In recent days, the Seven Star City under the North Mianmen Mountain Gate has been very lively with people coming and going.
Group after group of disciples from various sects of the Zhengmeng rushed to Seven Star City, all of them looked solemn and awe-inspiring, which caused some monks who were not well informed to speculate.
"Could it be that the once-in-five-hundred-year beast tide is coming earlier?"
"The beast horde is coming, how can you still stand here and talk? Besides, if it really comes, why go to the Beimian Gate? According to this old man, it's hard to say, it's the Beimian Gate who has produced another star star."
The so-called Xingxiu scholars are those gods and men who are all right. As soon as the Xingxiu scholars come out, everyone in the Xuancang world flocks to them—
It's a pity that since the founding of the Northern Mianmen Sect, there have not been enough stars to appear in the palm of one hand.
"It's not like, it's not like, it's more like...seeking revenge. Hey, have you seen the monks of Taibaimen and Haoranzong standing on the left and right in front of the Beimianmen Mountain Gate, with the Douchen Stone Steps as the boundary? "
The monks of the two sects were dressed in the uniforms of the disciples of each sect, and they sat in formation, at a glance, they were so dark that they could not see the side, which made people feel terrified at a glance.
"I see, I see, that menacing momentum, to be honest, I have lived for so many years, except for the one five hundred years ago, I have never seen such a big momentum."
At this time, the Taibai Sect disciples and Haoran Sect disciples who lined up were also wondering.
The sect sent them out, followed by Lord Luyan and Lord Shuyu, to sit at the gate of Beimian Gate aggressively. It has been nearly half a month, but they have not said anything.
"Lao Liu, have you seen the person who just passed by? The head of the Tianzun Sect, and all the elite disciples under his sect..."
"See you, see you now. Those who enter the Beimian Gate now include the Sect Master of the Beast Control Sect, the Sect Master of the Moyun Sect, and the Sect Master of the Danxin Sect... Tsk tsk, only one of them is the Sect Master of the Guixu Sect."
"Yo, come, let's live together."
Someone clapped their hands, but they saw that on the Douchen stone steps of Taibai Gate, big monks holding bowls with scalded ring scars were climbing up the steps.
The person at the head had seven ring scars burnt, and the person behind him was wearing black cassock, with a wide open jade chest, a beautiful appearance, and a five-petal heavy lotus between his eyebrows, walking barefoot on the Douchen stone steps, as if there was no one else around. .
"The head of the Tianluo Sect and the True Lord Fusheng are also here. Hey, look, there is a lotus on the forehead of the True Lord Fusheng, is there another petal? The Nirvana Wheel has reached the fifth turn... how about his fourth turn?" Is it time?"
"This... I haven't heard of it. But do you feel that the expression on Zhenjun Fusheng's face is a little different this time? It seems that someone has annoyed him. He is a smiling face."
"Senior Brother Hehe, tell me, I'll wait here and watch, is it true that we're going to fight?"
This Senior Brother Hehe is the eldest disciple of the Taibai Sect leading the team this time.
He has a tiger face:
"Stop guessing! Sects naturally have their considerations, I just listen to it."
"Even if you don't tell me, brother, I know about it. Half a month ago, the soul lamp enshrined in the forbidden area of the back mountain that belonged to our senior sister Qianshuang went out. After that, Daoist Lu Yan led me to the Beimian gate. Is there someone in Beimian Gate who harmed Senior Sister Qianshuang?"
"No, I heard that Senior Sister Qianshuang was given by the Daoist Lord she has always liked, cough, it hurts—"
"-Daoist Li Wei? That's impossible!"
"That's right, Liwei Daoist has always been righteous, and besides, isn't it written in the Canglan newspaper that Daojun and that innate Daoist from Yuqingmen...disappeared?"
"Speaking of which, the person who drafted the Canglan newspaper is really blind. In this world, how can there be a woman who can match our senior sister Qianshuang? She actually said that the one from Yuqingmen is the veritable number one beauty in the Xuancang world .”
"The Canglan newspaper is always just for fun, do you really take it seriously? Can you believe that a cold person like Mr. Li Weidao would hook up with a woman and have nothing to do with it? Didn't the newspaper say that, Daoist Niqing is an evil cultivator, and the disaster of destroying the town of Molan Town is what Daojun Niqing and the Yin Puppet Sect of the Xiemeng said, what is the most outrageous thing, do you know? Inside a picture of a beauty, there is a beauty's soul sealed—"
"—It can be seen that this Canglan newspaper is becoming more and more unreliable."
Just as he was talking, there were two more people falling down on the stone steps of Douchen from a distance.
Both of them were dressed in fluttering white clothes.
Although he didn't see his face clearly, but at a glance, he felt good.
The male cultivators are tall and straight like bamboos, and the female cultivators are as graceful as willows, and they climb up the steps hand in hand. Obviously there is no act of intimacy, but people just look at it, and there is a charming and lingering meaning for no reason. When you look at it, your face will blush and your heart will beat.
