Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

A cold light flashed in Su Ye's eyes: "This Daoist Xu, is he accusing my Xianjun of not knowing people?"

Xu Qingming smiled bitterly: "Our Cangshan School has always worshiped gods and Buddhas, so how dare we point fingers at the immortals, but who knows whether the one who sent this full house of treasures is a real one or a fake one——Pindao has a few copies of 'genuine goods at a fair price' I would like to invite Master Xie to accept the big gift, come and present it!"

There is no one in the hall yet, but footsteps are already heard. Cultivators usually come and go silently. It is extremely rude to make such noise on purpose. Xie Qiushi tilted his head and looked at the high-spirited Cangshan disciples, and suddenly laughed. "What's the matter? Cangshan sent so many people, and they didn't hand in the greeting cards earlier, because they think my Wuling is too simple to entertain you?"

Xu Qingming ignored him, and the first disciple handed him a small ebony box. He presented it in front of Xie Qiushi with his own hands, and said with a sneer, "The first big gift, Master Xie, please accept it."

Xie Qiushi stared at him for a while, then sat on the grand master's chair behind him, crossed his legs, and raised his arms: "Open it, I agree."

Xu Qingming's face froze, he snorted coldly, opened the lid of the box, took out a piece of letter paper, and did not present it to Xie Qiushi, but showed it around the guests, and shouted: "This is the letter written by the thief Xie Qiushi this morning. In addition, the disciples of the sect bought immortal grasses and spirit pills, pretended to be rewards from the Wuling Immortal Monarch, falsely ordered the Immortal Edicts, sowed right and wrong, and vainly seized the favor of the Immortals, their crimes should be punished!"

There was an uproar in the hall, and there were many discussions: "I just said how the Wuling Immortal would reward a boy with oily hair and noodles like this!"

"The vulgar things like gold and silver are not things that Xianjun can give away..."

Fu Qingfeng was also surprised and said: "How did you get all these things in the morning? It looks really weird."

Cen Qihe's expression was solemn: "I didn't do it."

Fu Qingfeng wanted to ask again, but Xu Qingming laughed out loud and stared fiercely at Xie Qiushi's face: "Master Xie, don't worry, present the second gift!"

Xie Qiushi raised his eyes to look at him, the old god was nestled in the chair on the ground, Xu Qingming only thought that he was afraid, and his face became more and more complacent.

Two Cangshan disciples carried a huge scroll and hurried forward, slowly pulling it away in front of everyone.

Cen Qihe looked up, and smashed the teacup in his hand with a "bang".

Everyone's expressions were different, and some angry people stood up and asked: "Thank you, head, what is this, can you explain a little bit?"

Xie Qiushi's eyes fell on the picture scroll indifferently, and he saw that the huge picture vividly depicted the wonderful scenery of Wuling and the flowing water cave, but the corpses lay horizontally on the ground, blood was everywhere, and only one person stood upright in it holding a sword. Three big characters: Shuiya Cave.

"A few months ago, Pindao was deeply sorry to hear about the tragedy of Wuling Shuiya family destruction." Xu Qingming sighed, stroked his beard and said, "I, Cangshan, have always admired the famous Wuling family. Unexpectedly, after several months, there is still no further action on this matter... Pindao had no choice but to go to Wuling to find out the truth, but unexpectedly..." He paused, and suddenly shouted: "Xie Qiushi! I can't think of you With the heart of a jackal and fox, he is extremely vicious! Not only does he kill people like hemp, but he also steals sects to become his own master! All Wuling disciples, don’t be bewitched by this evil spirit, let the thief be the master!”

As soon as his words fell, some disciples in the hall jumped up, and the disciples of Wuling also showed horror.

"Thank you head! Are you serious?"

"Thank you, head! What excuse do you have?"

"Xie Qiushi, how dare you do such an outrageous thing!?"

Abbot Miaoyin also recited the Buddha's name "Amitabha Buddha", Huang Feiqing stood up at the table of Tianxuanzong, and said: "Thank you, master, I still have important matters in my sect, let's go first."

