Counterattack Xiaoxian

There was a tense situation here, and the most nervous one was Ye Chuqing.

He swallowed his saliva, looked at Xie Furong and said, "Senior sister... I didn't kill anyone."

"What a shame! Even the gods can't save you. Let's go to Elder Luo and explain."

The two Taoist boys took action first and reached out to grab it.

How could a strong man allow others to seize food from a tiger's mouth? He remained motionless and punched "bang, bang" like a cannon, forcing them to turn around and resist.

After several moves, the Taoist boys saw that they were outmatched, so they each took out an iron feather whisk and prepared for a fierce battle.

Suddenly, a wheel of ice rolled past, neutralizing the attack from both sides.

Xie Furong emerged from the ice and said without any doubt: "You don't have to argue, this matter is under the jurisdiction of the Criminal Hall."

Then he looked at Ye Chuqing and said, "Follow me back to the execution hall."

These words were more lethal than before, and the eyes of the monks onlookers all changed.

Oh my God! What did we all hear?

Could it be that there is really a hidden secret between the two of them...?

Hearing this, Ye Chuiqing seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and hurriedly hid behind him.

you do not say!

The consequences of falling into the hands of the other two families can be imagined, and the execution hall is at least a place that is reasonable on the surface.

The strong man turned ugly, but said nothing.

The two Taoist boys also lost their arrogance. One of them shouted as if he was looking for trouble: "Fu Rongxue, you must think clearly, this is the person Elder Luo wants."

"If Elder Luo wants someone, please ask him to come to the execution hall in person."

"The same goes for the Cao family."

Xie Furong led Ye Chuqing through the crowd and walked away slowly.

The faces of the cultivators behind him were full of excitement. It may not be until tomorrow that all kinds of gossip will spread throughout the outer gate.

The execution hall is located at Tears Cliff. For the outer disciples, this is the place closest to hell.

The leader of the execution hall is Mu Xin, the great elder of the outer sect. As the name suggests, he has a heart of stone.

Xie Furong is his most capable general, specializing in official documents and files.

Taking Ye Chuiqing into a small, tightly guarded room, Xie Furong said: "Before the hall master makes a decision, you have one night to think about how to deal with it."

"Senior sister, I have never done what they said...!"

"Someone will ask you these questions, so just stay here and don't move anything."

Ye Chuiqing took a closer look and saw that the furnishings were elegant and there seemed to be a fragrance lingering there. She knew that this was probably her own office.

Why! What else? People have already reached this point.

So he bowed deeply: "Thank you, Senior Sister, for protecting me. I may never have the opportunity to ask Senior Sister for Vipassana techniques again. It's such a pity!"

"It's so interesting. You start thinking about Vipassana at the first level of Qi Refining. Didn't anyone tell you that this method requires you to reach the second level of Qi Refining and have first formed your spiritual consciousness?"

"Ah...this Happy!"

Ye Chuiqing really didn't know. He could only blame his predecessor, Bing Er, for his poor brain. No wonder he was tricked to death.

Seeing his frustration, Xie Furong asked, "You must learn?"

"If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!"

Xie Furong cast a surprised look, hesitated slightly, and took out a booklet.

"You are currently unable to master Vipassana, but you may be able to give Vipassana a try. I will lend you this book for reference and return it to me tomorrow."

Ye Chuiqing took it, his hands still warm, but the other party had already closed the door and left.

In fact, with Ye Chuiqing's current situation, how could he be in the mood to learn any ideas from Vipassana? It was just an excuse to get close to Xie Furong.

Have you lived today and still don’t know if there will be tomorrow?

He has to find a way to survive!

After thinking wildly for a long time, I was unable to do anything, so I had to comfort myself: "Life or death is determined by fate!"

Next I opened the book and took a look.

What catches the eye is a line of elegant small characters: Wu Nei Chao Yuan.

What you read below is indeed an introductory visualization method and annotations. It is easy to understand and extremely detailed.

The method of Vipassana is to look down at oneself with spiritual consciousness, but there is consciousness before spiritual consciousness is born.

Cultivation of consciousness can also allow you to travel freely in your spirit and reach the top of the spiritual platform.

At the moment, Ye Chuiqing practiced as he said, sat down to breathe, and entered a state of forgetting both things and myself.

He didn't know whether this method was particularly suitable for him, or whether Xie Furong's explanation was good, but he quickly figured out the way.

His consciousness continued to sink and he entered a strange world.

Everything in the field of vision was hazy, and the mountains and rivers seemed to be shrouded in darkness. Only one star was as bright as dust, neither increasing nor extinguishing.

He was immediately attracted, and it took him a long time to get within a thousand meters.

It is impossible to move forward anymore, it is like maintaining an eternal distance.

This star point looks like someone used a needle to poke a small hole in the thick paper shell, and a ray of light shines through.

