The one who stopped him was the late-stage Foundation Establishment monk. He only heard him say: "Even if Master Yang traps his colleagues, these two hundred lashes are enough to punish him. Deputy Chief Pang, the Master has already told me not to go too far." !”
Pang Junchen put away his whip bitterly and shouted: "Master Yang, are you still unwilling to explain?"
Yang Zhen closed her eyes and rested her mind, as if she hadn't heard anything.
"Peng Jianyuan," Pang Junchen said to the monk: "Master Yang is unwilling to cooperate, and there is nothing I can do!"
Peng Jianyuan snorted coldly: "You are a foundation-building monk with a powerful spirit. You can use your spirit to oppress him and force him to tell you. Why use torture instruments to torture him?"
"This..." Pang Junchen's expression paused and he began to think about it secretly.
When high-level monks interrogate low-level monks, a common method is soul oppression. When the other person is trembling and fearful, they will often tell the truth. When Chen Ru and others came out of Langshan secret realm, Yunqing Palace used this method.
But Pang Junchen knew full well that Yang Zhen was actually wronged. If you ask him to tell the truth, wouldn't that prove the other party's innocence?
Unless he could completely suppress the opponent's soul and then achieve the effect of control, at that time, he would say whatever he wanted Yang Zhen to say.
Just by doing this, it is easy for others to spot the clues. Because after the soul is controlled, this person often shows a stupid and silly look, which is abnormal at first glance.
Do you want to try it? He hesitated.
No matter what, let’s get the confession first!
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. Immediately, mana surged all over his body, and the powerful foundation-building pressure covered the young man.
…
Yang Zhen's spirit has always been very strong.
Even as a child, he was able to withstand the soul attacks directed at the Qi-training monks by Guanyu Zhuke of Shuyang County. Now, after so many years, he has become a late-stage qi-training monk, and often takes spiritual teas such as Sha Shang Guo Tea that strengthen the soul. The soul is stronger than before!
Just because of the limitations of his cultivation, the strength of his spiritual consciousness is limited, but it is far beyond the same level.
The pressure from the souls of the monks in the later stages of foundation building was not even greater for him than the pressure that Yu Zhuke gave him back then.
However, just when he was intent on guarding the Niwan Palace and preparing to resist with all his strength, he heard Yiyi's voice whispering in his mind: "Let him in!"
Yang Zhen didn't hesitate, she immediately relaxed her mind and let Pang Junchen's soul cover her.
If the attack of the divine consciousness is like a sharp knife, then the oppression of the divine soul is like a strong wind or a huge wave, pouring down and sweeping over, wrapping Yang Zhen in an instant.
A ray of soul, under the control of Pang Junchen, quietly sneaked into the boy's Niwan Palace,
Niwan Palace is the residence of the soul. As long as you control this place, this person will be like a walking zombie, at his mercy.
Therefore, no one in a normal state would allow the soul of the other party to enter their Niwan Palace at will. If you want to enter, it will be a war between gods and souls.
This is like the immune response of human cells.
Pang Junchen was not completely sure that he could control the opponent's soul. He just released this ray of soul with the attitude of giving it a try.
Anyway, my soul is far superior to that of the other party. Even if I can't succeed, I can still escape unscathed.
The result was beyond his expectation. This ray of soul actually entered the opponent's Niwan Palace without any hindrance.
Could it be that this young man's body is so powerful, but his soul is so unbearable?
In the midst of the strangeness, a white light suddenly lit up in the boy's Niwan Palace, hitting his soul hard.
With the sound of "crack", this ray of soul suddenly disappeared into ashes.
"Ah!" Pang Junchen let out an earth-shattering scream. Although the annihilation of the soul is only a small part, it is definitely not something ordinary people can endure.
He covered his head and howled, big beads of sweat dripping down his face, and a look of agony on his face.
"I'm going to kill you -" Pang Junchen lost his composure and drew out a sword, about to stab the boy.
Yang Zhen stared at him coldly.
If you really dare to kill me, I will chop you into charcoal!
At this moment, a "clang" sound was heard from the door of the hall, and a person stumbled in.
Zhang Guanzhu!
He hurriedly turned over from the ground, but did not dare to get up. Instead, he knelt on his knees, supported himself on the ground with his hands, and kowtowed to the door.
Everyone in the hall was dumbfounded.
Even Pang Junchen forgot about Yang Zhen's enemy and stared blankly outside the door.
A tall figure appeared at the door.
"Subordinate, please go to the palace master."
Grain bow
At the door, Zhang Guanzhu's frightened voice came.
