The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

On the top of Rebirth Cliff, there was silence, and Qing Lingzong was stunned.

Shen Liuxiang started arguing with the suzerain in Lingxiao hall in order to protect the tangled hair, and even got to the point of cutting off his robe and rebelling against the sect, which made the suzerain let go.

Today, he cut it off with his own hands, saying that he would not pester Sword Master any more.

These words spit out from the mouth of Shen Liuxiang who had been obsessed with Ye Bingran for ten years, and the impact on everyone was no less shocking than the collapse of the sky.

Ling Hua allowed Shen Liuxiang to enter Sifangchi, also to teach him a lesson.

Seeing Ye Bingran as a ruthless swordsman early, people don't care about him at all, returning the forbidden technique with great fanfare, isn't it just setting Shen Liuxiang on the fire?

He wanted to make his friend suffer so much and be more sober, but he didn't expect that Shen Liuxiang would directly cut off the hair, and he did it cleanly and without hesitation!

Ling Hua was so excited that his fingers trembled.

Shen Liuxiang stood on a high place, fine snow fell on his shoulders, the wind blew his hair quite messy, he ran his fingertips across the corner of his mouth, wiped away some blood, and walked down from Sifangchi.

"Do you want to help?" Ling Yue stretched out his hand expressionlessly.

Shen Liuxiang's face was pale, and he looked bloodless, only his blood-stained lips were magnificently red. Ling Yue got close, and felt that his breathing was unstable, and the aura around him was very disordered.

How can there be nothing wrong with entering the Sifang Pond? In the current situation, he is trying to hold on.

Shen Liuxiang clenched the hilt of the sword: "No need."

He was half pretending, half real, the big and small wounds on his body were bleeding, the pain made his whole body tremble, and he could hardly stand still.

But you can't let other people touch him, and you will be noticed if you wear the soul guard.

Shen Liuxiang's eyes flickered slightly, he raised his hand, and pointed his index finger at a young man through the crowd, "Come and help me."

Sights from all directions came in an instant.

Zhou Xuanlan lowered his eyes, unable to see the emotion in his eyes, only his tone was rather stiff: "Yes, Master."

The matter of Yushen Jue is over, Ye Bingran has no reason to continue to stay, not to mention, apart from Shen Liuxiang, he is the one who receives the most attention here.

Some people can't wait to see his expression.

I want to know how Shen Liuxiang reacted after that action.

They are all boring people, Ye Bingran flicked his sleeves and robes, and wanted to take the disciples away.

At this time, someone stopped him: "Jianzun wait a moment."

Shen Liuxiang half leaned on his apprentice, cheered up, and said loudly: "I have already received my punishment, it's up to you next."

Ye Bingran frowned, and the disciples of Jianzong were the first to erupt behind him.

"Why should Sword Master be punished? What is the crime?"

"I just said that I would not pester the sword master, but now I can't control it. The majestic fairy has turned his back on what he said, which is simply ridiculous!"

Shen Liuxiang didn't explain much, but just looked at Ling Yue: "Open the scroll in your hand."

Ling Yue frowned, realizing something.

Yushen Jue is a forbidden technique within the sect, and it is protected by its own secret technique. Except for the suzerain who can open the scroll, other people who want to observe it can only forcibly break this technique with their cultivation.

But at this time, with a flick of his finger, he opened the scroll easily. It was obvious that someone had broken the secret technique and had read the Imperial Art!

"what happened?"

Ling Hua's face also changed slightly, and he looked at Ye Bingran with sharp eyes, "Didn't the sword master say that he never moved."

Ye Bingran showed astonishment: "I really haven't opened it."

The disciples in the sect heard the words and immediately counterattacked: "You Qing Lingzong, don't splash dirty water, Shen Xianjun must have opened it without authorization, and now come to slander our sword master."

"Why do you say that the sword master opened it, don't spit blood!"

Ling Hua's eyes fell on Shen Liuxiang again. Yushen Jue is a forbidden technique to control people's mind, and it is not a trivial matter to be read by others.

