"How unreasonable!" Without waiting for Jun Wudu to speak, Elder Lingxu slapped the table and stood up, looking at Nan Zhi with a damn expression of a rebel, as if he was eager to immediately pull out the whip and beat him hard.

Even Wang Yuansi, who was kneeling next to him, was frightened, looking at Nanzhi's eyes as if looking at a monster, there are thousands of people up and down the Xuanzong this day, and only this barbarian dares to say such a rebellious thing to Elder Yuxiao, he is really good at dying.

Jun Wudu didn't speak for the first time, he was even rarely sluggish for a moment, and after a few breaths, he seemed to react to what Nan Zhi said, a pair of sharp sword eyebrows pressed hard, and his narrow and deep phoenix eyes stared at Nan Zhi like an abyss cold pool, "Do you know what you're talking about?" ”

His figure is slender and tall, and he often lowers his eyebrows slightly when he looks at people, and his gaze on people seems to be high, indifferent and detached.

In other words, no one in the Tianxuan Sect would dare to say anything disobedient at this time.

However, under this questioning, Nanzhi nodded calmly, "Know! She even continued with a flat expression: "I said, you might as well ...... me now"

Before the words "expelled from the sect" were finished, I heard a hurried and reckless voice, "Street slicker, street slicker......"

Nan Zhi turned his head to look outside the hall, only to see Zhou Yan turn back and run in with everyone.

He obviously came in a hurry, and he didn't even tidy up the appearance that he had always cared about the most, and he put on a long robe, not even the crimson jade pendant that never left his body.

Looking at the belt he was haphazardly tied around his waist, Nanzhi pursed his lips and couldn't say anything to leave the sect anymore.

Before Zhou Yanhui could run in front of her, he asked urgently: "I heard that you were hit by the intermediate lightning duel, have you been injured anywhere?" Is there anything wrong with the dantian, what about the meridians? Don't bear me telling you, if you are injured, you have to deal with it in time......"

As he spoke, he passed straight past Jun Wudu, forgetting to even salute.

She was the first to ask about her injuries.

Those who didn't like her were just busy convicting her, and only Zhou Yanhui would worry about whether she was hurt or not.

At this moment, the breath that stalked Nanzhi's chest instantly dissipated.

She even despised herself in her heart, Zhou Xiaoyi died for her, and she was just whipped by eighty rings, can't she bear it like this?

Nanzhi smiled at him and said in his usual relaxed tone, "I'm fine, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Jun Wudu, who was standing on the top of the steps, could see the expression on her face clearly.

He looked at her with a resolute and cold expression, and when he saw Zhou Yan returning, it instantly turned into a banquet smile, which was completely different from the expression when he spoke.

When did this disciple who couldn't hide his anger become so calm that he couldn't tell any emotions when he looked at him?

It was clear that it was not like this before, and even every time she came to Chunshan to collect the smoke, her laughter and the jingle of bells could be heard far away.

And now such a discriminatory appearance, it seems to alienate him!

Alienate?

Namggyi is actually alienating him?

At this moment, Jun Wudu only felt that his heart was depressed, and this extremely unfamiliar emotion made him frown fiercely, and his expression became deeper and darker, sinking so deep that it made people tremble.

"No, let's go find Elder Jinghong, we must have a good life."

Zhou Yanhui knew that Nanzhi had always been afraid of pain, and if he really had something, he would not hide it, but when he thought of the power of the intermediate lightning channeling duel, he was still very uneasy

After saying that, he grabbed Nanzhi's arm and was about to leave.

"Presumptuous!" Elder Lingxu shouted, "Zhou Yanhui, you stop for me, what are you doing in this precept hall?" Look at your untidy clothes, recklessness, and disrespect for your elders, do you think that you have been punished too lightly? ”

The corners of his eyes twitched, Zhou Yan straightened his clothes, and saluted the three elders one by one.

After saluting, he stood up straight and said, "Dad, no matter what, I have to ask Nanzhi to check his body......"

"Shut up, when will you decide when the Discipline Hall will be up to you?"

Seeing the maintenance of this rebel, the more Elder Lingxu looked at Nanzhi, the more unpleasant he became, Nanzhi's talent must not enter their family, otherwise the way back to cultivating immortals would be ruined.

"Dad," Zhou Yanhui was about to say something, but Nan Zhi interrupted him, "Zhou Xiaoyi, you go back first." Then she lowered her voice and said, "You are here, and your father will punish me even more." ”

Zhou Yan heard that she was also right, and when she was about to leave, she asked as if she remembered something: "How did my father punish you this time?" ”

“…… It's not heavy, let's go. Nanzhi was afraid that he would make trouble, so he simply pushed him forward.

Suddenly, Zhou Yanhui was pushed forward by her for several steps, and then, Nanzhi felt that he could no longer push a single bit.

"Zhou Xiaoyi, you leave me quickly, otherwise Elder Lingxu will punish you again in a while."

