Within the middle three thousand, the Zhongzhou competition is still in full swing.

And in the three thousand realms above his head, the negotiation between the Hengtian Sect Master Sect and the Punishment Sect had just begun.

This was not the first time Jing Feixing had come to the Punishment of Evil Sect, but as usual, he was still full of disgust for this seemingly extraordinarily luxurious sect.

This was so obvious in his expression that the disciple of the Evil Punishment Sect who led the way looked at him several times, as if he had already had the posture of calling someone to drive him out.

Fortunately, this road has finally come to an end, and in the Zichen Hall specially used by the Evil Punishment Sect to entertain guests, the sect leader Cong Feng, who received the news early, and the legendary Sword Venerable Feng Qianhan are already waiting here.

"The sect master and the sword venerable are inside, the seniors can go in by themselves, and the juniors are not allowed to enter the hall at will, so only a few will be sent here."

The disciple who led the way quickly retreated, looking like he was afraid of knowing some secret that he shouldn't know.

Seeing this, Jing Feixing immediately sneered again: "Tut-tut, you see, the disciples of the Punishment Evil Sect are afraid that their sect master and sword venerable have become like this, you can imagine how deeply they are oppressed in the ordinary days!" ”

Elder Zhuoyun, who followed Jing Feixing to ask for the crime on the side, pretended not to hear, the words that offended people were all said by him Jing Feixing, and it had nothing to do with him.

Jing Feixing's voice was not loud, but all the high-level monks in the Zichen Hall were very sensitive, so they naturally heard what he was talking about outside.

It's just that as the host, it's not easy for them to come forward to quarrel with Jing Feixing.

After all...... Sect Master Cong Feng glanced at Feng Qianyan with his spare eyes, no matter what he said, it was his own family that caused the chaos first, but he couldn't blame Jing Feixing for speaking unkindly.

For this junior disciple who has become increasingly elusive since he became famous as Sword Venerable, Cong Feng is actually a little dissatisfied in his heart.

He himself finally stabilized the position of the first of the three thousand in the Punishment Sect, and he didn't want to have another incident.

It's just that his junior brother didn't know what he was thinking all day long, so he let his apprentice with a strange temperament go to Middle School 3000 to make waves.

It would be good if the plan of the master and apprentice could really succeed this time, and make Heng Tianzong suffer a little.

It's just that no one expected that this seemingly foolproof rebel plan would be dismantled so easily.

Not only did the matter not go well, but the female disciple named Zhao Qingwu was said to have been seriously injured and came back, and she had been detained by Feng Qianhan in the peak to recuperate these days, and she had never come out to see anyone.

Now that Heng Tianzong has found evidence and come to Xingshi to ask for guilt, he, the sect master who doesn't know anything, knows what happened.

Thinking of this, Cong Feng's heart had more calculations.

It seems that Feng Qianhan's mind is already wild, he can't control this famous junior brother at all, he still has to make some preparations earlier!

Cong Feng was still thinking about something, and Jing Feixing and the others had already walked into the hall unceremoniously.

The two sides haven't torn their faces yet, but they can barely squeeze out a smile.

After a short exchange of pleasantries, the two parties found their own places to sit down, and then began to put things on the table.

The first to speak was Elder Zhuoyun, who directly asked Cong Feng, "I wonder if Sect Master Cong heard a few days ago that your sect's Sword Venerable had some contact with our disciples in the middle three thousand and helped him rebel?" ”

This is a bit too straightforward, so straightforward that Cong Feng didn't preset how to answer in his heart before.

His hand holding the tea paused slightly: "Is there such a thing?" I don't know much about the matter of the middle three thousand, but since you have talked about me as a junior brother, it is better to let him come out and talk to Elder Zhuoyun. ”

Cong Feng knew too little about the inside story, so he couldn't open his mouth to argue, so he simply asked Feng Qianyan to come forward to solve it.

Feng Qianyan is still as handsome as Jing Feixing remembers, but she looks much older than before, and she doesn't have the original sharpness on her body, and there are more indescribable things.

He raised his eyes slightly, as if he didn't care about Jing Feixing's sharp gaze: "Is there such a thing?" I don't seem to remember. ”

"Don't remember?" Jing Feixing stood up on the spot, "Then please ask Lord Jianzun to take a good look at this evidence, as well as the witnesses in front of you!" Lest it be spread out that our Hengtian Sect created something out of nothing. ”

He threw the evidence compiled by Elder Zhuoyun in front of the two of them, and pushed Chen Lou and the Ten Elders out.

That evidence was in Cong Feng's hand, and he knew at a glance that this must have been made by Feng Qianhan.

Chen Lou is not stupid, he has been repeatedly taught by his master and sect master in the main sect these days, and he couldn't be more aware of Feng Qianhan's insidiousness.

As soon as he was pushed out, he immediately pounced at Feng Qianyan's feet, and no matter what shameless he was, he cried and begged for mercy: "Lord Jianzun save me, you told me that as long as you help you hold the branch of Hengtian Sect in your hand, you will help me fool the main sect and let me sit firmly in the position of the sect master." ”

"You also sent your apprentice Zhao Qingwu to the sect, saying that there is a way to hide from the main sect, so I believed you and led people to rebel."

The Ten Elders followed suit: "Lord Jianzun, we all listened to your words to do such a big rebellious thing, you can't cross the river and tear down the bridge!" ”

"You have contacted Chen Lou so many times, and you have even sent your apprentices and subordinates over. I know we've failed to live up to your expectations, but we can't help it! ”

This voice was sentence by sentence, as if he had already decided that the Sword Venerable in front of him was in the same group as them.

Cong Feng listened from the side, he didn't care about anything else, but the sentence "subordinates" instantly poked his nerves.

In addition to punishing the evil sect, Feng Qianhan even cultivated his own subordinates?!

Feng Qianhan calmly listened to the words of the two, and then said: "You are probably deceived by someone, my apprentice had an accident when he was training in the Middle Three Thousand Realm a few days ago, and he came back early. And I really haven't met two Taoist friends. ”

"The Zhao Qingwu you have seen may be pretended to be someone with a heart. As for those so-called subordinates, it's even funnier, as a Sword Venerable, I want to worship my disciples enough to fill the entire mountain, so why should I train other subordinates? ”

Listening to his defense, Jing Feixing wanted to jump up and scold back, but Elder Zhuoyun stopped him and didn't let him spread wild on the territory of the Punishment Evil Sect.

"If you don't believe me, you can call my apprentice and see if she is the Zhao Qingwu you have seen." Feng Qianhan said seriously.

He knew that the evidence of these people could not affect him at all, and he also knew that Hengtian Sect would not choose to tear his face with the Evil Sect.

Sure enough, after an embarrassing silence, Elder Zhuoyun spoke, "Perhaps, we really misunderstood Sword Venerable. ”