Chapter 4317: Siege

Chapter 4317
"Thank you Peak Master, my disciple says goodbye!"
The two walked out of the forbidden area and hurriedly bid farewell.
Ge Tianfan returned to the main hall, immediately convened the elders' meeting to inquire about the deacon's movements, and began to purge the house with thunder!
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As a martial arts force with a long heritage, Tianrenfeng has a large territory and many industries and resources around it.
The remote Changling Valley is one of them.
There is a silver gang ore vein, and the silver gang stone produced is a commonly used refining material.
It's just that this mineral vein is small in scale and poor in output, and it is of no importance among the various industries of Tianyifeng, large and small, and it is considered a marginal existence.
But for some people who are driven by profit, no matter how small an industry is, it is a fat sheep, and a few drops of oil and water can always be squeezed from the fingers.
Bang!
In a stone temple deep in Changling Valley, a fat steward in a yellow brocade slapped the stone table in front of him with a slap, and the eight-character Hu shook slightly, and a sneer swept across his mouth.
On the seats on the left and right sides of his hand, several middle-aged warriors looked contemptuously at the old man standing in the hall.
"Well the clock! What are you? I warned you for the last time: Don't look at what you shouldn't, don't ask if you shouldn't ask, don't care if you shouldn't care!"
"Do you think you are still the deacon of the outer gate? Do you think you still have a chance to return to the sect? Hmph, don't dream!"
"Open your eyes to Lao Tzu to see clearly, what is this place? This is Changling Valley!"
"A good deacon is improper, and I have to offend Ye Tianjiao, your old thing is really flooded!"
"The sect has demoted you here. It is already the most merciful not to deprive you of your name as a deacon. Don't want to go back in your life!"
"You have to dare to say a word about what you see, I will let you die without a place to bury!"
"get out!"
Huangpao manager and his men kept caring, and there was a bitter killing intent faintly floating in the stone palace.
Wen Zhong's eyelids twitched, his face felt like frost, and his fists clenched tightly.
It is undeniable that Tianbian Peak has a long heritage, and over time the elders and disciples will inevitably have some private exchanges of interests.
This is commonplace, and it can be regarded as human nature.
Before he was demoted to Changling Valley, he was mentally prepared.
But he didn't expect to come here for less than a month, but he saw so many shocking things!
A group of people headed by Huang Pao Fat Manager colluded with outsiders.
At first, he only thought it was accidental and accidental, and didn't want these people to be stunned, not cover up these things at all, and even wanted to drag him into the water.
After being rejected by him, he actually began to insult and squeeze out, so that today he blatantly threatened and shouted.
All sorts of methods have reached the point of being frantic, and all the chaos really made him angry, and he was angry!
"Do you have the trust of the sect by doing this? Are you not afraid of sanctions by the sect if you act so recklessly?"
Wen Zhong gritted his teeth angrily, extremely angry.
"presumptuous!"
"Bold!"
"Asshole!"
"Damn old thing, I think you are shameless!"
Whoosh...pop!
The fat steward shook himself up, slapped Wen Zhong's face with a slap.
Following his shot, several other people rushed up and beat Wen Zhong.
Wen Zhong's double fists were hard to beat with four hands. After a violent beating, he was already bruised and unable to resist.
"Damn old thing!"
"Dare to say one more next time, slaughter you and throw you into the mountains to feed the monsters!"
"roll!"
Everyone gritted their teeth and cursed, they were about to kick Wen Zhong out of the stone temple.
At this moment, a guard suddenly broke into the hall.
"Report! Master in charge, Zongmen...coming!"
"Come from the sect?"
"Who is here?"
Everyone frowned and looked at each other, not knowing why.
The sect always didn't bother much about the affairs of Changlinggu.
A month ago, when Wen Zhong was demoted, a few disciples who were transporting silver gang stones were brought over.
Why is there another person from the sect?
"After the people enter the valley, go straight to the stone hall. The little one... hasn't had time to ask!" The guard stammered, looking very nervous.
Everyone's faces sank, and angrily rose!
"Damn it! It must be this old undead who leaked our secrets and attracted investigation by the sect!"
"Damn it! I killed you!"
Everyone couldn't help but suspect that it was a whistleblower who heard the bell, and a momentary murderous aura filled the stone palace.
At this moment, the figure flickered in front of the temple, and an old man in luxurious clothes walked in.
The old man's majestic gaze swept over the old man who was sitting on the ground with a disturbed breath, his brows couldn't help but frowned!
"Where is Deacon Wen, who is in charge here?"
Everyone frowned when they heard this, but they were a little confused, because they had never seen this person.
But when they turned their heads to look at the fat steward, what they saw was a shocked face!
"Three...three elders!" The corners of the fat pipe's mouth twitched, his face very ugly.
"what?"
"Three Elders?"
Hiss!
Everyone's complexion changed drastically, and couldn't help but take a breath!
This old man turned out to be the third elder of the sect?
"The third elder...I am Wen Zhong!"
Wen Zhong struggled to get up, salute the three elders embarrassedly, and took out the identity token and handed it up.
He was also a little strange about the arrival of the three elders.
"You just smell the clock? It makes no sense!"
boom!
The three elders' expressions became furious, and the powerful aura suddenly swayed, and they were shocked to hear that the faces of Zhong and Fat Guanchang changed!
Fat Guan Shi and others looked at each other, but they were mixed in their hearts, and couldn't help but talk about Spirit Power Transmission.
"Sir, why are the three elders so furious? Is it because you have any opinion on Wen Zhong?"
"It's hard to tell! But I have heard some rumors. It is said that the Third Elders value Ye Tianjiao very much. Is it possible that he came this time specifically to punish Wen Zhong, an old thing who is not long-sighted?"
"Hi! It's really possible to say that!"
"Okay! It's so good, there's a good show to watch now!"
"Hahahaha!"
The crowd laughed slyly, as if they had seen the three elders furiously attacking Wen Zhong on the spot.
If this is the case, even if Wen Zhong holds the evidence in his hand, he might not be able to threaten them.
Fat Manager was a little puzzled.
Ordinarily, with Wen Zhong's weight as the demoted elder, he would not alarm the Third Elder. This matter is obviously somewhat suspicious.
Although he was suspicious, he quickly stepped forward and made a smile.
"The three elders came here, so I didn't order anyone to pass it on, so my subordinates should greet me in advance!"
The third elder smiled coldly: "If the old man informs in advance, I'm afraid I won't see the good show here, right?"
"Oh! The subordinates neglected their duties, let the third elder laugh!" The fat manager gave a wry smile, his face full of "self-blame".
"It's all because of subordinates' inadequate discipline. After Wen Zhong came here, he still couldn't let go of the deacon of the sect. He ignored the arrangements and persuasion of the villain. Obviously he was not sincerely regretful. He even fabricated evidence and threatened It is really unpredictable to report me to the sect!"