If you are lucky enough to be reborn, develop first and then take revenge.

Xiao Muyu also didn't expect that a saint at such a level would show up so easily. Presumably the person who committed the theft did not expect that the saint would take action himself.

The saint in the middle looked unfamiliar, but the two saints next to him recognized him. Even if they took action to suppress it, the four major sects were caught here without even the ability to resist.

One of the elders on both sides stood up, came to several people and asked:

"Fellow Taoists, my clan has treated you well, at least I haven't harmed you! Why did you steal our clan's sacred scripture? The importance of the sacred scripture is related to the rise and fall of our clan. We hope that those who do it can take the initiative to hand it over. We are still honored guests. If we find it ourselves, it won’t be offset by one or two lives!”

Shocking Sword said angrily:

"I have been practicing swordsmanship all my life, so your holy scriptures are of no use! I will only rob what I like, not steal!"

Lingyun Jian next to him also echoed:

"We sword cultivators dare to do what we do! If you doubt us, you are humiliating us! This matter will never end!"

As he spoke, Lingyun Jian's sword energy exploded, and he faintly wanted to break through the restriction. The saint on the main seat waved his hand to suppress it, and suddenly a huge pressure came down. Lingyun Sword couldn't support it and knelt down on one knee. He didn't want to be aggrieved and held on to the end. Until he passed out.

The two Xinghe faction members are older and not so strong. As the leader, Mr. Zhao has his own pride.

"Since the Qingming Clan and I, the Qingxuan Realm, can communicate with each other, we will definitely not stop contacting each other in the future. We are also the backbone of the Qingxuan Realm. What the Qingming Clan did to us, the saints of our clan will definitely not do it if they know about it. Let’s give it up. Please come up with evidence before speaking!”

The young saint sitting on the main seat stepped closer and suddenly asked:

"How many saints are there in your Qingxuan world?"

Head Zhao looked proud and replied:

"There are seven holy places in our Qingxuan Realm. We don't know the number of saints in each holy place, but there are at least two or more! In addition, there are thirteen holy gates, all of which are guarded by saints!"

Mr. Zhao wanted to see the other party's surprised expression, but he was disappointed. Although the other party looks young, he is also an old monster who has been practicing for many years. Joy cannot be expressed in form.

The elders of the Qingming Tribe asked every outsider, but none of them admitted to stealing the book.

Suddenly, the saint on the main seat stood up. Come to everyone. After the saint's pressure was released, everyone was unable to stand still, sitting or lying down. This saint has a mark of a leaf on his forehead. Suddenly he took action against Xue Ling. Xue Ling was controlled in the air, and then reached out to grab it. When he opened his palm again, he was holding the items in Xue Ling's storage space. Xiao Muyu knew that Xue Ling was a demon spirit and would not put things outside, but would only put them in the body. As a result, he was unprepared and was found out at once.

After checking, this person threw the things aside along with Xue Ling and was suppressed by Elder Qing Ming. Then he stretched out his hand towards Xiao Muyu. Xiao Muyu struggled motionless, feeling like someone was peeking at her. Then my heart moved, and I felt that I and the Eternal Life Jade Pendant had been caught. Then the saint rummaged for a while and returned the jade pendant to himself. After checking it with his spiritual sense, he found that there were not many things.

Fortunately, the secrets and magic weapons in the body were not discovered, otherwise he would not be able to protect himself.

Baiyun Jiange's non-resistance also affected the Xinghe Sect. Seeing that they couldn't resist, Head Zhao and Old Monster Su didn't say anything even though their belongings were picked up and thrown to them.

Wenjian Zong was as tough as ever. Even though he was suppressed and couldn't move, he was still yelling:

"You're just bullying us because of your high cultivation level. If you encounter someone in the same situation, I'll kill you all with one hand!"

The saint of the Qingming Tribe snorted coldly, vomited blood from the mouth of his shocking sword, and could no longer speak.

Lingyun Jian said angrily:

"Bullying the small with the big is nothing!"

The saint of the Qingming tribe had piercing eyes, and a cold light passed by. Ling Yunjian also vomited blood and was speechless. Except for a sword, all the belongings of the two swordsmen were thrown at the feet of the saint. He just insults the weak.

Xiao Muyu also felt bad, this world is like this, the strong are respected. If you don't accept it, I'll beat you until you do!

The Saint of the Qingming Clan was also unhappy. He searched for six people but couldn't find them.

Just when he stretched out his hand to Taoist Ping, Taoist Ping changed his silence, raised his head and stared at the saint of the Qingming tribe and said:

"If men and women don't kiss each other, saints can't insult me ​​either!"

The saint of the Qingming clan frowned and said coldly:

"Although our two races are similar, they are actually different races. To me, you are no different from the monkey demon on the tree! What about etiquette and morality!"

Fellow Daoist Ping didn't say anything, he just glared at him. When the Saint of the Qingming Clan reached out to explore her storage space, fellow Taoist Ping suddenly shouted:

"Go to hell, old man!"

As he spoke, fellow Taoist Ping took two steps forward. During these two steps, his body suddenly exploded. He actually blew himself up.

Fellow Taoist Ping is not a newly promoted Hedao monk like Su Laoguai. She has been immersed in the Hedao realm for more than a thousand years. Now he explodes in anger, and everyone around him suffers.

The saint of the Qingming Clan was extremely powerful and reacted quickly, but he was unscathed. However, the Jingtian Sword and Lingyun Sword beside them were seriously injured, and were affected by the self-destruction at close range. Seeing that there is less air coming in and more air coming out.

Others stay further away, which is fine. The Saint of the Qingming Tribe lifted up the two Wenjian Sect members from the void, quickly flew out, and at the same time spread a word.

"Arrest him quickly and bring him back!"

"Yes!"

More than [-] Tribulation-Transcending Dao Lords in the main hall quickly flew out. Xiao Muyu secretly sighed, it turned out that Ruyi Sect was the sect with the strongest foundation. There is a high probability that the Holy Scripture was stolen by the Ruyi Sect. Not only can they steal such treasures, but they can also break the saint's restrictions. She wouldn't believe it if they didn't have the support of a saint behind them.

Two Qingming clan members came in from outside the main hall and loosened the bonds of Xiao Muyu and the four others.

"Everyone, the tribe has something to do at the moment, so I can only ask you to stay a few more days. When the matter is over, our tribe will definitely apologize. Please forgive me!"

Head Zhao nodded and left without saying a word. If there are steps now, go down them. You have to hold back any grudges.

Xiao Muyu and Xue Ling were sent back to the room and were briefly free.

After the Qingming people left, Xue Ling suddenly said:

"Someone has been here!"

Xiao Muyu quietly felt it and said:

"Come out, you're exposed!"

I saw a picture of "a girl catching butterflies" on the wall suddenly squirming, and then the girl walked out of the painting. The girl smiled and then put the scroll in her hand.

"Pavilion Master Xiao, can you let the little girl hide here for a while?"

Xiao Muyu said in surprise:

"Are you a Taoist painter?"

The girl chuckled and said:

"Are you so surprised?"

Xiao Muyu shook her head and walked twice around the painted Taoist friend. I can’t help but admire:

"Sure enough! We were all deceived by you. Your true identity is hidden too deeply!"