At noon, a group of people rode up the mountain on horseback.
Each of them was wearing a black robe with stars painted on it. When they rode on their horses, it was as if a galaxy was shining.
“Master, are we climbing the mountain like this? We came down the mountain secretly.” asked a man in black robe.
Xing He, the head of Xingxiu Academy, did not answer the question directly. He just looked up at the sky and said slowly: "In three days, it will snow."
The day when snow falls is the day when Bai Jile will kill Xie Kanhua.
The gate of Qingming Court remained tightly closed. All the elite troops who remained on Weilong Mountain gathered in a small hut, waiting for the only remaining deputy commander to decide their future.
"Qingming Academy has been established for so many years, and we are going to disband it just because of Mr. Long's words?" An old man sat on the first seat that originally belonged to Mr. Long and said in a deep voice.
“But most of the disciples who lived at the foot of the mountain did not come back. The strength of Qingming Academy today is already 80% reduced. Under the current situation, it is difficult for us to continue to have the previous status on the mountain.” A young disciple said worriedly.
"During the siege of Demon City, it is obvious that Bai Jile was using someone else's knife to kill someone. I once urged Mr. Long not to go down the mountain. But Mr. Long did not listen and insisted on going down the mountain for his own private wishes." The old man said in a deep voice, "So this time, no matter what happens in Shanglin Palace, we will not take any action."
"Will something big happen in Shanglin Palace recently?" the young disciple asked worriedly.
"Yes, whoever survives to the end will become the new ruler of Shanglin Palace." The old man slammed the table hard.
"Knock knock knock." At this time, the gate of Qingming Courtyard was knocked gently.
"Who!" the old man shouted angrily.
"Me." A calm voice answered him.
"Bai Long?" The old man groaned for a moment, "Qing Ming Academy has an important matter and needs to be closed. Except for my Qing Ming Academy disciples..."
"Master Chen." The courtyard gate was still closed, but Bai Long's figure appeared outside the hut.
The old man narrowed his eyes: "What did you call me?"
"Master Chen." Bai Long waved his hand and a piece of paper flew into the room, passing by everyone. A gust of wind forced everyone to retreat, but the old man did not move at all. He grabbed the paper and looked at it carefully. He saw his appointment written on the paper. He sneered: "Does Bai Jile think he can bribe me like this?"
"It's not bribery, I just hope that Master Chen can take on the responsibility of the Master of Qingming Academy." Bai Long lowered his head and said.
"What is the responsibility of Qingming Court?" the old man said dimly.
"Of course. Kill anyone who breaks into the mountains." Bailong said slowly.
The old man still sneered: "My Qingming Academy will no longer be a knife in the hands of others."
"Master Chen, you are wrong. The purpose of Qingming Academy since its inception is to become the sword of others. The only difference is the choice of the person holding the sword." Bai Long turned around and said, "And I think Master Chen can make the right choice."
The front yard of the Criminal Law Court.
Jiekong helplessly slammed the crescent shovel in his hand to the ground: "Still no news about Jiese?"
"No. He ran down the mountain after meeting Xie Kanhua that day. We originally thought that he would appear in the battle to encircle and suppress Demon City, but according to the current intelligence, he did not show up." A burly middle-aged monk next to Jiekong also shook his head repeatedly, feeling helpless.
"Alas, do I really have to hand over such a huge foundation of the Criminal Law Court to the hands of such an unreliable fake monk?" Jie Kong sighed lightly.
"I'm afraid we won't be able to wait for him to come back. The weather is getting colder and colder, and it's only a matter of time before snow falls. If Bai Jile really wants to take action, Shanglin Palace will be in chaos." The middle-aged monk frowned and said, "Why don't we send someone to talk to Jie Se and just not come back, so that we can escape a disaster."
"No one can escape this disaster." Jie Kong said in a deep voice.
"I really don't understand. If Bai Jile wants to kill, why does he have to choose the day of falling snow to deliberately hook everyone's heart? Everyone knows that if he wants to kill Xie Kanhua, Helian Xiyue will rebel. Once Helian Xiyue rebels, the two buildings will kill each other, and there will naturally be unusual movements in the four courtyards. What's the benefit for him? He is obviously the de facto number one in the Heavenly Palace." asked the middle-aged monk.
"Perhaps this is the chaos that Bai Jile has been waiting for for a long time. Only after the chaos will there be a new Shanglin Palace." Jiekong looked at the Criminal Law Court in front of him.
Unlike other places in Shanglin Heavenly Palace, the Criminal Law Court is as quiet as an ordinary temple. And because it is in charge of punishments within the Heavenly Palace, everyone has an innate air of rigor.
Of course, the unreasonable idea of abstaining from both love and sex does not count.
It is difficult to associate such a place with the Shanglin Palace, which is currently in turmoil.
"So what role will our Criminal Law Institute play in the process of becoming the new Shanglin Heavenly Palace?" the middle-aged monk asked again, "Now many disciples in the institute have asked me this question, and I don't know how to answer it?"
"We've gone through so much trouble just to say one sentence. If a real fight breaks out, who will we help?" Jie Kong said with a smile.
The middle-aged monk smiled bitterly and said, "What the abbot said is not wrong."
"Actually, I don't know either. I just know," Jie Kong frowned and said, "I absolutely cannot stand on Bai Jile's side."
"Oh? Why?" the middle-aged monk asked puzzledly.
"I have met many people, but none of them is as unpredictable as Bai Jile. A strong ally is worth relying on. But an ally who is so unfathomable will only make people worry that we may be the next target he will eliminate." Jie Kong replied.
“But in the morning, when Deputy Tower Master Bailong came, you, Chief, agreed to him.” The middle-aged monk said thoughtfully.
"It's just a temporary solution." Jie Kong turned around, "Jie Wu, you have to remember..."
With a "bang", the crescent shovel fell heavily to the ground.
Jie Kong lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the dagger stuck in his chest, then slowly raised his head and looked at his closest junior brother: "Why?"
Jie Wu stopped and retreated three steps away, his originally honest face showing a bit of ferocity: "Brother, I was originally considering whether to do this or not. But you insisted on handing the future of the Criminal Law Court to that useless little brother, so you can't blame me."
"You are wrong." Jie Kong shook his head.
"Why am I wrong? The Criminal Law Court is the place that manages the punishments of the entire Shanglin Palace. It is the most majestic place. How can we hand over the future to that guy who escaped from the Qingming Courtyard!" Jie Wu said angrily.
"First of all, the Criminal Law Court needs to have a future." Jiekong slowly raised his hand, and the crescent shovel that fell on the ground flew back into his hand.
Jie Wu was shocked. He didn't expect that Jie Kong, who was already seriously injured, could actually pick up his weapon again. He hurriedly drew the knife from his waist.
But Jie Kong didn't do anything in the end. He just shook his head and said, "Forget it."
The crescent shovel fell back to the ground, and Jiekong fell backwards.