603: C603 Requesting for the Sky Snake Bell

C603 Requesting for the Sky Snake Bell

"You didn't come to talk to me, did you?" Chu Lin smiled and looked at Zi Yue.

Zi Yue nodded and tied a strand of purple hair behind his ear.

"I found a good place, but there are people guarding this place. If it's convenient, come with me." Zi Yue spoke faintly, but his words carried some killing intent.

"They are difficult to deal with. They have the power of the terrain and some other means. I can't do anything to them."

Chu Lin glanced over and saw a trace of blood on Zi Yue's arm. "You're injured!"

"It's nothing. It's just a little bit of trouble." Zi Yue said.

"I'll go and take a look!" Chu Lin said decisively.

Currently, Chu Lin had the combat strength of a Ninth Calamity of the Profound Recovering Stage. He was no longer a newbie who had just entered the sect. With his current strength, he naturally had the qualifications to venture into the Canglan Realm.

"Alright."

Zi Yue nodded his head in a straightforward manner, "The thing I found this time will be of some help to you."

Zi Yue paused for a moment, then opened his mouth and added, "If it's convenient, it's best to bring some things over. With the help of that thing, we can easily crack the other party's means!"

"What?" Chu Lin was slightly stunned.

"The Tianwu Sect's Martial Law Palace has objections to the Tianyuan Treasure and the Celestial Snake Bell."

Hearing this, the corner of Chu Lin's mouth twitched, and he helplessly sighed, "The Tianyuan Treasure is not an ordinary item. It is the most important item in the galaxy, so how could it be borrowed so easily?"

Zi Yue helplessly smiled bitterly.

"Try your best. If we can get the Celestial Snake Bell, our trip this time will be much easier. If not, then forget it. When you come, just follow the aura of the item I left behind."

"Alright!"

Chu Lin had a slight headache. He looked at the blurry figure in front of him and saw it disappear in a flash.

"Celestial Snake Bell..."

Chu Lin sighed. The Tianyuan Treasure was not a magical treasure. Even if he went to the Martial Law Palace to look for Faang Yiqun, Faang Yiqun would most likely just give him a perfunctory answer. What if he lost something? The Martial Law Palace had suffered a great loss.

Even if he asked Sect Master of Tianwu Sect for a treasure of this level, there's nothing we can do...

"I can start with Zhao Mengdieh..."

Chu Lin thought about it and thought that it was also possible to look at this silly girl. However, he did not know what kind of big sister illness that girl had. For several days in a row, Chu Lin actually did not see her. Usually, she would run around the house randomly.

However, since Zi Yue said it so seriously, the enemy this time would definitely be more difficult to deal with. Therefore, even if he might be glared to death by Zhao Mengdieh with a supercilious look, he still had to give it a try.

The next day, when Chu Lin appeared in front of Zhao Mengdieh, the other party's expression was quite strange.

Looking at the crowd of disciples from the Martial Law Palace, as well as their gazes, some of the more daring disciples simply stood by the side and watched. They were very curious about what these two famous disciples of the Tianwu Sect were doing.

Chu Lin became even more strange.

Zhao Mengdieh had a serious face and her big black eyes stared at Chu Lin, "You, a busy man of Tianwu Sect, have finally finished your business?"

Chu Lin's mouth twitched. His tone had given him a lot of information. It seemed like Zhao Mengdieh had looked for Chu Lin before, but was unable to find him. He was furious in his heart.

Chu Lin shook his head secretly, but because of Zi Yue's matter, he could only cooperate and let out a dry cough, "I'm just recuperating from my injuries."

After saying that, Chu Lin's face turned slightly pale. This was something he had done on purpose.

Only then did Zhao Mengdieh's face turn slightly red. The anger in her heart gradually disappeared, and she was secretly delighted, "Speak, what do you want from me?"

Hearing this, Chu Lin smiled bitterly. This silly girl was not stupid. She already knew that she had something to do with her.

Chu Lin looked at the crowd that had already dispersed and approached Zhao Mengdieh. A faint fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, "Please help me. Can you lend me something?"

"What is it?" Zhao Mengdieh's small face was filled with doubt and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

Under the girl's bright big eyes, Chu Lin secretly sighed and still mustered up the courage to say it out loud.

"Can you think of a way to help me borrow the Celestial Snake Bell from the Martial Law Palace?"

When Chu Lin asked this, his expression was also a little awkward. Especially when he saw Zhao Mengdieh's delicate face was slightly shocked, that embarrassment became even heavier.

"You want to borrow... Celestial Snake Bell?"

Zhao Mengdieh raised her eyebrows and almost thought that she had misheard. The importance of the Tianyuan Treasure, even if she was born with a playful nature, she would not dare to touch it. Most of the disciples of Martial Law Palace did not even know what the Celestial Snake Bell looked like.

Now, Chu Lin actually wanted to borrow it?

If it was not Chu Lin asking this question, Zhao Mengdieh would have smashed it with her hammer.

"En..."

Chu Lin coughed dryly and forced himself to speak. Looking at Zhao Mengdieh's strange expression and her big eyes filled with doubt, he continued, "I really need that Tianyuan Treasure."

Zhao Mengdieh curled her lips, "Faang Yiqun, Uncle-Master, will not lend it to others. Sometimes when the Sect Chief comes to borrow it, he would stutter for a long time before he is willing to lend it out. The other elders will not even be able to borrow it."

"So I can only come and ask you." Chu Lin said with a bitter smile.

"You want me to help you think of a way?" The girl raised her delicate chin and looked up at Chu Lin. She put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "But why should I help you?"

Chu Lin blinked and said, "I helped your sister get back the position of the leader of the trial. This is considered a credit, right?"

"Is that so..." Zhao Mengdieh's eyes slightly narrowed, and her face was full of ridicule, but she did not reply.

As time passed by, Chu Lin shook his head lightly. It seemed that there was nothing he could do about it. Immediately, his expression was a little frustrated as he gently shook his head.

Seeing the change in Chu Lin's expression, Zhao Mengdieh hurriedly put away her complacency and said with her mouth wide open, "I didn't say that I wouldn't help you. I don't have the slightest bit of patience. If you say a few more good words to coax me, I will die..."

The corner of Chu Lin's mouth twitched. "You can help me?"

Zhao Mengdieh rolled her eyes and snorted. She hooked her tender white fingers. "Come with me."

Then, like a butterfly, she left gracefully. Chu Lin hurriedly followed.

The two of them quickly passed through the heavily guarded main hall of the Martial Law Palace. In the depths of the Martial Law Palace, Chu Lin and Chu Lin walked quickly and openly. No one stopped them from questioning them.

"Here!"

Zhao Mengdieh's footsteps stopped in front of a main hall. In front of the main hall's door, a thick light screen blocked the only path.

Zhao Mengdieh slightly raised her small hand and a dot of light flew out from her hand. When it touched the light screen, the light wave was suddenly ignited and the light screen directly turned into a large door.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Mengdieh stuck her head into the door and looked around. Only then did she slip into the light door. She carefully walked in and Chu Lin also walked in step by step.

The main hall was empty. Huge stone pillars supported the entire main hall. Dense patterns climbed up the stone pillars and faintly glowed with red light.2

pqdm.com