Yun Tianming's already pale face has no blood at this time, the prestige of Qingyan Zhenren, that has been rumored for a long time in the cultivation world, and the cultivation is profound, even his father Yun Daofei is quite jealous, the most important thing is that Qingyan Zhenren is selfless, attaches great importance to the word justice, and handles things completely from the perspective of fairness, one thing that is widely spread in the Xiuzhen world is that his son was deceived by a friend to the land of smoke and willows, and after he learned about it, he beat his son half to death, and was confined for ten years, but his style of doing things.

At this time, hearing that the monitoring was going to be adjusted, there was a commotion in the crowd, and some people with ill intentions secretly wanted to slip away, but they found that the surrounding passages had been blocked by the disciples of the Qingshan Sect, and they could only pray in desperation.

A moment later, an LCD TV the size of a wall was pushed into the manor, Tang Shiya instructed the disciples to connect the surveillance video, and after getting the permission of Qingyan Zhenren, he turned on the TV, and suddenly, from the image of Huang Qian and the two entering the manor, the image began to play back, Yun Tianming's arrogance, playing with right and wrong and all kinds of ugliness were unobstructed in the TV, and under his encouragement, some good people jumped out and took the lead against Huang Qian, and then it was all Huang Qian's self-defense behavior, and the scene ended abruptly until the two elders appeared.

Qianqiu's old face was flushed, and he was embarrassed and thrown home, and he glanced at the white-clothed Taoist priest who distorted the truth, the white-clothed Taoist priest was so frightened that he bowed his head and didn't say a word, and Qianqiu's face was no better, let go of personal grievances, not to mention, this time it was indeed too hypocritical to do things too domineering, it was simply covering the sky with one hand, reversing black and white.

Yun Tianming's face was like ashes, and when he saw that the two Supreme Elders didn't even look at him at all, he immediately knew that the big thing was gone, and he could only resign himself to fate.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and the people with ill intentions who were secretly shouting and shouting could only be in a catastrophe at this time, and they fled to the surroundings one after another, and before they flew out of a distance of a few meters, they were captured by the masters of the Qingshan faction who had long been hiding around, and their faces were pressed in front of Qingyan Zhenren like ashes.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Qingyan Zhenren, his eyes looked into the distance, ignoring the people kneeling on the blue brick floor, his expression was sad and joyless.

"Qingyan Zhenren, the juniors are just fascinated for a while, and I ask the seniors to give the juniors another chance."

"Real person, the younger generation knows that it is wrong, please take it lightly."

"Qingyan is a real person, the younger generation has the old and the young, take pity on me."

"Qingyan, we are not considered disciples of the Qingshan Sect, you have no right to punish us at all, Daoist friends say yes?"

"yes, how did you forget about this stubble."

"Yes."

"What this Taoist friend said is very true."

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Qingyan Zhenren was still expressionless, and after some contemplation, he whispered to the disciples of the Qingshan Sect: "If you break the rules, you will have to accept the corresponding punishment, this is the eternal truth of the cultivation realm, even if you are not a disciple of the Qingshan Sect, but now you are making trouble on the territory of the Qingshan Sect, the nature is the same, bring them into the Yin Wind Valley, and imprison them for a year." ”

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people cried wolf, wanting to struggle and resist, but their bodies had been blocked, and they couldn't mobilize any aura at all, only the sound of hissing was getting farther and farther away.

"Qingyan, sooner or later you will be struck by lightning, abusing the death penalty like this, and acting in vain as a senior."

"The hateful Qingshan faction, take revenge, eradicate dissidents with the help of the Jinling Wine Club, and you must let the world see your face clearly."

"The Shaolin incident is related to your Qingshan faction, and now it seems that it is really true, despicable and shameless."

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This group of people cursed and didn't reflect on their mistakes at all, they just blindly vented their emotions, it was really sad, if the cultivation world was full of this kind of people, there would really be no hope for the Huaxia cultivation world, Huang Qian shook his head, without the slightest pity, and said with emotion.

Qingyan Zhenren looked at the culprit Yun Tianming again, and had a headache, although he was iron-faced and selfless, he did not care about the overall situation, Yun Tianming's identity was extremely special, and Taixu was one of the two giants in the cultivation realm, if he didn't handle it well, it would affect the relationship between the two factions, and he looked at Huang Qian with a bitter face, his eyes were full of apologies.

How could Huang Qian not understand that it was easy to kill Yun Tianming, but he had been waiting, and it was precisely because of this consideration, at this time, he waved his right hand forward, and Yun Tianming was thrown in front of Qingyan Zhenren like a straw bag, and then said respectfully: "Senior Qingyan, this time the villain should be handed over to you to deal with, I believe you will deal with it appropriately." ”

Qingyan Zhenren was slightly surprised, according to Huang Qian's previous character, he would definitely not be so easy to get rid of, it seems that Huang Qian has grown a lot over the years, less stubborn than young, and a little more mature, seeing this, Qingyan Zhenren was quite pleased, nodded with appreciation, turned to the Thousand Wounded Elders and said: "Yun Tianminggui is the young sect master of the Taixu Sect, my Qingshan Sect has no right to intervene, just leave it to the two elders to deal with, and please warn your sect to teach Yun Daofei and take care of his son, The next time I encounter something like this, I won't be relentless. ”

"Thank you Qingyan Zhenren." Qiansheng's face was full of joy, so it was more appropriate to deal with it in this way, and at the same time turned to Huang Qian and said, "I was offended just now, thank you Shaoling's subordinates for showing mercy." ”

Huang Qian hurriedly replied: "The seniors are polite, and the juniors just now were helpless." ”

Qingyan Zhenren kicked Yun Tianming with his right foot, Yun Tianming grinned for a while, but he didn't dare to complain in the slightest, in the face of such an iron-faced and selfless person, he endured the sea and the sky, and suddenly, he was kicked in front of the Thousand Injured Elders.

