The God[Quick Transmigration]

The law enforcement elder who had just arrived in the master Qingyun's cave before a stick of incense touched the sweat on his forehead amidst the long howl that would have caused the earth to collapse, and looked helplessly at the standing man with frowning eyebrows. Daoist Qingyun in front of him.

"Senior brother, what should I do?"

Qing Yunzi was also feeling overwhelmed: "I've only heard that this little master is a bit perverse and domineering, and his wild nature is still...Now it seems that with the addition of protection, I'm afraid we will have to discover it in the future. It's just today's matter. You have indeed been punished severely."

The law enforcement elder opened his mouth to say something, but Qingyunzi shook his hand and pressed him back: "I know what you mean, I'm afraid that if you use such a trick after the previous one, it will dissatisfy the disciples below. It's just sitting in your position First, a ruler must be leveled—not after weighing the pros and cons, but the fairness. Only in this way can they really be convinced, and only in this way can people not find faults.”

"It's the younger brother who made a mistake through negligence."

The law enforcement elder heard that the old face in the back was almost gone. After introspecting for a while, he looked up helplessly, "Senior brother, the little master... seems to have left the cave, how should this end?"

"ending……"

Daoist Qingyun shook his head and sighed softly, shook his sleeves and walked out, "A thunderstorm has struck from the sky, we just carry it together."

……

After a stick of incense, the entrance of the "Law Enforcement Pavilion" that had been idle for a while was once again blocked by a crowd watching the excitement.

It's just different from the previous ones. This time, everyone who watched the excitement regretted it all - when they came to this venue, before they could take a look at the panoramic view, they were first glanced at by the stunning young man standing in the middle, and then The movement was faster than the brain, and he said "meet the master", and one of them knelt down and bowed down.

So when Master Qingyun and several elders arrived, there was already a large crowd kneeling outside the "Law Enforcement Pavilion".

"Qing Yunzi greets the little master——"

Headed by Daoist Qingyun, the elders who are unambiguous in the spirit world also cannot escape the practice of giving a salute to the little master standing in the center of the open space first.

It's just that this time the little master behaved differently from the previous day at the dharma meeting where the altar was opened to accept disciples - after receiving the courtesy of so many people, he didn't even show a smiling face, and a pair of longing was born. However, Hui's pupils seemed to be frozen in the cold river called Shu Jiu's cold winter, and even the charm that seemed to be born in him was frozen in the bottom of his eyes, without revealing at all.

"...Master."

The man standing aside who was about to be ignored by everyone lowered his eyes and couldn't see the inner expression clearly. He could only hear some vague emotions from this sigh-like voice.

After the sound, Shen Fan lazily raised his eyes, and glanced at Master Qingyun and the others—

"The headmaster is so polite, it's killing me."

This calm tone fell into the ears of others, but they all saluted in unison.

Daoist Qingyun was not among them, but his face inevitably changed slightly, and he bowed respectfully again: "Little master, I wonder who made you so angry?"

"No one else's business, can't I be angry with myself?"

Shen Fan sneered, "I used to listen to children in the world singing the Three Character Classic - the father's fault for not teaching the child; the laziness of the teacher for not being strict in teaching. Today at noon, Huai Jin came to the mountain gate because of my business. You have taught a bad-mouthed outer disciple, and it is said that you called me the patriarch's pampered pet Ren Monai/fuck?"

It is a trivial matter to say these words from any disciple, but Shen Fan's two pink lips opened and closed to spit out the words, even Qing Yunzi almost knelt down for him in excitement.

...In the final analysis, the orthodox status of the master, kneeling down is not important, it's just the negligence of their leaders that makes the disciples so ignorant of the importance.

"Master."

This time, before Qing Yunzi and others, whose expressions changed greatly, said something, the disciples who were kneeling on the ground and trembling heard a deep and magnetic voice resounding in the open space in the middle.

Unlike before, no matter how emotionally ups and downs, only a little fluctuating tone could be heard, this time the man's lip line was also pursed sharply and sharply.

For a moment, the powerful people with advanced cultivation bases all heard something inexplicably terrified in this sound, and when they recovered, they thought it was an illusion.

Only the fingertips of Shen Fan, who was standing closest, trembled slightly, and he felt the ferocity of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood rushing towards his face at a close distance.

After this moment, the surroundings of the young man returned to calm, as if the coercion that made the air tremble and mourn was just Shen Fan's illusion.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong."

Shen Fan's eyes flashed a strange brilliance that had nothing to do with admitting his mistakes, but it seemed that he was concerned about everyone present and failed to implement it, and finally disappeared in the depths of his eyes, "I heard that for Huaijin to fight against me, the law enforcement The elder enforced the law impartially, and sent Huaijin to the Crying Wind Cliff to seal off her true energy and cultivate her base, and to whip three hundred cold lashes?"

"..."

If the law enforcement elder hadn't stripped the *mortal body a long time ago, he would probably be sweating profusely and trembling by now.

"Forbidden Cultivation Base - Crying Wind Cliff - Cold Whip - Heavy Whip Three Hundred!"

