"Amitabha, Senior Brother Daoxuan, please listen to me!" "Teacher, calm down!" Two voices sounded one after the other, and suddenly there was a stir in Qingyun Sect, and everyone was in an uproar. Daoxuan Zhenren's cultivation is as high as heaven and earth, and he has been in charge of Qingyun Gate for hundreds of years, and his power is unparalleled. Unexpectedly, someone dared to stop him today. Everyone was surprised and couldn't help but look at the speaker. I saw only two people, one was Long Xuan, and the other was Abbot Puhong of Tianyin Temple. Although Master Daoxuan was shocked by Long Xuan's words, he also expected it. However, he didn't know why Abbot Puhong, a suffering master, would speak out to protect Zhang Xiaofan. He took a breath and nodded slightly to Master Puhong: "Master, what advice do you have?" Master Puhong shook his head slightly, and the speed of turning the beads in his hand suddenly accelerated, and he sighed softly: "Senior Brother Daoxuan, this matter involves me. The two factions have kept secrets, and Master Zhang may have something to hide, so it¡¯s better for us to wait and see in private" "The Master is wrong!" Suddenly, in the casual cultivator camp where Master Pu Hong was standing, there was a thin-faced man. , the tall and sinister old man suddenly spoke, interrupting Master Puhong¡¯s words. Seeing the attention of everyone present, he sneered twice: "Since the head of Daoxuan has decided to put this son on trial in front of us, he should naturally give me an explanation. Do Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple claim to be the authentic sect in the world? , Is there any secret that cannot be revealed?" He paused, then raised a cold and contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said in a sinister voice: "Or maybe Master Daoxuan and Master Puhong think that we are a small cultivator. Xiao Sect, are you not qualified to bear this witness?" As soon as these heart-breaking words came out, the faces of both the chief elders of Qingyun and the eminent monks of Tianyin Temple suddenly turned ugly. Long Xuan snorted coldly: "What Taoist Master Jingtao said is interesting. Since our Qingyun Sect dares to publish hero posts widely and invite you to come to Qingyun Mountain to testify, I will naturally give you an explanation." His face was indifferent, his eyes were like swords, and he was fierce. Taking a step forward, invisible sword energy surged out, and the temperature in the Yuqing Palace almost instantly dropped to freezing point. He took a deep look at Taoist Jingtao and said calmly: "It's just that I, the Qingyun Sect, have been pure since I was pure. The reputation that has been accumulated for thousands of years cannot be ruined by those clowns!" The Taoist was furious when he heard this and stood up. But looking at the cold-faced Long Xuan, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He never dared to take action. He sneered and said: "Okay, okay! The sword master is so majestic and powerful. I am no match for you. But I don't know if you guys Can the Qingyun Sect stop the mouths of the people of this world?" Long Xuan didn't say anything anymore, but in a moment, the sword energy swelled around him became ten times or a hundred times stronger, and the atmosphere in the place suddenly became tense. the point. At this time, Master Daoxuan suddenly shouted: "Xuan'er, don't be rude!" Long Xuan paused, glanced at his mentor with the same ugly expression, sighed softly, withdrew his sword power, and slowly Sit down. When Master Daoxuan saw Long Xuan retracting his hand, he turned to Taoist Jingtao: "Brother Jingtao, don't worry. You have come all the way, and I, Qingyun, will naturally give you an explanation!" Taoist Jingtao had no intention of giving up. He glanced at Zhang Xiaofan who was kneeling in the middle of the hall, laughed sinisterly, and suddenly took out a thin sheepskin scroll from his arms and said: "I don't blame Jingtao for making trouble, it's just that this kid has some connections with the Demon Cult." , If we cannot find out one by one, I am afraid that our righteous path in Shenzhou will be overthrown in the future!" "What?" When Taoist Jingtao said this, it was shocking to all the disciples of Tianyin Temple and Qingyun Sect! There was an uproar. Even Zhang Xiaofan, who was kneeling on the ground without saying a word, suddenly raised his head, his face full of fear and bewilderment, and lost his voice: "No, I'm not" Tian Buyi's pupils shrank, angry. Ji responded with a smile: "Taoist Jingtao, what is your intention to frame my disciple Qingyun out of thin air?" Taoist Jingtao glanced at Tian Buyi, with a sarcastic look on his face, and said, "What do you mean by framing me out of thin air? How dare a poor Taoist say that? Of course there is evidence. Why is Mr. Tian so excited? Could it be that Mr. Tian had a hand in colluding with the demon sect? " Tian Buyi's eyebrows stood up, he was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. "Ouch!" Like a dragon roaring, the Red Flame Fairy Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the light on the sword burned like a flame, reflected in his eyes: "What did you say, do you have the guts to say it again?" As the words came out, , he stepped down hard, and a light black footprint suddenly appeared on the green brick floor of Yuqing Palace, as if it had been burned by fire. At this moment, Taoist Cangsong, who was sitting on top of Tian Buyi, suddenly coughed. He first gave Taoist Jingtao a subtle wink, and after the latter returned a look of understanding, he stretched out his hand to hold him. Tian Buyi, who was filled with murderous intent, said: "Junior Brother Tian, ??please stay here. Since Taoist Master Jingtao said that he has evidence in his hand, we might as well ask him to take out the evidence and check it first. After all, the demon sect's actions are unpredictable, and we have to wait. Be careful!" Tian Buyi narrowed his eyes, but there wasHe emitted a sharp light and said: "Can't you see it yet? Jingtao is obviously just messing around and framed and framed? According to what he said, you don't need to check anymore, just put me and my incompetent disciple together." And be executed as a spy of the Demon Cult!" Taoist Cangsong opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly he choked. Tian Buyi has a high level of cultivation and has served as the leader of Dazhu Peak for more than a hundred years. He is also a first-class figure in China and is quite powerful in the entire righteous camp. Today, he was slandered as a spy of the Demon Sect by a mere