"The time for the public trial is coming, and it is impossible for True Lord Linyue to stay outside..." Shi Haisheng had a sullen face, as if he smelled some different information.
"Senior Brother Shi, don't be anxious yet. Maybe the real king has gone to the guild first and won't have time to notify us." A younger disciple advised.
"No way." He shook his head. It would not be surprising if a young disciple would do this, but that was True Lord Linyue.
Who is Linyue Zhenjun? A heavyweight who has gone through many ups and downs and avoided the baptism of civil strife in the Guiyi Sect. Although it is true that he can only be ranked on the fringes in terms of power, his seniority and seniority are at the forefront, not to mention his power. He is indeed an old man of that generation who has stepped out in a down-to-earth manner.
How could such a person not know the importance, let alone abandon them at such a juncture?
So now there is only one possibility. The other party is trapped by something and cannot come back at all. What else is going on right now? The more Shi Haisheng thought about it, the more headache he got, and his eyebrows were almost twisted into twine.
"How about we..." Someone suddenly suggested——
There was a commotion at the outer door, someone yelling in panic, running steps, and sounds that were getting closer and closer in my ears.
Everyone in the Guiyi Sect in the room was stunned for a moment. They had been gathering in the living room all night and did not dare to rest. In addition, they also set up restrictions and ordered people outside not to disturb unless there was no serious matter.
So what's going on?
For some reason, the ominous premonition in the hearts of everyone in the Guiyi Sect coincided with certain expectations.
"Who is outside? Let him in, quickly..."
"Crack-" The door panel was roughly pushed open, and a stumbling figure broke in.
No one could scream in surprise at the situation in front of them, as the other party started howling loudly.
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This time, the guild and the others did not go to another courtyard. They were led directly into the large courtyard a few doors down, heading towards the main hall. According to the guide, the public trial will be held in the main hall of the guild, the Thinking Hall.
Entering from the main entrance, to the main courtyard and then to the main hall, Ning Xia and others had a good time admiring the scenery inside the guild. It is extremely majestic and majestic, not inferior to the Forbidden Palace seen in Ningxia in my previous life. Compared with major sects such as the Wuhua Sect, it just lacks some historical background.
The Guild is worthy of being the place where masters of skilled craftsmen gather in the southeastern border. Everything you see is related to the Six Arts. Spiritual grasses flourish everywhere, the smell of sulfur can be smelled everywhere, as well as the sound of drinking and the flash of spiritual light coming from the distance.
Along the way, Ningxia saw many people in a hurry. Most of them were wearing robes of the same style but different colors, with special sash hanging around their waists. They looked very busy, and no one paid attention to these unexpected guests.
Needless to say, these should be people within the guild. Passing by, Ningxia even heard someone muttering about whether the alchemy furnace was hot, what kind of fine iron was to be forged today, and so on.
I bet this is the "scientist" club in the world of cultivation. Very kind of...
Realizing that Ningxia was in a daze, Zhenjun Yuanheng urged her, and Ningxia quickly reacted and followed her quickly. Others just thought she was distracted and a few people slowed down their pace slightly and waited for a while.
"Wuhua sent to——"
The Si Cai Hall is a quite tall hall. It looks pretty decent from the outside, but the surrounding area is very clean, and Sanskrit sounds can be heard in the distance. Everyone standing in front of him couldn't help but feel a bit solemn.
Before they had fully entered the gate, Ningxia had already heard a report.
"Wuhua sent to——"
This time, the Wuhua sect had no intention of keeping a low profile and walked in with their heads held high in front of the eyes of everyone in the room.
True Lord Yuanheng... seems to have exerted some pressure. Ning Xia saw the monks at the table closest to them move back with a look, their faces slightly pale, as if they were under some pressure.
True Lord Yuanheng led them to sit down unceremoniously in the first seat on the upper left, calmly facing the various looks from the audience.
When they arrived, there were already many monks in the Hall of Thought. There are already many people from various sects and major forces as far as the eye can see.
You came quite early... A trace of uncertainty suddenly flashed in the eyes of Zhenjun Yuanheng. Then he saluted an unfamiliar old man above him. He seemed to be someone he knew? Ningxia thought uncertainly.
Ning Xia also followed her gaze and saw that none of the people in the front row knew each other. They were also older, but she found an acquaintance among them. Zhenjun Chongri, whom we had met several times before, was also included in this list, but this time he was relegated to the back row. Together with the several judges we met in the last assessment, it is estimated that the person in charge this time is the guild. big shot.
Ever since he sat down, Ning Xia and other Wuhua sect disciples have been receiving some unclear looks, which seemed to be fearful and gloating. In short, it was quite complicated.
What kind of medicine are these people selling? Ning Xia had some doubts in her heart. Could it be that something happened to their flying boat that caused these people to react like this? But I always feel that their reaction is not simple.
Zhenjun Yuanheng and other disciples of the Wuhua Sect were sitting on their seats with a calm look on their faces. It's just that they all looked solemn, and it was obvious that they were in a bad mood, so no one dared to touch them for the time being.
Of course, no matter what they discussed privately or what their feelings were, all the disciples only dared to send a few glances quietly, and no one really dared to bring their words to the table.
At present, the atmosphere in the Speculation Hall is quite harmonious, but I don't know when it will reach a critical point.
Until the arrival of another team disrupted the tranquility of the room and dragged everyone in the hall into the drama.
"Zhenjun Yuanheng!"
Someone who was blocking the roll call at the door felt a strong wind blowing in front of his facade, and quickly rushed into the thinking hall. His footsteps were chaotic, and it was obvious that the pair were in a panic.
The sound arrived before the person arrived.
And you can hear the anger and doubt in the speaker's words.
The one who comes is not good.
It wasn't until everyone focused their eyes that they realized, haha, another group of parties had arrived, and they looked like they were here to investigate.
At this time, the person calling at the door seemed to be a step too late, and shouted blankly: "Gui Yimen is here——"
True Lord Yuanheng turned his eyes to look at the person who shouted, his face expressionless, as if he had no reaction to the other person's rather disrespectful attitude. He just looked at the other person without responding.
The other party was still staring at True Lord Yuan Heng, and his tone could not conceal his anger: "May I ask True Lord, how did our Guiyi Sect offend you, so that you actually hit us so hard?"
Oh, these words came from a bad person’s complaint? How come the world has changed after just one night's sleep?
And what does this person mean? Ningxia frowned immediately, feeling very dissatisfied with his aggressive attitude. And he was particularly dissatisfied with the other party's seemingly slanderous words towards True Lord Yuan Heng.
