Chapter 80: Ten Thousand Laws Dust
Such a night, everyone spent in a variety of emotions.
And Jiang Heng is a pendevoted, stepping up to improve his Kunlun realm cultivation.
It's a pity that after the Kunlun Realm, the Yuan Qi mana in the meridians is much thicker than when the Spirit Seed Realm was in the realm, and when you want to improve it, it's not so easy!
It took Rao half a night to slightly increase his mana on the basis of the Kunlun Realm.
The sky soon brightened.
Lin Xun was worried about Jiang Heng's safety, so he came to guard outside the cave mansion a long time ago.
Seeing Jiang Heng coming out of the cave mansion, he greeted with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be so calm!" If today's events had been placed on other people, I am afraid that I would have been so sad that I would have lost sleep all night. ”
"Lin Bo laughed, the little nephew's cultivation is inferior, and in order to survive, he has to do this......"
Jiang Heng smiled helplessly, and under the leadership of Lin Xun, he strode towards Xiao Gufeng.
According to the rules of the Jingming Sect, the mid-month of each month is the time when the elders talk about important matters of the sect.
Therefore, Jiang Hengcai and Lin Xun set the day for today.
What you want is to make a public attack and force Qian Wuming to take it!
Along.
One by one, either the elders or the Supreme Elders, each of them was full of interest and headed towards the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws located in the small lonely peak.
It's just that there are several people who hold the real power of the Jingming Sect, but they are nervous and uneasy.
In the long river of history, what Jiang Heng has to do is the first time!
In the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws, Qian Wuming sat on the high seat in the middle.
"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the number of half a month, let's talk about it! What is there to discuss? ”
Lan Wanfeng glanced at Jiang Heng, and said without being salty or indifferent: "Everything in the Chuan Gong Pavilion is the same as before. There was no major matter to discuss. ”
"There is no major matter to discuss in the Refining Chamber." Gao Ming's face was a little dazed.
Gou Weide coughed lightly and bowed to Qian Wuming: "Tell Sect Master Qian, everything is as usual in the Mission Pavilion!" ”
After that, he seemed to be worried that Jiang Heng had an opinion, so he deliberately turned his head and smiled at Jiang Heng.
The sentence "nothing" came out in a hurry or slowly.
Not much.
Qian Wuming folded his sleeves and smiled kindly, looking at Jiang Heng, who was attending this kind of meeting for the first time.
"Senior nephew Jiang, do you have something to discuss in the Treasure Pavilion?"
Jiang Heng walked out of the crowd and came to the front of the crowd, his voice was not loud or small, but it spread throughout the entire Ten Thousand Law Palace, and it was clearly heard by everyone present.
"Uncle Qian, no, Sect Master Qian, there's something going on in the Treasure Pavilion!"
Qian Wuming was surprised, his face was suspicious, he didn't know what kind of medicine Jiang Heng was selling in the gourd.
This kid, you were alert last time, and I didn't kill you to pay for my life.
Now, which play do you want to sing?
"Senior nephew Jiang, all of you here are the backbone of my Pure Ming Sect, if you have anything to do in the Treasure Pavilion, you just need to speak boldly."
"In the Treasure Pavilion, it is suspected to be the magic weapon of the Jiang family, and it was taken away by Qian Hun in the name of the Sect Master of Qian, and it has not been returned so far. The collection record is here, please read it. Jiang Heng said emotionlessly.
"Oh! I don't know about this. However, since the Treasure Pavilion has a record of receiving it, Hun Er has sacrificed heroically to protect you, and the magic weapon is no longer available. You calculate, how many spirit stones are needed, and this seat makes up the amount! ”
Qian Wuming's face darkened a little.
How could he not have known that it was instructed by him!
But since Jiang Heng took the initiative to mention it, he didn't want to deny it, so as not to fall into the mouth.
Jiang Heng smiled and took out an account book.
"According to the Treasure Pavilion's calculations, seven magic weapons are worth a total of fifteen thousand spirit stones. Sect Master Qian, why don't you set an example in front of all the elders today? ”
"Good!" Qian Wuming spit out a word from his back molars, counted out the spirit stones, and threw it to Jiang Heng, who was reaching out to beg for it below.
"Fifteen thousand spirit stones, no more, no less, just right!" Jiang Heng confirmed that the spirit stones were correct and put them in the storage bag, "After the meeting, I will put them into the treasure house of the sect. ”
Qian Wuming said "hum" in a muffled voice and stood up from the high platform.
"If nothing else, this is the end of today's meeting."
However, Jiang Heng, Lin Xun and the others were motionless.
Even Gao Ming, the elder of the Refining Pavilion, Lan Wanfeng, the elder of the Transmission Pavilion, and Gou Weide, the elder of the Mission Pavilion, had no intention of quitting the Ten Thousand Law Palace.
"Sect Master Qian, slow down. The little nephew has something unknown. Jiang Heng said suddenly.
Those elders who were going to leave and the Supreme Elders were all stunned.
This kid, the first time he became an elder of the Treasure Pavilion, he was so radical, he was thinking endlessly, right?
"Jiang Heng, what do you want to do?" Qian Wuming turned around, stared at Jiang Heng fiercely, and scolded Chuanyin.
It's just that Jiang Heng didn't respond to him, but spoke out loud in public.
"I want to hold Sect Master Qian accountable!"
An elder who was usually good friends with Qian Wuming squinted his eyes and glared at Jiang Heng.
"Huh? Does this kid not want to live? ”
According to the rules of the Pure Ming Sect, if a disciple commits a crime, as long as he dares to rebuke the sect master, no matter whether the sect master does something against justice, the disciple will be punished first!
After that, the sect master will be allowed to confront that disciple under the dust of the treasure of the Pure Ming Sect and the Ten Thousand Laws, and ask his heart!
