Feng Xue's willow eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes showed a dignified color. And Mo Fa didn't wait for her to speak, and continued to speak: "In just these three months, I have already disappeared after twenty-four disciples from the Dust Sect went out. Cuiyun Mountain Huaqi, practicing the nine-fold building of the Qi Realm, about two months ago, was found dead in a barren mountain that gathered 37,000 miles away from the dust, and the three yin in the body were amputated, Zou An, a disciple of Qiyang Peak, was killed in the south of the Tibetan Xuan River before the 27th, with seven swords in his body, and the remnants of the Luo Yu Red Flame Sword in his body. There is also Wuji Peak Cao Ran, who died 120,000 miles away, on the bank of the Fengshui River. When it was discovered, the disciple's body had already been gnawed by the beast, and only a few leg bones remained. And these three people, without exception, all had traces of being forced to confess and search for souls before they died-"

In the main hall, there was a dead silence again, and the sneer in Mo Fa's eyes gradually became clear: "This is only the three people who have corpses left, and the remaining twenty-one people have not seen anyone alive or dead." Either it hasn't been found yet, or it's been destroyed. The origin of the murderer is unknown, and it is difficult to find out, and it has become a headless public case. It is also unknown why this generation did this. ”

The wind and snow sneered slightly, and he had almost guessed what Mofa would say next. Without waiting for this person to finish speaking, he said impatiently: "This is strange, it is closer to Nie Xianling, and it should be my Xuanling Mountain lineage." Isn't it ridiculous that those people don't attack the disciples of the first line of Xuanling Mountain, but instead stare at the disciples of the other lineages?"

"I don't know if it's ridiculous, even if there is no matter of the Nie family's treasure house, many of my disciples from the Dust Sect have died inexplicably. ”

Mo Fa put his hand behind his back and looked directly at Feng Xue: "It's just that among these twenty-four people, Senior Sister Feng Xue, you can be sure that none of them are killed, and the cause of death is related to Nie Xianling?

The words were aggressive, and they also made more Jindan monks in the hall thoughtful.

Feng Xuetie's face turned blue and he didn't say anything more. Mofa's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and she expected them.

But knowing this, she couldn't refute it at all. Could it be said that for one Nie Xianling, sacrifice ten hundred disciples, at all costs?

"It was precisely because he had anticipated today's events that Mo Fa submitted this matter of Nie Xianling to the Outer Service Hall for adjudication. However, at that time, the evil results were not apparent, and several elders of the Foreign Service Hall cared about the friendship of the same family and did not make a painful decision. Today, Mofa only wants the same tragedy, and it will not be repeated in the future. ”

Mo Fa looked around at the people in the hall, and then his gaze fixed on Zhuang Wudao at the back of the main hall, and pointed his spear at him: "Or Senior Brother Zhuang, you have other objections, can you teach me something?"

Zhuang Wudao's eyes were indifferent, and he looked at this person for a few breaths. The people around are full of interest, waiting for the wonderful show. Zhuang Wudao's eyes closed slightly, and he said expressionlessly: "What Senior Brother Mo Fa said is very reasonable! However, Zhuang Wudao should act, he has his own reasons, and he has a clear conscience about the sect. Senior brother wants me to fire Nie Xianling, this girl, it's impossible!"

It would be foolish to entangle with your opponent in a battle that you are not destined to win. Mofa is well prepared, not words that can be refuted.

It is precisely because he knows that he will be defeated, and he may even be beaten upside down, and he is accused of ignoring the life and death of his disciples from Lichen, which makes Xuanling Mountain lose the hearts of the people. At the very beginning, he would conclude that he and the festival law could only maintain Nie Xianling's March period at most. I have never pinned my hopes on this Jindan conference.

At this time, whatever he says is wrong, it is better not to say it. I didn't bother to spend my tongue and energy arguing with Mofa.

"What a clear conscience!"

At this time, Mo Fa had a feeling of throwing a heavy punch, but it hit the empty space. He had already guessed that Zhuang Wudao might have given up. But I thought that most of this person would be dying and resisting.

