When this voice was heard, everyone stopped and looked back.
Xiang Jianjue was walking ahead, while Li Changting followed behind him with a helpless look on his face.
"It's Xiang Jianjue!"
Someone shouted, and the Dongzhou monks' eyes immediately lit up and they all surrounded him.
A gloomy look flashed across the eyes of the leading purple-robed monk, but he quickly regained his composure and pushed himself to the front, crying, "Fellow Daoist Xiang, you must take charge of this for us Dongzhou monks!"
"Call the shots?"
Xiang Jianjue said calmly, "My cultivation level is lower than most of you. How can I make the decision for you?"
"Xiang Daoyou, you're asking questions even though you already know the answer!"
Some people in the crowd were filled with righteous indignation, "Your master is the Earth God of Dongzhou, the heaven for us Dongzhou cultivators, and we have always treated you as our young master.
Now we are being suppressed, even Fellow Daoist Lu is dead, and you are not taking action? Are we Dongzhou cultivators going to be slaughtered at will?"
"My Master is your Heaven?"
Xiang Jianjue sneered, "How could I not know? Master has never received any favor from you guys. Now that she's become an Earth God, why should she protect you?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of many Dongzhou cultivators changed.
Someone couldn't help but retort, "We came to Xizhou because your master secretly instructed us to do so. Now that we're here, she doesn't care. What's that?"
"joke."
Xiang Jianjue showed a look of sarcasm: "Migration to the West is entirely up to personal will, Master never interferes. You came here to improve your spiritual roots, what does this have to do with my Master?
My senior brother and I came to Jiancheng to practice, and we didn't want to get involved in this matter. But since you are forcing us everywhere, I will show up and say something. You guys are really stupid!
What about being the number one evildoer alongside Sect Master Qin, the leader of the cultivators in Dongzhou... My master would never say that about himself. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is the work of the Pantheon.
Looking at today, it's the same thing. You're being used as pawns by the Pantheon, stirring up conflict between the two continents, and you're completely unaware of it. What a joke, isn't it?
These words pointed out the root of the problem and woke everyone up, and the situation immediately calmed down a lot.
"Pantheon?"
"Lu Yuncheng can barely be considered a genius. He's been the top scorer for several days in a row. It's possible that he was killed by the Pantheon."
When the purple-robed monk heard what everyone was talking about, his eyes became even darker, and he immediately sent a message to Tuo, who was among the Dongzhou monks.
The man immediately spoke up: "Fellow Daoist Xiang, since you say it was done by the Pantheon, do you have any evidence?"
Xiang Jianjue tilted his head to glance at the source of the voice, with a look of sarcasm in his eyes, which he did not conceal:
"What? Is there anyone who wants to speak a fair word for the Pantheon? Sir... are you really a cultivator from Dongzhou?"
The purple-robed monk's heart twisted violently at these words. The Dongzhou monks reacted even more fiercely, immediately dispersing and staring at the surrounding monks warily.
The people behind Zhuang Teng were also on guard. Since there was something fishy among the Dongzhou cultivators, there might be something fishy on their side.
The Pantheon's representative was being stared at by so many eyes that he dared not speak again, and the scene fell into silence.
He took one look at Xiang Jianjue and immediately smiled: "Daoyou, you are silent. It seems that you are feeling guilty?"
The purple-robed monk frowned secretly. He had never realized before that Xiang Jianjue was so eloquent and clear-headed. He was much more difficult to deal with than Zhuang Teng.
Li Changting, standing behind, was also shocked.
The silly boy is usually a taciturn person and may not say a word the whole day. But today he is actually having a debate with a group of scholars?
Be good!
He knew that this kid had been indifferent to the bad things he heard about his master recently, and he must have been holding it in his heart.
Although it is a bit risky to say it all in one breath this time, it is worth it now that the idea is clear.
Li Changting was watching, and Xiang Sheng was also watching. Seeing her disciple standing on his own and showing his brilliance, she felt relieved.
Even her master didn't expect Jian Jue to stand up and say these words, and the Pantheon was even less likely to have expected it.
The situation has been initially controlled by Jian Jue. It seems that her arrangements may not be useful.
"In that case, what happened today was a complete misunderstanding."
"It's not a misunderstanding. I almost told you straight out that this is clearly a conspiracy by the Pantheon."
"Fellow Daoist Xiang is extremely talented and a disciple of the Earth God. He is most familiar with the methods of the Pantheon. What he said must be correct."
"Why didn't I think of this? Sigh... The Pantheon is still too far away from ordinary monks like us."
The monks from Dongzhou communicated secretly, and the situation quickly reversed.
The purple-robed monk listened and his eyes became increasingly gloomy.
He had painstakingly lit the fire for many days, but the fire had just begun to show signs of burning when it was extinguished by Xiang Jianjue's just one sentence.
It was no longer possible to completely intensify the conflict between the two continents. Even if he killed Xiang Jianjue, the cultivators from the East and West continents would only blame him directly.
Fortunately, the wind direction has not changed completely yet, and he still has loopholes to find.
The purple-robed monk glanced at Zhuang Teng subtly, and seeing his expression which was three times gloomier than his own, he raised the corners of his lips slightly and whispered a few words to his subordinates.
…
Zhuang Teng's cultivation was quite high, so he could naturally hear the cultivators communicating with each other. The more he listened, the gloomier his expression became.
"I should be happy..."
He tried his best to suppress the discomfort in his heart, but suddenly, another voice came to his ears.
"Brother Xiang still has our Sword Sect in his heart after all."
"Yes, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the risk to stand up and calm the chaos."
"The rumors within the sect are truly unbelievable."
"Senior Brother Xiang really helped Senior Brother Zhuang a lot this time."
"Brother Xiang, with such demeanor, is worthy of being a disciple of the Earth God."
"Everyone says that Senior Brother Xiang is extremely talented. I wonder how he compares to Senior Brother Zhuang?"
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