When Xu Han was still a beggar, he heard such a sentence.

The Son of Heaven is guilty of the same crime as the common people.

Even Xu Han, who is still a beggar, has always scoffed at this sentence. It's not that he learned anything from that time. Rather, the root of this sentence is to say that everyone in the world is equal.

But if everyone is equal, how can Xu Han be a beggar?

So Xu Han didn't believe such words.

And most people in the world don't believe that.

But in the same way, no matter how absurd the truth is, there is no shortage of people in this world who believe in it.

For example, Song Yueming is such a person.

Before Xu Han knew Song Yueming, he felt very sad.

But after he met Song Yueming, he felt that such a person was very cute.

Song Yueming is indeed such a person.

He stubbornly firmly believes that there is a clear distinction between right and wrong in the world, and that human good and evil are like white flies.

Such stubbornness is almost to the point that Xu Han can't bear to expose it.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that today's bitter fruit has been created.

Song Yueming's words fell, and the noisy crowd fell silent.

Xu Han looked at the young man covered in blood, his pupils dilated suddenly, he didn't expect that Song Yueming would say such a thing and do such a thing.

Si Bai is an immortal! How could he be brought down with just a few words?

"Elder deacons, think about it!"

"The ancestral training of the Linglong Pavilion Founding Sect, and then think about the strange things in the door since the cultivation of that sword technique, these are all things in front of you. What Song said is also true, I believe that everyone who has attainments in kendo can also see the strangeness of the sword technique. Can't Elder Sikong see this?" It's a pity that Song Yueming didn't notice Xu Han's thoughts, he looked at everyone present and said loudly.

He looked anxious and had a high-pitched voice.

Everyone present finally came to their senses under his words, and the crowd became noisy again.

They began to talk to each other and began to whisper.

As for the strangeness of the sword technique, such rumors have spread among the disciples more than once these days, but most people are still skeptical about it. It's not that they're stupid, but in most people's hearts, they still subconsciously think that Si Bai has no reason to harm them.

And those abnormal conditions such as trance after practicing the sword technique were also said to be normal reactions under the control of the mind.

But when Song Yueming put such a statement on the surface, it naturally aroused the panic in the hearts of most of the disciples present.

Song Yueming's face was overjoyed when everyone reacted like this.

But he didn't pay attention to Xu Han and Long Congyun's deep frowns.

They knew very well that everything Song Yueming had done was in vain, and relying on such remarks alone would not only not solve Linglong Pavilion's current situation, but would also bring unimaginable trouble to Song Yueming himself.

Song Yueming couldn't think of this, he opened his mouth and continued: "Besides, can you imagine that after practicing that sword duel, will you often feel the pain of the acupuncture points of the Divine Spring, the Hidden Valley, and the Eagle Gate?

As soon as these words came out, the whispers among those disciples became a little louder, and it was indeed just like Song Yueming's words, after practicing the sword technique, they often had such a feeling.

"That's caused by the contradiction of the cultivation methods in the sword technique, in the long run, the cultivator will definitely be swallowed by the sword technique, and those crazy juniors and disciples are the best evidence!"

Song Yueming's words were scorching, and the panic in the crowd became more and more intense as he spoke.

But when Xu Han heard this, his heart was shocked, and his gaze at Song Yueming became even more gloomy at that time.

Song Yueming was able to avoid practicing that sword technique because Xu Han saw the strangeness of the sword technique, and Xu Han could see the strangeness of the sword technique because he had been taught by several kendo masters one after another.

But Rao is like this, because his realm is too low, he can only see the abnormality of the sword technique, but it is difficult to tell the root cause, let alone accurately deduce what kind of abnormality will appear after practicing this sword technique.

But Song Yueming told the story of this matter, and looking at the looks on the faces of many disciples, it was obvious that Song Yueming not only said it, but also seemed to say it very accurately.

Song Yueming's ability Xu Han knew very well, with his realm, he would never be able to do this.

And there must be someone else who let him know about this, and that person is likely to be the key to making Song Yueming come up with such a bad idea as ringing the Xuanlong Bell.

Thinking of this, the gaze in Xu Han's eyes became more and more gloomy.

Looking at the entire Linglong Pavilion, the people who can deduce the abnormalities brought about by the cultivation through a simple sword technique, it seems that except for Si Bai, there is only the sword master who is comparable to an immortal...

But what is he doing this for? He should know that Song Yueming is acting like this and it will not help anything.

"Think about it again..."Song Yueming was already saying something loudly on the high platform, but Xu Han's heart was in a mess at that time, and he had no time to listen to what Song Yueming said.

