"Does this mean I got it right?" Wei Dongliu said with a straight face.

"Fellow Daoist, please be patient." Shen Yue Zhen Jun smiled for the first time and said, "Let's look at the next question."

He continued forward with Wei Dongliu and arrived at the next prison.

In the cell, there were a man and a woman sitting opposite each other, neither of them saying a word.

"These two are husband and wife." Shenyue Zhenjun introduced, "Both of them are newcomers of the human race, and originally had a promising future, but one of them is in contact with the demon race, causing great losses to the human race..."

"Let me ask you something," Wei Dongliu said. "Why do so many people have secret dealings with the demon race? Was the human race's cohesion so poor in your era?"

"You are in a cesspool, so you can only smell stinky things." Shen Yue Zhenjun said slowly, "The object transformed here is the heavy prison of the human race at that time. Who do you think you can meet here?"

"Let's not talk about this for now." Wei Dongliu calmly changed the subject, "Next, you want to ask me, how should I deal with these two people?"

"That's not the case." Shen Yue Zhen Jun nodded and said, "Tell me, how can we confirm which of these two people is secretly having an affair with the demon clan?"

Wei Dongliu pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked:

"What's the relationship between these two people?"

For some reason, when he heard this question, Master Shenyue shuddered and felt a little uncomfortable.

It was a premonition that the bottom line was about to be lowered again.

"Love is stronger than gold." He said with a long sigh.

"That's easy." Wei Dongliu nodded. "Accuse both of them of having an affair with the demon clan, and then imprison them separately."

"Whether it's torture or acting, the two of them must scream so that the Taoist partner on the other side can hear them. The screams must be miserable and terrifying, the kind that people can't bear to hear."

"I see." Shen Yue Zhen Jun stroked his beard and said slowly, "In order to save their partners from suffering, they will definitely rush to confess and take the blame on themselves."

"No matter who the innocent people are, as long as they have not had an affair with the demons, they will definitely make up stories and talk nonsense when they confess." Wei Dongliu said calmly, "In this way, it will be easy to distinguish between loyalty and treachery."

"Very good, let's look at the next question." Shen Yue Zhenjun then led him forward to the next prison.

I saw a dejected woman sitting in the prison, with drooped shoulders and looking listless.

"This person is just an ordinary cultivator." Shen Yue Zhenjun said indifferently, "She spreads negative words in the rear and disrupts our army's morale. How should we deal with her?"

"It's very simple." Wei Dongliu said calmly, "What we need is to calm down the negative public opinion, not just to eliminate the source. We can announce to the public that we will punish him, and see who will come out to speak up for him. And we can indulge them, let these people show up more and more, and finally catch them all in one fell swoop, and then the world will be peaceful and the rivers will be clear from then on."

God Yue Zhenjun stroked his beard, said nothing on his face, but praised it in his heart.

The two men went to the next prison, where they saw a woman sitting with a pale face and a terrified expression.

"This person is not a cultivator, but an ordinary person." Shen Yue Zhenjun said calmly, "She picked up the corpse of our cultivator after he died, and took the bag as a treasure. She was found by the patrolling cultivators. What should we do with her?"

"It's easy." Wei Dongliu smiled. "And announce to the public that this mortal encountered the corpse of a cultivator, buried it, and then went to the sect to inform them, and handed over all the treasures in the bag without a penny. The sect was touched by her sincerity and gave her the elixir of immortality and the magic of turning stone into gold, and she returned home in glory. Finally, she was used as a positive example, and a storyteller was asked to write a story and spread it all over the streets and alleys."

Shen Yue Zhenjun pulled his beard, remained silent, and admired in his heart.

The two went to the next prison, where they saw a handsome man sitting, sighing and looking ashen.

"This person is an ordinary cultivator. Although his cultivation is not high, he is used to flirting with women and is very good at deceiving women." Shenyue Zhenjun said leisurely, "He traveled to many sects, lied that he was unmarried, and formed Taoist couples with various female cultivators, nuns, and female Taoists, including the daughters of high-ranking officials of the sects. After the incident, many sects were in an uproar, ashamed of it, and demanded severe punishment. How should it be dealt with?"

