Hearing Chen Luoyang's order, Blue Dragon Three immediately kowtowed and replied, "I will obey the Hierarch's order. I will contact the Chief and First Sister now."
The Sect Master's eyes flashed with a dark light, causing Azure Dragon San's heart to tremble.
After saying that, he hurriedly retreated.
"When they come back, tell them to come and see me," Chen Luoyang said to Xiao Yuntian, "In addition, continue to keep an eye on the Taiyi Daoist Sect and Wang Jian's movements."
It was not easy to find the Sword Emperor alone, but it was different for a large group of people from the Taiyi Daoist Sect.
Xiao Yuntian, who was shrouded in the flowing wind, bowed, "Yes, Hierarch."
When only Chen Luoyang was left in the hall, he moved his left arm.
After sealing the "Zhu Rong" for a long time, his arm was still a little heavy and uncomfortable.
After slightly stretching his muscles and bones, Chen Luoyang put down his hand and pondered.
Looking at the life history of the Sword King's second disciple, Xiang Ping, he could not be sure if he had told his fellow disciples about the rusted bronze sword.
According to Wang Jian's style, he would not ask the Sword Pavilion Master for help if he could not figure out the mystery of the rusted bronze sword, let alone Xie Xingmang or Si Huaifei.
But there was still a little risk in this regard. If Wang Jian knew that the rusted bronze sword actually came from the Sword Pavilion, he would inevitably doubt Chen Luoyang's previous statement.
However, if he came again, Great Sect Master Chen wouldn't mind letting him have a taste of his fist technique before seeing his sword technique.
From the depths of Chen Luoyang's heart, the fewer such uncontrollable factors, the better.
Speaking of this, he could not help but think of Ying Qingqing again.
The girl returned with him to the Ancient God Peak, the Main Altar of Evil Religion.
Since returning, Hierarch Chen has been busy quelling the chaos of the Earth Fire. He only ordered Yun Niang and the others to arrange the daily life of the young girl.
With Ying Qingqing's personality, she didn't mind this at all. She seemed to be at ease with the situation.
Chen Luoyang did not forbid her from leaving the Ancient God Peak.
However, the outside world could be said to be in a state of chaos. After the previous experience of being placed under house arrest by the Sixth Prince of the Xia dynasty, Ying Qingqing was in no hurry to leave. She settled down quietly and allowed the host to do as the guest wished.
Silence rested in his room or practiced martial arts for most of the day.
It was orderly and strict, to the point that it made people feel bored.
Chen Luoyang came out of the formation after quelling the underground fire and greeted her. He did not disturb her again. However, every move of the girl was reported to him, the Hierarch, every day.
Although his intuition told him that his opponent was unusual, Chen Luoyang's attention was focused on the battle before him.
He collected his thoughts and pondered over what he had learned in Silence.
As he concentrated, time passed quickly.
Until Chen Luoyang felt something in his heart. His ears twitched slightly, and he heard some voices coming from outside the main hall.
"It's fine if you want to die by challenging the Sword Emperor. However, if you ruin the arrangements of the Hierarch because of this, you can't escape punishment even if you die."
This sounded like the voice of the Head of the White Tiger Hall, Nie Guangyuan.
Based on the content of the voice, the person should be the Envoy of the Right, Wang Fei.
"Don't talk nonsense. At least I am qualified to stand in front of Wang Jian. If it were you, you would have been beheaded in less than three moves!" Wang Fei's voice was loud, but it lacked energy. He even coughed a few times in the second half of his sentence.
Nie Guangyuan's tone was very calm. "I'm fine now. I'm not like someone who overestimated himself and got seriously injured. If it wasn't for someone saving me, I'm afraid I would have been beheaded."
The Fourth Elder, Chai Han's voice sounded at this moment. "If it were Su Ye, she might not have ended up like this."
Wang Fei shouted, "Even if I'm covered in injuries now, I can still pinch you two cowards to death!"
Nie Guangyuan did not reply. He only sneered twice. His meaning was self-evident.
"Everyone, stop talking. We're going to have an audience with the Hierarch. How can you behave like this?" The Envoy of the Left, Xiao Yuntian's voice sounded.
"Fourth Elder, you're flattering me. We know ourselves best. That good-for-nothing brother of mine can't be of great use." Compared to the others, Su Wei's voice was very soft and listless.
The Fourth Elder, Chai Han, said calmly, "I'm just stating the facts. Whether it's the former Hierarch or the current Hierarch, their evaluation of your brother is higher than Wang Fei's."
