The Path Toward Heaven

In the sky around the Yuntai, exclamations sounded one after another.

Huan Tianzhu can perfectly reproduce images and sounds, and it cannot be faked. It is a famous magic weapon in the practice world. It has been hidden in Yunmeng Mountain by the Zhongzhou Sect all these years. Why did it suddenly appear in Guo Nanshan's hands?

Although the relationship between the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect has eased over the years, how could the two leaders of the monastic world be so close?

Thinking of something, Tonglu's face became extremely ugly. The two You Yejing elders beside him looked at each other, thinking of that thing, and their expressions were stern.

The Xihai Sword Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect had always been on good terms. There were no Zhongzhou Sect disciples among the practice sects besieging Yuntai today. They were somewhat comforted, but... the Huan Dzi actually appeared in Guo Nanshan's hands, which showed that the two parties might have joined forces in the dark.

No matter how proud he is, Tonglu also knows that it is impossible for his own sect to directly resist the combination of Qingshan sect and Zhongzhou sect, not to mention there are so many sects like Yimaozhai and Daze.

He stared into Nanshan's eyes, gritted his teeth and said, What do you want me to see?

The sky light beads shot out several beams of light and fell into the sky.

The setting sun has already slanted, and the sunset is getting thicker. The picture is a bit blurry, but Liu Shisui's face can still be vaguely seen.

I don't know if it's because the fog on the ground is too thick, or because of Daze's way of wind and rain. The night fell countless times faster than usual, and the picture gradually became clear.

Many scenes appeared in the ever-changing picture, such as the king and grandson of the West, and those jade books.

Simultaneously with these images, there is also the sound from the return dzi.

Those conversations said a lot.

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The light beam retracted, and the dzi bead calmed down, everything was in darkness, only the sound of the sea wind whistling.

The silence around Yuntai lasted for a long time. Even the Zhengdao sect who besieged Yuntai had many people who didn't know the details and were too shocked to speak.

Tonglu stared at Nanshan's eyes, his face was pale, and he shouted angrily and excitedly: This is a frame-up!

Guo Nanshan looked at him sympathetically and said nothing.

No one responded to Tonglu, not even the disciples of the Xihai Sword Sect.

Their expressions were very dazed, wondering if what they saw was true? Not old forest?

Our request is very simple, hand over all those whose names have been called.

Cheng Youtian waved his right hand lightly, and several sword lights came out from the flying sword under his feet, traveling at high speed in the night sky, bringing out lightning flashes, condensing hundreds of names.

Some names gradually faded away, leaving more than 200 names, which are extremely eye-catching in the dark night sky.

Tonglu took a look and recognized that these were all masters of the Xihai Sword Sect, and the rest should be the deacons of Yuntai.

If the West Sea Sword Sect handed over these people tonight, most of its own strength would be lost. More importantly, how would the West Sea Sword Sect gain a foothold in the Chaotian Continent in the future?

What do those disappearing names mean?

Tonglu forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and asked.

Cheng Youtian said: Those people are Bulao Lin's spies lurking in the imperial court and various sects, as well as demons from evil sects. They are not here, so naturally they are not in the scope of discussion.

Tonglu stared at him and said loudly: Just relying on these pictures and sounds to make us believe your statement, it's ridiculous!

Cheng Youtian didn't intend to discuss with him, and said, Hand over immediately.

Otherwise, fight.

It has only been more than ten years since Cheng Youtian took over as the master of Bihu Peak, and tonight is the first time he represents Qingshan to do such a big event. Logically speaking, he should be a little nervous.

But he was very calm and seemed very confident, as if he was not afraid even if the Sword God of the West Sea appeared.

If you want to commit a crime, why don't you have nothing to say, let alone... these are all Liu Shisui's one-sided words!

Tonglu suddenly thought of this, and said in a deep voice: We all know that he killed Luo Huainan! How can you believe what he said, this must be a conspiracy by Bulao Lin!

This inference cannot be said to be completely unreasonable, and the expressions of the practitioners surrounding the Yuntai changed slightly.

At this moment, a hole suddenly opened in the night sky, and a person fell into the cloud.

