Chapter 47: The Charming and Destitute Young Master in the Immortal Cultivation Novels 24
Not seeing the person they wanted to see, the monks surrounding the platform for questioning could not help but become restless.
Immortal Master Rongyin was dressed in white robes as white as snow, standing on a high platform, looking down at the group of cultivators below the platform, his eyes indifferent.
The four disciples were still standing in a row behind him. Cen Hao slightly widened his eyes and carefully searched for the monks around the Questioning Platform, as if he was looking for someone.
Yun Yao's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and her whole mind seemed to be empty. She stood quietly behind her master, as if she had really let go of all the emotions in her heart.
When the pale blue figure came into view, the coldness in Rong Yin's eyes faded away, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
But when he saw the pale blue girl leaning on the blue-robed monk's arms, even though he had expected it in his heart, he couldn't help but dim his eyes.
Yan Ning hugged the girl and opened the barrier without leaving any trace, isolating the noisy voices of the monks outside the barrier.
Nan Qiao stared at Yin Tian, who was detained at the entrance of Wenxiantai, with messy hair and a crazy aura, with complicated eyes. Her heart was in a mess for a moment.
"Qiao Qiao, do you want to kill him with your own hands?" Yan Ning's gentle question rang in his ears.
"Yin Tian has committed heinous crimes. If he really opens the Questioning Immortal Platform, he will surely be struck to pieces by the thunder from heaven..." He paused in vain, but Nan Qiao understood the unfinished words in his words.
If the Questioning Immortal Platform was really opened, then she would never have the chance to kill him with her own hands. After all, once the Questioning Immortal Platform was opened, it would never be interrupted in the middle.
Nan Qiao was a little dazed, his eyes drooped slightly, and his stretched palms tightened slightly again.
Is she really going to kill him with her own hands?
As a child, she naturally hoped to avenge her father with her own hands.
But she also knew that one of the reasons why the Sword Sect opened the interrogation platform was because they were unable to convict Yin Tian.
The demon seed had been cast into his father's body, and the demon seed in Yin Tian's body was also completely destroyed by him. Even if there were accusations from the demons, he still shouted that it was the demons' slander and frame-up.
Now, the only way to thoroughly prove his guilt is for the culprit to be reduced to ashes under the torture of Wenxiantai's skills.
But this is contrary to her determination to kill her father's murderer with her own hands...
The girl in his arms was lost in thought, her bright eyes unconsciously showing confusion, her brows slightly furrowed.
The man hugging her held her tightly, suppressing the urge to smooth her brows. There was heartache in Yan Ning's clear eyes, but he had to let the girl think it through herself.
He admired her so much that he couldn't help but consider every aspect for her. For a cultivator, cultivation is not just about magic and skills, but also about training his mind and consolidating his heart.
Only when Qiao Qiao thinks clearly can she truly understand her own heart. If she doesn't think clearly, even if Yin Tian is executed, she will still feel regret in her heart.
Improving one's cultivation was easy, but stabilizing one's Dao heart was not so easy. He was worried that all the hatred and regrets he felt today would turn into demons that would shake her Dao heart in the future...
The Wenxiantai had not been opened for a long time, and the restlessness of the monks surrounding it became more and more obvious, and the noise was one after another.
Yan Ning, who was hugging the girl, Rong Yin, who was standing on the high platform, and Lou Mujun, who was hiding in the dark, all focused their attention on the pale blue girl, waiting for her answer.
"Or, let's ask Sendai."
After a long while, the girl in green spoke slowly.
She closed her eyes slightly and clenched her palms, as if she had made up her mind completely.
She wants to make the sinner who caused her father's death die with his soul shattered!
She wanted to make this sinner who harmed his brothers be nailed to the pillar of shame forever in front of everyone in the cultivation world!
"Okay, then it's as Qiao Qiao wishes." Knowing that the girl was upset, Yan Ning lowered his eyes and whispered affectionately in the girl's ear.
Rong Yin above twitched the corners of his lips, and glanced coldly at the embarrassed figure kneeling in the center of Wenxiantai who was still shouting.
With a slight pinch of his fingers, a barrier suddenly rose up around the platform, enclosing the entire platform.
The sudden change made the faces of the monks present stern, and then they became even more noisy and agitated, because they knew that the punishment of self-examination was about to begin.
The fluctuations of spiritual energy continued to fill the vicinity of the Heart-Searching Platform, constantly hammering at Yin Tian's mind. He was already over a thousand years old and had seen the Sword Sect's Heart-Searching Punishment before.
At the very least, the Dao heart will be shattered and all cultivation will be lost;
In serious cases, you will be struck by five thunders on the head and pierced by ten thousand thunders in the heart!
The tragic scenes of the tortured people in his memory surfaced in his mind, and Yin Tian finally began to feel fear. He crawled from the center of the platform towards the border, slapping the barrier vigorously and shouting hoarsely and shrilly:
"Let me out... I don't want to have a guilty conscience, I don't want to..."
Although terrified, he still retained some rationality.
"You have no evidence. Why are you detaining me on the interrogation platform? Why are you using the interrogation torture on even this Pavilion Master...?"
"Just based on that demon cultivator's words, you're convicting me? I'm completely innocent!!!"
Rong Yin didn't care about Yin Tian's dying struggle below.
"The punishment of conscience will never wrongly sentence anyone with a clear conscience."
