The next moment, as the giant palm fell, the unavoidable palm force was absorbed and neutralized. Then, Lin Feng pushed both palms towards Bai Mu.
The doubled Heaven-Turning Palm swiftly lunged towards Bai Mu.
Bai Mu was caught off guard by this turn of events and fought back with all his might.
Boom~
With a loud explosion, Shiraki spat out tomato juice and was sent flying off the platform.
"What!"
Everyone was taken aback by this sudden turn of events and exclaimed in surprise.
The white wood that had fallen to the ground had already lost consciousness.
Looking at Lin Feng again, he was still standing in the same spot, completely still.
When Master Zisong saw this, he was surprised but also proud. His face looked at everyone as if to say, "Look, this is my personal disciple!"
However, Lin Feng's counterattack just now was clearly not his own ultimate technique, but he didn't care, since he knew that Lin Feng had already mastered the technique.
By this time, He Lixian and his entourage's faces had turned a deep purplish-red, and they could only order someone to help Bai Mu back to treat his injuries.
The Spirit Gathering Realm defeated the Soul Sea Realm. Just how extraordinary is this kid's talent?
Seeing Master Zisong's smug expression, He Lixian felt a million curses running through his mind.
Just as Master Zisong was about to clear Lin Feng's name, Shen Zhao spoke up: "Young Hero Lin, was the talisman you just used a Netherworld Qi-Gathering and Injury-Reflecting Talisman?"
These words shocked everyone present.
Upon hearing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but tremble.
Master Zisong immediately retorted angrily, "Young Master Shen, I don't know what grudge you have against my beloved disciple, why do you target him time and time again! What Netherworld, what are you talking about!"
Lin Feng also said, "What I just used was a Xuanmen talisman, given to me by a wandering Taoist when I was young, who said it could save my life in a critical moment."
"Is that so?" Shen Zhao sneered. "Purple and cyan talisman paper have always been essential for talisman masters in the Nine Netherworlds to write talismans, while the talismans of the other eight realms are all based on yellow."
"The condition for activating the purple talisman is that one must be proficient in the evil arts of the Nine Netherworlds. Lin Tiancai, do you want to explain how you activated the purple talisman in your hand?"
Lin Feng clenched his fists: "I told you, these talismans were indeed given by the wandering Taoist. I don't understand what you're saying."
"Is that so?" Shen Zhao looked at Lin Feng with amusement.
At this moment, Mo Xinchen, who had been silent all along, said, "Young Master Shen, are you mistaken? We didn't sense any evil aura at the scene just now."
"The reason you can't sense the evil aura is because the evil arts he cultivates haven't reached a high enough level yet. He can completely cover it up with orthodox Xuanmen techniques. As long as you reverse the flow of energy through your meridians, you can convert the evil energy you cultivate into orthodox Xuanmen spiritual energy. It's perfectly normal that you can't tell even with a monthly salary of three thousand."
Mo Xinchen was speechless.
After Shen Zhao finished explaining, he looked at Lin Feng with a sharp gaze: "Lin Feng, I'll give you one chance. Tell me the origin of the evil technique you practice, and perhaps I can consider sparing your life!"
Lin Feng angrily said, "Young Master Shen! Why do you insult my innocence like this? We have no past grudges or recent feuds, so why do you slander me like this!"
"Slander? Ha..."
If Shen Zhao hadn't experienced nine lifetimes and known that this boy was extremely vicious and would never do anything involving humans, he probably would have believed this guy's innocent nonsense.
"Alright, since you say you haven't practiced any evil arts and have nothing to do with the Nine Netherworlds, then prove it to us once again."
How can you prove it?
"Amitabha."
As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, Fahai slowly rose and walked towards the high platform.
When Fahai arrived in front of Lin Feng, he put his hands together and said, "Benefactor, the sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore. This humble monk will give you a chance to confess."
Lin Feng's pupils contracted: "What do you mean?"
"The Heart Sutra I practice is specifically designed to subdue all evil spirits. If you have a clear conscience, do you dare to challenge me?"
Upon hearing this, a bead of cold sweat slowly rolled down Lin Feng's forehead.
When he looked at Master Zisong, he gave him a pleading look.
But at this moment, Master Zisong was furious and eager to prove that his disciple had nothing to do with evil cultivators. He immediately said, "Feng'er, prove it to them. Your master believes that I have not misjudged you."
"Junior Brother Lin, I believe in you!"
Lu Xuanji also timidly cast a trusting glance at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, his resentment towards Shen Zhao deepening, but he still decided to try his luck.
"Master, since that's the case, please show mercy!"
Upon seeing this scene, Shen Zhao couldn't help but smile.
"You're just a useless piece of trash who only gets things done because of women. Let's see how long your pretense can last!"
After a brief standoff between Fahai and Lin Feng, Lin Feng decided to take the initiative and finish the fight quickly to prevent his secret from being exposed.
"Master, take this!"
This move is the River Palm of the Qingyun Sect, with its palm strikes flowing endlessly, like a swarm of fish crossing a river.
However, Fahai neither dodged nor avoided, but stood still, clasped his hands together, and silently recited the mantra.
Bang!
The next moment, as the Arhat Golden Bell appeared, the Mountain and River Palm strikes the wall of energy.
In an instant, the chanting of Buddhist sutras entered his ears, making Lin Feng dizzy and disoriented. His originally orthodox Xuanmen Qi Sea suddenly turned into a strange and evil aura of black and blue.
"Ah~"
Lin Feng, whose mind was overwhelmed by the chanting, lost his mind for a moment. His face was full of ferocity. He instinctively channeled his inner energy and activated the Corpse Blood Palm, striking Fahai heavily.
Upon witnessing this scene, Master Zisong's face turned ashen.
It’s over!
His own disciple was indeed skilled in evil arts.
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