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

Li Wenqing seemed to have changed a lot, at least it was completely different from the arrogance that Bai Tingquan had when he first met him.

Bai Tingquan looked at him in surprise: "Li Wenqing, you..."

Wen Zhi frowned, there was a slight unkindness in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, before Li Wenqing could speak, Xiang Yuhuai frowned and shouted: "Li Wenqing, what are you doing here!"

Li Wenqing didn't even give Bai Tingquan a straight look, he just bowed his head respectfully to Xiang Yuhuai: "Master, I have objections."

Xiang Yuhuai held back his strong anger, finally suppressed the bitterness in his heart, and said coldly: "Today's trial against Bai Tingquan is a foregone conclusion, what objection do you have?"

Li Wenqing's eyes sparkled: "Master, Bai Tingquan is the holy son of the Demon Sect. It is true that he has committed heinous crimes in the past, and he is true that he disregards human life. He is indeed the enemy of my righteous way."

Xiang Yuhuai knew Li Wenqing very well, and Li Wenqing's words didn't make him look any better.

What matters is the second half of the sentence.

When the surrounding elders looked at Li Wenqing, there was some pity and pity hidden.

Li Wenqing thrust the sword heavily into the crack of the ground, and said loudly, "Master, but I trust him."

"Bai Tingquan made mistakes, and the mistakes were not small, but I believe that the people he killed deserved their crimes. I believe that he did things extreme when he was young. Jianzong has been around for so long, but he doesn't have the evil habits of Mozong at all, he is pure and kind in nature, I hope Master will forgive me."

Xiang Yuhuai gritted his teeth: "Li Wenqing, that's 32 lives, how can you be fooling around here!"

Wen Zhi sat silently by the side of the seat, gently moving the cup holder of the teacup with his fingers, his eyelashes drooping, and the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

What Li Wenqing said was exactly what he wanted to express.

But Li Wenqing is only a disciple, a junior, so these words are not enough.

Wen Zhi covered his eyes, hiding the deep meaning in them.

His uncut jade, the priceless jade that would shine brightly once it was carved, was discovered and would be snatched from him.

Wen Zhi stretched out his slender fingers, and gradually pushed the teacup away, his clear voice echoed in the dead hall.

"From my point of view, Bai Tingquan's capital crime is exempt, but he cannot escape the crime of living. It is true to tell the elders that no matter whether those people are unforgivable sinners or not, they will lose their lives at his hands after all. I have a suggestion. , it’s better for the elders to sell me some noodles for now, and then make a decision after listening to it.”

Xiang Yuhuai's complexion was already very ugly, he could reprimand his apprentice, but he couldn't confront Wen Zhi directly, so he had to snort coldly with a green and pale face, and then sat down.

Bai Tingquan looked at Youyou Xiang Yuhuai's face that was as dark as the bottom of a pot, turned his head away, and suppressed a smile.

Wen Zhi glanced at him reproachfully, then looked back helplessly, his face suddenly became congealed, and the water vapor and air condensed at this moment.

He said indifferently: "Everyone, do you know that there have been many spiritual loopholes in the cultivation world?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped and dared not speak.

Wen Zhi narrowed his eyes: "Everyone must know the significance of the spiritual power loophole. It is very difficult to solve it, but if left alone, it will cause very serious consequences..."

Xiang Yuhuai snorted coldly: "Mr. Canglang said that he wanted Bai Tingquan to fill in these loopholes in spiritual power and make up for it?"

Wen Zhi's expression was light, and he curled his lips: "Not bad."

Bai Tingquan quietly moved to Li Wenqing's side, but Li Wenqing snorted coldly as if he had taken the wrong medicine, and moved half a step to the side to keep the original distance from him.

Bai Tingquan: "..."

Xiang Yuhuai glanced at Li Wenqing coldly, and snorted coldly: "What is Bai Tingquan's identity? As far as I know, he is just a waste of miscellaneous spiritual roots. Can he represent my Lang Jianzong?" Repairing spiritual leaks—is still open to discussion."

Wen Zhi gently hooked his lips.

What he was waiting for was Xiang Yuhuai's words.

Bai Tingquan didn't feel embarrassed at all, he wished that everyone would think he was a piece of mud that couldn't support the wall, which would save a lot of things.

Wen Zhi chuckled.

