The next morning, before daybreak, a group of people arrived for the first case.
But they didn't expect that as soon as they reached the foot of the mountain, the sword formation in the sword forest knocked these people to the ground.
Ji Yuanyi sat on the platform and watched, gnawing on a chicken leg in his hand.
He sighed, "Hey, who told you to make Junior Sister angry? You deserve to suffer a little."
He looked up at the sky. It was not yet dawn.
"Forget it, it seems I won't be able to get out for a while, let's get some sleep first."
He finished the chicken leg in two bites, threw it away, clasped his hands together, put them under his head as a pillow, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
"Ouch…"
In the sword forest, the disciple who had finally climbed up was knocked to his knees by the bone again.
He covered his head and climbed up, cursing, "Who is it! Throwing bones around!"
He looked at the sword forest filled with murderous aura and was about to cry.
What a sin! Didn’t I just bring people here to apologize for the first crime?
And I have to suffer this punishment.
Forget it, let’s find a way out quickly.
If it's too late, the Immortal Qinglian will get angry and we'll be in trouble again.
After a group of people entered the First Sect with limp legs, they discovered that Shen Yushuo, dressed in white, was sitting high on the broad platform. Her aura was extremely noble, and behind her stood Hua Yanyue, dressed in a dark red robe.
On her left and right sat Wen Du and others.
Wen Du, who is the leader of a sect, is also willing to give up his position to his junior sister and respect her.
This attitude made the elders of the sects realize that this matter would not be resolved peacefully.
"Bai Renwen from the Third Sect greets Immortal Venerable Qinglian, Sect Master Wen, and all the Immortal Venerables."
"The second case is Lu Wenfeng..."
"Qingyun Sect..."
"Wang Yizong..."
Hundreds of people were densely packed below the stage, many of them being forced to kneel on the ground.
Shen Yushu glanced at the people below and said calmly, "Are you all here?"
Bai Renwen hurriedly said, "Everyone is here, Immortal Qinglian, we dare not lie to you. All those who participated in the original event are here."
Lu Wenfeng also quickly expressed his opinion, "Yes, Immortal Qinglian, I was not aware of the siege and killing of your disciple at first. I only heard now that it was the disciples under your tutelage who had evil intentions."
Shen Yushu stood up, straightened her clothes, and walked down the steps step by step. Hua Yanyue followed immediately.
As she walked, she spoke, "I've only been gone for five hundred years. When will it be your turn to bully my disciples?"
As she spoke, she raised her hand and waved it lightly, and her sleeves drew an arc in the air.
The next moment, Bai Renwen flew backwards and fell to the ground, unable to move. However, he didn't even dare to resist and could only endure it.
He didn't dare to get up and could only lie on the ground.
When his master was alive, he would give Qinglian some distance when he saw her. Now, five hundred years have passed, who would dare to compete with her?
The disciples of the Second Sect saw their leader in such a miserable state and dared not resist. For a moment, they breathed much more lightly, fearing that they would be in trouble.
Not to mention how terrified those disciples who were pinned to the ground were.
They didn't understand why just the two words "Qinglian" could fill them with fear.
She walked over and stood still, raised her hand, and an invisible force restrained Lu Wenfeng's neck. He felt suffocated instantly, and as her arm rose, Lu Wenfeng was also controlled in mid-air.
His face turned pale in an instant, then blue.
Bai Renwen looked at his miserable appearance, lowered his head in pain, and lay on the ground, not daring to move.
He instantly felt that being knocked away was much better than being hung in the air, but he felt that many of his meridians were broken.
She didn't even glance at Lu Wenfeng, and was almost indifferent to this person's existence, but her eyes fell on the dark red corner of the clothes beside her.
She just said, "You say you don't know? I don't believe you don't know. You are the leader of a sect. If you don't have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, then this position should be replaced by someone else."
Lu Wenfeng raised his hand to grab the powerful spiritual power trapped in his throat, hoping to relieve the feeling of suffocation, but it was of no use.
He struggled to open his mouth and begged for mercy, "Qing...Qinglian Immortal Venerable, please calm down. I said the wrong thing. It was...I failed to discipline the sect disciples properly, causing them to behave inappropriately. This is why this happened. Please...Qinglian...Immortal Venerable, please calm down."
When Shen Yushu heard this, he let go of his hand. Lu Wenfeng instantly fell from mid-air and knelt on the ground, coughing continuously.
He just felt very clearly that she really wanted to kill him.
Shen Yushu glanced around the room and heard her say, "Back then, I nearly lost my soul for the Three Realms, only to bring you peace. I never thought you would dare to bully my only remaining disciple like this."
"You guys really are... so brave!"
The words were spoken neither lightly nor heavily, and were as light as the breeze.
However, all the disciples and elders of the sects who were standing in the scene knelt on the ground in unison.
They said in unison, "Please calm down, Immortal Qinglian."
Shen Yushu said, "Calm down? I didn't expect that after just five hundred years, you immortal sects would become so despicable and mean. It makes me sick."
No one dared to say a word and knelt on the spot. The powerful and invisible pressure made it impossible for them to raise their heads.
Hua Yanyue looked at her with pride and admiration in her eyes, as well as deeply hidden feelings that could not be expressed in words.
This was his master, powerful and incomparable.
Such a Master...
Is that something I dare to hope for?
Is it possible for me to hope, hope, for even a hint of her favor?
He felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, and suppressed those emotions deep in his heart, not letting anyone know.
"I truly do not know why this divine artifact created by my disciple has so captivated you. What do you intend to do by fighting for it? Do you want to use it to fulfill your unfulfilled aspirations? Or, even worse, do you want to use it to unify the three realms? Dominate the world?"
Everyone was so frightened by her words that they dared not look up and just knelt where they were.
"You dare to bully him so brazenly, because you think he has no one behind him, right?"
"Or are you sure you can be the final winner?"
"Or do you want to frame him with a false charge so you can take what you want?"
"Afterwards, you still stroked the hem of your clothes calmly and said you were doing it for the greater good of the world."
"Yes or no?"
After a series of questions, no one dared to refute. They all held their breath and knelt on the spot.
Many disciples could not bear the pressure in those words. They turned pale, trembled, and their Taoism hearts were slightly tilted.
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