The atmosphere in the Danxin Hall was stretched to the extreme, and it ignited immediately. The disciples at the top of life and death stood facing each other with the disciples of the various sects in the upper cultivation world, and they refused to give in to each other.
The bowstring is full, and if you pull it down again, the string will break or the arrow will come out.
At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly stood up, but it was the Palace Master of the Snow Stepping Palace, Mingyuelou.
Mingyuelou's voice was gentle and sweet, breaking the dangerous silence: "Please wait a moment, Lingwen is dead, and people are alive. Compare your hearts to your heart, think about it, there is no evidence to prove that the top of life and death refines chess pieces. It is indeed a bit too much to force the sect. I think otherwise, let's take away the forbidden art fragments of the top of life and death for the time being, and make a decision after careful trial."
Master Xuanjing shook his head: "Palace Master Ming and Sect Master Xue's private education is very deep, which is somewhat biased. The pinnacle of death and life has violated the taboos in the world of self-cultivation, so why do we need to be more cautious?"
"The abbot's words are bad. Many sects have violated this rule." Mingyuelou spoke softly, but her attitude was firm, she said warmly, "If you want to calculate, I haven't forgotten your guilt master."
"You!" Xuanjing's face darkened, then he flicked his sleeves, tidy up his solemn face again, and clasped his hands together, "How can the art of saving people be compared with the Zhenlong chess game."
"Does the technique of saving people count as the three forbidden techniques?"
The person who spoke was Xue Zhengyi. At this time, several people close to him had already noticed something wrong with Xue Zhengyi. This man, who was usually imposing and mighty, was a little anxious, and the color of his lips was even more blue and white.
Xuanjing said: "... Of course it counts."
Xue Zhengyi closed his eyes, took a breath, and then stared at the Xuanjing abbot again, and said hoarsely: "In this case, how can the master exclude the rebirth technique from the rules because it can save people?"
Xuan Jing hesitated for a while, not knowing how to justify it, and said bluntly, "This is not the same thing."
The disciple at the top of life and death stepped forward angrily and asked: "Why is it not the same thing? There are many people who practice forbidden techniques in the upper cultivator world, but they have not succeeded. If this rule is to severely punish my faction, is it also true? Should we shut you all down?"
Elder Greedy Wolf said gloomily: "Wu Bei Temple is guilty, and Gu Yue Ye has Hua Bi Nan, why do you only talk about the top of life and death? Sect leader Jiang wants to close the door of life and death, it is better to lead by example and announce the dissolution of Gu Yue Ye. ."
Unexpectedly, all the sects are a little guilty of being turned against the army like this, and those who have been clamoring just now are also quiet at this moment, and do not want to lead the trouble to their own door.
Xue Zhengyi coughed a few times, his eyelashes drooped, silently covering up the blood that was coughed up in his palm, raised his eyes and forced a smile: "Since all factions have done the same thing, and the so-called top of life and death steals chess pieces , the nonsense that attempts to subvert the upper and lower cultivation world can’t be confirmed, so please forgive Xue for being rude—please leave immediately.”
"This… "
The suffocating anger came, and Ben thought that he could disband this heterogeneous sect, but he did not expect such a situation that was neither embarrassing nor embarrassing, and everyone's faces were a little ugly for a while.
Jiang Xi had no intention of forcing the top of the dead to scatter. But in the end, it was difficult to ride a tiger before, and I had to do it. Seeing that everyone was silent at this time, he closed his eyes and simply said, "Let's go first."
Hearing this sentence, a stone in Xue Zhengyi's heart finally fell to the ground, he sighed indistinctly, and relaxed his tense back. But there was a sudden pain in his ribs, his eyes swept away, and he saw mottled blood seeping out from the waist of the dark blue robe.
Yesterday's injury was really bad. In a while, I must find Elder Greedy Wolf to have a good look...
Before he could finish speaking, a disciple of Tianyin Pavilion suddenly broke into the hall with a sword. Their faces were cold and menacing, and as soon as they entered the door, they said loudly:
"Xue Zhengyi, you really have a face. The top of life and death has never privately refined precious chess, how can you say it!"
Everyone did not expect that Tianyin Pavilion would come, and they were all shocked and turned around. But seeing dozens of submissive commoners followed behind them, some of them had very familiar faces, and they seemed to be the village chiefs of some small villages in the middle of Shu.
"what happened… "
Senior Brother Tianyin Pavilion said: "Don't you want evidence? Are these enough?"
More disciples said to the crowd: "The filthy land at the top of life and death, the ambition of the leader of the wolf, has been casting fishing nets in the middle of Shu all these years, forcing ordinary people to sacrifice boys and girls to practice the precious chess game - these are all witnesses, What else is there to tell?!"
