In order to prevent rumors from damaging the reputation of Lihating Heaven, in addition to the Yuding Zhenren and the five palace seats, only Zhou Sheng, a disciple of Lihate Heaven, was present, and several big people looked calm, which made the atmosphere depressed, and even the guards outside the hall felt a faint suffocation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"But since you know that you are wrong, then in the ancient desert town, you are only here to get close to the demon demon?!"

"Yes. ”

"Under the bottom of the ruins abyss, the demon path demon can also remind you to wait until you leave because of you?!"

"Yes. ”

"In this way, you really have colluded with the Chaos Demon Sect, and you have even practiced the Dao Resentment Mantra of the Chaos Demon Mind early?!"

“...... Be. ”

In the empty hall, there were loud accusations and shouts from the Red Fire Real Man and a cold and serious confession, and the hot and loud voice of the Red Fire Real Man came out of the hall, which made the hearts of the guards outside cold.

Demon Dao Grudge Mantra?

If it were an ordinary person, who would not feel an unbearable outrage and resentment, and who would be able to endure the innocent wrongs!

Leng You's heart is silent, it's not that he's downplayed, it's not numb, it's not that it's spineless, it's just that there is no difference between admitting it and not admitting it, since Chihuo Zhenren likes it, then it's good to fulfill his wishes.

Chihuo Zhenren has always been jealous and hateful, but at this time, he was satisfied with Leng You's confession, shook his crimson Liuyun sleeves, and said: "Demon fetus, if it is really a complete demon fetus, no wonder it will be stained with such dirty and ominous things, it can really be said that it is self-inflicted!"

When the other palace seats stated one crime after another in the Chihuo Zhenren, the head of the Yuding Zhenren was still calm and expressionless, and the Yunhai Zhenren of the Cangyun Palace shook his head in disappointment, "If you don't go on the right path, you will enter the devil's path, sad, sad!"

Yuqiong Zhenren frowned slightly, He Yi'an put his eyes on Leng You, and gradually felt that something seemed to be out of control......

"Enough. ”

At this time, a sound that was not heavy or loud came out faintly, but it was like a thunderclap, and it immediately blocked what the hot-tempered Chihuo Zhenren was saying.

The person who opened his mouth was not the Yuding Zhenren who was sitting in the middle, but the innermost person on the left side whose reputation and prestige were second only to the Yuding Zhenren.

Huaizuo Zhenren still had a cold face, put his eyes on Yuding Zhenren's face, and arched his hand: "Since this disciple has confessed, how should the senior brother in charge be punished?"

Although Huaizuo Zhenren is in charge of the punishment and punishment of the hatred of heaven, the person in front of him is no one else.

Yuding Zhenren's eyes first looked at the iron-faced and selfless Huaizuo Zhenren, and then swept lightly over the crowd, before slowly retracting, in the eyes of everyone, he looked at Leng You, and slowly calmly opened his mouth to judge: "All disciples are not allowed to contact the demons, but now it seems that they are willing to risk the world's disapproval to get an evil aura, according to the rules and precepts of the door, you should abolish the cultivation as a disciple outside the door, but although there is no right or wrong in what Gu Mo and his party have done, it is really against the right way and morality, and you can't be left on the mountain." ”

Abolish cultivation and expel from the mountain!

Yuding Zhenren's voice was magnetic and majestic from beginning to end, inexplicably a little impersonal, as if he was deciding a trivial matter...... The pressure on the bottom of his voice was so great that almost no one could withstand it.

Sitting still in front of me is a vast giant mountain, a ruthless god of judgment, resisting it, like a grasshopper shaking a tree!

Leng You's heart shook, and his complexion couldn't help but change slightly.

The truth was so cruel that even if he was prepared, it was so cruel that even he couldn't believe it! If he didn't admit his guilt, would the head of the family really subdue him with his own hands?!!!

The face of the Yuding real person in front of him did not change, he was still majestic and calm, and the facts he had established were not stingy for the people of Qushui Palace.

"Abolish the ......"

Leng You's heart was cold, and his chest was also stuffy, he was suddenly a little unwilling, unwilling to be ruined in his cultivation, unwilling to work hard for more than ten years in vain!

Escape?

