Fire and theft prevention

"The fake Nether Butterfly Sword just now, couldn't it be made by Yanshi's spirit-enchanting technique?"

Immediately, someone retorted: "Just now, Immortal Friend Yan is by my side. When watching people fight, he is the one who squeezes forward the hardest. The spirit-enchanting technique consumes a lot of energy, and it is absolutely impossible for the user to control the puppet at the same time. One side is alive and kicking."

Yanshi listened to everyone's discussions, coughed slightly in embarrassment, and asked Huo Weilang: "I'm curious about one thing. It was you who stole the soul-returning wood 30 years ago, or the one just now?" Counterfeit?"

"I said it wasn't me." Huo Wei mocked, "Does anyone believe it?"

Everyone who heard it had a look of shame on their faces.

Hundreds of people from Xuanzong's family testified that they never doubted the authenticity of the matter, and what's more, they went to the Huo family's ancestral grave indiscriminately to make trouble. Now that I think about it, it is simply——

"It's simply not as good as animals." Yan Shi laughed, "Animals don't know what is good or bad. I didn't expect Xianxiu to ignore evidence and wrong good people."

He made no secret of his malice, and put this shit bowl directly on Xuanzong's head.

The case became suspicious, and many monks recalled the memory of the Butterfly Sword beheading Moxiu and making great achievements for the Immortal League.Now that I think about it, the theft of the Shenmu did happen suddenly, and the logical details were inconsistent, so I gradually fell to Huo Wei's side psychologically.

The disciples of Xuanzong who were surrounded below were so angry that they gritted their teeth and cursed: "It's not up to you, a rural casual cultivator, to talk about my majestic cultivating the number one sect in the world of immortality!"

He glanced at everyone, "Spiritual possession and dolls can't prove what happened back then. Are you all doubting the suzerain's judgment?"

His words, coupled with the inadvertently leaked high-ranking attitude, offended many casual cultivators and small sects present, but because of Xuanzong's power, he dared not show his face.

Bu Chengbi frowned slightly, and before he could speak out to dissuade him, the disciple suddenly exclaimed and silenced what he had to say.

I saw that the vines coming from nowhere bound his whole body tightly, and then tripped him to the ground with a "bang".The disciple didn't know what had been done to him by the vines, he was like a disheveled rice dumpling, rolling around in the crowd while yelling muffledly.

Yanshi leisurely withdrew the spell in his hand.

"If you can't speak, learn how to say it." While speaking, he manipulated the vines to make the disciple gnaw his mouthful of mud.

The monks who had just been offended felt amused and relieved, and even had a good impression of this mysterious Yanshi who was acting strangely, and felt that he had quite a personality.

Bu Chengbi didn't even look at the disciple who uttered wild words, he just stared at Yanshi and said: "The discipline is not strict, and the punishment should be deserved."

The voice sounded as gentle as before to ordinary people, but the disciples felt it was icy cold.They knew that the suzerain was really angry this time.

"The discipline is ineffective, shouldn't the teacher be the one who is punished?" Yan Shi didn't think it was a big deal at all.

Bu Chengbi glanced at him coldly, ignored the words, and turned to Huo Wei.

"Huo Xianyou." He put on a benevolent look, "I have never been disrespectful to you, or harbored prejudice. I have invited you to the mountain repeatedly, just to confirm the truth of the matter. If you act carelessly, I have offended you, please forgive me."

Ordinary people sounded like Bu Chengbi was a polite victim, but for Mu Qingjia who knew the truth, he just wanted to tear off his beautiful painting skin to see if there was a rotten and smelly black lotus inside.

Bu Chengbi continued: "However, as the disciple said just now, although there are outsiders making trouble, we really cannot clear up all the suspicions of Huo Xianyou. So before the truth comes out, please Huo Xianyou come with us. "

Huo Wei looked at him indifferently, obviously not paying attention to his words.

Yanshi laughed again, and said: "According to what you said, everyone in the Three Realms is suspected of pretending to be Huo Xianyou, shouldn't they all be imprisoned in Xuanshan? Oh, by the way, this suspect also includes you, Suzerain Bu, Is it because of your whim that you are not in order to act out a play of guarding yourself and stealing yourself?"

