"Amitabha." Zen Ji stood up at the right time and interrupted the two of them, "This fellow Daoist, I don't know what the evidence just said, what does it mean, can you say something?"
Gu Yue sneered, "Of course there is." Then he took out a white stone.
"This is a photo stone!" Zen Ji was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood what he meant, "Could it be that the images in this stone record the truth of the matter."
Gu Yue did not answer, and directly passed a trace of spiritual energy to activate the shadow stone in her hand.
Aura suddenly gathered above the stone, and a pair of images appeared. It was the scene of the Imperial Saint Sect, the promotion ceremony named Yu Su. He sat in a huge formation to meet Tianlei, and the next moment the scene flashed and he entered a secret room. Fatty was lying in the blood sacrifice formation, with wounds all over his body, blood flowed into the formation, and into the defensive formation of the people who had experienced calamities above.
All the sects couldn't help but change their faces, and some people turned their heads to Sun Yu in disbelief.
"Absurd!" Sun Yu's face flashed a trace of panic, but he still defended loudly, "How can such a headless and mindless scene prove that we did it? Although Hui Ze was in the blood formation, there was no one else beside him. Now, who knows if you planted dirt on purpose?"
"Don't admit it? It doesn't matter, there's more!" Gu Yue smiled mockingly, and sure enough, the next moment the screen changed, and several figures appeared in it.
It happened to be the scene of the three wandering immortals of the Imperial Saint Sect, pressing the fat man into the blood formation. This time, it was not only the image, but also the voice, and only the three people inside could be heard.
"Hui Ze, you know that Su has reached the peak of Nascent Soul for many years, and your realm has stabilized, but it was time for promotion, but you sneaked out. The date of the promotion ceremony has been notified to each faction and can't be changed, and now you can only enter the battle. already."
"Well, we have no choice. Who told you to be disobedient first? We didn't want to be so cruel."
"Yeah, I'll teach you a lesson this time, don't run out of the house in private next time."
Saying that, they directly pushed the numb-faced fat man into the blood formation, and then activated the wind blade, making deep scars on his body.
For a while the scene was dead silent.
"Do you need more evidence?" Gu Yue asked back, these images were recorded by the Protoss retrospective method after he rescued Fatty. For this reason, he secretly went back to the Imperial Saint Sect, and then It is expected that it will definitely be useful in the future, and there must be surveillance video or something. It's just that this spell has a time limit, and you can only see so much, but it's enough.
Sun Yu and the others dared not open their mouths to defend, and their faces were even paler.
"Amitabha Buddha." Zen Ji also sighed, looking at Sun Yu with disapproval eyes and a deep voice, "Young Daoist Sun, the Imperial Saint Sect uses human flesh and blood to sacrifice in order to improve their cultivation. Such a vicious act. It is no different from a demon, and you are really called immortal cultivators in vain. The benefactor Huizhe seriously injured everyone today, and it can be regarded as a relationship, and it is all the evil you have created."
Sun Yu was more and more afraid to speak out.
Chan Ji also continued, "As the head of the Haoran Court, I must not condone your evil deeds. From today, within three months, I will also invite Shizhu Sun to go back and order the whole faction to abolish the promotion of human flesh and blood on their own. The cultivation level is the same whether it is a spirit transformation or a wandering cultivator. And within three hundred years, the disciples in the sect will not be allowed to send out to walk, so as to repay the benefits, the fellow daoist will be fair!"
"The court master..." Sun Yu was startled and seemed to want to refute.
"But anyone has the slightest hesitation..." Zenji didn't wait for him to finish, and continued, "I, Haoranting, will go to the Imperial Saint Sect and personally execute it for you!"
Sun Yu lowered his head, but did not dare to argue any more, and the rest of the Yusheng faction also lowered their heads. When the other factions heard it, a hint of joy flashed in their eyes. The Royal Saint Sect is known as the No. 1 Immortal Sect of the Holy Border, and naturally has the most disciples. Disciples are not allowed to walk out for three hundred years, that is to say, other sects have three hundred years of development time, and who will come first
"Also please everyone, sincerely ashamed, the meditation has passed!" Zenji folded his hands together and said the Buddha's name again.
Gu Yue glanced at the monk with some doubts. He really didn't expect that the monk who rushed out and said he wanted to preside over justice actually had two brushes. These monks actually bought his account and didn't even mean to fight.
Could it be that this so-called Haoran Court is really so prestige, it is like a law enforcement agency in the world of immortality, the same as a relevant department.
"Fellow Daoist Hui Ze." Zen Ji turned to look at the fat man behind him, showing a kind smile, "Friend Daoist has a special physique, a poor monk has practiced for many years, and he has never seen such a special example in all the world, but such special thoughts come and go. It's not a blessing. Although fellow Daoists have found justice, the days to come will not be too peaceful."
His consciousness is very obvious. As long as the physique of Fatty is not solved for a day, someone will covet his flesh and blood. After all, it is difficult to make people feel uneasy about the flesh and blood that can directly improve his cultivation. Fatty naturally knew this, and his face darkened.
"If you don't dislike it..." Chan Ji continued to suggest, "you can follow me back to Haoran Court to live temporarily. All my sects are Buddhist practitioners, and most of them don't stick to the blood. For fellow Taoists, it must be the most suitable place? Wait until the storm passes, and then come and go, I don't know how you feel about friendship?"
"Haoranting?" Gu Yue frowned and said subconsciously, "Where is Fatty going with you..."
"Okay!" Before he could finish speaking, Shen Ying suddenly came out of nowhere and agreed directly to the monk.
Zen Ji was stunned for a moment, looked at Shen Ying who suddenly appeared, and looked around subconsciously, he didn't even notice where this girl came from.
"Shen Ying, what are you doing?" Gu Yue gave her a disapproving look.
"Oops, Daddy Cow, you get tired of eating small animals all day long. It's time to change your taste."
"Go away!" When have you been so diligent
Shen Ying had already turned her head to look at the monk, "I said, Master Deng, can I bring my family... and a tow oil bottle when I go to your house?" She pointed at Dad Niu, then at herself and the cook.
Isn't his last name Lantern? Zen Ji was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses, and said with his hands clasped together, "Since it is a friend of fellow Daoist Hui Ze, it is naturally possible."
"Oh, let's go then!" Shen Ying beckoned to the cook, "Cook, quickly pack up and go."
"Okay Master, no problem Master."
Yi Qing looked around and remembered that he didn't seem to have much to deal with, so he picked up the fat man who was meditating...
Fatty: "..."
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