At the moment, there is something worth pondering, that is, who is accusing himself of cultivating forbidden arts?

Fu Chengyang is a little confused, is it his sworn enemy or ......

But I have been cultivating here for many years, and I have no enemies at all, and I am simply a more transparent existence than a bubble.

Could it be that he has been doing things too ostentatiously recently?

When he thought about it, he was relieved, it was indeed easy to be coveted by others when he cultivated so quickly, but it had nothing to do with him, he was already very low-key, but that Yuyao Lu was so good that he hit the muzzle of his gun.

His own cultivation has grown, and only the elders with superb means can see the clues, as long as he does not show his dew, ordinary characters cannot see through his disguise.

What's more, everyone thinks that they are used to being wasted, who would have thought that today's waste would become a phoenix in a leap

of branches? Passing by the Sword Pavilion, there were many people surrounding the door, and when they approached, they could hear the whispers of others there.

"How can this be? This is too miserable......

" "Who would have thought that every door would be smashed to death by a pillar." One of the disciples put his hands on his sleeves and said, "It's a blessing or a curse, but you can't avoid it, and this can only be said to be fate." "

Get out of the way, get out of the way, what are you doing here!" A

loud shout came from behind the crowd, it turned out that several cabinet disciples had come to deal with things, and Shen Yueluo was among them.

Fu Chengyang noticed that Shen Yueluo seemed to have just come to watch the play, and she didn't mean to meddle in affairs, it was all those disciples who were busy before and after.

It is not difficult to guess from the conversations of others that there was a disciple who was hit by a fallen pillar when he was going out, and he died on the spot directly through the blood flow.

Holding the script in his hand, Fu Chengyang was not surprised by all this, it could only be said that it was fate, even if he wanted to help, but if this hand reached out and stained a little cause and effect, this surviving disciple could easily form an indefinite variable.

With that disciple's qualifications and identity, even if he survived, it wouldn't help him much, let alone talking about others behind his back, it didn't necessarily mean how good this disciple's character was.

So, Fu Chengyang was about to leave without looking back, but suddenly felt a beam of eyes fall on him.

When he turned his head, it turned out to be Shen Yueluo, who stared at him directly through the crowd, with a little surprise on his face, but more indifference.

Different from the searching gaze in the Pavilion, the latter's gaze can be called cold, Fu Chengyang is puzzled, she is like this, as if she has done something rebellious, it is difficult to understand.

She just stared at herself for a moment, and then withdrew her gaze.

As soon as that cold gaze left, Fu Chengyang breathed a sigh of relief, worthy of being the reincarnation of an immortal, this fluttering glance was like a thousand pounds, and he directly felt the pressure.

I just don't know what it means, could it be that she noticed something?

Before he had time to think about it, he watched as the other party's favorability towards him dropped directly to zero.

Fu Chengyang fell into deep thought, the other party was interested in him, and he saw it at that time, but he didn't expect this favorability to decline?

The question is what did she do to make her feel that she couldn't do it......

It doesn't seem to be, Fu Chengyang scratched his head, and across the crowd, Shen Yueluo entered the library, and her graceful figure had disappeared.

It was the first time or the first time I had seen someone smashing someone to death in the cultivation world, and it quickly became a topic of conversation among everyone.

So in the upsurge of discussion, Fu Chengyang gradually figured out the follow-up of this matter.

The follow-up of this matter can only be defined as an accident, this Wang Rong doesn't seem to have parents, he came here to practice with his own enthusiasm, and he didn't even know who to give the pension to when he had this accident, so he could only hastily repair a tomb.

As for the other person who was walking with him, he was almost scared half to death by this incident, when he saw him, his eyes were blue, obviously he hadn't slept well, plus the whole person was frightened, he had already lost weight, and when he saw Fu Chengyang, his face was frightened, as if he had seen some kind of flood beast.

"Why is he still practicing in the sect, didn't he expel him?"

After investigating the incident of the building smashing to death, Shen Yueluo remembered the situation when she saw Fu Chengyang that day, those two people criticized others behind their backs, it was a coincidence that it was Fu Chengyang, plus that person happened to be eavesdropping behind the bookcase, combined with the accident of the building smashing to death, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this matter had nothing to do with him.

How can there be such a coincidental thing in this world, and even if this sect has been established for a long time, and the buildings inside have been built for a long time, it will not fall down directly like a tofu scum project.

What's more, this book pavilion is guarded by great power, and this place is naturally a place where heavy troops are guarded, why does this building fall down as soon as the wind blows?"

One of the elders sat in the room, took a leisurely sip of tea and said.

"But there must be something wrong with the rapid growth of his cultivation, didn't you check it out?" Shen Yueluo couldn't believe it, was there any mistake, these elders in the sect actually let an evil cultivator continue to practice here, should this sect face be wanted or not?

The elder tilted a glance at her, and the woman in front of her had a delicate face, a calm face, and hung her head as if she was thinking about something.

The person in front of him is talented and intelligent, and he has excellent roots, and he is a good seedling for cultivation.

I have to say that Shen Yueluo in this inner and outer cabinet is the darling of everyone, and it can be regarded as an existence like the stars holding the moon, and even the elders have to consider three points because of her words when they see it.

This is why when he first reported Shen Chenyang for cultivating forbidden arts, several elders did not hesitate to choose to directly call Fu Chengyang to rectify the Fa on the spot—not only because of his rapidly growing cultivation, but also because of their trust in Shen Yueluo.

"How are you practicing lately?"

Unexpectedly, the elder no longer continued to speak about Fu Chengyang, but diverted the topic along with his own cultivation, Shen Yueluo was puzzled, but still replied honestly according to the elder's words: "With the help of all the elders, Yue Luo Xiuwei is being promoted step by step." "

That's good," the elder said with a smile as he stroked his beard from his chest for a long time, "in that case, continue to practice, and don't let these miscellaneous things disturb your mind." "

I can't watch an evil cultivator looking for trouble there. Shen Yueluo frowned, the elder obviously wanted her not to interfere in this matter anymore, but how could she stand by and watch.

She has been a righteous person since she was a child, and she draws a sword to help when she sees injustice, but she has always had zero tolerance for evil.

Zongmen is a fair place, countless people's dreams are stationed here to grow, people who work hard for their dreams are precious, but people who go crooked ways to realize their dreams are simply shameful!

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