Endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky.

This sentence is known by Yun Que as a child.

Knowing that Yun Que has never thought of enduring, let alone retreating.

There are many injustices in the world, and there is no time to take care of the affairs of outsiders, and now that they are on the upright, if they really swallow their anger and chew fish bones, then it is not a cold water marquis.

If you don't teach a deacon disciple who looks down on people, he is not worthy of the word sword cultivation.

Perennial listened to it angrily, grabbed the big spoon of soup and pointed at Yun Que and said:

"Don't go! That's not the end of the day! You will be severely punished by the Law Enforcement Palace! Oops my nose!"

Perennial covered his nose and staggered to the law enforcement hall to complain.

In the hall, many disciples fell on Yun Que one after another, and many disciples upstairs also ran down to see the excitement to see who was so bold that even the deacon disciples in the dining hall dared to fight.

Ma Yong and Niu didn't have the heart to drink the soup, and whispered:

"Let's go back, we won't be able to leave when someone from the Law Enforcement Hall comes."

"Little junior brother hurriedly hide back to Teng Yunfeng, it's really not okay to hide in Uncle Shi's house, the sect's laws are strict, and it's definitely not good to be targeted by the Law Enforcement Palace."

Yun Que smiled and said that it was okay.

Hide in Uncle Shi's house for such a trivial matter, and you don't have to gain a foothold in the sect in the future.

"Let's just say I'll do it too!" Xue Ziyi said angrily: "What punishment is there for me and my junior brother to carry it together! If you look at the deacon who is not pleasing to the eye, and the dog who looks down on people, you should teach you a lesson!"

Ma Yong and Niu Bucai had a bitter face, even if everyone admitted to doing it, the result was still the same.

There is no such thing as the law not being held accountable in the sect.

Zhou Yuanliang and Zhou Jingshu ran down from upstairs.

"Yunhou played well! This is in the imperial city, who dares to give me half a piece of fish and meat, this yamen peeled his skin!" Zhou Yuanliang picked up his fingers and praised.

"This is the sect! Not your imperial city! It's been a long time, and you're still laughing here." Zhou Jingshu glared at her brother and said eagerly, "Yun Que, you go quickly, find a way to find a shelter, the Law Enforcement Palace will not let you go, it's too late to be taken into the sword prison!"

From Zhou Jingshu's anxious appearance, it can be seen that the sword prison is by no means good, and I don't know how terrible it is.

Yun Que smiled and continued to eat fish and drink fish soup calmly.

A middle-aged disciple next to him couldn't stand it and reminded:

"The sword prison is not a good place, there is endless sword qi in it, you have to bear the attack of sword qi at all times, you can peel off the skin for a day, you were happy just now, but then you have to suffer a living sin, hey, you have to be flexible, just bear your breath, it's not a big deal, at least you don't have to suffer from that flesh and skin."

This person is also kind-hearted, and when the other disciples around heard about it, many of them nodded frequently, thinking that what he said was very reasonable.

"Bear with me?"

Yun Que looked at the other party and said with a smile: "We cultivators, endure the heavens and the earth, but we can't bear this evil breath, and if we don't sweep the house, how can we level the world!" They are clean, and they are not accustomed to living in a house with ashes."

Hiss!

There was a gasp in the hall.

Hearing this arrogant remark, the people who agreed with the middle-aged disciple just now couldn't help but bow their heads one after another, ashamed.

More people were completely impressed by Yun Que's arrogance, and their hearts were turbulent.

The middle-aged disciple was speechless.

He is a man of the mean, pursuing the golden mean, so that he is still lingering in the early stage of foundation building when he is over forty years old, and he does not see the slightest hope of advancing to the middle stage.

At this time, he began to reflect for the first time, whether he had been wasting all these years.

"If you don't sweep a house, how can you level the world!"

Upstairs, a young man in blue who was in high spirits walked down and came to Yun Que near the front road:

"The sect is indeed very gray, and if you don't sweep it, you won't be able to live there, my junior brother's words are like an initiation, I don't know how many people in my dreams have been awakened, my name is Yi Zhen, Qingzhufeng is the true biography!"

