Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

Before he finished speaking, Yu Fuchen couldn't sit still, he stepped forward and couldn't wait to explain, unexpectedly, everyone didn't want to listen to him, and the old man Gu Lan even chimed in: "This is a court, how can you allow a sinner to be presumptuous! Are you wearing a bit?"

"Wait a minute, Yu Fuchen and Feng Changhuan are just suspects, this court has not yet made a verdict, how did Gu Lan convict them?"

Hearing that Bai Qinghan's words were clearly intended to protect the two, the old man who is as shrewd as Gulan would not seek humiliation, so he made a note in his heart and gave Yi Wanshui a hard look.

This little bastard who has done more than succeed in his affairs...

"You said that the two murdered people are still alive, but is it true?"

"Yes, but their situation is not optimistic. They are all suppressed by the forbidden curse, and their minds are also disturbed. Among them, Junior Sister Chen is pregnant. Because of the forbidden curse, the fetus in her womb has become stillborn. This is obviously someone trying to frame her Framed my master, but I can't bear to really kill them, and after the limelight passes, I will find the two of them, and they will still be able to serve Ling... Xiujie."

I almost slipped my mouth.

In fact, Yu Fuchen had already guessed that this matter was caused by Bu Nian'an, even if it wasn't arranged by himself, he must know the hidden truth, but it was not easy to target Lingxue Gong Daoxu explicitly, so he had to turn a corner.

On the other hand, Feng Changhuan, who was stabbed in the back by everyone and wished he could be cut alive on the spot, lowered his head and stared at his toes in a daze, as if life and death were nothing compared to the mud on his boots.

At this time, Yu Fuchen accidentally discovered that the master didn't come out barefoot today, but obediently put on shoes and socks without anyone reminding him.

...What's the situation? Knowing that you will appear in front of people, you want to dress more formally? ?

But looking at his messy silver-white hair draped over his shoulders, it was obvious that this guess was not enough to impress the little wild wolf.

"Even if what you said is... the truth, it is still a matter of someone dying tragically because of Feng Changhuan... the fact is, the disciples of 36 Pei, and the master Xu Gui of the Buddhist sect!!"

Yi Wanshui was filled with indignation, the more he watched people argue, the more angry he became, and finally he put his reason behind him, if someone didn't stop him, he might have rushed to tear Yu Fuchen apart.

Yu Fuchen is a dumb eater of Coptis chinensis, and he can't tell the pain. He has to keep the secret that Xuannan is Xuannan, so as to prevent Xuannan from being chased and killed by the Buddhist sect, and at the same time clear Feng Changhuan's stigma. It's really a dilemma.

The scene was chaotic for a while, Bai Qinghan frowned, stroked his forehead and said: "As you said, where is the representative of the Buddhist sect today? Is it because Bai can't recognize the appearance of Master Wuwu?"

Everyone looked around only to find that there was not a single bald Buddha cultivator present, and the only one with a glowing forehead was the old Gulan old man who had lost his hair. They were full of doubts for a while.

"Huh? Haven't the Buddhist sect arrived yet??"

"Farewell, even the Heavenly Knife Gate, which is far outside the customs, has come, maybe the Buddha Sect didn't plan to attend the trial at all."

"But catching these two monsters is purely a coincidence. Fozong probably just doesn't want to push Kunlun into a corner..."

"Hey! Don't you mean that everyone here wants to kill Lord Jiumeng..."

It wasn't just that the accompanying disciples of any sect snapped and slapped themselves, then retreated from the crowd with apologetic smiles, leaving a group of elders in mutual embarrassment.

It is said that only Daoxu, Wushandu and 36pi came to besiege the fairyland. It is obvious that Mo Qianlin came to make peace with Xini, and Xiao Chen did not intend to speak for any party. In this way, it seems that the twelve states are isolated They are three factions.

Even though the atmosphere was awkward and the trial would continue, Bai Qinghan raised his hand, and the Qingxin Hall was immediately quiet, only the sound of breathing one after another could be heard for a while.

