My masters are all over the world of comprehension

A group of people marched into Chixia Peak.

Lin Qiubai and Su Ai also returned to the courtyard respectively.

In the blink of an eye, a few days later, all sects arrived one after another. The ten peaks of Daoyan Sect were full of flowers, crowded with people, and it was very lively. Before the conference, the main peak was the most popular place, where there was a huge platform for monks to sit There are stalls, shoulder to shoulder in the market, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

Disciples from the famous noble sects to the small caves all love to hang out here, and even the poorer sects are willing to come here to learn more.

The main peak is like spring all the year round. From the foot of the mountain all the way up, it is full of scorching peach blossoms. It seems to have been blooming all the way to the sky. When the breeze blows, the falling flowers are colorful and withering on the bluestone road with light and shadow. The top ten places worth visiting are the top three check-in holy places in the scenic list.

There are many stalls on both sides of the road, dazzling and dazzling, and there are many new gadgets that are not available in Yuncheng. The front of a Xiangzhou Fudi disciple's stall is deserted. Seeing Lin Qiubai walking over, the disciple stood up and shouted. Holding his sleeve, "This fairy friend, can you show me the booth, I will go to Xiao Gong and come back soon."

Without waiting for his consent, he clutched his stomach and burrowed into the grove.

Lin Qiubai: "..."

Ten years ago, he also participated in the Hundred Sects Conference, but it was not as grand as Daoyan Sect, so he came out for a walk out of curiosity, but he never thought that he would be arrested to look at the stall as soon as he arrived at the main peak.

Time soon reached noon, Lin Qiubai was drowsy, and suddenly heard a noise in his ears, he raised his head, and several familiar elders in the sect, Taoist Maofeng, Taoist Hongyu came with a large force of law enforcement disciples .

Behind them were the heads of other sects, and countless disciples watching the excitement.Daoist Hongyu and Yu Chuci walked side by side, like a breeze and a bright jade, calm in the eyes of everyone, and attracted countless surprises and praises for a while.

Some people felt strange unconsciously and asked their companions.

"Why are there so many big figures coming to the main peak? Could something have happened?"

"It looks menacing, as if it came to Xingshi to question the crime."

Of course, these high-ranking elders ignored the discussions around them, and walked straight forward until they stood still in front of Lin Qiubai's booth.

The leader is Elder Pan Jue. There are twelve law enforcement elders in Daoyan Sect. The person in charge with the greatest power is Elder Pan Jue. It's quite rigid, and there are no disciples in the sect who are not afraid.

He stared at the deeply furrowed brows of the person in front of him, with a very indifferent attitude, "Lin Qiubai?"

Lin Qiubai's drowsiness was swept away.

"This bottle of Wangan Dan was sold by you," Elder Pan Jue threw the porcelain bottle to him, and said condescendingly, "A disciple of Qiuyue Temple died suddenly because of it, now go to the Discipline Hall with us Go on trial."

The porcelain vase rolled to his feet, and several law enforcement disciples immediately wanted to pull him. Lin Qiubai shrank back and said softly, "Elder, this booth is not mine."

The crowd of spectators became more and more crowded, and many people called their friends and friends and quickly surrounded the place.

Lin Qiubai knew that he was being tricked, and that Xiangzhou Fudi disciple deliberately sold a bottle of poison to Qiuyue Temple disciple, and then took the opportunity of Xiaogong to let him stay to make up for the crime.There are many stalls on the main peak, and no one will remember the appearance of a stall owner, not to mention that the person is dead and there is no proof, even if there are bystanders, they will not stand out for him for no reason, and get all dirty.

This is a long-planned framing.

Taoist Maofeng was not angry and pretentious, and said unceremoniously to Elder Pan Jue: "I didn't expect that the quality of the inner sect disciples of your sect is so uneven, and they caused such a disaster at the Hundred Sects Conference, but I also believe in Elder Pan Jue It's not fair, it will definitely not make this kid feel better, and give my disciple justice, right?"

