There was an eerie dead silence.
"Senior sister, what Ziguang Zhenren just meant was... that she confessed? Will she be expelled from Kunlun voluntarily?" Another male cultivator quietly transmitted a message to the female cultivator in front.
"...If I understand correctly." The female cultivator also had a strange look on her face.
At this time, someone else hurriedly sent a message to everyone,
"Everyone, news has just been sent from Jianfeng. Look at the jade slip!"
Several people in Jianfeng each took out the jade slip from the Qiankun bag and browsed through the ten lines at a glance. When they raised their heads, they couldn't help but look at each other. Some people even lowered their heads to read it carefully again and found that they had indeed read it correctly.
According to the description of fellow Jianfeng disciples who came back from the Haixi siege at that time, although Ziguang Zhenren was nominally their commander, most of the time, she locked herself in the commander's tent at the garrison, never leaving the door or taking a step forward. She is more beautiful than the ladies in the mortal world. Therefore, she didn't leave much of an impression on them, just two in total. One was that she was arrogant and arrogant, and very difficult to approach. She just ignored people on weekdays. Even if it was military affairs, she didn't care at all. She probably didn't know how to take care of it; secondly, she was squeamish. She was out on the march, but she was extremely fussy about food and clothing, and that was before she did such a thing as escaping from battle. Everyone's view of him is probably that he is an incompetent bastard with a terrible personality, irresponsible, greedy for life and fear of death, and has a strong background that makes people unable to do anything about her.
But what did they see just now? Jianfeng fellow disciples sent a message, saying that half an hour ago, Master Ziguang personally brought healing elixirs to Jianfeng Peak to apologize. His attitude was extremely low, and he even allowed a few upright fellow disciples to make sarcastic comments, even showing that he could not fight back and scolded. The attitude of not fighting back is completely different from before...
Several Jianfeng disciples said that this morning was really full of ups and downs, and their mood at this time was hard to describe.
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Everyone was shaken by this incident and their thoughts were in disarray. The first person to respond was Master Jingxiu.
"Really...a real person? This...the saying is that you can correct your mistakes after you know them. I think the attitude of the real person in admitting his mistakes is sincere. This...it's better to just..." Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he couldn't go on. He faced the sword in front of him. Several of Feng's disciples had already reacted and stared at him with burning eyes. The message conveyed was very obvious, "The parties involved have already accepted their punishment. What do you mean by continuing to cover up?!"
Master Jingxiu took a deep breath and finally decided to give up the burden. He directly used a secret voice to tell the disciples behind him: "Go to the Presbyterian Church for me immediately and tell them that they will not send anyone within a stick of incense. I will We really can only order and deal with Master Ziguang according to the law——"
"I've already done it secretly..." His apprentice sighed helplessly. He really hoped that his master's hesitant and procrastinating temper would make a decision in time. The law enforcement hall should probably be demolished!
So the three waves of people were in a strange stalemate again.
The woman under the umbrella, Ziguang Zhenren, looked calm on her face, but she also began to beat her heart quietly.
"Well, I said hold Qin. Can I really be successfully removed from Kunlun this time?" She couldn't help but use a secret voice to ask the maid next to her who was holding an umbrella for her.
"Miss, I don't think so." The maid named Baoqin answered her in a secret voice with no expression on her face.
"You said you can just call me Rong Tong...and are you so sure?"
"Okay, miss, no problem, miss." Baoqin agreed readily, as if she couldn't see her lady's speechless expression, and continued to answer seriously: "I'm so sure because, miss, you still have feelings for Kunlun." Use value."
"...Oh, then you can really see through the phenomena to see the essence." This time it was Rong Tong's turn to be expressionless.
However, as if to confirm Baoqin's words, the sound of music suddenly floated down from the sky. Rong Tong raised her head in surprise. With her current eyesight, she could see a group of honor guards coming down here, regardless of whether they were holding up There were men and women carrying prayer flags, lanterns or fans. All of them were gorgeously dressed and had good-looking faces. There were seven or eight people in the middle carrying a Ziyun chariot. As for the chariot being carried, it was wrapped in a ball of five-color flowers. In the light, she couldn't see clearly the true face of Mount Lu. After just a few glances, she felt dizzy, her soles became weak, and she couldn't hold on.
