The evidence of the crime that Xingzhi saw had been destroyed by Ling Yungao, but there were some clues left in this kind of thing. As long as Xingzhi says who his minions are, they can be verified from the side.

Wen Rujin ordered people to go, and after a while, news came back, and the people who Xingzhi said did have suspicious actions.

The elders sighed, basically eight or nine are not far from ten.

Yang Xiangtian was heartbroken: "This is the sect master of our Wuji Sect, the leader of the Immortal Sect of the world!"

He only blamed himself for being blind at the beginning, why did he think that he was better than Ling Bufei as the sect master? Even if Ling Bufei at that time was a wasted person who couldn't cultivate, and could only be a puppet, it was better than a traitor who looked like a human but actually did a lot of evil!

Xu Qingru was calmer and said, "This matter is very important, and if it spreads, it will damage the reputation of the sect. Fellow citizens, I suggest that it be handled privately, without informing the outside world."

The elders agreed with him. This matter was a big scandal for the Wuji Sect, and if it was really announced like this, the signboard that the Wuji Sect had spent thousands of years erecting would collapse.

"Let's move on to the next thing!" Wen Rujin looked over, "Senior Brother Song."

Song Zhiyi stood up and bowed his head and saluted.

"What do you say about stealing the magic sword?"

Ling Bufei interjected: "Do you still need to talk about this? Just now, everyone saw with their own eyes, who was the person who really intended to steal the magic sword, isn't it enough to show that Uncle Song is innocent?"

That's true, but the process still has to go through. Elder Gan echoed: "What the young sect master said is reasonable, we saw the sect master refining the magic sword with our own eyes through the Ming World Mirror, which is enough to prove who was the real murderer between him and Senior Brother Song at the beginning."

Wen Rujin nodded slowly: "Senior Brother Song, what do you say?"

Song Zhiyi replied: "At that time, I was confused and had no way to defend myself. Now, with the help of Master Bai's nephew, he has recovered his memory. The real situation that day was actually that the sect master crossed over to break the seal of the demon sword, but I woke up quickly, and in an emergency, he planted the blame on me."

Speaking of this, he raised his hand and said solemnly, "Everything I say is true, dare to swear with the heart of the Dao!"

Even if he didn't take an oath, everyone believed it. After all, seeing Ling Yungao do it to the magic sword with his own eyes is ironclad evidence.

"What do you think?"

Xu Qingru agreed: "Senior Brother Ling stole the magic sword, the evidence is conclusive, there is no doubt about it. Then Senior Brother Song's suspicion will be cleared, and he will naturally be returned to his innocence."

Sad Wind sighed silently, "I agree."

The elders took a stand.

"The human and material evidence is there, and the matter has been taken care of."

"Ling Yungao has fallen into the devil, I don't believe in Senior Brother Song, do you still believe him?"

"Ranking in the Venerable of the Transformation Gods, but colluding with the demon and falling into the Demon Dao, such a person is actually the sect master of my Wuji Sect, it's really unspeakable!"

"He can even kill the disciples he raised with his own hands without changing his face, what is it to frame his fellow disciples?"

"Shame on the sect! Shame on the sect!"

The elders were filled with righteous indignation, Wen Rujin raised his hand and pressed it, looking at Ling Yungao in the middle: "Senior Brother Ling, what else do you have to say?"

Ling Yungao, who was tied to the pillar stone, raised his head, his eyes flashing with blood, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"What do I have to say? Have you not condemned me?"

His expression was really dazzling, and Yang Xiangtian showed anger on his face, and shouted, "You still don't know how to repent?!"

"Repentance? Repent of what?" Ling Yungao said coldly, "I blame my bad luck, so many people went to destroy the demon, but I was caught and possessed. By the time I found out, I was already in a state of madness and couldn't turn back. All I do is to protect myself! On what basis, you fortunate ones, question me?"

Hearing him say this, the hot-tempered person can't help but give birth to a nameless fire.

Yuan Songqiao couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward: "Don't confuse right and wrong! You pretended to be injured by the magic sword before, so that you were haunted by demonic energy, how did you know to ask everyone for help? Similarly, when you are possessed by the devil, if you say it in time, the brothers and sisters will help you find a way. It's clear that your mind is not pure, and you'd rather be led by the devil

If you are tempted into the devil, you will not dare to exit!"

Ling Yungao sneered: "Speaking of which, Senior Brother Yuan, you have already found out, why don't you say it? You know that the demon soul is on me, but you haven't said a word for eight years, what is your intention?"

"You ......"

"Song Qiaona cares about your face." Hua Wusheng couldn't listen anymore, and said coldly, "You are the sect master, he can't wronged you without any evidence, you don't understand this truth? Why do you guess your fellow disciples with the greatest malice?"

Ling Yungao laughed, "Is it my malicious guess? Look at what you are doing, deliberately set up the Ming World Mirror, just waiting for me to throw myself into the net, how can I get the same love? Who tried to lend a hand when I was possessed by a monster and struggled in pain? Not a single one!"

His eyes flashed with blood, the demonic breath on his body fluctuated, and he said quietly, "This day, you must have waited for a long time, right? Since I became the sect master, how many people have truly respected me? I found out that I was possessed by a monster, but did you ever think about saving it? Do you really have a clear conscience about where I am today?"

Under his sharp rebuke, several soft-hearted elders lowered their heads, and the others were also in a trance.

They really didn't, but that was the case......

Zixiao Hall fell silent until a voice sounded softly: "Sect Master, it's okay to deceive others with this kind of talk, but don't deceive yourself."

Everyone followed the sound and looked over and found that it was Bai Mengjin. She was wrapped in a thick cloak, and her lips were pale, as if she had not yet recovered from the extreme cold of the Ice Prison.

When Ling Yungao saw her, the hatred in his heart deepened: "What are you, do you have a part to speak here?"

is also a demon, why is this girl so good, and her cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds, but he has lost his footing and become a thousand years of hatred, and he can't turn back?

Bai Mengjin would not be stimulated by him, and said lightly: "If I am not a thing, why do you have to work so hard, even the lives of your own disciples will be lost, and you will harm me?"

This sentence pierced his heart directly, and Ling Yungao's blood pupils suddenly shrank, full of hatred: "You ......."

Bai Mengjin continued: "Are you really just unlucky to be targeted by the devil? Throwing the blame on others is not the way of the suzerain."

Ling Yungao had a bad premonition in her heart, she seemed to know something......

Hua Wusheng had already spoken: "White girl, if you have something to say, just say it!"

"Yes." Bai Mengjin respectfully responded, turned his head to look at everyone, and raised his voice, "Elders, I want to report an old case - three hundred years ago, Yuanzhou City was taken by the devil, and Elder Meizi Zhenmei led his disciples to eliminate the demon and died in battle. There are only two of her disciples back, one is Yuan Daotong, Elder Mei's eldest disciple, and the other is our Sect Master Ling!"