After being wronged and rehabilitated

Xiang Chongjing was shouting: "Congxu! Congxu, calm down! I won't talk about the marriage anymore! Stop it! I'm going to throw up!"

Because of Xiang Chongjing's sentence "If we get married in the future, can we also arrange the wedding hall like that?", Gu Congxu was so ashamed and angry that his corners were turning red. Cloud blinded his sight, and hit the legendary "Xitang" straight from the air.

A loud bang.

Dusty.

The entire Yizong was shocked, and the people closest to the reception hall were dumbfounded looking at the ruins flying sawdust, not knowing how to react for a while.

In the dusty ruins, Xiang Chongjing's body was full of flames, supporting his body so that he did not fall into the ruins.

Gu Congxu didn't know where he was going, and there was no trace around him, so he thought he was hiding again.

The surrounding dust choked in panic, and Xiang Chongjing's legs were so weak that he couldn't stand at all. He could only use the strength of the flames to float over the ruins with his toes, and landed on the open space in front of him.

After standing up straight, Xiang Chongjing kept pawing at the dragon-like flame with all his strength, lest he could not control himself from falling down and throwing himself on the ground.

The dust gradually dissipated, and Xiang Chongjing took a few breaths before finally raising his head, facing the bustling crowd around him.

Phase Mirror: "..."

Relying on the cover of their faces, Man Qiuza and Yun Yanli watched the show with smiles on their faces.

Many monks stood up in the ruins crushed by the giant dragon. The monks who can take the main seat in the reception hall are often cultivated extremely high, but no one would have thought that something could be thrown from the roof of Quyizong. She had time to protect her body with spiritual power—although she didn't suffer any injuries, she was extremely embarrassed being crushed under the rubble.

Qu Weixian had never encountered such a situation before, and was wondering what to do, but when he saw that Xiang Chongjing was the one who smashed into his house, his child-protecting heart broke out first, and he didn't intend to pursue it immediately.

Just because Qu Weixian didn't pursue it doesn't mean that others won't.

There was too much commotion here, Qu Xing, who happened to be meeting an old friend outside, rushed over after hearing the news, and seeing the tragedy in front of him, that face that looked very similar to Qu Weixian's face suddenly became gloomy, and he was not angry prestige.

Xiang Chongjing was very afraid of Quxing when he was a child. If he made a slight mistake in his sword practice one day, he would be beaten up, or locked in a dark room without food and drink.

For Xiang Chongjing, who hadn't yet bigued at that time, such a punishment would have killed him—if Qu Weixian hadn't been sneaking around to see him, he might have been driven mad by the darkness around him.

After Xiang Chong came out of the Three Poisons Secret Realm, he always knew that sooner or later he would see Qu Xing again. He thought that after so many years, Qu Xing's harsh treatment of him when he was young would still make him fear again.

It was just unexpected that when Xiang Chongjing saw Qu Xing's seemingly unchanged face through the thin veil, there was no disturbance in his heart, and he even had the urge to laugh.

Was it this kind of person that I was most afraid of back then?

Gu Congxu, who was hiding in the sea of ​​Xiangzhong Mirror Consciousness, was sneaking a look at the mess he left behind, when he suddenly found that several lights around him that had been on for decades suddenly went out one after another.

Gu Congxu was taken aback.

Behind Qu Xing, there was a man in a monk's robe standing quietly, with a compassionate and refined demeanor. Seeing this tragic situation, he folded his hands together and uttered the Buddha's name, his eyes full of compassion.

Qu Xing's face was extremely ugly - anyone whose birthday was smashed by the roof would not look very good-looking, not to mention that Qu Xing was not an open-minded person.

He said coldly, "Who are you?"

Xiang Chongjing smiled at him, and saluted neither humble nor overbearing, with a brisk tone: "Xiang Chongjing, a disciple of the Yizong, left the sect for 60 years, and came back to celebrate the old suzerain's birthday."

When this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Everyone in the Three Realms knows that Xiang Chongjing, a disciple of the Quyi Sect in the Three Poisons Secret Realm, killed his fellow sects, formed a pact with the evil dragon, and was sealed in the Dinghun Coffin by the leaders of the Three Realms, Cansheng and Jin Chuling.

Back then Song Youqiu publicized the extinction of Xiang Chongjing's natal lamp to everyone, everyone thought he had died quietly in the coffin of the soul, why did he suddenly come back now?Still making such a big fuss?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, with different thoughts.

Qu Xing already knew the news that Xiang Chongjing had come out of the secret realm, but he never thought that he could directly destroy his own house on his birthday. When I went to Yizong, I didn’t have a disciple like you who deceived the master and destroyed the ancestors!”

Qu Weixian took a step forward and wanted to say something, but someone reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Qu Weixian looked back and saw that Su Cansheng had arrived at some time, and was looking down at him indifferently.

