"..." Those who knew how to calculate had already stepped forward to start calculating.

An hour is eight quarters of an hour, which is actually a very long time. The shadow will move a little, but the stone wall is also relatively wide and not far from where Wei Linguan is standing. Considering the angle...

After thinking for a while, everyone had to admit that Li Yuebai was right.

The place where Wei Linguan was standing was indeed in shadow.

At the same time, everyone was secretly astonished, wondering how Master Mu could work out the result so quickly. Such a speed was worthy of being called a divine calculation... Master Mu was indeed worthy of being a master of formations, even his calculations were beyond ordinary people.

Sorry, I cheated and used the system program to calculate. Li Yuebai answered silently in his heart, but he had to pretend to be calm on the surface.

This one thing alone is enough to prove that Wei Qianqian was lying.

After all, Wei Qianqian is not a classic villain. She will not fight to the death, nor is she too lazy to recite a long list of her mental journey. She just bit her lip, turned around and left the crowded crowd.

Her figure was hidden in the rocks and soon disappeared from sight.

The crowd suddenly fell into an awkward silence.

Just now, the monks all believed that what Wei Qianqian said was true. Now that it was exposed so quickly, they were unable to react for a while. They just stared at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Everyone, you can't conclude that I am guilty now, right?" Yu Tianji sighed and spoke slowly.

Wei Jingyao's face turned pale and he said nothing.

His move failed, but the next situation was still unclear. Perhaps Yu Tianji would soon be convicted by everyone again. Therefore, he did not immediately stand up to apologize for his daughter.

"Why would Miss Wei abandon her own self-cultivation to slander Lord Tianji?" Someone sighed, "Why bother?"

Maybe Tianji had teased Miss Wei and she wanted to take revenge? Many people speculated in their hearts.

"This murder happened in Kunlun, and I, the Immortal Master, have no other responsibilities." Yu Tianji said solemnly, "We will definitely find the real murderer and give justice to Juling Immortal Mountain. As for Miss Wei... maybe she was deceived by the villains and she is in a state of confusion. I will immediately send someone to chase her back and ask her questions thoroughly."

"Wait." Another sharp voice rang out from the crowd: "Has Tianji-kun cleared himself of suspicion?"

Li Yuebai looked in that direction and saw, as expected, it was Ge Huai, Yu Tianliu's loyal subordinate.

Looks like I have to sort out everything in one go today.

"Miss Wei is obviously lying. What else is the problem?" Someone answered for Yu Tianji.

"I'm talking about collusion with the Demon Cult." Ge Huai insisted, "Just now, several immortals said that human life is at stake, and whether Tianji Jun is colluding with the Demon Cult can be discussed later. Now, since the injury of Master Wei is no longer a problem and the matter has come to an end, can we ask Tianji Jun about collusion with the Demon Cult again?"

"Noisy old thief!" A cultivator behind Yu Tianji couldn't stand it anymore and scolded, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"My purpose is very simple. As long as Lord Tianji surrenders the position of Immortal Lord and confesses his crimes to Kunlun and the major immortal sects, perhaps I can get some mercy." Ge Huai sneered, "Otherwise, don't blame the Lord for not caring about our brotherhood."

"System, I feel a little annoyed." Li Yuebai rubbed his temples and told the truth.

Since he traveled through time, he seemed to have turned all the worlds into Detective Conan, stretching out his hand and pointing forward every day: So, the criminal is you!

Either there is something wrong with him, or the main god who created the world only knows Detective Conan and has no idea what the real world of cultivation should be like.

"It's no use worrying about it. You still have to face it." The system answered sympathetically: "It's better to worry than to despair."

"Let me tell you." Li Yuebai stood up and said, "The letter written to the Left Protector of the Demon Sect has the name and seal of the Immortal Lord at the end of the letter..."

"That's right." Ge Huai said, "The handwriting is clear, it is definitely Tianji Jun's handwriting."

"The Immortal Lord has never written any letters to the Demon Cult's Left Protector!" Li Yuebai said in a stern voice: "That letter was forged by Yu Tianliu!"

"Forged a letter?" Yu Tianliu smiled in disbelief when he heard the accusation. "I never thought that Master Mu would be so slanderous. It's really impressive."

"Everyone knows that it is extremely difficult to forge a letter." Ge Huai said angrily: "Handwriting is difficult to imitate, and seals are even more difficult to copy..."

"Yu Tianliu and the Immortal Lord are brothers. They face each other day and night in Kunlun. For him, isn't it easy to imitate the Immortal Lord's handwriting?"

"The imitation handwriting is not the original handwriting after all, so the words written may be different." Ge Huai said: "If Master Mu doesn't believe it, why not let Tianji Jun rewrite the letter himself to see if it is the same?"

"Why not?" Li Yuebai was fearless.

"Hey... Lady Mu, don't be so righteous. I'm a little scared!" Yu Tianji didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"What are you afraid of?" Li Yuebai glared.

"Because the handwriting... is exactly the same as mine!" Yu Tianji complained in his ear with a bitter face: "I don't know what brother did, that letter... was clearly written by me!"

"Didn't you say that you have never written a letter to the Demon Cult?" Li Yuebai was disappointed.