"Returning to the Ruins White Robe, Six Swords..."
"Tianyu Liuguangyi..."
Male cultivators and female cultivators have different concerns, but they both involuntarily set their eyes on the stone steps.
The two people who came from a distance on the stone steps, one was as cold as a fairy, the other was alluring, their every move made people unable to take their eyes off them.
It's just that the former is heartbreak; the latter is obsession.
"This... why does it look familiar?"
"The immortal in white clothes, not stained with dust, is the Taoist Lord Liwei, the Taoist Lord Liwei!"
"The one next to him with the veil... is the one from Yuqingmen? It's really so beautiful and beautiful, it's breathtaking."
"Junior brother, if you wear a veil, you can see the brilliance? No way, the face under the veil is ordinary."
"Just those eyes, with the sparkling autumn waves and the wind, seeming angry and happy, they are already exquisite. Not to mention the plump muscles and bones..."
Rolling around in the wind and dust, the male disciple, who is quite good at appreciating women, was about to continue, when he suddenly felt a chill around his body, pinched his throat, "cluck" for a long time and was speechless.
Looking at the stone steps again, there are still people there.
"Fairies are gone..."
He sighed.
But seeing the people around him was also intoxicated, it took a long time to come back to his senses.
After a while of silence, a female cultivator suddenly sighed:
"Mr. Li Wei looked at that person's eyes, really..."
Let the onlookers, the heart will be born.
"It can be seen that the Canglan newspaper may not be all accurate."
"Then... our Senior Sister Qianshuang, didn't we just pay by mistake?"
The members of the Taibai Sect looked at each other in blank dismay, and couldn't say a word of praise.
It is still clear who is close and who is far.
"Forget it, I can't worry about things at this level. If Senior Sister is wronged, at worst, I will die to repay it. If there is no wrongdoing, whether the two of them are good or bad, it has nothing to do with us."
"It's extremely, it's extremely."
The disciples outside the gate were discussing a lot, but the main hall of Beimian Gate was already in a state of tension.
"Hey, I said, we have been friends for most of our lives, why, why bother?"
Taibai Sect Lu Yan and Haoran Zongshu chose this Beimian Gate to hold the Twelve Stars Meeting, firstly because the Beimian Gate’s mountain protection formation is the strongest among the twelve sects in the Xuancang Realm, and it is enough to stand up to three. Second, the Daoist Jingsu of Beimianmen is a well-known good old man in the Xuancang world, and he has a good relationship with all the Daoist lords.
Daoist Jingsu waved his whisk and separated the two people.
"The two of us don't care."
Lu Yan Taoist Lord has been visibly haggard in recent days, and the nasolabial folds hang on his face viciously. Looking into Tianhe's eyes, it seems to be frosted:
"I just want you to go back to the ruins gatekeeper Li Weidao, and give me an explanation. My dear daughter, why, why..."
Half a month ago, Taoist Lord Tianhe was able to deal patiently with this middle-aged old widower who lost his daughter. Now, that bit of patience is worn out in the day-to-day wrangling:
"Deer hates old man, look at me, you don't seem to be asking for an explanation, but rather you want my apprentice to pay for his life!"
"Tianhe, it's not your son who died, of course you don't feel sad!"
Shu Yu helped the beauty Huanpei who had passed out from crying in her arms to the side, "I will hand over my children to Taoist Li Wei, just to hope that he will come back safely—"
"Fuck your mother!"
Daoist Tianhe jumped up, "Shouldn't it be right to put your son in swaddling clothes and treat him like an old hen?!"
"Vulgar! Vulgar!"
"Most of the black iron commanders who went to Molan Town that day died, and less than half of them came back. Do all of them want the old man to hand over their disciples and give an explanation? Account? What account? The lives of your children are precious, you have to care about them , other people's, should we also care about it together?"
"It's risky to go out in the world of cultivating Taoism. Your skills are not as good as others. If you die, you have to blame others for not protecting you. There is no reason for that!"
Shu Yu shut his mouth tightly.
At this moment, Tian Luozong's group walked into the hall from outside the hall. Their steps were not so fast, but they had already entered the center of the hall in an instant.
"Amitabha, it's so lively."
"Master Chengxin came just in time, you come to judge the reasoning, this trip, Shu Yudao Lord and Lu Yan Taoist Lord, are you not very authentic?"
"Amitabha, you are not authentic."
Chengxin sang a Buddha's chant, "However, in the book Yudao Lord and Lu Yan Taoist Lord are in the human world at this time, but their hearts are troubled, Tianhe Taoist may as well turn off the fire and temporarily truce, how about it?"
If Daoist Jingsu is a well-known good man in the Xuancang world, Master Chengxin, who Luo Zong had completed his seventh reincarnation that day, is the most respected person.
His actions have never been impartial, and he is the most fair.
