After passing through the book, the holy son of Mozong became a pillar of righteousness

Naturally, he couldn't meet Wei Xun in this state.

On the balance, he still listened to Xuefeng.

The two disciples were fine, they just fell into a coma, Bai Tingquan was already mentally prepared, the two of them would sue him sooner or later.

He calmed down and felt that he was indeed a little impulsive.Lord Canglang has a great reputation, although everyone respects him, there are actually many people who do not accept him, even some disciples in the Langjian Sect do not follow his orders.

Those two disciples were just making use of the topic, talking about it in private, and dared not really do anything to Wen Zhi on the surface.

When did he become such a meddlesome person?

Not like himself anymore.

Bai Tingquan closed his eyes.

but……

He has admired Wen Zhi's talent and character since he read the original novel, and he still does this now.

He couldn't bear any stains on the name "Wen Zhi".

When Bai Tingquan entered the room, Bai Bai was the first to feel the drastic change in his emotions. With his ears and tail hanging down, he carefully rubbed against Bai Tingquan's legs.

Bai Tingquan looked at it silently, without saying a word, but Bai Bai didn't get Bai Tingquan's touch, so he acted even harder. At this moment, he saw Hong Yu flying over. He seemed to be in a good mood, but when he saw With Bai Tingquan's appearance, his expression froze in place in an instant.

"Owner?"

Bai Tingquan didn't look at him at all, but asked in a daze: "Hong Yu, tell me, Wen Zhi him, why did you treat me so well?"

For him, blatantly confronting the Court of Xuan Ye; for him, putting down the affairs in hand, rushing back to Langjianzong is to find witnesses for him to seek justice; It can be said that fortune and misfortune depend on each other...

And accepted him as a direct disciple, he is a member of the Demon Sect...

why?

Wen Zhi didn't have to be like this.

Bai Tingquan couldn't understand, he couldn't understand why a piece of paper had to be stained with ink.

Hong Yu opened his mouth after thinking carefully this time, he hesitated and said: "Master, maybe Lord Canglang really likes you..."

Bai Tingquan lowered his eyes, looking at his hands that had just wiped off the blood, and said in a low voice, "He likes me...?"

Hong Yu nodded hesitantly.

Bai Tingquan blinked: "But, I have to leave sooner or later."

Yangluan Peak.

Sang Wu quietly poured a cup of tea for Wen Zhi, Wen Zhi took the cup of tea and raised his eyes: "Thank you, brother."

Sang Wu smiled softly: "You, junior brother, just because of Bai Tingquan's incident, you and I have a birth share?"

Wen Zhi shook his head: "I don't believe that senior brother can't see it. Hearing about Quan's matter, it was framed by someone with a heart."

Sang Wu nodded and said: "I do feel that this matter is quite strange, but Venerable Huai Jizi was at the side at the time, and I want to give Venerable an explanation."

"Sacrificing Tingquan as an explanation?"

Sang Wu looked at him with a smile: "Junior brother, it's rare to see that you have something in your heart, but this matter pays attention to the word 'delay'. If the time is long enough, the truth will come out. You see, before you came, I No, I didn’t convict your precious apprentice, either.”

Wen Zhi reluctantly accepted Sang Wu's rhetoric, he looked sideways: "What happened to this matter in the end?"

Sang Wu smiled: "What else can I do, but I just invited the venerable to watch a meaningless play, the show ended, and the relationship between the two sects is the same as before."

"That's good," Wen Zhi suddenly looked at Sang Wu, his thin lips moved slightly, "Brother, I have a request, I don't know..."

Sang Wu smiled indulgently, and waved his hands: "Say it, tell me, I am ashamed of you in this matter, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Wen Zhi nodded: "How about letting Shi Zhongrui handle it with me?"

Sang Wu raised his eyes and looked at him: "This matter is quite tricky, so don't overdo it."

"Brother, don't worry."

The flames danced and churned on the delicate small clay stove, and the red light warmed the temperature.

There was a long silence in the room. After a long time, Sang Wu sighed softly and asked him: "Junior brother, I called you here today because I have one more thing to ask you. How did you prepare for the robbery last night?"

There seemed to be a thick fog in Wen Zhi's eyes. He put the teacup back on the table, and tapped the table with his slender, white fingers. After a while, he shook his head slightly: "There have been a lot of things recently, and my mood seems to be A little unsteady."

Sang Wu frowned slightly.

Looking at the whole world of comprehension, there are not many cultivators who have reached the ninth level of crossing the catastrophe, and there are only seven of them. Venerable Huai Jizi is one of them, and Wen Zhi is the youngest among the seven, and it is also recognized A person with great hope of attaining enlightenment and ascension.

Cultivating the body requires first cultivating the mind. If you are not in a stable state of mind, you may not be able to withstand the questioning of heaven in the thunder that day. Sang Wuyin put away the worry in his eyes and said softly: "But it has something to do with the Court of Proclamation?"