Xie Qiushi glanced at the crowd coldly, nodded slowly: "No."

Xu Qingming was surprised: "Sect Master Huang! Sect Master Huang stays behind, this is a big matter, and we must ask Sect Master Huang and Master Miaoyin to uphold justice together..."

Huang Feiqing shook his head slightly, turned around without looking at him, and left with his disciples.

Several disciples helped Wang Qingcong out from under the table. Wang Qingcong covered his crotch and walked to Huang Feiqing's side, and asked in a low voice: "Sect Master, killing demons and killing evil spirits is my duty. Xie Qiushi came from a wrong path. Why do we have to leave now?" ?”

Huang Feiqing didn't answer, until he walked to the door, Fang secretly glanced at the gift box in Su Ye's hand, his lips moved slightly, and he said silently: "...Others can't tell if it's true or not, but I can't tell Is it?"

Wang Qingcong didn't understand, but he didn't dare to ask again. In just a few moments, the group of people left completely.

There was a large vacant seat in front of the hall, Xu Qingming frowned slightly, and then Xie Qiushi smiled coolly: "What? There is one less audience, so the big gift can't be given out?"

Xu Qingming turned his head suddenly, and saw Master Xie's expression remained unchanged even though he was surrounded by knives and swords. He was playing with emerald beads in one hand and twisting a gold fan in the other. ridicule.

"Little thief, that's the end of your laugh." He said in a deep voice, "Please keep your eyes open, this is the last congratulatory gift—come up!!"

With a sound of "squeak", the Zhumen door opened wide, and everyone could not help stretching their necks to look, but they saw that the person entering the door was not a disciple of Cangshan Mountain, but a young man in white clothes with cloud patterns, his eyes were red, and a wooden plate was held high in his hand , walking to the hall, suddenly fell to his knees.

Cen Qihe exclaimed: "Zhaoying? Why is it you! What... is that in your hand?"

Xie Qiushi put away the folding fan with a "snap", and the smile on his face disappeared.

"Son," Xu Qingming stepped forward and patted the boy on the shoulder, "Let me introduce myself and the things in this wooden tray to everyone."

"Yes." The boy's voice was full of tears, "Feng Zhaoying, the third generation disciple of Tianya Cave under the sect of Wuling Cenfeng master, the entrustment of the boy is my former master of Wuling..."

Xie Qiushi stood up slowly.

Xu Qingming took a step forward, blocking Feng Zhaoying behind him.

"...It is my former head of Wuling, Xue Lingjing, the accompanying magic weapon of head Xue Lingjing, the precious fan mirror!"

Feng Zhaoying burst into tears as he spoke, losing his grip with both hands, the tray shook, and fragments of the mirror that shattered like powder fell from the tray, hitting the ground little by little.

Cen Qihe pinched his palm hard, but he didn't feel any pain. He looked at Fu Qingfeng, only to see Fu Qingfeng's face was dull, his eyes were moist, and his lips moved quickly, as if he was muttering something, but he didn't make a sound.

The hall was silent for a moment, not even the sound of breathing could be heard, only the young man sobbing softly.

Xu Qingming's complexion was serious, and his voice became deeper and deeper: "My child, tell me what you saw on the day Master Xue 'ascended'."

"Master Xue doesn't want to protect the law, he doesn't use the fairy weapon, and he goes to the back mountain alone..." Feng Zhaoying looked up, looked at Xie Qiushi timidly, and lowered his head again, his voice became softer and softer, "Then, he, he...he He also went to the back mountain, and in the end, he was the only one who came out and told us that the master had ascended."

Xu Qingming smiled slightly, suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth again, and said persuasively, "Who is 'he'?"

Feng Zhaoying didn't look up again this time, but pointed to the head of Xie in front of the Grand Master's chair, with red eyes, and said word by word:

"It's him. Xie, Qiu, Shi!"