The incriminating evidence that Xingzhi saw had been destroyed by Ling Yungao, but there were some clues about this kind of thing. As long as Xingzhi tells who his minions are, he can check from the side.
Wen Rujin ordered people to go, and soon news came back that the people Xingzhi mentioned had indeed acted suspiciously.
The elders sighed, basically inseparable.
Yang Xiangtian was heartbroken: "This is the leader of our Wuji Sect, the leader of the immortal sects in the world!"
He only blamed himself for being blind in the first place. Why did he think that he was better than Ling Bufei as the sect leader? Even if Ling Bufei at that time was a useless person who couldn't cultivate and could only be a puppet, it was still better than a traitor who looked humane but actually committed many evil deeds!
Xu Qingru was relatively calm and said: "This matter is important. If word spreads, it will damage the reputation of the sect. Fellow disciples, I suggest that we handle it privately without informing the outside world."
The elders agreed with him. This incident is a huge scandal for the Wuji Sect. If it is announced like this, the sign that the Wuji Sect has spent thousands of years erecting will collapse.
"Let's move on to the next thing!" Wen Rujin looked over, "Junior Brother Song."
Song Zhi stood up and bowed his head in salute.
"What do you say about stealing the magic sword?"
Ling Bufei interjected: "Does this need to be said? Everyone just saw with your own eyes who was the real person who intended to steal the magic sword. Isn't that enough to prove Uncle Song's innocence?"
This is true, but the process still has to go through. Elder Gan agreed: "Young Sect Master is right. We saw the Sect Master refining the demon sword with our own eyes through the Mingshi Mirror, which is enough to prove who was the real murderer between him and Senior Brother Song."
Wen Rujin nodded slowly: "Junior Brother Song, what do you think?"
Song Zhiyi replied: "At that time, I was obsessed with my mind and had no way to defend myself. Now, with the help of Master Nephew Bai, I have recovered my memory. The real situation that day was actually that the sect master crossed me to break the seal of the Demonic Sword. Unexpectedly, I woke up quickly and in an emergency, he framed me."
Having said this, he raised his hands and said solemnly: "Everything I said is true, I dare to swear with the Taoist heart!"
Even if he didn't swear an oath, everyone would still believe him. After all, seeing Ling Yungao take action against the magic sword with his own eyes was irrefutable proof.
"What do you think?"
Xu Qingru agreed: "Junior Brother Ling stole the magic sword. The evidence is conclusive and there is no doubt about it. Then Junior Brother Song's suspicion will be cleared. Naturally, he must be cleared."
Sad Wind sighed silently: "I agree."
The elders expressed their opinions one after another.
"The witnesses and material evidence are all there, and the matter has been dealt with clearly."
"Ling Yun is possessed by a demon. If he doesn't believe in Junior Brother Song, how can he still believe in him?"
"He is the leader of the gods, but he colludes with the devil and falls into the devil's path. Such a person is actually the leader of my Wuji Sect. It's really unspeakable!"
"He can even kill the disciples he raised with his own hands without any hesitation, so what does it mean to frame a fellow disciple?"
"The sect's shame! The sect's shame!"
The elders were filled with indignation. Wen Rujin raised his hand and pressed it, looking at Ling Yungao in the middle: "Junior Brother Ling, what else do you have to say?"
Ling Yun, who was tied to the pillar, raised his head, blood flashing in his eyes, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.
"What can I say? Haven't you already condemned me?"
His expression was really dazzling, Yang Xiangtian looked angry and shouted: "You still don't repent yet?!"
"Repent? Repent for what?" Ling Yun said coldly, "I blame my bad luck. So many people went to destroy the demon, but I was possessed by the trick. By the time I found out, I was already possessed and could not turn back. I Everything I did was just to protect myself! Why do you lucky people question me?"
Hearing what he said, a person with a short temper would inevitably feel angry.
Yuan Songqiao couldn't bear it and stepped forward: "Stop confusing right and wrong! You pretended to be injured by the magic sword and became possessed by the devil. How did you know to ask everyone for help? Similarly, when you were possessed by the devil, if Speak up in time and your brothers and sisters will help you find a solution. It is obvious that your mind is not pure and you would rather be led by the devil.
Even if you are seduced into a demon, you dare not speak out! "
Ling Yungao sneered: "Come to think of it, Senior Brother Yuan, you have discovered it a long time ago, why didn't you say anything? You knew that I was carrying the demon soul, but you suppressed it without saying a word for eight years. What's your intention?"
"you……"
"Song Qiao was caring about your face." Hua Wusheng couldn't listen anymore and said coldly, "You are the sect leader. He can't accuse you unjustly without any evidence. You don't understand this? Why do you guess with the greatest malice? Fellow disciples?"
Ling Yungao laughed loudly: "Is this a malicious guess on my part? Look at what you did. You deliberately set up a mirror of the world, just waiting for me to fall into the trap. How could there be any comradeship? I was possessed by a monster and was in pain. Who has ever tried to lend a helping hand when I was struggling? Not one!"
Blood flashed in his eyes, and the demonic aura rose and fell on his body, and he said in a quiet voice: "You must have been waiting for this day for a long time, right? How many people have really respected me since I became the sect leader? They found out that I was possessed by a demon. Have you ever thought about saving it? Do you really have a clear conscience when I ended up like this?"
Under his stern rebuke, several soft-hearted elders lowered their heads, and others were also in a daze.
They didn't, but the situation was...
Zixiaodian fell into silence until a voice sounded softly: "Sect Master, it's okay to deceive others with such words, but don't deceive yourself."
Everyone followed the voice and looked over and found that it was Bai Mengjin. She was wrapped in a thick cloak and her lips were white, as if she had not yet recovered from the extreme cold of the Black Ice Prison.
When Ling Yungao saw her, the hatred in his heart deepened: "Who are you? Do you have the right to speak here?"
He is also obsessed with the devil, why is it that this girl is doing well and her cultivation is improving by leaps and bounds, but he makes a mistake and becomes an eternal hatred, and can never look back?
Bai Mengjin would not be irritated by him and said calmly: "If I wasn't a thing, why would you go to such great lengths to harm me even at the cost of the lives of your direct disciples?"
This sentence directly touched my heart, and Ling Yungao's bloody pupils shrank immediately, full of hatred: "You..."
Bai Mengjin continued: "Are you really just unlucky enough to be targeted by the devil? It's not the sect leader's style to put the responsibility on others."
Ling Yungao had a bad feeling in her heart. She seemed to know something...
Hua Wusheng has already spoken: "Bai Yatou, if you have anything to say, just say it!"
"Yes." Bai Mengjin responded respectfully, turned to look at everyone, and said in a loud voice, "Elders, I want to report an old case - three hundred years ago, Yuanzhou City was occupied by the devil, and the plums were really plums. The elder led his disciples to eliminate demons and died in the battle. Only two of her disciples came back, one is Elder Mei’s eldest disciple Yuan Daotong, and the other is our Sect Master Ling!"
