"What?!"
"It was Zheng Mulin who was greedy for life and afraid of death, so he abandoned his Taoist companions at the critical moment of life and death?"
"Does anyone know about the Feiyun Sect's trial in the Northern Wilderness back then?"
"I am a disciple of Feiyun Sect, and I also participated in the sect's trial back then. I only know that Elder Zheng was indeed on the same team as Senior Sister Yin at that time."
"No way? Elder Zheng, who is deeply affectionate and loyal, can be such a ruthless person?"
"You're talking nonsense!" Zheng Mulin's face was ashen and he roared at Si Minglan:
"How come you have this hairpin?!"
Si Minglan said calmly: "I told you, Yin Qiaoqin gave it to me."
"This hairpin must be fake!" Zheng Mulin said loudly.
"Oh?" Si Minglan said: "Today when monks from all over the world gather together, there will definitely be someone who will find a way to fix the spirit of an object. All you need to do is ask someone to explore this hairpin to see if there is Yin Qiaoqin's spiritual power, and you will know the truth. ."
The so-called object-finding and spiritual fixation is a technique that can detect the owner's spiritual power on an object.
By detecting the remaining spiritual energy on the hairpin and letting people familiar with Yin Qiaoqin from Feiyun Sect identify it, they can naturally determine whether the hairpin belongs to Yin Qiaoqin.
At this moment, everyone in the Tiandao Fighting Field looked at Zheng Mulin.
As the elder of Feiyun Sect, he has a prominent position and attracts attention with every move he makes.
If such a big scandal is really revealed, he will be ruined. Not to mention the elders of the Feiyun Sect, with the mean and selfish temper of the leader Bai Liu, I am afraid that he will be expelled from the Feiyun Sect on the spot!
Zheng Mulin's face was extremely ugly, with veins popping out on his forehead, and he said loudly:
"You are so slanderous!"
"The love hairpin between me and Senior Sister Yin was in the hands of Si Minglan. She sent the hairpin to Feiyun City and was captured by me and the commander of the Golden Snake Guard. The hairpin had been destroyed by me at that time, how could she still hold it in my hands? inside?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body froze.
Si Minglan chuckled lightly and threw the jade hairpin off the fighting platform.
"You are right. This hairpin is of course fake, but your hypocritical, ungrateful and shameless behavior was revealed by you yourself."
There were bursts of exclamations from the people around.
"So Zheng Mulin already knew Yin Qiaoqin's whereabouts?"
"Si Minglan? Is it the Si Minglan who killed the eldest prince of the Western Dynasty?"
"So this is how Si Minglan was arrested!"
"Si Minglan traveled thousands of miles to deliver Taoist relics to Zheng Mulin, but he plotted against him. He also destroyed his own Taoist relics?!"
"Such a heartless person actually dares to claim to be affectionate. He is really shameless!"
Zheng Mulin had better reputation, otherwise he would not have established a loving person for so long. At this moment, seeing the countless admiring glances around him turn into contempt, he suddenly felt like the world was spinning and his chest was extremely tight.
Suddenly, Zheng Mulin raised his head and looked at the unfamiliar-looking petite female cultivator in front of him:
"who are you?!"
Before he finished speaking, Si Minglan had already taken action with the long sword in his hand.
A red sword light struck Zheng Mulin head-on!
Qiu Zhihe nodded slightly: "Turning the claws of the Nine Fox Tails into sword blades is enough to conceal her skills."
Zheng Mulin, who was on the stage, was trembling. A strange red sword light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He quickly drew his sword and took action, and a sword energy as elegant as a white cloud met the red sword light.
As soon as the two sides came into contact, the Baiyun sword energy was smashed to pieces, and Zheng Mulin's eyes were about to burst:
"You are Si"
The red sword light slashed across his body with a bang. Zheng Mulin's eyes widened and he stood frozen on the spot.
After a moment, dozens of blood arrows emerged from his body. These blood arrows flew higher and higher, and finally turned into dozens of fountains with a bang.
