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Chapter 87 - Advanced Memory Loss Technique

Although Guo Fan seemed very picky, he knew what he should do. He controlled his voice and only talked to the people around him. When those people finished talking, he pretended to be ridiculed and retorted angrily.

As long as he successfully instigated a few people, he would be able to leave this place safely.

Under the disguise of a dream bubble, as long as he was not carefully examined with the Spiritual Energy, this distance would not be easily discovered.

The most important thing was that it was reasonable and reasonable. Even if it seemed like no one would give up on taking advantage of him, however, when the forest was big, there were all kinds of birds. When the word Great Dao was mentioned, the others should understand that Guo Fan was playing the role of a fool who focused on cultivation.

A suitable disposition would choose a suitable cultivation technique, and the disposition would also be affected by the cultivation technique. It wasn't strange for such a person to exist.

In fact, it was quite common.

For example, the chief disciple of the Honed Reaver Sword Sect in front of him…

“I am the chief disciple of the Honed Reaver Sword Sect, Luo Shun. I would like to ask the young master of the Profound Yin Family to give an explanation to all the cultivators here. There are some things that cannot be bought with money, and they will never be moved by money.”

Luo Shun said with a righteous look in his eyes, “The sects and families in the upper echelons must not bully the ordinary sects and cultivators, and they must not develop the idea that they will forget their own interests. Otherwise, what is the difference between good and evil? If they can't cultivate their heart, how can they be called Immortal Cultivators? Now that you have exchanged fifty Soul jewels for their recognition of the destruction of the order in their hearts, the Sun Demon Cult will be able to exchange five hundred Soul jewels for their betrayal! If this continues, the world will be in danger!”

Guo Fan was no longer the center of attention. After all, he was just a poor cultivator with no name. How could he be as good as the fierce conflict between the Honed Reaver Sword Sect's chief disciple and Profound Yin Young Lord?

Luo Shun was a famous rookie in the Sword Dao, and the Honed Reaver Sword Sect was not a small sect without a name.

Other than the Soaring Wisdom Sect, Blistook Pavilion, Rotten River Tower, Twin Ridge Temple and the three great families, these were the first tier of cultivation sects.

Although the Honed Reaver Sword Sect was not a huge sect, it was still a big sect in the eyes of ordinary cultivators.

After all, it had been so many years since the strongest combat force in Blistook Pavilion was killed. It required extraordinary strength to do so.

His words were more than a hundred times sharper than Guo Fan's. It had directly risen to the level of the world.

Those who had taken the Soul jewels looked at each other in dismay. The expressions on their faces weren't very good.

Although Luo Shun had pointed the spearhead at Xun Yimu's actions in the end, and reprimanded her for taking the initiative to lower the moral standards of the Immortal Cultivators. But this did not mean that these Immortal Cultivators were also people with weak willpower. Would they be easily pulled down?

Guo Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If this Luo Shun were to be put in the modern world, he would be a great leverage.

It was the same kind of extreme paragon who jumped out to argue with both sides. If both sides offended each other, both sides wouldn't please each other.

However, Luo Shun's words were still very consistent with the characteristics of the Honed Reaver Sword Sect.

[Thought as a sword, cut down all injustice]

He paid more attention to his cultivation and had a sharp spirit in his heart. He couldn't bear to see all injustice happening, and this was the situation that had developed.

Actually, he wasn't helping these cultivators speak up, but explaining the Sword Dao theories of the Honed Reaver Sword Sect.

The guards at the entrance were also in a dilemma. Neither side of the Honed Reaver Sword Sect nor the Profound Yin Family could be persuaded by them. So, they had no choice but to stay put and maintain order, and secretly inform the people in the city to inform the City Lord.

In the silence, the atmosphere was very tense.

In the carriage, the young girl sitting on the snow-white blanket was as delicate and beautiful as fragile porcelain. Her pitch-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and she wore a luxurious garnet dress. A thin veil covered her body, and a jade pendant with a spice bag hung from her waist. Her skirt spread out like flower petals. The cinnabar spot between her eyebrows seemed to be emitting a faint halo.

In stark contrast to her gorgeous clothes and exquisite appearance, her sickly pale skin color. Under her almost transparent snow-white skin, there were some green veins, and her slender figure seemed even more petite under layers of clothing. Her eyes were as calm as a deep pool.

In the middle of the carriage, there was a compass shadow that was carved with the pattern of gods and ghosts. Above it was the projection of the constellation, and the star orbit changed. With a star in the center as the center, it almost coincided with the center of Taiji.

The girl frowned slightly and murmured, “The Godspan Ghost can't be wrong. He must be here. The one who took the lead just now was suspicious… but his aura wasn't right, his cultivation level wasn't right, and he even had a younger sister with him. Moreover, such an obvious and reckless action didn't seem like something he would do. Luo Shun wouldn't either. Could it be that he is still hiding in the crowd…”

There was no reaction after sensing for a while. Unless he got closer, he would be able to use an arcane skill to break through the cover and lock onto the target.

Luo Shun's voice came from outside again.

The girl frowned even deeper, and her eyes became deeper and deeper. “This Luo Shun… The Honed Reaver Sword Sect really lives up to its reputation, and it's really annoying.”

In this chaotic situation, many people had already left. The time limit of the Divine Disc Ghost Calculating was almost up, and the shadow was swaying like a candle that was about to go out.

“Damn it, it's so close.”

Xun Yimu bit her lips unwillingly and waved her hand to disperse the compass. She took a deep breath and suppressed her agitated mood.

Since they had arrived at Night's Fall Sword City, they must have something to do. It was impossible for them to leave immediately.

Although she didn't know why she had to hide from her, as long as she was sure that he was in Night's Fall Sword City, there would be a way to find him sooner or later.

The young girl transmitted her voice to Xuegang.

Xuegang's expression changed outside the car. She curled her lips and revealed a polite smile, “My young master feels that the compensation just now was indeed lacking…”

Luo Shun was stunned. He thought that it would take a long time to convince the other party, or he would be like the senior in the past who returned empty handed. He did not expect it to be so easy. He was delighted in his heart.

Xuegang continued, “Fifty Soul jewels is not enough sincerity. Change it to five hundred Soul jewels. The one that just received it, please come over. I hope everyone forget about the unhappy events that happened just now.”

“……”

“……”

“……”

Almost all of them turned around and praised the Profound Yin Family for being generous and outstanding, and for showing compassion to low level cultivators.

It was comparable to a high level amnesia technique.

Luo Shun's expression was dull. He looked at those people who were filled with righteous indignation just now and were beaming with joy. He began to doubt the world in his heart.

How could it be like this…

Could it be that what his master said was false? Even in the quagmire, there are dreams of looking up to the sky. Could it be that none of them exist?

Didn't they say there would be some things that would not be changed?

Xuegang snorted and put her hands on her hips, “Now we use five hundred Soul jewels to exchange for their recognition in their hearts. The Devil Cult would not give each person five thousand Soul jewels to let these Qi Cultivation Foundation Establishment cultivators seek refuge, right? What's more, what righteousness do you mean by a few kilograms of Soul jewels? If you can't even live, who would want your morality?”

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