Chapter 271 Muddy Waters (1)

"Didn't you say before that the Ghost Buddha had no intention of harming anyone? Just one wrong piece of information from you killed an entire town!"

The three of them were all cultivators in the Void Refinement Stage. In just a few steps, they had left Fanghui City behind and arrived outside Longlan City. As soon as they saw Master Dingjing, Tong Zidu frowned and questioned him.

Although it was a question, her voice was still as gentle as the spring breeze, and her naturally smiling lips made it impossible for people to feel frightened no matter how they looked at her.

Yang Quan, standing beside Tong Zidu, also nodded slightly. Standing tall between Tong Zidu and Fei Tong, Yang Quan looked like a silent mountain. Her gaze wasn't fixed on Ding Jing Zhenren, but rather scanned Longlan City.

True Man Ding Jing was only a junior in front of the three elders. He bowed and said, "Ding Jing acknowledges his mistake. However, the epidemic is still spreading, and two young cultivators in the City Lord's Mansion are ill. I beg you to come and save them as soon as possible."

The three of them immediately set off and followed Master Ding Jing to the City Lord's Mansion in Longlan City. Fei Tong remained silent along the way, carefully observing everything around him.

The monks in Longlan City were rushing to and fro like the wind, while many ordinary people were queuing for porridge. The scene was chaotic yet orderly, a true reflection of post-disaster reconstruction. A few people glanced over, only to glance curiously before turning back. There was no sign of evacuation.

Maybe he was really overthinking it. Fei Han might have encountered some trouble and had not yet fallen into the hands of Master Ding Jing.

Fei Tong felt relieved a little, and she cheered herself up and followed Master Ding Jing into the City Lord's Mansion.

Zhenren Dingjing walked hurriedly and walked around to a large courtyard, inviting the three people in. He said, "The sick monks are here. They are the sisters Dong Dai and Dong E."

Dong Dai and Dong E. Fei Tong thought for a moment before digging these two names out of her memory.

The Palace Master of Xinghai Palace, Tian Miaoer, has four beloved disciples. Dong's only daughter recently passed away, so the two sisters account for two of them. Although their qualifications are not comparable to Tian Miaoer's only daughter, Qu Qitao, with careful training, they will become local elders in the future.

Tian Miao'er's only daughter had just passed away, and Tian Miao'er had already been defeated by the alliance leader Ning Peixian for suppressing sea monsters, but he refused to budge. If he lost two more beloved disciples, it would probably chill Tian Miao'er's heart.

Thinking of this, it seemed that there was a reason why Master Ding Jing had called them in so anxiously. Fei Tong felt even more relaxed and walked in, not noticing that Yang Quan and Tong Zidu had slowed down their pace, landing a step behind him and slowly entering.

The gate is closed.

"Buzz—"

Before Fei Tong had even taken a step, she spotted a three-legged bronze tripod standing in the courtyard. Familiar patterns were carved into the tripod's body. A dull humming sound emanated from the ripples of spiritual energy, and bursts of golden light emanated from its square mouth, instantly filling the entire courtyard.

The golden light surged like a wave, instantly engulfing and then receding. Fei Tong immediately turned to leave, only to find Yang Quan and Tong Zidu right behind her. Yang Quan's sword-like brows cast a gaze like a hunter catching his prey, while Tong Zidu's face was filled with uncertainty.

The entire courtyard was bathed in golden light, no longer resembling an ordinary residence. Its four sides were completely transparent, revealing the angry faces of countless cultivators huddled together. A reflection appeared in the sky, a place familiar to Fei Tong as one of the three elders of the Blackwood Sect—the Six Alliances' Internal Affairs Hall.

The reflection swayed like water waves, and a lazy voice came out: "Xiao Ding, what on earth is it that called me out? I still need to improve the pill formula, so tell me quickly if you have something to say."

This voice... turned out to be the Sect Master! Master Ding Jing had actually asked this Taoist to come out of seclusion! Fei Tong suddenly raised his head.

