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Chapter 23 I Give

"Do you know where the mistake is?" the great elder asked with sharp eyes.

Jing Chu straightened his back and answered with a clear conscience, "My disciple is right."

"That's right? Then let me ask you, where did you learn the swordsmanship just now?"

Jing Chu was about to explain, but the Great Elder spoke again.

"That swordsmanship is clearly something from the Faxiang Pavilion. You secretly learned the Faxiang Pavilion's secret book and you said you were right?!"

The great elder's words were like thunder.

"What, Jing Chu actually secretly practiced the sword manual of Faxiang Pavilion!"

"Hmph! No wonder, he suddenly became so powerful that he is on par with Jing Yue'er in the Vajra realm."

"My understanding is not very good, but I know how to sneak around without a teacher." Song Jingqiu sneered in a strange way.

Hearing this, Jing Yue'er pretended to cover her mouth in disbelief and said in surprise, "How could it be possible? How could Junior Sister Jing Chu be such a person!"

Jing Yue'er felt pain for Jing Chu on her face, but the hand hanging by her side slowly curled up into a fist, leaving a few crescent marks on her palm.

The things in the Faxiang Pavilion are so powerful!A mere set of mortal swordsmanship can defeat her!She doesn't believe it! !

She thought of her previous life, when that bitch became the head disciple and was able to freely enter the Faxiang Pavilion. However, she begged hard, but she was told to be self-aware in exchange.

What self-knowledge!It was clear that they were partial. What Jing Chu got would always be the best, but she could only pick up what she didn't want.

"How is it impossible! Senior sister, you are just too kind, that's why Jing Chu dares to provoke you again and again."

"There are restrictions in the Faxiang Pavilion. How did you get in? Tell the truth. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

The fourth elder saw this and wanted to say a few words for Jing Chu.

"Senior Brother, actually, this..." The Fourth Elder couldn't stand it any longer. He wanted to explain, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the First Elder.

"Why, are you still protecting her?" The great elder's eyes were full of warning.

The Fourth Elder opened his mouth several times, but the First Elder did not give him a chance to explain.

"Outer disciple Jing Chu has violated the sect's rules. According to the regulations, he should go to the Discipline Hall to receive twenty lashes. Today's matter will be over." The great elder directly gave Jing Chu a final ultimatum.

When Jing Yue'er heard this, a sinister smile flashed in her eyes. The whips in the Discipline Hall were made of third-level animal bones. Let alone twenty whips, even a disciple at the Foundation Establishment level couldn't withstand ten whips.

Zhu Leng rushed out in a panic and knelt beside Jing Chu to plead for her, "The disciples of the Great Elder guarantee with their own credibility that Jing Chu is definitely not a rooster and a dog thief. There must be something hidden, and the Great Elder please be aware of it!"

When the elder heard someone begging for mercy, his face became even more ugly. Jing Chu hurriedly grabbed Zhu Leng who wanted to speak again, and then shook his head at him.

Then Jing Chu's eyes turned cold and he shouted loudly, "Disciple is dissatisfied! As an elder, you punish the disciples indiscriminately. As the leader, you have repeatedly overstepped your authority. You clearly don't take the leader seriously!"

The great elder pointed at Jing Chu with trembling fingers, so angry that he couldn't speak clearly.

"You, you, you, who do you think you are? How can the master care about the affairs of a small outer disciple?!"

Hearing this, Jing Chu looked at Qin Zhi, who had been silent, with open eyes.

"There are restrictions in the Faxiang Pavilion. Only the master and the elders can enter. How can a person who doesn't even have a golden elixir get the sword manual through all the restrictions?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Chu's face changed slightly, and then he immediately adjusted.

Just now, she was quick to talk and let it slip. Everyone only knew that there were restrictions in the Faxiang Pavilion, so they all thought that there was only one level. But in fact, the elders and the leader knew that there were twelve levels of restrictions in the Faxiang Pavilion. That's what she said. To say that there are layers of restrictions is to give people a clue.

Jing Chu carefully observed everyone's expressions. Fortunately, no one seemed to have noticed this abnormality. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "What, is it possible that you still want to say that this sword manual was given to you by a certain elder?"

Jing Chu looked deeply at the First Elder and replied, "This was indeed given to me by the Fourth Elder."

"Junior sister, I know how you feel about wanting to enter the inner sect, but you should not contradict the first elder, let alone slander the fourth elder in order to avoid punishment." Jing Yue'er's seemingly considerate persuasion actually added fuel to the fire. Oil.

Hearing this, Jing Chu sighed tiredly.

The answers to the questions were right in front of them, and everyone was reluctant to open their mouths to ask.

"The fourth elder is here now. Why don't you ask the fourth elder first and conclude that I am the one who slandered the fourth elder? Those who don't know think you are too impatient to see me punished."

Jing Yue'er smiled unnaturally, "How could that be?"

The great elder cast his gaze on the fourth elder, his eyes deep, "Is that so, junior brother?"

The fourth elder didn't look good either, "I gave it to you."

Suddenly, the great elder looked embarrassed and directed his anger at the fourth elder, "You, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Hearing this, the fourth elder snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and robes, and said angrily, "Do you have a chance to let me speak?!"

The great elder looked away guiltily.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, the matter ends here." Qin Zhi opened his mouth to adjust.

The leader spoke, and the two of them did not dare to argue.

Qin Zhi stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on his robe, looking at Jing Chu with admiration.

"Since you can practice Qingfeng with Two Sleeves, it shows that you are of good character. Since you cannot form elixirs, this set of swordsmanship is also a good choice. In the future, if you concentrate on practicing it, you may have good results. This way, it is not in vain for you to come to this world of immortality. Take a walk.”

"Thank you, Master." Jing Chu lowered his eyes.

Qin Zhi nodded slightly, looked at the fourth elder and joked, "You are really good at picking. If you hadn't been quick, I would have accepted Jing Chu as a disciple."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Yue'er's already ugly face became even more gloomy, and she gritted her teeth secretly.

She took the initiative to become a disciple. Why, how could Jing Chu attract the attention of the leader without doing anything!
The fourth elder was indeed laughing happily.

After that, Jing Chu went back to the outer door to pack her things. She didn't have many things, mainly because the letter was still under her bed.

As he approached, Jing Chu saw that the door seemed to have been opened a thin crack.

Jing Chu immediately stopped in his tracks, walked lightly and slowly approached, and looked into the house through the cracks, only to see a masked man sneaking around in the room and not knowing what he was doing.

The masked man cast his gaze on her bed. Seeing this, a dangerous light flashed in Jing Chu's eyes.

She kicked open the door suddenly, took out the wooden sword from her storage bag and stabbed the masked man.

In the flash of lightning, the masked man ducked out of the way quickly, and then rolled out of the window.

Jing Chu broke through the door and looked at the masked man's back and immediately chased after him.

This person seemed to be very familiar with the terrain of Xiaoyao Sect. He disappeared after a few turns. Suddenly, a slight sound came from around the corner.

Jing Chu frowned and drew out his wooden sword.

(End of this chapter)