Baoqin gave her a secret support from behind, "It's still time, it's the people from the Presbyterian Church who are here."
While he was talking, the ground was already full of people prostrating themselves, and even the few Jindan sword cultivators from Jianfeng who dared to kick their noses and faces at Yuan Yingqi knelt straight down. Seeing Master Jingxiu also lifting up his robe and kneeling down, Rong Tong thought to himself that although it was rumored that the Elders Council had always been very protective of her, she should not be too arrogant at this juncture. It is always right to be careful, so she also Follow the gourd and draw the scoop, pull the piano and kneel on the ground.
Only her knees bent down, and a soft force immediately lifted her up. So she could only watch in embarrassment as Baoqin knelt down smoothly, leaving her alone and stiff in place, standing out from the crowd.
The ceremonial guard was divided into two rows before landing. Only the Ziyun chariot was carried to Rong Tong. When the five-color light dispersed, she realized that there was no one on the chariot, but a huge bronze mirror standing on it. A blurry figure is reflected in the mirror, with his hair in a triangular bun, the rest of his hair hanging down to his waist, and wearing a high crown with flowing light. Judging from her hairstyle and body shape, she seems to be a woman. Even if it is just an image, Rong Tong still inevitably feels a huge pressure, as if a huge mountain range lies in front of a small traveler. Even if it is silent, its existence is telling you that you can't get past it. .
"I have met Mr. Yuan, please give me peace of mind." Rong Tong calmed down and bowed sincerely.
"Forget the formality. You don't have to be so restrained in front of us." As expected, a female voice came from the mirror. Although her voice was as clear and clear as that of a woman in her twenties, her tone was as casual as that of an older person. Slowly, even an ordinary greeting seems to hammer every word into people's hearts.
Rong Tong was a little nervous. She had met very few Kunlun elders. Most of them had just met and said a few words of agreement, and she could use her injuries to withdraw. And she was sure that she had never met this female elder before. She didn't understand the other party's approach at the moment, so she could only say yes vaguely.
"Speaking of which, the injury on your waist is very serious. It is better to support more generals on weekdays. Tianbao Pavilion is far away from the Law Enforcement Hall. I heard that you came here to ride the wind. The wind is strong in the sky, so be careful of the cold air entering your body, lest you The injuries are getting worse...Oh, by the way, don't you have a Qingshuang Sword? Why don't you wield a sword?" The person in the mirror seems to be completely unconcerned about the occasion. He is playing music and carrying an eight-carriage sedan, but he has just managed to survive a thousand miles away. A mirror came up, and in front of the Kunlun disciples who were kneeling down, they chatted with her as if nothing had happened.
Rong Tong felt a huge pressure. Oh my god, boss, are you really caring about me? Or are you going to roast me on the fire?
"Back to Yuanjun, this junior has been practicing for more than half a year and feels that his body and bones have become much stronger. Thank you Yuanjun for your concern. As for Qingshuang, it blocked a disaster for me half a year ago, but now the sword body has been destroyed."
"Sword Spirit Protector? It's a pity that a peerless sword is missing." The person in the mirror sighed slightly, "Well then, I have a sword here called 'Liuhuang Huijing', although it is not as good as your original one. The green frost was made from the heavenly dragon bones drawn by your mother clan, but it was also forged by me from the mines of Tongshan Mountain and quenched by eighty-one streaks of heavenly fire. The sword spirit in the sword has been in shape for more than three hundred years. You can take it first Go ahead and make do with it."
The name of the sword is "Liuhuang Huijing"... Rong Tong has the impression that it is the name of Taizhen Yuanjun, Huanxu's later major cultivator, who commands all the female disciples in Kunlun? Worshiping the elders is like a morning and evening homework for Kunlun disciples. As for Chinese painting, most women's faces look the same, so wearing a flowing yellow waist and wielding a sword has become a symbol of identifying Taizhen Yuanjun.
...Wait, what did she just say? Do you want to give your vaginal discharge to yourself? ! ! !