"Old fart, you don't have to sow discord. As long as Junior Su is loyal to Senior Brother Chen, I can tolerate him." Wang Fei said coldly, "As for you, I think you're really tired of living."
Chai Han was unmoved. "At least I know where I stand. I won't provoke Wang Jian unnecessarily …"
Wang Fei did not speak again.
The crowd had arrived outside the hall.
Everyone quieted down and waited to report to the Hierarch.
After receiving permission from Chen Luoyang, the group entered the hall.
In the hall, Chen Luoyang sat on the high seat. He swept his gaze across the faces of the crowd before him and finally fixed his gaze on Wang Fei.
"Are you injured?" His voice was indiscernible.
Wang Fei smiled awkwardly and said carefully, "Senior Brother, I've injured Wang Jian as well …"
Chen Luoyang looked at him in Silence, his face expressionless.
"I've really injured him …" Wang Fei's voice became softer and softer. "It's just … it's just that his injuries weren't as serious as mine …"
Chen Luoyang's tone was indifferent. "How serious?"
Wang Fei was at a loss for words.
Chen Luoyang's gaze fell on Zhang Tianheng, who had come with Wang Fei and Chai Han.
Zhang Tianheng glanced at Wang Fei and answered, "According to Second Seat's judgment, Wang Jian's meridians were only attacked by Brother Wang's Yang Force of Fire. The effect is limited. If no one interferes with him, he'll be able to expel the remaining fire from his body in no time."
Chen Luoyang looked at Wang Fei and said calmly, "What about you?"
Wang Fei answered honestly, "I need to rest … for a long time … But, Senior Brother, as long as you give the order, no matter where it is, I'll be there immediately …"
Being stared at by Chen Luoyang's seemingly cold, black eyes, he stammered again and his back began to break out in a cold sweat.
Chen Luoyang looked at Wang Fei and complained in his heart.
You're still trying to look impressive at your own cost.
One of them was severely injured, while the other had caught a cold. They weren't on the same level at all.
However, as a direct disciple of the Devil religion, Wang Fei's strength was rare.
If it were Liu Yunzi, Great Master Mingguan, or Wang Qiyi, they would probably be defeated without a chance to fight back if they were to fight the Sword Emperor one on one.
The problem was that Wang Fei's attack was completely worthless. It was a pain in the ass.
After staring at his opponent for a long time, to the point where Wang Fei's legs almost turned to jelly, Chen Luoyang finally said, "Your fighting spirit is commendable."
Wang Fei was delighted to hear this.
However, before he could truly rejoice, Chen Luoyang continued, "Only your fighting spirit is commendable."
Wang Fei's expression immediately turned bitter.
Chen Luoyang said calmly, "It's not a mistake to dare to face a strong enemy head-on. Your mistake is that you lost, and you lost in a humiliating manner."
"Senior Brother is right." Wang Fei hung his head dejectedly.
Chen Luoyang said, "You didn't know your enemy well, and you didn't know yourself well. You've lost face for our religion. Go to the White Tiger Hall and receive your punishment."
Wang Fei's expression turned even more bitter, but he didn't dare to disobey. He could only lower his head and say, "Yes, Senior Brother."
He stole a glance at the White Tiger Hall's First Seat, Nie Guangyuan, who was expressionless.
Wang Fei's heart instantly turned cold.
"As the saying goes, courage comes after knowing shame. From now on, stay in the main altar and focus on practicing martial arts. I'll test you at any time. If you can't pass, you'll have to stay on the mountain," Chen Luoyang said.
Wang Fei hurriedly bowed. "Yes, Senior Brother. I'll definitely work hard and train hard!"
"Go to Su Wei and get a Purple Blood Spirit-Accumulating Pill," Chen Luoyang casually ordered.
The Purple Blood Spirit-Accumulating Pill was the Devil religion's top healing pill.
After the Hierarch fought the Sword Pavilion Master, he took a large amount of Devil religion's healing pills, and this pill was among them.
Otherwise, he probably wouldn't be able to recover in a year and a half.
Wang Fei's anxious heart rose and fell. He heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank you for your grace, Senior Brother!"
Slowly, Chen Luoyang stood up from his seat.
Everyone below the stairs suddenly felt as if a tall mountain had risen from the ground. The pressure was almost suffocating.
"It seems that Wang Jian has forgotten my warning. Did I allow him to stand up for the Taiyi Dao Sect?"
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