Leng You is not a pedantic person, he even tells lies seriously and does not change his face, how can he not think of resisting?

A little pure karma sealed the unsealed aura in the body slowly, this feeling is quite comfortable, a little reluctant.

However, at this time, Leng You's tense mind was suddenly relieved, like a full bow gradually unloading all its strength, relieved, and relaxed.

What this body cultivation is fighting for is the true recipe for the Taixu Imperial Qi, and this true secret for the Imperial Void is after all a thing that is away from hating the sky, when will it belong to oneself again? Speaking of which, it seems that it is just a debt to the hating sky, and now, it has to be repaid.

Leng You doesn't like charity, but now this scene is as if the alms he once gave were asked to go back, which makes him a little unwilling to waste his cultivation, and he doesn't like to end up in such a field.

He arched his hand and said silently: "Disciple, I am willing to be punished." ”

There was silence all around, and the other thrones did not speak again.

The abolition of cultivation, in addition to imparting punishment, is probably the most cruel punishment for cultivators.

Chihuo Zhenren's face couldn't help but change slightly, and the fiery temper that surged up in his heart because Leng You's involvement in the Demon Dao dissipated at once, and he brushed his sleeves and sat back on the chair.

In the main hall, there is not a trace of breeze blowing, but when everything is a foregone conclusion, it is destined to be cold and secluded from hatred, and there is no world.

......

Leng You's head was lowered, and his body trembled involuntarily.

He Yi'an looked at him with a complicated expression, and finally spoke, and said slowly: "Senior Brother in charge, senior brothers, and senior sister Yuqiong, don't you believe me, a nominal disciple, don't you still believe in Qingxiao Zhenren?"

Nominal disciple?

It's just that why An Yishi stirred up a thousand waves, the expressions of all the palace seats were shocked, and even the head of the Yuding real person changed his face slightly, and his calm eyes became bright!

At this time, it was not the head of the house who spoke first, but Huaizuo Zhenren with a solemn face, and he asked solemnly: "What are you suffering from?"

It's just that Leng You still lowered his head at this time, he felt very tired, he felt physically and mentally exhausted, and the pain in his body had long been numb.

He struggled to raise his head and shook his head slowly.

It was clear that his calm face was pale, and fine sweat could not stop breaking out on his forehead, and the symptoms were almost as tragic as if he had cast the Dutian Scattering Spell, except that there were no aura fluctuations and no broken meridians......

The faces of several palace seats changed rapidly.

"You ......" He Yi'an couldn't help but want to stand up, but his body was just less than three inches away from the chair, but he suddenly stopped, as if he had suddenly aged for dozens of years, his face was gray, and he couldn't sit down slowly.

A thick drowsiness struck, and his consciousness gradually blurred, Leng You could only hold on to a trace of clarity in his heart, struggling to support it, turning to He Yi'an with great effort, dragging his body slowly towards He Yi'an, his steps were a little heavy.

Holding the sword fetus, Leng Yu endured the pain in his body and lowered himself, first half-kneeling, and then slowly, his knees finally knelt on the ground.

He tried to open his eyes and saw He Yi'an sitting in front of him clearly, his voice was weak and full of exhaustion: "Master...... Inherit the disciple's nine prostrations...... As a guide for more than three months after fifteen years and three months after going up the mountain...... and the ...... of nurturing"

After finishing speaking, he struggled to prop his hands on the ground, and lowered his upper body forward, only kowtowing to thank him.

Under the gaze of everyone, no more, no less, Leng You kowtowed to He Yi'an nine times.

He Yi'an's face was as serious as ever, but his hands holding the armrests on both sides of the chair trembled slightly, and he said slowly: "You never owe me anything......

Leng Yu shook his head for the second time.

"I ...... He ......wanted to open his mouth, but he felt that his mouth was full of fishy blood, and even when he spoke, a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, warm and cold.

At this point, it seems that there is nothing to say......

Leng You suddenly bleed from his nose and mouth.

He couldn't help but wipe it with his sleeve, which was stained with blood, but at least it didn't have to make him look embarrassed.

His eyes tried to open open, and between the painstaking searches, Leng faintly saw a transparent gate leading to the vast world in front of him, so he walked forward step by step, supporting, and using all his strength to leave this oppressive place......