In the cave mansion, Ling Xiaozi sat quietly on the cloud couch, suddenly woke up with a shock, opened his eyes and said to the Taoist boy who was standing: "You go outside the hall and pick up a few elders to come in." ”

Hearing this, Dao Tong bowed silently and walked out.

Walking out of the main hall, waiting quietly for a while, I saw three Taoists descending from the sky, and the Taoist boy stepped forward and said, "Three uncles, the real person invites you in." ”

The three elders nodded and walked in, although they were all elders, one was a ghost immortal elder, and the other was an earth immortal elder, but it was not the same thing at all.

The three elders bowed and said, "I didn't want to disturb my junior sister, but this matter is a little troublesome. ”

After speaking, Elder Fuchen stepped forward and slowly explained Wang Cunye's matter.

Ling Xiaozi listened quietly, a little surprised: "Well, in this way, but it was my business that was wrong? ”

The three of them were stunned when they heard this, they all knew that she was good at Taoism, and they couldn't pay attention to it for a while, and only after a while did Elder Fuchen say: "Senior sister, you can't blame yourself like this, this is also why this disciple didn't know how to report to the foreman elder." ”

"Yes, everyone has made mistakes and omissions in this matter, but the decree of the hall master has been promulgated, how can there be any reason to take it back? This is related to the majesty of the Daomen. ”

Seeing Ling Xiaozi thoughtful, the last elder said: "In my opinion, it is not possible to change the decree of the law, the matter has been decided, and it cannot be modified, but you can cancel the record that has been punished, record a merit to him, or give him a magic weapon as compensation, let him go back, come up in three years, anyway, he is only the first time, there is a second chance!"

Ling Xiaozi saw that the three elders all spoke to express their opinions, thought about it, and said in a clear tone: "Since the three senior brothers all have this opinion, then let's do it!"

When the three of them heard this, they all said yes and retired.

When he returned to Shanyuan Pavilion, he saw that Wang Cunye was still waiting outside the hall, and Elder Fuchen walked over and sighed: "You are also responsible for this matter, why don't you tell the elder in advance?"

"Now that the decree has been issued, there is no reason to take it back, we have discussed it, exempted your record, and added your Dao Gong power as compensation, you will come again in three years, but this time it will not work!"

Seeing Wang Cunye's expression, he said again: "You have to think about the overall situation, you can't just take care of yourself, you are still young, and you only laid the foundation of Ning Yuan this year, and you will grasp it more after three years, isn't it?"

Wang Cunye was silent when he heard this, and in front of the majestic hall, Wang Cunye stood under him and thought silently.

The immediate matter, the cause is that the Daomen did a bad job, but he wants to be innocently implicated, degraded to the mortal world, and comes back to the Daomen after three years, and will add a Dao Gong to himself, which is regarded as compensation.

In this way, not only does it maintain the law of the Daomen, but it also takes care of the face of the hall master, and there will be a lot less resistance in the next competition, which can be called a win-win situation.

Wang Cunye read the Thousand Volumes of Taoist Scriptures, but he knew that there was still a way, which was to beat the heavenly drum and hit the heavenly bell, make this matter public, and it would be rerecorded at that time.

But people's words are like the sea, people's hearts are unpredictable, one person can beat the mouth of thousands of monks, the matter is big, even if the law is revised and the assessment is obtained, it will directly offend the hall master and many elders, and the calamity is deep, and I don't know how he may die in the future.

Thinking of this, the corners of Wang Cunye's mouth showed a wry smile, looking at it like this, he could only choose the second one.

But in this heart, how can there be so much unwillingness?

If the way of the world is that people are equal, even if the emperor and the general are the prime minister, if they lose their power, a soldier can kill them, so everyone must obey the organization and obey the overall situation.

But in this way of cultivating immortals, must also bow down and confess their sins and listen to the overall situation?

"The mountain of contempt is inhabited by gods and men, and the skin is like ice and snow, and it is like a virgin. Do not eat grains, suck wind and drink dew, ride the clouds, fly dragons, and swim beyond the four seas...... Don't love it, the fairy saint is the minister

――Is this just a fantasy?

Wang Cunye stood motionless, as if he saw the sky and blue sea in the main hall empty, and as if he was silently protesting, he looked at this door coldly, and his heart was cold for a while.

The three elders saw Wang Cunye pondering, and endured it at first, but after a while, when they saw him looking up at the sky, they couldn't help but be angry in their hearts, and one of the elders snorted coldly: "Wang Cunye, I am talking to you on behalf of the Daomen, what is your attitude?"

Hearing this, Wang Cunye turned around and carefully looked at the three elders in front of him, the three elders couldn't help but be a little unnatural by him, and one of them spoke up again: "Bold! I discussed with you that the Daomen cherishes talents, and if you are so rude, you will despise the Daomen, and you can lock your pipa bone and enter the Nine Shadows!"

Elder Fuchen waved his hand and said softly: "Wang Cunye, you are still young, you can't miss the future, let's go down obediently, this will also be good for your future, otherwise, even if you enter the inner door in the future, your future will be ruined, don't you say?"

Wang Cunye had read thousands of scrolls in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and when he heard this, he smiled coldly: "The three hundred precepts of the Taishang Dao Monarch have set a rule, if the hall master, elders, and deacons act in a deviation, from the elders to the outer disciples, they can all beat the heavenly drum from outside the main hall, hit the heavenly bell, and report to the elders of the sect, and preside over the justice and law together!"

"On the way, if anyone intercepts the lawless, it is against the precepts and will be punished by the Taoist. At this point, he paused: "Now the reason is mine, the fault is in the Daomen, the law is unfair, and you want to knock me down to the Nine Shadows?"