This process, known as "asking questions in one word", is one of the taboos of the sect.
Since the founding of the Pure Ming Sect, there has never been such a rebellious thing!
The reason is very simple, those who can take a blow under the dust of those ten thousand laws are basically the end of their souls.
No one has ever been able to hold out enough to listen to the sect master's self-questioning!
"Bastard! What do you want to ask? Qian Wuming finally got angry.
Everything today is deliberately done by Jiang Heng!
The ultimate goal is to lead Qian Wuming step by step!
"As the current elder of the Treasure Pavilion, I want to ask if the magic weapon in the Treasure Pavilion is from the Jiang family? Also, nine years ago, did you participate in the fire that broke out in the Jiang family's compound? ”
Every word was like an awl piercing the heart, making Qian Wuming's body shake.
"This kid wants to fight for his life, and he wants to pull this seat off the horse......"
After changing his mind, he walked down from the high seat with an ugly face and came to the side of Lan Wanfeng, the elder of the Chuan Gong Pavilion.
"Elder Lan, children are not sensible. Today's events, I will tell Master Jiang and nephew in private. This question asks, forget it! ”
Lan Wanfeng's face remained unchanged, he looked at Lin Xun, and sighed, "Since Elder Jiang intends to do this, this matter is not a child's play. ”
Qian Wuming snorted, crossed Gao Ming, and walked in front of Gou Weide, the elder of the Mission Pavilion.
"Elder Gou, what do you think?"
"The subordinates think that Sect Master Qian should have his difficulties. However, Elder Jiang also seems to have his considerations......
Gou Weide is a slippery person, and he can't be offended.
Without waiting for Qian Wuming to ask, Lin Xun, an elder of the Elixir Pavilion, took the initiative to say, "Support Jiang Heng below." If he can withstand the blow of the Ten Thousand Laws, he can naturally act in accordance with the rules of the sect. ”
Lin Xun finished speaking, and raised his hand to Gao Ming, "Elder Gao, you have a word." ”
"There's something to say. As long as Jiang Heng can't die, he can hear Sect Master Qian's words of conscience! Gao Ming said straightforwardly.
Now, the Refining Pavilion, the Elixir Pavilion, the Transmission Pavilion, the Task Pavilion, plus the Treasure Pavilion, and several departments with real power in the Jingming Sect have all expressed their positions, making it difficult for Qian Wuming to ride the tiger.
It's only been overnight, and something so big has happened!
Qian Wuming glanced at everyone, his face was incredible, and he shouted angrily.
"Why did you help him so much?"
"Or do you not believe in this seat at all?!"
Gao Ming was as upright as ever, and replied loudly.
"We're not helping Jiang Heng, we're just interested in the fire nine years ago......"
"That's good! Senior nephew Jiang, since you are so persistent, I will fulfill you! ”
Qian Wuming said, turned around suddenly, and bowed to the top of the Ten Thousand Laws Palace, "The previous sect masters of the Jingming Sect are on top, please give the Ten Thousand Laws to whisk the dust." I want to ask in one word today! ”
Sou!
A sound that broke the sky rang in everyone's ears.
A whisk of dust with a black handle and a white tail, emitting a mysterious aura, appeared in Qian Wuming's palm.
Ten Thousand Laws Dust, and the Bloody Sword Sect's Moyu Shura belong to the same Yellow Order Spirit Treasure, but the real strength is even better!
Qian Wuming's eyes couldn't hide the fierce intent, forced Jiang Heng, and did not make a boring transmission, so he simply asked in a low voice.
"Senior nephew Jiang, this seat will give you one last chance, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Sure. This move is not only for myself, but also for the hundreds of unjust souls who died in the Jiang family's compound. ”
Jiang Heng cast the Anti-Chess Yuan Waiting Array and the Xuanwu Heaven Rejection Array on his body without a trace, took a deep breath, and took a step closer to Qian Wuming.
"Jiang Heng, you must be careful. Ten thousand laws can really kill people! Can you withstand your small body? ”
When the matter came, Lin Xun became worried about Jiang Heng instead.
"It doesn't matter. A golden pill is swallowed in the stomach, and my life is up to me! Jiang Heng smiled proudly, "Sect Master Qian, don't delay. Let's go! ”
"In this case, then it is offended! Elder Mingjian, although I am the sect master, I also have to act according to the rules of the sect! ”
After Qian Wuming finished speaking, he took out the overbearing vitality mana into the dust and swept it down at Jiang Heng!
Brush!
A strong wind blew in front of everyone's eyes, and people couldn't help but feel pain in their faces!
Qian Wuming already has the heart to kill, and the strength he exerts is almost the most in his life.
And Jiang Heng, who took the initiative to hold the Sect Master of the Pure Ming Sect accountable, had a broken shirt on his chest.
From the dantian to the heart part, it has been swept by the dust of Wanfa with heavy hands, and the bones can be seen deeply!
Bang!!!
The Xuanwu Heaven Rejection Array was burst at the first time!
And after the anti-chess fate waited for the edict, and after absorbing enough mana, it also made a piercing tearing sound.
"Wow!" Jiang Heng spurted blood in his mouth, and his body flew upside down twenty zhang away!
Thump!
The slender body, falling on his back, with more air out and less air intake, he can't live when he sees it.
"Elder Jiang......!" Gou Weide was taken aback, he never expected Jiang Heng to be so vulnerable!
How good is that?
If Jiang Heng dies, Qian Wuming can prove his innocence again, how will he deal with himself in the Jingming Sect in the future......
The Refining Pavilion Elder Gao Ming was also surprised.
This result was really beyond his expectations!
Sticking out two fingers, he tried it under Jiang Heng's nose, and muttered, "This is ...... Dead? ”