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The trial, which was originally regarded as the highlight in everyone's mind, ended in such a hasty way, which inevitably disappointed some people.

After the trial, it was time to record the dossier, and the disciples of Ling Hao Pavilion recorded on the sidelines according to the usual practice. Chao Zixuan asked Yu Ziran to recount the whole process, including how he wiped out the whole family of the Chiyan Gang in Puzhou, and his personal enmity with the Chiyan Gang. , Yu Ziran explained everything in detail, but the latter got an answer that he could not elaborate on. However, the evil way has been eradicated, and the murderer has been caught in the net, so everyone doesn't care about the personal enmity between Yu Ziran and the Chiyan Gang. , On the contrary, just the three points of Yu Yuran cutting people's tongues, slaughtering people all over the house, and manipulating the forbidden art of puppetry in the world are enough to make those decent opponents keep their voices and criticize him with righteous words.

In the end, Yu Quran was sentenced to pick Dan.

The soul and the building were sealed, and in the future, anyone in the world will have to travel in the name of the soul and the building, or they will be killed.

The crowd applauded.

When Meng Fuyuan heard the news, he was recording all the details of the Chiyan Gang case in the Tianshu Sect. He wrote these because he felt that solving the case was too easy and strange, and he wanted to be serious about the truth from beginning to end. While writing, he suddenly remembered a prophecy, a prophecy about Yu Quran.

I still remember when Meng Fuyuan, who had just come out from Soul and Building, went back to Zhulin Xiaozhu to search through the prophecies of the Celestials and Humans, and only found this one related to Yu Quran—the first year of Lingyuan Year [-], the master of Hun and Lou, Yu Quran, passed away. .

At that time, Meng Fuyuan couldn't figure it out. The upper limit of the life span of people in Jianghu was 1000 years. How could Yu Ziran age and die after one year?

Now he finally understood that it was because Yu Qiran was removed from the inner alchemy by the alliance of the three factions a year later.The Lingzhaobei Alliance pays attention to benevolence and forgiveness, and there is no death penalty. The heaviest punishment is the punishment of picking pills. The reason why it is the heaviest is that for most people, the punishment of picking pills is no different from the death penalty. Being able to live for 1000 years is supported by the condensed spirit, energy, and spirit of the inner alchemy. Once the inner alchemy is abolished, the energy and spirit are scattered, and there is no possibility of re-forming the alchemy. The upper limit of a person's life span will return to one hundred years.

If the person who picked the pill was originally less than a hundred years old, he would quickly age to an appearance corresponding to his own age, and then age normally in the future, living the same life as ordinary people, but if the person who picked the pill had already lived more than 100 years old At the age of one year, he will die immediately after the remaining energy in his body is exhausted, and it will take no more than half a month to exhaust the energy.

Meng Fuyuan remembered that Yu Ziran should be more than 200 years old, so he would only be in the latter case.

For others, the Chiyan gang case, after a year of twists and turns, finally came to an end. The real culprit fell into the hands of Zhengzheng, and he would die soon, which can be described as a great joy.

But Meng Fuyuan looked at his own ink marks on the paper in front of him, and always felt that there seemed to be some important details that he had overlooked, so that he was also a superficial and ignorant person who only looked at the appearance. Meng Fuyuan thought for a long time, but found nothing, so he had to give up.

At the end of the twelfth lunar month, Yu Qiran was brought to the altar of the Tianquan sect to be executed.

The head of the Kaiyang faction was inconvenient to impose punishment because he was a suspect in the case of the Chiyan gang, and the head of the Tianquan faction provided important evidence for the head of the Kaiyang faction to overturn the case, and was also involved in the case. He cannot be the torturer, so among the three heads responsible for executing the execution, only Bian Qingyu, the head of the Tianshu Sect, meets the requirements, and it can only be Bian Qingyu.

It was a cloudy day in December.