Xiang Yuhuai felt inexplicably that he had fallen into Wenzhi's trap, but the specific feeling was too mysterious for him to say, but it just didn't feel good.

Wen Zhi's expression was gentle: "Elder Xiang didn't know something. Not long ago, the Eighteen Heavenly Congregation came to our sect to kick the gymnasium. After sweeping the disciples, they were so powerful that they firmly blocked the disciples of the Eighteen Ten Heavenly Congregation at the gate of my mountain. outside."

Xiang Yuhuai bit the bullet and nodded: "It is true."

Wen Zhi glanced at Bai Tingquan connivingly: "Tingquan is naughty, teasing those disciples, calling himself a Sansao disciple."

Like a blow to the head, Bai Tingquan suddenly felt dizzy.

There was no sound in the arena. At first, those elders who were gloating and waiting to see Quan's joke in vain lost their composure. They couldn't help shouting: "How...how is it possible!"

After shouting, he realized that he lost his composure again, and quickly covered his face and sighed.

Indeed, not long ago, Bai Tingquan was obviously a disciple with miscellaneous spiritual roots, no different from ordinary people, and even inferior to the disciples of the outer sect's handyman.

But looking at it now, it wasn't Bai Tingquan's luck, nor Wen Zhi's misjudgment.

It was Bai Tingquan's strength.

In fact, Bai Tingquan had already shown his talent at the Huafa meeting, but no one cared about it at that time, but thinking about it now, everyone broke out in cold sweat.

Stopping the disciples of the Eighteen Heavenly Congregation who are in the limelight with one person...

Wen Zhi glanced lightly at the elders who were seated, his eyes were as cold as ice: "Tingquan is talented and intelligent, and his strength is not bad, and now he has the strength of the sixth level of Yinling."

There was complete silence in the arena, and everyone shrank their necks, not daring to confront Lord Canglang.

What's more, Bai Tingquan reached the sixth level of Yinling at a young age, which is a strength that even Lord Canglang could not catch up with.

Everyone loves talents, and they feel that it is time to listen to the spring for nothing.

Wen Zhi is now at the Mahayana level. Looking at the entire cultivation world, apart from those ancestors who have not been able to retreat all the year round, no one can surpass his cultivation base.

Only Xiang Yuhuai said with a cold face: "The sixth level of Yinling is certainly enough, but he is a member of the Demon Sect, Lord Canglang, can you guarantee that he will not use the loopholes in spiritual power to do something?"

Wen Zhi looked at Xiang Yu Huai, smiled and said nothing.

Although he was smiling, his eyes were cold.

Bai Tingquan saw that Wen Zhi and Xiang and Huai were not giving in to each other, and if this relationship deteriorated further, it would be of no benefit to both of them. Bai Tingquan's head felt hot. , said: "I..."

But before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Li Wenqing: "I can testify that Bai Tingquan is not only powerful, but it is an indisputable fact that he led our team to obtain Mo Langyu during the Mo Lang Campaign. And...if he has bad intentions, he has many chances to directly destroy Lang Jianzong and us."

Xiang Yuhuai glared at Li Wenqing angrily, his eyes were red.

But after a while, his anger subsided.

It seems that Bai Tingquan has some real skills, he can stop the Eighteen Heavenly Congregation, hum!

Seeing that the situation was slowing down, Sang Wu sat aside and watched for a long time, and finally said with a smile: "Don't be impatient, everyone, I can also testify that Bai Tingquan is a child with good strength. It’s true, but it’s not without reason to worry about the elders…”

Sang Wu's words were exchanged for Xiang Yu Huai's cold snort.

Sang Wu's face remained unchanged, still smiling: "Mr. Canglang, aren't you Tingquan's guardian?"

Wen Zhi narrowed his eyes: "That's right, all his actions represent me..."

Bai Tingquan suddenly felt something was wrong, so he stood behind him and poked Wen Zhi secretly, trying to cut him off, for fear that Wen Zhi would say something again. I don't know people clearly' such words.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhi ignored him at all, and said calmly and soberly: "If he does anything against the morality of Langjian Sect, I will personally kill him."

The words were mixed with a majestic spiritual flow, which made Bai Tingquan's ears hurt.

Bai Tingquan knew that such words were probably swearing.

If there is a violation, catastrophe is imminent, and the soul will be scattered.

