The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 269 each with their own minds

It's not that Qingxuan is afraid of this person if he doesn't attack Shangguan Ce. If it's not necessary, he doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble. Compared with Shangguan Ce, the two juniors behind him can deal with it easily.

When Song Daren left the Yuqing Hall, the atmosphere in the hall was still somewhat oppressive.

Daoxuan's eyes fell on Master Cangsong, and he said loudly: "Junior Brother Cangsong, according to what you said, that kid Zhang Xiaofan not only secretly learned Tianyin Temple's Great Fen Wisdom, but also possesses the magic weapon of the Demon Sect, is this true?"

"Senior Brother Sect Leader, I have witnessed this matter with my own eyes, and I have confirmed that it doesn't matter if it is an ordinary magic weapon. The thing in his hand is exactly the blood-devouring orb that was famous in the world 800 years ago. If Zhang Xiaofan is not How did the people of the Devil's Cult get this monster?"

In fact, Cang Song knew better than anyone else that the Blood-devouring Orb and the Great Burning Prajna were probably hidden on that kid by that damned monk Puzhi.

Unexpectedly, that kid usually looks very dull, the city is so deep, he is pregnant with blood-devouring beads, he didn't mention a word, if he stays, it may be a big hidden danger.

"Amitabha!"

Sitting in the main hall, Abbot Puhong folded his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name. A deep guilt flashed in his eyes. If it wasn't for his younger brother Puzhi, this child wouldn't have suffered so much.

"Cangsong!"

Tian Buyi showed an angry look, and scolded: "If he Zhang Xiaofan is a member of the Demon Cult, then what is the origin of Lin Jingyu under your sect? Both of them are orphans in Caomiao Village, Qingyun Sect has been sorry for them, how can you Let you frame and frame!"

"you……"

"Okay, Junior Brother Tian, ​​you can bring up the Blood-devouring Orb."

Sitting on the first seat, Daoxuan's face was also quite ugly, he could keep things like blood-devouring beads on his body, the possibility that Zhang Xiaofan belonged to the Demon Cult was extremely high.

Reverend Daoxuan opened his mouth, Reverend Cangsong finally calmed down, Tian Buyi's face became extremely ugly, everyone in the hall had their own thoughts.

Standing behind Master Shuiyue, Lu Xueqi's eyes were a little curious. She had some impression of the name Zhang Xiaofan. She remembered seeing him once in Yuqing Palace when she started five years ago.

It's just that he didn't expect that Zhang Xiaofan was the disciple he said he was practicing 'Da Burning Prajna' in Qingyun Sect.

"Yes, Senior Sect Master."

After finishing speaking, Tian Buyi handed over the fire stick that Zhang Xiaofan used to hide in his sleeve robe.

When a group of disciples in the main hall saw the fire stick, their faces no longer had the look of teasing they used to. blood beads.

Carefully holding the fire stick in his hand, Reverend Daoxuan looked at the dark blood-devouring bead on it, with a hint of red in it, and said: "It seems that this is indeed a blood-devouring bead, but this stick is the source of the blood-devouring bead. Unknown, being able to fuse with the Blood-devouring Orb must not be a good kind, and the hostility is restrained, no wonder I didn't see the history at the beginning."

Just when everyone's thoughts were tossing, under the leadership of Song Daren, a bleak figure walked down the Hongqiao, walked up the stone steps step by step, and finally appeared in front of the Yuqing Palace.

The person who came was thin, pale, with apprehension in his eyes, he was Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of Dazhu Peak.

"Little brother, I think the face of the sect master is a bit ugly. You can answer whatever the uncles ask later. Don't make them angry, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. Let's go in."

When Zhang Xiaofan stepped into the Yuqing Palace, he felt all eyes focused on him.

In the center of the hall, on top of the main seat, the highly respected Daoxuan Reverend Daoxuan sits on it, and on the small tea table beside him, there is a magic weapon connected with the soul, which is his Fire stick.

In the row on the right is the first seat of Qingyun Sect, including Tian Buyi and all the elders and disciples of Qingyun Sect.

In the row on the left are acquaintances I met at Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea. Among them, Faxiang and Fashan of Tianyin Temple stood respectfully behind the head of the two benevolent and benevolent monks.

Song Daren saluted Daoxuan, and said: "Master Uncle, Dazhu Peak Junior Brother Zhang Xiaofan brought it here."

Tian Buyi's eyes fell on Zhang Xiaofan, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, his tone was serious, and he said: "Old Qi, you stand there, the Master Master and seniors have something to ask you."

"Yes, Master."

Sitting on top, Master Daoxuan looked at the lonely young man in the main hall expressionlessly. Back then, that child had already grown to such a point, who could say that his aptitude was dull?

"Zhang Xiaofan, the people next to you are righteous seniors, and now they are here because of you. This is the abbot of Tianyin Temple, Puhong Divine Monk, sitting next to him..."

Daoxuan is the host, so naturally he couldn't lose his courtesy, after the introduction, he said loudly: "Now, I have a few things to ask you, you have to answer honestly."

Zhang Xiaofan said in a low voice, "Yes."

Glancing at the blood-eating beads, after a while of deliberation, Daoxuan said in a calm tone, "This time at Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea, when you fought against the spirit beast Kui Niu, the Dao method you used was actually Tianyin Temple's Great Burning Prajna ', is there such a thing?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan remained silent, which made the atmosphere in the hall somewhat oppressive, and after a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the hall, only Puhong and Pukong sitting in front, including Faxiang, remained silent and remained silent.

But in Qingyun Sect, Tian Buyi's expression became more and more ugly, Tian Linger and others also turned pale, behind Master Shuiyue, Lu Xueqi's eyes flashed a bright light.

Reverend Daoxuan frowned, glanced at Divine Monk Puhong, saw that the latter's eyes were closed and remained silent, so he picked up the fire stick beside his hand, and continued: "The bead on it is a monster from the Demon Cult. 'Blood-devouring beads'?"

Looking at the fire stick, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly thought of what Puzhi said to him when he was a child, and what Qingxuan said beside the clear water pool more than a month ago.

Silent for a while, Zhang Xiaofan said like a repeater, "Yes."

Immediately, Daoxuan's face gradually darkened, and he said, "Don't you have anything to say?"

Although he had been prepared for a long time, when facing these high-level people, Zhang Xiaofan was still a little afraid in his heart, and his body couldn't help trembling.

"I……"

Seeing this, Daoxuan took a deep breath, and said with a serious face, "How did this blood-devouring bead come from?"

Sitting in the seat, Qingxuan's face is calm, Zhang Xiaofan is young, can withstand such big eyes, it is no wonder that he will have such achievements in the future, if he is an ordinary disciple, facing this kind of battle, he probably has already fainted.

However, after all, it is a young man in his teens.

Under Daoxuan's seriousness, Zhang Xiaofan could only tell the story in detail, but he didn't mention the origin of the Blood-devouring Orb.

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