After clearing the suspicion on his body, Su Jin no longer wanted to stay here to play with them.

It’s not a bloody hatred. Not to mention whether it’s generous or not, it feels a bit unworthy just by focusing on it, let alone continuing to dig deeper and pursue it.

"No matter who frames me, it doesn't matter." In front of everyone, Su Jin slowly knelt down in front of Qiu Chuji: "Master, my disciple's heart has not been broken and I can no longer adapt to the life of the ancient Qinglan Sutra on the mountain. I request to leave the master. I hope you will agree!"

"What?" Qiu Chuji was stunned, and the other disciples were even more uproar.

After clearing the suspicion on his body, Yin Zhiping was the closest person to the position of the head sect. What was he thinking about? He was going to withdraw from the master at this time?

"I am not filial to my disciples, and I hope my master will atone for his sins." Su Jin kowtowed and said.

Qiu Chuji frowned, looked at Sun Buer and Zhao Zhijing with a hint of coldness, but said, "Ping'er, are you disappointed with the Quanzhen Sect?"

"Speak sincerely, no." Su Jin shook his head and said, "Disciple can swear to the sky, but it is simply because the dust mind has not been broken, not because of the cause and effect of the master! It is just because the mistake is with the disciple, so he is willing to disperse all his martial arts to atone for his sins."

Qiu Chuji looked at him deeply, and saw that he was extremely serious and had a sincere expression. He sighed and said, "Forget it, forgot, forgot, you have suffered an unjust injustice and almost ruined your future. I still don't know how many sinister you will endure if I keep you here... I won't take back this martial arts, you can go."

"Let's go!" The other second-generation disciples were about to speak, but Sun Buer was ahead: "He can't just leave like this."

Qiu Chuji's eyes suddenly became cold: "What, Junior Sister Sun, on the premise that I, Quanzhen Sect, can you still want to destroy his martial arts?"

No one is a fool. Just looking at his hair and hair, everyone knows that the head master is really angry or even angry. But this is the case, who can I blame? I blame Yin Zhiping for being ungrateful? Just as joking, this time it was his luck. What if there is another next time? I blame the mastermind behind the scenes? So far, I haven't found out who the mastermind is. Even if all the mistakes are pushed on him, what's the point?

"The head teacher misunderstood. I don't have this idea. I just want to let Master Yin stay in Quanzhen Cult for a few more days and cooperate with us to find out the real culprit behind the scenes." Sun Buer said sincerely: "This is also for the future stability and peace of Quanzhen Cult, and it can be regarded as repaying the head teacher's grace for passing on merits and teachings."

Qiu Chuji fell silent, looking a little embarrassed.

Su Jin sighed slightly, really unwilling to let this old Taoist treat him wholeheartedly bear any infamy. He said in a deep voice: "I can stay in the sect for another month. I hope that Uncle Sun can find the murderer within this month, prove his innocence, and also give Quanzhen a peace."

Sun Buer's eyes stayed on Zhao Zhijing and Wang Chuyi for a moment, and his voice was slightly cold: "The pure one will be clear, and this is what it means..."

"Let's go away, Zhiping stay, let's have a good chat with our master and apprentice." Qiu Chuji seemed to have been several years old in an instant, and said softly.

That night, Qiu Chuji was like an ordinary old father, pulling Su Jin to talk a lot. Looking at his somewhat old face under the candlelight, Su Jin's nose was sour and silently said in his heart: "Master, I'm sorry..."

The next morning, Su Jin had just finished washing up, and the huge bronze bell in front of Wanshou Palace rang again, and hurriedly left and gathered with all his fellow disciples.

"Dear teachers and brothers, when I patrol the mountain as usual this morning, I found that there were a large number of unknown origins and undestined people gathered at the foot of the mountain. Maybe they would have some plans for our Quanzhen Sect." A disciple of the Quanzhen Sect wearing a blue long gown held a long sword in his hand and bowed to everyone.

