Chu Danfeng also looked at him. The two of them stared at each other in the noisy and bustling crowd. The verbal battles between the heads and elders in the main hall and the whispers of the disciples outside the hall seemed to be automatically blocked, allowing Chu Danfeng to hear his hesitant words: "You... know."
This is equivalent to default.
Chu Danfeng pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.
Because of Jiang Qingdie's illusion, all the tortures that Hua Tingxuan had inflicted on him in his previous life reappeared clearly, the fear of being locked in a small dark room without seeing the sun for days and nights, the shame and pain of being whipped in public...
It turns out that my junior fellow apprentice was never a little sheep, but a little lunatic.
But this madman went crazy because of him.
"Junior Brother." Hua Tingxuan became even more flustered. He threw down Jiang Qingdie and strode forward. However, Chu Danfeng took a step back reflexively.
Hua Tingxuan stopped immediately, standing there at a loss, eyes full of panic: "Junior Brother..."
At this moment, the second diver in the main hall shouted angrily: "Wanjian Peak nourishes the spirit sword with the flesh and blood of living people. The evidence is now irrefutable."
He crossed his fingers and swore: "Every word is true, absolutely not false!"
Chu Danfeng turned his eyes away: "The sect is in trouble, we can talk later if there is anything else."
Then he fled into the crowd and stood between Huang Changtian and Lin Shuer.
Chu Danfeng secretly despised himself: Why are you panicking?! It was obviously that kid who wronged you!
But he was really confused inside. He felt that he should hate him, but also shouldn't hate him. He was totally confused and couldn't make up his mind.
He didn't even dare to look at whether Hua Tingxuan had caught up with him, and only asked Huang Changtian and the others: "What's going on in there?"
Neither of them asked why he came out. Each of them looked more serious than the other and said in unison, "Something happened."
Liu Yanbai, who was kneeling in the hall, also stood up: "Yanbai can also guarantee it!"
Seeing that Master Zhenyu Peak had spoken, all the outer disciples who were dressed in black and had come from Chunyang Island also echoed in unison: "We disciples have seen it with our own eyes. Please tell us the truth, Master and elders!"
"You! Liu Yanbai, you!" Bai Cangshan was so angry that his beard stood up. "I have cultivated you for many years in vain, and this is how you repay me..."
"Disciple is just telling the truth, Master. Shuangji Sect was founded nearly a thousand years ago. How many souls have been killed by Wanjian Peak?"
"You—don't talk nonsense! Even if Wanjian Peak is dangerous, didn't your master warn you? You are not allowed to travel at night, and you are not allowed to approach the forbidden area..."
Liu Yanbai: "Master taught me in person, but what about those outer disciples who didn't have a master to teach them in person?"
The second dive also said: "Yes, outer disciples only have one chance to climb the Ten Thousand Swords Peak in their lifetime. They know it is risky, but they will try their best. Every ten years..."
"That's right." It was Fang Qingya who spoke. "Every ten years, the sect will select disciples with the best qualifications to climb the Ten Thousand Swords Peak and draw swords. How many disciples are buried in the forbidden area?"
"... Shut up!" Meng Cangyu shouted.
"Master!" Fang Qingya knelt on the ground, "We all know it. Now that we know the truth, we can no longer ignore it."
"Is this the reason why you defected from your master?"
Fang Qingya bowed deeply to Meng Cangyu: "Master's kindness in educating me will be remembered in my heart."
Meng Cangyu looked at him, unable to speak for a long time, and then heaved a long sigh.
Lin Cangfeng: "What nonsense! You colluded with outsiders, put pressure on the sect, and made up these ridiculous reasons. I suspect that you are colluding with the demons!"
"Master Lin, words are not enough, why don't you take us to the forbidden area of Wanjian Peak to take a look?"
"How can we allow others to look around at will in our sect's important places? What do you think our Shuangji Sect is? Come on, show them away!"
The former guardian of the forbidden area, Ghost Yue Lao, whispered: "Of course he dare not let others check. Over the past thousand years, there have been too many skeletons and wronged souls imprisoned in the forbidden area, turning into demon snakes all over the cave. If one is killed, new ones will emerge again and again. Lin Cangfeng and Meng Cangyu have been cleaning for several months and still can't clean it up. If someone is allowed to check it out now, it will be exposed!"
"However, according to their progress, they may succeed in a month or so. Don't you think so, Your Majesty?"
Hua Tingxuan didn't answer him. She pursed her lips and looked at Chu Danfeng solemnly with her dark phoenix eyes.
Ghost Yue Lao was not amused, and then he shouted in a fuss: "Your Majesty, your inner demon seal has appeared! Suppress it quickly!"
Hua Tingxuan didn't even move his knuckles, but Gui Yue Lao suddenly flew into the air, struggling in pain, and said hoarsely: "I... admit my fault, Your Majesty, please spare my life!"
No one saw the "interaction" between the master and the servant, and Gui Yue Lao was not put down for a while. At this time, the verbal battle in the main hall had been completely reversed by Meng Cangyu's dejected words, "Senior brother, wrong is wrong, don't make the same mistake again."
Amid the uproar, Gui Yue Lao explained to Hua Tingxuan with tears streaming down his face: "When I sensed the aura of that witch, it was indeed a little late. After all, we both dreamed... This was my negligence. However, in my humble opinion, it would be better to let Senior Brother Chu know the whole truth and read the memory fragments. Maybe, maybe we can save some of it. After all, in your previous life..."
He plucked up the courage to whisper: "Later, I lived a life neither human nor ghost, which can be considered as atonement for my sins."
Hua Tingxuan did not embarrass Gui Yue Lao this time. As if he had not heard anything, he continued to look at Chu Danfeng in silence. His eyes were dark and gloomy, and had lost their luster like dead water.
