Chapter 773: The Golden Conch Records Hidden Evidence
"Killing Intent Supreme, you keep saying that these crimes were committed by me and Yun You, do you have any evidence?
If there is no evidence, it is slander, and is it true that the righteousness of the demons is obtained by slandering others?
Is it a day when the demon righteousness has taken a fancy to the mountain of a certain sect.
Directly say that people are evil demons and crooked ways, and then you can wipe out that sect in the name of maintaining peace and take advantage of the situation to grab the territory?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Blade Hua's mouth, Zheng Qiu still wanted to struggle when he was dying, so let him confess his guilt speechlessly in front of the cultivators of the world.
So Jian Hua said in a loud voice: "Don't talk flatteringly, of course there is evidence for these crimes, and all the disciples of the various sects who have returned from the Boundless Heavenly River, what they said is the best evidence.
Ask ......"
Zheng Qiu raised his hand and interrupted: "Slow, the evidence in your mouth is just the result of some people reversing black and white and secretly guiding."
Killing Intent Supreme, let me ask you, did you just claim that I killed the cultivator of Demon Punishment Righteousness?"
On the ground, an elder of the Thousand Strange Silver Castle flew into the air, glaring at Zheng Qiu angrily.
Pointing at his nose and shouting: "There is no doubt that you killed it, the evidence is conclusive, and you still want to deny it!"
Zheng Qiu's face did not show a look of panic, but a satisfied smile appeared, as if he had already foreseen that things would develop in this direction.
Behind the elders, Mo Junrong saw the smile on Zheng Qiu's face, and he chuckled in his heart, secretly screaming that it was not good.
Zheng Qiu deliberately led the topic in this direction, he must have been prepared for a long time, and it is estimated that he will come up with some powerful evidence to refute the charges.
But Mo Junrong couldn't imagine what Zheng Qiu would come up with, and if he couldn't think of it, he couldn't rush forward to stop the conversation.
Blade Birch had already warned him once, and he would not have the patience to warn him a second time, and then annoy him that he had no good fruit to eat.
However, when Mo Junrong hesitated, Zheng Qiu had already touched the dissolving bottle in the placket and released a magic weapon.
The artifact is the size of a palm, with the upper part made of a conch made of gold metal and the lower part a small box.
Those who were there were also well-informed, and of course they knew what it was.
This ritual instrument is the Nasheng Golden Conch, which is specially used to record sounds, and can also play back the recorded sounds.
Zheng Qiu raised the Nasheng Golden Conch, the punch blade birch shook in the distance, and then showed it in all directions.
"All the cultivators present, you have all seen that this magic weapon is a golden conch of Nasheng, which can store sounds.
And the voice in this golden snail can prove that the crimes said by the Killing Intent Supreme are all wrong!"
As soon as these words came out, the sound of chattering sounded in all directions, mixed in the continuous rain curtain as if the rain had increased.
Ge ruthlessly hugged his hands behind his back to his chest, and raised his eyebrows to reveal a look of surprise.
I didn't expect Zheng Qiu to be prepared, so don't open your mouth in this case, and see what evidence this son can come up with.
On the side, Gu Ya patted the enlightened Zilin's hand, looked at her mouth that kept opening and closing, stood on tiptoe and poked the back of Zilin's neck.
"How...... I can speak!
Senior Gu Ya, what does Zheng Qiu want to do, does he really have evidence to refute the charges?
What if the evidence fails, you should urge the owner of Ge Zhuang and ask him to help......"
Gu Ya raised her head and glared at her, and pulled the braid on the left side of Mingkong Zilin hard: "Shut up, don't talk much, otherwise I'll seal your mouth again Chinese!"
Mingkong Zilin hurriedly closed her mouth and looked at Gu Ya with blank eyes, hoping that Gu Ya could urge Ge to help ruthlessly.
Gu Ya pursed her lips and explained: "Look at you, you are in a hurry, you haven't used the sword yet, you just use your mouth."
Before the sword soldier was moved, Zheng Qiu's life would not be in danger, and besides, that kid had a special escape technique to save his life, so there should be no problem if he wanted to run. ”
Hearing Zheng Qiu's evidence to refute the charges, Ming Cheng was also happy.
But he was now in the crowd of elders, and there were still the Sect Master of the Wen Sword Sect, the Pavilion Master of the Falling Frost Pavilion and others on the side, so he couldn't show his happiness.
Blade Hua stared at the Nasheng Golden Snail in Zheng Qiu's hand for a long time, as if he was hesitating to make a move and snatch the Golden Snail over.
Zheng Qiu saw that Jian Hua's eyes had been staring at the golden snail, and he hurriedly hid the magic weapon behind his back.
He had heard that Blade Birch's Killing Intent Sword Moves were quite fast, and the sword moves were so small that they could almost be released at a glance.
The Nasheng Golden Conch is not a weapon, and it will inevitably be damaged when it is hit by the Killing Nian Sword Move, in which case there will be no evidence of his most important matter.
So Zheng Qiu shouted: "Killing Thought Supreme, what are you staring at the Nasheng Golden Conch for, do you want to break the Golden Conch?"
Do you have a weak heart, knowing that the righteousness of the devil is based on lies, and you know that the crime deducted from me is slander!"
Blade Birch hates others to provoke him the most, especially the hairy boy whose strength is much lower than his own.
With a wave of his hand, he retorted: "Nonsense!
Since there is evidence in the Nasheng Golden Snail, let it out and let everyone hear it.
I punish demons and righteousness, do not do things that violate morality, and have a clear conscience. ”
"Okay, that's what you said!"
Zheng Qiu summoned a blade of grass, urged Qi to draw the lines of the amplification spell on it, and then activated the spell and the sound conch at the same time.
The sound stored in the golden snail rumbled and roared under the effect of the amplification spell, blowing the rain curtain into circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.
"Mo Junrong, I'm here, what's the matter? Lin Zou, you're half an hour late today......
The sound of two people talking came from the golden conch, and one of them had been heard by all the Demon Punishment Righteous Qi cultivators, it was Mo Junrong, the Demon Punishment Envoy.
The other voice is unfamiliar to everyone, and it is not clear what the identity of the person named Lin Zou is, and why it appears in the recording of Jin Luo.
Behind the elders, as soon as Mo Junrong heard the voices of himself and Lin Zou appear, his heart seemed to be struck by countless bolts of lightning, and his whole face suddenly lost its blood.
"Damn, really damn it, I couldn't help but get rid of Lin Zou as a stepping stone, but I didn't expect to be put on the spot by a dead man!"
Mo Junrong's fists were clenched tightly, and he couldn't even feel his nails embedded in his palms.
"How could I make such a low-level mistake, hundreds of conversations, but I didn't even notice that Lin Zou had a golden snail hidden on his body.
It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be at all, why would I ignore the fluctuations in the power activated by the magic weapon. ”
Mo Junrong was in a state of confusion, frantically recalling every detail of his meeting with Lin Zou, trying to find out what went wrong.
Such recollections, of course, have no results.
Lin Zou was very careful when he collected the sound of the golden snail, and every time he recorded, he did not activate the magic weapon after meeting Mo Junrong, but turned it on in advance on the way.
After opening the magic weapon in advance, Lin Zou also used his own strength to make a layer of camouflage on the surface of the Nasheng Golden Conch.
In this way, even if Mo Junrong sensed the fluctuation of strength, he would think that it was the qi in Lin Zou's body and ignore the past.