Wen Zhi shook his head: "I just had a doubt, about the way of heaven, but also about myself. I often think about what kind of existence the way of heaven is following after I have practiced hard for thousands of years, and why it can surpass us. Even if I ascend to the Dao, I still have to be driven by it. If I want to break the Dao of Heaven, then why do I still cultivate my mind and body to cross the thunder and be willing to be under the control of the Dao of Heaven..."

Sang Wu shook his head, stood up, and put his hand lightly on Wen Zhi's shoulder: "Junior brother, among us, you are the one with the highest talent, but sometimes, you like to dig into the horns of your own.

"The Dao is ruthless, it is the law, it is the order, and it is the yardstick that all of us must abide by. It must exist. We are as insignificant as weeds, and we can only understand it."

Wen Zhi's voice was almost hidden in the quiet and flowing air: "Then...brother, what if the sky made a mistake? Can I break it and re-establish a law?"

Sang Wu's face was serious like the Golden Deer Terrace standing silently in the dark night. He wanted to say something, but suddenly, there was an urgent and anxious knock on the door. Sang Wu frowned slightly, and his voice was calm and powerful: " Please come in."

It was a little Taoist boy, he was about to cry, he held back his tears with difficulty, and said out of breath: "Ming Geng, Canglang, no...it's not good, Elder Xiang wants to execute Senior Brother Bai Tingquan!"

Sang Wu frowned: "What's going on..."

But before he finished speaking, a white flying shadow flew between the two of them in an instant.

Sang Wu looked at Wen Zhi who had gone away, shook his head and sighed.

His junior brother was also a steady and calm person before, how could he become so restless now.

Bai Tingquan was firmly pressed down by two disciples and knelt on the ground. He raised his head and looked at Xiang Yuhuai with difficulty: "Elder Xiang, as far as I know, your two disciples are fine, they just suffered a little. The pain of flesh and blood, why do you want to execute me indiscriminately?"

Xiang Yuhuai was so angry that Bai Tingquan lost his mind, and Li Wenqing fanned the flames on the side. He hit the ground with his crutches angrily, and said in a trembling voice: "Indiscriminate? I think you are indiscriminate! Zong Inside the sect, you are picking quarrels and provoking trouble, wantonly beating fellow disciples, what is your intention? If you are not executed today, will you be able to easily take the heads of disciples and elders in the sect in the future?"

Li Wenqing said with a cold face: "Bai Tingquan, Lang Jianzong ordered to prohibit private fighting among disciples in the sect, don't you even pay attention to Lang Jianzong?"

Hearing this kind of words, his ears were almost callused. He didn't do anything harmful to the sky, but if these people wanted to get rid of him, they would just move out of his identity as the holy son of the Demon Sect.

Bai Tingquan smiled softly.

"Being so cared for, the disciple died without regret, and I feel very warm. After all-I still have a big hat on my head."

Xiang Yuhuai was so angry that he blew his beard: "Bai Tingquan, today, you hurt my two disciples. I don't have much ability, so why not suffer the same thing!"

After speaking, the brilliance suddenly appeared, and a cold voice suddenly came from the sky: "Elder Xiang, Tingquan is my disciple, and he was arrested without my consent, how should Elder Xiang be repaid?"

This voice seemed to have some kind of magical power. The moment the voice entered his ears, Bai Tingquan's restless heart miraculously calmed down. He slowly closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

All the disciples in the arena bowed to Wen Zhi to say hello, Li Wenqing gritted his teeth and bowed respectfully to Wen Zhi.

Xiang Yuhuai snorted coldly: "I don't know if Mr. Canglang has heard about the good deeds that your disciple has done today?"

Wen Zhi landed slowly, and the corners of his snow-white clothes were not stained with any dust.

"Wen Zhi has already heard about it, but Elder Xiang's two beloved disciples are no longer in danger of dying. I also sent a little boy to listen to Xuefeng's best elixir for healing. Elder Xiang doesn't have to worry."

Xiang Yuhuai sneered: "Why, what happened today, Lord Canglang wants to calm things down like this?"

Wen Zhi said calmly and calmly: "If you do something wrong, you will naturally be punished."

Wen Zhi's voice paused slightly, and he looked at Bai Tingquan meaningfully.

Upon receiving this gaze, Bai Tingquan's heart trembled suddenly.

He saw that Wen Zhi's eyes contained indifference and alienation and everything that could push him away immediately.

That gaze was a little harsh.

The temperature in Bai Tingquan's heart cooled down half a minute in an instant.

How... is it because he got into trouble...

Wen Zhi's voice was sonorous and forceful, distant and alarming: "Young disciples are not guilty of death, but he acted recklessly in the sect, which has disrupted the order of the sect, and casually wounding fellow sects is even more defiant. I propose, Shut him into the guilt hall and face the wall to think about his mistakes, when to admit his mistakes, and when to regain his freedom."

At that moment, Bai Tingquan felt a little dizzy.

He opened his eyes wide, full of doubts.

Worship Hall, what is that place?

It is a place where if you are not careful, you will be forced to death by the hallucinations and traps inside, and it is extremely dangerous.

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