Cultivate the ruthless way for him

Zhaozhao's mentality is relatively stable. If an ordinary person suddenly encounters such an indiscriminate disaster, he may be at a loss and be at a loss. However, the years of living under the fence have already tempered his youthful temperament.This is a kind of invisible training that has been practiced for many years. It is invisible on weekdays. When it comes to a critical moment, it will be like calm water flowing deeper, revealing its effect, and stabilizing the internal organs.

Zhaozhao asked neither humble nor overbearing: "Shangshen keeps saying that I stole the elixir, do you have evidence?"

Bi Huajun didn't expect Zhaozhao to dare to talk back, a feeling of disgust flashed in his heart, he snorted coldly: "Sure enough, he is a lowly race with no rules."

Zhao Zhao was not annoyed, and said, "That means there is no evidence. In this huge [-] states, God can't just wrong people."

The left and right are unable to become a teacher, and this Bi Huajun can't tolerate him in his eyes.

Even if he went back to the Qilin Palace to continue to please the Qilin King and his wife, or went to some other fairy state to make a living, he didn't want to stay here and suffer from this bird's anger.

Zhao Zhao thought with a mentality of breaking the boat.

Sinan naturally also saw the younger brother's thoughts, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Presumptuous, don't be rude to God."

Bi Huajun's chest rose and fell.

After a while, he sneered: "Do you think you can cover up the facts by being stubborn. I have given you a chance, but since you don't know good from bad, I can only ask the Temple of Precepts to take care of it."

Both Sinan and Ye Heng changed color.

Once the matter is reported to the Temple of Discipline, it is almost equivalent to announcing the matter to the entire Fourteen States. No matter what the result is, it will be difficult for Zhao Zhao to stay in the Fourteen States if he is suspected of theft.Even this taint will last a lifetime and be recorded in the fairy files. Even if you go to other places to study, you will be turned away.

"Master!"

Si Nan raised his head anxiously, still wanting to beg for mercy, Bihua-jun snorted: "I have already had someone notify the Discipline Palace to arrest someone, so there is no need to say too much. You two don't distinguish between right and wrong, you don't know business and private, and you only know how to act emotionally. This really disappoints me. , I will be fined to copy the precepts a hundred times. Without my lord's permission, I am not allowed to step out of Zixia Palace."

After speaking, he walked away.

**

Someone from the Temple of Precepts soon came to take Zhao Zhao away.

Zhaozhao was locked in a confinement room, unable to see anyone, eat, or communicate with the outside world, pending review.

Fortunately, the Fourteenth State is the place with the most immortal energy in the Three Realms. Although it is a confinement room, the environment is clean and tidy. Through the skylight, you can even smell the fragrance of lotus flowers outside.

Zhaozhao is still a little demon who is not yet fully grown up. Although he was nourished by the celestial energy of the Qilin Palace and the Qilin King and his wife when he was young, he managed to refine the celestial essence, but the celestial essence is not stable. Yuan couldn't compare at all. He needed enough sleep every day to replenish his physical strength. After dark, he curled up in a corner and fell asleep.

It was a sweet sleep.

Early the next morning, a fairy official came to open the door of the forbidden room, and brought Zhaozhao to the main hall of the Temple of Discipline.

In the hall, besides Bi Huajun with an ice-like face, there were also Nanshan Jun and several other gods sitting in the hall.

Mr. Nan Shan still remembered Zhao Zhao, so he kindly asked someone to bring a futon and let Zhao Zhao sit down.Zhao Zhao was not polite, and sat down cross-legged in the hall.

Bi Huajun, as always, turned his eyes away in disgust.

Mr. Nanshan is the master of the [-] states and the head of the three monarchs. Sitting on the throne, he is naturally the presiding judge.But Mr. Nanshan did not start the trial immediately, but asked the fairy officials beside him: "Where is the God of Changyuan?"

Zhao Zhao's heart skipped a beat.