"Just talking nonsense." Elders from other sects shook their heads.

The monks also felt that he was whimsical, and they heard it as a joke, and they felt that Yanshi was so bold and Bu Chengbi, that he would have no good fruit in the future.

The only one who understood this sentence was Bu Chengbi.

——Yanshi knew the truth about his teaming up with Moxiu.This person must die.

There was a murderous intent hidden in his heart, while Bu Chen standing beside him was completely unaware of these secret deeds, and only wanted to persuade the master to leave some leeway for the two friends.

"Master, I believe in Huo Wei's character." He respectfully said to Bu Chengbi, "Before this disciple fought with Huo Xianyou for several days, he is not someone who dares to be or not to be."

Before Bu Chengbi could express his opinion, Yanshi heard this with sharp ears, and followed him and said, "Sect Master Bu's disciple is a sensible person. I also know Huo Xianyou somewhat. If he really did something bad, he must be greatly hurt." Admit it squarely."

Immediately he smiled, "Cheating? There's no need. The Three Realms can't catch him, so what's the difference between cheating or not?"

The monks were stunned again, and secretly agreed.

A few disciples of Lingao Sect who knew Huo Long thought secretly: "That's right. As far as Huo Long's straight temper is concerned, Senior Huo Wei is not far behind. Even sword cultivators don't bother to lie."

As soon as Huo Ting was mentioned, the boy hurriedly squeezed in from the outer edge, yelling as he squeezed, "Where is Senior Huo Wei? Let me in..."

It turned out that those fellow disciples who looked down on him because of their blood surnames silently stepped aside, with apologies in their eyes.

The rest were shocked by the addition of "Huo Wei", until Lingao sent Jianxiu to explain the similarity between the two.

In front of him, Huo Ting poked his head out full of longing, then recognized the Butterfly Sword, and said in amazement, "He is... Huo Wei?"

That fierce fairy friend in Qingqiu Mountain is Huo Wei, so the elder brother surnamed Mu next to him is...his uncle?

The boy's mind went blank, and the man on his shoulder raised the wings of the chicken and covered his mouth.

On the other hand, after listening to Yanshi's argument, the leaders and elders of various factions, some of them who had a close relationship with Huo Wei felt reasonable.

The respected person spoke again: "My fellow immortals don't understand the entanglement. May I ask you, Huo Xianyou, what happened back then? What happened to this person pretending to be you?"

Everyone's attention was drawn to the people in the field again, Huo Wei still had a sullen face, and said: "I don't know anything about what happened to Xuanzong 30 years ago. At that time, I was recuperating at my home until someone broke into it and said I betrayed the Xianmeng."

A monk recalled the time clues back then, and secretly said: "Indeed. Huo Xianyou had just killed Venerable Haoyan at that time, how could he go to Xuanzong to steal it in his prime?"

The other said: "That's right. The people he wants to resurrect have been dead for many years. If he wants to get back the soul wood, he has already snatched it. Why wait more than 20 years and choose a bad time?"

Different from Mu Qingjia's half-truth and half-fake performance, what Huo Wei said was all the truth, coupled with his gloomy sword repair temperament, it was even more convincing.

"Afterwards, I kept looking for the person pretending to be me." Huo Weidao, "Until I heard that Gaotu Mountain escaped a demon cultivator suspected of being 'me', I chased him to the Demon Realm—and then came here."

The elder pondered for a moment, then asked: "I heard from the Fuyu Water Pavilion that you used the soul-returning wood to revive the elder brother of your sect. I would like to ask, where did this piece of soul-returning wood come from?"

"There is more than this piece of soul-returning wood in the world. I use it, of course I got it myself." Huo Weiwei smiled, and brought the soul-returning wood that fell on the ground into his hand, making countless people feel anxious. "But now, my brother's soul-returning wood was broken by lightning, and this piece is just used to reshape his body|body."

"Huo Xianyou." Yan Shi said with a smile, "Don't take it for granted, the sacred tree in your hand is a prize from the Immortal League Grand Competition."

"Of course." Huo Wei stared at him and said, "I will participate in this Immortal League Competition and win the Soul Returning Wood with dignity."

When all the immortal cultivators heard this, they buzzed again.

