Jin Ling sat up suddenly and shouted, "Uncle!"

Jiang Cheng glanced over and said coldly: "Call! You know to call me now, why were you running away before!"

After saying that, he turned his gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, towards Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji. Before the two groups of eyes met, Su She had already used his sword Nanping to support himself and struggled to stand up, stabbing at Jiang Cheng. Before Jiang Cheng could make a move, a few dogs barked, and the fairy flew in from outside the temple like a flying fish, and pounced directly at Su She. When Wei Wuxian heard the dog barking, his hair stood on end, and he shrank into Lan Wangji's arms, and said in fear: "Lan Zhan!"

Lan Wangji had already consciously embraced him and replied, "I'm here!"

Wei WuXian said: “Hold me!”

Lan Wangji said, “Hold on!”

Wei WuXian added: “Hold me tight!”

Lan Wangji also said: "Hold tight!"

Without looking at the screen, just listening to the sound, Jiang Cheng's facial muscles and mouth corners twitched. Originally, he seemed to want to look over there, but now he completely controlled his neck. Just then, several monks and cultivators rushed out from the back of the temple with swords. Jiang Cheng sneered, waved his right hand, and danced a dazzling purple rainbow in the Guanyin Temple. Everyone who was touched by the purple rainbow was knocked away, and the oil-paper umbrella was still firmly supported in his left hand. After the temple was in chaos and he was still trembling as if he had been electrified, Jiang Cheng put away the umbrella. Su She was entangled by the black-maned spirit dog and roared non-stop. Jin Ling shouted from the side: "Fairy! Be careful! Fairy, bite him! Bite his hand!"

Lan Xichen shouted, “Sect Master Jiang, be careful of the sound of the piano!”

Before he finished speaking, a few melodious sounds of piano music came from behind the Guanyin Temple. However, Jiang Cheng had already suffered a loss from this evil music once in the mass grave, so he was naturally very alert. When the sound of the strings just came out, he kicked the ground and picked up a monk's fallen long sword with his toes. He threw away the paper umbrella with his left hand and held the sword. With his right hand, he drew the three poisons from his waist, and held a sword in each hand, and suddenly crossed them.

The two swords rubbed against each other, making an extremely sharp and piercing noise, which drowned out the sound of Jin Guangyao's piano.

A very effective way to crack the code! However, there is only one drawback - the sound is really unpleasant!

It was so unpleasant that it seemed as if the ears were about to be pierced by this terrible noise. For Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji, who were from the Gusu Lan Clan, it was even more intolerable, and they both frowned slightly. But Lan Wangji was hugging Wei Wuxian dutifully and could not cover his ears, so Wei Wuxian reached out to cover his ears while trembling at the dog's barking.

Jiang Cheng had a hard face, holding the sword in both hands, making this kind of depressing and ear-breaking devilish sound while forcing his way to the back of the palace. But before he could kill him, Jin Guangyao came out by himself, covering his ears as he walked, saying: "Master Jiang, I have to admit that your move is more lethal than mine."

Jiang Cheng threw a purple lightning bolt at him, and Jin Guangyao dodged and asked, "Sect Master Jiang! How did you get here?"

Jiang Cheng did not say much to him. Jin Guangyao's spiritual power was not as strong as his, so he did not dare to face him head-on. He could only dodge flexibly and let his subordinates besiege Jiang Cheng. He said calmly: "Is it because A Ling ran around and you chased him to find this place? The fairy must have led you the way. Alas, it was clearly me who gave the spiritual dog, but you didn't even give me the slightest respect."

Wei Wuxian was held tightly by Lan Wangji. He was no longer so scared when hearing the dog barking. He was able to think. Seeing Jin Guangyao fighting with others while rolling his eyes and smiling non-stop, he thought of someone and whispered, "He is really on the same path as Xue Yang."

Lan Wangji did not respond. Wei Wuxian did not hear his answer, so he looked up and saw that he was still covering Lan Wangji's ears. Lan Wangji did not hear him at all, so no wonder he did not respond. He quickly let go. At this time, Jin Guangyao suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile: "Master Jiang, what's wrong with you? Since just now, you have been avoiding looking over there. Is there something over there?"