"How could this person have such talent?" Wei Dongliu showed a strange look on his face. "We should find his magical power of illusion, let him infiltrate the demon race, hook up with powerful female demons, and turn his talent into an advantage for the human race. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Shenyue Zhenjun finally couldn't hold it anymore and clapped his hands and laughed out loud:

"Excellent, excellent, excellent!"

"So, can it be considered over?" Wei Dongliu asked calmly.

"It's over, it's over." Shen Yue Zhenjun waved his hand and smiled, "What a pity, if you were born in that era, you would definitely shine."

"How do you know, Master, that I cannot shine as brightly as the sun and the moon at this time and place?" Wei Dongliu asked with a frown.

"Indeed." Shen Yue Zhen Jun thought that this man was already the leader of the sect, not an unknown person, so what he said just now was inappropriate. "According to what we agreed before, the position in my hand is yours."

"Just follow me."

Without saying a word, Wei Dongliu continued to follow Shen Yue Zhenjun, passing through the long and deep corridor. In a split second, he left the dungeon and arrived at the bottom of Lingtian Pavilion.

When I entered the attic, I saw Qiu Changtian sitting inside, his expression silent. An Zhisu and Shi Liuli stood on either side, staring at each other.

How could I be so cowardly in the past? Wei Dongliu was in a good mood at the moment, and he was full of vigor. Looking back at himself who was timid in front of his two wives, he felt really disgusted, so he released all his murderous energy and intimidated An Zhisu and Shi Liuli who were staring at each other.

An Zhisu was stimulated by his murderous aura and subconsciously wanted to draw her sword, but in the end she forced herself to hold back.

The subsequent process will not be described in detail. After the twelve people gathered, Wei Dongliu looked around and saw only eight people from the Orthodox Sect, so there was no need to mention them. The four people from the Demon Sect were himself, Wen Yang, Mo Gu and Ling Yun.

That is, two people from the Yin Gui Dao, one from the Mortal Dao, one from the Heavenly Demon Dao, and the weakest monks from the Donghuang Dao and Shura Dao, who acted as the atmosphere group this time, and the focus was on participation.

Everyone left the Golden Palace Secret Realm as it happened in the original timeline. Outside, there was a great battle between immortals and demons. The killing was fierce, but there was no river of blood.

Wei Dongliu grabbed Guo Jin with his backhand, wrapped him in sword light, and rushed towards the Blood Sea Ancestor.

On the way, the old thief with long eyebrows wanted to kill him with the Liang Yi Micro Dust Sword Formation, but was blocked by the Blood Sea Ancestor with a rolling river of blood, which completely annihilated the endless sword energy.

Looking at other demonic monks, they also headed towards the direction of the sect's immortal.

The old thief Chisong fought against the Patriarch Zizai. His Qiankun long sleeves released endless wind and thunder, but he was blocked by a black mist sprayed from his opponent's throat, and he could not move forward.

The old thief Wanxiang faced the Venerable Baigu, and threw out a lot of dazzling light from his hands, but it was unclear what kind of magic weapon the light was. If you look at it too much, you will go blind.

The people fought until the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the sun and moon lost their light. They fought and retreated, and finally waited until Shushan and others left. The Blood Sea Ancestor raised his hand and told Wei Dongliu to float out of the blood sea, and asked:

"What was the result of this trip to the Golden Palace?"

"Of the twelve main positions, the Six Paths have four." Wei Dongliu said in a deep voice, "The inferior disciple is incompetent, and the Mortal Path only occupies one."

"No problem." The Blood Sea Patriarch said with satisfaction, "It's good enough to have one, I don't ask for more."

Wei Dongliu was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked tentatively:

"Ancestor, even if we take the Golden Palace seat, there is no benefit. What's the point?"

"Although it may not be good for you, it is different for us immortals." The Blood Sea Ancestor said leisurely, "Don't worry, I will reward you after I return."