Master Ge Feng of Chixia Peak patted him on the shoulder, "Little brother, I know you have always cared for your disciples, so we will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."

Ge Shuhan was staring at Lin Qiubai right behind him, with a cane in his hand, his eyes didn't look like he was looking at his fellow disciples at all, but rather like looking at his eternal enemy.

Maybe it was all small frictions and grievances caused by jealousy before, but when he went to steal something, his legs were broken, and later he was punished by the Chunyang Sword Venerable to kneel. The treatment was not timely, and the kneecaps of his legs were slightly misaligned. Limping, there is an endless hatred between him and Lin Qiubai. He dare not hate the ancestors of the upper realm, but Lin Qiubai is just a useless person, can't he vent his anger on it.

His eyes were full of hatred, happy, cold, and there was a hint of pleasure hidden in them.

Master Ge Feng: "Hongyu, what do you say?"

Daoist Hongyu looked at the figure, Lin Qiubai was more different than other disciples to him, he admired himself, he practiced day and night to win the first place, in order to get his own praise, he risked falling in and out of the crystal realm many times The dangerous situation looked for medicine for him, even though he knew he was coaxing him, he still gave his spiritual roots and dedicated himself without complaint or regret.

He also hasn't seen him for half a month, but he still hasn't changed much.

Amidst the whispers around, Lin Qiubai stood quietly, her crimson shirt lined half of her white neck, her neck was porcelain white and delicate, her lips were thick and bright red, her thin figure seemed to be blown away by the wind.

Master Ge Feng lowered his face, "Hong Yu, do you still want to protect him?"

Yu Chuci also looked at Master Hongyu.

At this moment, Lin Qiubai pondered for a while, then raised his head: "If so, what about soul searching?"

Daoist Hong Yu gave a meal.

Ge Shuhan's complacent face froze.

Soul search, as the name suggests, is for people with advanced cultivation to use soul search to look back on the past of the subject. This is undoubtedly the only way to clarify, but generally no one is willing to bear it. First, the subject will suffer great pain Second, no one is willing to show their past to others, and third, they may suffer from the sequelae of dementia.

I didn't expect Lin Qiubai to be so cruel to himself in order to prove himself!

If the soul search is successful, that Xiangzhou Fudi disciple will inevitably be found, and sooner or later he will be involved!

The situation took a turn for the worse, and Ge Shuhan became anxious in an instant.

Daoist Hongyu's eyes are gloomy and his mood is complicated. Now there are only two paths. One is to be imprisoned in the hall and handed over to the elders. He can't intervene in the operation of the hall. Lin Qiubai may die. The second is to search for the soul to prove himself, ranging from serious illness , or dementia at worst, but it can save his life, and he can also return his innocence. After weighing the pros and cons, the second option is undoubtedly better.

Normally, he could still operate, but this time it was the Hundred Sects Conference, and he could do nothing under the watchful eyes of everyone.

A little carelessness will bring shame to the sect.

Daoist Hongyu was about to agree, but his cuffs were pulled lightly. He lowered his head, only to see Yu Chuci beggingly looking at him.

At this moment, he understood——

He hoped that he would not agree to Lin Qiubai.

Daoist Hongyu closed his eyes, feeling a soreness in his chest.

He is not a fool, and the elders around him are not blind. They all know that this is the pious real Maofeng, the master Ge Feng who keeps saying that he wants to convict Lin Qiubai, and the plan made by the vicious Ge Shuhan. None of these people can escape, Dao Yanzong and Qiuyue Temple will be dragged into the water, rumors and rumors of the Baizong Conference will spread quickly, so the sect's reputation will be greatly damaged, such a balance, Lin Qiubai's innocence alone is not enough important.

After a while, Master Hongyu opened his eyes and said, "The evidence is solid, why didn't you plead guilty?"

This is the statement -

Give up defending Lin Qiubai.

