Upon hearing this, Shi Cheng laughed: "This is natural. Sect Master, you reprimand your disciples, so I can't interfere, but Chief Feng's identity is not only your disciple, she is also a member of Tianxuan Sect. chief."
"Just asking Chief Feng to kneel here would be a disservice to our Tianxuan Sect, wouldn't it? What's more, Chief Feng has made a great contribution this time."
Hearing this, Sword Lord Qingheng asked back: "A fake spiritual heart, does this count as a great achievement? Elder Shi, I don't care about you, but - don't go too far, this is my business!"
"metropolitan--"
Unexpectedly, Shi Cheng also raised his voice: "Chief Feng is the chief of the entire Tianxuan Sect, how come this is the matter of the sect leader alone? The sect master is so arbitrary and authoritative, doesn't he even ask us old guys?"
Hearing this, Sword Lord Qingheng's eyes were slightly cold.
There has always been a struggle for power within the Tianxuan Sect, and it is divided into several factions, all based on each peak. However, since Sword Lord Qingheng, as the sect leader, broke through to the stage of becoming a god, he has become the target of public criticism.
The various factions that were originally fighting for power have all united together after Qingheng Sword Lord's breakthrough. After all, Tianxuan Sect's resources are limited.
——Whoever has more will naturally have less.
But the only trouble is that Sword Lord Qingheng did break through to the stage of becoming a god and took the lead in terms of strength, but just like the masters of the big forces united, they could almost kill Sword Lord Qingheng.
His strength is stronger, but not strong enough to crush everything.
With this group of highly respected elders united by a group of elders whose strength is only one step behind him, Qingheng Sword Lord can also be eaten by ants.
Thinking of this, Sword Lord Qingheng slowly calmed down his anger and asked: "In that case, I would like to ask Chief Feng, why is the one sent back by the spiritual heart heart a fake?"
"Fake?"
Feng Qingwu looked shocked: "How is this possible!"
Qingheng Sword Lord looked at her: "I also want to ask this question."
But even if Sword Master Qingheng looked at him like this, Feng Qingwu, who dared to cause trouble, was certainly not guilty. She was clearly the culprit, but she acted even more pitifully than the victim: "This, this can't be fake. …”
"But I have tested it, and it is indeed true."
"Master, do you mean to say that the disciple risked his life, traveled in such a big circle, and almost died in the hands of those ambushes, just to send a fake spiritual heart back to the sect!"
Feng Qingwu fought back, playing the role of anger, coldness and disbelief vividly, and his momentum was not inferior to that of Sword Lord Qingheng.
Even Mu Jiuke, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but want to applaud her.
"Amazing……"
"If I hadn't known everything, I would have thought that this stupid woman didn't know anything. This woman's mouth is as good as a liar."
Even Shi Cheng echoed a few words; "Yes, Sect Master, what you said is a bit too much. We have seen what Chief Feng has done for the Sect over the years. How could she make a fake Come back?"
"Really? Then tell me what happened."
Qingheng Sword Lord said with a cold face and a deep voice.
Feng Qingwu seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly said: "Speaking of this, I remembered that Song Jinxi had to intervene in this matter and bumped into Jiangzicheng. I'm afraid... with her Making trouble."
Hearing this, Sword Lord Qingheng said: "But - from what I heard from Jiang Zicheng, it seems that you and Song Jinxi have joined forces."
As a result, Feng Qingwu smiled bitterly.
"Master, what kind of temperament does Song Jinxi have? Everyone in this younger generation knows it. How can she really be willing to help me when I'm in such a state of desperation? She has always been a strong-willed person, so who do I think she is now?"
"I'm afraid, she took advantage of the people from Duobao Pavilion to give away the things, and then found a way to switch the things, and then replaced them with fake spiritual heart."
"And she just wants to cheat me out of the opportunity."
Hearing this, Sword Lord Qingheng raised his eyes: "Where is that thing?"
Feng Qingwu lowered his eyes and pretended to be melancholy: "We were attacked on the way. She came out to fight off the enemy and killed everyone. In the end... of course she took away the things and didn't get anything. It was a trip in vain. …”
"Really there is nothing?"
"What do you think, Master?"
Hearing Sword Master Qingheng's doubtful question, Feng Qingwu also asked directly back, saying word by word: "Master should also know what Song Jinxi's temperament is. She is a domineering person, so of course this opportunity belongs to her."
"If the disciple hadn't picked up some leftovers, there would be no chance of breaking through to the foundation building stage, but... compared to the huge opportunity, the disciple just used some leftovers from Song Jinxi..."
She spoke pitifully and sadly, as if she had been bullied.
Song Jinxi, who was far away and had just peeled off a layer of dragon skin, said... Feng Qingwu, what you said is really presumptuous.
However, when Feng Qingwu took the initiative to expose his cultivation level in the foundation building period, it was able to dispel the doubts in the minds of the two people. But the most important thing is - Sword Lord Qingheng's eyes fell on Mu Jiuke, seeming to Examiningly.
He knew very well what Feng Qingwu was looking for this time.
If there is any harvest, it must be on the body of this ferocious beast.
However, when Sword Master Qingheng found that there was no difference between Mu Jiuke's size and the strength of his aura, he couldn't help but frown.
'Is what Feng Qingwu said true? '
'Was it really possible that this lunatic Song Jinxi had his head cut off? '
Mu Jiuke, on the other hand, lay lazily on the ground and let Sword Master Qingheng look at him. He didn't care at all: "If you can see the true nature of me, you are not just an ordinary ant in the transformation stage. What a joke."
When Sword Master Qingheng was silent, Feng Qingwu asked: "Master, does the disciple need to explain anything else, or should I say -"
"What the Master said is not that opportunity?"
These suggestive words seemed to indicate that she knew something, but they seemed to be unintentional. However, they attracted Shi Cheng's curious eyes, and Sword Lord Qingheng's heart suddenly sank.
Everything he did to Feng Qingwu could not be made public.
Especially what's inside the brocade box...
If Shi Cheng was not here, it would be better for Sword Lord Qingheng to ask, but now that he is here, any question will easily reveal flaws.
Each of these old guys wanted to catch him at his fault, and then cut a layer of oil and water from his sect master's lineage, and then filled their own "stomach" like a wild dog. Persevere.
'This Feng Qingwu is really not as useful as before...'
Qingheng Sword Master cursed secretly in his heart, but he suppressed all emotions on his face and turned into the cold-faced Sword Master again. Before Shi Chengwen could speak, he interrupted: "It's nothing. In that case, forget it."
He finally suffered this loss...
However, just when Sword Master Qingheng was about to let Feng Qingwu go back, unexpectedly it was now Feng Qingwu's turn to refuse to let him go——
"Master, is this how you resolve the matter of the spiritual heart?"
