The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

Although he knew that the possibility of Xuan Ye crossing Zisang Junyan's time and space to find Him was very slim, Ye Tan still had the illusion of being "seen" at that moment.

He was still thinking, but the monks around him were ready to move again.

"Everyone! Zisang Junyan won't last long!"

Under the order, countless people took out the magic weapon, talisman, seal and natal weapon, but the surroundings were indifferent.

Everyone was staring at Zi Sang Junyan, who was seriously injured and endangered, but no one actually made a move.

None of them had forgotten the terrible one-sided massacre just now, and none of them wanted to use their lives to test Zi Sang Junyan's limit, so they all froze there by coincidence.

After shouting the slogan, it seemed to suddenly fall into a stillness.

This situation and the scene are ridiculous, but no one laughed out loud.

Among thousands of people facing each other with swords and swords, the independent people, their eyebrows and eyes are like eternal snow, more lonely and colder than the glacier on the top of the blue mountain, indestructible and invincible.

But those dark and indifferent pupils are the complete opposite, peaceful, without the resentment and unwillingness of the end of the road, without the embarrassment and sinisterness of a trapped beast, and there is only a calmness of indifference that makes people feel like pity.

It is like a god looking at the suffering of ignorant and unconscious beings from above, noble and ruthless.

But the calmer he is, the more emotionless he is, the more invincible and deep-rooted fear he creates.

There is a sense of pure inhumanity in this emotionless calm, almost divine, like a body that has no human form but no heart, but everyone knows that this body has a terrifying power that is close to that of gods and demons.

The murderer who was closest to him couldn't help trembling in the face of this horror, and stared at Zi Sang Junyan cowardly and beggingly, unable to show any resistance.

Zisang Junyan's eyes were calm, his eyes passed him, and he didn't look down for a moment: "I won't kill you."

The murderer survived the desperation, and suddenly remembered something: "Yes, the empress mother said that my concubine mother gave her life to save her when she was pregnant, and made the emperor swear to protect my life. You can't kill me!"

He was pardoned, his life was safe, he was powerless, he was not thankful or happy, instead he sobbed as if he had been bullied, and wrinkled his face in resentment and aggrieved: "You look down on me, you all look down on me, you all bully me... ...look at my jokes...have pity on me...who wants you to pity..."

Ye Tan looked down at him.

The man covered his eyes and sobbed like a child, as if he felt that Zisang Junyan's pity and forgiveness caused him more pain than being bullied.

There were a few disgusted sneers from the monks who were staring at him.

... "If it wasn't for Zun and Zisang Junyan, he would also be worthy of staying in Yuluoxiaotai..."

..."Stupid and vicious...begging for mercy from those who bully him, and stabbing his master in turn to protect his master..."

... "I'm afraid that the spiritual wisdom has not yet been developed... It is not as good as a monster that has not yet transformed..."

... "I heard that this kind of person is called mentally handicapped among ordinary people... I really don't understand how he can go to Yu Luoxiao Stage..."

Hearing those people's contempt for him, the murderer flinched and was at a loss: "He is not my master, so am I, and I am also Prince Zhenyu..."

He didn't understand why those people still looked down on him even though he betrayed Zi Sang Junyan and stood with them at the critical moment?

He killed Zi Sang Junyan, he killed Zi Sang Junyan, the No.

"None of you can do anything about him, none of you dare, but I killed him! I helped you..."

His voice was trembling and his eyes were timid and dazed, so weak that only he and Zisang Junyan could hear him.

But how keen the monk's eyes and ears are.

... "Hey, why is he the only one who can stab Zi Sang Junyan? Didn't I count it? Isn't it because of the blood relationship, Zi Sang Junyan has a Taoist vow."

... "Could it be that someone is really stupid enough to think that if he kills Zisang Junyan, he can be like Zisangjunyan? No way!"

... "Why, are you arguing for Zi Sang Junyan?"

