subordinates dare not

Meng Fuyuan took out a white leaflet folded into a square from under the folded skirts, and then walked slowly to Chao Zixuan in full view, and handed the paper to him, "This is our Wuwei Villa going to the ruins of the demon war to sneak into the ruins." During the trip to Luan Mountain, I found the inscription on the stone wall of the cave, so I copied the inscription and asked the pavilion master to read it."

Chao Zixuan took it politely, and smiled politely, "Thank you, owner."

Facing Chao Zixuan's amiable and polite appearance, Meng Fuyuan kept his expression on his face, but secretly despised him in his heart. The two seemed to have no suspicions, so much so that he almost forgot. In the name of Wuwei Villa's war against demons, he designed to frame himself, and Wuwei Villa finally left without saying goodbye, which is obviously not polite, but Ling Hao Pavilion will be a villain first, and Wuwei Villa will also be a villain for a while, which is barely counted. On "reciprocity".

Chao Zixuan should not have continued to send people to hunt down Wuwei Villa, because Meng Fuyuan went to Qianluan Mountain all the way without hindrance. After all, it was their Linghao Pavilion's fault for the spiritual spell. It can be seen from Ge's action that Wuwei Villa has already seen through this dark situation first.

Meng Fuyuan also had no intention of publicizing this matter. First of all, this matter was not a big deal. In addition, he could not shake the position of the well-known Linghao Pavilion without evidence. Moreover, the remnants of the Demon Cult were dormant in the rivers and lakes, and the undercurrents were raging. It is even more important for the decent to be consistent with the outside world, otherwise the snipe and the clam will fight each other, and the Demon Cult will take advantage of it.

Meng Fuyuan even felt that Chao Zixuan had already reached this point, so he designed Wuwei Villa so confidently.After all, if this happens, then to the outside world, the owner of Wuwei Villa "Meng Fuyuan" is still alive and well staying in Linghao Pavilion as his "guest" of Chao Zixuan. However, the Wuwei Villa didn't dare to do anything, just because there was no successful spiritualism, in the eyes of others, it was tantamount to nothing.As long as Chao Zixuan killed him with one bite, and he didn't use the soul-calling technique, who would dare to say that he had something wrong with Wuwei Villa?

After handing over the copied handwriting, Meng Fuyuan sat back to his original seat and looked around silently. However, if he is not a member of the Jianghu, and the survival of integrity has nothing to do with him, then this Jianghu trial is like a group drama where one can see all the sophistication of human nature and the world in one day.

Chao Zixuan was still standing above, he lowered his head to silently read the content on the rice paper, the paper under his fingertips was caught in tiny fine lines, soon, his complexion became serious, as if covered by a cloud, Xuanying Chenshuang, and then He handed this piece of paper to Wei Chuge, who took it, and flew through the entire article. Immediately, the smile on Wei Chuge's surface disappeared instantly, and he became serious at the same time.

Then, this thin white leaflet, which was as heavy as weight, was passed on to Master Jueming.

In this way, someone in the Lingzhaobei Alliance has already reviewed the contents copied by Meng Fuyuan, so Master Jueming did not pass on Bai Xuan, but he still couldn't hide the horror in his eyes, and even said involuntarily: "This, this... "

"May I ask Master Jueming, what happened?" Someone asked tentatively.

Master Jueming's gaze became empty, floating in an unknown corner, as if in a bewilderment.

Seeing this, it was Chao Zixuan who answered, he half closed his eyes, and said in a vague way: "If I remember correctly, the words and sentences that Master Meng copied from the Qianluan Mountain... The words in the published book..."

He opened his eyes and said word by word in a deep voice, "Almost word for word."

Later, in order to verify the accuracy of his conjecture, Chao Zixuan gave one of the disciples of Linghao Pavilion a wink, and the latter immediately understood, raised the suspicious book in his hand, opened it, and started from the first sentence, speaking correctly Read it, "Preface, the birth of things, if it is sudden and fast, it does not move but does not change, it does not change when it is timeless, two appearances, four images, five elements, eight trigrams, all things are born, breaking the change of yin and yang, all living beings perish. The mountains, rivers, earth, and the void in the ten directions will all disappear and return to silence, the above is the mystery of this practice..."

Jue Ming, who was sitting on the side, could not stop trembling while holding the two ends of the rice paper. His voice was full of vicissitudes, "... it is verbatim, it is indeed verbatim..."

The voices of the disciples of Ling Hao Pavilion suppressed the clouds, and the lingering lingering lingering sound echoed across the beams. It was clear that they were upright and majestic, and their aura surpassed the sky.

Until he finished reading all the words and sentences recorded by Meng Fuyuan in his hand, at last, the lingering sound gradually dissipated into a trembling, invisible cloud of smoke, which was used to entertain guests above the celadon tea set filled with hot tea and hot water. The mist condensed by the cold wind merged into one, and so far, there was no trace.

For a while, the hall was silent again.

Meng Fuyuan couldn't remember clearly, and couldn't calculate how many times the hall seemed crowded and cramped because of the crowd, even rubbing shoulders and sweating profusely, how many times it fell into deathly silence.

Looking up, Meng Fuyuan saw Bian Qingyu sitting calmly on the sandalwood armchair, holding the teacup holder in one hand, and lifted the corner of the tea cover with the other hand, and took a sip of the rich tea. The light remained on his thin chin, as if the joys and sorrows in the world had nothing to do with him.

"What's going on here?" The leader of a certain small sect was confused and couldn't figure it out, so he had to ask boldly.

"Qianluan Mountain..." I don't know which faction of knight-errants he is from, but he grasped another important point. He sighed, "So the legend is true! Qianluan Mountain is really the site of the battle against demons!"

