What is the world
It is the first group of bonfires ignited in the wild plains, the most primitive power; it is the clank iron cavalry who expands the territory on the edge of the battlefield, the belief of the king's domineering; it is the civilization carved by time that the vast rivers nurtured the towns and villages on both sides of the river.
The journey of the avenue is also the world for the public.
For thousands of cultivators, if they can reach the top of the cangya and see thousands of miles in the distance, they should be called the best - to look down on the world!
Heaven and earth are tall and broad, and are divided into five continents: east, west, south, north, and middle.
And since one person was sanctified two hundred years ago, there has been only Cangya Mountain in Xilu, which is worthy of the number one in the world.
Since then, there is a saying of 'one mountain and three schools, two Buddhist temples, and twelve palaces of Mozong'.
Everyone knows that as long as the 'Juggernaut' is alive, this pattern will remain rock-solid.
One person is enough to control the general trend of the world.
The mountains are continuous, endless for hundreds of miles, the clouds are vast, the kites are flying and the cranes are screaming. There are six peaks in Cangya, with different shapes and spirits. There are strange dangers and magnificent ones, magnificent and beautiful ones, and quiet and distant ones.
Spiritual Xiu is headed by Xi Ganfeng, and Wu Xiu is respected by Xihua Peak.
There is a big event in Cangya Mountain today.
Because of this, the front of the Qinghe Hall of the main peak, Xigan Peak, was empty as usual.
Many disciples woke up early before dawn, just to get a front seat.
The disciples wearing Cangya's Taoist robes have different expressions, and there are whispers between them, but they also keep their voices low and dare not make any noise.
There were only a handful of people in the temple.
The vast hall is almost invisible, and the five-foot-square sapphire bricks are laid out like a smooth mirror. The top of the hall is high and wide, and twenty huge white jade beams and columns hugged by three people are arranged on both sides of the hall.
At the end of the hall are six sandalwood chairs.
Sitting in the middle of the west is an old man with white hair and beard, with a solemn face and no anger. A pretty girl in pink stood behind her.
In the middle east is a young man with sparse eyes. A heroic woman stood behind her.
This is the people of Xi Ganfeng and Xi Huafeng.
On both sides, there are two seats each, and they are the peak masters of the remaining four peaks. Followed by a few direct disciples brought by each.
There were still dozens of people standing in the hall, and a young master in brocade was at a standoff with ten disciples wearing Cangya Taoist robes.
"The matter has not yet been investigated, how can there be a reason to convict first?"
"What else do you need to check! My personal experience is not enough to prove it?!"
Young Master Jin Yi folded his fan gently, "Heh, according to what Junior Brother said, today the Sect Master and my Senior Brother, all the Peak Masters, all Senior Brothers and Senior Brothers are all here for nothing. It's so hard to mobilize teachers and teachers, and the public trial is just a fake."
He argued ten times with one argument, but he was calm, and after a few back and forth, he justified the words spoken by the more than ten disciples.
The first old man sitting upright couldn't help frowning slightly.
For some reason, there was a sudden exclamation in front of the hall, and all the earnest whispers stopped abruptly.
Among the disciples surrounded by darkness, they spontaneously gave way.
The people who were arguing in the hall also seemed to be aware of it, and they all looked back.
The young man in black robe and white hair approached step by step. Stepping through the tall and wide hall door, his face is cold and his eyes are neither happy nor sad.
Everyone took a deep breath.
The hall was silent for a while.
Yin Biyue was watched all the way, resisting the urge to roar.
what to see! What's wrong with Hair Color Township! !
Killing Matt cultivating youth also needs respect! understand! !
"Junior Brother, your hair..."
When he entered the hall, he looked at Liu Baishuang's worried eyes, so he had to explain, "I'm fine." After thinking about it, he added, "Senior sister, don't worry."
... But why is this look even more worrying!
He suddenly heard an old voice, "Yin Biyue, the fourth disciple of Xihua Peak in Cangya Mountain!"
Like a bell ringing in an empty mountain, the echoes are endless.
His mind suddenly froze, he raised his eyes suddenly, and saw the old man in the west seat, his eyes shot straight at him!
The master of the Mahayana realm, even if the coercion is restrained, still has a shocking power.
The memory of the original body flashed suddenly, and the head of the sect was Zheng Yangzi.
He saluted properly, "The disciple is here!"
"On the seventh day of last month, thirty-two disciples testified and appealed. You set up a killing formation 'Yinghuo Shouxin' in the secret realm of Zifu. If you want to kill your fellow disciple, do you have something to say?"
Yin Biyue glanced at everyone in the hall.
Even though it was a public trial, there were no seats for those who spoke softly.
In addition to his nominal master, the six peak masters are all there, with their own trusted disciples.
An expression of indifference or disdain.
There was a young man sitting in his master's seat, his eyes were cold and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. The words 'Senior Brother Jun Yu' flashed in his mind. And Liu Lishuang, who was standing behind the young man, became more worried between his brows.
The positions closer to him were ten disciples dressed in Cangya Taoist robes, staring at him angrily, probably ten representatives of the thirty-two people who were in danger in the secret realm.
As for the splendid brocade-clothed son, he was still calm and indifferent. The original body's memory has not yet reflected his identity.
Yin Biyue was flustered for a moment, what about Luo Mingchuan? Where did Luo Mingchuan go
Zhengyangzi frowned.
The young man said indifferently, "No."
