There were creaking sounds on the stage, and the background buildings slowly collapsed, transitioning to the next scene.

The audience was silent, already immersed in it.

Only some of the musicians, while playing loudly, could not help looking at Ning Zhuo who was on the highest level of the stage. They were surprised that this young monk was indeed quite skilled, and his manipulation skills were so sophisticated that they were almost the same as those of Li Leifeng when he was alive.

Ning Zhuo's eyes were shining and his whole body was covered with sweat.

Taking advantage of the gap between the stage changes, he contacted the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit through the thread of life: "Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit!"

"I am outside the Immortal Palace. It is already the limit for me to influence Ning Xiaohui by hanging a life on the line."

"From now on, I can only rely on you!"

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit shouted urgently: "No, Young Master Ning Zhuo."

"I am limited by my authority and cannot..."

Before he could finish, Ning Zhuo interrupted him: "Sorry, the next scene is about to begin, and I can't protect myself now."

"On the Asgard side, you can only win!"

Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit: ...

The stage was built to resemble the residence of a powerful official, and the lighting was dim.

The sound of the Beijing fiddle is continuous and low.

The powerful official puppet lay on the bed, listening quietly to the report from the black-clad messenger puppet.

The black-robed messenger sang, "Sir, I have persuaded this commoner to frame Fang Qing."

"It would be a great shame and humiliation if he falsely accuses me in court tomorrow. Fang Qing is a man of integrity and will definitely not tolerate him."

"Kill the common people, and he will fall into the trap."

The powerful official puppet is dressed in an official robe, sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, his head slightly turned, looking vivid and lifelike.

He sang proudly, "Good kill, wonderful kill. Tomorrow's situation is already determined. Fang Qing fell into the trap and it is hard to tell. His good reputation as a righteous man was shattered in one day. I wonder how he can gain a foothold in the court again! Hahahaha."

The powerful official laughed.

The lights gradually dimmed and the music of the jinghu became louder.

There was another clacking sound on the stage and as the scenes changed, Ning Zhuo took a deep breath and his eyes flickered.

The third act ends and the fourth act begins.

The stage turned back to the trial hall, which was brightly lit. The jinghu played rapidly, and gongs and drums sounded in unison.

Fang Qing puppet sat upright on the official seat, slammed the gavel, and sang: "Today is the retrial, the court is clear. Who is the real murderer? Explain in detail."

The criminal puppet knelt in the hall and looked up several times, and there was a soft drum sound.

Finally, he summoned up his courage, shouted excitedly, and then sang: "Fang Qing, you are a fake honest official, you are greedy and bring disaster to the people."

"The so-called real murderer is you. Killing me to silence me is a heinous crime!"

Clang clang clang! The sound of the gongs moved the audience's heartstrings.

The Fang Qing puppet stood up in shock.

The jinghu played rapidly, Fang Qing suppressed his anger and sang: "How dare you, a shameless person, frame me! How audacious, you can arbitrarily accuse me!"

He took a long breath and said, "If I exercise this power today, it would be easy to kill you, but I don't want to."

"Legal justice requires trial, and I should be tried first!"

Immediately, Fang Qing sat down slowly, played two roles, and finally found himself a suspect and was temporarily imprisoned.

"Your Excellency!" Faced with such a trial result, the detectives in the hall exclaimed.

"My lord!" the puppets outside the hall exclaimed.

Fang Qing tied his hands, held his head high and led the detectives to retreat.

The light dimmed, leaving the criminal puppet alone, enveloped in a beam of light.

"My lord..." the criminal puppet moaned in a sobbing voice, with tears streaming down his face.

Ning Xiaohui was on the verge of breaking down in tears!

She ran frantically in the chaotic battlefield, trying her best to use all means to save her life!

“Save me!”

"Someone can come and save me!!"

She kept calling for help and screaming.

Several times, she was on the verge of life and death. Her natural icy and delicate hands still performed well at this moment, and it was thanks to them that Ning Xiaohui was able to save her life.

The Jindan monks' attention was no longer on her.

Because a huge number of red-flame monsters are about to overwhelm the Shiji Pavilion!

The three Jindan cultivators and Zhu Zhen had all received Zhu Xuanji's solemn instructions in advance - the Shiji Pavilion was extremely important and must not be lost!

Compared to the Shiji Pavilion, Ning Xiaohui was no longer that important. Especially, Ning Xiaohui had answered Yue Gou's clone and told him that she had not had time to read the information in the Shiji Pavilion.