Dark clouds covered, the color of ink turned, the wind was strong and howling, Yu Ziran's hands were tied to the two ends of the cross stake in the center of the mandala, the outer robe was gone, and only two sets of thin white middle clothes and inner clothes were left, so they were indestructible The iron chains were embedded in the flesh of his arms, and the hurricane with teeth and claws rolled up his temple hair and the corners of his clothes, and he couldn't stop shaking violently, like a fugitive who wanted to escape but had nowhere to go, he could only be forced to accept This is an impending storm.

Soon, there was a stream of people under the mandala.

The five leaders of Lingzhao's northern three sects also attended the scene one after another.

Yu Ziran had nothing to do, so he could only look at the scenery around him boredly, but the scenery in the early winter was all withered and desolate. He probably wanted to watch all the scenery he could see, and then he remembered, Maybe you can take a look at the faces of all beings in the rivers and lakes.

So he glanced at the bottom of the mandala. At the first glance, he saw a dense crowd, colorful robes, and various identities. He took a closer look, and at the second glance, he saw someone staring at him with contempt, disgust and hatred. , as if what he slaughtered was not Chi Yan's gang, but his relatives, friends and loved ones. Some people even seldom gave up their decent, elegant and benevolent demeanor. He talks eloquently, looks like eliminating harm for the people, and acts like an incarnation of justice. If there were no Lingzhao North Three Sects, he might be the next one to charge up. Yu Lan thought it was funny, so he slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Yu Weiran recalled that when he was living in the Demon Cult, he had seen too many distorted and hideous faces, and even more self-proclaimed righteous demons. In comparison, he felt that the scene in front of him was nothing short of trivial , It's not worth mentioning, and it seems boring to see too much, so he calmly raised his head, and at the third glance, he saw the gloomy sky.

Is it going to rain?

He suddenly thought that it was a pity that the plum blossoms in the yard finally bloomed, and they were about to be knocked down by the wind and rain and fell into the mud.

Yu Ziran lowered his head and gave a slight snort, then shook his head mockingly.

It's ridiculous that she can't protect herself, and she starts to mourn for Luomei's fate.

In the ear, Chao Zixuan's voice has exploded, the voice is high-pitched, deafening——

"The sinner, Yu Luran, massacred the whole family of the Chiyan Gang, severed the meridians of the Chiyan Gang Su Yujing, and cut off his tongue. The method is vicious and dehumanizing. Now there is an alliance of the three factions in Lingzhaobei. The alliance of the three factions decided to seal off the soul and the building, and sentenced Yu Lan to pick the alchemy, and executed it on December [-], [-] in the year of Lingyuan."

"The executioner is Bian Qingyu, head of the Tianshu sect."

When he heard the words "clearly discerning the truth", Yu Ziran couldn't help but smiled again, until the familiar name hit his ear hard, Yu Ziran finally stopped laughing.

He frowned slightly in a rare way, and looked at Bian Qingyu under the mandala. He was still dressed in white clothes that were not stained with dust. , but stood in place, a moment of silence.

A trace of worry flashed in Yu Yuran's eyes, he was afraid that Bian Qingyu would not be able to do so.

He and Bian Qingyu looked at each other from a distance, but the latter took the lead to look away, as if trying to escape.

Yu Ziran, who had always been calm and unhurried, suddenly started to panic. While thinking about it, Yu Ziran was about to say something, and finally, the figure below moved.

Bian Qingyu began to walk towards him, step by step, slowly and steadily, as if stepping on Yu Ziran's heart, and Yu Ziran finally began to feel the nameless peace of mind.

A few short steps, a long one like the change of dynasties, the changes of mountains and seas.

Finally, Bian Qingyu stopped a foot away from Yu, his hands were hidden under his wide sleeves, his face was so calm and expressionless, no sadness or joy could be seen, but it was so pale that it seemed terminally ill. There was no blood, and even the lips were not as rosy and bright as before, flooded with gray and white, tightly pursed into a line.

Standing in front of Yu Qiran, Bian Qingyu did not move again.

Yu Ziran was most afraid that Bian Qingyu would attract the suspicion of decentness while hesitating, so he shouted at the other party arrogantly: "Why is the head of the Tianshu faction not sentenced? Could it be that the head of your dignified faction even picks people's inner alchemy? Can't you? If you decent factions only have this bit of strength, it would really be an eye-opener for me!"