... "I... just don't want to be in the same camp as this stupid villain!"

... "Since you can't see it, just wait until it's done. If it weren't for Zi Sang Junyan, this kind of villain shouldn't have appeared in our cultivation world and polluted the spiritual energy of the world."

They even dared to kill the crown prince of the Zhenyu Dynasty, and they didn't care about one more little prince.

The murderer wrinkled his face and sobbed aggrievedly, as helpless as a bullied child.

He didn't know and didn't think he had done anything wrong.

Ye Tan withdrew his gaze from the murderer's face, and looked quietly at Zisang Junyan.

He knew that everything in front of him had already happened in the past. Zisang Junyan couldn't hear him, but he still asked, "What crime did you commit? Why did heaven abandon you? Everyone wants to kill you?"

Even fools protected by him would swing their knives at him.

There is no one in this world to protect him.

Zisang Junyan's eyes were extremely black, like a long night without stars and moon, calmly passing through the twilight and the void, looking at Xuan Ye in the jade for a moment: "Where is Master?"

Who is Zisang Junyan's master?

The master of the Heavenly Dao is naturally the master of Yu Luo Xiaotai, the first person in the world to inherit the Heavenly Dao.

Yu Luo Xiaotai can have countless successors of heaven and countless lords, but there is only one master.

No one knows his name, people only need to know that he is the master of Yu Luo Xiaotai, the only master.

Xuan Ye closed her eyes and smiled, she could be said to be docile: "Brother, you are joking, I am blind, if you want to find someone, you shouldn't ask me."

Zisang Junyan was indifferent: "You are not blind."

Xuan Ye paused, still closed her eyes, but did not refute.

Zisang Junyan asked again, "Have you ever heard his voice?"

Xuan Ye smiled: "A disciple on the way, I have never had the honor to listen to the teachings in person."

Nine servants Dao Jianxue was left next to Yu Lun, thinking that he was questioning Xuan Ye's identity, and defending: "This is because the master has already retreated, but asked me to wait for him..."

Zisang Junyan turned his gaze to her: "Do you remember his voice and appearance?"

Since there is a promise, how can you not remember it?

"Of course I remember..." Shi Chen Dao Jianxue was about to nod, when suddenly his face turned pale, his brows were slightly condensed, and he was filled with surprise and doubt.

Although she didn't answer, Zisang Junyan had already got the answer. Obviously, she discovered something beyond her expectations.

Zisang Junyan looked indifferent and calm: "Each of the eight servants I have fought against has the same reaction as you."

Dao Jianxue was even more surprised: "This is impossible!"

Jiu Shichen was personally selected and taught by the master of Yu Luo Xiaotai, who has served Yu Luo Xiaotai for thousands of years, how could they suddenly not remember their master?

Every servant is a rare master in the cultivation world who has cultivated during the tribulation period. Who can collectively make them forget one person?

Forget the supreme being under heaven, the master of Yu Luo Xiaotai?

But she really couldn't remember a single bit about that person, as if the moment she realized the problem, her memory was erased by something.

Dao Jianxue hadn't felt such a chill all over her body for a long time.

Zisang Junyan felt nothing: "Since when has no one ascended in the cultivation world?"

Dao Jianxue subconsciously replied: "Ten thousand years ago!"

Zisang Junyan asked again: "When will Yu Luo Xiaotai appear?"

"Ten thousand, ten thousand years ago!"

"So far, how many generations of masters?"

"..."

This, what does this mean?

Although the people around didn't understand what charades they were playing, they also vaguely sensed that something was wrong. It seemed that something serious happened to Yu Luoxiaotai, and they all frowned.

Zisang Junyan's face was pale, his black pupils were cold and calm, and his expression was indifferent, like a statue of a god without emotion. He looked at Xuan Ye in the jade: "There is a problem with the book of heaven, and a catastrophe is coming in the realm of comprehension. Master Luo Xiaotai, you can only know the answer if you find Master."