Zhou Yanhui really knew Nanzhi too well, and knew that she couldn't ask anything in her mouth, so she simply turned to Jun Wudu and asked, "Elder Yuxiao, I don't know how I will punish Senior Sister Nanzhi this time?" ”

Jun Wudu looked at him deeply, "Eighty Whips." ”

"What?" Zhou Yanhui's face changed suddenly, "Do you know how painful the eighty-ring whip is on her body?" You are her teacher, don't you know her nature? She's not one to do nothing......"

"Rebel!" Elder Lingxu let out a loud sigh, and his figure appeared in front of Zhou Yanhui out of thin air, and with a wave of one hand, Zhou Yanhui was immediately tied up with a golden rope, "You dare to question the elder's punishment?" Don't let me go back and honestly think about it! ”

"Dad, how can you ......be so indistinguishable from right and wrong" In the next moment, he was given a forbidden spell, and he could no longer make a sound, and then he was carried away by several disciples of the Discipline Hall who rushed over.

As soon as Zhou Yan walked back, the Discipline Hall immediately fell silent.

Elder Lingxu snorted coldly, "Xuanfeng disciple Wang Yuansi punished forty lashes to clean the library pavilion, asked Xianfeng disciple Nanzhi, punished eighty lashes, and executed immediately!" ”

When Nanzhi was sealed with spiritual power, her hands were tied to the torture bench, and when the whip fell on her body again and again, she could bear it at first, but when the whip fell on the place where it was drawn, the pain became extraordinarily penetrating.

It really hurts.

Seeing Nanzhi's pale face, sweat sliding down his forehead.

Song Chaoyan couldn't bear it, stood up and saluted Jun Wudu and said, "Immortal Venerable, Nanzhi didn't mean it, she just maintained her reputation, and asked you to read it on her young net." ”

Open the net?

And then let her say those big rebellious things?

Jun Wudu picked up the cup of tea leaves in the Buddha's water, and said coldly: "It's hard to save small things if you don't teach big things, and she has to bear this punishment for me if she can't stand it today!" ”

And Namzhi couldn't hear what they were saying at the moment.

Each lash landed on her back, and her neck would rise high from the pain.

"Thirty-five."

"Thirty-Six"

"Thirty-Seven ......"

The bound spiritual power is just the shell of an ordinary person, and when the whip falls on the body later, there are only habitual convulsions left, and strings of blood beads brought out between the skin and flesh are sprinkled in the air, and the stars fall on the ground like stained plum blossoms.

Nanzhi was already in a trance in pain.

She looked at Jun Wudu sitting on the high platform in a trance, like the snow on the top of the mountain that does not melt all year round, so indifferent that it is inhumane!

Eighty lashes, eighty whips...... Ha ha...... It's really like the previous life.

That was after she woke up from the torture of the Soul Eater.

Seventy-seven forty-nine soul devouring needles, eliminate one every day, the pain is a sharp stinging pain that even the cracks of the bones hurt, Nanzhi wants to commit suicide by hitting the wall every day, but fortunately, Zhou Yan will come to see her every day.

Despite his careful care, Namgyyi lay in bed for forty-nine days before he could barely get off the ground.

When Nanzhi first entered the sect, she was afraid that she would be homesick, so she put the water-based poplars brought by thousands of miles in the small puddles in the back mountain.

Dig up such a square pond with a length and width of ten zhang in a place that is obviously just a puddle.

Every time I am wronged and punished, as long as I come to see the water-based poplar, I feel as if I have returned to my hometown and returned to Eminem's side.

She had never been punished so harshly by Jun Wudu, and she was extremely homesick at that time.

So when she had regained some vitality and was able to really get out of bed and walk, she went to the pool in the back mountain to see the water-based poplars she had brought from her hometown.

Nanzhi thought that she would see white flowers blooming all over the pond, but she never expected to see a woman dressed in turquoise holding a long bamboo pole to salvage the water-based poplars in the pool, and large swaths of flowers would be fished out of the water, broken and still in the sludge like garbage.

Without thinking, Nanzhi rushed over and snatched the bamboo pole, and scolded in disbelief, "What are you doing?" ”

The woman stared at Nanzhi and said with a dissatisfied expression, "What are you who dare to talk to me like this?" ”

"Sister......" Song Chaoyan immediately stepped forward to block the woman's front, "Nanzhi, are you awake?" Don't be angry yet, listen to me. ”

Nan Zhi was so angry that her chest surged sharply, and the monstrous anger made her not in the mood to listen to Song Chaoyan's nonsense at all, and stared at the woman in green fiercely, "Why are you doing this, why are you moving my things?" ”

The woman in green pulled back Song Chaoyan, blocked herself in front, hugged her arms and said disdainfully: "Why, just because my sister is now the mistress of Qianxian Peak, and she is your master!" ”