When someone speaks in a low voice, more people dare to speak out, and the accumulation of small amounts becomes more, and the stream becomes a flood. Then the scene gets out of hand, noisy and chirping, and everyone discusses freely.

For decades, the rivers and lakes that have been peaceful and peaceful to follow the rules always need more anecdotes and anecdotes that need to be resolved urgently, so as to overcome the boredom that people breed because of wasting time day after day.

"Everyone be quiet." Wei Chuge also stood up, gathering energy in his belly, and his voice was so high that it could fill the hall, "Speak one by one, and brainstorming can get twice the result with half the effort!"

At times like this, there are still people who enjoy flattering, "Master Wei is right, don't worry, everyone, if you have opinions, it's good to listen to others' opinions if you don't have opinions!"

Martial arts is not one of the best in the world, but he has practiced flattery to the extreme.

After all, Wei Chuge is still recognized as the leader of the Beiqi Sect by everyone in the Jianghu, so his words can be regarded as authoritative. As soon as these words came out, the hall returned to its original state of silence.But it's a pity that no one immediately jumped out to express their opinions, and everyone hesitated as if they had a heart-to-heart agreement. Maybe it was because they were afraid of the power of the Kaiyang faction and didn't dare to speculate, or maybe they couldn't see the situation clearly, so they couldn't stop reasoning. It's still messy, so I have to wait for others to pull out the cocoon and strip it.

It seems that prosperity must decline, prosperity and loneliness go round and round, and each other is born and restrained.

Chao Zixuan remained silent, Wei Chuge was also silent, and Jueming remained silent.

As for Bian Qingyu, he almost didn't really participate in this grand trial of the rivers and lakes, and he has been silent all the time. He is just sitting here, maybe his thoughts have already flown to the sky.

He doesn't seem to care about the outcome of the grand trial.

The eerie atmosphere lingered, intensified, and was so thick that it was depressing, until——

The two thin wooden door panels of the main hall turned inwards suddenly, and someone pushed the door open with skill. Suddenly, golden sunlight took the opportunity to enter, illuminating the small piece of dim stone brick floor behind the threshold.

It finally got brighter.

"Since it is the inscription left on the stone wall of Qianluan Mountain, the ruins of the battle against demons, and it is exactly the same as the content in the book that the head of the Kaiyang Sect tried to destroy, isn't the truth clearly revealed?" The visitor held a bag in his hand. A folding fan, with the word "Blade" written in cursive on the front, and the word "Heart" written in Chinese ink on the back. It is a red brocade robe with a round neck, black leather six-slotted boots, and a flamboyant skirt that is so flamboyant. There is a layer of floating light and gold on the outside of the arms. The blend of red and gold is even more dazzling. He laughed loudly, "The content in the manual is the sorcery of the Demon Cult!"

The sunlight that slanted into the main hall happened to hit Meng Fuyuan's eyebrows, which was unavoidably dazzling, so Meng Fuyuan couldn't help frowning, closing his eyes into a line, and only then could he see the man's appearance clearly——

It's Yu Solitary.

Why is he here? !

Seeing Yu Ziran walking calmly, he stood beside Xu Min generously, standing in a pavilion, put away the folding fan with a "snap", and knocked on the palm of his hand. You Louzhu, I met the Pavilion Master, the two heads of the Beiqi Sect, I met Master Jueming, and I met all my friends from the world!"

Meng Fuyuan secretly slandered, his "friend" was easy to call.

Chao Zixuan and Meng Fuyuan had the same reaction, he didn't like this in his heart, but he did enough on the surface, so Chao Zixuan asked with a smile as if he was familiar with it: "It is rumored that Hun and Louzhu are in the Jianghu but are out of the secular world. Are you willing to come here today to disturb the affairs of Jianghu? I am still the landlord, I have already forgotten all kinds of mortal worlds, and I have enjoyed the land of bliss, lingering and forgetting to return."

Low laughter came faintly from all around.

The reason why Hun and Lou is famous in Jianghu is not because the owner of the building is extremely powerful in the battle against demons, nor is it because his martial arts is so strong that others admire and envy him, but because the flesh and blood business is really booming. Food and sex, most people can't escape.The harmony of water and milk is something that many wandering knights long for in their hearts.Therefore, it is true that Soul and Lou are famous in Jianghu, but if the name is not right, people in Jianghu have different opinions on it, which is normal.

If it were any big person in the Lingzhaobei Alliance, no one would laugh out loud like this. It is only because the other party is the master of Hun and Lou that everyone dares to do whatever they want.

Fragile ridicule lingered in his ears, but Yu Yuran was not annoyed at all. He did not shy away from it, and answered with a smile without changing his face: "I am in the Jianghu, how can I completely separate myself from the Jianghu? The so-called escape from the world is nothing more than It's just a relief and pastime when you are resentful and frustrated. Besides, this matter is related to the remnants of the Jianghu Demon Sect, how can we wait for Jianghu knight-errants and stand idly by?"

He spoke righteously and sincerely, but when he mentioned the word "remnants of the Devil's Cult", he seemed to pause slightly to conceal the strange emotions that surged up in him.

Chao Zixuan said casually: "So, the landlord has worked so hard to come here, does it mean that he has some important clues that he wants to share with everyone?"

"Naturally. I heard that the pavilion master came to Beiqi Sect to find out the relationship between the Kaiyang Sect and the Chiyan Gang case. So I raced against time and rushed all night to provide a testimony before the end of the Jianghu trial." .” The smile on Yu Ziran’s face disappeared for a while, and he said slowly——

"It's a testimony identifying the head of the Kaiyang faction as the real culprit in the case of the Chiyan gang."