"The scroll is not what I read, someone can testify,"

The wound hurt like a fire, Shen Liuxiang frowned, and tightened his grip on Zhou Xuanlan's fingers, but there was a bit of sternness on his face.

"Jianzun, why not talk about it."

Everyone looked at it, Ye Bingran slightly closed his eyes, and was silent for a while, "When Shen Xianjun handed it to me, he specially told me about the secret technique. At that time, the scroll was intact and the secret technique was still there."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

The scroll only passed through the hands of Shen Xianjun and Ye Jianzun, if Shen Xianjun didn't open it, then only...

"Impossible, Sword Master is not such a petty person. Besides, if he really has the heart to observe, why send him back to Qingling, isn't he throwing himself into a trap!"

"Could it be that Sword Master is protecting Shen Xianjun?"

"...It's better to let me believe in Ye Jianzun's secret spying technique."

Ling Yue walked up to Ye Bingran, with a serious face: "This matter is no small matter, I hope Master Jian will explain it clearly, have you ever lent the Imperial Art to someone else?"

Shen Liuxiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was curious about how Ye Bingran would answer, no one in the book revealed this matter, so Ye Bingran briefly let Su Baiche keep the scroll to be covered up.

"...Never." Ye Bingran replied.

Shen Liu smiled.

This is the treatment that the protagonist Su Baiche deserves, and it can make a person who has never lied break the precept for him.

He turned to look at his apprentice: "If someone made a mistake, would you cover him?"

Being leaned against, Zhou Xuanlan still stood upright, and replied after hearing the words: "If you make a mistake, you should be punished, no matter who it is."

Shen Liuxiang didn't believe it: "That person is Su Zhenren."

Zhou Xuanlan looked at him inexplicably: "I don't know how Su Zhenren is different from other people."

Su Zhenren is approachable and is very kind to his disciples, but he has no personal relationship with him.

Shen Liuxiang shook his head with an inscrutable face.

still small.

If she grows up a bit more, others will have red eyes when they touch Su Baiche in the future!

Ling Yue frowned, and looked at Xianjun Ling Hua.

Since Ye Bingran can't tell anyone else, no matter whether he has read the forbidden art or not, he must bear the responsibility.

The question is how to punish.

After all, Ye Bingran is the world-renowned Sword Master of Beilun, the big punishment is too heavy, Beilun will not let it go, and the small punishment is too easy, it is rumored that Qingling was afraid of Jianzong.

"Use the Whiplash to shock the heavens and weep ghosts. It's famous enough," Ling Hua thought of something, "The person holding the whip can control the power for a period of time, and then the execution of Ye Bingran will be lighter."

Ling Yue nodded: "Shang Ke, who will hold the whip?"

Ye Bingran is the personal disciple of Jianzhen Taoist, Beilun Sword Master, so the person who punishes him can't be random, and his status must be comparable to him.

Ling Hua: "I'll come."

Although his master is not as respected as Taoist Jianzhen, he still occupies the position of an immortal monarch, and he is barely able to do anything present.

Ye Bingran voluntarily accepted the punishment.

The disciple in the sect had no choice but to look at the culprit, Shen Liuxiang, with hatred.

This person must have used treacherous tricks to frame Sword Master!

"It is rumored that once the awakening whip falls, the Nascent Soul cultivators will be torn apart. Even though the Sword Master is one step behind the God Transformation Realm, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear it."

"Fortunately, the person holding the whip is not Elder Ling Yue. I heard that he is a cruel and merciless person."

"Can you have some insight? Immortal Linghua is even more terrifying! Seven kills and seven rescues, the demon Meng Yue, drove that monster princess crazy, isn't the method cruel enough?"

"So, isn't Sword Master..."

The cold wind on the top of the cliff intensified, and the falling snow swirled and danced.

Shen Liuxiang was shivering from the cold, and found that Zhou Xuanlan was exuding heat from top to bottom, so he couldn't help but lean on him to hug him.

Like an octopus, grabbing on the apprentice.

"Master, it's hurtful." Zhou Xuanlan grabbed the hand on his shoulder.

