"Leaving the predecessors, the red eyebrows have done evil, but they are full of disciples and grandchildren, and they are admired by future generations, and I sent the Qingli Taishi Uncle Ancestor, which should have been like this, but the result can only rot, wither, and destroy in that dark and narrow cave! The first wait is five hundred years!" Song Mingting said with a solemn face and emotion. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the pressure of the eyes of all the real people, he did not have the slightest stage fright, neither humble nor arrogant, and made fierce statements.

"If Uncle Qingli had not suffered this catastrophe, compared to today, his vein should be lush and strong. And who is it that has harmed the ancestor of the Qingli Taishi? It's not that you sent the Red Eyebrow Zhenren! Today, you still have to cover up the crime for him? Is there still justice in this world? Is this the way of your Pure Yang Sect?" Song Mingting asked loudly.

Bai Huzhen opened his mouth to argue, but was preempted by Song Mingting.

"Don't tell me that this is just the personal behavior of the Red Eyebrow Zhenren! If it weren't for the fact that there were no masters of the Pure Yang Sect to cover up the heavenly secrets for him at that time, it would be impossible for my faction to find out the clues at all! Let me ask you seniors, haven't you ever thought that one day you might also fall into this fate? At that time, did you want the truth to be revealed or would you have been buried?!"

The crows were silent, and for a while, it was so quiet in the Pure Yang Palace that the sound of needles falling could be heard.

In fact, Song Mingting's last sentence was already very unkind, more like a curse. But the real people of the Pure Yang Sect who were present didn't speak for a while, and even the real people who were away from Li Yi only had blue and white faces for a while, and they didn't make a fuss.

Because although Song Mingting's last sentence was ugly, the previous words were simply words of conscience.

Monks are seeking the Tao, and the clear mind is true, all the real people in my Tao have understood my way, with their own Tao as the standard, what is right and what is wrong, they can't deceive themselves, if they act against their own heart, then the "Tao" will be damaged!

"Okay! Well said!" After a while, Shansu Zhenren was the first to speak. With his serious and rigid nature, it is rare to praise a junior so much.

Not only Shansu Zhenren, but also Tibetan Hexagram Zhenren, Junyang Zhenren and other people present were impressed by Song Mingting. Although Junyang Zhenren's face was not good-looking, he had some appreciation for Song Mingting's performance.

To be honest, he hadn't paid attention to Song Mingting at all before. The two disciples brought by the Tibetan hexagram Zhenren and others, Song Qingyi and Song Mingting, what is even more eye-catching is Song Qingyi, with the eyesight of Junyang Zhenren, it can be seen at a glance that Song Qingyi is a genius disciple of the Guizang Sword Pavilion, and it is not much worse than the most talented disciples of the younger generation of their Pure Yang Sect.

But that's just it, when it comes to the realm of Junyang Zhenren, even if he is a genius disciple, at most he can only let him look at it twice, not enough for him to face it, because a genius who has not grown up is just a genius.

Junyang Zhenren didn't even care much about Song Qingyi, so how could he care about Song Mingting?

But Song Mingting's words really made him look sideways, so even though Song Mingting was a disciple of the Guizang Sword Pavilion and cursed him just now, Junyang Zhenren still appreciated it in his heart.

But appreciation is appreciation, and things still have to be done.

Junyang Zhenren coughed lightly, his face was quite embarrassed, and he said: "Brother Tibetan hexagram, three seniors, a few Taoist friends, this matter is indeed the fault of my ancestors, Cui Tuan Peak we will offer it with both hands, Uncle Liyi and Senior Brother Qingyan will also go with you to worship the Qingli seniors, in order to comfort the spirits of the Qingli seniors in the sky, and my Pure Yang Sect will also offer some sins to express our apologies." It's just—"

The Tibetan hexagram Zhenren and the others all set their eyes on Junyang Zhenren, waiting for him to finish speaking.

"It's just that this matter can not be publicized, and this big matter will be turned into a small matter? If Daoist friends agree, all the people in my Pure Yang Sect will be grateful to the Tibetan Sword Pavilion for their past and not to blame. ”

The expression of the Tibetan hexagram real person was obscure, and even the Shansu real person who was the most angry suddenly subsided most of his anger at this time.

Song Mingting stood with his head down, his eyes flashing slightly. Junyang Zhenren's last sentence was not just a literal meaning, he also expressed the meaning of an alliance. As long as he returns to the Tibetan Sword Pavilion and agrees not to disclose this matter, then the Pure Yang Sect will form an alliance with them to the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and if they encounter any crisis in the future, the Pure Yang Sect will take action.

This is also the reason why the anger of the real people in charge of the sect will subside a lot at once. Although they are not as clear about the current situation of the sect as he knows, they must know some of it, and Junyang Zhenren's words undoubtedly gave a promise.

To be honest, even if he is already a human in two lifetimes, he can't help but want to agree to come down instead of the real person in charge.

At this moment, Junyang Zhenren's face suddenly changed slightly, and then Liyi Zhenren, Zixiao Zhenren and others also changed color.

Soon after, a sound was heard outside the hall.

"Evergreen Sect Maobai Zhenren, Taishangzong Lingxiao Zhenren, Bodhi Temple Missing Moon Zen Master, Guizang Sword Pavilion Liuhe Zhenren, Qiuli Zhenren, want to leave the real person!"

Then, the six figures stepped into the main hall.

Song Mingting sighed slightly in his heart, completely threw away the hesitation in his heart, and looked at the six people who walked in.

The first one is an old Taoist, who has a gray beard, and looks much older than Shansu Zhenren, Huozhen Zhenren and Jinhuang Zhenren, but his spirit is strong.

The old Taoist looks kind, temperament is chong and elegant, wearing a dark cyan robe, embroidered with a large number of flower and leaf patterns, the corners are hot with rolling gold edges, all over the body is full of vitality, there is constantly emerald green light floating out, forming a cypress appearance, as soon as he enters, the tension in the hall seems to have melted away like a spring breeze and snow.

Next to Lao Dao is a middle-aged Taoist with deep eyebrows and a cold temperament, wearing a white Taoist robe, embroidered with cyan gossip and a nine-fold heavenly pattern, with blue light floating around his body, forming the shape of a crane. The crane shadow is curling, lonely and arrogant, and there is a state of rushing into the sky, which makes people dare not force their eyes. This person must have been extremely handsome when he was young, so when he reached middle age, he still had a lonely handsome air on his body.

On the other side of the old road is an old monk. The old monk was thin and solemn, but his face seemed to have a natural color of compassion. The old monk wears a pale cyan monk's robe, which is plain and clean, without any ornamentation. Sanskrit words are constantly floating out of the body, faintly forming the appearance of a missing moon, and every move exudes a natural Zen feeling.

Behind these two monks, there are three more people.

The most eye-catching is a woman, the woman's eyebrows are like Yuandai, her eyes are like autumn water, the quality is proud and frosty, the fragrance contains autumn dew, and the whole body seems to be moistened in a pool of autumn water, wearing only a black and white long skirt, but it is a peerless elegance, and the beauty is speechless. It is really as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow, and it is scorching like a hibiscus out of the waves!

On the woman's side is a middle-aged Taoist who is not angry and arrogant, the Taoist is tall, heroic-looking, carrying a huge sword box behind his back, and the silver rays are surging all around, forming a shield with six intricate patterns.

There is another person next to the Taoist man, that person's eyebrows are mediocre, neither good nor bad, his body shape is also unremarkable, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, wearing the peak master robe of the Guizang Sword Pavilion, the black true qi around his body surges, forming the image of an assassin, in short, this is a person who is not noticeable at first glance.