A story of a peasant girl from a poor family

Chapter 148

Basically the same as last time, Lin Luo carefully controlled her mental power to contact Chen Xin.

Fortunately, Chen Xin also responded to her.

After a moment, Chen Xin refocused her eyes and looked at Lin Luo.

"It turned out to be the benefactor, Amitabha, you are being polite, little monk." Chen Xin folded her hands together and said hello.

It has to be said that a master like Chen Xin has strong psychological endurance, and he didn't look like this when he saw Lin Luo last time, but now he found that she had changed her appearance and didn't respond at all.

If it's not that they don't care about people's appearance at all, it's that they are good at covering up.

However, Lin Luo tended to think that Chen Xin didn't care about people's appearance, and it was also because of her mental strength that she recognized her.

In fact, Lin Luo's guess was right, Chen Xin recognized Lin Luo with her mental power.

"Little monk, why are you here? Logically speaking, you shouldn't need to participate in these competitions, right?" Lin Luo asked curiously.

Chen Xin smiled slightly, "What the benefactor said is true, the monk is not here to participate in the competition, but has other tasks."

Lin Luo's mind turned quickly, and she immediately understood the purpose of Chen Xin's appearance.

"I see, your task is the person just now?"

"The benefactor is really smart. Apart from the young monk, there are also young masters from various sects. Recently, the Temple of the Nine Demons has made a lot of moves. The elders are worried that the people in the Palace of the Nine Demons will take action against outstanding disciples, so they sent us here Secretly looking for people from the Nine Evil Palace." Chen Xin replied.

Probably because of being able to communicate with spiritual power, Chen Xin believed in Lin Luo so much that she even said these words.

Lin Luo knew it clearly, "No wonder I met you here, is it because Senior Sister Miaoyan is also there?"

This time it was Chen Xin's turn to look blank, he thought carefully with his brain.

"Looks like you're here?"

The elders outside the Xuanguang Mirror hesitated to speak, and looked at Master Chang Jing with some disapproval.

After all, the wonderful words followed Chen Xin for quite a while, and he said so many things. When his feelings came to Chen Xin, he couldn't remember them?

Master Chang Jing looked as usual, still as steady as an old dog.

"Chen Xin was born like this, don't be offended."

Well, after hearing Master Chang Jing's words, everyone also remembered the fact that Chen Xin was born in the Golden Core Realm, so naturally it was difficult to say anything.

Maybe someone was born in the Golden Core Realm, that's why they have other defects.

Elder Xiao also became interested, "Speaking of which, Master Chang Jing, I heard that Chen Xin was picked up by you, where did you pick it up? If possible, I would also like to pick up a child and see if it is Like your Chen Xin, you are born in the Golden Core Realm."

"Amitabha, Dust Heart was abandoned at the gate of Fulong Temple. As for the innate golden core state, time is fate, and the benefactor does not need to care too much."

Everyone was helpless, they hadn't asked about this matter before, and it was Chen Xin who announced the news of his innate Golden Core Realm when he was 12 years old. They didn't expect that someone had abandoned him at the gate of Fulong Temple.

Everyone stopped talking, and looked at the Xuanguang mirror again.

Only Chu Yan kept staring at Chen Xin, wondering what he was thinking.

The man in black who fought against Chen Xin did not leave Yunwu Mountain in a hurry after being injured, but left some marks in the mountain before leaving Yunwu Mountain.

Soon, the man in black returned to the Jiusha Hall.

The ghost face stood next to the upper chair, and there was a person sitting on the chair, but his back was facing the man in black.

"This subordinate has met the palace master and the ghost-faced elder."

"How is things going?" Ghost Face asked coldly.

The one who turned his face away was the Lord of the Nine Demons. He didn't speak, but listened to the ghost face's questioning.

The man in black bowed his head, "This subordinate only injured more than 200 disciples and killed more than 20 disciples. Later, when he was about to deal with a talisman master, he was injured by a young monk who rushed over. The subordinate did not leave immediately. Instead, I left a message for Suqin and the others before coming back."

The ghost face frowned, "Leng Feng, you were injured unexpectedly, you are still a young monk, could it be the Chen Xin of Fulong Temple?"

"Hui Guimian Elder, it should be him without a doubt, his age is right, and his cultivation level is also right." Leng Feng replied.

"Why did Chen Xin go to Yunwu Mountain? Didn't we get the news that only the ordinary disciples of the five major sects and Xunxianzong participated in the competition of the five major sects? It stands to reason that if it is only ordinary disciples, with your For people and horses, at least thousands of people can be dealt with. But you have already met Chen Xin, which does not mean that there are no other powerful disciples. It seems that our actions are too big, and people from all major sects have already been wary." Guimian frowned .

Leng Feng didn't dare to talk nonsense, he could only tell the truth.

"Elder, maybe they are indeed wary, that's why they let Chen Xin and the others wait. Maybe there are still elders hiding in Yunwu Mountain secretly, should we be more careful?"

The Lord of the Palace of Nine Demons, who had been silent all this time, suddenly snorted softly, his voice was piercing.

"Be careful? If they can't complete the task, they still have the face to come back?"

A light and fluffy sentence puts him in the ice cellar.

"Hall, please calm down, Lord." Leng Feng said dryly.

"Calm your anger? This seat is not angry at all, otherwise you would be a dead body now." The Lord of Nine Demons said again.

Hearing this, Leng Feng didn't know what to say, so he could only kneel on the ground.

If ordinary Jindan stage monks are outside, no matter how you say it, they are superior and have a lot of status, but when it comes to Jiusha Hall, Jindan stage monks are nothing.

Their lives and deaths are all in the hands of the Lord of the Nine Demons, and their lives are determined by his mood. No one can resist, nor can they resist.

The Lord of the Nine Demons is their heaven.

"Okay, if the matter is not done well, go to the execution hall to receive the punishment." Ghost Mian opened his mouth.

The cold wind greeted Amnesty, "Yes, Elder Ghost Face."

After the cold wind left, the master of the Nine Demons Palace looked at the ghost-faced elder beside him.

"It's just a Golden Core cultivator, which moved you to feel compassion?"

These words were obviously very gentle, but Guimian knew that the Lord of the Nine Demons was asking a question, if he didn't answer well, I'm afraid he wouldn't have any good fruit to eat.

"Hallmaster, my subordinates think that now is the time for employing people. Golden Core stage monks are really nothing to the Hallmaster, but if they are taken out, they can destroy some small sects. Since we have been dormant for so many years, the time has finally come , it must be to keep the subordinates who can show their hands. It is better to die in our plan than to die in the hall, what does the hall master think?" Guimian quickly explained.

Although he is also in the Nascent Soul Stage, he knows very well that his Nascent Soul Stage is not enough to look at in front of the Palace Master.

Not to mention, how many golden elixir and Yuanying monks in the Jiusha Temple have all been honored by the hall master.

They will not betray the Palace Master, nor can they.

(End of this chapter)