Among them, Bai Qinghan's own chest heaved the most violently, and his breathing was the heaviest.

He added: "Besides this, who else was harmed by Feng Changhuan? If there is no real evidence, there is no need to report."

The hall is still dead silent, and the situation is already clear.

"36 The head of the generation of Pei once mentioned that the four people who died tragically in the Zuiyue Tower were pierced and split, while the two people in Lingxue Palace were decapitated and their bodies were broken. It can be said that they are similar, but not similar. But Everyone agreed that it was caused by the ultimate move of the cold blade, and Feng Changhuan is the person who has the ability of the cold blade and has been criticized the most. So far, Bai is going to ask Beijun. He showed supernatural abilities and was imprisoned under Lingxiao Pagoda for ten years, where did his cold blade come from?"

Reluctantly, Liu Changting raised his eyes from the teacup, reluctantly put down his beloved porcelain, sighed almost inaudibly, and then replied:

"It's caused by the cold poison. During his ten years in the Lingxiao Tower, Kunlun used the cold spring holy water to absorb his spiritual power, so as to prevent his evil thoughts from coming out again, killing people again, and killing people. But he who was crushed by the golden core back then It can be said that there is no spiritual power left, not even the instinct to resist the cold, so that the cold poison invaded the body and flowed in the blood, and instead became the driving force to support his life."

"The implication is that the cold blade is caused by the cold poison. If the cold poison in his body is eliminated, the cold blade will no longer exist."

After finishing speaking, Bai Qinghan threw out the whisk, and driven by spiritual power, the tail of the dust stretched in front of Feng Changhuan, hooking his right hand directly.

At the same time, Liu Changting also released the spirit chain, binding his left hand in full view, and the two of them exerted force at the same time, making Feng Changhuan, who was unprepared, almost stagger and fall.

"Master!"

Yu Fuchen yelled, and wanted to grab the man's wrist, but was bounced away by the powerful spiritual force, his whole body was numb like an electric shock, and he couldn't get close for a while.

"Since this is the case, let Bai take the liberty to try it out and see what the so-called monster's cold blade looks like."

Bai Qinghan and Liu Changting exerted their strength at the same time, and two spiritual currents that were inconsistent with Fengchang Huanling entered into his body, interfering with his own spiritual energy field, exactly the same as what he did to Yu Fuchen before, only more violent and difficult to resist.

Under such violent and strong oppression, Feng Changhuan groaned uncontrollably, his arms trembling and unable to fight back, he was forced to kneel down, and with a changed tone of pain, the hands drawn from his blood The sword was tightly held in the palm, shocking everyone.

This is also the reason why Feng Changhuan, who has no spiritual power after his resurrection, has never shown his martial arts. It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he can't.

It is not his wish to be forced to use the cold blade. If possible, he also wants to protect the world behind him with a pair of good swords.

Seeing the golden totems and mantras glowing on the two swords, one black and one red, even Bai Qinghan held his breath, staring at the lifelike phoenix and phoenix engraved on the hilt, even ignoring the dull pain in his chest.

"The two swords of the Phoenix Emperor are matched with the Luan Sword. They were tempered by the prince's Changqin in the ancient three holy martial arts on the mountain. They have the same origin and origin. Because each is rich in spirituality, they will personally choose their masters, so that the Jiuzhong Heavenly Emperor respects them and fails." .It's not the cold blade, but the Phoenix Emperor's twin swords, I ask everyone present, do you still have any objections?"

It was neither Bai Qinghan nor Liu Changting who spoke.

Yu Fuchen lifted up his forehead and knelt down on the ground, almost powerless, he could only lean against Feng Changhuan who was in his arms, and followed everyone to look at the figure riding a divine beast who was coming out of the palace gate. late acquaintance.

"Suanni! His mount is Dragon Bazi! It's the Mysterious Tower!!"

