Chapter 117 Fanatic sect, kill!

Hearing Lin Bei's question, Shamil was startled, then he cast a vigilant look at Lin Bei, and carefully examined the child in front of him who looked only five or six years old from head to toe.

"Supreme Heavenly Buddha, you actually know about the Seven-Colored Divine Lotus? I wonder why the donor wants to know about this?"

Lin Bei's smart eyes rolled slightly, thinking to himself that he must not reveal the matter of the Soul-Nourishing Jade. Then he suddenly had an idea and said nonsense: "Oh, when I first arrived, I heard others mention this flower. The description was very mysterious and fantastic, which aroused my curiosity. So I wanted to see its true appearance. There is no other intention."

Shamil nodded slightly to show his understanding, and then said, "I see... However, this seven-colored divine lotus is the sacred object of the Jialan Sect. Ordinary people rarely have the opportunity to see it. Even a disciple with rich experience like me only had the opportunity to see it once ten years ago."

When Lin Bei heard this, he was really shocked and couldn't help but yelled, "That doesn't mean... uh, no, how can I... uh, see him?"

As soon as he said this, Lin Bei felt that something was wrong and quickly changed his words.

Seeing this, Shamil immediately became more alert and stared at Lin Bei with suspicion.

But the other party was young and ignorant, and had not experienced much of the world. So after careful consideration, Shamil finally relaxed his guard and said slowly: "Well, this can be said to be as difficult as ascending to heaven. If you really want to witness miracles with your own eyes, then in my opinion, you might as well join the outer courtyard first and practice the supreme and extraordinary Heavenly Buddha Road with us!"

"Haha, no problem!" Lin Bei's mouth curled up into an arc that seemed like a smile, and his face clearly revealed an expression of "Do you think I will believe your nonsense? Do you think I am a fool?" But he still responded casually twice.

Then, he suddenly had an idea and thought of a way to get out of this situation, so he pretended to ask casually, "Oh, by the way, I'm a little urgent now, and I want to find a suitable place to relieve myself and drain some water. I wonder if there is any convenient place here?"

In fact, Lin Bei was secretly thinking about how to take advantage of this opportunity to slip away.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Shamil suddenly became extremely excited, ran away like a gust of wind, and came back in the blink of an eye with a small and exquisite basin in his hand.

He looked at Lin Bei with expectation and shouted enthusiastically: "Please give us the sweet and clear holy water! From now on, we are brothers and sisters who are as close as a family!" Obviously, Shamil already regarded Lin Bei as his favorite student who was about to enter the outer courtyard.

"Oh my god..." Lin Bei was caught off guard and stunned by the scene before him.

What he didn't expect was that in an instant, a large group of people gathered around him. They gathered around him, their eyes wide open like two copper bells, emitting a wise and profound light, and stared at him closely.

At this moment, Lin Bei couldn't help but curse in his heart: "What on earth is this Galan Sect doing... Why is it so shady and inexplicable?"

Lin Bei was too lazy to talk to these people, so he stood up from his seat, turned around and walked out the door. However, before he could take a few steps, he saw two figures flash by like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they stood firmly behind the door, blocking his way.

Judging from the posture, he obviously didn't want Lin Bei to get away easily.

Upon seeing this, Shamil rushed forward in two steps and advised earnestly: "My dear donor, this is a moment of supreme honor! Today is the day when you enter our outer gate. It is such a grand event, and it is just right for you to celebrate the reunion with us fellow disciples!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lin Bei's heart was suddenly filled with anger. Unable to bear it any longer, he stretched out his hand and pushed Shamil, causing him to stagger back several steps.

Then, without even turning back, he strode straight towards the door.

"Stop him for me! Don't let him go!" The manager shouted at the top of his voice when he saw the situation was not good.

Shamil also showed some displeasure on his face, and he immediately shouted: "This person is determined not to submit to our sect, maybe he is an enemy spy! Just now he even asked us about the Seven-Colored Divine Lotus!"

At first, Shamil mistakenly thought that Lin Bei was interested in joining the Galan sect, so he patiently answered his questions.

Unexpectedly, seeing Lin Bei's bad and rude attitude, he turned hostile on the spot without mercy.

"If they are not of my sect, their hearts must be different. Come on, catch this spy first!" The manager's face changed immediately. Seeing these people blocking his way, Lin Bei couldn't help but feel a little funny.

There is no need to look closely, just relying on keen intuition to know that these people are not true martial arts masters.

Because from the weak aura emanating from them, it can be concluded that they are all weak. At this time and place, Lin Bei no longer intends to continue pretending, but shows his powerful power at the pinnacle without hesitation.

In an instant, a powerful and majestic mysterious energy gushed out from Lin Bei's body like a volcanic eruption.

Since entering the peak state, the jade that nourishes the soul has stopped absorbing the mysterious energy, so Lin Bei's cultivation speed has made great progress. With the innate talent of the Tao body, his cultivation path is unobstructed and there is no bottleneck at all. Therefore, it is very appropriate to describe Lin Bei's current progress in cultivation with words like "changing with each passing day" or "making rapid progress".

After witnessing Lin Bei suddenly display such amazing strength, the manager and Shamil's faces instantly became extremely ugly, but they regained their composure in the blink of an eye.

The steward snorted coldly and said through gritted teeth, "Hmph, no wonder this immature kid dared to trespass into our holy land. It turns out he is quite capable! Family members, come on together!"

Following the steward's angry shout, several fanatical believers immediately pounced on Lin Bei like hungry tigers.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

However, facing Lin Bei's threat, those fanatical believers acted as if they didn't hear it and still rushed over frantically.

"court death!"

Lin Bei frowned and threw a punch.

Rumble!
A punch carrying mysterious energy suddenly erupted with a fierce shock wave.

Boom!

As those people flew backwards, even a hole was blasted in the wall behind them.

Needless to say, those people were blown to pieces.

"What?" The manager was shocked, but soon more people came forward to attack Lin Bei.

Lin Bei was moved by such fearless momentum.

"Damn it, then I'll keep killing!"

Another punch was thrown, and the entire hall was almost collapsed.

At this moment, Shamir also went crazy.

"For the Supreme Buddha, charge!"

He raised his arms high, strode backward, and shouted slogans loudly.

(End of this chapter)