"Holy Hand of Cold Scales is covered with a black veil all day long, and he can't retreat in the alchemy room all the year round, and has little contact with the outside world, so as long as he controls a person of similar size, it is difficult for others to notice."
Jiang Xi frowned and said, "What do you mean, Hua Binan from Gu Yue Ye is fake?"
"Sometimes it's true, sometimes it's false. If you want to avoid being discovered, it's the best way to mix true and false."
Jiang Xi thought: "In this way, Shi Mingjing should be able to use the Zhenlong chess game, but our Yaozong is not strong enough to master this technique."
"Jiang's head is right, the Zhenlong chess game requires a huge amount of spiritual power. Hua Binan is familiar with the theory, but due to the weak mana, he can't use it alone. So he had to conspire with Xu Shuanglin before—"
Jiang Xi shook his head: "No. Xu Shuanglin once said that the person behind the scenes was his friend. Because he was unwilling to betray his friend, he didn't tell us who the person was. If you say it, the teacher is Hua Binan, Xu Shuanglin should recognize him. So why did Xu Shuanglin still not defect after the rebirth barrier was destroyed by Hua Binan?"
The ink burned: "Because Xu Shuanglin didn't know that the teacher and Hua Binan were the same person."
The master Xuanjing next to him twisted his beard and said: "Since they are close friends, how can they not know about such a big event..."
"It's Xu Shuanglin who treats the teacher as a close friend." Mo Ran said, "But the teacher can't really befriend him. On this chessboard, Xu Shuanglin is just an important piece, that's all."
He paused and continued: "At the time in the Jiaoshan Hall, Hua Binan was injured and took off his veil. That face was extremely ugly, like an echinoderms. Now that I think about it, it should be just a well-made one. Human skin mask. For Xu Shuanglin, he may have only seen the first face of his 'best friend' in his life, that is, the face that belongs to the teacher. He will not compare Hua Binan's face with The teacher is connected. So he didn't think he was framed or used by his friends until he died, and naturally he would not shake out the truth behind it."
Jiang Xi said, "According to what you mean, Shi Mingjing and Hua Binan appeared on Jiaoshan at the same time, and one of them was the controlled Zhenlong chess piece?"
"I guess so. But there's a second possibility."
"what?"
The ink burned and shook his head: "The second one I want to talk about later."
Master Xuanjing said: "Then even if the first possibility of the Mo donor is right, the poor monk still thinks that there is still one thing that doesn't make sense - Hua Binan has no reason to interrupt Xu Shuanglin's rebirth circle, does he have a grudge against Xu Shuanglin? Let Xu Shuanglin get what he wanted and let Luo Fenghua be reborn, what damage will it do to him?"
The ink burned and sighed: "Did the master forget the final result of Xu Shuanglin's spell?"
The old bald donkey didn't react for a while and shook his head.
The ink burned: "From the opening of the sky that day, the teacher did not teach Xu Shuanglin the real technique of rebirth."
"what… "
"He has been deceiving Xu Shuanglin. Xu Shuanglin spent a lot of time thinking that he was arranging a rebirth formation, but he was actually making a wedding dress for Hua Binan, who had insufficient spiritual power."
"What did Hua Binan teach..."
"It's the biggest forbidden technique in the world." Mo Ran paused, and finally said, "What he taught Xu Shuanglin was the door of life and death in time and space."
"!"
Those who participated in the battle of Jiaoshan couldn't help but think of the black cave that was cracked in the sky at that time, and thousands of mysterious monks came out of it...
Is that the gate of life and death in time and space
The ink burned: "This is the second possibility I just said. As long as there is a life and death gate in time and space, Hua Binan and the teacher may both be true, but one belongs to this red dust, and one comes from another. The realm of comprehension."
Everyone fell silent after hearing this, and then someone clapped their legs and laughed loudly: "Master Mo, do you put the child to sleep? Use this kind of forbidden art in mythology to bluff people. There are also two teachers Mingjing... Hahahahaha! I'm dying of laughter. ."
"That's right, how is that possible? It's a forbidden ban that has been lost thousands of years ago... Who can learn it?"
"The most important volume in the door of life and death in time and space, the legend has long been sealed in the Yan Emperor Shenmu. Even if someone is studying this forbidden spell, the most they can learn is space, and it can't be time and space. Otherwise, one world and another world. Overlap, isn't the world in chaos!"