Yin Tian's eyes were red. He turned around quickly and looked at Rong Yin who was sitting above him.
"How dare you, you brat...!"
"The Sword Sect is indiscriminate and enforces the law arbitrarily. Is this what the Sword Sect calls justice?!!!"
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Seeing that thunderclouds began to roll and gather above the platform of inquiry, with lightning and thunder, Yin Tian began to look around frantically until he saw the familiar pale green figure, and pounced on it as if grabbing the last straw.
"Qiao'er! Qiao'er!..."
"Qiao'er, please save your uncle, please save your uncle..."
"Uncle was wrongly accused. How could he harm your father?..."
Yin Tian's action instantly caused an uproar among the cultivators. The cultivators who thought that Young Pavilion Master Yin did not appear on the Questioning Platform instantly perked up and looked eagerly at the masked female cultivator in green clothes who was held in the arms of a male cultivator.
Even the cultivator at the head of the platform couldn't help but look down. At this moment, almost all eyes were focused on the female cultivator in light blue clothes whose face could not be seen clearly.
Yan Ning frowned, hugged the girl tightly in his arms and was about to leave, but the girl's action made him give up the plan.
Nan Qiao looked at her uncle who was in a miserable state in the barrier, and pulled off the veil on her face in vain, revealing her dazzling face.
The entire Wenxiantai was in utter silence.
All the monks at this moment were staring at the girl with ethereal appearance and jade-like bones in front of them with dull eyes.
The girl didn't notice the tense atmosphere. She just stared at Yin Tian, who was begging in a panic, and asked slowly:
"Did Uncle really not harm my father?"
"No, no, how could uncle harm your father? He is uncle's younger brother..."
"Qiao'er, you know your uncle. Your uncle loves you the most..." The girl's reaction seemed to give Yin Tian a glimmer of hope, and he said anxiously.
Nan Qiao had no expression on her face:
"Since you didn't harm my father, what does it matter if you accepted the punishment of conscience?"
"Hasn't Uncle always been striving to improve his cultivation? If he truly has a clear conscience, then when the time comes, the Questioning Heart Sutra will cleanse his body, cleanse his meridians and marrow, and give him the opportunity for sudden enlightenment, which will also be beneficial to his pursuit of the Great Dao."
After saying all this, Nan Qiao put on her veil again, turned her head and leaned in the arms of the man behind her, no longer looking at him.
Seeing that Yin Tian wanted to continue shouting with a crazy look on his face, Rong Yin directly issued a silencing spell.
The thunderclouds above the Wenxin Platform were getting thicker and thicker. Suddenly, a bright white bolt of lightning fell from the clouds and struck Yin Tian directly. Yin Tian's body stiffened, and he let out a shrill scream. His whole body was lifted up to the air above the Wenxian Platform.
Then several thunderbolts fell at the same time, like thousands of arrows returning, all falling on Yin Tian. For a moment, the white light on the platform of inquiry became brighter. The many cultivators who had finally come to their senses were blinded by the sudden white light and avoided their eyes one after another.
The thunder from heaven descends, enough to prove that those who question their consciences have a guilty conscience...
Thunder, lightning, screams, and the bloody body that was struck by lightning in mid-air without the protection of spiritual power, made people shudder.
Yan Ning frowned slightly and subconsciously wanted to cover the girl's eyes, but unexpectedly, the hand he stretched out was immediately stopped.
"Qiao Qiao..." He looked at the girl in his arms.
"No need to hide, I'm fine... Since I can't kill him myself, even if I can only watch him fall..."
The girl, who had never witnessed such a horrific scene, looked a little pale beneath her veil, but she still raised her head slightly and looked coldly at the bloody body that had been struck by lightning...
The thunder continued for over half an hour. The body floating in the air was almost charred black. After the last thunderclap, the charred body suddenly and slowly disintegrated, turning into ashes and falling to the center of the Heart-Searching Platform...
After the torture was over, seeing Nan Qiao still looking at the ashes on the stage in a daze, with sweat on his forehead, Yan Ning's face darkened slightly and he hugged her in his arms.
"It's over, Qiao Qiao, don't be afraid..." He whispered softly, patting Nan Qiao's back.
"Well... let's leave..." Nan Qiao turned her head and buried her face in his arms.
"Okay, let's leave."
Yan Ning responded softly, glanced at the inquiry platform, and then picked up the girl horizontally.
There were too many monks surrounding the Platform of Inquiry. They were staring intently at the girl held in the male monk's arms. When they saw him walking out with the girl in his arms, they all made way for him without any prior agreement.
A handsome and gentle man held a woman whose face could not be seen in his arms. His expression was calm, and only when his eyes touched the woman in his arms did tenderness appear in his eyes. The warmth and affection between the two of them revealed an atmosphere that no one else could intrude upon...
Rong Yin looked at the background of the two people not far away, and thought of the girl's subtle rejection of him, and a bit of darkness filled his deep eyes.
A certain demon lord hiding in the dark gnashed his teeth and stared at the cultivator holding his own demon queen. The anger in his eyes seemed to turn into fire.
The author has something to say:
I made up this question of conscience, and there is a bug. If you do something harmful to the world, you will be punished, but it cannot tell what harmful thing you did, whether it was in the past or recently. I didn't notice this bug when I wrote it.
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