"I, the Taoist Master Ding Jing, would like to invite the head of the Black Wood Sect to sit in on this trial."

Master Ding Jing had unknowingly walked to the edge of the cauldron. Fei Tong turned around with a gloomy face, watching his thin lips open and close, uttering the words that Fei Tong least wanted to hear.

"This court trial is about the suspect, Fei Tong, an elder of the Blackwood Sect's Poison Saint Faction. He selfishly captured the Half-Sky Beast, colluded with the Demon Sect's Zang Yao Sect, and murdered tens of thousands of people!"

"traitor!"

"A lackey of the devil!"

The monks on all sides shouted angrily. If it weren't for the golden light blocking them, they would have rushed into the courtyard to clean up the house.

Yang Quan and Tong Zidu, the ones who were actually going to clean up the mess, had already taken their positions. Yang Quan was in the front, nine incense sticks already between his fingers; Tong Zidu tucked his hands into his sleeves, wary of Fei Tong's attack.

Taoist Ben Yu's voice grew serious. "If this is true, it's truly serious. I must avoid suspicion."

"Koizumi, Zidu, I will temporarily hand over the power of judgment to you two. I, the Taoist Ben Yu, will be responsible for any decisions you make."

"Xiao Ding, since this is a trial, let's start."

Taoist Ben Yu fell silent after he finished speaking. Seeing that the reflection in the sky had ceased to fluctuate, Yang Quan nodded, his sharp gaze fixed on Fei Tong, and he asked Master Ding Jing, "Do you have any evidence or witnesses?"

"Of course." Master Ding Jing raised his right hand and waved it. Three figures walked into the courtyard through the golden light. Fei Tong opened his eyes wide. It turned out to be Yun Po Baizhen holding Fei Han on the left and right.

"Who is this?"

Fei Han was released and stood frozen in place. Master Ding Jing pointed at him and said, "This man is Fei Han, the disciple Fei Tong bestowed upon him. Fei Tong considered him a trusted figure and entrusted him with the task of capturing the Half-Sky Beast. Unexpectedly, he still had a conscience and ultimately turned himself in to us!"

"What nonsense!"

Fei Tong's gaze fell on Fei Han, but Fei Han's soul had not been searched!

Master Ding Jing had no actual evidence in his hands, so he immediately felt emboldened and shook his head at Fei Han with deep sorrow.

"Fei Han, I treated you like my own son, but I never thought you would blame me for your own selfish desires! If it weren't for me, you would have died of old age in the outer sect now!"

"It's hard to be both loyal and righteous." Fei Han lowered his head in shame and grief. "Elder, I, I can't rest day or night."

Yang Quan frowned and said firmly, "Ding Jing, you have always been very rigorous in your work. Apart from this witness, where is the physical evidence?"

Seeing Fei Tong acting like this, Bai Zhen smiled coldly and threw a corpse out of the storage bag. It was Li Zhiyan, the mayor of Guhu Town.

Yun Po stepped forward, holding out the blessing seal in both hands, and respectfully addressed Yang Quantong Zidu, "This corpse is that of Li Zhiyan, the mayor of Guhu Town. The seal contains a reflection of his soul. Please allow the two elders to release it."

Fei Tong immediately sensed something was amiss. His mind raced, and he instinctively raised his hands to try and stop Yun Po. Before he could say anything, he heard cries of pain coming from all directions.

"ah!"

“Ahem!”

"What's wrong?!"

“Uh uh!”

What had happened? Fei Tong turned away in bewilderment, only to see the monks surrounding her vomiting blood and collapsing. The blood sprayed out in a deep purple-black color, and when it fell to the ground, it was so strong that it could corrode the floor tiles.

They were poisoned. Who poisoned them?

Fei Tong was unable to react for a moment, and suddenly felt two gazes piercing her body. Yang Quan and Tong Zidu had already started to attack!

"Fei Tong, you traitor, you actually poisoned people openly!"

It’s not me!

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