"The country is uneasy now and the world is in turmoil, and this is not impossible!" Qiu Chuji pondered for a moment, raised his eyes and said, "Zhijing, Zhiping, among the three generations of disciples, you two are the most skilled in martial arts. So you two go check it out and pay attention to safety first."

"Here." Su Jin and Zhao Zhijing went out together, bowed and bowed, turned around and left here in two directions.

"After counting the time, Guo Jing should have brought Yang Guo's child here at this time. Then the people in the martial arts and lakes at the foot of the mountain must have been bewitched by Li Mochou and wanted to go to the Ancient Tomb Sect to compete in the martial arts and blind dates." On the way down the mountain, Su Jin thought silently in his heart.

In this way, it was easier for him to confirm what he was thinking. He just had to check whether there were any Mongolian prince Huodu and his thug Darba in the crowd to confirm the matter.

As he thought about it, his body was like willow catkins, down the wind, and arrived at the foot of the mountain, hiding behind a big tree, looking at the crowd ahead, but unfortunately he did not see the figure dressed in a Tibetan monk.

When he was waiting silently, Zhao Zhijing, who had just cleared his suspicion and wanted to show himself in this incident, came to the martial arts people and asked, "I'm in the Quanzhen Sect, Zhao Zhijing, I wonder what you are gathering at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain?"

"Stinky Taoist priest, get out quickly, otherwise it will hinder grandpa's eyes and kill you and burn the Chongyang Palace." A muffled voice suddenly sounded, and a monk wearing a golden crown, wearing a hidden red cassock, holding a giant golden pestle in his hand, and a string of gold bracelets on his wrist came from the crowd, looking at Zhao Zhijing fiercely.

Behind the big tree, Su Jin's eyes lit up and he murmured softly: "Darba...is indeed."

After confirming what he was thinking, Su Jin didn't care about Zhao Zhijing, and turned around and rushed towards Chongyang Palace.

"Senior Brother Yin is back!" Soon, several young Taoists saw his figure in front of Wanshou Palace and immediately shouted loudly.

"Zhiping, what happened at the foot of the mountain?" Qiu Chuji asked quickly.

Su Jin combined the description in the original work and said slowly: "It is Li Mochou, the senior sister of the ancient tomb sect, who is now the head of the sect, who deliberately spread rumors to the entire world, saying that Xiaolongnu is more beautiful than her, and is now holding a martial arts competition to attract brides. As long as you can defeat Xiaolongnu, you can not only hold the beauty back, but also get the huge amount of money and money that my ancestor Chongyang Zhenren left in the ancient tomb, and both people and wealth are gained. The leaders of the turmoil at the foot of the mountain are Mongolian prince Huodu, and there is a vicious dog under his command called Darba..."

"What a vicious Li Mochou." After hearing this, Qiu Chuji said coldly: "In this way, not only the ancient tomb sect will have a crisis, but also the Quanzhen Sect will bear great danger. The disciples obeyed the orders and scattered down the mountain on three mountain roads, and were on guard. Those guys were not allowed to climb half a step to the top of the mountain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly staggered over, and his feet suddenly became soft and fell to the ground.

"Zhijing, what happened?" Wang Chu was shocked in the crowd, and rushed over with a meteor, helping him up from the ground.

"Master, my disciple is incompetent, and I have had some conflicts with the group of grassroots. I just figured out that the leader was called Huo Du, the prince of the Mongolian Khan. There is a foreign monk with great skills, named Darba." Zhao Zhijing spoke weakly, glanced at Su Jin not far away, and said intimately: It seems that he didn't dare to go down the mountain at all. This time I finally overwhelmed you completely, right?

"Silly kid, it's just an investigation, why bother to fight so hard?" Wang Chuyi said with a strange expression.

Zhao Zhijing said: "For the safety of Quanzhen Sect, this should be the case."

Everyone in Quanzhen Sect: "..."
Chapter completed!