Seeing the result, Zhuang Wudao did not have any resistance at all. Looking at the rest of the people in Xuanling Mountain, it seems that Yun Lingyue and the others are either silent, or puzzled, or resentful, or annoyed. But no one had the intention of opening his mouth again.

Mo Fa shook his head, thinking that it was okay, and directly hugged his fist to the cloud platform of the night monarch and the four real people above the Lu and said: "Since this is the case, there is no doubt about it, there is a decision with a few real people." ”

Ye Junquan glanced left and right, and then shook his head slightly: "This matter is still judged by all the Jin Dan present, and each person has one vote." If the number of people exceeds fifty percent, this Nie Immortal Ling will be driven out of the wall of the Dust Sect. If there are not enough votes, you will not mention it again. No matter what the result is, at that time, you must follow the order, and there can be no more objections and dissatisfaction, otherwise the door rules will be dealt with. ”

The atmosphere in the hall was condensed again, but no one sounded, including Zhuang Wudao. With the wave of the night monarch's sleeves, a few Taoist children immediately took charge and carried a huge jade plate with a square circle close to the abbot to the center of the hall.

Zhuang Wudao opened his eyes again and looked carefully. I know that this is a 'public opinion plate', and it is a tool for the Jindan Assembly of the Lichen Sect and the elders to make decisions.

The jade plate will display gold, silver and black fish patterns, the golden fish pattern is to agree to this proposal, the black fish pattern is vetoed, and the silver fish charm is abstention.

All Jindan monks, with their true or secret jade plates, can manipulate the changes in the fish pattern in the jade plate.

Therefore, even the Yuan Shen Cultivator with a large divine mind could not know what kind of choice was made by the many Jin Dan present at the time of the decision.

Zhuang Wudao took his secret jade plate and only swept his thoughts. It can be seen that there is an extra black fish pattern on the 'discussion plate'.

Then the fish patterns increased one after another, until there were about 100. And the complexions of the people in the hall also began to change.

The black fish pattern only accounted for half of the minus, and the total number was only forty-eight. And there are not many golden fish patterns, a total of forty-nine. There are only a few 12 silver fish patterns, which can be omitted.

There are a total of one hundred and nine, and the four Yuan Shen Zhenren, plus Zhuang Wudao and the Jin Dan present, are exactly this number.

Zhuang Wudao raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling quite surprised. Forty-eight, this number is actually far beyond his expectations. Not too little, but too much.

No matter how he calculates it beforehand, the number of votes this time will not exceed forty. Xuanling Mountain was present, and there were a total of twenty-seven people including him, and fifteen people from Cuiyun Mountain, adding up to only forty-two monks. What's more, these forty-two votes may not be able to get it steadily.

Even if they belong to the same lineage, they may also have conflicts of interest with each other, and there will be grievances and grievances, and they are even more different, some are righteous, and some are greedy for money. Disagreements are inevitable.

And outside of Xuanling Cuiyun Mountain, not to mention. Shuiyun Peak and Suyun Peak are just temporarily joining forces with Xuanling Mountain. Since Elder Gu Xu of Shui Yunfeng can join forces with Mo Fa for the sake of his wealth. So it is inevitable to defect today and insert a knife in the back of Xuanling Mountain.

As for the twelve abstentions, they should have come from other peaks, unwilling to betray this branch, and also disagreed with the first real person of this branch, so they had to choose to give up. However, these twelve people, is there too many? Is it Huangji Peak? The three Dharma real people instructed? Speaking of Huangji Peak, it is also the eleven Jindan monks.

- And the number forty-eight, which is also too much of a coincidence.

Zhuang Wudao narrowed his eyes and looked at the seats of the first few real people in front of him. Especially He Daozhi, the first seat of Shuiyun Peak, his eyes had a sword, and he scraped behind this person.

There are twenty-seven people in Xuanling Mountain, fifteen people in Cuiyun Mountain, and the weakest vein Suyun Peak, there are only six Jindan, and the total is just forty-eight people. Shui Yunfeng, on the other hand, was a total of seven Jin Dan elders.

Zhuang Wudao didn't know if this was a coincidence, but this result couldn't help but arouse his doubts. It is also just the same as the words of the festival and his secret opinion three months ago.