Zheng Mulin fell to the ground in the bloody fountain that filled the sky.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent. Zheng Mulin fell to the ground, his eyes turned white, and his whole body began to twitch. The referee next to him announced loudly:
"In the fifth game of Bingxu in the Southern District, Feiyun Sect Zheng Mulin versus the San Xiu Mingqiu. Mingqiu wins!"
Hearing the referee's voice, the people around him reacted, and they all looked shocked.
"one move?"
"Zheng Mulin was defeated by a casual cultivator with one move?"
"Isn't this revenge too strong?!"
"Zheng Mulin must have been exposed because of his scandal. He was so shaken that he couldn't gather his spiritual power, so he was defeated with one move. If it was a normal fight, Ming Qiu may not be his opponent."
"This Mingqiu is also quite scheming and actually used Zheng Mulin's scandal to break his mind."
"How can this be called scheming? This is to eliminate harm to the righteous way, so that this hypocritical and vicious person can no longer occupy the position of the elder of the three major sects!"
Si Minglan looked up at the sky and said silently in her heart:
"Yin Qiaoqin, I have fulfilled your request. I hope you will meet your beloved, be safe and happy in the next life."
Afterwards, Si Minglan slowly walked down the fighting platform, and the monks surrounding him all automatically gave way.
Several disciples of the Feiyun Sect flew up to the fighting platform and treated Zheng Mulin. One disciple reported to Bai Liu sitting on the side of the high platform with a look of grief and anger:
"Master, Elder Zheng's meridians are all severed. His spiritual field has been destroyed and his cultivation base may not be saved."
After hearing his words, Bai Liu's expression changed, and dozens of Feiyun Sect disciples all jumped into the field and surrounded Si Minglan.
Qin Gengyun looked grim, and Fang Xue, Mo Xiaolan and others next to him were also ready to take action.
"stop!"
At this time, a pretty figure wearing a tight-fitting black fighting suit flew over with a sword.
Everyone looked up and were surprised: "Seventh Princess?"
Noila Mo, who had transformed into Lan Yin, was also startled and lowered her head subconsciously, not to meet Wu Yiren.
However, Wu Yiren did not look at him, but flew to Si Minglan's side and said loudly to the Feiyun Sect disciples surrounding her:
"On the fighting stage, everyone can show their abilities. Life and death are determined by fate. No one is allowed to seek revenge in private!"
"This is the rule of Feixian Grand Ceremony. Do you want to break the rule?!"
The disciples of Feiyun Sect were hesitant when they saw this, but they still did not retreat. Wu Yiren shouted to Bai Liu on the high platform:
"Master Bai, Feiyun Sect is one of the three major sects of the righteous way. Now you send the elders to do such despicable things, and you let it go! You also allow your disciples to besiege innocent cultivators. What is the meaning of this?!"
Bai Liu's face was a bit ugly. In fact, like Zheng Mulin, he was a person with a good reputation.
Even if Zheng Mulin is despicable and shameless, it is a matter behind closed doors. But now that he is exposed in public, it makes Feiyun Sect lose face.
Therefore, when the disciples of Feiyun Sect surrounded Mingqiu just now, he did not make a sound.
But I didn't expect that the seventh princess of the Western Dynasty would actually speak for the casual cultivators, and the situation became difficult to deal with.
If this casual cultivator is allowed to leave, Feiyun Sect may not even have a trace of face left.
But everything the Seventh Princess said made sense. If she really made things difficult for this casual cultivator, it would appear that the Feiyun Sect could not afford to lose.
Bai Liu was hesitating. With a tinkling sound, an elegant piano sound sounded. Jiang Yin, dressed in a white dress, slowly floated into the field with a calm smile:
"What the Seventh Princess said is true. Our Feiyun Sect will conduct a thorough investigation into what Elder Zheng has done. This friend of the Ming Dao is brave and brave. We just admire her and want to make friends with her. We don't mean to make things difficult for her."
"Junior brothers and sisters, I know that my fellow Taoist has just experienced a big battle, so let her go and rest first."
(End of chapter)
