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Chapter 26 The Old Man in White Robe

Lu Xiuyuan suddenly looked up in the darkness and found that the owner of the voice was an old man in a white robe. The old man was tall and straight, with deep eyes, like a thousand-year-old tree, standing there, exuding an inviolable majesty.

At this time, the darkness receded like a tide, and Jia Ren seemed to be restrained by invisible constraints. His steps paused, and his palms also hovered in the air, unable to move forward.

Lu Xiuyuan was overjoyed, and a sense of relief surged in his heart. The old man's help temporarily saved him from the disaster. He was grateful to the old man for his timely help. Although he knew nothing about the old man's identity and origin, he had now become his savior.

The old man in white robe looked at Jia Ren who was stopped with a sharp gaze. There was a hint of worry between his brows, as if he had seen some ominous sign.

He said to Jia Ren, "You can't do whatever you want in the Juling Sect. We follow rules here and you can't hurt anyone without permission." His words revealed his respect for the rules, as if reminding Jia Ren not to overstep the line.

Jia Ren frowned, he was bound by an invisible force, his heart was full of regret and anger, but after seeing the old man in white robe, he knew that Lu Xiuyuan would not die today. He originally planned to get rid of Lu Xiuyuan in one step, but he did not expect to be interfered by the old man in white robe.

Jia Ren looked carefully and found that the old man in white robe who rescued Lu Xiuyuan was actually his uncle, the white-haired old man who had successfully refined the Foundation Establishment Pill in the alchemy room just now.

After seeing the old man's face clearly, Jia Ren was unwilling and helpless, but he had to call out respectfully, "Uncle Master, why are you here?"

Jia Ren's eyes rolled around and his heart tightened, knowing that he must not expose the matter of Huanglong Mumuxin in front of everyone.

He quickly thought about how to respond, and stepped forward flatteringly, "Uncle-master, you misunderstood. This man talked back to Master and insulted Grandmaster. He is truly despicable. I cannot ease the hatred in my heart unless I kill him." His voice was full of grievance and regret, as if he was a disciple who was grief-stricken for the sake of the sect's cause.

The old man in white robe frowned slightly as he listened to Jia Ren's explanation. He was not completely convinced by Jia Ren's defense.

The old man said in a deep voice: "The sect's rules do not allow for the casual killing of innocent people. Besides, our Juling Sect has always been committed to benevolence.

If the situation is really as you said, there should be a more appropriate way to deal with it, rather than arbitrary execution. " Jia Ren's face flashed a trace of hesitation. He knew that the old man in white robes was right, but at this time he could not stick to his original intention.

He had no choice but to continue pretending to repent, saying, "Master uncle is right, I was also angry for a moment and went astray. But this person is really a cancer. If we don't get rid of him as soon as possible, I'm afraid that both the sect and the outside world will be affected."

The old man in white robe cast his eyes towards Lu Xiuyuan. Lu Xiuyuan was like a drowning man who suddenly grasped a life-saving straw. He quickly turned to the old man in white robe and said anxiously: "You are slandering me. I have never said anything to contradict your master or insult the sect. You have been misunderstood."

The voice stopped abruptly, because Lu Xiuyuan saw the purple-robed old man sitting there suddenly looked at him with a stern look in his eyes. Lu Xiuyuan's heart suddenly felt infinitely cold, and his throat was blocked by something. His heart was beating wildly, and it was a terrifying feeling he had never experienced before.

In that deep gaze, Lu Xiuyuan felt as if he was exposed in endless darkness. Suddenly, his body seemed to be firmly grasped by an invisible hand, unable to move, and in an inescapable bondage.

A chill immediately crept up Lu Xiuyuan's spine, causing the hair on his body to stand up, as if he were in an endless abyss. Time seemed to have stopped, making Lu Xiuyuan feel that every second was so long.

His heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his chest, and all the nerves in his body seemed to be stretched to the limit. The feeling of helplessness at the mercy of fate made him sink deeply into it, unable to extricate himself.

The old man in purple robe smiled slightly, as if he was mocking Lu Xiuyuan's actions, like a high and mighty judge watching an insignificant passerby coldly. Lu Xiuyuan felt like an ant about to be crushed to death.

Lu Xiuyuan's throat seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, his cheeks turned red and he was almost suffocated.

The old man in white robe said sternly: "Junior brother, that's enough. Don't argue with a mortal. Just let him go." After that, he waved the white robe, and the invisible big hand at Lu Xiuyuan's neck and throat disappeared into thin air.

As the invisible restraints were removed, Lu Xiuyuan seemed to wake up from a nightmare, breathing rapidly and forcefully, his chest heaving.

He felt cold sweat oozing out of his forehead, as if he had just escaped from the scythe of the god of death. The old man in white robes in front of him was like a savior, leading him to escape from the threat of ghosts.

Lu Xiuyuan breathed in deep breaths of fresh air as if he were reborn. The order from the old man in white robe was like a sudden salvation, pulling Lu Xiuyuan back from the edge of a cliff and back to a safe area.

Lu Xiuyuan looked at the old man in white robe with gratitude, and with the remaining strength he had, he clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you for saving me, senior. I am very grateful. I don't know your name, but I will repay you in the future."

The old man in white robe said: "Just say you are fine. I am Li Yu'an, the second elder of Juling Sect. You can also call me by my Taoist name Xuanmiaozi."

Lu Xiuyuan immediately said, "Thank you for saving me, Senior Xuanjizi. I will repay you in the future." Xuanmiaozi waved his hands and said, "No, no, you are just a mortal, how can you repay me? Just live well, isn't that right, Junior Brother?"

The purple-robed Taoist priest had to speak up at this time: "Yes, Senior Brother, let him live well."

Then, the purple-robed Taoist changed the subject and said, "Brother, how do you know this person is a mortal? Isn't he an immortal cultivator who has concealed his aura, or a spy sent by another sect?"

After saying that, the purple-robed Taoist priest Xuanhuanzi instantly flashed in front of Lu Xiuyuan and lifted Lu Xiuyuan up with his dry hands.

Lu Xiuyuan felt like a helpless chicken being picked up, and looked at the purple-robed old man's face nervously. There was a sharp cold light in the purple-robed old man's eyes, as if he wanted to see through everything from Lu Xiuyuan's eyes.

Lu Xiuyuan's body was lifted off the ground and he was completely unable to move, as if he was trapped like a beast.

"Brother, this person is very suspicious. We can't take it lightly." The old man in purple robe looked deeply at the old man in white robe, and his words revealed a firmness.

His hands continued to exert force, lifting Lu Xiuyuan's body higher, and sneered, "Who are you? Tell me quickly, don't let me get serious."

Lu Xiuyuan was lifted up high, and the surrounding atmosphere was shrouded in silence, as if the entire room was immersed in the judgment of the purple-robed old man.

He tried to respond: "I am a mortal, just passing by here, and I have no ill intentions." There was a hint of helplessness in his words, because he knew that the purple-robed Taoist Xuanhuanzi would definitely not let him go easily.

The old man in white robe frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with the action of the old man in purple robe. He said calmly: "Xuan Huanzi, put him down." The old man in white robe had a calm voice, but it carried an unquestionable authority, which made people feel a kind of superior majesty.

The old man in purple robe hesitated for a moment, and finally let Lu Xiuyuan go, but his eyes were still sharp, as if warning Lu Xiuyuan not to have any random thoughts, especially not to tell the secrets he knew.

Lu Xiuyuan stood up with difficulty, straightened his body, and wiped his clothes awkwardly.