You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 918: Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt will be repaid

This was inside the formation, and Zhong Baixuan's gritted teeth could be heard: "Sect Masters, I really am not sick. This is all caused by Junior Brother Changqing. It's really him. I'm just angry. You have to believe me!"

Everyone fell silent, their eyes fixed on the 'young gentleman' dressed in brocade clothes, carrying a large fish. There was something strange in their eyes, full of a desire for confirmation.

Zhong Baixuan also followed the crowd's gaze and saw that it was Ji Changqing, the person he had been thinking about day and night!

Seeing everyone looking at him strangely, Chang Qing touched his neck, took two steps back again, and pretended to turn around and leave: "How should I know! I don't know! Don't look at me."

Three consecutive denials, it has nothing to do with me.

He completely understood that what he heard yesterday was not an illusion, and he had a rough understanding of the cause and effect. Now he just wanted to get away from this Shura field as soon as possible.

But this time his behavior seemed more like he was guilty. The handsome uncle breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. It turned out that you were the culprit who made them work in vain for a whole day!

"I forgot that the stupid wolf at home hasn't eaten yet. I can't skip breakfast. It will affect my growth. Master, I'll come to you to catch up when I'm free~"

A human-shaped hole was knocked out of the main gate of the sect master's hall. Chang Qing only heard the sound and saw the person flying out of the mountain.

Looking at Changqing's figure speeding away, the handsome uncle winked at Xuan Qing. The next moment, Changqing, who had already flown into the air and was still surviving the disaster, had feathers inexplicably blown all over his body. Then, Changqing seemed to be in the drum of a washing machine. He was tossed around dizzy in this strange whirlwind of feathers and could only feel up and down, not east and west.

In the hall, Changqing was spinning like a top, his tongue sticking out. After a few breaths, he finally stabilized his body, but his eyes were spinning around and he didn't react.

The next moment, he felt someone grabbing the back of his neck, and his whole body was lifted up like a little chicken and locked inside the formation.

Chang Qing was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Taoist Kong Xuan walking out of the hall with his fish and the handsome uncle Xuan Qing. Suddenly, he heard heavy breathing behind him, like an extremely angry bull.

Chang Qing turned his head mechanically, an awkward smile forming on his lips. He saw Zhong Baixuan's originally fair and delicate face now flushed red, with murderous intent blooming in his eyes. Chang Qing wanted to laugh but couldn't, and stepped back to the wall: "Ah, Senior Brother Zhong, long time no see. The weather is really nice. Ha, Senior Brother looks a lot more handsome~"

"Yes, Junior Brother Ji, long time no see!!"

Seeing Zhong Baixuan's muscles bulging with the spiritual energy he was madly injecting, Chang Qing already had a look of death on his face. Is this the end for me?

He simply squatted down with his head in his hands and said, "If you're a man, don't hit me in the face!"

These words were the final trigger, and Zhong Baixuan was completely furious.

"Let your man, let you disguise yourself as a female ghost, let you take the blame for me! Die, you evil beast!"

The screams like those of a pig being slaughtered resounded and could not be calmed for a long time. Outside the hall, a handsome uncle was skillfully removing the scales of the fish, with a hint of relaxation between his brows, and he even hummed an unknown tune to match the screams inside the hall.

Xuan Qing stood aside with a look of heartache on her face. Seeing the handsome uncle's expression, she couldn't help but kick him: "Hearing the screams, I guess he didn't hold back. And you didn't even offer any words of advice!"

"Persuading others is the job of the real sect leader. I am just an idle official now." The handsome uncle passed the hot potato on.

Taoist Kong Xuan took out his pipe from somewhere and puffed out clouds of smoke. "Why should I try to persuade him? This kid is a nuisance if we don't care about him. Besides, we tortured Zhong all night long. Do we have to lower ourselves to apologize? I can't lose face. Since he's the culprit, it's not unfair for me to be the punching bag. If I don't let Zhong vent his anger, I'm afraid this matter won't end so easily. He might even develop inner demons."

After half an hour, the screams slowly stopped.

Soon, Zhong Baixuan, dressed in clean white and with a gentle expression again, came out carrying Changqing, who looked like a dead dog. He breathed in a breath of fresh air and felt extremely refreshed.

He clasped his fists towards them and said, "Master, the main culprit has been executed. I have no more questions to ask."

Changqing climbed up tremblingly, and the old Taoist Kongxuan showed an expression that could not bear to look at him. That was not the handsome young man at all, but a pig-headed man.

Smacking his lips, the handsome uncle threw out a few pills and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. This is detrimental to the dignity of the sect. Don't leave the mountain until your face returns to normal!"

Zhong Baixuan took a look and seemed to feel that he had used too much force, and the expression on his face softened again.

"Oh~" Chang Qing sighed softly and was about to leave, but was stopped by the handsome uncle: "Why are you leaving? As you said, not eating breakfast will affect your growth. Hurry and cook!"

Changqing, looking aggrieved, carried the processed fish towards the newly built stove in the distance.

However, when he turned his back, the swelling on his whole body had visibly subsided. The second shackle of life was broken, giving Changqing an incomparable strong body. As for the bruises and swelling on his face, they were just for show after all.

When the fish soup arrived, everyone looked at Changqing, who had returned to normal, and secretly thought he was a monster. Zhong Baixuan looked at his swollen fist and glared at Changqing fiercely. It seemed that this kid was just playing me.

What could he do even though he was angry? He had to snatch Changqing's seat and his fish soup, and the matter was over.

The atmosphere at the table was very strange. No one spoke in silence, and all four of them had heavy expressions on their faces, as if the fish soup was not to their taste.

But the soup was delicious. Changqing still had some confidence in his cooking skills. Seeing everyone like this, he didn't want to show up at this moment. He buried his head in the bowl, but he was also anxious in his heart, looking for a breakthrough. After all, he was about to go down the mountain and couldn't delay any longer.

He hadn't spoken a word, but as soon as he stood up, he was stopped by the handsome uncle next to him: "You used to have so many clever ideas, always loving to come up with plans for the sect. How come you've lost all your energy after waking up?"

"Everything is settled. The Yuling Sect should remain stable for a while. Taking too big a step could easily lead to disaster. Besides, the Sect Master is a genius that only appears once in a thousand years. He is far-sighted and prudent. I also know that I cannot compare with the Sect Master. I still have some abnormalities in my body that need to be addressed. I am being selfish for once."

The handsome uncle raised his eyebrows and said, "When did you become a flatterer? Speak to me properly! Even if there really is a disaster, how could the Yuling Sect sit idly by and watch?"

Changqing just shook his head slightly. With his first glimpse into the law of cause and effect, he could feel that the disaster left by the demon master was huge, extremely huge, and the cause and effect he created was not something that the Yuling Sect could bear.

Seeing that Changqing didn't answer, the handsome uncle asked unwillingly, "If I invite Bingzun to guard the sect, can it relieve my worries?"

Chang Qing revealed a lonely and bitter expression: "This time, the cause and effect is greater than that of the Southern Territory. The result obtained by the Sect Master sacrificing his face is still not enough to change the outcome. Sect Master, please do not worry about my fate."

It was even bigger than the Southern Region. The handsome uncle's expression turned grim. He took a deep breath and said, "Then you have to promise us that you must come to my wedding with Xuan Qing!"

"Yes, I will." Changqing nodded and made an agreement.

A jade slip flew over, and seeing Changqing's puzzled expression, the handsome uncle said with a carefree look: "Wedding candy!"