The man was wearing a bright yellow shirt and had an extraordinary bearing. He was the grandson of Xi Wang.

Tonglu was very surprised and shouted: Master?

There were not many disciples of the Xihai Sword Sect who knew the grandson of Xi Wang, and they all saluted after hearing this.

The disciples and deacons in Yuntai Mountain showed joy on their faces.

Suddenly, everyone realized that something was wrong.

Xi Wangsun has blood on his body!

He didn't come with his hands behind his back, but his arms were tied behind his back!

Shocked and speechless, Tonglu looked behind Xi Wangsun, using his best eyesight, only to see the rope.

The rope has no substance, just like a shadow, and it is impossible to see clearly in the dark night sky.

Whether it was the disciples of the Xihai Sword Sect or the disciples of the sects besieging Yuntai, there was an uproar!

Xi Wangsun has always been very mysterious, but everyone knows that his realm and strength are unpredictable, but at this time he was hanged from the sky!

Who can do such a thing?

Bu Qiuxiao's expression was calm, and he obviously knew about it a long time ago. He flew to Xi Wangsun and said, If that's the case, why bother to commit more crimes? It's nothing more than those subordinates who are loyal to you. These young disciples in Xihai don't know. Do you want them to be buried for you?

The meaning of his words is very clear, that is, he hopes that Xi Wangsun will admit his crimes and avoid the possible subsequent war.

Half of Xi Wangsun's bead curtain was shattered, fluttering in the wind, looking a little weird, as if trying to cut his eyes into pieces.

His eyes swept over the practitioners around the cloud platform, a little tired, but still deep, and finally fell on Tonglu and other disciples of the West Sea Sword Sect.

That's right, it's true that I've been taking care of the old forest all these years.

Hearing this sentence, there was another uproar.

The disciples of the Xihai Sword Sect were shocked and speechless, and the atmosphere suddenly fell a lot. Tonglu's face was pale, and he couldn't believe his ears at all.

Before the battle even started, your own coach has already been arrested and confessed his guilt. How can we fight?

Xi Wangsun suddenly laughed.

Why are you laughing?

He suppressed his smile, looked at the crowd and said indifferently: But, is there anything wrong with that?

Everyone thought to themselves that this person was too mentally stimulated and became insane, otherwise how could he say such a thing.

Guo Nanshan frowned and said: You do such evil things without knowing your mistakes. I really don't know what you are talking about.

Xi Wangsun said: What I want to say is that in your respective sects, there are many people like me.

Guo Nanshan said: Don't worry, we will not let any of those people go.

Xi Wangsun looked at him and said with a slight sarcasm, Are you sure that's all? Those are just small characters, don't you dare to doubt your teacher?

Guo Nanshan's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, Don't be so bewitching to confuse the crowd and sow dissension.

The meaning of Xi Wangsun is very clear. There are many important figures in various sects who have something to do with Bulao Lin. Don't you dare to arrest them all.

The meaning of Guo Nanshan is also clear. Since he is an important figure in various sects, how could he join Bulao Lin as an assassin.

Xi Wangsun said indifferently: Of course they won't be killers. The problem is that they have many people who want to kill for various reasons, but it's not convenient for them to do it themselves, so they need to do it through us. Are you sure you want me to say their names at this time?

His eyes moved across the faces of the elders of the sects, like knives.

Bu Qiuxiao noticed that the expressions of two or three of the heads and elders of the various factions had changed obviously, and he knew that Xi Wangsun could not continue talking.

He glanced at Cheng Youtian.

Cheng Youtian understood what he meant, turned his sword consciousness slightly, and there was a faint flash of lightning between his right fingers, ready to use the eight-direction sword technique at any time to shock the opponent to death with thunder.

Xi Wangsun suddenly turned his head, looked into his eyes with a half-smile and said, Or start from your Qingshan sect?

Cheng Youtian was silent for a moment, and put his right hand behind his back, not understanding why the brother in charge allowed this person to speak.

Xi Wangsun laughed, looked at the elders of the various sects, and said without concealing his contempt, If the assassin is a knife, I am the one holding the knife, and you are the ones who bought the knife. What qualifications do you have to convict me?