"I heard that your Shaoyang Sect also has a deputy sect master who is in the late stage of foundation building. Where are the others?"
At this time, Ye Lin asked. Among the master's annotations, the Shaoyang Sect had two masters in the late stage of foundation building, but from the beginning to now, there had only been the old man in front of him.
"Alas, my junior brother went out a few days ago. Unexpectedly, he encountered a real evil demon on the way. He fought with the evil demon, but was ultimately defeated and returned seriously injured. Now he is still recovering in the secret room."
""And the evil demon was also seriously injured. After that, what the fellow Taoist saw was the situation. The evil demon drove the evil cultivator to destroy our Shaoyang Sect. This was all thanks to the help of the fellow Taoist. "
"Otherwise our Shaoyang Sect...sigh."
After hearing what Lin Pingzhi said, Ye Lin's eyes flashed. The demon Lin Pingzhi mentioned was most likely the demon he met in Wangjiacun a few months ago, Mo Yi.
At that time, Mo Yi was only strong in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, but now he can seriously injure monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. It has to be said that the evil demon clan is inherently stronger than the human race.
"You're welcome, I'm just following the sect's orders."
Ye Lin shook his head and said.
"You know the main purpose of my visit this time, right?"
Seeing that Lin Pingzhi still hadn't responded, Ye Lin took the initiative to ask.
"Qingyun Sect, the position of the Holy Son, please rest assured, fellow Taoist, our Shaoyang Sect will give our full support."
"These are the resources offered by our Shaoyang Sect. Please accept them. From now on, our Shaoyang Sect will provide this amount of resources every three months."
At this time, Lin Pingzhi thought of something and immediately took out a storage bag and handed it to Ye Lin.
A storage bag is a thing for storing objects. There is a very small space in it. Compared with the space ring, it is not a bit lower grade.
Ye Lin reached out and took the storage bag, then put it into the space ring.
"Okay, the evil spirit is cunning and evil by nature. Your junior brother has seriously injured the evil spirit, so it will definitely not let it go. If evil cultivators dare to invade your Shaoyang Sect again in the future, you can contact me at any time."
After receiving so many benefits from others, of course I have to give them something to look forward to.
"Of course, thank you fellow Taoist for protecting me."
After receiving Ye Lin's words, Lin Pingzhi felt much more at ease. After spending so many resources, this was what he wanted.
These small forces don't have the Jindanqi to be in charge, so they can get by normally. But now that evil cultivators are rampant, they are also the small forces that suffer.
With no one to protect him, he could only wait to die.
Now that they are protected by the direct disciples of the Qingyun Sect, they feel much more at ease.
"By the way, do you know where the evil spirit is now?"
At this time, Ye Lin's mind moved and he asked Lin Pingzhi. The evil demon was seriously injured now. If he could find it, he could kill it directly.
According to his memory, the evil demon has a blue destiny. He must have gained a lot during this time, right? If you kill him while he is seriously injured, everything will be yours.
"Alas, my junior brother was almost dying, and the evil spirit disappeared. Now there is no specific location."
Of course Lin Pingzhi knew what Ye Lin was thinking. He also wanted to kill the demon while it was seriously injured, but the trace of the demon was hard to find.
"I suddenly realized that I need an extremely quiet place. Do you have one here?"
At this time, Ye Lin suddenly said.
Lin Ping was stunned, and after thinking carefully, he spoke.
"Now our Shaoyang Sect is in chaos. The only quiet secret room is where my junior brother is healing his wounds. The only quiet place is in the ruins of the back mountain."
"I'll take my fellow Taoist there right now."
Hearing Lin Pingzhi's answer, Ye Lin nodded with satisfaction.
Because Lin Zisheng's opportunity was in the ruins of the Shaoyang Sect's back mountain. The ruins literally meant a deserted place, so it must be quiet.
Following Lin Pingzhi to the destination, Ye Lin looked around and saw a desolate area, with some buildings vaguely visible.
"Fellow Taoist, this is the back mountain of our Shaoyang Sect. There used to be a sect in this place, but now a hundred years have passed, and this is all that remains."
"No one comes here on weekdays, so fellow Taoists can practice with peace of mind."
"That's very good. Now that your Shaoyang Sect is in chaos and you still need to calm people's hearts, don't waste time with me here."
After Ye Lin said to Lin Pingzhi, he put his hands behind his hands and walked towards the ruins.
Looking at Ye Lin's back, Lin Pingzhi turned around and walked towards the sect. Ye Lin was right, the Shaoyang Sect was in chaos at this time, and it was urgent for him to return and take charge of the overall situation.
In the ruins, Ye Lin rotated around step by step. There was no specific location on the panel, so he could only search step by step.
"I can find it."
Looking at the long knife placed under the boulder in front of him, Ye Lin looked happy, then pushed the boulder aside and picked up the long knife.
"Although Xuan-level middle-grade weapons are of little use to me, their value is there. When I change to the next sect, I will exchange them with that sect."
Xuan-level mid-level weapons are priceless treasures for small forces. As long as Ye Lin takes them out, he believes that even if the entire sect's resources are used, they will exchange them with him.
"The panel shows that Lin Zisheng will not come to Shaoyang Sect until tomorrow. If this is the case, then we will practice here for one night and wait for Lin Zisheng to come here tomorrow."
"With the panel here, I can always keep track of your whereabouts. You can't escape from the palm of my hand."
After saying that, Ye Lin found a random place, sat cross-legged here, and started practicing.
In the blink of an eye, one night passed.
"The late stage of foundation building is far away."
Looking at the powder of the lower-grade spirit stone in his hand, Ye Lin shook his head. His foundation was too strong, and he was a fifth-grade Taoist. If he wanted to break through, he would need multiple resources and time.
Of course, the reward was also very great, that is, the invincible fighting power.
"Calculate the time, Lin Zisheng should be here too."
After thinking for a while, Ye Lin raised his foot and walked towards the main hall of Shaoyang Sect.
"Congratulations to Daoyou for your improvement in cultivation."
At this time, Lin Pingzhi, who was sitting in the main hall, bowed to Ye Lin. Although he could not see through Ye Lin's true strength, it was always good to praise him first.
"Master Lin, has anyone come since morning?"
Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi was stunned, and then shook his head.
"No one has come."
"Okay, in that case, then I should leave. I have stayed for so long, and there are still many sects waiting for me to rescue them."
After getting the answer he wanted, Ye Lin walked out of the main hall.
"Is the Master of Shaoyang Sect here?"
At this time, a strong voice came from outside the main hall.
Hearing this voice, Ye Lin's mouth corners rose, the sheep is coming.
Walking out of the hall, as expected, Lin Zisheng stood in the air with his hands behind his back, stepping on the flying sword.
But the moment he saw Ye Lin, Lin Zisheng's face changed drastically.
"This person... How could this person be here?"
Looking at Ye Lin below, Lin Zisheng's expression was as ugly as if he had eaten shit.
"Brother Lin, since we meet, don't you say hello?"
Looking at Lin Zisheng in the air, Ye Lin said with a smile.
"Master... Junior Brother, what a coincidence, I didn't expect you to be here too."
Lin Zisheng lowered the flying sword, forced a smile on his face and said to Ye Lin.
"Brother Lin is late, I'm really sorry, let Brother Lin run for nothing."
Seeing Ye Lin like this, Lin Zisheng clenched his fists under his long sleeves, and his nails were about to sink into the flesh.