Boom boom boom! The golden elixir-level spells continued to bombard, killing the red flame monsters, causing their skin and flesh to be torn apart, and they fell to the ground one after another.

But there were too many red flame monsters, and they kept coming in an endless stream, like a tide.

"Damn it, I have to protect the Shiji Pavilion, but my hands are tied! I can't use my full strength at all!"

"We must plug the holes in the spherical light shield as soon as possible, otherwise the red flame monster will never stop."

"Damn it, the hole in the light shield seems to be getting bigger!"

The Jindans communicate with each other.

Thanks to their efforts to protect the Shiji Pavilion, Yang Chanyu managed to survive.

She huddled aside and focused all her efforts on herself, trying to remove the marks that others had placed on her.

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit could not attack Ning Xiaohui directly, so it could only use all its strength to command the mechanical creations and try to drive the red flame monster away from Ning Xiaohui.

But the red flame monster is unruly and often chooses to fight to the death with the puppet army, making it difficult to drive it away.

Ning Xiaohui exerted 120% of her strength at the critical moment of life and death.

She followed the weak spot and dove in.

Turning a corner, her vision suddenly broadened and she came to the gourd stove forest.

This was not the first time Ning Xiaohui had come here. She had received many equipment refining tasks before, and basically completed them all here.

The familiar scene gave Ning Xiaohui a sense of security.

A red-flame monster in the foundation-building stage discovered her and pounced on her.

Ning Xiaohui ran away quickly.

She subconsciously rushed into the furnace forest, and seeing that the red flame monster was about to catch up with her, she picked a silver furnace in a hurry, opened the furnace door directly, and got in! Bang bang bang...

The red flame monster was outside the furnace, attacking it frantically.

Ning Xiaohui pressed against the furnace door tightly, and with her icy hands, she condensed ice to block the gap in the door and reinforce it at the same time.

Ning Xiaohui was worried for a while, until the red flame monster gave up and left, she finally relaxed.

“Wuwuwu…”

She sat down. The joy and fear after surviving by chance overwhelmed her body and mind, and she couldn't help but cover her face and cry.

The criminal puppet was crying too.

On the stage, the fifth act has begun.

Fang Qing's choice and actions completely transformed the criminal puppet.

Both were held in cells separated by an aisle.

The criminal cried and clarified all the truth to Fang Qing, gave out the treacherous officials, and expressed his willingness to plead guilty and be punished.

Fang Qing sighed and sang: "A prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold. Know yourself and your heart will be pure and not confused."

"You have confessed your sins and sincerely repented. This world will certainly accept you."

“Don’t lose your true self anymore, regroup and get on the right track. Your life will be completely renewed!”

Ning Zhuo was moved when he heard this. He understood what Zhu Xuanji meant.

Zhu Xuanji advised him to surrender and get on the right track.

"Can I really take this path?" Ning Zhuo asked himself.

His eyes kept flickering and his face showed hesitation.

The puppet show continues.

The puppets of the people gathered together, waving flags and shouting, pleading for Fang Qing.

The puppet playing the role of the god was also moved and took the initiative to come down to earth to meet the king.

The incident caused a big stir and the whole country knew about it, so the king decided to try the case personally.

When the powerful official learned about this, he immediately sent a messenger in black to kill the criminal in the cell, leaving no evidence to prove the crime!

The powerful officials actively fabricated charges and tried their best to frame Fang Qing.

Act 6 begins.

In the Golden Palace, Fang Qing and the powerful minister confronted each other.

The powerful official was well prepared and Fang Qing was at an absolute disadvantage.

The king was well prepared. He clapped his hands and summoned the Pure True Fire.

This is one of the seven flames, which can burn away hypocrisy and distinguish between truth and falsehood to a certain extent.

The king sang, "Since you two cannot agree on your dispute, please enter the fire to discuss it."

“It’s clear who’s real and who’s fake.”

The powerful official hesitated and sang: "The evidence in the fire is extremely dangerous. Word of mouth may not be accurate..."

But Fang Qing jumped out and threw himself into the fire.

At this point, the opera reaches its climax!

The jinghu played rapidly, the gongs and drums thundered, and the audience subconsciously held their breath.

On the stage, a white flame with a slightly clear glow enveloped the Fang Qing puppet and burned fiercely.

Such a special flame makes Fang Qing extremely conspicuous and eye-catching.

At this moment, he is the only protagonist on the stage.

