Thunderbolt, a thousand years old

Here in the Central Plains Wulin, Mo Zhaonu gathered the Eight Swordsmen of Qi Guyuan, Qicheng Yinziyan also followed behind to help, and Yu Lijing kept his feet on the ground in a hurry.

I heard that the ghost Qizhu recently came out of the arena again, and even went to Haozheng Wudao to provoke him.

There was also a mere shit-stirring stick inside, leading a group of people to question Yu Lijing's identity, and Le Xunyuan followed to add fuel.

"Hey you, what an angry pig, what kind of dung are you spraying here? You said that Li Jing is your son, and he is your son. How can you see that he looks like you! You are so thick-skinned, you used to be the sole of a shoe Bar?"

Xing Jiu put her hands on her waist angrily, Lin Tianxing suppressed the dragon head in the Supreme Hall, she couldn't get out at all, her son went out to work and didn't have time, and she never asked questions, alas, my heart is full!

"Whether it's my son or not, you will find out later." Ghost Qi Master shook his bone fan lightly, the woman in front of him was no threat to him at all.

"Hmph! Do you only know how to speak out when you are a dignified Confucian sect? The status of the master of the Confucian sect is different. This will only be counted after everyone has seen it. Do you think you are the leader of Le League?"

Just shaking his folding fan, he looked at Le Xunyuan who remained neutral.

"I believe everything I see." Le Xunyuan is very good at refusing, he looks at the ghost Qizhu and everything is up to him.

Behind the screen in Wenfeng Valley, there is a slender figure, the sound of the piano is pleasant and intoxicating, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard are fluttering with fireflies, and suddenly a blue unexpected figure appears outside Wenfeng Valley.

"Since the son is here, why not come in and have a talk."

Yin Qiantui's voice is faint, and the sound of the piano is curling.

After she finished speaking, one person came with a fan, and Mo Zhaonu led Qi Cheng and Yin Ziyan.

"I've heard the name of Mrs. Xia for a long time." Mo Zhaonu said in a gentle voice.

"I have heard the name of Mr. Mo for a long time." Sweeping his sleeves, a stool appeared in front of Mo Zhaonu, and Yin Qiansui said calmly again, "Mr. Mo, please sit down."

"Then I would like to thank Mrs. Xia."

Mo Zhaonu sat down, a table flew over automatically, and the tea was fragrant.

"Sir, let's talk over a cup of tea."

"Thank you."

Yin Ziyan stood behind Mo Zhaonu, looking at the screen with his eyes, alas, Master doesn't know what tricks to play.

Qicheng watched his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose. He worshiped his venerable master very much.

Putting down the teacup, Mo Zhaonu raised his head again, "Mrs. Xia heard that you purified a lot of evil when the Baqi was sealed a long time ago. I wonder if there is a way to deal with the Baqi dragon head?"

Mo Zhaonu asked questions bluntly.

The sound of the zither stopped for a moment, Yin Qiansui lowered her eyelashes slightly, and raised her head again, "I have never tried this before. Recently, the dragon head was sent to Haozheng Wudao by Tianji. I am going to have a look, Mr. Mo Any ideas?"

"This... I think that since Mrs. Xia has the ability to dispel evil stains, I wonder if I can try it on the dragon's head once. Purifying him completely can also reduce some of the evil god's strength."

Mo Zhaonu half-covered his thin lips with the folding fan as he spoke, lowered his brows and thought for a while, Yin Qiantui waited for his next words, and began to think in his mind, maybe he could try.

"Mrs. Xia's deeds back then were to clean up all the evil atmosphere, so that the common people were not infected with much evil. According to Mo Zhaonu's guess, Mrs. Xia might as well try."

"Well, this is good attention. I will try it when I go back. I have also recovered my strength over the years. It should be safe to purify a dragon head. Mr. Mo invited."

Saying that the strings of the piano stopped abruptly, there was no figure behind the screen, Yin Ziyan, I am used to Master's character of coming and going when he says it.

Mo Zhaonu chuckled, this is really a straightforward woman, got up and took two bodyguards out of Wenfeng Valley, and continued to run around.

In Haozheng Wudao, the matter has climbed to the peak at this moment, the ghost unicorn shot into Yu Lijing's body with a finger, which made him go crazy uncontrollably, haunted by ghosts, and the long sword was facing the opposite direction My own doorman!

Xing Jiu was in a hurry, some Confucian scholars in the sect had already started to look strangely at Yu Li Jing.

"Li Jing, stay awake." She cried anxiously in her heart.

The ghost unicorn shook his fan and sneered, but he just said, "Look, how can such an unstable member of the ghost clan be the leader of the Confucian sect? The common people in Wulin cannot be led by such a person. call the shots!"

"Shut up, you shit-stirring stick. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb. You came here because you have a conspiracy. You say you are like a saint. You claim to be righteous! Why are you colluding with the ghost unicorn master! "

"Ma'am, what you said is wrong. We are only here to expose some people's disguise. This is a good deed for the martial arts and the common people... As for the ghost unicorn master, he is just here to recognize his son..."