The ink burned not to argue with them, but to speak out all his thoughts on his own. He knew that this was probably his last confession as Master Mo. After today, these people might not give him the chance to explain anything in the future.
He used his confession as a bargaining chip in exchange for a little calmness from these life-seekers, and only hoped to tell everyone present what he guessed and knew. Whether they believe it or not at the moment, what he said is a wake-up call. If there is turmoil in the future, how many people will remember his reminder today, and it may not be too late.
"Imagine everyone, if I were Hua Binan, I mastered the essence of the Zhenlong chess game and the life and death gate of time and space, but I was born with insufficient spiritual power and no position to act recklessly. What should I do?"
Most of the people present have a grudge against the ink burning, and are not willing to listen to his instructions.
But Jiang Xi was still appreciative of Mo Ran because of some previous things, not to mention the murder of Gu Yueye himself, so he thought about it for a while and said: "... I will find someone to help."
"Who will help you?"
"no one."
Mo Ran said: "Yes, there is really no one, so I can only lie. Lie to a person such as Xu Shuanglin who has a great desire in his heart to help him complete the plan step by step."
Master Xuanjing said: "The ink donor is absurd, there is no possibility that the magic circle could be something else? The door of life and death in time and space is really not something that ordinary people can learn. It has been thousands of years, and no one has ever learned it. The most important volume It's all been lost, who can practice it?"
"That's right, it's a fantasy."
"Just say that the great god Fuxi came into the world, it is no different from the opening of the door of life and death in time and space."
"It's so ridiculous that no storyteller dares to say that."
There was a buzzing sound in the Danxin Hall, and finally, someone sneered: "Master Mo, after so long, you should not want to tell us that the people who killed all the heroes in the lonely moon night came to this place through the gate of life and death. The other you in the world?"
Ink burning: "..."
Seeing that he didn't say a word, someone in the hall burst into laughter: "Amazing, really amazing. In order to excuse himself, Master Mo really made up everything."
"Dare to go around for a long time, do you want to clear the name for yourself?"
Jiang Xi couldn't stand the noise, he turned around and fluttered his sleeves, and said angrily to the people who took the lead: "Just talk when you talk, what do you do with yin and yang?"
Master Xuanjing put his hands together and said, "Sect Master Jiang, it's not because of the yin and yang of others, but it's because Master Mo's remarks are too unbelievable. According to the old monk, it is better to invite him to Tianyin Pavilion for interrogation first, and then make a decision. ."
"Yeah, the pavilion master of Tianyin Pavilion will be here in a while. When she comes, let Master Mo come with her."
Jiang Xi didn't have time to speak, but Xue Zhengyi spoke. Although he was in a complicated mood, he still said: "I think what Ran'er said can be explained, maybe the time and space gate has really been torn apart. Tianyin Pavilion is Where the heinous person is being interrogated, he cannot go with you until the matter is cleared up."
"That's right!" The disciple with the peak of life and death stood up, "Jiaoshan's life and death are on the line, if Senior Brother Mo hadn't rescued you, would you be able to stand here well? If he wanted to subvert the upper and lower cultivation world, he would have trapped everyone at that time. It would be better if it wasn't on Jiaoshan!"
Master Xuanjing was stunned: "This..."
Someone said, "It's true. At that time, everyone was trapped in the Jiaoshan Yongdao. It was Master Mo who managed to let us out. If he wanted to harm people, then we could start."
This is true, and many people have thought about this issue and silently for a while.
But silence is not the same as recognition. Many people present are still wearing filial piety at the moment, their relatives and friends are newly mourned, and they feel extremely sad. What's more, the survivors in the Jiaoshan Flower Hall at that time saw the ink burning murder with their own eyes. Except for Mei Hanxue, the witnesses expressed doubts about the situation at that time, and everyone else was sure that it was the ink burning deity. In this case, it is easier said than done to ask them to give up looking for the ink to burn their debts and ask for their lives, and instead believe in what time and space the door of life and death has only appeared in mythology
So soon, someone retorted: "But I feel very uncomfortable about this matter, don't you remember? On Mount Huang, Master Mo's control of the entire situation and the Zhenlong chess game was extremely precise. He said that Shi Mingjing would Zhenlong chess game, but I feel that the person who knows a lot about this access control technique is himself."
"Yes." After the refutation, someone immediately echoed, "There is one more thing, don't you think it is very strange? Why can Mo Ran open the Jiaoshan enchantment? - He is not the heir of the Nangong family. "
The voice fell, and at this time, a Lang Lang female voice suddenly came from outside the Danxin Hall.