Only then did I know that the investigation of the case by the Temple of Precepts requires the joint trial of the three monarchs.

Zhao Zhao thought out of time.

If Zhang Yuan also came over, would he be able to see his face?

Does this mean that he still has one last chance to fight.

The young man was instantly refreshed.

As a result, the bones of the whole body have not been supported by the spirit, and the immortal official answered in a low voice: "The emperor said that he is not interested in such trivial cases, and let Nanshan Jun and Bihua Jun settle it on their own."

Mr. Nanshan was dissatisfied: "What is he talking about!"

The fairy official was also very embarrassed: "You know the emperor's temper, Xianjun, why don't you send someone to invite him?"

"That's it."

Mr. Nan Shan looked out of sight and out of mind.

"Whether he likes to come or not, it's just right if he doesn't come. I don't want to see his stinky face yet."

The rest of the gods nodded frantically in their hearts at the same time.

Yeah yeah.

Who doesn't know how indifferent and rude that emperor was when handling official duties, and how unreasonable he was.Since taking charge of punishment in the Three Realms, the crime rate in the Three Realms has dropped sharply at almost a straight line.

It is much safer for immortals as old as them to walk at night.

Mr. Nanshan tidied up his appearance and began to ask Zhaozhao.From the basic necessities of life since entering school to the homework knowledge, I almost asked about the daily eating and drinking.Mr. Bihua was very irritable by the interrogation style of the three papers and no donkeys. He almost couldn't help but want to interrupt several times, but because the other party was of a higher rank and was the lord of the fourteen states, he resisted it. It didn't happen.

Nan Shanjun finally asked about the theft of the elixir.

Zhaozhao was disappointed when he heard that Zhang Yuan was not coming, and he also thought that Nanshan Jun was talking too much, saying that he hadn't stolen the pill and didn't know about it.

Nanshan Jun nodded: "I don't think you have the guts."

Bi Huajun finally couldn't help but burst out: "Nanshan, what do you mean!"

Nanshan Junyu looked at his colleagues earnestly: "Bihua, the [-]th prefecture is a place to study, not a place to fight. Before there is no conclusive evidence, we must not wrong any of our disciples."

"Who says there is no evidence."

Bi Huajun raised his voice to the outside of the hall: "Submit it up."

A fairy official in white came in holding a tray, and on the tray was a radiant pure white elixir, the size of a pigeon egg.

Nan Shanjun was surprised: "This is?"

Mr. Bihua's eyes are like knives, and his eyes are clear.

Gritting his teeth: "It is the lost Hanyuan Pill that was found by the head of the Temple of Disciplines and led by people from this little evil room."

The whole hall was in an uproar.

All the gods looked at Zhaozhao immediately with contempt.

Mr. Nan Shan was also thoughtful.

Zhao Zhao frowned.

He always felt that this matter was purely due to Bi Huajun's prejudice against him, so he blamed him indiscriminately. Now it seems that it was a premeditated attack on him?

Who has such a deep hatred with him?

Bihua-jun got up, and stared at Zhaozhao condescendingly: "The evidence is solid, let me see how you can argue!"

Zhao Zhao said frankly and fearlessly, "I didn't steal it."

"As for why this thing ran into my room, I don't know."

Bi Huajun laughed back angrily: "It's up to now, you still dare to deny it! Okay, okay, today I will teach you the rules of the fourteen states! Take the whip!"

Bi Huajun raised his sleeves, and in his hand was a long blue whip that exuded a fairy air.

Nan Shanjun was startled: "Jihua Jun, stop!"

Bi Huajun was burning with anger, he was in a fit of anger, how could he listen, so he swung his whip at Zhao Zhao.

The whip is so powerful, how can Zhao Zhao, a weak spirit beast with a low cultivation level, be able to dodge it, Zhao Zhao subconsciously hugs his head.In the blink of an eye, a streak of red sword energy flew from outside the hall without warning, and with a clear sound, the whip was scattered.

