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Chapter 257 The East Hall of Lingxiao Pavilion!

Lingxiao Pavilion ‘East Hall’!

In Lingxiao Pavilion, except for the "Zhongtong Hall" in the middle, there is a hall between the east and the west.

The east side is called the "East Hall", where the Beidou Saint lives here. On the west side, it is called the "Western Hall", where the Nandou Saint is located.

At this time, it was Lingxiao Pavilion's "East Hall". The beaten "Zhang He" was carried here.

The Saint of Beidou sat high on the Lotus Dharma Platform, his eyes closed as if he was cultivating his energy.

The disciple did not dare to disturb him, so he could only stand up on both sides and wait for his master to wake up.

After a long time, the Beidou Saint slowly opened his eyes, and two cold lights burst out from his gray eyes.

When the disciples saw this, they quickly bowed and said, "Master, are you awake?"

"Yeah!" The Saint of Beidou responded deeply, and then said, "Who is that next?"

"It's me, Xiao Jiezi,..."

The Beidou Saint asked, "Zhang He" who had fallen on the stretcher before, sat up hummingly.

"Is it Uncle San? What's wrong with you?"

But when he saw "Zhang He", the Saint of Beidou also frowned slightly.

His third uncle is the uncle of the family and is related by blood. Although he is not as old as the Saint of Beidou, his seniority is still there. Therefore, the Saint of Beidou must call this "Zhang He" third uncle.

"Xiao Jiezi, I was beaten up, you have to make the decision!" "Zhang He" was like a shrew, sitting on the ground and making a tantrum, and couldn't say anything.

The Beidou Saint frowned slightly, and the disciple beside him hurriedly said, "It's such a teacher. Ye Xiuwen killed my Beidou disciple one after another. The master of the Guanzhu was so angry that he wanted to make Ye Xiuwen ugly. But he never thought that Ye Xiuwen was lawless and beat the Guanzhu without saying anything...."

After saying that, the disciple stepped down. At this time, 'Zhang He' added: "Xiao Jiezi, look at my face? I told him that if you slapped me in the face, it would be equivalent to slapping the Beidou Saint in the face. While he was hitting, he also said: What I hit was the Beidou Saint in the face. He also said that the Beidou Saint in the face had no ability, and the disciples he taught were all a group of wine bags......"

"Zhang He" said with ignorance. After hearing this, the Saint of Beidou changed his expression. He snorted coldly: "Okay, you're such a boy who doesn't know how to live or die. If it weren't for the Saint of Nandou who had been blocking him, I would have sent someone to tear him apart."

"Yes, he should be smashed into pieces. If this kid is alive for a day, I will feel that his face is lost. This person must die...." "Zhang He" said gritting his teeth.

"Okay, then this matter will be left to......"

"Report to the saint, the head of the sect is here to visit!"

Just when the Beidou Saint was trying to kill his disciples and arrest Ye Xiuwen for the method, he did not expect any disciples to come and report that the head of the sect, "Ling Xiaozi", was here.

The Beidou Saint frowned slightly, and at this time, "Zhang He" said angrily: "Xiaojiezi, this "Ling Xiaozi" is not a good thing. Ye Xiuwen beat me, not only did he not say anything, but also personally sent him to the Lingdao Temple to practice and dismissed my position as the head of the temple...."

"Hmph, this 'Ling Xiaozi' is getting less and less serious about me. Uncle San? You hide aside and don't come out first. I said I want to see what he has to say."

The Beidou Saint said angrily, "Zhang He" smiled secretly, and hurriedly hid behind the screen behind the Beidou Saint.

At the same time, a disciple invited the head of the sect, "Ling Xiaozi".

Although this "Ling Xiaozi" was already undermined by the Saint of the Nandou and the Saint of the Beidou in Lingxiao Pavilion. But after all, he is the head of the sect and his disciples dare not offend him easily.

So he politely invited "Ling Xiaozi" to come up.

The Saint of Beidou was high above, but saw that "Ling Xiaozi" owed slightly and said, "Let the head see the seat."

"No need, I just want to say a few words to the saint and leave."

"Ling Xiaozi" didn't mind the Beidou Saint making a spell with him, and he was used to it.

He looked at the stretcher on the ground, and before he could put away his time, he knew that "Zhang He" must have been here, and even hid in this East Hall.

"Haha, Master Zhang has come?" 'Ling Xiaozi' said with a smile.

"Yeah!" The Saint of Beidou responded with a calm face.

"Haha, I still know that the saint is angry." "Ling Xiaozi" smiled again.

"Master, please say something, please just say it, don't make fun of me." The Saint of Beidou was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was "Ling Xiaozi".

"Some words, even if I don't say them, the saint himself knows in his heart. You also know what "Zhang He" did in the Spiritual Taoist Temple.

Ye Xiuwen was right. Zhang Guanzhu did this, which undoubtedly led to the foundation of our future development in Lingxiao Pavilion.

How many genius disciples have been exploited by him and cannot make rapid progress in their cultivation level?"

"Ling Xiaozi" asked back, and the Saint of Beidou frowned but said nothing.

Because everyone knows some things.

At this time, "Ling Xiaozi" said again: "As for Ye Xiuwen, although he was a little bit arrogant, he was a sharp sword. What I mean by the Saint of Nandou is to use this sharp sword to deal with Xue Yuezhai, and you also know this.

However, this is a double-edged sword. If you use it well, this sharp sword can overcome all obstacles for us. But if it is not used well, we will be injured."

"Since that's the case, can we finish this sword without having to?" said the Saint of Beidou.

"Haha, with the wisdom of a saint, you should want to get it. If we don't use this sword, others will use it. At that time, it will be even more difficult for us to control the situation." "Ling Xiaozi" smiled.

"Hmph, I ruined him directly. I think who can use this sword?" The Saint of Beidou said disdainfully.

"The saint is a qi word. We have fought with Xue Yuezhai for more than ten years, but what is the result?

Although it seems that our Lingxiao Pavilion still has some advantages, the development of Xueyuezhai is something we cannot see in detail.

Xueyuezhai, since the beginning of establishing a sect, we have suppressed it.

But what is the result? For more than ten years, Blood Moon Zhai has not been weakened by us, but has become stronger and stronger.

Ye Xiuwen even killed several elders in the Upper Court who killed Xue Yuezhai. However, Xue Yuezhai was still not weakened.

On the contrary, looking at us, how many geniuses can compare to Ye Xiuwen now?

If this continues, within ten years, our Lingxiao Pavilion will probably no longer be a rival to Xueyuezhai.

And at that time, saint, think about it, can that "Holy Blood Demon Lord" let us go?..."

"Ling Xiaozi" said aloud, and the Beidou Saint's brows became tighter and tighter.

Because "Ling Xiaozi" is right, Ling Xiao Pavilion has indeed gradually declined in recent years, but Xue Yuezhai has become stronger and stronger...
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