The sharp momentum and strong pressure lingered around everyone, as if a huge aura enveloped the entire room.

Everyone felt as if there was an extremely sharp sword behind them, which could be slashed out at any time and easily harvest their lives!

"Click!"

In an eerie silence, a crisp footstep sounded.

Then, in Fang Mingyuan's eyes, behind everyone, a beautiful figure appeared.

A touch of red silk tied with a high ponytail, fair skin, willow eyebrows and almond eyes, a curled nose and red lips, and a bright posture, just standing there, attracted the attention of everyone present.

It has a slender waist and long legs, and a slender figure.

But such a beautiful person is holding a long sword that does not match it, his pretty face is frosty, his body is fierce, and the whole person is even more indescribably heroic.

Of course, Fang Mingyuan was not more concerned about her appearance, but about the pale cyan robe on her body!

It was the costume of the true disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

"True Disciple?!"

Fang Mingyuan's face turned pale in an instant.

As the steward of the forces under the command of the Qingyun Sect, he naturally knew the weight of the true disciples of the Qingyun Sect!

The true disciple of Qingyun Sect is the true pride of heaven in the Lingnan Immortal Cultivation Realm, which is completely different from the kind of inner disciple who can become as long as he relies on relationships!

They are not only the core figures of the sect, but they are also burdened with the key inheritance of the Qingyun Sect, and they will become the monks of the foundation building period, and even the Jindan Patriarchs of the Qingyun Sect have also come out of it!

And to become a true disciple, the requirements are also very strict. The first is to have your own comprehension of the immortal cultivation exercises, the second is to have a firm Dao heart and be able to break through the illusion of the sect, and the third is to compete with the monks of the foundation building period as a monk in the Qi training period!

In general, it is an existence whose talent, Dao heart, and combat power are far beyond those of the same level!

As for talent? The founding patriarch of the Qingyun Sect believes that talent may give the monk a high starting point, but only a Dao heart that has been tempered and unswerving, and the ability to understand the way forward and adapt to everything, can determine how far a monk can go on the immortal path!

"Who is Your Excellency? How could I never have heard Elder Lee mention Your Excellency. Fang Mingyuan gritted his teeth and said loudly.

Although Fang Mingyuan also knew in his heart that in the Qingyun Sect, the status of the True Transmission Disciple during the Qi Refining Period was the same as that of the Elder of the Foundation Building Period, and even when the other party was promoted to the Foundation Building Period, his status was even higher than that of ordinary elders, and the token in his hand might not be able to deter the other party, but he still wanted to struggle.

After all, you can't just do nothing, right?

"Zhang Mengyao." She glanced at Fang Mingyuan, and her jade lips opened lightly, "Deacon of the Qingyun Sect's Law Enforcement Hall." ”

"What?!" Fang Mingyuan's pupils shrank.

The Qingyun Sect Law Enforcement Hall is the violent organization of the Qingyun Sect, holding the power of life and death over all the forces under its command, and they are also an important department responsible for guarding the front line of the Qingyun Sect.

They should be responsible for supervising the major immortal cultivation forces under their command, as well as the actions of staring at the Xuanyin Gate on the front line, why did they suddenly manage the shops in Yunlaifang City?

However, before he had time to think about it, he saw the other party look over, obviously without any emotion, but it made Fang Mingyuan's heart suddenly cold.

"Fang Mingyuan, are you guilty?"

"Forgive my subordinates for being stupid, my subordinates are doing all this for the benefit of Baibaolou!" He could deter Wang Ping and others with the owner's token, but he definitely couldn't scare the girl in front of him, so Fang Mingyuan could only defend himself.

"Oh?" Zhang Mengyao's beautiful eyes turned and looked at Wang Ping on the side.

Wang Ping was taken aback, but he also knew in his heart that Fang Mingyuan had to be defeated at this time, otherwise he would definitely usher in the other party's crazy revenge if he survived this catastrophe.

He stood up, gritted his teeth, and said loudly: "Fang owner, subordinates can testify." Fang Mingyuan colluded with blood cultivation to damage the reputation of Baibaolou. Not only that, but the resources he took back were also intercepted by him privately to fill his pocket! ”

"You don't want to spew blood! Owner, listen to me......"

"This is the evidence I have collected over the years, and I invite the owner to look at it!" Before Fang Mingyuan could quibble, Wang Ping directly took out a notebook from his arms and handed it over with both hands.

"You!" Fang Mingyuan's face changed drastically. He never thought that Wang Ping, who had been loyal to him all these years, would hide such a hand in private!

"Owner, this is fake, this is a false ......"

"Shut up."

Fang Mingyuan was still about to say something, but he suddenly felt goosebumps rise all over his body, as if a cold long sword was against his neck, as if as long as he said one more word, he would immediately be in a different place!

"Whoa!" The room was eerily quiet, except for the sound of pages turning. Fang Mingyuan looked at the other party nervously, but he only saw an expressionless look.

"Smack!" The page was closed, Zhang Mengyao lowered her eyes and said softly, "Fang Mingyuan, are you guilty?" ”

"Wait!" Fang Mingyuan suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly raised the token and said in a loud voice, "I want to see Elder Li......"