Throw it away.

Shen Liuxiang persevered, and climbed up again, with a trembling voice: "I'm cold, my wound hurts, and I can't stand still...Really, I'm about to die, please let me lean on it for a while, or I will collapse!"

Zhou Xuanlan turned his head to look at the head resting on his shoulder.

The exquisite eyebrows and eyes in the picture are drooping, the expression is very sluggish, the face is bloodless, and the lips are trembling slightly.

"..."

Judging by its appearance, it seems that it is really dying.

That's all, harmless.

The apprentice didn't stop him any more, Shen Liuxiang beamed with joy, changed his posture, and leaned comfortably.

He was about to ask Zhou Xuanlan why he looked like a small stove, when he raised his eyes, he saw Ye Bingran following Ling Hua up the high platform, Ling Hua was holding a dark whip in his hand.

"That whip, it should be very painful to beat someone."

Zhou Xuanlan glanced: "Master Hua Xianjun will not be cruel, Master Jianzun's safety, Master can rest assured."

"Why didn't you act ruthlessly?!" Shen Liu was startled.

He was still waiting for Ye Bingran to be beaten until he screamed, he even got into the square blood pool, if it wasn't for the soul-protecting clothes, he would have already been dying, Ye Bingran only received a small punishment, what is God's reason for!

"Since Ling Hua can hold the whip, can I also?"

Zhou Xuanlan nodded.

In terms of status, the most suitable person present to punish Ye Bingran is Shen Liuxiang.

but……

"Master, isn't it too cold, the wound hurts so badly, the whole body is going to die, and you still have the strength to whip people with a god?"

Shen Liuxiang let go of his apprentice, and smiled resentfully: "As a teacher, it seems... suddenly I can do it again!"

Zhou Xuanlan: "..."

Shen Liuxiang volunteered to be a thug, Ling Hua had no objection, so he handed over the Whiplash to him, regardless of other things, it was indeed appropriate for Shen Liuxiang to learn from Taoist Wuyuan.

But Ling Yue was unwilling: "If you are too light on Ye Bingran, you will tell the suzerain when he comes back!"

Shen Liuxiang knew what he was thinking.

Worried that he would be carried away by love, and he was reluctant to hurt Ye Bingran at all.

In fact, besides Ling Yue's thinking, the other people present also had the same thought. They all thought that Shen Liuxiang took over the magic whip to protect Ye Bingran, and couldn't bear him to be hurt in the slightest.

The faces of Qing Lingzong disciples were ashen, and they felt that Shen Xianjun was about to embarrass the sect again.

The disciple of Jianzong let out a long breath, and his expression relaxed.

Even if he hates Shen Liuxiang extremely, he has to admit that this person is sincere to Jian Zun, and he is never willing to hurt him!

"You come?"

Ye Bingran stood with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows slightly frowned, "It was my fault, so don't keep your hands."

Even those who were punished advised him not to hold back.

The corners of Shen Liuxiang's lips were slightly raised, and he couldn't help but chuckled, slowly mobilizing the spiritual power in his body.

In this case, it is better to obey than to be respectful.

This body has been seriously injured and has not healed so far. When he suddenly mobilized his spiritual power, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood. He could only transfer the spiritual power into the magic whip little by little to stimulate it.

A cup of tea passed.

On the high platform, there was no movement yet.

Someone in Lingzong of the Qing Dynasty gritted his face and gritted his teeth: "Will you fight or not? Ye Jianzun has peeped at the forbidden art in my door, and the fairy still can't do it!"

The disciple of Jianzong laughed contemptuously.

"Let me just say, Shen Xianjun's previous actions were just to please the public. If he had the heart, he wouldn't have knelt and begged for a few days at the gate of our Sword Sect just to see the Sword Master."

"This statement is very reasonable. I see that even if he whips himself twice today, he will never..."

Snapped!

The whip fell.

Ye Bingran knelt on the ground with one knee, the clothes on the back were torn open, revealing a black and blue bloodstain extending from the neck to the tailbone, extremely ferocious.

The whole place fell silent.