"I'm going to beat the heavenly drum and hit the heavenly bell now, do you dare to stop it?" These words were cold, in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Wang Cunye flipped through the ten thousand volumes of Daozang, but he understood.

When Elder Fuchen heard this, he was taken aback: "You...... How do you know about this Taishang Dao Monarch's Three Hundred Rings?"

The three hundred precepts of the Taishang Daojun are the kings of the Dao, and all the great veins have this document, and no one dares to disobey them, because once they are violated, it will be a major crime immediately.

The elder was still shocked, but Wang Cunye suddenly moved, his body fell down, his footsteps moved, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Jade Drum Heavenly Bell.

Wang Cunye ...... You dare!" The elder wanted to block it, but he didn't dare, and shouted with a hissing voice: "You are mad, and you are the enemy of the Daomen!"

Wang Cunye, who was holding the collision wood, hesitated, and when he heard this, he didn't hesitate anymore and slammed it upward.

"When!when!when!"

The long bell rang far away, and the sound was thick and broad, but also ethereal, upside down, as if it was showing the impermanence of the fairy road.

Wang Cunye was shocked by this and understood.

With this collision, fate changed, and there was no way to return to the original.

This collision will be full of thorns from now on, the road will be bumpy, and the catastrophe will be repeated.

This collision, life and the world should be broken, happy and revenge, alone!

As soon as this thought came out, my heart was happy, the water of the spiritual pool was rolling, the true text "boomed" exploded, and a faintly new combination was going to give birth to the unknown.

The bell with a rolling rhyme, even the sky to the sea, although not to hear, spread hundreds of miles, each mountain peak hundreds of thousands of disciples or sitting or standing, at this time to hear this sound, are all surprised, looking towards the mountain peak, there are more monks with advanced cultivation to rise in the air, flying away.

The three deacons spit flames in their eyes, as if they were going to devour Wang Cunye alive, only to hear Elder Fuchen sneer, his face was pale, and he hissed: "Okay, okay, Wang Cunye, I see what happens to you in the future!"

The hall master on the jade platform of the main hall sat on the cloud couch, his face was expressionless, and the elders in the audience entered in batches, sitting in groups, all with blue faces, this long bell, every slap in the face.

Knocking on the heavenly drum and hitting the heavenly bell, as the name suggests, at this moment, the eyes of the heavenly court and the Dao monarch will see here.

If this happens, it will be recorded in the book of heaven, and no one can escape a scroll of iron pen.

This kind of disciple is simply damned, the elders are all blushing, and such thoughts are rolling in their minds.

Even if there is something wrong with the Dao Gate, as a disciple, you have to bow down and admit punishment, even if you make a mistake, you have your own law and elders to set things right, how can you kick over the table like this?

At the same time, many ghost fairy deacons outside the main hall came one after another to control the magic weapon, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and at a glance, there were at least more than 100 people, and you could see hundreds of ghost immortals wearing Taoist robes, stepping into the main hall: "Disciple to meet the hall master, meet the elders!"

The hall master nodded slightly, brushed the dust, and motioned for them to stand on the left and right.

These people all rushed to hear the sound, beat the heavenly drum, and hit the heavenly bell, it must be a big event, and they must also rush to witness.

Seeing that many disciples had already stood still, at this time a sound of footsteps came, and it was very clear in this quiet hall, Wang Cunye came in, and said: "Disciple Wang Cunye, hit the heavenly drum, there is something to tell!"

Lang Lang came out in a clear voice, echoing in the main hall, and it was continuous for a while.

On the cloud couch of the high pavilion of Yutai, the body of the hall master leaned forward slightly, and his eyes opened slightly: "Oh, what are you doing?

The timbre is not harsh, but it makes people feel like falling into an ice cave, cold from the top of their heads to their feet.

At this time, they were already under supervision, and many elders under the high platform looked at Wang Cunye with expressionless faces, but this expressionless look was more terrifying than an angry face.

Hearing this, Wang Cunye took a step forward, and saw that the ghost fairy deacons and elders on the left and right were standing, watched coldly, bowed down and said to the hall master: "The disciple played this thing, it is to belittle the disciples who went out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for no reason, and I am also in the derogatory list. ”

After a slight pause at this point, he continued: "But the disciple did not travel privately, at that time, there was a real person who allowed him to go to Shanyuan Pavilion to pick up the task with the token, and the token and the cloud card of the record task were taken by the elder, and the hall master was invited to take a look. ”

At this time, Elder Fuchen stepped forward, silently, took out the topaz token and cloud card, and raised his hands high.

The hall master is just a summon, and two things cross the distance and fall into the hands of the hall master.

The topaz token in front of him was the order of Sun Zhenren, and the hall master could see it and see Sun Zhenren with a blue face.

"Sun Zhenren, this token, but you gave it to him?" the hall master asked, his voice was faint, and he was as vast as a cloud.

Sun Zhenren was shocked when he heard this, bowed down and said: "At that time, the disciple saw that he had some qualifications, and he couldn't bear to bury it, it was indeed the disciple who gave it to him, and he didn't want to ......."

I swallowed it.

Hearing this, the hall master nodded, stroked the cloud card, and his expression was clear.

"Wang Cunye, this matter is really not at fault with you, the original depreciation will be canceled, you go back to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to continue to practice, your merits will be recorded on the Dao Gong, and after a few days it will be the inner door assessment, and you can't fall down. The hall master withdrew his order, as if he didn't care about damaging his majesty, and said lightly.

With a movement of his fingers, the topaz card was given to Sun Zhenren, and the cloud card was returned to Wang Cunye.

"This matter is over, you step down, Wang Cunye, in the future, these little things, you don't have to beat the drum or hit the bell, you can directly declare it...... Go down!" the hall master waved his hand and said warmly.

Wang Cunye replied and retreated.

(To be continued)