[Chapter 1, Volume 1]

Section 450

"Yes, if he is not sentenced to death, it will be difficult to convince the people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Xia Shan frowned, his tone was cold, if this matter was stopped, he would lose face in the future, become the laughing stock of others, and would not be able to gain a foothold in the door.

"It's okay to punish him, but if you privately ordered your disciple to send this son to prison, shouldn't you punish him according to the rules of the door to set an example!" Master He's eyes lit up, and he said in a somewhat cold tone.

"Hell Abyss? Has this kid entered the abyss? ”

Hearing He Feng's words, the elders in the hall suddenly turned pale, and suddenly looked at the young people in the hall with incredible eyes.

They know what a dangerous place the hell is!

"This is Zhang Ting's and the others' opinions, and the old man doesn't know it." The corners of Xia Shan's eyes twitched slightly, and he immediately said with a sinking face.

"How dare they touch this without your orders?" He Feng tapped his fingers on the arm of the chair, frowned, and said sharply.

"I have no grievances with this son, how can I harm him?" Xia Shan refused.

"This is what your disciple himself said, how can you quibble?" Han Yu's face was gloomy, and with a finger of his finger, a magic seal shook the air, and in an instant, the scene that the Divine Void Cultivator said about this matter was the scene indicated by Xia Shan, and it was clearly presented in front of everyone.

"It turns out that it's really Elder Xia's intention!"

"This kid really entered the prison abyss?"

Seeing that scene, the other elders suddenly changed color, still a little hard to believe that this young man could come out alive after entering the prison abyss.

"Xia Shan, what else do you have to say?" He Feng said coldly.

The other elders who supported Xia Shan suddenly fell silent, and at this time, He Zhangjiao wanted to protect this young man, and they were just bored with their own words.

"This is just an expedient measure by Li Xian to survive, how can it be taken seriously?" Xia Shan arched his hand, and said in an unkind tone, "Master Zhangjiao, if you must favor this son in this matter, the old man does not dare to have any objections, but in the future, the ancestors of Huatianmen will abide by the rules of the door for thousands of years, and my sect will probably decline." ”

The cold words fell from Xia Shankou, and the big hat that came out after him made Dehe Fengdu take a deep breath.

"I think this son should be sentenced to capital punishment to set an example, otherwise it will be difficult to establish a door style and raise the prestige of my Huatian." A silver-bearded old man raised his eyebrows slightly and said lightly.

Hearing this person's words, the elders in the hall couldn't help frowning, this person was a strong man who had condensed into a palace, and he was among the few great elders, and the weight of those words was not light.

"Master Zhangjiao, this son should be punished for his life, it is said that this son is a repeat offender at the beginning of the elders, such a disciple will not be tolerated." Liu Lan's eyes were a little gloomy and said, now he naturally will not let go of this opportunity to fall into the well.

"There are many talented people, but they can't be connived at because of this, this son deserves to be put to death."

Suddenly, those echoes said to He Feng one after another as if they were forcing the palace.

This kind of momentum made the elders who stood up for it couldn't help but show a trace of embarrassment, the rules in this sect are inviolable!

Call!

He Feng took a deep breath, although he had absolute rights as the head of the sect, he could not ignore the opinions of other elders, after all, the strong development of a sect did not depend on the support of one person, it needed the support of a huge force.

Seeing that even He Feng was full of embarrassment, the corners of Han Yu's mouth slightly revealed a sneer, but that heart was already cold at this time, and when the blood surged, a monstrous killing intent emerged, and an impulse to destroy the world quietly grew in his bones.

"Elder Feng, what do you think?"

After taking a deep breath, He Feng's eyes sank, and his gaze fell on Feng Jiyuan, who had been silent and seemed to have no concern about this matter.

Brush!

At this time, the other elders couldn't help but fall their eyes on this man who had caused a sensation in the entire Tiannan, and many people still didn't dare to take this person's opinion lightly.

"This son, don't move!"

Feng Jiyuan's slightly drooping eyelids slowly lifted, there was still no trace of emotional fluctuations on his face, and simple words came out of his mouth, and the undoubted tone made many people's faces sink, this person has such a tough attitude, this matter is probably a little troublesome.

"I'm afraid, this matter is not up to you alone, there must be a reason!" The silver-haired old man said tepidly, and he didn't seem to be afraid of Feng Jiyuan.

The others couldn't help pursing their lips, and their eyes fell on Feng Jiyuan, waiting for his answer.

He Feng frowned slightly, and there was also a little expectation in his eyes, and it was no longer a matter of punishing the young man at such a level, and it had violated his majesty.

Imagine that a dignified sect wants to protect a disciple, but is hindered by many elders, if it continues for a long time, what is his status?

"I will be above others and will not be dictated by men."

Han Yu's eyes were cold, and the heart of a strong man was deeply rooted in his bone marrow, if he had enough strength, why did he have to stand here, like a clown, enduring everyone's fingers?

"Han Yu will show you your Luan Spirit Knife to the elders!" A sneer rose at the corner of Feng Jiyuan's mouth, and the corners of his eyes rolled up, and he said to Han Yu.

"Luan Spirit Knife?"

Han Yu's eyes showed doubts, but he saw Feng Jiyuan's eyes looking at each other, and then his palm shook, and the treasure knife containing a breathing aura appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"Luan Spirit Knife? What is this guy going to do? The elders in the hall were all puzzled, and their eyes swept back and forth between the young man and Feng Jiyuan.