"It's no use." He finally whispered.
In his previous life, he had done so many wrong things, and the junior brother said it himself, "If you repay evil with kindness, how can you repay kindness?"
He will never forgive himself.
"Where's the crimson butterfly?"
Gui Yue Lao said: "I have been keeping an eye on where she is going! She hasn't run far!"
Hua Tingxuan: "Take me there."
"Your Excellency, your master is being—"
Before he could finish his words, Gui Yue Lao was silenced by Hua Tingxuan's look.
Sure enough, apart from his junior brother, his master didn't care about anything else and was going to seek revenge on Jiang Qingdie.
Hua Tingxuan, who has now fully cultivated her skills, is much stronger than when she was in the demon world. She easily captured the Butterfly King almost at the same time that Gui Yue Lao pointed out her location.
As the heroine of the original novel, Wang Zhiqiong, the crimson butterfly, is naturally good-looking. In human form, she is a pretty and bright girl. Any man would feel pity for her when he sees her. However, Hua Tingxuan does not understand what it means to be gentle and considerate to women.
That's not killing, it's brutal massacre.
Even Ghost Yue Lao, who had lived with the withered bones, pythons, and wronged souls for more than a thousand years, couldn't stand it anymore. He quietly left the barrier, patting his chest with his jackal claws: "I'm scared to death, this is too cruel!"
But because of the master-servant contract, he could not leave too far without Hua Tingxuan's order, so he wandered nearby and unexpectedly saw a shocking scene.
Ye Bailu, the second senior sister of my master, was confronting a tall and thin man.
The man's skin was as pale as paper, his pupils were dark with very little white in his eyes, and his cheeks were sunken. He looked more haggard and sinister than he had five or six years ago.
It was Ruan Fu! The ghost cultivator who killed Ye Bailu's child!
Why did he come here? ? Did he come here with the group from Chunyang Island to mess things up? Back then, Ruan Fu was stuffed into the Feiyan bottle by Hua Tingxuan and tortured, which destroyed most of his cultivation. Now, only five or six years have passed, and the boy has actually recovered.
It is rare to find a cultivator who can endure the torture at the hands of the Master. Gui Yue Lao felt a little emotional and a little admiring.
"Bai Lu, I really know I was wrong. You didn't even ask me why I left without saying a word? Your junior brother... Never mind. If you don't want to hear it, then I won't tell you."
"In the past few years, in addition to healing my wounds, I have also done something great. You will definitely be happy. Don't draw your sword yet. Listen to me! Don't you like children? I have pieced out the soul of that child!"
Ye Bailu paused in drawing his sword, his eyes instantly reddened: "What did you say?"
Ruan Fu was like offering a treasure: "I can't remember what she looks like, but I guessed that she should look like you, so I used a lot of baby souls to finally piece together the facial features that I was satisfied with. Take a look—"
…What a talented person!
Gui Yue Lao hid in the dark and sighed, stretching his neck to see what kind of monster the ghost cultivator had created. But before he could see clearly, the two men left one after the other, or rather, Ye Bailu picked up the Qiuyue Sword and chased after Ruan Fu.
…
When Hua Tingxuan removed the barrier, Yuebai's disciple uniform was as clean as before, without a drop of blood, but there was a pool of blood behind him. Only a few pieces of blue wing fragments floating in the pool of blood could prove that the pool of scarlet liquid belonged to the Crimson Butterfly King.
“It’s dealt with.”
After leaving these words, Hua Tingxuan returned to the main hall of the sect leader.
He wanted to find an opportunity to give Chu Danfeng an explanation where he could see him.
In fact, Hua Tingxuan felt that he had nothing to explain. Now that the truth was out, there was no possibility of rebuttal. He was even a little timid and didn't dare to see his junior brother. He didn't dare to see his fearful eyes again.
That look tormented him for nearly a hundred years.
It was a side effect of him locking Chu Danfeng in a dark room in his previous life. At that time, he thought that it was a good thing that his senior brother was afraid of him, and maybe he would obediently hand over the Soul-writing Pearl.
But when Chu Danfeng exploded and died in front of him, he hugged the corpse with a bloody hole in the chest. Whenever he closed his eyes, he would dream of the fearful look Chu Danfeng had given him when he was alive.
Tortured him day and night.
Now I see this look again.
Hua Tingxuan closed his slender fingers, and his fingertips pinched into the flesh of his palm, oozing out some damp blood. He thought to himself: If possible, I really want to erase my junior brother's memory and let everything go back to the way it was before, the illusion it was before.
However, this is not his sea of consciousness, nor is it the dream woven by Gui Yue Lao. No matter how high his cultivation level is, he cannot erase a person's memory.
However, there is one thing that can.
He slowly opened his five fingers, and in his palm was a small blue demon pill covered with butterfly-shaped patterns. It was the demon pill of the Crimson Butterfly King.
The demon pill washed with the flesh and blood of the crimson butterfly is said to be able to erase memories.
But Hua Tingxuan was not willing to use it, because this thing would also wash away all the happy and loving moments between them in this life.
When he returned to the main hall, the sound of condemnation had already resounded everywhere, and the situation had changed from "condemnation" to "siege". All the sects headed by his "biological father" Li Jing were outraged by the shocking secret of the Shuangji Sect. The two sides met with swords, and they were actually ready to eliminate harm to the world of cultivation.
Hua Tingxuan ignored them and stopped hiding his strength. He cut his way through the crowd like chopping melons and vegetables, not distinguishing between friend and foe. He broke the head of a disciple from another sect who was fighting with Chu Danfeng. Then he seemed a little nervous and said softly, "Junior Brother, Xuan'er... I have something to tell you."
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