With a wave of his sleeves, Yun Tianming regained his mobility, hurriedly bowed slightly to the two elders, and stood behind him with his head down, without saying a word, but there was a cold light in his eyes, obviously remembering Huang Qian in his heart.

The matter was finally resolved, and everyone was relieved, but there was no way, the atmosphere was too depressing, and in front of several old-timers who had been famous for a long time, everyone was cautious and acted very carefully.

"Now that the matter has been settled, please follow me to the meeting room, the sect master will deal with some things now, and I will entertain some of you first." Qingyan Zhenren smiled and waved to everyone.

"Human, and slow." The untimely voice of Qianqiu sounded, facing Qingyan Zhenren, and said in a deep voice, "Now that the dispute has been resolved, I will also deal with the personal grievances between me and Huang Shaoling." ”

"Senior brother, forget it, it's all over." Qianqiu frowned, and persuaded, "Ye'er will not rest in peace when he sees you like this today, he and Shaoling are friends, if there is a chance, how can Shaoling not save him, and Ye'er's death is the pride of our too void lineage, why do you hold on to it." ”

"A thousand wounds, you don't talk cold." Qianqiu's face was hideous, and he pointed at Qianqiu and scolded, "Ye'er is your apprentice, if you don't avenge him, I have nothing to say, I am his grandfather, can I take revenge on you?" ”

Thousand Injuries sighed, the whole person suddenly aged a lot, Huang Qian hurriedly stepped forward and interjected: "Thousand Injuries Senior, forget it, since the Thousand Injuries seniors want to make a move on me, I will continue, to speak from the heart, Chiba's death, I have been unforgettable all these years, even if I cultivated a little higher, Chiba may not give up on himself, and today I happened to meet a thousand wounded seniors, this matter should also be broken." ”

Qingyan Zhenren let out a long sigh, this grievance is not a secret, everyone who has something to do with Huang Qian knows about this matter, on the one hand, it is brotherly love, and on the other hand, it is the love of grandchildren, it is difficult for anyone to deal with it, and then he can only helplessly say: "Since the two of them are meaningless, then it is not easy for my Qingshan faction to get involved, but there is one thing I also ask the two not to fight in the manor, after all, this place is the dojo of the nameless predecessors back then." ”

Qian Qiu snorted coldly, the whole person jumped up, and in a blink of an eye, he was already standing on a mountain peak not far away, looking at Huang Qian with cold eyes, a thousand injuries sighed, and followed by the disciples of Taixu who also controlled their respective weapons and followed.

Huang Qian bowed to Qingyan Zhenren, glanced at Jun Buregret, and the figures of the two disappeared suddenly, and they were already standing on another mountain peak when they saw each other.

"Shiya, let the disciples in the sect also go and watch, this is a rare battle at the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage, which is very beneficial to your future cultivation." Qingyan Zhenren whispered to Tang Shiya, and before the words fell, he had already reached the mountains.

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Nameless Mountain Villa, surrounded by mountains, at this time, the wind is light and light, a bright moon hangs high in the sky, the three highest peaks of Haibo, now densely packed with crowds, one is standing in Taixu people, the disciples behind the two elders, their eyes are a little complicated and look at the two lonely people on another mountain peak not far away; Huang Qian stood on the top of the mountain, without sorrow or joy, silently looking ahead, standing behind him without regrets, also as cold as the long sword in his hand, without saying a word; And the largest number of people is another mountain peak that is a little far away, Qingyan Zhenren stands at the front, followed by the disciples of the Qingshan Sect, followed by the cultivators who came to participate in the Jinling Drinking Party, Qingyan Zhenren was silent, and everyone did not dare to say more.

The wind is strong, and the people are in full swing!

Qian Qiu looked at Huang Qian who was thousands of zhang away, his face was expressionless, but he was appreciative in his heart, just by virtue of this momentum, Huang Qian already had the attitude of a grandmaster, and suddenly, he said with full of anger: "All the disciples of Taixu, as well as all the Taoist friends from the cultivation realm of Jinling, this duel is purely my personal grudge with Huang Shaoling, and has nothing to do with the sect of the two of us, no matter what the outcome is, I hope this matter will end here." ”

Huang Qian's face changed slightly, and a warm current flowed in his heart, only by virtue of the words of a thousand wounds, he was still a senior he respected before, he knew in his heart that a thousand injuries could not let go of the so-called enemy, but a thousand wounds for his grandson to feel deeply guilty, as an old man, the saddest thing is that the white-haired person sends the black-haired person, and revenge is the courage of the thousand wounds to live all the time.

Thinking of Qianye's smiling face, Huang Qian's eyes were a little moist, and his body trembled slightly, Jun did not regret sighing, patted his shoulder gently, and said in a low voice: "It's all over, how to make Qianxian's predecessors feel at ease is the key." ”