"Teng Yunfeng, Yun Que." The cloud is short of the head of the show.

Yi Zhen is a self-cooked, pulled a chair and sat next to him, and said:

"There are few people in Teng Yunfeng, Senior Brother Yun is new at first glance, Senior Brother admires your courage, but you are afraid that you will not be able to escape the disaster of the Sword Prison, let me tell you a way, you can suffer less crimes, and after being escorted into the Sword Prison, you will say that you have a leg injury and can't walk, and the disciples guarding the Sword Prison will most likely place you in a cell closer to the gate."

"What's the benefit of being closer to the door?" Yun Que asked with a smile.

"There are many doorways here, the deeper the sword prison, the heavier the sword qi, the deepest part often detains the most heinous people, and the closer to the gate, the sword qi is relatively less, the gap is vastly different, this is my unique experience, I don't tell ordinary people!" Yi Zhen pointed.

"It seems that Senior Brother Yi has gone to the sword prison a lot." Cloud lacks a way.

"Hey! Once in a while, I'm a heavy man, and I often can't hold back when I fight, so that I always cripple my opponent, but this year I'm much more restrained, and I've only been sent to the sword prison seven times so far." Yi Zhen said with a slight meaning.

Yun Que listened to it funny.

Seven times a year in the sword prison, no matter how you listen to this number, there are a lot of them.

Xue Ziyi and the others had just come to the sect, and they didn't recognize Yi Zhen, but Zhou Jingshu could recognize them, and introduced Yun Que to Yun Que: "Senior Brother Yi Zhen is one of the top ten in the last Hundred Peaks Conference, and his cultivation is unfathomable."

Being able to rank in the top ten at the Baifeng Conference shows that Yi Zhen is the top ten foundation building disciples in the sect!

The ranking of the Baifeng Conference is recognized as the strength ranking among the disciples of the sect, which is recognized by all the disciples of the sect.

Being able to rank among the top ten among tens of thousands of disciples shows that Yi Zhen has real ability.

"It turns out that Senior Brother Yi is one of the top ten, and he has been looking up for a long time." Yun Que said politely.

"It's barely ranked tenth, it's nothing, I can't even touch the shadow of the top three, so don't mention this ranking."

Yi Zhen shook his head and sighed, obviously dissatisfied with the tenth place.

Outside the gate, a group of people walked on the spacious stone road, all dressed in strong clothes, and the leader was a cold young man with an expressionless face, who had been beaten all the year round and was leading the way in front, pointing in the direction of Yun Que.

"Well, the first three are here."

Yi Zhen nodded at the cold young man led by Yi Zhen and introduced:

"Yin Shaoyuan, Senior Brother of the Law Enforcement Palace, the third place in the last Hundred Peaks Conference, this person has never been merciful in business, Senior Brother Yun be careful."

Yun Que glanced at Yin Shaoyuan, who walked into the door.

This person's gaze was like a sword, and his sword aura was always constricted, if he let go of his breath, it would reach a terrifying level.

Yun Que had never perceived such a heavy and restrained sword aura among a cultivator of the same rank.

A master of sword cultivation!

"That's him! I hurt someone for no reason, and half of my teeth fell out!" Perennial pointed at Yun Que and shouted.

Yin Shaoyuan's indifferent gaze seemed to have its own edge, and when he swept through the hall, everyone avoided his gaze, and even Yi Zhen didn't look at him.

Yin Shaoyuan stared at Yun Que and asked in a cold voice, "You, but you are the one who hurts people."

"It's me." Yun Que sat in place, steady as usual.

"Just admit it." Yin Shaoyuan announced with an expressionless face: "Those who injure people and become disabled for no reason will be sent to prison for three years according to the precepts of the sect, and if there is no intention of repentance within three years, they will be expelled from the mountain gate."

In a word, Yun Que's sentence was announced.