This person is too murderous

The Holy Forest Palace, in front of all the civil and military officials.

Emperor Shenglin's face was gloomy and he looked coldly at Jiang Daoming below.

Jiang Daoming's expression was indifferent, the laws of the world were shaking, and the twelve dragon elephants were circling around him.

"I have heard about the reputation of Palace Master Jiang. There is indeed no one in the Holy Forest who can defeat the Palace Master, but this does not mean that there is no one behind the Holy Forest!"

Emperor Shenglin said coldly: "Master, please wait. Someone will come to get you in a quarter of an hour at most."

Monk Shiming said: "Amitabha, Your Majesty went to the Qinghuang Holy Land to invite someone?"

"Where are you a monk from?" Emperor Shenglin frowned.

"Western Lingshan." Monk Shiming smiled and said, "I wonder if your majesty has ever heard of it?"

Emperor Shenglin suddenly changed his expression and said in a cold voice: "Jiang Daoming, you are really good at it. Go to the Holy Land of Lingshan in the west and ask people to suppress me in the east?"

"This Buddha was not invited by the Hall Master, but was invited by the Qinghuang Holy Land to participate in the Holy Ceremony." Monk Shiming smiled lightly and said, "Moreover, the Hall Master has just returned from participating in the Holy Ceremony."

"Nonsense, the Holy Scripture has ended long ago." Emperor Shenglin said coldly.

Jiang Daoming frowned and said, "Emperor Holy Forest, didn't go to the Holy Ceremony? This palace master remembers that he invited the Tianhe Dynasty, but he didn't notice it at the Holy Ceremony."

"The hall master doesn't know something. The holy ceremony they participated in was just a gathering of some sects below, not in the Qingdi Pond." Monk Shi Ming said.

Emperor Shenglin looked ugly, and that was exactly what happened.

They, the emperors, are not qualified to compete in martial arts with the geniuses of the major holy places.

"Wait for someone to come from Qinghuang Holy Land." Emperor Shenglin said coldly.

Jiang Daoming frowned and said: "Since the Holy Forest Emperor wants to wait, then I, the Lord of the Palace, will give the Qing Emperor Holy Land face."

"You guys step back." Emperor Shenglin frowned and asked the civil and military officials to step back.

"Your Majesty." The officials looked at each other and asked them to leave?

"Go down." The Holy Forest Emperor waved his hand.

The cultivation level of these officials is very low. The strongest ones are only in the realm of earth immortals, so they can't be of much help.

"I'll take my leave."

The civil and military officials retired, leaving only Jiang Daoming and the Holy Forest Emperor in the hall.

Both sides remained silent and waited.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly? The sound of dragon roar suddenly sounded from the sky.

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The high-pitched dragon roar resounded? Green light fell from the sky, filling the air with rich vitality.

A figure in green clothes descended from the sky. A young woman beside him shouted softly: "The Saint of the Blue Emperor has arrived."

"Saint?"

The expression of Emperor Shenglin changed. He quickly got down from the throne and saluted respectfully: "Emperor Shenglin, I sincerely welcome the Holy Lady."

Saint Qinghuang stepped into the palace? She was slightly blessed: "I have met the master of the palace, fellow Taoist Shiming, fellow Taoist Xuanqing."

Emperor Shenglin's heart sank. The saint took the initiative to greet her?

So polite? Is the friendship between them really deep?

"Saints are polite." Jiang Daoming cupped his hands and said.

"Hearing that the palace master was coming in a rage, Qing Yi rushed over immediately. Fortunately, the palace master has not yet unleashed his thunderous wrath."

The voice of Saint Qinghuang was still soft: "I wonder why the master of the palace is so angry? What is there to offend in the sacred forest?"

"First, sin? Second, when I was in the restricted area of ​​human and god, people from the Holy Forest went to my palace and almost killed my friends. Is this reason enough?" Jiang Daoming said lightly.

Saint Qinghuang frowned slightly: "Holy Forest Emperor? Is what the palace master said true?"

