"Soul searching?" Zhang Jinsong sank his face and said, "Since you have no real evidence, how dare you search for the soul of a disciple at will?

It turns out that soul searching is generally carried out by high-level immortal cultivators against mortals or low-level immortal cultivators, relying on powerful divine thoughts to search for memories in the soul of the other party, which will make people not lightly sane at best, and at worst they will become idiots. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although Fang Yun is just an ordinary outer disciple, Xiaoqing and Zhang Liheng both support him, and there are so many people around the scene, if he is unfair, Zhang Jinsong himself will also be held responsible, how dare he let Wang Chongxi come wantonly!

"If you don't search for souls, then my nephew will die in vain?" This Fang Yun is the most suspicious!" Wang Chongxi glared at him, and said, "Why did he stay in the sword forging room for half a year? What did he do inside? If he didn't search for souls, how could he figure it out?"

Wang Chongxi also made sense, Zhang Jinsong himself was also puzzled, frowned, turned to look at Fang Yun, and asked, "Fang Yun, why did you stay in the sword casting room for half a year?" This Uncle Wang suspected that you had done some ulterior deeds inside, if you couldn't explain it clearly, he would search for your soul!" Speaking of this, his eyes were sharp, and he deterred Fang Yun with half-truths.

"Soul searching, why?" Xiao Qing couldn't help but cry out, glaring at Wang Chongxi fiercely.

"Why can't you search for souls? This Fang Yun has been in it for half a year, a newly promoted disciple of the outer sect, what is the big deal to stay in there for so long? You let him talk about it!" Wang Chongxi stretched out his hand and pointed at Fang Yun, and said viciously.

Zhang Liheng, as Fang Yun's master, was also a little puzzled, in order to avoid suspicion, he didn't speak, and at this time, he couldn't help but come up and said solemnly to Fang Yun: "Fang Yun, although I am your master, I can't cover you either, you can answer the words of Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhang, think about it and talk about it!"

Speaking of the last sentence, he glanced at Fang Yun, shook his head slightly, and his eyes signaled that if Fang Yun had something unspeakable, he could not answer, as long as he didn't keep his mouth open, he wouldn't dare to do anything to forgive Wang Chongxi.

At this time, the atmosphere was extremely solemn, and dozens of pairs of eyes around him fell on Fang Yun in unison, all waiting to see how he answered.

Fang Yun seemed to be frightened by this situation, his face turned pale, he swallowed his saliva, hesitated for a long time, and then hesitantly took out the jade plate that recorded the task of the sect and handed it to Zhang Jinsong.

Zhang Jinsong took a look at it, and his face suddenly showed surprise, "You mean, you have been in retreat in the sword-casting room for half a year, just to complete this sword-casting task?"

Fang Yun hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"How is this possible? You are the new disciple of the outer sect, you can complete such a task?" Zhang Jinsong muttered, handing the jade plate to Zhang Liheng, after all, Zhang Liheng is Fang Yun's master, what is Fang Yun's sword-casting ability, he has the most right to speak, in order to judge whether Fang Yun can complete this task.

Zhang Liheng was puzzled, he didn't know what task he was talking about, he quickly took the jade card, his eyes swept away, and he suddenly looked strange, looked at Fang Yun up and down, and said ambiguously: "This task may not be possible for ordinary outer disciples, but Fang Yun may have a unique casting technique." As he spoke, he handed the jade plate to Xiaoqing again.

Xiao Qing was clueless when she heard what the two of them said, she had already itched in her heart, snatched the jade plate, and after seeing the task information on it, she blurted out: "What? Fang Yun, you have cast twenty spirit swords in half a year?"

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers burst into a commotion.

What is the concept of casting twenty spirit swords in half a year, even if it is the most ordinary spirit sword, a flying sword of the next grade, it has to be cast more than three times a month on average, and it is good to cast one a month on ordinary outer disciples.

Casting 20 in half a year?

Wang Chongxi was also taken aback, although he had been guarding outside, but when he first swept with his divine thoughts, he could vaguely see that the task paper crane was holding a spirit sword, and soon after, Zhang Jinsong brought people to come and sealed off this place, and the paper crane could no longer be scanned with divine thoughts, so he didn't know what the paper crane was doing in and out, and Fang Yun was doing inside.

After he was stunned for a moment, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Fang Yun, and a suction force came out, and Fang Yun couldn't help but rush towards him.

Fang Yun was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to resist with his luck, but in a flash, he still gave up resistance and let the other party catch him.