"It's inappropriate." Bu Chengbi's slow voice rang through everyone's minds, "Huo Xianyou hasn't washed away yet..."

"It's the same cliché again, my ears are getting calloused." Yan Shi interrupted him in time, "I think it's very appropriate to say what's wrong."

The crowd couldn't help sniggering again, Yan Shi shrugged and listed: "First of all, although Huo Xianyou is famous, but he is younger than Buchen Xianyou, he is a young talent, he can participate in the Xianmeng competition ...not like someone, cough."

"Secondly, the crime of theft that Sovereign Bu always talks about—this junior reminds me that this is the Immortal Alliance Grand Competition in the entire Immortal World, not a place for you to deal with housework. As long as you are an immortal cultivator, you can participate in the competition fairly. rule."

He turned to Shui Jingzhe, who appeared at an unknown time, and asked with a smile: "The head of Shui is the host, what do you think?"

"Of course it's allowed." Shui Jingzhe said with a dignified demeanor and a smile, "The Lingao faction welcomes every immortal cultivator who wants to learn how to fight."

Yan Shi clapped his hands and said: "Since the head of the sect also said so, the matter of Huo Xianyou's participation is settled. Do you have any objections?"

A few of them sang together, and most of the immortals were completely led by the nose. As long as there was something exciting to watch, they would not object.

After all, it is more interesting to watch the new generation of strong men fighting against the old generation of strong men, compared to Venerable Songhe winning the leader without any suspense.

Seeing that the opinions of the various factions were one-sided, Bu Chengbi said in a deep voice: "Then I will wait and see how Huo Xianyou will perform in the arena."

After finishing speaking, he led a group of unconvinced Xuanzong disciples and left with his sleeves shaken.

When the sleeve wind blew out, Yanshi's expression changed, he took half a step back slightly, his forehead and temple hair fluttered.

Mu Qingjia smiled wryly in his heart, Bu Chengbi must have hated him so much this time, and wished he could be hacked into pieces.I just hope he doesn't have the chance.

"I didn't expect you to have the talent to attract hatred." A young voice teased behind his ear, "Tsk, you have my true inheritance."

"Le..." Mu Qingjia was surprised.

"Don't look back, find a secluded place." Le Lu whispered, "I have something to discuss with you."

After a long while, in the osmanthus forest on the side peak.

"You want a drop of Bu Chengbi's blood?" Mu Qingjia said, "Is it related to your Xuanyuan Mirror?"

"That's right." Le Lu said, "It's because of sleepiness, give me a pillow. I don't know what your original plan was, but the idea of ​​letting Huo Wei participate in the battle coincides with my thoughts."

Mu Qingjia vaguely guessed that he wanted to take the opportunity to expose Bu Chengbi's evil deeds, and frowned and said, "That child Gu Xiao, are you also involved?"

"With him, Bu Chengbi's crime of adultery can be proved." Le Lu smiled cutely, "You think, the son of Moxiu, the leader of the Immortal Dao, stands in front of everyone alive - there is nothing more important than this It's impact."

"Lelu." Mu Qingjia said seriously, "Don't ruin other people's lives. He is still very young."

"It's entirely his own choice." Le Lu said innocently, "I'm just playing the bridge and giving some guidance. What's more—he's in his thirties, so he should be responsible for his own choice."

He smiled, "When we met, you were much younger than he is now."

Mu Qingjia's complexion changed, but she still stared at him with a sullen face.

"Regret to drag the evil spirit back to the human world?" Le Lu laughed.

Mu Qingjia ignored him and said, "Where is Gu Xiao? Whether it's public or private, he is my nephew."

"The face is terrible." Le Lu said, "I don't know where he is."

Mu Qingjia turned her back and said: "Our grievances are over, and the current cooperation is only because of a common enemy. Le Lu, I hope you will not go too far."

After he left for a long time, the young boy withdrew his playful smile and replied, "Got it."

He merged into Xuanyuan Mirror and disappeared in an instant.

The author has something to say:

OOC Small Theater:

Mu Qingjia: It's better to leave it to the vest to do something so inelegant. XD

Huo Wei: ...I think you enjoyed it very much.

The next chapter and the beginning of the next chapter have an early warning of the sub-CP (maybe), if you don’t like Huo Long and Gu Xiao, you can skip it~