Xue Zhengyi stood up abruptly, the flames in his eyes were fierce, but blood surged up in his throat: "Nonsense!"
"Whether it's nonsense, you and I don't count it, you ask them yourself."
The dozens of villagers were like a flock of frightened ducks.
Xue Meng's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly recognized a familiar face inside, and said stunned: "Liu Village Chief?"
The village chief surnamed Liu shivered suddenly, and glanced at him with a trembling glance from the corner of his eye, then he swam away like a slippery fish.
"What are you doing?" Xue Meng couldn't react for a while, he was almost naive and lovely, although this naivety seemed so pitiful at the moment.
"I..." Chief Liu swallowed, pinching the corners of his robe with his thin fingers. He kept staring at the ground and swayed his feet.
The people of Tianyin Pavilion had a strong tone and pointed out: "To be honest, if you tell a lie, Tianyin Pavilion has always been fair and will not tolerate it."
Village Chief Liu shuddered, knelt down abruptly, and grabbed the ground with his head: "I... I, I said! The Top of the Dead has been using the guise of eliminating demons and defending Dao for all these years, saying that it is not taking a penny, but in fact, it has been threatening us all the time. Give them boys and girls in the village..."
Xue Zhengyi was furious and stood up: "Fart!"
Tianyin Pavilion's voice was louder than Xue Zhengyi's: "Go on. What do they want boys and girls to do?"
"I, I don't know either." The village chief had greasy sweat on his forehead, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his shoulders twitched, "It was said that it was taken to the mountain to practice, but I have never seen it again. … those dolls never came back.”
The people from Tianyin Pavilion turned their heads and asked the monks at the top of the dead.
"Among you, are there any children mentioned by the village chief?"
"… "
Naturally there will be no.
Xue Meng's blood is boiling and stirring, little tiger, little stone... When he rushed to save the windy little village, he was buried in the belly of the demon.
"Lie!!!" The chest was burning with anger, the throat was sweet and Xue Meng was so angry that he almost vomited blood, "You will revenge for your kindness, can your conscience be at ease?!!"
Village Chief Liu's face was sullen, and tears kept streaming down his face. But I don't know what Tianyin Pavilion used to coerce him, but he still insisted: "The top of life and death is not a good sect... They do one face to face... one behind the other... In Shu, they did... did countless things that hurt heaven and reason... "
Tears were flowing, but he didn't dare to look at anyone anymore, and instead groaned:
"The top of life and death bullies the lower world!!"
There was an uproar.
If it is said that on weekdays, the words of these dozens of grass-roots people will not be completely believed by the monks. But most of the people present were originally sent to let the top of the dead, and they already had their own judgments in their hearts, so when they got such evidence, they immediately accepted them all, and they were furious.
"I'll just say they don't do good things in vain!"
"Xue Zhengyi, what else do you have to argue?"
Whether it is Xue Zhengyi or Xue Meng, the disciples and elders at the top of the dead are all stunned.
Before that, many sects joined hands to commit crimes. They were still angry, and they could wave their arms and shout grievances and injustices.
But at this moment, at a glance, it is actually a few village chiefs and dozens of people in Shu... It is those who once served eggs and white noodles, thanking the immortals with tears for their life, saying that they can't repay the grass and hold the ring. people.
These dozens of Zhongshan wolves. They stabbed the knife into this piece of Dan's heart with their own hands.
It was so painful, so cold.
Like falling into an ice cave, the whole body is cold.
Those witnesses came forward one by one, the first one still had guilt in his eyes, the second one still trembled, the third one was able to look directly at everyone, the fourth one started to speak righteously, and the fifth one learned to add fuel to jealousy... People are like geese, The geese led the front, and the crowd followed.
The so-called public praise, three people become tigers. They were talking and talking, impassioned, talking and talking, and they thought it was true.
Xue Meng only felt cold blood and cold teeth.
He once thought that a man had a backbone and could not be broken, but he didn't realize that the running dog could drink dung for a living.
"Yeah, it's that chess piece..." It was Jiacun's matchmaker's turn, and she also came to testify, "They forced us to give them the baby as a reward for exorcising demons, and they didn't take money at the top of life and death, only small babies. This is a rule that we all know in the lower world."
Jiang Xi frowned and asked, "Why are you still looking for them now that you know?"
The matchmaker wiped her tears with a peach pink veil: "I can't help it, I'm poor, and I can't afford a Taoist master in the cultivation world, so I can only pick up the dolls from the village and send it over there... Said to be sent to the top of life and death for cultivation, but Everyone knows it in their hearts, woohoo... These hard-working children can't live anymore after they are sent."