Zheng!

In an instant, a brilliant sword light slashed through!

The incomparably sharp sword aura even made everyone present seem to smell the breath of death!

"This ......" Fang Mingyuan only felt that his hand was empty, and he found that the token in his hand turned into pieces at some point.

"Take it." The Baibaolou monk, who was distracted for a while, subconsciously stepped forward and captured Fang Mingyuan, who was also stunned.

"Why do you need so much money when you're so old?" Zhang Mengyao shook her head and turned sideways, "Inform me to go down, from today onwards, kill all the blood cultivators around Fang City." Three days later, I don't want to hear the name again in the city. ”

Wang Ping on the side froze in place, as if he hadn't come back to his senses.

"Huh?"

"Yes! Be! Hearing her faint voice, they couldn't help but feel excited, and hurriedly responded.

"Then dare to ask the envoy, how to deal with Fang Mingyuan's rebellion?" Wang Ping plucked up his courage and asked cautiously.

"Beheaded, to the anger of the people." In Zhang Mengyao's calm tone, there was an indescribable decisiveness.

Hearing this, Fang Mingyuan's face was decadent, as if he had aged a lot in an instant, and let the guards escort him out.

"My lord, ...... over there for blood cultivation" Seeing that Fang Mingyuan was escorted out, Steward Wan hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and asked.

Of course, the matter of blood cultivation was controlled by them behind their backs, but if there was no hint from the top, where would they have the guts?

Of course, the people above must not know about this, everything is their own initiative at the middle level, and they are responsible for what happened.

But the question is, what if the blood cultivation is really exterminated and there is not enough profit to be offered, which makes Elder Li unhappy?

If the other party was just an elder, they would have dealt with things on the surface, after all, the emperor was far away, and Elder Li was their real boss.

But Zhang Mengyao is a true disciple of the Qingyun Sect, and his status is not low, and when this incident happened, he suddenly appeared here, so he couldn't help but think about it.

After all, the orders from above, when to deal with them, and when to really do practical things, are two situations, if one is not judged well, in this world, it will really kill people!

So he had to figure out the attitude of the Qingyun Sect!

"From today onwards, Yunlaifang City requires absolute security and cannot allow any threats to be on the side."

Zhang Mengyao didn't look at him, but stood by the window, looking down at the bustling crowd below.

"This is not only my request, but also the order of the ancestor of the sect, if there is anyone who violates it......"

"Kill, none, forgive."

"Yes, yes! We will definitely complete the order of the Emperor! Although the other party's tone was flat, a cold sweat couldn't help but appear on Wan Guanshi's head.

When it comes to the will of the Jindan Ancestor of the sect, this is no longer a matter of Elder Li's thoughts, but an order that the Qingyun Sect must execute!

Even though they have a lot of interests between their blood cultivators, when it comes to life, they are a fart!

However, having said that, why did the high-ranking Jindan real people suddenly pay attention to the safety of Fang City?

But they didn't dare to ask more, so they could only do it.

……

"Fang Mingyuan, the manager of Baibaolou, colluded with Xuexiu to damage the interests of Fang City and disrupt the public security ...... Fang City"

On the high platform, Fang Mingyuan knelt there with a dead face, and the law enforcement monks on the side were listing his crimes.

"This old thing has finally been punished!"

"No wonder my friends died when they went to Baibaolou to exchange things, it turned out that this old guy was the victim!"

"This old thing is finally dead, the sky has eyes!"

The crowd in the audience was bustling and shouting, many people cursed angrily, and even blamed Fang Mingyuan for the injustice encountered in Fang City.

"Heh, shopkeeper Fang, have a good trip!" In the crowd, in an inconspicuous corner, watching the executioner on the stage swing his knife and cut off Fang Mingyuan's head, Lin Chen smiled lightly.

As he expected, other people who were also high-level officials in Fang City not only did not help, but then carried all kinds of pots on him, using his death to alleviate the long-standing contradictions in Fang City.

"But then again, in fact, what really caused Fang Mingyuan to fall was not a rumor, but because his value was not enough...... An elderly Qi cultivation period monk, a shop with a reputation and interests, and a high-level person, they all know how to choose......"

"And if he is a monk in the foundation building period, then this matter will be a big matter and a small matter, and then I will be the unlucky one......"

"But if I have the strength to build the foundation, I can fully bear this backlash and get more benefits, so why ...... it?"

At this thought, Lin Chen couldn't help but lose his mind.

In this life, like in the previous life, there are still human contacts, conspiracies, intrigues, and power struggles that he has not been able to figure out all his life.

But this life is different from the previous life, personal power belongs to oneself, as long as the strength is enough, you can ignore all the rules!

'One thought can be a Buddha for ten thousand families, one thought can be a troll to destroy the world, the world is so big, except for the heart, there is no constraint, this is the eternal life I am unswervingly pursuing......

In a burst of cheers, Lin Chen was pulled back to his senses and smiled to himself.

He didn't look at Fang Mingyuan, who was executed on the high platform, but turned around, passed the noisy, cheering, crying, and crazy crowd, and quietly left.

His lonely figure was stretched longer and longer by the lights of the market, until finally, he disappeared into the melting moonlight.