Jiang Cheng said: "You are the Immortal Supervisor after all, if you want to fight, just fight, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Jin Guangyao said again: "Still hiding? There's nothing over there. That's your senior brother. Did you really chase A Ling and find this place?"

Jiang Cheng said: "What else?! Who else can I look for?!"

Lan Xichen said: “Don’t answer him!”

Jin Guangyao was good at sweet talk. As soon as Jiang Cheng started talking to him, he would be distracted and his emotions would be aroused. Jin Guangyao said, "Well, Mr. Wei, did you see that? Your junior brother didn't come to see you. He didn't even want to look at you."

Wei WuXian laughed and said, “That’s strange. It’s not the first day that Sect Master Jiang has treated me like this. Do you really need to remind me?”

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's mouth twisted slightly, and the veins on the back of his hand holding Zidian bulged. Jin Guangyao turned to him again and sighed, "Master Jiang, you see, being your senior brother is really not easy."

Hearing Jin Guangyao constantly bringing up the topic with him, Wei Wuxian became alert. Jiang Cheng retorted, “Master Jin, isn’t it even harder to be your sworn brother?”

Jin Guangyao didn't care if Jiang Cheng was listening to him or not, and said, "Master Jiang, I heard that you caused a big commotion in the Lotus Pier yesterday for no reason. You ran around with the sword that the Yiling Patriarch used before, and asked everyone you met to take it away."

Jiang Cheng's expression instantly became extremely terrifying.

Wei Wuxian suddenly sat up from Lan Wangji's arms, his heartbeat suddenly stopped, and a voice in his head said, "My sword? You mean whatever? Didn't I throw it to Wen Ning? No, I haven't seen him holding it from yesterday to today... How did it fall into Jiang Cheng's hands?! Why did Jiang Cheng want someone else to pull out the sword?! Did he pull it out himself?"

Lan Wangji reached out and stroked his back twice, and Wei Wuxian calmed down a little. Seeing Jiang Cheng suddenly silent, Jin Guangyao's eyes lit up and said, "I heard that no one can pull out the sword, but you pulled it out yourself. This is strange. As early as thirteen years ago when I collected this sword, it was sealed. Except for the Yiling Patriarch himself, no one else can pull it out..."

Jiang Cheng summoned Zi Dian and San Du together and shouted angrily, "Shut up!"

Jin Guangyao continued to talk with a smile: "Then I remembered that Master Wei was really reckless and frivolous back then. He never brought his sword with him anywhere, and he always found different excuses. I always thought it was very strange. What do you think?"

Jiang Cheng roared, "What on earth do you want to say?!"

Jin Guangyao raised his voice and said, "Master Jiang, you are really amazing. You are the youngest patriarch, and you rebuilt the Yunmeng Jiang Clan by yourself. I admire you very much. But I remember that you were never as good as Mr. Wei in the past. Can I ask how you managed to make a comeback after the Sun Shooting Campaign? Did you take any magical elixir?"

He pronounced the word "golden elixir" clearly and sharply. Jiang Cheng's facial features were almost out of place, and the purple lightning also emitted a dangerous white light. With his mind in chaos, there was a flaw in his movements.

Jin Guangyao was waiting for this flaw, and threw out the long-hidden string. Jiang Cheng immediately recovered and attacked, and the purple lightning and the string were entangled together. Jin Guangyao felt his palm go numb and immediately withdrew his hand. However, he chuckled and swung out another string with his left hand, attacking Wei Wuxian!

Jiang Cheng's pupils suddenly shrank to a point, and he turned the purple lightning to cut the string. But Jin Ling cried out in a lost voice: "Uncle, be careful!"

Jin Guangyao took the opportunity to pull out the sword that had been wrapped around his waist and stabbed it into Jiang Cheng's heart!

Jiang Cheng covered his chest with a sullen face. Blood gushed out from between his fingers, quickly soaking the clothes on his chest into a purple-black color. After the purple lightning intercepted the string, it instantly turned back into the silver ring and put it back on his hand. When the owner loses too much blood or is seriously injured, the spiritual weapon will consciously restore to the state with the least loss. Taking this opportunity, Jin Guangyao rushed forward, sealed his spiritual veins twice, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his soft sword clean, and wrapped it back around his waist.

Jin Ling had already rushed over to support Jiang Cheng. Lan Xichen sighed, “Don’t move. Help him sit down slowly.”