"Is it really true? Then what the disciples of Guiyi Sect say is true?"
"The person above hasn't spoken yet? Let's wait and see what he says before making a conclusion. Besides, so what if there is magnetic field interference? At most, it proves that the True Lord Yuanheng was on the spot when the other party used this talisman. This cannot be taken as any evidence..."
There are many monks who hold this kind of idea. Most of them think that this disciple is trying to bite True Lord Yuan Heng. In fact, this is indeed true. And the other party was obviously well prepared before coming.
But they were soon slapped in the face by reality.
Seeing the distorted magnetic field on Zhenjun Yuanheng's body, Gan Ping sneered and did not specify directly. He only turned around and asked the elder who testified: "This Zhenjun is here. I wonder if the magnetic field on Zhenjun Yuanheng's body is instantaneous." Traces of the moving talisman?”
The other party was silent for a long time before saying: "The magnetic field on the body of fellow Taoist Yuan Heng does show signs of being disturbed, but I can't tell whether the one acting on him is a teleportation talisman."
"We can only know... that the interference was generated for a very short time, just within a day or two. And the source of the interference should be not far away from him."
Ha, this is almost equivalent to a real hammer. Every trace fits together just right, making it impossible to avoid.
Ning Xia and the others clearly felt that a lot more strange eyes were falling on their side, and they hovered around True Lord Yuan Heng boldly.
There were even some meddlers who looked at Zhenjun Yuanheng beside her with an extremely uncomfortable and gloating look, as if they had caught something. The look of ridicule in his eyes and the meaning of watching a good show became stronger.
People are like this, they follow the crowd and follow what others say. When it doesn't affect them, they are more willing to follow the group and step on it. If you step on the wrong one, you are unlucky; if you step on the right one, you deserve it. They are always the righteous party. However, if you ask them what the real story is, they may not be able to tell you anything.
Obviously, inciting everyone to rebel and arousing their suspicion is only Gan Ping's first step, and there are still other tricks waiting for him.
"This little friend from the Guiyi Sect, we can't believe you right away when you say this. The most evidence you can prove is that True Lord Yuanheng may have been nearby when you activated this talisman, but it doesn't mean anything. Is not it?"
The person who asked the question was a middle-aged man who he thought was very unfamiliar. Ningxia had never seen him before when he went to a banquet with Zhenjun Yuanheng. He probably wasn't on good terms with their sect.
This man's words seemed to be fair, but in reality he had a hidden agenda. His words were all traps, implicitly concluding the crime committed by True Lord Yuan Heng. Even though things were not settled yet, he made it sound as if Zhenjun Yuanheng had indeed done these things, which was really annoying.
"Of course I have other evidence, so I will give you a proof this time." He sneered as if he had thought of something: "I have to trust you to protect Ichigo's disciple's life. I'm afraid that I might not wait until I finish speaking. My neck was cut off by a flying knife that came from somewhere..." He seemed to be pointing out something.
"Of course." The elder said calmly.
Gan Ping sat up with difficulty with the help of one of his junior brothers. The thin quilt slipped from his body, and the smell of blood in the relatively spacious thinking hall became stronger. Everyone present was a monk, and the sensitivity of their five senses was much higher than that of ordinary people, so they naturally smelled it. How much blood was shed?
When the quilt was slid off, his face instantly turned pale, and even his breathing weakened a few degrees, and his breathing was stagnant for a few moments, making people wonder whether the other person would die next moment. But the next moment everyone saw his condition clearly, they were all shocked.
I saw a hideous wound running through his entire waist and abdomen area. The bandage had loosened during the movement, and the edges of the wound were turned out to reveal the blood-red texture, which was shocking. The originally white bandage had been dyed red, and now it was a deep red that had darkened due to oxidation, making it look ominous.
Gan Ping gasped heavily for a few more times, feeling quite ill.
This was not what everyone was paying attention to at the moment. Everyone's eyes were attracted to the large wound on his waist and abdomen. Everyone finally knew why a monk needed to be carried in one after another under a quilt. He suffered such a fatal injury, suffered excessive blood loss, and even the slightest chill was a fatal test for him.
For monks, there are very few skin wounds that cannot be cured. This is the wonder of elixirs and spiritual materials. Even if the root cause cannot be cured immediately, it can at least promote superficial healing. There is no shortage of trauma elixirs in the offline cultivation world.
But not all injuries can be healed with trauma elixir. There is no shortage of special spiritual powers in the world of cultivation, and special techniques can leave indelible damage to people.
For example, the Liuyang Jue of the Yue Family in Fengming City is famous for its extremely powerful fire attributes. When ordinary monks are hit by people who practice this technique, the injured area seems to be burned unbearably and it is difficult to heal for many years.
Another example is the secluded martial art Shuihuoyan, which is a special martial art dedicated to the two spiritual roots of water and fire. It can blend the two conflicting attributes to achieve an extremely special effect.
It is said that the spiritual power of people who practice this technique is many times higher than that of fire or water spiritual power alone. If the weapon attached to it hits the opponent, the mild person will feel the conflict of spiritual power in the body, and the severe person will even go crazy. However, it is said that this technique seems to have great flaws. The disciples who practiced this technique at that time all had big problems, and were later sealed in the Library Pavilion by their previous leader. There are only legends about it left in the world.
And...Zhenjun Yuanheng's Jumu Sword Technique. This is one of Zhenjun Yuanheng's famous skills. He learned the swordsmanship when he was traveling in the world of cultivation when he was young. After years of improvement and modification, it is no longer what it used to be. Back then, True Lord Yuanheng carried his sword and traveled throughout the southeastern border areas, leaving many legends about him.
And this Jumu Sword Technique has left a strong reputation in several major cultivation events. However, due to years of seclusion, the legend of the "Jumu Divine Lord" gradually disappeared. The monks, especially the younger generation of monks, knew very little about this True Lord Yuanheng. It seems that the reputation of Zhenjun Yuanheng is not as famous as that of some monks of his generation.
But with so many monks present, how many of them know True Lord Yuan Heng? There are also many people who have seen him and even fought against him. They know a few levels more about this True Lord Nascent Soul.
The wounds on the waist and abdomen of this Guiyi sect disciple were sharp and the flesh and blood were turned out. If what he said was what happened last night, the blood still wouldn't stop flowing after all this time, which could be seen from the strong smell of blood that lingered for a long time.
The more conspicuous part is the exposed area. The muscle hyperplasia on the edge of the wound is like a thin layer of bulging muscle. The lines are staggered and mottled, making the hideous wound look very scary.
As more and more bandages fell off, the wound that penetrated his waist and abdomen was revealed. The large muscles around the wound proliferated and bulged up, making the scar in the middle more visible. terror.