casual cultivator. No wonder he was so angry that he couldn't calm down! At this moment, Master Daoxuan finally intervened: "Since Taoist Master Jingtao has evidence, let's present the evidence first." He took a deep look at Taoist Jingtao, his face suddenly turned as cold as frost, and he said in a cold voice: "If the evidence is true, I, the Qingyun Sect, will naturally give an explanation to my colleagues in the world!" "Jingtao obeys the decree of the real person!" Taoist Jingtao responded loudly. When he lowered his head, there was a twinkle in his eyes. The passing cold light disappeared immediately, and he stood up from his seat, holding the sheepskin scroll and walking towards Daoxuan Master step by step. Long Xuan frowned slightly. He saw all the changes in Taoist Jingtao's expression just now, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious in his heart. He hummed softly, and the Nine Heavens Purple Qi in the silent dantian suddenly began to circulate, and a light purple, undetectable vertical mark appeared between his eyebrows. Under his sky-piercing eyes, nothing could be hidden! At this time, Taoist Jingtao had already arrived at Master Daoxuan's side, bowed slightly, and handed over the parchment drawing in his hand: "Master, please take a look, the evidence is here" "Master, don't touch it!" Long Xuan suddenly said sharply. Drink, shocking the whole audience, and at the same time, he pointed his right index finger in the air, and an extremely ethereal and profound silver-white sword light shot through the air, directly cutting the sheepskin scroll into two pieces. "Xuan'er, you" Master Daoxuan's expression changed drastically, and he stood up suddenly, his eyes full of shock. "Haxaul!" Several soft sounds came, and everyone looked in surprise, only to see two constantly twisting things slowly emerging from the parchment. It was a strange centipede the size of a palm, with brilliant colors. There are actually seven branches at the tail. But at this moment, it was cut in half by Dongxu sword light, and its two bodies were still twisting and turning, shaking their heads and tails. After a long time, they finally stopped moving. Master Daoxuan came back to his senses and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He raised his left hand to form a knife and slashed in the air. A dark blue Tai Chi graphic suddenly took shape and struck Master Jingtao's chest hard, knocking him away: "Seven-tailed centipede, you are actually from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect?" At this moment, many of the chief elders of Qingyun Sect also reacted, and in the blink of an eye they surrounded Master Daoxuan. Master Cangsong took a deep breath, and his face turned pale with panic. Looking like this, he shouted: "Where is the deacon disciple? Capture this demon sect spy quickly and take him down for interrogation!" Seeing Master Cangsong deal with it like this, Master Daoxuan nodded and was about to speak, but suddenly felt a sudden feeling in his stomach. Cold, severe pain suddenly came, and the body was shaken. He turned around in disbelief and saw that Taoist Cangsong's face in front of him had changed from an anxious expression to an extremely ferocious look, with crazy flames burning in his eyes, like the karmic fire in endless purgatory! "Huh!" The heaven and earth are solemn, and the sword energy is everywhere! A green sword light slashed down in the air, Cangsong Daoist hurriedly caught it with his left hand, and the two collided. His body was shaken, and he flew out and landed in front of the door of Yuqing Palace. After a moment, a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth. , but his expression was sneering. On his right hand, he was holding a short sword. It was as crystal clear as water. You could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary sword. At this moment, the blade of the sword was covered with bloodstains, and bright red blood flowed down drop by drop from the blade, dripping onto the blue bricks of the hall. The crowd that was in chaos just now suddenly became quiet, as quiet as death. Long Xuan stood in front of Master Daoxuan, his right hand holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword trembling slightly. He stared straight at Master Cangsong and said in a hoarse voice: "MasterUncle Master, you What are you doing?" Cangsong Taoist looked at Long Xuan, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, but it passed away in an instant, and he sneered: "My good nephew, can't you see that I am plotting against your master? !" As he spoke, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his expression was filled with enthusiasm and excitement. "Master!" Qi Hao, Lin Jingyu and a group of disciples from Longshou Peak all cried, looking at him with disbelief as if they were looking at a madman. Long Xuan looked at this extremely unfamiliar Senior Uncle Cangsong with a bloodless face, and suddenly burst out laughing. He smiled and shed tears in his eyes: "Since I started my apprenticeship, I have always regarded you as my mentor and Senior Uncle Cangsong." Role model, don't dare to slack off in the path of cultivation." His laughter was shrill and cold, like madness, but with endless coldness: "But why are you doing this today, Uncle Master? Where do you put your disciples? , Where do you leave your mentor, and where do you leave my Qingyun?" Cangsong Taoist looked at him quietly and smiled coldly, with a hint of sadness in his voice.??Mocking: "Hahaha! Okay! My good nephew, today my uncle will have a debate with you in the Yuqing Palace." He suddenly turned his head and said loudly: "You, you guys," he turned to Tian Buyi, Shuiyue, Zeng Shuchang, Shang Zhengliang and other Qingyun leaders pointed over, "You all tell me in good conscience, who should sit in this position of head? Is it senior brother Wan back then, or him?" Long Xuan's body trembled, his expression changed drastically, and he almost subconsciously looked towards Master Daoxuan. Sure enough, Master Daoxuan's body trembled violently as if he had been struck by lightning. He pushed away Long Xuan's support with his hand, letting the wound bleed and dye his Taoist robe red. He slowly, step by step Walked out. One step, one blood seal. PS: The decisive battle will come soon. The next ten years will be the decade of Long Xuan¡¯s transformation, and the road to sword immortality will officially set sail! It's the end of the month. Ukiyo is asking for votes and rewards, and by the way, I'm going to promote Penguin Group, 19209780. 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