Fang Qing sang loudly in the fire! "If you want to wash away this injustice, you must use the blazing flames to destroy it."

"My heart is clear and I have no shame to the heavens and the earth. Why should I fear life or death, or even the burning of fire?"

"This is——"

"This heart is as clear as the sun and the moon,"

"I'd rather pay a price for my innocence."

"Life and death are but a matter of days and nights,"

"The original intention remains unchanged and will last forever!"

There was a blazing fire on the stage.

The bluish-white firelight illuminated Ning Zhuo's face, and for a moment, he was actually a little dazed.

Lava Fairy Palace, in the main hall.

The huge body of the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit was pressing against the door and the roof, and the fire it emitted illuminated every corner of the main hall.

It was roaring, it was shouting, it was yelling to Ning Zhuo: "Young Master! Young Master!!"

The flames from the red-flame monster reflected on the bodies of the Jindan cultivators.

The melee continues.

The Jindans formed a tight defensive line and the battle became a stalemate.

Zhu Xuanji stood in front of the window, looking down at Ning Zhuo on the stage.

"Ning Zhuo, don't let me down!" The golden light in his eyes represented his expectations.

Ning Zhuo's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help thinking - perhaps he could also wash away his sins in this pure fire!

He doesn't need to hide or disguise himself, and he doesn't need to bear such heavy pressure. He can hold his head high and walk in the light. He will walk easily.

He sat on the podium, looking at the audience below, and everything was clear to him.

"Is this the perspective of old Master Li Leifeng back then? No wonder he was able to discover my childhood."

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“Now I am in this position.”

"Perhaps, I can sit here forever, in this bright and beautiful place..."

"Um?"

Ning Zhuo's expression changed slightly, and in a trance, he saw his former self.

It was as if more than ten years had passed and the present Ning Zhuo saw the Ning Zhuo of the past.

That young body, hiding in a dark corner, staring at the guests' cakes and drooling. Whenever someone's eyes glanced over, he subconsciously shrugged and shrank his head. It was like, it was like...

A thief.

Ning Zhuo narrowed his eyes and looked carefully again.

Suddenly, the face of the child was not his, but Sun Lingtong's! A scene from his memory came to his mind.

Ning Zhuo sneaked into the cell and rescued Sun Lingtong.

"Boss, you failed again this time." Ning Zhuo said with a helpless smile.

Sun Lingtong laughed and said, "Oh, I was caught. Thank you, brother!"

Ning Zhuo shook his head: "If you ask me, why do we always have to steal? It's not like we don't have money now."

Sun Lingtong used his palm as a pillow and swaggered through the prison door. As he walked out, he said, "I am a thief. If I don't steal things, what else should I do?"

Ning Zhuo continued to shake his head, not understanding: "Even if it was stolen, there is no need to seal your own cultivation, right?"

Sun Lingtong asked: "Don't you find this exciting?"

"I'm already in the foundation-building stage. With my true strength, it won't be difficult for me to steal from anyone except those at the Jindan level."

"So, you have to seal your own cultivation."

"These peaceful days are really hard to endure. There must be some challenges to make me less bored!"

Having said this, Sun Lingtong stopped, looked at Ning Zhuo, and said seriously: "You can understand it, you are the same as me."

Ning Zhuo raised his eyebrows and shouted, "How is it possible?! This deliberate risky action is simply too stupid."

"Ah, you actually called me stupid, Boss?!"

Ning Zhuo waved his hands quickly: "I accidentally told you the truth. Ah, no, boss, boss, please listen to my explanation!"

Sun Lingtong jumped up and yelled, "Take my slap, you little bastard!"

Another scene in my memory came to mind.

Under the moonlight, two young men washed their hands by the small river in the fairy city.

That was the first time Ning Zhuo took someone’s life.

The blood flowed quickly down the stream and was quickly diluted. By the time it crossed the stone bridge forty steps away, it was almost invisible.

Sun Lingtong said to him: "Every time I go out to steal, I tell myself before I act that this time I may not be able to come back, and I may lose my life."

"If this is the outcome of my life gamble, I accept it."

"I am always ready to accept my own death, even in the next second."

“This is my enlightenment!”

"What about your awareness?"

The leaves on both sides of the river swayed slightly in the night breeze.

The silvery moonlight sprinkled on the river, creating ripples, like countless tiny diamonds dancing on the water.

The ripples of the river water reflected in Ning Zhuo's eyes.

