Xue Tong practiced the exercises for half a month and waited for the messenger from Xianyuan to arrive.
The huge main hall of Yuntao Courtyard seemed small and crowded at the moment, and the tense atmosphere filled every inch of the space.
Two rows of people sat facing each other, Yunxiao Sect Zheng Xuan, Lei Xiao, Wen Ruiqian, Ge Jingkun, Ye Xingjian, Wei Geng, Xue Tong, opposite four Xianyuan warriors, wearing dark green Taoist robes, with solemn expressions and no anger.
"Xianyuan came here for two things. The first is the magic weapon Sun Sword. It is a precious treasure dropped from heaven and should be kept by this association. In addition, Xue Tong's murder needs an explanation and a conclusion." Tong Zhaobin, vice president of Xianyuan, said.
Xue Tong noticed that the atmosphere was abnormal, and when he heard these words, he couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart. He originally thought that he would be rewarded and the matter in the secret realm would be directly concluded.
As soon as the trip to the secret realm ended, it immediately spread, causing shock in all directions.
The Blood Sword Sect was the most shocked. Everyone in the sect was shocked. Nie Yuanshan was shocked and angry. He summoned the elders to discuss urgently whether to attack the Yunxiao Sect and order the surrender of people and the return of spiritual materials. However, the vitality of the radical faction headed by Luo Guantong was severely damaged and the crusade was not carried out. The Blood Sword Sect instead complained to the Xianyuan Society, demanding severe punishment for Xue Tong.
Xianyuan immediately sent four people to Scarlet Gold Peak.
Tong Zhaobin, who is in the middle stage of his innate life, is the second-ranked vice president of Xianyuan. He is considerate in dealing with people and is good at handling internal affairs.
The remaining three are He Mao, Li Xing, and Zhong Xiaojie. Li Xing was born in Yunxiao, and Zhong Xiaojie was born in Blood Sword. He Mao is usually responsible for coordinating the affairs of the four major Xuanmen. The three of them are all elders of Xianyuan and are in the early stage of Xiantian.
"The appearance of the magic weapon alarmed the ancestors of Qianyan. The ancestors passed down the order. The Yunxiao Sect has contributed indispensably and deserves a heavy reward. He was ordered to retrieve the Tianqing Sun Sword and give him two top-quality black-gold Sirius swords and black iron Zhengyang swords. Magic weapon, plus six Yin Shen Dan." After Tong Zhaobin finished speaking, he threw out the storage bag and placed it on the stone table.
There are only three top-quality magical weapons in the entire Yunxiao sect, and they are owned by the Yunxiao ancestor, the sect leader and the great protector. It is natural to be very happy to have two more weapons.
Yin Shen Dan and Kui Zhi Dan are tied together. They are the next level-breaking miracle medicines in the acquired period. They have always been priceless and hard to find.
Zheng Xuan and others' eyes met, and they couldn't hide their joy. They must know that even if the Xianyuan Society takes the plunder in vain, they can only obey obediently. If they fight hard, although Tong Zhaobin is no match, the Xianyuan Society and Luo Qianyan come with different magic weapons to kill, Yunxiao The entire clan must perish.
"Ancestor sympathized with Yunxiao Sect for losing a large number of elites, and wanted to support him, so he gave a few extra pills." Tong Zhaobin explained with a smile. He had a round face and big ears, which showed his good fortune.
Zheng Xuan hurriedly stood up and bowed, "Thank you, ancestor, for your love, and thank you, Vice President Tong, for your support." After that, he handed over the sword.
"Vice President Tong, can we discuss the second matter?" Zhong Xiaojie, who had always been impatient, urged.
"Well, Xue Tong killed three people in the secret realm. After investigation, Du Qingyun and Yin Teng participated in the sect's challenge. Xue Tong was not responsible for their deaths." Tong Zhaobin said.
"But how to settle the score for murdering Deputy Sect Master Luo?!" Zhong Xiaojie slapped the table, and spiritual pressure rolled out.
Xue Tong's heart tightened, Fahai shrank quickly, and he hurriedly ran the Three Yuan Jue to fight and relieve the discomfort.