Feng Zehuan, who was up and down following the steps of the divine beast, was in good spirits, looking around with his eyes covered by the black veil, with a hint of gloating.

"Hey, there are a lot of people here, it's really lively. I didn't expect a monster to have such a big face, I really envy you, tsk tsk tsk~"

The onlookers in front of the hall gave way to a path of blood, and Feng Zhehuan did not forget to bow to the monk who avoided him when he passed by, which was a deliberate disobedience.

Yu Fuchen gritted his teeth with hatred, he didn't come sooner or later, he just watched a joke at this juncture! !

Being able to invite Xuanji Pagoda to come forward is enough to show that Kunlun and Jiumengjun have enough face. Now it's not just Yi Wanshui, even the most happiest old man Gulan bowed his head under Feng Zehuan's strength, Say it again.

With 狻猊 instead of walking, Feng Zehuan hated not being able to set up a soft couch on the back of the divine beast to enjoy the blessings. He refused to take a step further, lying lazily on the back of 狻猊, and circled around Yu Fuchen, looking at it enough The young man slowly looked down at his younger brother.

"The golden core is completely destroyed, the spiritual power is gone, and even a little spell can make you so unbearable, how about... help me take out the golden core fragments for you, how about you practice again?"

Feng Changhuan's face was pale, probably because he still remembered the old enemy who was framed in Guyu, he raised his leg and kicked that person's foot vigorously, Feng Zehuan screamed in pain, and hurriedly hid a few steps away, not daring to Then provoke my brother who has a bad temper.

Looking at Bai Qinghan and Liu Changting again, their faces were not very good-looking. The uninvited arrival of Xuanji Tower was unexpected. If he intends to disrupt the situation, then everything that was arranged next will be disrupted.

Fortunately, Feng Zehuan stepped aside obediently, seeing that the two had not spoken for a long time, he shrugged his shoulders to express his intention.

"Don't be too nervous. It's been too long since Ansheng's life. I just want to join in the fun. You continue the trial, and I won't make a sound."

As he spoke, he raised his index finger in front of him and made a cross, which was serious.

Seeing this, Bai Qinghan felt a thousand reluctances in his heart, so he bit the bullet and continued.

"Although I don't know what caused the cold poison in Feng Changhuan's body to dissolve, it is an indisputable fact that he was unable to use the cold blade. Looking back, the time when Wushan Dumen was injured by him was just before the Zuiyue Tower tragedy. It is not impossible to try to create panic and put the blame on him."

At this time, even the Xuanji Pagoda was unmoved, as if Xiao Chen, whose soul had come out of his body, spoke again.

"The melting of his cold poison is caused by me. The spirit of the blue python belongs to fire, and the fire poison is naturally restrained by the cold poison. After all, the cold poison is not a supernatural ability he was born with. It is reasonable to be melted. And I and Feng Changhuan He was very weak in that battle, obviously unable to hurt others, and after that, fire poison entered his body, whether it was the tragedy of Lingxue Palace or the tragic death of Master Xu Gui, it should have nothing to do with him."

Seeing that Xiao Chen, who was full of misunderstandings about him, was willing to ignore the past and come forward to clear up his grievances, Feng Changhuan was so grateful that his eyes wet involuntarily.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, but the facts were in front of him, Xiao Chen had no reason to blame others.

He got up and walked to the front of the hall, condescendingly inspecting Feng Changhuan, who is now devoid of spiritual power and looks down and out, when he heard the man call weakly: "Xiao Xiaoxiao..."

For a moment, a thousand layers of waves were stirred up in my heart...

Xiao Chen bowed his head to greet people, remained silent for a long time, and let out a long breath.

"Mystery Tower, Daoxuan, Lord Jiumeng. Xiao thought that Feng Changhuan was innocent."

The author has something to say: Bai Tiantian, Xiao Xiaoxiao, let’s guess what the nicknames of Liu Changting and Mo Qianlin are~

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