Wang Chongxi grabbed Fang Yun's neck, lifted him in the air, glared at the triangular monster, and shouted: "Little rabbit cub, you dare to fool me? believe it or not, I can break your neck with a slap?"

Click......

A strong force struck, Fang Yun felt that he couldn't breathe, his neck was pinched to the bone, and he was in danger of being broken at any time.

He couldn't help but be shocked, and once again tried to resist, but when his gaze swept over the other party's fierce eyes, he vaguely saw a trace of cunning hidden inside.

"No, I can't resist it, this is a trap!" Fang Yun flashed his thoughts, simply turned his heart sideways, glared at the other party with hatred, and gave up resistance.

"Hey, Wang Chongxi, what are you doing? Let go!" Zhang Jinsong stretched out his palm and slapped it directly on Wang Chongxi's shoulder.

Xiaoqing and Zhang Liheng also shouted in unison, and reached out to grab Wang Chongxi.

Wang Chongxi's eyes narrowed, seeing that Fang Yun's eyes were bulging, his face was red, his body was also convulsing, and he would die at any time, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "This kid is about to be killed by me, and he has no power to resist, is it true that Jin Shan's death has nothing to do with him? Someone else who has fallen for the Gu rune? Otherwise, since he can dissolve the Gu rune, why is he powerless to resist?"

At this time, Zhang Jinsong's slap was about to hit him on the shoulder, although Wang Chongxi was arrogant and manic, but in fact he was extremely cunning, and before there was real evidence, he naturally didn't want to really kill Fang Yun and fell out with Zhang Jinsong.

So he shook his hand and threw Fang Yun, who was about to faint, to Zhang Jinsong, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zhang, why be nervous, the old man just tried this kid to see if he would have any ability, how could he really kill him?"

Seeing that Wang Chongxi let Fang Yun go, Zhang Jinsong and the three of them hurriedly stopped, Zhang Jinsong pushed the palace blood for Fang Yun, and after a while, Fang Yun let out a sigh of relief and eased up.

"Wang Chongxi, you are too much, it is so difficult to be an outer disciple, how can you be worthy of your identity as a senior in the late stage of foundation building?" Xiao Qing saw that Fang Yun's neck was full of black palm prints, and he was upset for Fang Yun, and asked angrily at Wang Chongxi.

Wang Chongxi looked up and snorted, "Hahaha, the little young girl protects this kid everywhere, is it possible to look down on him?"

"You ......" Xiaoqing stretched out her hand and pointed at Wang Chongxi, so angry that her chest fell together, and her pretty face turned red.

Zhang Liheng didn't want to continue to entangle with Wang Chongxi, a crazy old guy, so he hurriedly diverted the conversation: "Senior Brother Wang, my disciple Fang Yun doesn't have the slightest power to resist, how can he be the murderer who killed your nephew." There are too many people in the audience today, why don't you let everyone disperse first, and ask Hall Master Zhang to investigate slowly?"

Speaking of this, he turned around and glanced at Zhang Jinsong, and said, "Hall Master Zhang is upright, I believe he will deal with it impartially." ”

Zhang Jinsong was also very dissatisfied with Wang Chongxi's arrogance, and at this time, there was no real basis to convict Fang Yun, and he also wanted to calm down the scene as soon as possible, otherwise he would continue, and he didn't know what Wang Chongxi was going to do, so he nodded and said: "Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Zhang's words are reasonable, why don't you dissipate your anger first, and let me investigate slowly?"

Wang Chongxi narrowed his eyes, pointed at Fang Yun and smiled: "Slow, this son said that he has built 20 spirit swords in half a year, I want to watch him build a spirit sword with my own eyes, if the technique is impure and cannot be completed, it will naturally prove that he is lying, I will search his soul on the spot!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience roared, and they were all sighing in their hearts, Jiang is still old and spicy, this Uncle Wang is really old and cunning, as soon as this assessment comes out, Fang Yunyi is a new disciple of the outer sect, even if he can build a spirit sword, he can be scared on this occasion, how can he successfully complete the casting of the spirit sword?

Zhang Liheng also secretly scolded the other party's bastard in his heart, and hurriedly said: "The apprentice is not in a good state today, can the assessment of this spirit sword casting be postponed?"

"No, just today!" Wang Chongxi stretched out his hand and threw a bottle of pill over, "If this son can pass the assessment, I am willing to give him this bottle of Xiao Pei Yuan Dan to heal and recover." ”

Fang Yun, who had been lying on the ground gasping, immediately turned over and got up when he saw Xiao Pei Yuandan coming, and nodded fiercely at the other party.