Pigeon fine note

"Thousands of robberies belong to my Wan Jianzong!" An old man with long beard shouted, "There is no place for you to intervene!"

"The magic sword was captured by us." A voice came from a wooden box held in the girl's hand respectfully.

The man sitting on the other side closed the folding fan with a snap, and then slowly opened it.

"If Baicao Valley didn't keep secrets for the safety of the common people, and inform everyone about the magic sword in time," he nodded towards Bie Feng, "could we still sit here and talk about the whereabouts of the magic sword?"

For a while, everyone fell into silence.

They looked at the desk in the middle.

On the table is the magic sword.

The disciples of Shenjimen didn't dare to touch the hilt of the sword, they just wrapped the scabbard with silk cloth and took away the magic sword.They wanted to go back to the Divine Machine Sect, but they were accidentally discovered by disciples from other sects on the way, so they had no choice but to find a place to hold the meeting.

Gu Zeming was tied aside.He looked at the floor in silence, not interested in the arguments of those around him.

Bie Feng was half squatting, expressionlessly touching the herbs to Gu Zeming's wound.It's not light, but it's not deliberately aggravated.

"Where the magic sword came from, it will go there." The old man calmed down and decided to be reasonable.

"Why don't you go back into your mother's womb." Box sneered.

"You!" The old man slammed the table.

"The guy who hides his head and shows his tail, doesn't even dare to show his real body, what right does he have to mess around here!" The disciple beside the old man had already put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Just because the magic sword is in our hands now." Box said leisurely, "Why, do you want to grab it? Really want to grab it... I am afraid that all sects will suspect whether you are colluding with the magic cultivator to make such a terrible thing Come on."

"Or... your Wan Jianzong has already become a demon, and everyone is a demon cultivator?" The man shook his fan, "It makes sense, after all, the demonic sword came from you."

The old man was extremely angry, and just about to explode, a disciple moved to his side and said softly: "The head of the Shensuan Pavilion asks to see you."

Everyone fell silent again.

Gu Zeming's heart tightened.

If he hadn't procrastinated on the way...if he had found Master earlier...

... He was ashamed to see the master.

"...Let him come." The old man said, "I want to see what he wants to do."

So the disciple led two monks in white robes to hide their faces into the house.

"Hi, everyone," said the monk in front, "I am honored to meet all the immortals, and I am terrified."

His tone was calm, making it difficult for people to tell whether it was good or bad for a while.

When Gu Zeming heard the voice of the master, he could not help but bow his head deeply.

"To be able to meet the head of the Shensuan Pavilion who has lived in the mountains all year round and has never shown his face," the old man smiled sarcastically, "it is a great blessing."

"It's still the master who cultivated the disciple who was recognized by the magic sword," He Zi said, "I am willing to bow down and admire it."

"Why? Do you want to return your disciples?" The man covered his face with a fan, and a chuckle appeared on the corner of his lips, "Speaking of reason, this magic sword can also be given to you. It's just... there are few people in your sect, so I don't know I don't know if I can suppress this magic sword or not...whether that small hill can withstand the trampling of the demon cultivator."

"My disciple was recognized by the demon sword, and he must have a good relationship with the demon cultivator. How could he be attacked by the demon cultivator?" He immediately said, "I'm afraid he turned around and presented the sword to the demon master."

"Everyone's words are wrong." The headmaster gestured to the cultivator behind him.

The monk stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said: "We are not here for the magic sword, but for my master."

Gu Zeming suddenly raised his head.

...Sister? !

"Please ask Shenjimen to hand over my master's body to me, so that the old man can rest in peace." The senior sister bowed again, "As for the magic sword...the magic sword must not appear in the world, otherwise the world will be in chaos. This matter is of great importance, our little door Xiao Pai has neither the right nor the ability to peck at it."

"Why, you exposed your relationship with Moxiu, now you have to cut off your tail to protect yourself?" Box sneered.

"You guys don't know that Gu Zeming has nothing to do with Shensuan Pavilion." The senior sister lowered her eyes and said, "He is an apprentice that my master took in when he was traveling in the world, and he has not been included in the genealogy of my pavilion. There is no contact after the master returned to the mountain. After hearing about the Demon Sword, Master was eager to go down the mountain to look for him, and also wanted to persuade him to hand over the Demon Sword to the respectable sect for safekeeping, so as not to harm my sect....Unfortunately, an accident happened.”

Gu Zeming trembled.

He was dazed and confused.

"It's just your own side." The old man said.

"I heard that there is a compass in Shenjimen, which can account for the cause and effect of the world." The senior sister said calmly, "I would like to use my blood as a guide, and occupy the cause and effect of Zhangu and my Shensuan Pavilion—after all, if he and I are in the name of My senior sisters have no cause and effect, and naturally have nothing to do with Shensuan Pavilion—this can prove the innocence of my sect."

"..."

Gu Zeming lowered his head helplessly.

was abandoned.

he thinks.

...If you cause such a disaster, you will naturally be abandoned.