Xiang Yuhuai finally snorted again, and no longer had any objections. The elders expressed their opinions again, but Bai Tingquan was still not moved in the end, and followed Wen Zhi's suggestion, making Bai Tingquan make up for his mistakes.

After the meeting ended, Xiang Yuhuai got up and left. He had sharp eyes and ears, and he heard two little boys talking behind him.

"Senior brother Tingquan is so good-looking and powerful, it's no wonder Lord Canglang protects him."

"That's right, one person stopped the Eighteen Heavenly Congregation without claiming credit. I think it's much better than many Heaven's Chosen Ones."

"Yeah, yeah, senior brother Tingquan is too pretty..."

Suddenly, a little boy saw Xiang Yuhuai walking over with a dark face, and quickly stabbed the little boy next to him who was a nympho, as if frightened.

After the meeting ended, Bai Tingquan walked behind slowly.

Wen Zhi sensed his reluctance, turned his head indifferently, fixed his dark eyes on him: "Tingquan, come with me."

Bai Tingquan only noticed Wen Zhi, so he didn't know that behind him, Li Wenqing stood upright, his eyes closely following his movements.

Wen Zhi's deep eyes glanced lightly at Li Wenqing, and then, as if nothing had happened, he slowly extended his hand to Bai Tingquan.

The slender and delicate palms turned upward: "Tingquan, come here."

Bai Tingquan didn't understand, so he took two quick steps, caught up with Wen Zhi, held Wen Zhi's hand very naturally, raised his head, seemingly puzzled: "Master, what's wrong, where are we going?"

There was a moment of softness in Wen Zhi's eyes, and then he raised his eyes again, the softness disappeared, leaving only chill, and he looked at Li Wenqing.

Like a demonstration, like showing off, and like a warning.

Li Wenqing stood where he was, startled for a moment.

Bai Tingquan belongs only to him.

Look, Tingquan only listens to my words.

Don't think of things you shouldn't have.

His voice was flat: "It's nothing, don't just stand there in a daze, come with me."

Wen Zhi took him to the basement floor of Zangshu Pavilion.

That dark room.

Wen Zhi asked him to sit on the chair and wait for a while.

The chair was a little high, and when he sat on it, his legs hung down naturally, but his feet still couldn't reach the ground.

Wen Zhi went to light the lamp.

Bai Tingquan sat on the chair, a little bored, trying hard to adapt to the black environment, his legs dangling back and forth, making him a little naive.

The candle was finally lit, and Wen Zhi was able to stand up straight.

But at the moment Wen Zhi stood up straight.

Bai Tingquan only felt that all the muscles in his body tensed up.

Wen Zhi rose from the ground like a towering mountain, his face was hidden in the dark and flickering shadows, his white clothes were covered with a layer of hazy gray.

Wen Zhi's eyes were cold, without any emotion, like a giant beast hiding in the shadows, he walked slowly towards Bai Tingquan.

Bai Tingquan felt the huge pressure like a mountain, Wen Zhi's expression was cold, and the light in the room seemed to become cautious because of him.

Bai Tingquan could only feel the same thing, Wen Zhi was in a bad mood.

Such tenderness felt strange to him.

Bai Tingquan was a little uneasy, he tilted his head, straightened his clothes, and wanted to get off the chair, but unexpectedly, Wen Zhi hugged him completely in an instant.

Cover him between your arms and the chair.

It was a cramped and narrow space, and the domineering spiritual power kept squeezing his breathing space, and Bai Tingquan felt that he was about to be filled with Wen Zhi's breath.

Every pore, every cell, and every strand of air has the existence of Wenzhi.

And these existences domineeringly squeezed out any breath around Bai Tingquan's body that did not belong to him.

Wen Zhi looked at him condescendingly, his voice was low and hoarse.

"Tingquan, tell me, Master, when will you ask Na Li...

"Is the relationship so good?"

The author has something to say:

Old man Wen, you are hundreds of years old, and you are still doing this!Still messing with this young thing, still jealous, and showing off!

Thanks to the little angel Meng who put the landmines and irrigation nutrient solution!Love you 1 years muamuamua! ! !

感谢在2021-12-1310:02:13~2021-12-1414:56:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Xuan Qi, the star that fell into the mortal world, magic_511×11291 pieces;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 170 bottles of love words, 524475655 bottles of Xiaoyu in the alley; 1 bottle of Phantom and Luoqingyun;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!