Lord Bihua suddenly raised his head, saw the person coming, his breath stagnated: "You—" The young emperor wore a gold-rimmed black robe, his face was covered with a silver mask, and he walked in lazily with his sleeves behind his back. His amber eyes, icy and cold, passed the crowd without emotion.

Everyone stood up and saluted as if they were facing a big enemy.

Mr. Nanshan was also surprised. He wanted to speak, but was robbed a step: "I am Sanskrit, the fairy official of Xuexiao Palace."

"By the order of your majesty, come to hear the trial."

Mr. Nan Shan: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Mr. Nanshan doesn't know what kind of monster he is.But seeing that his face was covered with silver, one knew that this guy probably had an old wound relapsed, maybe he was in front of his new disciples and didn't want to be guessed, so he came out to cheat and abduct him under the name of a fairy official .

"Oh."

"sit down."

Nanshan Jun said calmly.

The other middle gods and minor gods couldn't be so calm.According to Li, facing the little fairy officials of Xuexiao Palace, they don't need to be so sincere and fearful, and they can even put on airs boldly with confidence.

But the person in front of them was not the real fairy official, but the real ancestor who was known for being harsh and rude. Even if they borrowed their 1 courage, they would not dare to sit down before this ancestor.

Then there was a strange scene in the hall, two rows of middle gods and minor gods who could be regarded as guests by ordinary immortals if thrown out on weekdays, were all trembling like turtledoves, waiting for an immortal official to sit down.

Zhang Yuan randomly picked up a chair and sat down, his gaze finally fell on a certain little thing in the hall.

I saw that little thing was also opening his black eyes, looking at him in surprise.

Ah.

This little thing again.

This little thing is really where the trouble is, he is there.

In just a few days after entering school, the Hall of Disciplines can be alarmed. It is really extraordinary to be a monster.

Naturally, Zhaozhao's heart was also setting off a turbulent sea.

Sanskrit?

The one who was taken advantage of?

No wonder he searched through the list of disciples afterwards, but he couldn't find a disciple of the Yu clan named "Fanyin".

It turned out that this person was not a new student this year at all, but an immortal official under the God of War!

Could it be that day...

This person tricked him into going to the cold spring to punish him for trespassing the forbidden area?

The reason why he scored so low in the moral assessment is also because this person sued before the God of War? !

This person is so obsessed with vengeance, then later, will he also reveal the matter of his trespassing on the forbidden?

Zhaozhao thought dejectedly, he and these fourteen states were really at odds with each other by nature.

"You—" Bi Huajun was stunned when Zhang Yuan brushed his face in public, but when he touched the man's icy amber eyes, he couldn't get angry immediately, so he said coldly: "The physical evidence has been found, Xuexiao Palace Now that you are in charge of punishment in the three realms, how to deal with it, you can tell me."

"Where is the physical evidence?"

"This is it." The fairy official offered it carefully.

Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand, and the Yuan Dan automatically flew into his palm.

But he didn't even look at it, the red sword energy flashed between his fingers, and the "Yuan Dan" immediately shattered into a cloud of black mist.

"The Temple of Discipline in Fourteen States, when will even monsters be used as evidence?"

"This!" Everyone was shocked.

Bi Huajun's complexion was even more uncertain.

"It is transformed by the enchantment technique. Those with low cultivation bases and those with impure thoughts will be deceived by it."

Zhang Yuan glanced around, and first glanced at a group of turtledove-like middle gods and minor gods: "They are weak in cultivation."

Sweeping towards Bi Huajun again, "She has impure thoughts."

In the end it fell on Mr. Nanshan.

"Mr. Nan Shan, what is your reason?"

Mr. Nanshan:? ?

People who were classified as "weak and weak" from God's Domain with just one sentence:?

The author has something to say: Mr. Nanshan: You don't talk about martial arts.