When he came to his senses, he was still sitting high on the stage, with countless monks and celebrities sitting below the stage, and the Fang Qing puppet on the stage was still bathed in pure flames.

Silent tears flowed down Ning Zhuo's cheeks.

"Oh?" Zhu Xuanji noticed this scene keenly and immediately showed a look of relief.

"Ning Zhuo! Ning Zhuo!!" the dragon turtle fire spirit roared in Ning Zhuo's ear.

Very strange.

He had completely blocked out the sound just now.

But in fact, he heard all the roars of the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit.

The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit told Ning Zhuo everything that was happening in the Lava Fairy Palace.

"Boss Sun." Ning Zhuo contacted Sun Lingtong through a life-threatening thread.

Sun Lingtong was pleasantly surprised: "Brother, you finally made a move!"

"The current situation on the battlefield is like this..."

Ning Zhuo interrupted him: "I know."

Sun Lingtong: "Are you going to do it?"

Ning Zhuo: "Thank you, Boss."

Sun Lingtong: “What?”

Ning Zhuo smiled silently: "I mean, do it."

Sun Lingtong's eyes suddenly lit up: "Okay!"

Inside the stove, Ning Xiaohui gradually calmed down.

"I didn't die, I survived!"

“Hahaha, hahaha!”

"The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit has its limitations after all. It can only use external forces and cannot kill me directly."

"After this, I will take the initiative to go to the Golden Core Ancestor for help. I will report the Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit and Ning Zhuo!"

"I want...what is this?!"

Peng.

With a slight sound, flames suddenly burned in the furnace.

Ning Xiaohui's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip! She quickly dodged and rushed to the furnace door.

She pushed with all her might.

The furnace door did not budge.

The sound of Buddhist scriptures chanting could be heard faintly.

"Who, who is outside?!"

The temperature rose rapidly and the furnace turned red.

"Let me go, let me go, please, spare my life."

"I'll give you whatever you want!"

"I can't die. I've already discovered the truth."

"I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!!"

Ning Xiaohui cried for mercy and struggled desperately.

She used all her strength to mobilize her natural icy hands to create huge blocks of ice in the furnace, trying to survive.

At the Shiji Pavilion, it has reached a critical moment.

The mechanical creations tried their best to drive them away, and a large number of red-flame monsters formed a frenzy and submerged the magic formations of the Jindan monks.

The magic circle covered the Shiji Pavilion! "Young Master Ning Zhuo, it's time!" The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit roared.

Ning Zhuo had a cold look in his eyes as he performed the duties of the chief of the artillery tower.

The Five Elements Artillery Tower rose again, and after the artillery had built up momentum, it fired out with a bang, hitting the hill where the monsters were piled up.

Boom! Countless monsters died tragically, turning into ashes in the explosion of the shells condensed by the five elements of magic power.

The magic circle was broken.

"We can't defend anymore!"

“I can’t hold on anymore!!”

"Retreat quickly."

The Jindan monks had no choice but to retreat in order to protect themselves.

Boom boom boom! Continuous artillery fire covered the magic circle and the Shiji Pavilion.

The red-flame monsters were almost all killed or injured, and the former site of the History Pavilion has become a ruin.

What historical records? Nothing left!

"I succeeded!!" The Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit raised his head and roared, extremely excited.

The next moment, a guillotine made of flames fell from the sky, slid along its neck, and chopped off its head!

Gourd stove forest.

Under the terrifyingly high temperature, the ice created by the icy jade hands only lasted for a dozen breaths.

Ning Xiaohui's body turned into ashes in the flames, leaving behind a little bit of spirituality, dancing like a firefly.

There is no more genius in the Ning family’s main line, and no more icy jade hands.

The whole furnace returned to calm.

The flame is like a quiet dancer, slowly stretching out its gentle body.

The red and orange flames filled the furnace, exuding a warm and peaceful color.

On the stage, Ning Zhuo's expression also became calm.

The pure flame reflected in his eyes, burning away his hesitation, his luck, his timidity, and his humility.

The play "Fang Qing's Injustice" has come to an end.

Fang Qing stepped out of the flames and came before the powerful minister with the pure true fire.

The powerful official retreated repeatedly but was still engulfed by the flames and burned to ashes in an instant.

"I also long to be illuminated by the light of fire."

"If one day, I am careless and bring disaster upon myself, I will end up playing with fire and getting burned..."

"Then I wish I had lit this fire myself!"

(End of this chapter)