What he was more concerned about was what the person who made Song Yueming do this was thinking, and what was his purpose? And was Song Yueming his pawn to turn things around, or was he a sacrifice to lure the snake out of the hole?

"Is that enough?"

And just when Song Yueming was gushing endlessly and Xu Han's brows were furrowed, a low and gloomy voice suddenly came from all directions, straight into the ears of everyone present.

Then, a black figure passed through the crowd with a body that was so fast that it could barely catch a trace, and appeared in front of Song Yueming like a ghost.

The dark, gloomy aura rippled around the black figure at that moment, and it seemed that since the moment he appeared, the temperature of the entire mountain gate had dropped by several points at that time.

The figure was dressed in a black robe, with white hair scattered haphazardly, a strange aura on his face, and lips as red as if they had been infected with blood.

It's a division blank!

Xu Han's heart was shocked, it had only been a few days since he saw him in Jishi Mansion last time, but the Si blank in front of him almost made him unrecognizable.

It was as if he had changed to a different person, and the aura around him was cold and abnormal, like an evil ghost.

"I ask you, is enough of that?" Si Bai looked at Song Yueming, and his deep voice sounded again.

Everyone on the field fell silent again, and the sudden appearance of Si Bai and his strange appearance at this moment shocked the hearts of everyone present, and they fell silent for a while.

Song Yueming is obviously the same.

He looked at the old man in front of him for a long time, and then he came back to his senses, but perhaps because of his proximity, he opened his mouth at that time, but found that his upper and lower teeth were trembling back and forth as if they had lost control, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Song Yueming's appearance fell into Si Bai's eyes, and the old man in a black robe raised his eyebrows at that time, he seemed to enjoy Song Yueming's fearful appearance very much.

Therefore, he didn't speak, but the cold aura around him poured out wildly, directly attacking Song Yueming.

He knew very well that this young man's cultivation in the Three Yuan Realm would not be able to withstand such power, and he waited to see him kneeling down and wagging his tail at him and begging for mercy.

Song Yueming had already suffered a lot of injuries because of the previous successive conflicts, and at this moment, under the wrapping of Si Bai's cold aura, his face turned even pale, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

Seeing this, Xu Han and the others on the side probably guessed Song Yueming's state at this moment, they wanted to come to the rescue, but an immortal was between the two, and they couldn't use even half a cent of their strength under his coercion.

As a spectator, Long Congyun hesitated slightly, then stepped forward and prepared to say something.

"No.... No!" But at this moment, Song Yueming, who was pale, suddenly spoke up again.

These two simple words, he said with great difficulty, and the voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat with all his strength. And the young man's eyes also looked straight at the old man in front of him at that time, his gaze was resolute, like a long knife out of its sheath, and a sharp arrow off the string.

"Huh?" Si Bai's face showed a look of surprise, he couldn't have imagined that under his coercion, this young man who was only a three-element realm cultivator could still have the strength to speak.

The disciple said, but the disciple didn't say enough. This time, Song Yueming straightened his waist and his voice was much smoother, he said this, his clear voice swayed, and it seemed to dispel some of the coldness emanating from Si Bai's body at that moment.

When Si Bai heard this, his cold eyes narrowed, and the cold light flashed inside.

"Yes, it's a pity that no matter how much you say, it's useless, look at them, between you and me, who will they choose to trust?" Si Bai said, and then he looked sideways at the disciples around him, "Who of you believes him? From today on, you don't need to practice that sword technique, come, stand up!"

Si Bai asked in such a loud voice as everyone asked, but under the glance of his cold gaze, everyone lowered their heads and remained silent.

Obviously, compared to the suspicion of the sword technique, everyone present was more afraid of the consequences of disobeying this Supreme Elder.

Si Bai was very satisfied with everyone's attitude, and he immediately turned his head and looked at Song Yueming.

"Boy, I don't know where you heard the gibberish, but what the old man has paid for the Linglong Pavilion is far from what you can imagine. ”

"Linglong Pavilion will not perish, let alone go astray. ”

"As long as you believe me, Linglong Pavilion will only go further!"

Si Bai said this, and the look between his eyebrows became fanatical at that time. His eyes burned with fire, and he looked yearning, as if he had seen the future in his mouth.

But the boy was unmoved.

He looked at Si Bai in front of him, and his clear eyes showed pity.

"Uncle Shi... Don't you understand?"

"No one will believe a madman..."

"They..."

"I'm just afraid of you..."