They are still chattering non-stop, Yin Xiaoshen, Yingshuangqing, Xia Kanxuan, Xiayan and others have all removed the demons from the Hundred Demon Scroll, these people came at the right time!

Just talking about the moment of pride.

Suddenly!

A gust of wind swept over him, and his deep internal energy directly blasted him hundreds of meters away, hitting the wall and spitting blood.

"puff!"

"presumptuous!"

There was an explosion of anger, and the people in the field shook for a while.

Everyone was shocked to see that a person came coldly from the bright light in the sky. He was dressed in white and walked hundreds of meters in one step.

"Don't talk yet, adjust your breath well."

The person who came turned around, facing the crowd, there was no trace of a smile on a face that was so overwhelming.

"The Confucian school is an important place, no dogs are allowed to bark!"

Yin Qiansui glanced coldly at him, and his voice was filled with profound internal strength, which directly made his dizzy mind dizzy.

"It's you!" Ghost Qizhu was stunned, the moment he saw Yin Qiansui, his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and the scene of being decapitated a long time ago was like yesterday.

"Want to leave! No way!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Yin Qiantui flicked the jade flute across the air, and the invisible air directly locked the space, "I want to leave even though I'm here, do you look down on me?"

He stopped the figure of the ghost unicorn with two steps, and chanted the thousand-year-old jade flute to pick the ghost unicorn's chin.

"Zuzu, why are you running? I didn't do anything to you?"

"Who are you from the Confucian sect? You beat people openly! Are all Confucian sects so unreasonable? I led everyone here to care about the current affairs of the Confucian sect. Why are you so unreasonable?"

Clutching his blood-soaked chest, he stood up and scolded Confucianism all over again, Xing Jiu couldn't be happier to see Yin Qiantui coming.

Hearing these words, he immediately changed his face, and was about to speak up to defend the Confucianism sect, when he saw Chitose who had tied up the ghost unicorn came slowly, and stretched out his hand to stop Xing Jiu.

"Sister Chitose..."

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

After Wen Sheng finished speaking to Xing Jiu, she turned her head to look at Mere District, condescending, with no dust in her eyes, and Yin Qiantui's cold eyes directly pressed Mere District down.

"Hmph! In the Confucianism sect, there are still people like you who overwhelm others with arrogance. I can't imagine that the dignified Confucianism sect has fallen to this point..."

The area was still talking non-stop, and everyone was aroused again.

Le Xunyuan took a step forward, "May I ask why this madam would strike at the slightest disagreement? And she still insulted others? The head of the Confucian sect showed a ghostly look. This is something that everyone can see. So many of you have seen it. Don't you think so?"

"Honorable..." Yuli finished adjusting his breath and walked over in one step.

"Confucianism must give us an explanation today..." The crowd was passionate, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

Yin Qiansui swept away his eyes, and finally stayed on Le Xunyuan's face, this guy has a plan...

"My lord, for the sake of the reputation of the Confucian sect, Li Jing is willing to step down as the head of the Confucian sect and accept the investigation."

Yu Lijing said with a serious face, he can't involve Confucianism and ruin his reputation because of himself.

"Dare to ask this lady, who are you from Confucianism, but you can be the master?" Le Xunyuan spoke again, and began to agree with me.

"Today Confucianism takes the lead, and the master is a foreign race with a ghostly aura. How can he be the master of this sect?"

"Honorable..."

Yu Lijing was so anxious that he spoke again, and Yin Qiantui raised his hand to interrupt.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

"Who am I, you ask?" Yin Qiansui looked at Le Xunyuan

Le Xunyuan nodded: "Yes, so can you be the master?"

"Of course I can be the master. I am a majestic and dignified leader of the Fa. Although I have retired for several years, I still understand some truths. You say that the Confucianism is unreasonable? The Confucianism beats people randomly? But when there is no one in the Confucianism, Let’s ask the Confucianism sect’s inappropriate employment. Is this an overreach? Is it possible that our Confucianism sect is not clear? I need you to wait here to point fingers?

If you really care about it, why not expose it in front of the many leaders of our Confucian Sect? Could it be that the many leaders of our Confucian Sect are not worthy of everyone's trust?If this is the case, you will not be relieved of the dragon head suppressed by our Confucian sect. Xing Jiu, go and inform Emperor Huangru to put the dragon head here, and let these righteous people guard it. , My Confucian sect is willing to retreat to the second line! "

Xingjiu nodded and hurried down.

After Yin Qiantui finished speaking, he looked at the crowd with interest, his expressions kept changing, and a few of them couldn't bear it the most, and stood up directly.

"What is this venerable master talking about! It is your Confucianism's responsibility to guard the dragon head! We are just here to care for you. If you want to cover up people's perceptions like this, why bother talking about him!"

"End of Chapter"