After saying that, he beat his chest and stomped his feet, covering his face and wailing.
There are also scholars who came to testify: "It is true, the top of life and death does not accept money, we still have to live, but we dare not speak out. Fortunately, the sky has eyes, and if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and the top of life and death finally misses the fox. Tail. Dao lords, please make sure to call the shots for the dawn of the lower world!"
Someone from Jiang Dongtang immediately stood up: "Don't worry, the upper class is upright and fair. The people present today are all well-known and respectable, all of them have a history of a hundred years, and they will definitely act impartially."
Those villagers who came to testify were grateful, and came forward to cry about the evil deeds of the dead.
They know that since perjury has been committed, there is no turning back. If the pinnacle of life and death does not fall today, he will definitely settle with himself one day.
There were no living people in the hall for a while, only the ghosts who were mediating and lingering, opened their bloody mouths, biting the dilapidated wooden pillars of the main hall, biting the simple roof tiles and eaves... Because of insufficient funds, the door plaque of the "Dan Xin Temple" has never been repaired.
Blood dripping.
Xue Meng was trembling, he closed his eyes, tears rolled down, he said hoarsely: "You... how can you say it?"
Is Tianyin Pavilion promised with glory
Still at the risk of life.
How to say it, how to do it...
The matchmaker's scarlet mouth was still opening and closing, and the fragmentary words spread into Xue Meng's ears like snake venom - "stealing chess pieces at the top of death and life", "causing people's lives", "robbing boys and girls".
Every word was twisted into a hideous nightmare.
"They bully the lower world."
"Beasts in clothing and beasts, they are virtuous!"
"That Chu nightning and Mo Ran are the most disgusting. In order to refine chess pieces, how many innocent people have been harmed..."
The bones are all hated, and the palms are shaking.
Sanity crashes.
"You - how can you say it?! How can you do it!!"
Anger is like an ant's nest, destroying the last dam in the heart. Xue Meng slammed the misplaced elbow back, and then the blade slammed, the dragon and the tiger roared, and before everyone could react, the blood was stained with the scimitar.
The matchmaker who was arranging "The Disciple of the Dead and the Life Rape the Young Girl" was stunned for a moment, looked down at her chest, and then vomited blood with a wow, before she had time to say a word, she fell to the ground with a thud.
Dead silence.
Strange to say, the people from Tianyin Pavilion were standing beside the group of villagers, but they didn’t stop them—because they were surprised? Or not responding at all? The answer is unknown, and no one will think deeply.
Everyone's eyes are focused on Xue Meng, and the blood beads are dripping, dripping down the tip of the Dragon City, one drop, two drops. Collected into a deep red pool.
The abyss fell, and the phoenix could not escape.
"Ah!" Someone suddenly screamed, as if the death knell had finally sounded, "Kill, kill..."
"Xue Meng killed witnesses indiscriminately! Xue Meng is crazy!!"
The inside of the hall became even more chaotic. I don't know who made the first move, and the long-suppressed anger burst into flames. The bowstring is broken, and the people at the top of the dead and the upper cultivator finally fight—
Personal hatred, fear, exclusion of dissidents.
This battle contained too much selfishness, and the scene was out of control in an instant.
In a shadow of swords and swords, Xue Zhengyi endured the pain of the wound and roared: "Don't fight, stop!"
But the people at the top of life and death listened to him, but the people in the upper cultivation world didn't stop. Since this is the case, the fight can't stop. Xue Meng's heart has been smashed, and it is not like it. This kind of brokenness spreads to the eyes and it is wet red. She was choked up, crying incessantly.
Perhaps it is only at this moment that Fenghuanger really understands the feelings of Mo Ran when he was young.
In the drunk jade building, when a hatchet slaughtered the whole building, the despair, nausea, irritation, and self-loathing. Nothing was important anymore, anger burned his heart, only blood could quench it.
Suddenly a sword resisted his attack, and the sword was full of blue light, and it looked very familiar - but Xue Meng couldn't remember it at the moment, he just roared at the ugly-looking person in the Palace of the Snow Palace: "Go away!! Don't stop me!"
"Stop fighting. If you fight again, you will really get into trouble. Calm down."
It was a familiar sound.
who is it
Xue Meng can't remember, and he doesn't want to think about it anymore.
Pain and hatred devastated his heart, and a person's forbearance eventually has its limit. After passing that threshold, the gods are also ghosts, and the saints are also turned into Shura.
One thought of Buddha, one thought of magic.
His pupils burned red, and at the moment there was only hatred, endless hatred, the hatred that had been burning since Tianyin Pavilion finally burst out and swallowed him in an instant.
