Fairy way

Zheng Qipeng seldom finds Lin Xi for things.

Most of the time is spent studying golems.

Now that he has sent so many communication symbols to contact Lin Xi, there must be something serious.

Lin Xi didn't even bother to look at what was written on it, and immediately raised the Lihen Sword, and ordered the purple-scaled snake: "Help me guard the cave."

"Yes, master... master." The purple scaled snake tried hard to adapt to its new identity.

Lin Xi went away with the sword.

The speed of the foundation-building cultivator's sword is already astonishingly fast, and he can fly hundreds of miles in an hour. In just a moment, Lin Xi passed through several fairy mountains and came to the outer gate.

He soon came to Zheng Qipeng's courtyard.

Zheng Qipeng's small courtyard is still full of mechanical feeling as before, white steam is continuously ejected from strangely shaped pipes, and the white tower in the east is mottled and full of metal texture.

But at this moment Lin Xi was a little surprised.

Because there were many disciples gathered around the gate of Zheng Qipeng's small courtyard.

Not only the outer disciples, but also many inner disciples, and even a few Foundation Establishment monks, totaling five or sixty people.

really weird.

Because of Zheng Qipeng's withdrawn personality, his front door has always been neglected.

Why are there so many guests here all of a sudden?

These disciples were agitated and didn't know what was wrong.

When Lin Xi walked in and listened, he heard the abuse of a group of disciples.

"Puppet monster, get out of here for us."

"Scumbag, pay back my hard-earned money."

"Either hand over the puppet, or refund the money, you have the guts to be a shrinking turtle."

"You're not human, you won't show up if you lie to me with all your belongings."

"It's so shameless, so shameless, do you dare to close the restriction outside the door?!"

"If you don't come out again, I will report to the sect. Come out quickly."

"We won't leave if you don't pay back the money. We will come back every day. You have [-] guards with golden armour, which is amazing and you can build a foundation on par. But every time I come here to splash red paint, I'll see what you do."

A dignified disciple of the Qingyun Sect, who even figured out the method of splashing red paint, must have been forced into something.

Lin Xi frowned, squeezed into the crowd and asked, "What happened?"

The person being questioned turned his head a little dissatisfied. He was about to curse at Xiang, but when he felt Lin Xi's foundation-building aura, he faltered and replied honestly, "He owes us money."

"Huh? How is it possible?" Lin Xi replied subconsciously.

He gave Zheng Qipeng a lot of money.

The other party has no reason to borrow money.

And with Zheng Qipeng's temperament, he doesn't even bother to borrow money.

The disciple was anxious: "How is that impossible? He promised to sell the puppet to us, but he refused to give the puppet after collecting the money, and even blocked everyone from the yard."

"There is such a thing?" Lin Xi instinctively didn't believe it.

Zheng Qipeng's puppets are too expensive to sell, even though everyone thinks they are very good, they are not willing to buy them.

How come a lot of people who bought puppets suddenly appeared.

"How much did you pay for the puppet?" Lin Xi asked again.

The disciple reported the number.

Lin Xi suddenly understood.

The price these disciples paid for puppets was only one-third of the usual price, or even lower. No wonder so many people were "deceived" all of a sudden.

What the hell is Zheng Qipeng doing?

I just need money and wait for my reply.

How much money can you cheat these disciples.

At best, hundreds of thousands of spirit stones.

Because Zheng Qipeng gave all the puppets to Lin Xi, and he was busy making puppets with promotion potential, of course he didn't make new puppets to sell.

Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Lin Xi could only stand up: "Everyone, be quiet, be quiet."

Lin Xi released the coercion of foundation establishment.

All of the qi refining disciples shut up all of a sudden.

The scene fell silent.

But those Foundation Establishment disciples were a little annoyed.

"Who are you?" A Foundation Establishment disciple questioned, "Why should you keep us quiet?"

Lin Xi said lightly, "My name is Lin Xi."

Lin Xi?

Several Foundation Establishment disciples thought about it for a while, and seemed to have heard of this name before.

It seems to be quite famous in the inner court recently.

"I don't know Lin Xi. I only know that this bastard cheated me of [-] spirit stones." A foundation cultivator gritted his teeth and shouted, wanting to rush into the small courtyard on the spot.

It's a pity that there is a prohibition in the small courtyard that can kill and injure the foundation cultivator, so he dare not trespass.

Lin Xi's eyes were slightly cold: "I will let you be quiet."

With a thought, a small blood-colored invisible sword instantly condensed, and the sense of desolation and sadness permeated, and the mournful cicadas could even be heard vaguely.

hum!

When the Foundation Establishment disciple heard Lin Xi scolding him, he immediately became furious, but when he was about to speak, he felt a sharp blade pressed between his eyebrows, making his hair stand on end.

As long as he gets closer by half an inch, his soul will definitely be broken.

So fast!

It was too fast, so fast that he couldn't react at all.

Obviously they are all at the beginning stage of foundation building, why can't I even react to the opponent's attack?

So weird.

The Foundation Establishment disciple shuddered, and suddenly dared not speak.

"I remembered, it was Lin Xi, Lin Xi who single-handedly slaughtered ten foundation-building cultivators and ten foundation-building monsters in Xuanyun Palace three months ago." A disciple said suddenly.

The crowd reacted at once.

After all, this matter is indeed a big deal.

"And it seems that he has become a candidate for a true disciple." Someone whispered.

"Really, it's so powerful."

"Only in the early stage of foundation establishment, he has become a candidate for the true disciple. Not to mention unprecedented, but it is indeed rare."

Lin Xi's fame is still very useful.

After knowing Lin Xi's identity, none of these people dared to mess around.

"Zheng Qipeng owes you money?" Lin Xi asked.

Everyone nodded hurriedly.

Lin Xi said: "Don't worry, he cheated you so many spirit stones, I gave them for him, don't make noise here."

Of course the disciples wished this was the case.

It would be great to get back the spirit stone.

Lin Xi said slowly: "Come on, line up one by one. He will come to me to get as many spirit stones as he cheated of you. Be honest and don't make random reports."

The name of the shadow man of the tree.

Nobody wants to annoy a true pass candidate.

All of them stepped forward obediently and took away their own spirit stones.

After dismissing these disciples, Lin Xi walked into the small courtyard with some dissatisfaction.

The restriction in the small courtyard was not activated because Lin Xi's breath was detected.

Lin Xi walked into the small courtyard, and the small courtyard was still the same, filled with the smell of metal ore, blood ink, sweat, alcohol and other messy smells.

Among a large pile of scattered puppet materials, a downcast middle-aged man lay in the middle, sound asleep, holding a pot of spiritual wine in his left hand, full of spiritual energy, but there was no drop left, and he was holding a grinding tool in his right hand and refused to let go.

Beside him, a blood-black humanoid puppet has gradually taken shape, wearing a helmet without any appearance, the majestic armor looks slightly hideous, and a mysterious orb glowing with light blue light is inlaid on the chest.

Almost finished.