Chapter 676: Infant Bones Appear in Clusters
However, this time Yun Qingqing didn't even move.
Just as the shadow was about to solidify—
"Lock!"
The twelve Seven Stars Hall disciples shouted in unison, and the magic weapons in their hands emitted dazzling golden light.
The golden light intertwined into a net like a spirit snake, accurately entangled the Yin Dharma image that was taking shape. The golden light and the black air collided violently, making a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound.
"Ah——!" Jiang Ping roared in pain.
The Yin Dharma Image, which had just revealed a corner, was forcibly pressed back by the golden net, like a monster that was about to break out of its cocoon but was forced back into the cocoon.
Elder Tianshu's hair and beard stood up, and he shouted sternly: "Suppress!"
The golden net suddenly tightened, Jiang Ping's whole body trembled violently, and black blood oozed out of his seven orifices.
The dark shadow behind him twisted and struggled unwillingly, but was ultimately no match for the power of the formation, and eventually shrank back into his body like the receding tide. Jiang Ping staggered and collapsed to the ground.
Feng Yin took a breath of cold air.
He could see clearly that the positions of the twelve Seven Stars Hall disciples coincided with the number of Tiangang, and the magic weapon in each person's hand just suppressed a key node of the Yin Dharma Phase.
This kind of exquisite coordination has obviously been honed through thousands of trials and tribulations.
Such targeted suppression of the Yin Dharma Phase made him suspicious...
An unwilling roar interrupted Feng Yin's thoughts.
"This is impossible! How could the Seven Stars Palace have a formation that can suppress the Yin Dharma Phase! This is not the Seven Stars Palace's method!" Jiang Ping was shocked and angry.
Yun Qingqing walked forward slowly and looked down at him:
"Do you think I asked the Seven Stars Hall disciples to set up the formation just to seal off the hall?"
"It takes three breaths for the Yin Dharma to condense." Yun Qingqing said in a cold voice, "Do you think I will give you this opportunity?"
Jiang Ping looked as pale as death, and fear finally appeared in his eyes.
The Yin Dharma Form that he had cultivated with great effort did not even have the chance to fully manifest itself before it was completely suppressed!
He laughed hoarsely:
“No wonder… my uncle from Changliu Mountain… actually fell into your hands. If he had the chance to release his Yin Dharma Image, how could he have been…”
"Wrong!" Feng Yin interrupted him when he heard him mention this. "The Yin Dharma form of the ghost cultivator in Changliu Mountain was fully unleashed!"
Jiang Ping was stunned.
Feng Yin, as a close witness of the previous Yin Faxiang incident, said with pride:
"It's just that Senior Yun's sword cut that Yin Dharma Image into pieces!"
Jiang Ping's pupils shrank sharply, and he subconsciously retorted:
"Impossible... My uncle's Yin method is better than mine... How could it be..."
Feng Yin chuckled and pointed to the ground:
"The Bureau of Integrity is still open. Whether what I said is true or not, God is my witness!"
Jiang Ping's face changed again and again, and finally he recognized the reality. He sat down on the ground in a daze, distraught.
"One sword... In this world... Is there really someone who can do such a thing..."
Not to mention Jiang Ping, everyone present who knew what the Yin Dharmakāya was was shocked.
Even Elder Tianshu, who was extremely confident in his own master, was shocked and secretly astonished, not to mention others.
Yun Qingqing was calm and looked at the Tianyi Sect disciples present again, motioning to her left:
"You who betrayed the sect are standing here. Don't wait for the thunder to strike you."
After the words fell, the disciples were stunned for a moment, and then they all retreated, leaving a large space on Yun Qingqing's left.
No one stood up.
After two or three breaths, thick clouds suddenly gathered in the clear sky outside, and there were faint rumbles of thunder.
All the disciples who had ulterior motives were enveloped by a mysterious and dangerous feeling at the same time, and their scalps felt tingling.
The thunder is getting closer.
Finally, one of the disciples couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the center of the empty field with his legs limp, begging for mercy tremblingly:
"I confess! I was bribed by Senior Brother Jiang Ping with cultivation resources... Grandmaster, please spare my life!"
Once someone started, the rest were already on the verge of collapse, and now they all slid down to their knees and begged for mercy.
"I, I was threatened... If I didn't give in, he would expose me... for stealing my junior brother's underwear..."
"Master, please forgive me... I really have no choice! My younger brother is seriously ill and needs..."
The sound of thunder suddenly approached.
"No, no, I don't have a younger brother! I lost money in gambling and owed too much money to pay it back. I only promised Jiang Ping not to chop me for the five hundred taels of silver. Woo woo..."
Feng Yin sneered:
"You only have three breaths of time to deal with these three thunders, or else you'll be killed on the spot. You'd better be obedient and don't even think about escaping the test of the Conscience Bureau!"
Before he finished speaking, several more people rushed out.
"Yes, yes... I, I will confess as well..."
"And I..."
When the eighth disciple burst into tears and admitted that he had betrayed his master, the thunder faded away and the thick clouds gradually dissipated.
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the eight traitors in the middle with complicated eyes.
Lin Xiuzhu's face turned pale and green, he didn't expect so many people to be bribed by the ghost cultivators. If the Grandmaster hadn't come to take charge of the situation today, who knows how big a mess it would have caused...
Thinking of this, his expression became stern and he looked at Yun Qingqing:
“Grandmaster…”
Yun Qingqing raised her hand to silence him, then looked at the eight people on the ground and asked coldly:
"What does Jiang Ping want you to do by bribing you?"
The eight disciples knelt on the ground and trembled, and spoke one after another under the intimidation of the Inquiry Bureau.
"Senior Brother Jiang asked me to go to the ancient well in the back mountain at midnight..." a female disciple said in a trembling voice, "bury this three inches from the edge of the well..."
She took out a box from her bosom and opened it. Inside was a jade paperweight with strange bloodshot on the jade surface. She also took out a blood-colored talisman paper.
"Also, stick this talisman on it."
The tall and thin disciple next to him turned pale, and took out a box from which a bone-carved brush exuded a chilling aura:
"He asked me to bury this pen... in the northeast corner of the library... tonight at midnight... there is also a talisman..."
The older disciple, shaking his hands, also took out a box of the same style, which contained an ancient bell:
"He gave me this bronze bell and asked me to hang it on the seventh eaves of the main hall at midnight."
He also had bloody talisman paper in his hand.
Another disciple took out a black stone chess piece from the box:
"I want to bury it in the center of the martial arts training ground at midnight tonight..."
"And I... this sandalwood comb is to be placed in the secret compartment of the altar in the ancestral hall..."
"This silver knife... must be inserted under the roots of the old medicinal tree in the garden..."
"Mine is a red rope and copper wire, which should be tied to the lintel of the main door of the disciple's residence..."
"He asked me to put this jade ball into the mouth of the stone beast at the mountain gate..."
The eight people each took out a different object, but the only thing they had in common was a talisman.
Every time an item was taken out of the special box, it exuded an uncomfortable cold smell.
When Yun Qingqing saw the first object, her face suddenly darkened.
Infant bone evil device.
Eight pieces in total!
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