Daoist Tianhe, Shuyu and Luyan sat down again.
Now, all the people in charge of the twelve sects of Zhengmeng are here.
"Friend Shuyu, you have never been such a messy person, why did you lose your composure this time?"
It is inevitable that monks will be injured when they are outside.
Twenty thousand years ago, the two major sects of the Zhengmeng had a quarrel over the death of their disciples. They fought several times in succession, which damaged many disciples. Later, the Zhengmeng had a customary rule:
Unless there is actual evidence of harm, one must not seek revenge and stir up trouble.
Now Shu Yudao Lord and Lu Yandao Lord are here, if they can't give a reason, it will be considered troublesome.
"Of course, there is evidence."
Lu Yan Taoist flicked his sleeves, and then he shook out a shadow tracing stone—
A photo-recording stone can record the time when something happened in a certain place, and this shadow-retrospecting stone is much more precious.
Shadow Tracing Stone, as the name suggests, can be used to reproduce the image that happened some time before someone died, and the medium is the three drops of heart blood from the blood of a loved one.
If the blood essence of a monk is damaged, it will come back if it is properly conditioned within a period of time.
But heartache is not.
No matter what kind of realm a monk is, he will always have ten drops of heart blood in his life, not one drop less, not one drop more.
The blood of the heart means that this person is angry, and one drop of loss is one-tenth of the vitality.
Three drops down, Rao is a monk of the Wonderful Law Realm...
Daoist Tianhe looked at Shuyu's face, and couldn't help being a little complicated.
Only then did he notice the man's chapped and ashen lips:
"You've already dripped once."
"… yes."
The moment Shuyu finished speaking, three more drops of heartache popped out.
The scholar's face, which was considered well-maintained before, collapsed into a piece of skin, sticking dryly to his face, withered, yellow and thin, and his bones were broken.
After these three drops of heart blood dripped, a middle-aged handsome scholar looked completely like an old man.
He supported the back of the chair and sat down.
"you-"
Tianhe was moved.
Three drops of heart blood were poured on the Shadow Tracing Stone.
A light curtain appeared out of thin air in the hall, and within the light curtain, it was pitch-black. The man was panting, as if he was fleeing. He rustled through the grass and trees, panicking like a rabbit.
"My son always loves to cry and is timid."
Shu Yu looked at the light curtain with gentle and steady eyes, "I made everyone laugh."
In the darkness, it could be seen that Shujin had found a shallow cave, and he nestled himself in the cave, like a frightened bunch of beasts, bunching himself up into a ball.
Just when he thought he was safe, suddenly, a beautiful white sword light with boundless killing intent appeared.
It came from far and near, from small to large, and suddenly broke out and slashed down.
Shu Jin said "ah":
"you-"
The sound stopped abruptly, and the man was turned into ashes when touched by the sword light.
The light curtain stopped.
Shu Yu Fuxiu recalled the Shadow Tracing Stone, with the same voice as usual:
"I didn't expect it. My son, who was afraid of death and pain, finally got his wish at the end of his life. It didn't happen so fast. It shouldn't hurt too much."
The chief masters present frowned in unison.
Even Tianhe was speechless, and the shadow-returning stone was more reliable than the back-returning technique. With the hard work of his own relatives as a lead, the reappearance of the scene before death must not be faked.
"The sword glow..." Shu Yu said slowly, "Have you all seen it?"
Beautiful and cold, ruthless and cruel—
Except for Li Wei, no one in this world can make such a sword intent.
Things seem to be nailed down.
"You guys still think that I'm waiting here to start the Twelve Stars Meeting, is it a big deal? Liwei Daojun is the Secretary of the Twelve Main City. If he acts unfairly and has a narrow mind, he will just—"
Shu Yu slapped the table, "Because of jealousy, he slaughtered his soldiers, right?!"
"Right?!"
Cheng Xin sighed:
"wrong."
Sky Crane shook his head:
"My little apprentice, even though he is ruthless, he will never be so narrow-minded, Shu Yudao Lord, I'm afraid you made a mistake."
"I have the shadow tracing stone as evidence. Daoist Tianhe, you said that Daoist Liwei is not that kind of person. Do you have evidence?"
"The old man is making too much sense!"
How can there be evidence for a person who is reasonable but relies on his feelings
Tianhe jumped up against the case.
"If today, the Twelve Star Society doesn't give me an explanation from Haoranzong, Guixumen doesn't give me an explanation, and Liwei Taoist doesn't give me an explanation, my Haoranzong will withdraw from the Zhengmeng and return to the ruins with you." There is no balance between the door and the door! If I am outside, I will not die if I see you returning to the ruins!"
"The Taibai Sect seconded the proposal."
Lu Yan stood up.
"Wait a minute—"
Two people walked slowly outside the door, seemingly slowly and then quickly, almost in a moment, they arrived in the hall.
"Li Wei?!"
Daoist Tianhe stood up overjoyed.