The surface of the mirror surged like water, and a long sword was pushed in front of her. The scabbard was dark, and the armor was gilded with silver. It was very gorgeous, and it really looked like the usual pomp of the woman in the mirror.
Rong Tong hurriedly caught the fallen sword, feeling it was heavy in her hand, "Thank you Yuanjun for showing me your love, but I can't help it -" In shock, she couldn't even maintain a straight expression on her face, and turned to The direction of tears began to twist.
"You don't have to be separated from me. This time you narrowly escaped death, but it was our negligence. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you must tell us in time. If we can make the decision, we will definitely make the decision for you." Taiyuan Zhenjun said seriously. Di said to her: "So don't talk about leaving Kunlun again in the future. When your mother entrusted you to our Kunlun, she probably didn't want to see such a scene now, right?"
"No... In the battle of Haixi, this junior's crime is unforgivable. Kunlun's laws were set by our respected master. Nothing this junior can say can absolve him of this responsibility..." Rong Tong tried hard to explain the situation.
"What crime can you have?!" Taizhen Yuanjun interrupted her words with a tone that left no room for doubt. Huanxu's mountainous pressure suddenly overflowed, even if it was just a reflection in the mirror. No matter what, everyone present still couldn't help but feel it was hard to breathe. The low-level foundation-building and early-stage disciples were already in a shaky posture.
"Zhenzi Guangzhen was attacked by Qiongsang monks in Haixi who were still in the void stage. She was almost seriously injured and died. She is the victim. What can she do?" The coercion of the returning stage swept the scene around,
"Do you all present have any doubts?"
The disciples from Jianfeng all looked pale, their lips trembled, and it was difficult to speak. Looking carefully at the cracks on the ground where they were kneeling, it was obvious that Lord Tai Zhen Yuan was targeted. This style perfectly explains what "high-pressure rule" means.
Rong Tong looked gloomy and defeated, Mr. Tai Zhen Yuan was so powerful! I have worked hard to establish an image of someone who has repented of my past mistakes, and I have cleared my eyes and thought there was a way out. With just a few words, you successfully pulled me back into this pirate ship of your exploiting class.
"You have misunderstood Mr. Yuan. I cannot escape the condemnation of my conscience..." She tried to defend with difficulty.
However, this suffocating pressure still had no tendency to dissipate, which seemed to imply that this was not the answer she was waiting for.
"Ah... Well, I suddenly feel that the injury on my waist has not healed yet. I really need to rest for a while. I will go back to Tianbao Pavilion now."
In desperation, Rong Tong had no choice but to compromise.
"That's it." The pressure finally disappeared in an instant. From the corner of his eye, Rong Tong saw that most of the Jianfeng disciples couldn't hold up and suddenly fell to the ground. He let out a long sigh in his heart. He originally wanted to repair a wave of interpersonal relationships first. , now it’s better, the relationship was not good in the first place, and now it’s even worse.
"I'm back, you should go back and cultivate as soon as possible!" As soon as he finished speaking, the image of Lord Tai Zhen Yuan disappeared. The attendants took up the chariot sedan again and slowly rose into the sky. The sound of music resounded through the mountains again until they were high in the sky and no one could be seen anymore.
The morning of this day will probably be labeled by many people as a bad year and not suitable for travel. The Law Enforcement Hall, which has always been aloof and transparent, welcomed uninvited guests one after another, each with a bigger background than the last. During this period, the tense atmosphere and the sudden turn of events almost brought together a group of low-level monks and their honest and useless hall. The Lord's courage was broken; the young sword cultivators from Jianfeng, who were still full of enthusiasm when they came and believed themselves to be righteous, had to humiliatingly bow down to the privileged class for the first time. Their blood was half cold, and they were all in a daze when they returned, doubting their faith.
The most aggrieved person was Rong Tong, who was dragged to experience the warmth of a big boss. She had to apologize to Master Jingxiu and those Jianfeng disciples again - of course the former was frightened by her "I'm sorry" and ran away directly, while the latter never wanted to accept her love again. Rong Tong They must not apologize to their master and send him medicine again in the future...
Of course, these are secondary. Importantly, this announced that her first plan - to be removed from Kunlun, also known as "leave this main plot map while you can", was a complete failure.