He knew that he could not forgive his disciple, but he had no choice but to do it. Daoist Hongyu knew how much influence he had on this child. In fact, he had no regrets in dedicating his spiritual root. Admit it hesitantly, and then plead guilty.

This point, Hongyu Daoist is very confident.

After saying that, he gave Lin Qiubai a rare and gentle look.

But he didn't find the familiar obsession and admiration in those eyes.

He saw Lin Qiubai half-closed his eyes, gently stroked the peach petals on Feiyi with his fingertips, and said softly, "Master, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Daoist Hongyu: ...

He didn't react for a while.

And because the voice was so soft, the people around couldn't hear it clearly. Just looking at Lin Qiubai's cowardly and submissive expression, they all agreed that Lin Qiubai had pleaded guilty.

This time's performance of obedience made everyone believe that Lin Qiubai's affection for Hongyu Zhenren was as deep as the sea.

It is worthy of being recognized as a well-known licking dog in the cultivation world.

The people who eat melons can't help but think of the raging scandal, and start whispering and whispering again.

"Lin Qiubai originally wanted to refute, but he still obeyed the master's wishes. There is indeed a relationship between the two. At least Lin Qiubai is wholeheartedly devoted to Master Hongyu."

"What's the use of being single-minded? You don't look very good, your appearance is ordinary, and you are on the same level as Yu Xianyou." Nine out of ten people in the cultivation world are facial controls.

"It is said that his hair was made white for Daoist Hongyu. I didn't believe it at first, but I believe it now."

"But Chief Yu is going to form a bond with Daoist Hongyu."

Everyone sighed for a while, but it was really licking the dog, until there was nothing in the end.

Everyone looked at Lin Qiubai with pity and sarcasm, and the crowd in the distance automatically parted to the two sides, and two figures walked slowly, one walking and one sitting, surrounded by the sect masters.

The crowd subconsciously fell silent, but couldn't help breaking out into heated discussions.

"Who are those two?"

"Hush, that's the 33-day medicine ancestor, the one who resolved the inner demons of the Mahayana period a hundred years ago, far above the medical saint."

"The ancestor of the upper realm, Chunyang Jianzun, cut through the nine-day thunder calamity with one sword, and can reverse the mountains and rivers."

"I didn't expect Xi Ke to die without any regrets after meeting two legendary characters,"

Han Linxiao was dressed in white, his hair was like splashed ink, and his sword was like ice and snow. He seemed to block out the opinions of the people around him, and remained indifferent.

Suddenly, the Chunyang sword spirit screamed in his mind, and the sword body also buzzed and trembled. When he turned his eyes and passed through the crowd, he saw the crimson figure, and his steps stopped moving up.

Yun Liuting also followed his gaze to look over——

The pupils shrank suddenly as if they were burned by a strong light.

It was unmistakable, the person who had watched his soul fly away before his eyes, had returned.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two unsullied bigwigs turned around and walked towards the red-eyed, depressed figure at the same time.

The snow-white sleeveless gown seemed to be blurred, half of the peach petals hadn't come down from the cuffs, and there was a figure in front of him, Han Linxiao looked down at Lin Qiubai from a high position.

After a while, he finally made up his mind, stretched out his hand and carefully touched Lin Qiu's soft and white cheek, but was caught off guard and collided with the other hand.

Han Linxiao clenched his palms slightly, his face sank like water: "What are you doing?"

Yun Liuding: "I should ask you this, I touch my apprentice."

Hearing that this was his disciple, Han Linxiao said coldly, "It's ridiculous."

The scene was silent, especially the expressions on the faces of the law enforcement elders. Ge Shuhan huddled in the corner and trembled. Ge Fengzhu reluctantly plucked up his courage and stammered, "You... Lin Qiubai is yours..."

Yun Liuxuan: "I love my apprentice."

Han Linxiao: "Little disciple."

Pure Yang Sword Spirit: "Fairy Companion!"

Lin Qiubai: ...Shenjing Bing! ?