"roll!"
Longcheng collided with the blue sword, but the ugly man was not inferior at all, fighting against him, with a pair of blue eyes staring at Xue Meng's face.
"If you don't stay calm, you will only make life and death even worse."
"What are you! It's up to you?!!"
The more the knife slashed, the more ruthless the sword was, and the sword collided with each other.
The blue eyes looked at the black, familiar eyes.
… who is it…
"Zi Ming, stop fighting."
A low voice rang in his ears, and there was not much emotion, but a trace of anxiety and pity could still be heard.
Xue Meng's crazy and chaotic mind seemed to flash a gleam of wisdom. His fierce and fierce offensive stopped for a while, but his chest was still heaving violently.
At this moment, his face was covered with blood and his hair was messed up. He stared at the ugly strange man fiercely: "You..."
Before he could speak, he felt a gust of wind blowing from behind him.
Xue Meng turned back suddenly, it was too late to lift the Dragon City photo frame, and his arm was cut open with a bloody mouth, straight to the bones! !
"Meng'er!!"
Seeing that his son was injured, Xue Zhengyi rushed over from the long steps to save him.
The more than ten elites of Tianyin Pavilion are all confidants of Mu Yanli. At this time, they have a pair of eyes, and they all slaughtered towards Xue Meng.
These people's individual strengths are similar to those of the elders of the dead and the dead. They all made a killing move to the wounded Xue Meng, and they almost took the life of Phoenix.
"Meng'er... Meng'er!"
But it was too far apart, and Xue Zhengyi couldn't come at all, but more people surrounded him and trapped him. Xue Zhengyi was eager to protect his son, and under the attack, he was also traumatized and stained with blood.
Xue Meng clenched his teeth and waved his knife, and with a single blow, he retreated two people, but his arm was bloody, and his entire wrist was shaking.
Suddenly a red light flashed—
"Watch out!"
Between the lightning and flint, it was the blue-eyed man who had just fought with him to block a killing move for him.
The disciple of Tianyin Pavilion narrowed his eyes: "Taxue Palace has a traitor? Do you want to stand with the top of death and life?"
The blue-eyed man didn't answer, the sword was as cold as frost, and he turned back to Xue Meng, whose face was pale and his eyes were fierce: "Go to the uncle's side. Hurry up."
"I..." Xue Meng covered the knife edge of his arm. In fact, he couldn't cover it at all. The bones under the flesh were exposed in the air, and the whole arm was wet with blood.
His lips moved, and he seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say anything, and his eyes turned to Xue Zhengyi.
With just this look, the last blood on Xue Meng's face faded.
He almost screamed, staggering towards Xue Zhengyi regardless of the danger, roaring: "Father!!!"
Xue Zhengyi's eyes froze, and he reacted immediately. He raised his hand and used the steel bracer to hold the offensive of the person behind him, followed by a counter-attack, slamming the person to the ground. Xue Meng first breathed a sigh of relief, and squeezed to his father's side as if he was dying.
He grabbed Xue Zhengyi's arm suddenly, sad and happy: "Great, Dad, you're fine... You're fine... "
Xue Zhengyi tore the old injury due to the blow just now, and there was a large stream of blood gushing out from his waist, but he was covered in scarlet at this time, so Xue Meng did not notice it, he grabbed his father's Holding his hands, he said, "Father, I want revenge. Today, I want the lives of these people to come, and the lives that they don't have. I—"
"cough cough..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
Xue Meng saw Xue Zhengyi kneeling on the ground suddenly, and a large mouthful of blood was choked out of his throat.
"Father...?" Fenghuang'er was stunned. He has grown so big, and he has never seen his father suffer such a serious injury. In an instant, his mind buzzed, "Father, what's wrong with you? You..."
Xue Zhengyi's blood-stained lips opened and closed. He held Xue Meng's arm and said hoarsely: "Stop."
"… what… "
Xue Zhengyi stared at Xue Meng's face, but Yu Guang also swept the surrounding wind and grass.
Is this fierce battle what he wants
There were shouts everywhere, red blood and white brains splashed, and before the culprit behind the scenes was uncovered, the major sects had begun to kill each other...
Xue Zhengyi said: "Let all those who are at the top of the dead stop."
"But they—"
"What can I do if I fight like this?" Xue Zhengyi turned pale, "Who can get what he wants? Is it the pain of the sect or the more pain of the demise of the sect?"
Xue Meng was silent, but his eyes were red, and even his fingertips were shaking.
"Go..." Xue Zhengyi pushed him gently, and Xue Meng's tears fell all at once. He almost stumbled up from the ground, stood in front of his father, and shouted sharply:
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"