"It's the Divine Servant!!" A cultivator guessed the identity of this woman.
Under the gaze of everyone, Shensi took out a white round bead from his sleeve.
"I know how angry you all are. I took the breath left by the thief and made this bead. As long as each of you injects spiritual power into the bead, you will be able to tell who the thief is."
Lin was puzzled in his later years. He did not take the remaining manuscripts with him when he left. There was only one possibility: someone else had come.
"If it's a thief, what will happen to this bead?" Wei Churan asked.
The god looked up at the source of the sound: "If it was the thief, the bead would not change color."
As soon as these words came out, all the monks nodded: "This is fine, there is no problem, the innocent will be innocent."
The leader spoke to the deacon beside him.
The deacon opened the scroll in his hand and said, "Now, the cultivator whose name I mentioned must come up. Before the thief is caught, every cultivator on Canglan Mountain must come up to investigate. Wei Churan."
The deacon looked towards Wei Churan.
Upon hearing this, Wei Churan walked onto the stage. He stretched out his hand, and a ball of light suddenly appeared in his palm and hit the white bead. Then he put his hand away, and under the gaze of everyone, the white bead turned yellow.
Wei Churan clasped his fists towards them and then walked away.
"Zhao Qian." The deacon spoke.
Zhao Qian walked up and used the same moves as Wei Churan. Her spiritual power entered the white beads, and the beads turned ice blue.
"Chen Qi."
It would be fine if he called one or two people, but when he called the third person, the stupid monk suddenly realized, "Isn't this just checking the monks who are at the top of the standings?"
"It's a bit strange..."
"Yu Xie."
Yu Xi walked up and raised his hand to cover the bead.
The bead turned gray, and at the deacon's nod, he stepped off the stage.
Lin Wannian looked at the bead that had turned gray. The color looked familiar to him.
"Lin Wannian." The deacon called out Lin Wannian's name.
Lin Wannian walked up without any burden in his heart. He looked at the beads on the table, raised his hand to cover them, injected spiritual power into them, then put his hand away and looked at the beads.
The bead did not change color under his gaze.
He was stunned.
When the monks in the audience saw this, the previously quiet scene suddenly became lively.
"Did Fellow Daoist Lin take away the ancient fragments?"
"Oh my God! I can't even imagine it!"
“…”
While everyone was discussing, the God said, "No, I asked Fellow Daoist Lin to come to the Divination Pavilion before, so it's normal for the beads to have Fellow Daoist Lin's aura on them."
Her rescue made more monks curious. Why would this god who had not wanted to see people for decades call Lin Wannian to go to the Divination Pavilion?
Lin Wannian looked at Shen Si and said, "Can I go down now?"
The divine officer said, "Fellow Daoist Lin, please stand aside. Although I have excused you, the situation is unclear now. For the sake of your innocence, I have to let you down for now."
The corner of Lin Wannian's mouth twitched, but he didn't feel guilty. After all, it wasn't him who took it, so what could he do to him?
He looked at the chair where the priest was sitting: "Can I sit down?"
Shen Si opened his lips and said, "Okay."
So, in full view of everyone, Lin Wannian took out a chair from his storage bag, faced the monks below the stage, and sat down calmly.
When the monks in the audience saw this scene, they all fell speechless.
They had never seen such an arrogant monk.
I saw it today.
The deacon raised his eyelids and said, "Di Xueer."
There was no expression on Di Xueer's face. She injected spiritual power into it, and the white beads turned black.
…
The investigation is done one by one, taking turns.
Lin Wannian sat with his legs crossed, watching people coming up one by one. Their spiritual power caused the beads to change color, which made him very suspicious. He wondered which idiot had framed him.
At this moment, a monk walked up with a panicked and trembling face. Under their gaze, he raised his hand tremblingly, and when he reached for the bead, his fingers formed into claws and attacked the divine official beside him.
"It's a demon!!" Everyone reacted and shouted.
Before he could touch him, Shen Si flicked his sleeves and the demon cultivator felt suffocated.
Bang!
He fell to the ground, and the monks from the Sifang Society nearby hurried over and quickly subdued him.
The monk who took the action had dark circles under his eyes, and a demonic aura emanated from his body. He felt regretful for not being able to kill the man.
The monks noticed the man's sect attire: "Is this a monk from the Holy Lotus Sect?"
"It should be said that he is a monk pretending to be from the Holy Lotus Sect."
"The Holy Lotus Sect is too careless in recruiting disciples!!"
“…”
"How to deal with it?"
"Do you have the ancient fragment in your hand? Where is it now? Take it out quickly." asked the presiding judge.
The demon cultivator sneered: "We don't have any ancient fragments."
"Us? Does he have any accomplices?"
Shen Si said: "No, then what are you afraid of?"
The demon cultivator looked straight at the divine officer and smiled in a low voice: "How can I not be afraid when my identity as a demon cultivator is revealed?"
"Continue the trial." Shensi said upon seeing this.
The deacon had no choice but to call the next person up.
At this moment, something strange happened below.
"ah--"
There was a demon cultivator among the cultivators who couldn't pretend anymore. He kicked the cultivator in front of him away, reached out and grabbed one of the female cultivators, and put a dagger on the cultivator's neck: "Let us out, otherwise, this cultivator must die!"
The monks around him quickly dodged, took out their weapons and aimed at the evil cultivator.
Lin Wannian looked at the kidnapped cultivator, Shen Linglong from the Hehuan Sect.
The scene became serious for a while.
It was obvious that this evil cultivator wanted to take the ancient fragments away.
"Trouble!" Di Xueer chuckled. When everyone was in a stalemate, she raised the red whip in her hand and broke the demon cultivator's neck from behind.
The demon cultivator opened his eyes wide, he didn't expect that he would die so soon.
Di Xueer put away the red whip, wiped the blood off it with a towel, and glanced at the group of people who were stunned: "Search me."
"This Fengqing Sect's Di Xue'er's hand speed is too fast."
"I didn't expect there would be a demon cultivator mixed in with our crowd."
The leader looked at the demon cultivator who was caught on the stage and asked, "Who else?"
The demon cultivator looked at Lin Wannian on the stage and gave him a sinister smile. As Lin Wannian's eyelids twitched wildly, the demon cultivator spoke: "Young Master, I am also thinking about my own life."
Breaking news came again.
"Young Master?? His name is Young Master Lin Wannian?"
"Does the Demon Lord have a young master?"
"I don't know, maybe there is."
"Isn't this a false accusation? How can someone reveal the identity of his master on the spot?"
“…”
The monks below the stage were talking about it.
Wei Churan, Zhao Qian and others looked at the silver-haired boy on the stage with curiosity.
Young master?
Lin Wannian was so angry that he almost vomited blood. This demon cultivator had such a good vision!
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