"Don't go." Su Cansheng whispered, "If you go to help Xiang Chongjing, there will be no place for you to go to Yizong."

Qu Weixian tilted his head and looked at him seriously.

He knew that Su Cansheng had always been extremely calm in dealing with people, and the words he said now were also the same. If Qu Weixian was going to Yizong to protect the mirror in front of so many guests, he would definitely be scolded by countless people , even if his father is Qu Xing, he can't protect him.

Seeing the dim light in his eyes, Su Cansheng almost begged: "Don't go, okay?"

Qu Weixian tilted his head again, looked at him for a long time, and then whispered in an extremely unfamiliar tone: "Who are you, why do you care about me?"

Su Cansheng's face turned pale in an instant, his body swayed, and he almost couldn't stand still.

It was the same back then.

Qu Weixian, who was seriously injured, fell into a coma for a whole year. After waking up and learning about Xiang Chongjing, he asked him with this expression.

"Where did you get the heavy mirror?"

Su Cansheng couldn't answer him at that time, let alone say it now.

After Qu Weixian shook off Su Cansheng's hand, he turned around and was about to run towards Xiang Chongjing, but Xiang Chongjing just glanced at him through the gap in the veil, and Qu Weixian immediately understood what he meant, and obediently stood in the original position. The ground stopped moving.

Su Cansheng's expression became even uglier.

Xiang Chongjing supported You Huo with a smile in his tone, as if he didn't listen to Qu Xing's words, and continued to say to himself: "Over 60 years have passed, the old suzerain is still brave and majestic, it really makes me... vomit."

Before he finished speaking, he couldn't hold back at all, holding You Huo to his head and vomited out.

Qu Xing: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Xiang Chongjing's whole body was wilted, and he forced himself to say a few words to Qu Xing, but finally couldn't control himself, his whole body hung on the flame like a dragon, and vomited in a daze.

I don't know, I thought it was Qu Xing who turned him off so much.

Qu Xing also mistakenly thought that Xiang Chongjing did it on purpose, and his fingers creaked, wishing he could draw his sword and kill him.

But the last sliver of reason told him that this was his birthday, and almost all the respectable people in the three worlds and nine states were here. If he was easily provoked by a few words, it would be his own face that would be lost.

Qu Xing took a deep breath, raised his hand lightly, almost gnashed his teeth and said, "Xiang Chongjing, since you are not dead, then there should be an end to the murder of the three disciples in the secret realm and the pact with the evil dragon. gone."

Several Yizong disciples quickly appeared, stood in front of Xiang Chongjing and drew out their spirit swords, looking at him coldly.

Xiang Chongjing didn't eat much at all during this period of time, and he couldn't vomit anything, but it made his stomach extremely uncomfortable.

He supported You Huo to stand up straight, looked at the spirit sword facing him, and didn't take it seriously at all, with a pale face, he said: "Sovereign sent these few people to silence, will you look down on me too much?"

Most of the guests who came this time have never been to the secret place 60 years ago, and they were all watching the show in a daze.

Xiang Chongjing's name almost occupies the top of the list of evil people in the three realms of Kyushu. Those books say that the crimes he committed are too numerous to list, and the stories he wrote have a more miserable end.

Now that Xiang Chongjing is still alive is already earth-shattering news, not to mention that he seems to be implying that he was wronged back then.

Song Youqiu's eyes lit up as he was squatting in the corner, he secretly picked up the pen, licked the nib, and began to write vigorously.

He was still wondering why Xiang Chongjing didn't reveal his identity in the Beast Ceremony to clear up his grievances. He dared to wait for Yizong to interfere. After all, although there were many people in the Beast Ceremony, they were all insignificant monks. For the birthday of the sect master, all the big figures came.

Song Youqiu wrote more excitedly, and once again thanked Xiang Chongjing for allowing him to watch a good show on the front line.

Head Yi of Linjiang Peak was holding his nose to attend Qu Xing's birthday, but before coming, he asked for a lottery, hoping to go to Yizong to participate in the first seven days of Qu Xing's first seven days.

Seeing this scene at this time, Master Yi couldn't sit still, he stood up immediately, and said in a low voice: "Since we are going to settle the matter, why do we have to do it behind closed doors? If you go to Yizong to torture and force the sword master...cough How about forcing the mirror to plead guilty? When the time comes, where are we going to reason?"

Some who could not see the past and went to Yi Zong Qu Xing also echoed: "Yes, yes, the events of the past were all told by others, and there is no proof of death. Now that Master Xiangjian is not dead, why bother to confront the events of the past again? See who is spreading rumors and slandering?"

