Chapter 505

"Are you... Are you telling the truth?"

"My father, my mother... And my big brother, they really..."

Tian Qi looked at Lin Feng and Bai Xiaosheng in disbelief. Tears kept flowing down his cheeks, and his voice was choked and trembling.

Lin Feng sighed.

Let him know sooner or later.

After all, this is what he has to face.

"What's the matter?"

He Ruoyu and others came over.

"Answer me, is it true? Answer me!"

Tian Qi trembled.

"Well..."

The fat man looked at Lin Feng and saw that he had nothing to say. He could only harden his head and said, "I can't guarantee the specific situation, but from what I heard, it's probably like this..."

Tianqi couldn't say a word.

His face was full of sadness.

"Tian Qi?" Lin Feng frowned.

"Senior, let's go."

Tian Qi breathed out and said slowly.

Lin Feng can only promise.

He understood Tianqi's heart at the moment.

I want to go back immediately. No matter how bad things are, he must want to see the results.

"Let's go."

Lin Fengdao.

Everybody, keep going.

Different from the cheerful atmosphere before, the crowd became very depressed and no one spoke.

Tian Qi, who walked in front of him, seemed to be shrouded in a shadow. The vitality of the young man seemed to be lost.

Lin Feng's heart tightened.

He had seen before that although Tianqi had no spiritual pulse, he could still practice through a way recorded in his mind, but the process was several times more difficult than that of ordinary monks.

He wanted to tell Tianqi this method.

However, Tian Qi's state of mind has collapsed like this. Does this indicate that this seedling will be destroyed?

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The hall of Tuling sect stands like a big tomb in the night.

The hazy distant mountains are shrouded in a layer of gauze, shadowy, far and near in the misty clouds. It is like a few light inks, smeared on the blue horizon, and the secluded deep valley is frighteningly quiet and cold.

Uproarious disciples tiktok, a tiny fat yawn, were relying on the stone lions beside him. A thin and weak man squatted on the ground, shaking his hand in his hand with his mobile phone, and laughing from time to time. He laughed two times.

"I'm surprised. Where did you get your cell phone signal in the mountains?"

The chubby Tuling sect disciple couldn't help saying.

"Hey, hey, you don't know. Ordinary mobile phones naturally don't have a signal, but I entrusted my father to buy the latest satellite communication mobile phone from abroad. Except for the two poles of the earth, they can receive signals. So I asked you if you are good?"

The thin Tuling sect disciple smiled and said.

"Tiktok, money is so good. Such a high-end mobile phone doesn't kill anything powerful, but it's just like your two ancestors who brushes the cerebral palsy."

The disciple of weipang Tuling sect sighed, "I can't figure it out. Your family is so rich that you don't go outside to enjoy pure blessings. Why do you come here to cultivate immortals? It's mainly because you haven't stepped into a period of Qi refining for a year. Is it meaningful?"

"You don't understand."

The thin Tuling sect disciple glanced at him and said, "now in this society, whether cultivating immortals or mixing with the secular world, we should pay attention to a personal connection. My purpose here is very simple, that is, to have a good relationship with several inner disciples of Tuling sect and some elders. If anything happens in the future, they are my amulet and wealth collection tool."

"It's not nice to say that there are thousands of people who cultivate immortals. How many can finally enter the foundation period? Anyway, I can't do it. In this case, why waste time and practice there with my head depressed?"

The slightly fat disciple was happy: "Oh, your theories are set by set, but you are in your thirties. Why did you delay to come to Tuling sect now? Come early and have a good relationship early?"

"The situation is different now."

The thin Tuling sect disciple waved his hand, "The elder who took me in said that in the original Tuling sect, the sect rules were strict. Even external disciples had to do coolies every day to exercise their bullshit will, and then endless cultivation. As for the internal sect, it goes without saying that life was boring and boring. Even if you practiced magic, you wouldn't let you leave the sect. What do you mean?"

"Look at today's tulingzong. Since the new patriarch was changed, the rules have been much looser. Every day, I just beat soy sauce and spend money on it. The day is over. Even if it's a monthly zongmen competition, I can use money to solve it... Hey, I like it here so much."

The slightly fat disciple smiled and said, "so, it's good to have money, but if you were our former patriarch, how much money you have is useless. You're all treated equally."

"I wouldn't come here if I were the old patriarch."

The thin and weak disciple said carelessly, "although the new leader is corrupt and does no good to the development of the sect, I just need to be comfortable. We people below are mole ants to them. If it weren't for my father's face, would the new leader want me?"

"All right, keep your voice down."

The chubby disciple frowned, "be careful. Walls have ears. Although the new sect leader is lax in the management of the sect, his means are no worse than the old sect leader. If he knows what you say about him, no matter who your father is, you will only have a dead end."

The thin disciple quickly covered his mouth and looked around with his eyes.

In the practice world, the rich do have a higher starting point than the disciples in the secular world.

However, it is only a high starting point.

Even if you are the son of the richest man in a city in the secular world, compared with an inner disciple in the spiritual world, its value is naturally far inferior to that of an inner disciple.

"Who?"

The slightly fat disciple suddenly stood up and shouted sternly.

Not far away, Lin Feng and others came slowly.

At the front was Tian Qi, who looked very angry.

"Get out of the way!"

Tian Qi shouted angrily.

"Fuck, what kind of thing do you dare to be presumptuous here?"

In a threatening manner, tiktok, who was shaking his voice, stood up and pointed to the fierce threat of Tian Qi.

He has seen that Tian Qi, like himself, has no mana and is much thinner than himself. How can he miss this great opportunity to bully others?

Immediately, he took out the magic weapon on his back and was about to attack Tian Qi.

"Stop!"

The slightly fat disciple suddenly shouted.

The thin disciple looked back in doubt.

The slightly fat disciple looked at Tian Qi in shock, and his eyes were full of incredible.

"Yes... Is it the four little masters?"

He had been a disciple of the sect for seven years. Naturally, he recognized Tian Qi, the four young masters who had been captured several years ago.

Little Lord?

The thin disciple was surprised.

And Tianqi, without looking at them, walked directly in front of them.

Lin Feng and others followed.

"Who is this man?"

After they left, the thin disciple couldn't help asking.

"You fool, you almost caused a big disaster! He is what I told you... Tian Yong, the fourth young master who accidentally disappeared two years ago!" the slightly fat disciple angrily scolded.

"What!?"

The thin disciple widened his eyes.

"Luckily you didn't do it to him, or you would be dead."

The slightly fat disciple said, "but it's strange that the four young masters who have been missing for more than two years come back suddenly? No, I have to inform the elder immediately!"