"What did he say? There is a catastrophe in the cultivation world..."

"Scaremongering is nonsense..."

Everyone in the cultivation world knows that anyone can speak tricks under the threat of life and death, but only Zi Sang Junyan will never do so.

As a law enforcer of the law of heaven, every word and deed of him is legal, almost to the point of swearing everything he says, and he never tells half a lie.

But, that was in the past, if he was really glorious, how could he be abandoned by heaven?

Standing here today, those who are still alive under Zisang Junyan are all top figures in the cultivation world, and none of them are mediocre. For the sake of the heavenly scriptures, you can pretend to be confused and besiege Zisang Junyan, but you should know in your heart There will never be half chaos.

"Do you remember why Zisang Junyan suddenly lost his qualifications as a successor of the Dao of Heaven?"

"I don't know, there is a thunderous news from Yu Luo Xiaotai suddenly, expelling him from the school, abolishing his inheritance, asking him to sever his cultivation and return the heavenly book..."

"It is said that the Dao of Heaven passed down the will of the Dao, and has chosen another successor..."

"During this period of time, there have been many scandals about Zi Sang Junyan, saying that he has done all kinds of evil things under the orders of the heavenly scriptures. There are countless books, but there is no evidence to investigate..."

"He has killed too many people over the years, and he is actually a generation of saints. It is not surprising that those disciples and grandchildren took the opportunity to fish in troubled waters and seek personal revenge."

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the Heavenly Book?"

"Even so, he killed the man himself, and even Heaven has given up on him, can he still believe what he said?"

"Zi Sang Junyan can't be trusted, but can Xuan Ye believe it?"

"He, Xuan Ye, has never even met the master of Yu Luoxiao Terrace. What kind of direct disciple is he? How can he be the successor of the Heavenly Dao? How can he sit in this position is still a problem?"

The people around were discussing and suspicious, which had spread to Xuan Ye.

Xuan Ye still closed her eyes and smiled, with light brows, and said calmly: "You are no longer the heir to heaven, the matter of Yu Luo Xiaotai, the calamity of the cultivation world, has nothing to do with you. This is my business."

Zisang Junyan was indifferent, his eyes were dark, calm and ruthless: "I have searched all over Yuluoxiaotai, Biluo Mountains, and there is only one place..."

"Why bother Master Yu Luo Xiaotai, someone knows what crime you committed and why you were rejected by Heaven!" Suddenly a soft and soft voice in the crowd said sharply.

Suddenly parted from a corner of the onlooker monks who were staring at each other but couldn't hold back, a slender and feminine man walked out.

Ye Tan follows the prestige.

The man was wearing court clothes, gently tiptoed, his body spoke subconsciously, like an eunuch serving nobles in the deep palace all the year round.

But that's not the point, the point is that this person is also a cultivation base in the Transcending Tribulation Period.

Ye Tan lightly frowned, when did a master in the cultivation world become so worthless?

The visitor folded his hands in his sleeves, and first bowed respectfully in Zisang Junyan's direction: "Our family pays homage to His Highness the Crown Prince, long live His Highness."

The prince of a mortal dynasty should be called a thousand years old, but in the cultivation dynasty, the monks often counted a hundred years and a thousand years.

The eunuch was respectful and courteous, but before he was pardoned, he straightened his bowed back, squinted his eyes, and said with a cold expression on his pale face, "If Your Highness doesn't know what crime I have committed, just You need to take out the heavenly book, turn to the page with your own name and taboo, let everyone see it, and naturally everything will come to light! I’m afraid that His Highness dare not let others know, so I presume that there is a mistake in the heavenly book!”

Ye Tan was slightly taken aback, blinked his eyes, a little depressed and confused.

In the world of comprehension 1 years later, Shi Chen doesn't know what the master who has served for many years looks like, and his personal disciples have never seen the master.

But a book that knows everything?