"Little demon Xiong Qi, I pay my respects to my loving father, the Immortal Hongqing, and respectfully wish him a long and blessed life, and a boundless calamity."
In the Hongde Hall, Xiong Qi kowtowed directly to Fang Jian, his whole body trembling with excitement, his expression extremely respectful.
Fang Jian, who was sitting at the top, glanced at Tang Yu who was sitting beside him. Tang Yu smiled, touched his nose and lowered his head.
Huo Xunyan, who was standing beside him, knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head or speak a word.
When he met the great masters and monks of the Mahavairocana sect in the past, the pressure they exerted on him was even greater.
But the hall before him did not have that kind of oppressive force, but instead had an incomparably pure and heavy majesty. Huo Xunyan felt that under this majesty, all evil could not escape his sight, and even a little evil thought in his heart could hardly arise under this majesty.
"Do you have any grievances to redress?" Fang Jian's gaze fell on Huo Xunyan and he spoke in a dignified tone.
Xiong Qi immediately bowed and said, "My dear father, Master Hongqing, we do have grievances to redress. I beg you to help us."
Fang Jian said, "What grievances do you have? Feel free to tell me."
Xiong Qi bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, Father, True Man Hongqing, we wish to report the Great Sun Sect. They have used the pretext of exterminating demons to wantonly hunt down and kill kind demon cultivators like us, using our souls and bodies to refine magical instruments. For many years, the demon cultivators of Xiniu Hezhou have suffered greatly from this. The magical instruments now used by the disciples of the various Buddhist temples of the Great Sun Sect are all made from artifacts forged by countless fellow demon cultivators."
"They even... don't let mortals go! Some mortals who disobey them or make mistakes will be labeled as 'demons' by them, and then tortured to death. They take their skin, bones and other body parts to refine magical instruments for low-level disciples to use. The parents of the mortal next to the little demon were killed by them." Xiong Qi said, pointing at Huo Xunyan on the side.
Upon hearing this, Fang Jian immediately turned to Huo Xunyan and asked, "What's your name?"
Huo Xunyan prostrated himself on the ground, and for a moment he didn't react when he heard Fang Jian's words. At this moment, Xiong Qi reached out and poked Huo Xunyan twice, saying, "Master Hongqing is asking you a question."
"Ah?!" Huo Xunyan was suddenly startled, then quickly raised his head and inadvertently looked at Fang Jian who was sitting above him.
Upon seeing this, Huo Xunyan felt a vast and bright majesty enveloping him, which made him feel horrified but also gave him a strong sense of security.
"Yes." Huo Xunyan responded quickly.
Xiong Qi's breath stagnated, and he looked at Huo Xunyan in astonishment. At this moment, Tang Yu, the leader of the Xitianfu Heavenly Generals, smiled and said to Huo Xunyan, "The Minister asked what your name is."
Huo Xunyan was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, "I... my name is Huo Xunyan."
"Huoxunyan..." Fang Jian was slightly surprised when he heard the name, "Huoxun clan among the Nine Zhaowu Clans?"
Huo Xunyan's surname is not Huo, but "Huoxun".
Huo Xunyan was stunned when he heard Fang Jian's words. He hesitated for a moment and said timidly, "The Nine Zhaowu Clans...what are those?"
Fang Jian smiled faintly and said, "That's a saying in the Tang Dynasty of Southern Jambu Continent. It's normal that you haven't heard of it in Western Niuhe Continent." After that, Fang Jian looked at Huo Xunyan and said, "Since you have come to me to seek justice, then tell me, what is your grievance?"
When Huo Xunyan heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red. A moment later, tears flowed like a fountain. He fell to the ground trembling all over and burst into tears.
Fang Jian did not interfere, but waited quietly until Huo Xunyan felt better before letting him continue to report.
After a cup of tea, Huo Xunyan finally controlled his emotions, and then told Fang Jian about his story one by one while sobbing.
Half an hour later, Huo Xunyan was lying on the ground, crying inconsolably.
"The Dainichi Sect is so cruel, is this still Buddhism?" General Fatan said in shock after hearing Huo Xunyan's crying.
Fang Jian was also somewhat astonished and said, "This is indeed shocking. General Zhusha, what do you think?"
Tang Yu was also stunned. The experience Huo Xunyan described made him feel very... "Shocked, it was really shocking."
Fang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Xiong Qi and Huo Xunyan below and said, "If the Great Sun Sect is really as you two say, I will definitely not let them stay."
Xiong Qi immediately pointed to the heavens and swore, "Every word I said is true. If there is even a trace of falsehood, I will die under the law of heaven."
Huo Xunyan also raised his head at this moment and imitated Xiong Qi, saying, "I also swear to heaven that if there is even a trace of falsehood in my words, I will not be able to die peacefully."
Fang Jian nodded, then turned to Xiong Qi and Huo Xunyan and asked, "You just said that the magical instruments they forged using demon cultivators and mortal bodies are in Changlin Temple?"
"That's right." Xiong Qi said, "All the magic tools are being refined in Changlin Temple."
"My parents were among them. I heard them say with my own ears that they were going to be sent back to the temple for sacrifice." Huo Xunyan cried, "Poor parents, not only were they brutally murdered, but even their souls were sealed in the magic weapon..."
This was what Xiong Qi told him. All the magical instruments that the monks of the Great Sun Sect used to refine the bodies of living beings would seal the souls of the living beings inside to enhance the spirituality of the instruments and increase their power.
So when he was in the cage, he heard his mother's cry in the drumbeat, which was the voice of his mother's soul.
Fang Jian looked at Xiong Qi and asked, "Where are your people now?"
Upon hearing this, Xiong Qi immediately replied, "Father, we are all hiding in Heidou Ridge. Changlin Temple has been searching for us for the past two weeks."
Fang Jian nodded, then said to the messenger, "You will personally lead five hundred celestial soldiers down to the mortal realm to Black Dou Ridge and protect the demon cultivators hiding there."
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