Prison Warden's Palace.
The seat next to the first seat.
A trace of sadness and confusion flashed in Lu Sheng's eyes.
Murderous intent?
Hate Ge wants to kill her?
The good disciple who always respected and loved her actually revealed his murderous intentions in this hall without any concealment, and he was even targeting her, his master...
Did I really misunderstand Hate Ge?
Lu Sheng felt lost and confused as he looked at Lu Henge, whose face was ferocious and murderous intent was undiminished.
The previous Hen Ge... would never look at her with such hatred.
The others were already suspicious.
Lu Hen Ge has always been friendly to others.
How could they collude with the demons?
now.
Seeing Lu Hen Ge, whose Dao heart was broken and who was like a madman, all the disciples became more and more convinced that they must have misunderstood Lu Hen Ge.
"Elder Lin, the Holy Son's heart of Taoism has been damaged, and he must have suffered an unjust injustice!"
"I hope Elder Lin will conduct a thorough investigation!"
"The Holy Son has absolutely no connection with any demonic creatures. Elder Lin, please investigate carefully."
"Everyone has witnessed the actions of the Holy Son within the Dao Sect. I do not believe that the Holy Son is colluding with the demons."
......
Voices of persuasion rang out one after another.
On the first seat.
Lin Xing, the master of the Prison Hall, had a slight flicker in his eyes and was secretly hesitating and speculating. The Son of God reacted so violently, obviously feeling that what had happened to him was unfair. It seemed that the matter needed to be investigated in more detail.
With this thought, Lin Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, and a terrifying aura with a hint of blood that chilled him to the bone enveloped the entire Prison Hall. This aura was even more terrifying than Lu Hen Ge's murderous intent.
As the master of the Prison Hall, he is in charge of countless criminal laws, and many disciples of the sect have been punished or even executed by him.
The Three Thousand Dao Sects are the leaders of the immortal path, but the most famous thing about them is the criminal law of the Prison Hall.
"Where is Qiu Liu?"
Lin Xing swept his spiritual sense around the hall, but Qiu Liu was nowhere to be found.
When he heard the name Qiu Liu, Lu Henge's murderous intent surged again. This junior sister whom he had loved for hundreds of years was just like Lu Sheng on the stage, a bitch.
Previous life.
Lu Hen Ge possesses three thousand great ways.
However, cultivating immortals is exhausting and laborious, so it is naturally impossible to be familiar with all three thousand great ways.
Even Lu Hen Ge, who possesses the potential of a great emperor, can only choose two from the three thousand great ways and continue to study and improve.
One is kendo.
The second is medicine.
Speaking of which, Lu Hen Ge was able to embark on the path of sword cultivation thanks to what happened today.
In his previous life, Lu Hen Ge was slandered for colluding with the demons. He tried his best to explain, but under the testimony of his junior sister Qiu Liu, he was severely punished and imprisoned in the Sword Prison for a hundred years. Countless sword auras tore at Lu Hen Ge's meridians every day.
The Sword Prison is located in an isolated place, and the spiritual energy from the outside world cannot enter it. Lu Hen Ge's body is pierced by the sword energy every day, and he cannot calm down to practice and heal his injuries.
A hundred years later.
Lu Hen Ge came out of the Sword Prison. The injuries he suffered a hundred years ago had not yet healed, and his cultivation had also regressed a lot.
There is no shortage of geniuses among the Three Thousand Dao Sects.
In just a hundred years, many of his fellow disciples have surpassed Lu Hen Ge, and his identity as the Holy Son of Dao Sect is no longer so stable and can be coveted by everyone.
But after a hundred years in the Sword Prison, Lu Hen Ge relied on his talent to comprehend the sword's meaning, used the sword's energy to temper his blood and bones, and replaced his fragile flesh and blood with sword bones and copper skin. He also comprehended the true meaning of the sword's heart without any guidance.
Since then.
Lu Hen Ge began to major in kendo.
Kendo main attack.
You can also fight against opponents of higher levels.
Those fellow disciples whose cultivation surpassed Lu Henge coveted the position of the Holy Son and issued a declaration of war to Lu Henge one after another. However, Lu Henge relied only on a rusty iron sword brought out from the Sword Prison to defeat all challengers and once again secure the position of the Holy Son.
What’s funny is that Lu Sheng actually asked him to give up swordsmanship and focus on medicine.
In Lu Sheng's eyes, Lu Henge was just a tool who provided elixirs to the sect anytime and anywhere.
Especially after that junior fellow apprentice became his disciple, Lu Hen Ge had almost no time for his own cultivation. He was refining various pills for that junior fellow apprentice every day. He was basically a mobile pill warehouse.
Looking at the entire Three Thousand Dao Sect, from the sect elders to the fellow disciples, who has not benefited from Lu Henge's elixir?
Qiu Liu even ate the pills as candy pills every day.
But people's hearts are as hard as iron.
No matter how devotedly Lu Henge gave, these fellow disciples eventually hated and abused him. Qiu Liu even stole his Qingxiao Sword on the eve of the battle in the Crucible of Heaven and Earth and gave it to his junior disciple.
The three thousand Dao Sects are all ungrateful people who can never be tamed.
Even dogs know to wag their tails after eating meat, but these beasts in human skin ate the pills made by Lu Henge with peace of mind, without even a word of gratitude.
Think of this.
The murderous intent in Lu Hen Ge's heart grew more and more violent.
He wanted to immediately massacre all the Three Thousand Dao Sect members.
But suddenly.
Lu Hen Ge realized one thing: he was reborn five hundred years ago, and his terrifying cultivation had also regressed five hundred years ago.
Now he is just a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.
More importantly...
His sword-like bones and bronze skin were gone, and his sword heart was also gone.
At this moment, he couldn't kill all the Dao Sect members. There were many elders whose cultivation was higher than his, and his "respected" master was a powerful master in the fusion stage, who could crush him to death with just one finger.
Forbearance temporarily?
Lu Hen Ge’s mind was turning.
Next second.
Violence is rampant!
Tolerate you?
Am I reborn to endure?
Even if he couldn't massacre the entire clan now, he would still kill some people first to collect some interest.
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