Not only him, but even the other Jindan monks who were born in Xuanling, Cuiyun and Suyun also looked at him with suspicion.

He Dao was still a little surprised at the beginning, but after only a moment, he was calm and unusual.

However, Zhuang Wudao was keenly aware that He Daozhi's pair of fists had been tightly clenched, and he was clearly pretending to be calm.

"Hey, what a He Daozhi! I was silent before, but now I just stabbed him,"

Sikong Hong next to him had a low voice, and his eyes were full of chills that could not be dissolved: "Master's move is really wise." Otherwise, when it is critical in the future, Shui Yunfeng will be attacked behind his back, and the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Zhuang Wudao shook his head and defended He Daozhi: "It may not be Shuiyun Peak, forty-eight fish patterns, it may or may not be a coincidence." And even if Shui Yunfeng casts a golden fish pattern, it may be that those people think they have nothing to fear. I feel that the current Xuanling Mountain, after all, is still inseparable from their Shuiyun Peak, and I want to get some benefits from Mofa. ”

Having said that, Zhuang Wudao was thinking about the words of the festival of the day - 'I am worried about the water and clouds, and I have long been connected with Mingcuifeng'.

It's just because his master had already expected that Shui Yunfeng's vein was just a **** real person, a chess piece pre-arranged on Xuanling's side.

I also knew that at the Jindan Conference two years ago, Mingcuifeng was defeated, although it was due to the situation, and it was also the **** real person who took the initiative to show weakness, intending to paralyze Xuanling Mountain.

That's why he will do everything possible to seek to join forces with Huangji Peak?

Thinking of Nie Xianling, Zhuang Wudao lost his mind slightly. I don't know what happened to this woman?

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Inside Daoye Mountain, Nie Xianling's heart was surging, and her eyes looked at the steps in front of her seriously. Built in a mountain crestic, it is made of unknown green jade ashlar, a total of 999 levels, extending to the top of the mountain.

It's not steep, but in the Dust Sect, there are more than a thousand people who have died on this road. And among them, there are twenty-three super-grade spiritual roots.

Nie Xianling was not afraid, only secretly thinking in his heart. This is the path that Zhuang Wudao walked a few years ago?

She didn't know if it was fate, Zhuang Wudao three years ago, it was in order to protect her that he took the risk and forcibly crossed the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.

Three years later, for herself, she also stood in front of this Dao Karma Heavenly Path, repeating Zhuang Wudao's path.

"Once you enter this path, life and death are unpredictable. ”

Xuan Jizi stood beside her, and said in a leisurely tone: "Don't you regret it?"

"How?"

Nie Xianling smiled: "Not to mention Xianling, where can there be anything to regret?"

If you don't retreat, you will live, and if you don't advance, you will die, this truth has been understood by her three months ago.

"I don't know how sure you are, junior brother of the Dao, what do you think, but I hope you can succeed. ”

Xuan Jizi breathed a sigh of relief: "If this is the case, Xianling, you have made a great contribution to my Xuanling Mountain." Xuanji is grateful!"

"Yes, it will work!"

Nie Xianling shook his head, and his voice was persistent: "Xianling, even if it is for himself, he has to cross this path." ”

Xuan Jizi was dumbfounded, he didn't know where Nie Xianling got his confidence.

wanted to remind a few more words, but Xuan Jizi frowned and stopped. At this time, the sound of the bell rang from afar.

The bell rings over nine, which is the official beginning of the nine veins ****. Xuan Jizi immediately knew that the two of them had little time. He stopped talking and said lightly: "Be careful all the way! Don't fall down." ”

"Xianling, I remember!"

Nie Xianling was also sensitive, and the 'Divine Pattern Blood Forbidden' that existed in the center of his eyebrows suddenly shattered.

Knowing that this is Zhuang Wudao, he has untied her spirit slave shackles. Nie Xianling didn't have the slightest joy and happiness to be free, but was stunned for a while.

After a long time, Nie Xianling recovered, but his eyes were even clearer and brighter. Without hesitation, he stepped on the blue jade steps.

At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist figure suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Holding the sword in her hand, wisps of cyan sword light sprinkled towards her.