He deliberately turned up the volume in order to let the spectators below hear him clearly.

Sure enough, soon, someone said to Bian Qingyu: "Master Bian, hurry up and punish this villain severely! Don't let him despise our integrity!"

Someone scolded Yu Lanran: "You utterly devoid of conscience, do you still dare to speak hard when you are about to die!"

Hearing those urging words, Bian Qingyu's shoulders finally moved, and with his back to the people behind him, he slowly closed his eyes, condensed into the palm of his hand, his fingertips trembled slightly, and slowly pushed the palm of his hand to Yu Ziran's. on the chest.

Yu Quran's lifted heart finally let go.

In the punishment of removing alchemy, those with high skills apply external force to force the true energy in the body to reverse for one circle, and turn forward for one circle. Repeat three times, the inner alchemy will be broken and the skill will be lost.

The first time Yu Ziran frowned in discomfort when he reversed his true energy for the first time, Ti Dan asked the two of them to lean as close as possible, only one punch away, and Yu Ziran even had enough energy to lean his upper body forward To the greatest extent, others seemed to think that Yu Ziran could not bear the punishment imposed by Bian Qingyu and wanted to break through the shackles, but in fact, Yu Ziran moved his lips and said to Bian Qingyu in a voice that only two people could hear. In a word.

He said, "Baiyu, I'm leaving first, you have to take care."

The other party didn't respond, just continued to circulate his true energy.

Soon, Yu Lingran's face became more and more ugly, and the veins on his forehead and back of his hands were twitching. He couldn't help clenching his teeth to prevent the wailing from accidentally leaking between his teeth.

This is the second time to reverse the true energy.

But he didn't want to, with the passage of time, Yu Yuran was already sweating profusely in winter, his whole body was shaking and convulsing uncontrollably, the pain in his whole body finally reached the point where he couldn't bear it, a heart-piercing sound broke through his teeth, resounding through the sky , and then Yu Qiran couldn't stop panting violently, he bent down, as if he was about to curl up, but he gave up halfway due to the restraint of the iron chain.

The sky followed closely behind, and there was a loud thunder.

Bian Qingyu's eyelashes trembled for a long while, and finally opened slowly. The inside was dark, hazy and chaotic, making it difficult to distinguish, so he turned around and said loudly: "The evil man's inner alchemy has been removed, and the application is complete."

"Let's go, let's go!"

Someone walked away several steps while talking.

Some people were filled with righteous indignation. In order to preserve their own face and style, they didn’t have rotten leaves and rotten eggs on Chao Yu’s body, but they were so angry that Chao Yu’s body spit several times, but it’s just because they were under the mandala, so it’s a pity Yes, the dirt did not fall on Yu Ziran as he wished.

Someone has already seized the opportunity and hastily went to curry favor with the Pavilion Master of Linghao Pavilion, with a brilliant tongue.

The iron chain had been cut off by Bian Qingyu's sword just now, and the crowd that had swarmed up just now flowed away as quickly as the tide ebbed.

A good show finally came to an end.

Yu Qiran walked down the mandala, he looked ahead as usual, but the scene in front of him was unexpectedly blurry, not as clear as before, and soon he belatedly remembered that he was just an old, dying ordinary person at the moment.

Yu Ziran's footsteps were flimsy, and he walked down staggeringly. The crowd was almost gone, and there was no one. But he failed because of physical inconvenience.

Then he was hugged by the visitor.

When he got closer, he saw the face of this person clearly, it turned out to be Xingshuang.

So he smiled and said softly, "Let's go, it's all over, go home and enjoy the plum blossoms."

Xingshuang's eyes turned red in an instant, and she replied with a choked voice: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, and I will accompany you to do whatever you want."

"Really?" Yu Qiran reached out and rubbed the top of Xingshuang's hair, and said after thinking for a moment, "I want you to live well, and I also want you not to cry. After all, life, old age, sickness and death are human nature."

"If you're crying, hey——" Yu Wei sighed pretending to be sad, "You know, I'm the worst at coaxing girls."