As he spoke, Ding Bu stepped out in one step, waved his palm and slashed down at Xue Song.

Ding Busan's palm was fierce and domineering, obviously rushing to Xue Song's life.

I reacted and wanted to make a move, but it was too late.

Bang!

Ding Busan's palm burst out, and then I heard the sound of a cracking skull, Xue Song trembled, and blood gushed from his head.

I saw that Xue Songdi's eyes were almost bulging out, and his eyes were full of shock and incredulity when he looked at Ding Busan.

His lips quirmed, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

Poof!

Xue Song fell heavily to the ground, dead and blind.

After seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, and a few of us didn't expect that Ding Busan would be so vicious, in order to protect his reputation, he would not hesitate to kill his apprentice.

"Master Ding, what are you doing here? Although Daoist Xue Song has done something wrong, his sin is not to death! ”

I couldn't help but say aloud to Ding Busan.

"Those who destroy the reputation of my mountain gate, die! This is the rule of our Shangqing faction. ”

Ding Busan said and glanced at me coldly: "President Cheng, I hope you don't meddle in the affairs of our mountain gate." ”

At this moment, the disciples who followed Xue Song down the mountain were already frightened, kneeling on the ground one by one, kowtowing like pounding garlic, begging endlessly.

"Master, we know it's wrong, please give us a chance!"

"Yes, it was the third senior brother who forced us to do this, and we don't want to!"

"Yes, all of this is the idea of the third senior brother, we really didn't know about it before!"

These disciples are also smart people, and they obviously all see that Ding Busan is trying to protect his reputation and use Xue Song as a scapegoat.

Anyway, Xue Song is already dead, so just put all the faults on him, and the dead can't speak anyway.

"Well,"

Ding Busan pretended to be generous and said: "For the sake of your accomplices, I will let you go this time." ”

"But the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped!"

"All of you will bear fifty boards, think about it behind closed doors for three months, and if you commit it again, you will not be spared!"

When those disciples heard that they could save their lives, they were immediately excited.

"Thank you, Master, we remembered, and we will definitely not do it again in the future!"

Ding Busanyi waved his hand: "Take them away!" ”

Immediately, a few inner disciples came and pulled out those outer disciples.

After doing all this, Ding Busan turned his head and glanced at me proudly.

"President Cheng, it's really unfortunate for the mountain gate, it makes you laugh, I have already punished these bad guys, I don't know if President Cheng is still satisfied?"

I have to say that this Ding Busan is really an old fox, and after this operation, he has picked himself up completely, and he has maintained his image as a respected leader, which is indeed a good plan.

I looked directly into Ding Busan's eyes and said lightly: "It doesn't matter whether I'm satisfied or not, what matters is whether Master Ding is worthy of his conscience." ”

Ding Busan was slightly stunned, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, but he quickly covered it up.

"Hehe, President Cheng is really good at laughing, Poor Dao has always been strict with himself, never does anything against his will, and naturally he will not be sorry for his conscience."

Without waiting for me to answer, Ding Busan waved his hand: "Okay, even if this matter is in the past, let's not talk about it for the time being." ”

"It's rare for President Cheng to come to my Shangqing faction once, and the distinguished guests are here, and we can't lose the way of hospitality, so let's let the poor road entertain you well today."

After finishing speaking, Ding Busan called a few inner disciples and whispered to them, and several disciples were ordered to leave.

"Several, please!"

Ding Busanyi flicked his sleeves and made an inviting gesture to us.

Lonnie and I glanced at each other, and without saying anything, we followed Ding Busan and walked into the main hall in front of us.

The main hall enshrines the Sanqing gods, the momentum is majestic, Ding Busan walks while introducing us to the history of the Shangqing faction to establish the mountain gate, and the words are full of pride.

However, his attitude towards me was much better than before.

However, this is also understandable, although he saved his reputation just now, after all, he has a ghost in his heart, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the actions of those disciples were instructed by him.

I guess he also thinks that he has a handle in my hands, plus my current identity, so he doesn't dare to be too arrogant.

"By the way, Master Ding, when I was in a meeting at the headquarters a few days ago, I remember you said that the head of the Qianyang Dao was sick and was recuperating in the mountain gate, I don't know if he is in the mountain gate now?"

Hearing me mention the Thousand Yang Dao Chief, a trace of unnatural expression suddenly flashed on Ding Busan's face.

"That, Qianyang is seriously ill in bed now, and it's inconvenient to see people, President Cheng, let's forget it today."

I deliberately didn't have anything to say, and asked Ding Busan: "Master Ding, this is your mistake, Qianyang Daoist is not only a disciple of your Shangqing faction, but also the backbone of our association, and I have always been concerned about his condition." ”

"It's easy for us to come this time, so you can let us go and see him, so I won't be worried all the time."

Langnie and Bai Ze also echoed on the side, Ding Busan couldn't refuse, so he could only grit his teeth and nodded.

"Okay, then I'll take you to see him, but now that he drinks medicine every day, the smell in the house may be a little unpleasant, so you might as well just take a look."

I smiled faintly: "It's okay, as long as I can confirm that the Thousand Yang Daoist is okay, I will be relieved." ”

"Okay, come with me."

After speaking, Ding Busan led us out of the main hall, through the corridor, and came to a side room in the next courtyard.

The door was closed, the windows were closed, the curtains were drawn, and I couldn't see the slightest scene in the room, and I even felt that there was not even a speck of air in the room.

Ding Busan pushed the door and walked in first, and we followed closely behind and walked into the room.

The room was dimly lit, and there was a bed in the corner, and through the curtain I could only see a vague figure lying inside, covered with a thick layer of quilt.

"Qianyang, President Cheng, they have come to see you."

Ding Busan stepped forward a few steps and whispered to the figure in the tent.

"Thank you President Cheng for your care, I'm much better now."

Qianyang Dao Chang curled up in the quilt, and his voice was a little weird.

"Qianyang Dao Chief, how are you doing, are you about to recover?"

As I spoke, I stepped forward and tried to lift the curtain.

"President Cheng, don't move!"

Ding Busan hurriedly went up and stopped my action.