"Returning to the Saint? The so-called sin of the palace master is that Ye Shan has tarnished the innocence of the royal family by having an affair with an outsider and even having a child."

Emperor Shenglin said angrily: "Now that child has worshiped Palace Master Jiang as his teacher, and invited Palace Master Jiang to come to his door."

"I understand the character of the Hall Master." Saint Qinghuang said: "Hall Master, what are the facts?"

"Saint?" The Saint Lin Emperor was a little confused. Do you really believe in Jiang Daoming?

"Ye Shan has not had an affair with anyone else. As for the child, he is just a poor child adopted by Ye Shan. He is not bad at talent. It is also for him that the master of this palace seeks the Holy Girl to ask for the Divine Code of Thunder."

Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

"Where is that child now?" Saint Qinghuang asked.

"He is in Jiang Mansion." Jiang Daoming said calmly: "If the saint doesn't believe it, this palace master can take the saint to check it out. This palace master will obtain the Yunzhong Dao Sutra and the Thunder Dao Divine Canon for him. These two magical arts cannot be faked."

"The master of the palace really loves this disciple."

Saint Qinghuang said: "I naturally believe the words of the Palace Master. Saint Lin Huang, why did Ye Shan die?"

"This..." The Holy Forest Emperor paused and was speechless for a moment.

"Huh?" Saintess Qinghuang's voice turned cold.

Emperor Shenglin's expression changed and he quickly said: "There was a fight in the harem and he was poisoned."

"There are countless sins in the harem." Jiang Daoming said coldly.

"Palace Master, this holy lady will give you an explanation for this matter. The affairs of the Holy Forest and the Harem are not worthy of the Palace Master. Those dirty things will only dirty the Palace Master's hands."

Saint Qinghuang said: "Take the sacred spring as an apology."

Holy Forest Emperor: "..."

From the beginning, it became me trying to apologize to Jiang Daoming?

"There is no need for the sacred spring. The master of this palace is just here to clean up the sins and seek justice for my disciple." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

"This is a meeting gift from this saint to your disciple." Saint Qinghuang said softly: "The master of the palace must not refuse."

"Holy girl, if you give one, you will give. If you give two, you will give. Give some to both, right?" Monk Shiming chuckled.

"I have long heard that the sacred spring, or human flesh and white bones, the saint is more generous." Li Xuanqing also took the opportunity to say: "My ancestor who doesn't know how old he is, is in need of something to extend his life. Please have mercy on the saint." A lonely old man might just burp his butt one day.”

Holy Forest Emperor: "..."

You guys are so shameless, are you killing them together?

Do you really think that cultivating the sacred spring does not require resources and time?

"Then just one person." Saint Qing Huang said calmly: "Holy Lin Emperor, where is the person who went to the palace master's residence to commit murder before?"

"Saint?" The Holy Lin Emperor was startled.

"Give the murderer to the palace master and let this matter rest." Saintess Qinghuang said indifferently.

Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "As long as the sins of this palace master are clear, Emperor Shenglin, you can rest assured that he is indeed an adopted son and has not tarnished the reputation of the royal family."

"Yes, Saint." The Holy Forest Emperor gritted his teeth and said, "Come here, get some sacred springs. As for the perpetrator, please give Saint some time. He has been sent out and is not in the imperial capital for the time being."

The Holy Maiden of the Qinghuang frowned: "Don't worry, Palace Master, I will give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter."

Jiang Daoming nodded slightly and said: "Hand over the concubine who harmed Ye Shan. I will bring it back to my disciple so that he can take revenge with his own hands."

"Thank you, Palace Master." Ye Xing thanked him quickly.

Saint Qinghuang was startled and said: "If this saint guessed correctly, the disciple of the palace master is still a child? Doesn't the palace master think it is cruel to do this?"

"Wouldn't it be even greater torture if he was allowed to endure the torment of hatred and not be able to avenge his mother with his own hands?"

Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "Ye Shan has nurtured him. If it weren't for Ye Shan, he would have starved to death on the streets, and the seeds of hatred have already taken root in his heart."