"This guy, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?"

Xia Shan's brows furrowed tightly, and when he saw the sneer on the corner of Feng Jiyuan's mouth, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, this person rarely had such mood swings!

"When did this Ji Yuan love to sell Guanzi?" He Feng was slightly puzzled, and immediately, the light in his eyes couldn't help but look at the palm of the young man in the hall.

Call!

The treasure knife was in his hand, and there was a breathtaking aura spreading, and suddenly those elders in the hall couldn't help but breathe tightly, and their brows furrowed, "This thing seems to be a good treasure?" ”

Slightly surprised, everyone immediately turned their eyes to the Luan Spirit Knife that suddenly appeared in Han Yu's hand.

"This knife has a pure texture, the seal carving is simple, it is a rare treasure, and it should be the supreme spiritual treasure." Some of the elders glanced at the Luan Spirit Knife, and then said with a slight fiery voice.

These kinds of treasures are extremely rare in the hands of those Upanishads practitioners, and only those who have encountered great opportunities have the opportunity to obtain them.

"Elder Feng, I've also seen this knife, you should have an explanation!" Xia Shan frowned, and said a little breathlessly.

"Yes, it's just a supreme spirit treasure, what's so strange?" The silver-haired elder glanced at the Luan Spirit Knife lightly, and said disapprovingly, this kind of treasure is very rare in the hands of ordinary mysterian cultivators, but as a cultivator of the Ning Mansion Cheng Palace, he happens to have a spiritual treasure of this level.

"Supreme Spirit Treasure?" Feng Jiyuan sneered, "Wait, please look at this knife, between the handle of the knife!" ”

"Signed!"

The elders were slightly surprised, they were all taken by the momentum of this knife, so they didn't pay attention to anything else, and their eyes were just looking towards the hilt of the knife.

"Is it because of those two words?" Han Yu was also slightly surprised, and his eyes also fell on the handle of the knife, where there was the word snowy!

The word snow is vigorous and powerful, and the writing is concise, and it seems to have a breathtaking momentum bursting out, but there is no other mystery.

"Snowy!"

The eyes of the other elders were all focused on the Luan Spirit Knife, and when they saw those two words, their eyes suddenly froze, and their pupils shrank, revealing a strange expression on their faces, which was almost similar to seeing a ghost.

One by one, his eyes fell on the hilt of the knife, and the two concise words on it seemed to have a magical power, which made the expressions of the elders in the hall stiffen, and the pupils of their eyes suddenly constricted.

"Snowy? Could it be...? He Feng's sitting figure stood up, and when his eyes fell on those two words, there were turbulent waves.

After a while, He Feng looked at him with an incredible look on his face, and the young man with the knife muttered, "This kid, how can he have this knife?" Could it be that he is from the snowy region? It's just that how could the people of the snowy region be here? ”

Suddenly, countless doubts passed through He Feng's mind, however, when he was puzzled by this, the exclamation of the elders in the hall was even more incomprehensible.

"How is this possible, this must be a coincidence, how can this son have anything to do with the snowy region?"

Xia Shan's slightly obese figure trembled, as if he had been struck by lightning, his body leaned limply on the chair, and his words were questioning, but he couldn't erase the shock in his heart.

The inscription on the seal engraved on this knife is extremely exquisite, and even he, a cultivator of the Yin God Realm, has never seen it in the ancient books of Huatianmen, so it can be seen that the provenance of this knife must be extraordinary.

"Guys, do you want to punish this son?" The corners of Feng Jiyuan's mouth provoked a hint of a cold smile, and his eyes looked towards the shouting elders in the hall.

"It's... The fact that this son has this knife does not mean anything. ”

The silver-haired old man pursed his lips, his eyes were a little evasive, but his tone was obviously not as tough as before.

The sudden change in the attitude of the silver-haired old man, the elders in the hall did not have a trace of ridicule, at this time, the elders who threatened to punish this young man, the palms of the clenched hands were pinched with a handful of sweat, and their lips were pursed, and they did not dare to spit out a word, which showed how big a wave the word Snow Land set off in the hearts of these people.

"Han Yu, where did you get this knife from?" He Feng took a deep breath, tried to calm the vibration in his heart, and said solemnly.

"This knife is my mother's belonging." Han Yu hesitated slightly, and then said.

"What your mother left behind?" He Feng's eyes dew in contemplation.

"His mother?" The elders in the hall couldn't help but hold their breath, and there were all kinds of strange lights in their eyes, and they all fell into deep thought.

"Where is your mother from? Where is it now? ”

He Feng couldn't help but ask, all this is really a bit illogical, even if it is a little rude, he has to ask this question to solve the doubts in his heart.

"My mother was separated when I was born, and I don't know where I was, but I left this knife so that I could find her in the past."

Han Yu's eyes were hazy, and a feeling of longing that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time suddenly gushed out at this time, and he murmured in his heart, "I don't know where my mother is, how is my father doing?" ”

Hearing Han Yu's words, the elders in the hall were all thoughtful, and when their eyes fell on the young man, there was an inexplicable fear that swept by, "This son is from a poor family, if it weren't for this origin, it would be difficult to achieve today's achievements." ”

After secretly confirming this matter, the elders were silent.