The Dharma Hall has always given people a solemn and solemn feeling, and in the past, unless the disciples of the main hall were not willing to come here, and even if they passed by occasionally, they hurried by, and rarely spoke.

However, today, the outside of the Dharma Hall is very lively, and it is not much more than a street market, and there are more than 1,000 people at a glance, but even so, there are still disciples gathering here.

Outside the Fa-rectification Hall, more than 20 teachers led by Feng Zhiqiang were full of indignation, looking at the Fa-rectification Hall with the door closed, showing helplessness from time to time.

Although Zhong Yi has a special identity, he is only a disciple after all, and at this time he is standing in front of many disciples, like a leader.

It's just that Zhong Yi's face is not very good-looking, and he was really surprised that the Fa Hall was closed, after all, Mo Chengqian was just an ordinary disciple, how could it be worth the Fa Hall to be right with so many people?

"Teacher Bai, isn't you afraid of the mansion master's guilt when doing things like this in the Fa Palace?"

"Bai Lin, we have the ability to open the door, we just want to get justice for Yue Ming, why don't we close the door?"

“............”

The teacher, led by Feng Zhiqiang, yelled at the Dharma Hall, but the door was still closed and there was no response.

"The Fa-rectification Hall has always been fair and just, but I didn't expect to shield the murderer today, which is really disappointing to us, if we don't give us an explanation today, we won't leave!"

Beside Zhong Yi, a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks roared in a thick voice, and his face was red.

"I'm not leaving!"

“......”

Many disciples shouted along, and the crowd was furious, and the sound was so loud that it could be heard even outside the school.

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man looked at Zhong Yi, and when he saw that the other party nodded with satisfaction, his eyes suddenly became excited, and he once again worked hard to incite everyone.

In the Fa-rectification Hall, Bai Lin and the five teachers sat together, and thousands of disciples stood at the bottom, their eyes full of anger.

"Teacher, when has our Dharma Hall been bullied like this?"

"Yes, teacher, why do we need them to dictate to our Dharma Hall, let alone put pressure on us like this?"

"Teacher, let's go out and teach them a good lesson!"

“............”

Many disciples looked at Bai Lin and the other teachers.

"The hall master has his own opinions on this matter, you just need to do what you are told. Bai Lin shook his head and sighed, it really never happened today, and he also felt extremely aggrieved.

But if you really go out, there will be a lot of noisy people, and in case of conflict, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Teacher Bai, why do we want to protect Mo Chengqian?"

"That's right, although the evidence is insufficient, he is indeed the most suspicious, and it is not worth offending so many teachers and students for him. ”

Several teachers looked puzzled, this situation has not never happened, but today's tough confrontation is indeed the first time.

Bai Lin looked at a few people and smiled bitterly: "The palace wants to protect him, and we think that the murderer is someone else." ”

"Anyone else?" the teachers were a little stunned.

"Yes, the hall master and I think it's unlikely that Mo Chengqian is the murderer. Bai Lin nodded.

"But it's not a way to go on like this, those people gather outside our Dharma Hall, which will attract more disciples and cause a very bad influence on us. A teacher frowned.

"Wait, the hall master has his own decision, maybe he has already rushed over at this time. ”

Bai Lin sighed, he also knew this situation, but if he went out with everyone at this time, who knew what would happen.

No matter where you are, there will always be someone who will be very unsociable, just like the style of the minister.

A person who has only opened two veins is basically destined to have no chance of cultivation in this life, and can only be an ordinary person.

However, the demeanor who believes in the victory of man has created a miracle, but along the way, the hardships and tribulations, cynicism and sarcasm are only known to him, so he is very lonely and unsociable.

Whether he was a disciple, wandering, or now living like a fallen leaf in an academy to teach students, he was always ostracized, always excluded, and this situation became more and more obvious as his cultivation improved.

Today's demeanor, in addition to teaching many disciples, is more often staying in his own wooden building, or playing the qin, or tasting tea, in short, he rarely goes out, and he doesn't pay much attention to the outside world.

On this day, the school was lively and quiet.

The bustle is in the distance, in the surroundings, quiet but in the area where many teachers live.

The sound of the piano is melodious, slowly drifting, there are fallen leaves dancing lightly, there is an autumn breeze blowing, there are birds rushing high and falling quickly, and there are larvae going up against the trees, wanting to look far away.

The sound of this piece is brave and refined.

The sound of this song goes against the sky.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, and a man in a brocade robe stood under the wooden building, a pair of eyes slowly opened, and a fierce momentum rose to the sky.

"It's a pity!"

The brocade-robed man shook his head and sighed, then knocked lightly on the wooden door.

"Why should the Lord of the Song Palace be polite, just enter the window and sit!"

Outside the upstairs window, there was a sound of indifference, followed by the sound of trickling water making tea.

Song Qingshan was slightly stunned, his toes were slightly on his toes, and the whole person floated up and slid into the window.

"Teacher Feng is really eclectic!" Song Qingshan sat down straight, picked up the fragrant tea and blew lightly, then said slowly.

"If you open the door, won't it tire you and me?" Feng Fengchen smiled indifferently, but there was a sense of rejection in that smile.

"Teacher Feng, why don't you finish playing that piano song?" Song Qingshan's face was full of regret, the artistic conception of that song was very profound, giving him a feeling of being in it, if he listened to it, it would greatly improve his state of mind.

"The sound of the piano is life, people are still there, and the piano has no end!" said slowly, this piano sound was created by him, but in addition to the self-created playing, this is the second time, and he himself doesn't know why he wants to play this song today.

"The people are still there, but there is no end to the piano!"

Song Qingshan muttered to himself, and the eyes that looked at Feng Fengchen became more and more different, but this also made him feel even more pity.

"Teacher Feng, the position of the deputy hall master of my Fa Hall has been vacant, when will you enter my Fa Hall?" Song Qingshan looked at Feng Feng Chen with a sincere face, even Bai Lin didn't know that he had invited Feng Feng Chen several times in private, but the other party had always refused.

"Lord Song Palace, how about my tea?" Grace Chen's expression was indifferent and he didn't answer.

"Hey, tea is good tea!" Song Qingshan didn't know what he meant, and his face was full of disappointment.

The demeanor smiled inexplicably, no longer spoke, and looked at the clouds outside the window, as if he had forgotten Song Qingshan on the side.

"Yesterday, there was a fatality in the school, a disciple was attacked and killed, and the suspect has been captured by our Dharma Temple, but we can't be sure whether the murderer is him for the time being. Song Qingshan knew that Feng Fengchen had already issued an eviction order, so he said bluntly.

"This matter is a matter of the Dharma Palace, why should the Lord of the Song Hall say it to me?" said the demeanor lightly.

"The attacker used the Heavenly Collapse Fist, I know that Mr. Feng's research on occult arts has reached the point of being supernatural, and I want Mr. Feng to look at the deceased so that he can determine whether the suspect is a murderer. Song Qingshan explained.

"Hehe, Hall Master Song thinks too highly of me. Feng Fengchen shook his head, and continued: "You better ask for another master!"

"The suspect only has the Three Realms of Qi Induction, but he defeated the disciple of the Seven Realms of Qi Induction with the Heavenly Collapse Fist, I thought he had obtained the true inheritance of Teacher Feng, but now it seems that he is afraid that I have misunderstood!" Song Qingshan shook his head and sighed, got up and left.

Feng Fengchen frowned, and instantly thought of the disciple named Mo Chengqian, and the other party seemed to be the Three Realms of Qi Induction