The light is transparent, weak but firm, and the other end seems to be connected to another universe.

What is another universe like?

Ye Chuiqing seemed to feel some kind of mysterious call, which gave him a strong urge to dig out the holes with a screwdriver...

So that more light can come in!

Because of this desire, he suddenly used his spiritual power.

And in an instant, perhaps in response, thousands of wind blades appeared out of thin air and surrounded him.

Wind blades spread across the vast space, seemingly chaotic, but blocking the way everywhere, like a dark and dangerous maze.

When Ye Chuiqing saw this, his scalp felt tight and he instinctively wanted to escape.

Even in his visualization, he would not be stupid enough to break through with his physical body, so he tentatively sent out a wind blade.

The wind blade leaves the body and consumes almost no spiritual power, which is inevitably a bit unexpected.

After the maze was hit, it suddenly changed its formation and closed up at an extremely fast speed.

He suddenly panicked and fired the wind blades randomly one after another. For a moment, the wind was flying everywhere and he was dazzled...

In less than half a moment, he couldn't hold it any longer and exploded with a bang, returning to the room.

Ye Chuiqing sat paralyzed on the ground, and the water beneath her body formed a river.

Thinking about the thrill just now, it's still hard to calm down.

However, after this battle, the spiritual power in his body seemed to have become much purer, and his understanding of "Wind Blade Technique" became deeper.

"Wow! It seems like it can be used as a test..."

He vaguely felt that he had picked up something extremely useful.

One night flew by, and two disciples from the execution hall came to pick him up and take him to the Wenxin Hall, where prisoners are interrogated.

There are several people sitting in the hall, including Xie Furong.

An old man with white beard said: "Fu Rong, it's up to you to ask."

"As you command, Master."

Xie Furong stepped forward and asked: "Grain Depot Disciple Bing Er, can you plead guilty to the accusation that you killed Qu Da, the head of the grain depot, and Cao Demeng, the nephew of the Heishui Cao family?"

"deny."

This was the first time Ye Chuiqing learned the full names of the two people.

But he had thought about it before he came. If he refused to admit it until he died, there might be a chance of survival.

"Okay, the punishment hall is not in vain. Please tell me what happened in detail."

Ye Chuiqing naturally picked up what he could say and refused to say what he couldn't. Generally speaking, he didn't hide anything.

After telling the story, he looked excited and shouted: "Sister, I was wronged."

Xie Furong had no expression on her face and asked: "Is there any evidence for what you said?"

"Disciple doesn't know, there shouldn't be."

"It's understandable that you said you didn't know about Qu Da's disappearance, but Cao Demeng and his companions died. Why didn't you report it to the sect?"

"I'm afraid! And this is not a glorious thing. I also regret it very much..."

Ye Chuiqing squeezed out two tears seemingly innocently.

"Damn Shuzi!"

"Bright words!"

Two figures broke into the hall with front and rear legs.

In front is a fat old man, and behind is a young man in gorgeous clothes.

He had met the fat old man once before, Elder Luo, the master of the outer dining hall, but he did not recognize the young man in fine clothes.

"Senior brother, Qu Da is my registered disciple. I don't know whether he will live or die right now, so I can't spare this little thief." The fat old man shouted loudly as he entered the door.

The young man in colorful clothes saluted Mu Xin and said, "Uncle, I am Cao Yin. My father asked me to handle this matter."

He turned around and smiled handsomely at Xie Furong: "Hey, Junior Sister Furong is here too. I haven't seen her for a long time. She looks more charming now."

Xie Furong didn't look sideways, just treating him as air.

Mu Xin lowered his head and said, "We don't talk about personal affairs in the Wenxin Palace. Just step back and Furong will continue the interrogation."

The fat old man was impatient: "What kind of trial is there? He must be the one who did it. First he let the dog commit the crime, and then he deliberately killed someone. You should leave it to me to take him back to the dining hall and deal with him."

Ye Chuiqing felt wronged by Bala: "Elder Luo, I am also your old subordinate, you can't be partial! This disciple is only at the first level of Qi refining, how can he kill him and manage his affairs?"

The fat old man was obviously stagnant. This was indeed a flaw.

The young man in colorful clothes sneered again and again: "You can't escape the death of my brother Cao Demeng, can you? According to what you said, your cultivation level is low, why are you the only one who can escape?"

"I...!" He was still trying to excuse himself.

I heard Xie Furong loudly say: "Those who form a team to hunt privately, and those who escape before the battle, cancel their cultivation to see the consequences."

Ye Chuiqing felt like he had been hit by a hammer.

Although I had been mentally prepared for it, when it arrived, I still felt unspeakably sad, and everything seemed like a dream.

Afterwards, several voices sounded.

"Haha, how could I, a member of the Heishui Cao family, die in vain!"

"Senior brother..."

"No need to say anything, just follow Furong's judgment."