"I really didn't write it! I swear!" Yu Tianji looked innocent.

"Then there's nothing to be afraid of."

"No, the problem is that my brother imitated me too well." Yu Tianji rubbed against Li Yuebai and said, "When I first came here, Yu Tianliu and I were brothers after all, so we often communicated with each other... He must have collected the letters I wrote to him and imitated them day and night until he was perfect."

"..." Li Yuebai smiled: "Not necessarily."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll tell you later." Li Yuebai sent someone to present paper and pen: "Now, please start writing, Immortal Lord."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the two finally finished their whisper, spread out the papers on the desk, dipped the wolf-hair brush in thick ink, and everyone stared at Yu Tianji, watching him write.

Yu Tianliu's face was full of calm smiles, while Ge Huai stared at Yu Tianji's pen, ready to point out his mistakes at any time.

"Then how should I write it?" Yu Tianji pointed at the paper helplessly: "Write it differently on purpose?"

"No." Li Yuebai said, "Just follow your original handwriting."

"Okay, I'll listen to Lady Mu." Yu Tianji began to write.

In fact, what Li Yuebai said was right. All the immortal masters present had received Yu Tianji's handwritten letters and were familiar with Yu Tianji's handwriting. If Yu Tianji deliberately changed his handwriting, everyone would be able to tell at a glance.

If this is the case, it will be unreasonable all of a sudden. It is better to write in your original handwriting openly.

The monks under Yu Tianliu had already written down the contents of the letter, and now they sent someone to read out the contents word by word, nominally to make it easier for Yu Tianji to write, but in fact, the person read in a pretentious tone, with long tones, as if he was intentionally insulting the other party.

Yu Tianji was used to it and didn't care about the other party's provocation. He just held the pen carefully and wrote word by word.

The letter was not long. When it was finished, it only filled up a small piece of paper.

Li Yuebai took the letter, let the ink dry for a while, and then presented it to several respected immortals present.

Yu Tianliu had also sent people to take out the ashes and restore them.

One was a reply letter, the other was a new letter. The old immortals performed a spell, holding the two pieces of paper in the air, overlapping them, placing them side by side, repeatedly comparing them.

Everyone could see the handwriting on the two pieces of paper clearly, and they were all silently judging.

After an incomparably long time, an old immortal sighed, stroked his beard, and said: "In my opinion, these two letters... are indeed written by the same person."

Several others also agreed: "Yes, although the handwriting is slightly different, the way it is written... is obviously from the same person!"

"However, the handwriting of the original letter is a bit childish, while the handwriting of the new letter is a bit more mature." The old immortal said, "Lord Tianji, although I have no grudge against you, I have to tell you the truth... otherwise I will betray your trust."

"Yeah..." Everyone echoed, with different expressions.

"It's just as I expected." Ge Huai laughed. "These old gentlemen are highly respected and usually have different opinions on things, but here they all say the same thing and say the same thing! Tianji Jun, what else do you have to say!"

"Yes, we saw the same handwriting." The young monks also echoed in agreement: "I didn't expect..."

"Impossible." Li Yuebai's eyes suddenly widened, his face pale: "The Immortal Lord would never do such a thing!"

"Master Mu, maybe you have entrusted your trust to the wrong person. Why are you still unwilling to admit that you have made a mistake in choosing the right person?" Yu Tianliu said with a smile.

"Please return the letter to me, sir, so that I can check it carefully again!" Li Yuebai pleaded with all his might.

"It's useless. It's just a desperate struggle." Ge Huai shook his head and sneered: "With so many eyes watching, can Master Mu still overturn the verdict?"

Several old immortals shook their heads when they saw his expression, and used magic to push the two pieces of paper floating in the air over.

Thanks to the magic used by the crowd, the piece of letter paper that was restored from the ashes still managed to maintain its form and did not turn into powder again.

Li Yuebai looked at the two pieces of paper quietly for a long time.

"Master Mu, don't waste time any longer. No matter how hard you look, you can't tell the handwriting is different." Ge Huai shouted impatiently, "Hurry up and make your master confess his guilt!"

"This handwriting..." When Li Yuebai spoke again, a smile appeared on his face: "This handwriting is indeed the same."

"Then what else do you have to say?"

"These words were indeed written by the Immortal Lord." Li Yuebai said slowly: "However, the letter to the Demon Cult was not written by the Immortal Lord."

"What are you talking about?" Ge Huai said angrily, "Isn't this contradictory? He wrote the letter, but he didn't write the letter? How is that possible?"

"Of course it's possible." Li Yuebai said, "Because this letter was not written, but pieced together!"

"Puzzle?" Everyone was shocked.

"The Immortal Lord and Yu Tianliu are brothers. When they were in Kunlun, they often exchanged letters." Li Yuebai said, "Over time, Yu Tianliu must have a lot of the Immortal Lord's letters in his hands... He only needs to cut out the Immortal Lord's words from the letters and piece them together to make this letter!"

“……”I have to say, this method is very effective.

"Ridiculous!" Yu Tianliu frowned and rebuked, "Master Mu, do you have any evidence to support your claim?"

As expected of Yu Tianliu, even if his plan was exposed, he still stubbornly refused to show any sign of weakness.