"There's nothing strange about this. Because the blood of this Master Mo is the blood of the Nangong family."
Everyone looked back abruptly, but saw a captain of the guard dressed in silver and green clothes and wearing a silver medal with the word "Tian" on his waist. , was born extremely beautiful, even comparable to Song Qiutong, the first beauty in the cultivation world back then, but she was beautiful, but her temperament seemed very cold.
When everyone saw her, most of them changed their color, and even the faces of several heads showed awe.
Only Jiang Xi didn't react much and nodded: "The pavilion master is finally here."
This strong-dressed woman is Mu Yanli, the pavilion master of Tianyin Pavilion who has been out of the rivers and lakes for a long time.
Mu Yanli leads the Tianyin Pavilion, and the unsolved serious cases in the upper and lower repair world will eventually fall into her hands, and she will preside over the trial - but there are not many cases that require Tianyin Pavilion to dispatch, so the leaders of Tianyin Pavilion are often ten It will not appear in front of the public for twenty years.
Because he didn't go out very often, Mu Yanli's skin was extremely fair, and pale blue blood vessels were visible under the hidden skin. She stepped into the hall, stopped, and said lightly, "I'm sorry, I'll keep you all waiting."
Master Xuanjing asked: "The pavilion master came a little later than the appointed time, but something has been delayed in the pavilion?"
Mu Yanli shook his head: "That's not the case. Tianyin Pavilion can never arrest people without evidence. So before I came here, my pavilion was thoroughly investigating some of the past events of Master Mo at the top of death and life."
She paused, a pair of almond eyes looked at Mo Ran coldly, and her lips lightly opened: "Under this investigation, I found that things are not so simple, the identity of this master Mo... It was actually involved in an old case in Xiangtan many years ago. ."
Everyone looked at each other and were a little puzzled: "What old case?"
Only the ink burned and the face became whiter, and the palms were sweating.
He didn't expect this matter to be said at this moment.
Like an executioner, Mu Yanli looked at the man kneeling in front of the temple indifferently, and said, "Mo Xianjun, don't talk about gossip. You know your own background and you know your own background, whether it's you who made it public to the public, or do you want me to invite witnesses into the temple? ?"
"..." Mo Ran closed his eyes.
As early as the beginning of his rebirth, he knew that if he wanted to live a worry-free life, there were a few people in this world that he had to kill with his own hands. But at the beginning, he had no strength and no chance. Later, with strength and opportunities, he was no longer willing to take the lives of others for his own selfish interests.
In the previous life, in order to conceal his life experience, he held the bargaining chip tightly, and he had killed enough people.
Seeing that he was silent, Mu Yanli said, "It seems that Master Mo doesn't intend to confess by himself."
After she finished speaking, an undisguised contempt appeared on her cold and beautiful face, and then she turned around with a sleeve of sleeves and faced the guests with a voice like a bell, which penetrated the hearts of the people.
"Then let me say it. Listen, everyone - this famous great master, before he went to the top of death and life, was already a murderer who took dozens of lives on his back. Such wicked people should have long since been killed. Bring it to justice!"
"what?!"
"He killed dozens of people before he joined the sect?"
Xue Meng's eyes widened and he was dazed. He murmured: "Brother...?"
This sound was quiet, but it just fell into Mu Yanli's ears. Mu Yanli glanced at the young master at the top of death and life, and said lightly: "Brother?"
Xue Meng: "..."
The rain and snow outside were getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was getting heavier and darker. Even if the candles in the hall were brightly lit, he couldn't breathe.
Mu Yanli looked at the burning ink full of contempt, and Xue Meng's expression was full of sneering. Her lips were like Danxia, and she said, "Young Master Xue is really pitiful if you consider hatred as your brother."
Xue Mengming didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but there was already a thunder in his skull, as if the ground was splitting and the sky was collapsing. He opened his clear eyes and took a step back: "What... what do you consider enmity as your brother?"
He trembled all over: "What nonsense are you talking about..."
Mu Yanli ignored him, turned around and said, "Mo Weiyu is not the nephew of the head of Xue at all. What's more." She paused, a pair of beautiful and ruthless eyes like sharp knives, passing Xue Zhengyi and Madam Wang's face, not without justice, not without cruelty, said:
"Xue's nephew, died in the hands of Mo Ran as early as eight years ago!"