Ningxia and others, who have been acting as "painting walls", first watched a good show of internal strife.
She glanced at the demonic energy that was still "struggling" and thought to herself, before these people could confirm their next situation, they started fighting among themselves.
How many people can come to seriously discuss the current crisis? Do you dare to give some dignity to the demonic and demonic comrades who are still struggling? !
Sure enough, human beings' greatest hobby is internal fighting, which has been the case since ancient times. Otherwise, how could there be "where there are people, there are rivers and lakes".
Being disturbed like this, Ning Xia felt less nervous and solemn than before, and even felt a little funny. She doesn't seem to be so concerned about those conjectures about related conspiracies.
This is probably the purpose of Lord Showa. Distract the attention of the monks, guide them step by step into their own situation, and finally achieve their pastoral purpose.
So far, he has done so much that Ningxia seems to have guessed the other party's plan.
It's also pitiful...
Ningxia suppressed her melancholy and discomfort and continued to act as a "wallflower".
"To be honest, I only found out a little earlier than you guys. If I hadn't learned about this by accident, I'm afraid it would have caused a catastrophe. By then, our Huyang sect would have no face to face all of you fellow Taoists." Zhaohe said bitterly.
The cultivators couldn't help but be aroused with curiosity, but they didn't realize that they were being led into the rhythm unconsciously. They followed Zhenjun Zhaohe's thoughts and gradually developed into the situation that the other party wanted to see.
"But those demon cultivators have become restless again, intending to cholera the world of cultivation? If that's the case, Lord, you might as well speak up." This time it was the leader of the Tianxing Pavilion who spoke out. The team leader had not said a word since the beginning, and even the disciples of Tianxing Pavilion also remained silent.
His voice immediately suppressed those small sects who only knew how to cause trouble and make trouble. Ning Xia looked at this Tianxing Pavilion monk who looked quite calm, and somehow felt that he looked familiar.
What he said was indeed what he really thought in his heart. If it is true that the ambitious group of demons are causing trouble and intending to cause chaos between good and evil, then it is indeed not a private matter of the Huyang Sect, but also a major matter concerning them.
He didn't think Lord Showa would act haphazardly. Since he said this, there must be a wind shadow. In this way, the previous things can really be ignored for now, and discussing important matters together is the truth.
Tianxing Pavilion has a high status in the southeastern border. It is closely under the Wuhua Sect and its style is even more powerful. As soon as he spoke up, other small and medium-sized sects immediately became afraid to speak. The Wuhua faction... acquiesced, and Lin Pingzhen seemed to have no intention of speaking anymore.
Ning Xia secretly thought that he might have reached an agreement with Zhaohe in private and had always been secretly siding with the Huyang faction.
"This matter is really unspeakable. The family scandal has been exposed to the public. Now I have to let go of this old face." The expression on the face of Lord Showa can be called embarrassed for the time being. He seems to be ashamed and hateful. .
Such an expression aroused the curiosity of monks from various sects.
"This Guo Ni on the stage...she, she is not an old daughter!"
This time, many monks were frightened. They felt as if a piece of green was passing by, and the back of their necks felt cold. They had heard something they shouldn't have heard.
"You are mistaken. I am saying that she is not my daughter Guo Ni..."
The awkward and tense atmosphere evaporated. Ningxia's blank face for a moment also recovered:...
"The old man's daughter was killed in a foreign land many years ago, at an exchange conference in Fengming City. The one on the stage now...is not my child. She is a demon spy!" He gritted his teeth as he said the last four words. In such a state, you don't need to look at the expression on his face to know that he hates her deeply.
"My child died miserably. This spy harmed her and lurked in the Huyang Sect pretending to be her, destroying her reputation. For so many years... I have never found out about this. Give her the Adi!" Zhenjun Zhaohe covered her face with her sleeves, her arms trembled slightly, and her anger could be seen.
Madidi hurriedly stepped forward to support Showa Jin-kun, with just the right amount of anxiety and embarrassment on his face.
Well, it does look quite sympathetic. He told the truth, but he was very skillful. He showed his weakness and his own misery just right, and he played the role of a poor father who was forced to go to jail just right.
He also very considerately concealed her and Lin Pingzhen's role, cleared everyone up, and eliminated the suspicion of their conspiracy.
"Fengming City? Which exchange conference? It happens every five years. The last one of the Huyang Sect happened to have something to do. Then, then... it must have been at least more than ten years, right?"
"This demonic spy has been lurking in the door for more than ten years, and he is pretending to be the head's daughter. Have you figured out everything?"
"...Is it really miserable?"
"But what does this have to do with us? Don't hold a banquet and trap us in it all at once. Don't say you want to drag us into the water together."
"...This father didn't find out for more than ten years. Isn't it too exaggerated?"
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"It's true. I didn't believe it at first. Once I took this thing out and tested it, all my luck was shattered. The devil is here, how can I deny it?"
"There is a special magic weapon embedded in this pair of spiritual platforms, which can induce the burst of demonic energy in the human body. I personally stimulated it and set a ban. If she is innocent and pretends that nothing has happened, I am afraid that I will not be able to lie to myself in the current situation. .”
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"We can understand the grief of the True Lord. But I don't understand why you want to involve innocent people like us. If you want to deal with spies, you can just close the door and deal with them. Why bother to go to all the trouble."
After all, someone has a clear mind. Their attention was not distracted at all, but instead grasped the most critical point.
yes. Why involve so many of them? Knowing everything, he even held a banquet for heroes and invited all the visiting disciples. After the incident, he blocked the banquet hall. Obviously, the culprits are now restrained in the barrier to the spiritual platform and unable to move.
Why does he, Zhenjun Zhaohe, need juniors like them to take action?
These disciples continued to conspire, and finally couldn't help but ask.
"Ani's matter is indeed our private matter. If it were really that simple, I wouldn't have to go to all the trouble to invite you all here, and I wouldn't want to tell... to the public. However, during this period, I also discovered some other shocking things. thing……"
"... There may also be demon spies infiltrated into your sects, and they are spread over a large area." Zhenjun Zhaohe looked at the disciples of various sects with different expressions, and directly exposed their luck.
"What?!" Several voices mixed with horror and fear sounded together. Several elite disciples of the righteous path present looked at each other, feeling cold all over their bodies in this slightly sultry summer day, penetrating into their hearts.
The monk who also had the foresight sighed secretly in his heart, as expected. This is indeed a major event that is closely related to them all, and no one can escape.
