Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

Chapter 62 Enough is enough
The spiritual consciousness in the refining stage intertwined into a thick invisible barrier, easily blocking the divine consciousness attack implied in the female voice.

There is also a ray of spiritual consciousness condensed into a two-foot-four-inch illusory long sword, which counterattacks straight back in the direction of the attack from the divine consciousness!

This time, the shrill female voice was instantly silenced.

After finishing all this, Lin Yige paused for a moment, and after realizing it, he couldn't help but secretly regret that he moved too fast.

The attack of spiritual consciousness is invisible and qualityless, and cannot be recorded with Liu Yinjue.

It should be played a few times back and forth, and after leading him to make a move himself, record it with a photo disc before making a fuss.

Lin Yige thought it was a pity in his heart, he casually held a sword flower in his hand, and then looked at Wen Youqing who was still talking non-stop.

I don't know when, behind Wen Youqing stood a handsome man in Chinese clothes, his face was sinking like water, and there was hidden anger.

When Lin Yige saw that person, he couldn't help smiling, and gently advised Wen Youqing: "Wen Xiaoyou, let's stop!"

Wen Youqing saw that the young girl was not only not annoyed, but also calm and composed, instead she set off her annoyance, so she couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Thinking of his backer again, he retorted with a righteous face: "What is enough? What I said is true. If you don't kowtow to Wen's to make amends, and don't send Caiwei back to Wen's to marry, this matter will never end!"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Youqing felt that his spiritual energy was gone, and his hands and feet were weak.

A male voice that made his hair stand on end sounded behind him.

"The family is unlucky, and it's frightened Fellow Daoist Lin!"

While talking, Wen Zongyi passed Wen Youqing, stepped forward and bowed his hands to the girl to express his apology.

Lin Yige held his heart, nodded without changing his face, and said, "Patriarch Wen is absolutely right, I almost cried in fright, and my heart is still pounding till now!"

Wen Zongyi felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with every move of the seventh-generation disciple of Guiyi Sect.

Especially the terrified look that was obviously pretending, it seemed familiar.

……

The dignified elder uncle of the Lianxu period gave peer salutes to the disciples of the Guiyi faction's foundation establishment period. This scene fell in Wen Youqing's eyes, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky!
"Uncle... This man came to Wen's to beat the autumn wind under the pretense that Caiwei was seriously ill..."

"The beast can't stop talking?!"

Wen Zongyi was furious, turned his head and scolded: "If you have a visitor, as a child guarding the mountain, if you don't convey it, it is disloyal; if you fabricate facts and disrespect your elders, it is unfilial; if you curse your younger sister for being seriously ill, it is unkind; It is unrighteous to sell Wen's children in exchange for cultivation resources!"

He glanced at Xiong'er Mountain, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Without solving the thorny hidden danger, how could he retreat with peace of mind?

It never occurred to him that the opportunity to kill chickens and monkeys was so conveniently presented.

"How did my Wen family raise such an unfaithful, unfilial, benevolent and unrighteous thing like you? Someone, drag him down, pick out his spiritual roots, and drive him out of Wen's family!"

After saying that, there were two disciples of Wen's family in Jindan period, one covered Wen Youqing's mouth, and the other tied him up with a rope that imprisoned his spiritual power, and dragged him down.

Pick up his spiritual root, abolish his cultivation, and cut off his path.

Such treatment sounds extremely harsh.

But expelled from the Wen family, the mortal family can still take care of his three meals a day.

If Wen Youqing can endure the pain and practice other methods, maybe one day he will return to the way.

Wen Zongyi sneered, and said loudly: "Pass my order, don't tell Mrs. Wen about this matter! lest Mrs. Madam get angry at her grandson for being unfilial, and get stuck in her heart, affecting her cultivation!"

All the disciples of the Wen clan who were alarmed and left the pass because of the attack on the mountain guard array in Xiong'er Mountain heard this sentence.

Everyone looked at each other.

Mrs. Wen was still talking just now, did the Patriarch do this on purpose?

The four families of the Wen family, from the master to the eight young masters, are all the heart and soul of the old matriarch!

Now, I'm afraid there will be another big scene.

It is inevitable that he will become a pond fish that will be affected, so it is better to find an opportunity to leave home and practice for a few years.

……

By dealing with Wen Youqing, Wen Zongyi stabbed the eccentric old matriarch in the heart, and he felt much better.

With a faint smile on his face, he made a please gesture.

"Friend Daoist Lin laughed, this way please."

Not to mention that Lin Yige and Wen Zongyi had a close friendship, and the third senior sister Chi Wulan's ability to stay with Wen Zongyi for a hundred years is also a testament to her character.

It's a pity that he couldn't escape the vulgarity, he was fascinated by love, and lost his sense of proportion several times...

Lin Yige calmly followed Wen Zongyi to a water pavilion on the mountainside.

As soon as Wen Zongyi waved his hand, some disciples of the Wen family brought spiritual wine, jars of different heights and sizes, and a pot of spiritual tea with white smoke.

All the fine wines and fine wines come from the hands of the world's wine masters, and a jar is worth dozens of high-grade spirit stones.

The spirit tea is not bad either, it is picked from the few Wannianling tea trees left in the world, and fried from the top handful of buds.

Wen Zongyi raised his hand to set up a sound-proof array, picked up a palm-high round-bellied wine jar, slapped Kaifeng mud on it, and poured it into his mouth.

He drank an altar in a fit of anger, and then threw the altar into the cold pool under the water pavilion.

Some water was poured into the wine jar, and the fish in the pool chased after it. The jar floated up and down, and finally floated on the water.

Wen Zongyi looked at the jar, and thought of the beautiful figure again, he couldn't help but heaved a long sigh, and turned his head wearily.

"Fellow Daoist Lin came to see me, it shouldn't be for Caiwei... Naturally, it's not for that cruel enemy!"

Lin Yige has seen the appearance of the third senior sister's "heart ashes" every time after breaking off the relationship, and also seen the third senior sister "resurrecting from the ashes" and then forming a good relationship again.

For Wen Zongyi's decadent and lovable demeanor, he could no longer feel the slightest bit of pity.

She didn't say a word of consolation, but simply explained how she met Wu Menglin in Donghai County and how he showed off as Wen's son-in-law.

To prevent the daughter of the Wen family from marrying into the Wu family and suffer the crimes, she is doing a good deed every day.

Wen Zongyi lazily replied absent-mindedly: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin, for letting me know."

Lin Yige picked up the spirit tea and gently blew the white smoke away before taking a sip.

At the same time, he was thinking about how to find out Wen Zongyi's plans for the third senior sister.

Based on her understanding of Wen Zongyi, he is definitely not someone who gives up so easily.

……

Wen Zongyi looked at the girl sitting on the railing, holding a teacup, and her misty drunken eyes suddenly became clear.

His heart moved, and he asked: "Friend Daoist Lin, I once had an old friend who was just like you, he would help you when the road was uneven, and he was so warm-hearted."

Lin Yige froze for a moment, and explained quickly, "Our disciples of the Guiyi sect are all like this."

Wen Zongyi was refreshed, sat up, stared at the girl in front of him with piercing eyes, and became more and more sure of his guess.

"I didn't say that my old friend is a disciple of the Guiyi sect."

"A slip of the tongue, our sword cultivators... grass, no..."

"Lin Yige?! Is it you? Haha... I knew you wouldn't die!"

　Wen Zongyi: I just said why this person has such awkward acting skills!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)