The pressure suddenly eased, and Li Xing rushed away the spiritual pressure, "Elder Zhong is showing off his power in a junior place, and he is not afraid of embarrassment?"
"Hmph! Just with a few jade tokens, you said Luo Guantong killed someone. Who saw it?" Zhong Xiaojie withdrew the pressure and argued.
"Elder Zhong is just like Na Luo Guantong. If you can resist, you will resist, and if you can rely on it, you will rely on it. If you find an opportunity, you can beat him again!" Zheng Xuan frowned and said sarcastically.
When Zheng Xuan was in his early days, he had been at odds with Luo Guantong for many years. He also had no good impression of Zhong Xiaojie and his words were very rude.
Zhong Xiaojie glared, "Zheng Xuan, don't think you can talk nonsense in Chijin Peak. The jade plaque in Luo Guantong's bag might be that he killed the real murderer, so I'm just keeping it for now."
"Anyway, there is no proof, so you can be shameless and use all your possibilities to make nonsense." Zheng Xuan retorted.
"In my opinion, the possibility of what Elder Zhong said is extremely low. You must know that Du Qingyun also has dozens of jade tablets in his bag." Ka Mao interjected.
"The low probability does not mean there is no possibility!"
"The death of Liang Su, the elder of the Sword Sect, was also very strange in the past. Xue Tong was the only one present at that time. The person named Xue was very strange. I want to search to see if the boy named Xue was making up lies!" Zhong Xiaojie shouted.
"Elder Zhong wants to search?" Ka Mao asked.
"What can we uncover through the search? The things have been hidden and destroyed for a long time. We need to use soul-searching techniques to find out thoroughly!"
"Ah!" Wei Geng and all the lower-status people took a breath of cold air. Xue Tong's face turned pale and sweat broke out on his forehead. No matter whether he was searched for his body or soul, his storage ring would be exposed.
"Vice President Tong, is this what the Xianyuan Society means?" Zheng Xuan asked. It doesn't matter what Zhong Xiaojie said, Tong Zhaobin's attitude is what matters.
Tong Zhaobin was noncommittal and remained silent.
"No, Zhong Xiaojie has ulterior motives. He might take the opportunity to destroy Xue Tong." Zheng Xuan said firmly.
"It's not that maybe, but it will definitely happen!" Li Xing continued.
"Yes, how could Xianyuan do this? Xue Tong has obtained a great treasure and made great achievements. The soul-searching technique is too dangerous." Wen Ruiqian was indignant. As the master of the treasure gathering pavilion, she was extremely satisfied with Xue Tong. Intercepting half of the blood sword sect's collection and spirit stones can be regarded as a windfall.
"What? You can't trust me?"
"Of course."
"You, a mere subordinate of the sect, are so verbose, do you want to rebel?"
Zheng Xuan sneered, "It doesn't matter what sect you are, you won't be able to give orders after all!"
"Okay, shut up!" Tong Zhaobin finally broke off the quarrel.
"Why are you excited? If you really want to search for souls, I will be the one to do it, but this method is too cruel and should not be used."
Before leaving, Tong Zhaobin received a message from Luo Qianyan that the Yunxiao Sect could reward him generously, but Xue Tong had to investigate. To find out the origin of the magic weapon, did he only hand over one?
Tong Zhaobin was happy to see Zhong Xiaojie shouting about soul searching. It would be best if it happened. If it didn't, it wouldn't hinder him. He had already made a plan.
Tong Zhaobin picked up a dark metal container and said, "I'm prepared. You don't need to make any noise, just sit down. This is our association's black centipede, used to test Xue Tong."
Everyone in Yunxiao was silent and looked embarrassed.
The Black Centipede test is often used to torture evildoers, but it was difficult for Xue Tong to accept it. The matter had reached such a stage that it was inconvenient to refute, and everyone was so ashamed that no one wanted to speak.
Only Zhong Xiaojie lightly twirled his beard, his face full of pride.
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"It's okay to give it a try. I hope this matter can be settled completely."
Xue Tong's voice rang out in the silent hall, surprisingly calm.
Unbeknownst to the people in the hall, Xue Tong went through an inner struggle and pressed his hand on the storage ring several times. If Zhong Xiaojie forcibly searched for the soul, would he be violent and hurt someone?