This is a confession.
This sentence made many people feel relieved as if the situation was set, and some even snorted lightly.
"What's your motive for this move? Are there any difficulties? But you were bewitched or obeyed by others? Such serious crimes should be abolished, and you won't be allowed to enter Cangya again in this life, do you know?"
Yin Biyue was anxious, Zhengyangzi's questioning attitude was obviously a sloppy one, his explanation was very low credibility, and there was not enough evidence.
That memory was too vague, and he rashly made up the reasons and could only be full of loopholes, so he maintained the character design and said there was no. Now it's too late to play the slogan of bearing humiliation and bearing the burden, the last thing is to cry and repent...
The brocade-clothed boy closed his folding fan and took a few steps forward. stand in front of him.
Yin Biyue looked at this man again.
It is really strange in the solemn and dignified Cangya, wearing a robe of Qiuyue and Begonia clusters with flowers, a brocade sapphire belt around his waist, and a purple-gold bead crown on his head.
It is clearly a slightly flashy dress, but when he wears it, he does not feel extravagant, but feels extravagant.
When the memory flashed, Yin Biyue almost twitched the corner of her mouth.
In addition to resenting the protagonist, the original body has no extra feelings for others.
I can only remember simple terms like 'Senior Brother Junyu' and 'Second Senior Sister Liu Chaoshuang', but when it comes to this person...
There is an attributive! !
"Talking, Fifth Junior Brother, Duan Chongxuan."
When did Xi Huafeng have such a strange attribute!
However, it was unexpected that the original body and this person never said a word. Now he is willing to help him.
Duan Chongxuan was about to say something, but unexpectedly someone was faster than him.
"Wait a minute!"
The crowd looked back.
The handsome young man in plain-colored Taoist robe, with long hair scattered and a resolute expression, entered with a sword in hand.
There was an uproar inside and outside the hall, and the sky was full of boiling.
"This... Brother Luo!"
"Why are you carrying a sword... Is it possible to punish the Yin person personally?"
"I don't like this dress."
Zhengyangzi frowned fiercely. The girl in pink behind her exclaimed.
Yin Biyue watched Luo Mingchuan walk into the hall and passed him without looking sideways.
Good to come! Assist is up to you!
Luo Mingchuan walked ten steps away from Zhengyangzi, knelt down heavily, and there was a muffled sound on the blue brick.
He said loudly, "This disciple has something to say!"
Everyone was shocked by this change.
Zhengyangzi suddenly frowned.
With a cultivation realm like his, he can spy on heaven's secrets, and even have a keen hunch about what will happen. He didn't know what Luo Mingchuan was going to say, but his intuition told him that it was by no means within his control.
Very bad premonition.
Almost without hesitation, he shouted angrily, "Shut up! How can you speak!"
Luo Mingchuan kowtowed fiercely and was about to speak.
Zhengyang Ziqing scolded, "Forbidden!"
As soon as the voice fell, the person who was kneeling suddenly lost his voice.
Yin Biyue lowered her head silently.
You are working too hard, the protagonist, don't react so violently, you only need to stand up and say a few soft words of pleading, of course the master who treats you as his own son will buy your face...
The outside of the hall is like boiling water, and countless disciples are scrambling to look inside the hall.
"Hey! Brother Luo, why did he kneel down!"
"Don't, don't, you're blocking me..."
The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall guarding the gate of the hall stopped people in chaos.
Countless pairs of eyes in the hall fell on Sect Master Zheng Yangzi and Luo Mingchuan.
Many people were secretly shocked. What was the intention of the Sect Master? Luo Mingchuan clearly had something to say. Could it be that there is something else hidden in this matter
Looking at the young man in the first seat of Xihua Peak, his face was still expressionless, and it was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger.
Zheng Yangzi took a deep breath and waved his hand, "The results of the deliberation will be announced tomorrow, and an explanation will be given to all of you. The peak masters and Xi Huafeng disciples will stay, and the rest will be gone."
This attitude is obviously to close the door and speak.
The disciples who stood behind the peak masters wisely retired.
The few people who had just argued with Duan Chongxuan looked at Luo Mingchuan who was kneeling in the hall, and walked out one by one, "I'll wait for Senior Brother Xinluo!" They also exited.
Duan Chongxuan stood back behind Jun Yu. The law enforcement disciples dispersed the spectators outside the hall, and the tall and wide hall door slammed shut with a muffled sound, isolating the two worlds inside and outside the hall.
The noise outside the hall gradually dissipated. All kinds of speculation and discussion finally fell silent.
Yin Biyue took a look at them one by one.
What is left now is probably the core of power and strength of the entire Cang Ya.
However, the protagonist is really popular. Those disciples don't say they believe in the Sect Master or Xi Huafeng, they only believe in Luo Mingchuan, tsk tsk.
My few cheap senior brothers are really amazing, none of them went out, not even the little Daoist boy... Oh, that seems to be the sword-carrying boy of the senior brother Jun Yu
Zhengyangzi lifted the gag order and said solemnly, "What do you want to say?"
Luo Mingchuan knelt in the hall and looked back.
The sapphire brick reflects the tall and straight figure of the young man. Thin lips pursed slightly, white hair and cold eyes.
The troubled mind these days is inexplicably calmed down.
Whatever the outcome, he knew he would not regret it.
Everyone in the temple heard a loud sentence,
"This disciple is willing to be punished for Junior Brother Yin!"