At the end of the sentence, Shen Fan almost paused every word, his eyes were cold and stern, "I am a teacher who is not strict in self-education, and I am so tired that my apprentice has to bear it all - if I don't ask for some punishment, how can I continue to be a human being?" Master?!"

The pupils of the man who had been standing silently beside Shen Fan shuddered, and finally knew how this man was going to seek justice for himself: "Master——"

But Shen Fan sternly stopped: "—Shut up! One more word and I will drive you out of the mountain gate!"

In the huge open space outside the Law Enforcement Pavilion, there was a moment of silence, even Daoist Qingyun’s face changed drastically, but he could only watch the little master who was already in a state of rage forcefully restrain a few law enforcement disciples to go to the Crying Wind Cliff, the voice was still far away trailing behind--

"Everyone is going to Crying Wind Cliff—! I, Shen Fan, will be tortured today, but I want justice. There is absolutely no reason to betray others!"

On the cliff of crying wind, the wind is howling, and the sound mixed with the wind is more like howling ghosts and howling wolves, which can make people feel cold from the bottom of their bones, not to mention the irresistible tearing of souls, as if they are aimed at everyone's fragile sea of ​​consciousness and go.

"Okay, this is the place to be punished. Law enforcement disciples, let's execute the sentence!"

Shen Fan's voice was cold, but he had already knelt down facing the empty cliff where the endless sea of ​​clouds was surging and furious, and he lowered his eyes and unbuttoned his shirt.

A pair of hands suddenly pressed down on the lapel of the shirt that was about to fall.

Shen Fan looked back, and was falling into those dark and deep pupils, he was silent for a second: "Let go, step aside."

"..."

The hand pressing on his shoulder suddenly increased strength, and even his body, which was born with severed limbs, felt a bone-piercing pain.

Shen Fan raised his eyelids, under the long and slightly curled eyelashes, shining light was stained in those eyes, "...you dare to disobey me?"

This time, Huaijin was silent for nearly half a stick of incense, and then stiffened his body and took a step back, two steps, then turned around abruptly, and left the cliff.

"Law enforcement disciple, execution."

Shen Fan's voice didn't fluctuate at all.

As for the law enforcement disciples standing aside, although Shen Fan had forcefully brought them up, they still knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, but they didn't make any excuses.

"It seems that you are trying to trap me in an unkind and unrighteous situation...Since that's the case, Qingyunzi, now you will take the lead in all the big and small matters in the sect, and you will also be in charge of the punishment."

Qing Yunzi froze on the spot for two seconds, then took the Qinghan whip from the side, his eyes were heavy and he said, "...Yes, little master."

…………

That day will forever be branded in the hearts of the disciples of the Immemorial Immortal Sect, but few outsiders know about it.

It's just because after the little master received three hundred cold lashes, the head master Qing Yun ordered to investigate all those disciples who spoke out loud, and traced back to the source of the master one by one.

——The final result was that, including Master Qingyun, the entire Immemorial Sect, except for the low-ranking disciples, all suffered the three hundred heavy Qinghan whips from Crying Wind Ya.

A few days after that day, the entire Taikoo Immortal Mountain was full of wailing.

From then on, when law enforcement disciples met Huai Jin, they performed the full set of courtesy respectfully, but when they met the little master, they knelt on the ground without saying a word, and did not dare to get up until the person left.

……

But he said that the punishment of that day did not end until the night fell. The little master patiently dragged his wounds and watched the elders above the disciples of the ancient immortal sect suffer the punishment one by one, and then slightly curled the corners of his lips towards his own. Dongfu went.

When returning, Shen Fan's heart moved, the figure that was about to rise into the air suddenly paused, and finally walked down the Weeping Wind Cliff step by step.

Turning around the mountain road, a figure as straight as a pine stands in the night, with an indescribable majesty and grandeur.Like a stone sculpture, it remains motionless in the wind of the Weeping Wind Cliff.

The punishment of banning the cultivation base, the inside and outside of the bone-chilling cold feeling is like being poured by the warm spring water in the spring of March to make the whole body comfortable, and the fingertips are also warm.

Standing on the spot, the figure slowly curled up, and then stretched horizontally. A snow-white cunning fox swayed its big tail like a fan like a waterfall behind it. Fiddled twice, and when the man standing in the night heard the sound and turned around, he jumped into the man's arms.

The pupils that were close at hand were shining brightly, and the entangled emotions in Huaijin's heart gradually softened under the gaze of these pupils.

His hands habitually caressed the greasy fur on the back of the white fox, but as soon as he touched it, he felt the body of the fox in his arms tremble, and raised a pair of black grape-like eyes to look at him with tears. Sobbed softly.

A certain emotion in Huai Jin's eyes was cold for a moment, and finally turned into a kind of soft responsibility.

Under the night-shrouded Crying Wind Cliff, the palms of the man in plain robes fluttered with gentle light, his palms slowly slid down against the back of the white fox, and the blood-stained fur finally slowly returned to a snow-white color go.