Qu Xing looked at them coldly: "Back then when the others rushed away, the disciples of the three sects died tragically, and my son was seriously injured. Only he, Xiang Chongjing, was still alive, holding a bloody sword in his hand. Do you mean that those disciples cannot commit suicide? ?”

Xiang Chongjing lazily leaned on the soft chair tangled by Youhuo, and said lightly: "It's not impossible."

Qu Xing sneered, only said: "It's a joke."

Others also felt that Xiang Chongjing was joking.

Xiang Chongjing didn't say much, and looked at the peacock standing on the branch not far away with a half-smile.

If there is soul-destroying, it is not difficult at all to make those disciples of the three sects commit suicide.

Qu Xing was still talking about his many crimes, but he kept counting those few, Xiang Chongjing was tired of listening to it.

"Old Sovereign Master, I think you are really old and confused. You just say a few words upside down. You don't find it annoying, but my mouth feels dry." Xiang Zhongjing interrupted Qu Xing's words impatiently, and said lightly: Let’s not talk about how the disciples of the three sects were killed. As far as you just said insanely about the fact that I formed a pact with the evil dragon, it seems as if I saw it on the spot. Otherwise, let the people who were really there How about you explain?"

Qu Xing was taken aback.

Xiang Chongjing looked at the voice of the silkworm in the crowd who was staring at Qu Weixian's side face with a half-smile, and bent his eyes, and said, "Su Shouzun, didn't you tell me that I had recovered during the Beast Ceremony?" Are you innocent, why don't you come out to clear up my grievances when you see me being attacked like this now?"

Su Cansheng's gaze instinctively looked at the compassionate monk behind Qu Xing.

Xiang Chongjing was waiting for his gaze, and a cold light flashed in his eyes for an instant.

That monk may be one of the elders of Sanmen.

Everyone also turned their attention to Su Cansheng, who was the client back then, waiting for him to speak.

Xiang Chongjing crossed his legs and urged him lazily: "Huh? Master, don't you claim to be fair, why is Dudu treating me so unfairly? Do you want to see me being sent to Yizong?" Arrested and tortured to extract a confession, won’t it be a good death?”

Su Cansheng stared at everyone's eyes and took a few steps forward, looked at Xiang Chongjing with no expression on his face, and then whispered after a long time: "It is true that I misjudged the matter of your pact with the evil dragon."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone's jaws dropped in shock.

After all, what really made Xiang Chongjing rejected by the people of the Three Realms back then was that he formed a life-and-death pact with the evil dragon in the Three Poisons Mystery Realm, and even killed the disciples of the Three Sects.

Everyone looked at Su Cansheng and Xiang Chongjing in shock, with different thoughts.

The reason why Su Cansheng was able to become the first one back then was inseparably related to his death in the Three Poisons Secret Realm, but now Su Cansheng voluntarily admits in front of everyone that the matter of forming a bond was his own misjudgment .

Some monks with extremely high cultivation levels looked at Su Cansheng with strange eyes.

The monk behind Qu Xing sighed again and uttered the Buddha's name, not knowing what it meant.

After Su Cansheng finished speaking, he let everyone look at him strangely.

This is what he deserves.

Su Cansheng was able to admit his fault, but Qu Xing couldn't bear it. With a stern face, he sent a voice transmission to the disciple of Quyizong: "He can't use his spiritual power, hurry up, kill him! Right now!"

The Yizong disciple hesitated for a moment, then raised his sword and rushed towards Xiang Chongjing, who had no fluctuations in his spiritual power.

Master Yi, who was watching the show from the side, turned cold, and was about to go forward to stop him, but saw Xiang Chongjing chuckled and pinched his fingers, as if he was about to summon a spirit sword.

Seeing his appearance, Master Yi immediately stopped moving. Such a big man actually showed the look of a child seeing Tang, staring eagerly at Xiang Chongjing, not wanting to miss an inch.

Song Youqiu was so excited that he almost gnawed his pen, writing like a dragon.

"Jian Zun disdain Xiao Xiao, the flames are fierce, he draws out the spirit sword, and flies away the ferocious man with one sword!"

As soon as he finished writing, he saw that Xiang Chongjing hadn't drawn out the sword yet, instead, there was a suffocating coercion around him.

In the next moment, a pitch-black giant dragon appeared in the ruins in an instant. The aura of the real dragon directly oppressed the peacock on the tree not far away and fell straight down. It lowered its head and its wings were trembling slightly.

Among the monks who came to participate, there were inevitably demon cultivators. The moment the real dragon appeared, it uncontrollably transformed into its original form, and knelt down respectfully with cold sweat on its face.

Everyone was surprised.

Gu Congxu put his stunned Xiangzhong mirror in the center with his whole body, and refused to let anyone approach him. His huge vertical pupils were gloomy, and his voice was as deep as an ancient bell.

"Humble ants, after a thousand years, they still only do such unsightly things."