There were too many people in the hall, and it was impossible to escape. Xue Tongzhi's mind was spinning wildly, he couldn't make up his mind, and his breathing became rapid.
Just when I was feeling confused, the gray spots in my mind moved slightly, just like when I encountered the fire phosphorus python in the secret volcano.
Gray Point failed to absorb people's soul from the secret realm. After being frightened, he never behaved restlessly.
Hui Dian released his mental power to stabilize Xue Tong, and then made a strange movement for the first time, making two small bends in succession, pausing for a moment and repeating.
"Gray Point seems to have something to say, what do you mean? What do you mean!" Xue Tong racked his brains, completely unaware of the fierce quarrel that broke out in the hall...
"Nod? Do you mean nod?" Xue Tong's eyes lit up, and an idea suddenly appeared.
Gray Dot actually "nods"!
Xue Tong thought silently: "Should I use the black lacquer knife to kill me?"
The gray dot's movements changed, swaying from side to side, much like shaking his head.
"Should I agree to the Black Centipede Trial?"
Gray Point's movements were in line with expectations perfectly, and he nodded!
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"Well, I've wronged you." Tong Zhaobin comforted him.
With a flick of his fingers, the lid of the drum-shaped container was removed, revealing a small, dark mouth the size of a teacup.
Tong Zhaobin recited the mantra silently, and several rays of red light shone on the body of the container. The body of the ink drum lit up with a centipede pattern, and the whole body was bright red, lifelike. The centipede moved slightly and came to life, rustling up and down the ink drum, and the mouth of the drum went in and out.
Every time the centipede comes in and out, the color deepens until it is completely black and blends into the container. The viewer only sees a black thing swimming disgustingly on the surface of the ink drum.
Tong Zhaobin's technique changed, and a series of black lights burst into the mouth of the instrument. The black centipede speeded up and swam around, and its body's luster increased until it was dark and shiny, with a black light.
The black centipede opened its teeth and claws, as if it was ready to break away from the ink drum and pounce at any moment.
Xue Tong's scalp was numb and his heart was trembling.
Seeing that the time had come, Tong Zhaobin flicked his middle finger, and a black rune hit Xue Tong's forehead. The black centipede flew up and sank into his head!
The black centipede is actually the release of spiritual consciousness. With the help of the amplification of the ink drum instrument, it turns into a ghost of mental power. The ghost invades the subject's sea of consciousness, detects fluctuations in thoughts, and detects subtle changes in brain power.
A large black centipede rushed into the crystal clear void-like sea of consciousness. Xue Tong felt a pain in his head, and his consciousness immediately reacted. A hazy fluorescence gathered in the sea of consciousness, trying to wrap the centipede.
The black centipede opened its mouth and spat out black light, darkening the void in the sea of consciousness. The centipede waved its beard and whipped up the fluorescent light. The fluorescent light could not withstand it and retreated steadily. The black light smeared most of the consciousness like ink. ocean.
Xue Tong's eyes became dim and his body was trembling.
Everyone in Yunxiao looked at each other miserably. The black centipede was pure in color, ferocious in shape, and the coldness it exuded was terrifying. Xue Tongru refused to submit obediently. The more fierce the resistance, the greater the damage to his mind.
The black centipede did not stop. The scales on its body were squirming layer by layer. The centipede's legs were rising and falling, crawling in the sea of consciousness. Xue Tong's conscious consciousness tried his best to avoid it, lest it stick to it.
Xue Tong's consciousness retreated and he gave up his resistance. When Tong Zhaobin asked him, if he lied and his brain waves were abnormal, the black centipede would bite the fluorescent light, severely damaging Xue Tong's sanity.
A slight connection with his spiritual consciousness made Tong Zhaobin realize that the black centipede had occupied Xue Tong's sea of consciousness and was swimming happily in the sea.
"Xue Tong, let me ask you, did you find the magic weapon?"
"Yes" Xue Tong answered mechanically like a puppet.
As soon as Xue Tong's answer came out, the black centipede stopped and then continued to swim as if nothing had happened.
"Well, it seems there's no nonsense..." Tong Zhaobin expressed satisfaction.