Dou Xichang!
he came!
…
Dou Xichang did not want to appear at this time.
However, he had to show up.
Time, back to this morning.
Tianyou Peak, Zhenguo Hall
There is a stone in front of the Zhenguo Hall. It is three feet high and covered in greenish brown. It is a very common bluestone in the world.
However, this stone looks very much like Tianyou Peak, and it is completely natural, without any trace of artificial carving.
This was accidentally discovered by a disciple of the Zhenguo Hall a hundred years ago when he was traveling abroad. He came back and dedicated it to Yin Luxiang, the master of the hall at that time.
The master of the Yin Hall liked it very much and thought that this stone was a symbol of Tianyou Peak's protection of the Xu Kingdom. He placed it at the entrance of the hall and regarded it as a treasure.
However, this morning——
With a "boom", a giant palm turned into a jade hand struck the stone, immediately splitting it into two pieces.
"Dou Xichang, come out!"
Outside the Zhenguo Hall, Shuihong Zhenren had his hands on his hips, his almond-shaped eyes widened, and his eyebrows raised, looking evil.
All the disciples were so frightened that they ran away, and those with quick legs hurried in to report.
After a while, the white-haired Dou Xichang came out. Seeing Shuihong's appearance, he was angry and strange at the same time:
"Master Shuihong, how have I, Dou Xichang, offended you?"
"Of course you have offended me!" Shuihong said angrily: "You kept telling me that you would handle it, but the result is that now everyone is locked up by your county guard and has not been released for four or five days. Is this what you will handle? ? Do you think I am so easy to fool?"
Dou Xichang was stunned, but in an instant, he remembered what happened.
"Are you talking about your little apprentice's Taoist monk? Don't worry, locking him up for a few days won't hurt him. He will still be the master of his county hall. Those who fabricate facts and wantonly slander, I will forgive him. Can’t touch them!”
"Bah!" Unexpectedly, Shuihong didn't give any face, and continued to scold: "Dou Xichang, I don't understand the colorful intestines in your belly! Don't you just want to clean up the prefectural palaces and county temples in Chongzhou, but you can't find a good one? Reason, so you just sit back and watch how they act and bully my disciple's Taoist companion?"
"Let me tell you, I despise this kind of behavior of yours the most! You are a good monk, a person who fights for your life against the will of heaven, but he does the same thing as those bureaucrats in the world, good at calculations, and you are a coward. Are you ashamed? "
"You are a late-stage Golden Elixir and the current master of the Zhenguo Palace. You have strength and fame. What are you afraid of? Whatever you want to do, just do it boldly! You are still just like ordinary people, playing in officialdom The plan is really nothing to laugh at!"
"Do you know why I look down on Yin Luxiang? Because that's the kind of person he is! Dou Xichang, don't let me look down on you!"
Shuihong spoke in a crackling manner, with no mercy, like a slap in the face, one after another on Dou Xichang's face.
It's just that Shuihongsuo has nothing to do with it, and it hits his mark exactly.
After the last ambush battle in Qingzhou, he took the opportunity to deal with a group of people and replaced them with his cronies. As a result, great dissatisfaction was aroused in the Zhenguo Palace. Some people even wrote to Yin Luxiang in Hanzhou, calling on him to come back to justice.
In this case, Chongzhou and other places that he originally wanted to continue to deal with had to put it aside for the time being and wait for the opportunity.
Then, he heard about Yang Zhen's beating and the conflict between Zhou Gong and Yang Zhen.
This made him overjoyed. This was an opportunity that fell from the sky. As long as the state palace behaved unfairly in handling Yang Zhen's case, he could replace the palace owner with a clear name.
Therefore, he kept observing with a cold eye and refrained from taking any action.
But now...
…
Dou Xichang's face turned red and white, and his beard stood up with anger. For a while, he wished he could fly up and slap the sharp-tongued woman in front of him to death!
Of course, he knew very well that, let alone whether he could kill someone with one slap, even if he could, he would never do it. As a palace master who came up from the elder Keqing, Shuihong was one of his few allies in the sect. How could he set himself up and do such an unwise thing?
"That's enough!" the old man shouted: "Shuihong, this is my territory, please behave yourself!"
"Why, do you still want to teach me a lesson? Come on, let's fight for three hundred rounds!" Shuihong got angry and immediately rolled up her sleeves and was about to fight.
How could Dou Xichang fight with her?
"Boom!" He suddenly struck hard with his palm, smashing the boulder that had been broken into two pieces into powder!
"Shuihong, just wait, I will give you an explanation!"
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