To describe Chen Pu in four words, it is nothing more than "a gentleman as jade".
To describe the feeling of facing Chen Pu in four words, it can only be "like a spring breeze".
He is the dean of Mugu Academy and a great master of Confucianism, but he is not the kind of old-fashioned academic or condescending person that people imagine him to be.
On the contrary, he is always able to take care of everyone's feelings, as soft as water and omnipresent.
But when he took action, it was a decisive move.
How does this scene in front of me look like an extraordinary duel?
It was clearly a scholar who rolled up his sleeves and used an inkstone to open a ladle for his classmates.
The reason for the fight must have been very casual, either because of a quarrel or because of jealousy. In short, it couldn't be related to world affairs.
The blood on Peng Chongjian's forehead surged wildly, and the Taoist body fell on its back, easily making the viewer think it was an illusion.
But then again, no matter Chen Pu, Si Yu'an or Ruan Yuan, which one has not been at the top for many years and has accumulated a strong foundation? As a newly promoted true king, he has the foundation of being "the best in moving mountains".
How could he survive such a beating?
Being able to run back to Yudaihai was the result of Chen Pu and Ruan Yuan's deliberate connivance.
"Wait!"
Peng Chongjian, who fell on his back, made such a loud noise that he stopped the offensive of the three Yan Dao masters.
He stood up unsteadily, with blood all over his face without wiping it away, and without caring about his majesty, he said in a hateful voice: "What is Peng Chongjian's crime? That he can do this?!"
Ruan Yuan stood in front of the void, with the stars flowing behind him, but his voice was not fancy, every word was very quiet: "When I took you, you turned around and ran away, now you think about it and defend yourself?"
Peng Chongjian was furious: "You suddenly broke down the door, how can I restrain my hands?"
Chen Pu waved his hand, like a towering tree, swaying its branches to provide shade in all directions: "There is no point in talking about this now. You have already done what you should and shouldn't do. We are not here to argue with you."
The giant trees holding up the sky, the flowing rivers of stars, the tallest thatched grass in the world, the unparalleled power in the world almost suffocates those who approach the top of the mountain. But the existence at the foot of the mountain only feels magnificent.
"But it needs to be told to the ears of the world!" Peng Chongjian raised his voice: "You want to wipe out the fifty-four thousand years of glory of the Blood River Sect overnight? Don't you need to give a justifiable reason?"
He raised his bloody hand and pointed at a large group of people on the side of the True Source Fire Realm: "You want these young people, the future of the human race, and these brave men who are fighting for the disaster to see the beauty of this world.
Which side? You can easily kill all these monks here, but what about your personal descendant, Chen Pu? Where is your personal descendant, Si Yuan? Where is the champion of Qi State? Where is the human hero Jiang Zhenren? What are you going to tell them?"
"Standing at the pinnacle of the extraordinary, do you still have the responsibility, responsibility and courage you were born to have as a human being!?"
His lord's bloody robe and his pitiable blood reflected his anger at this moment. He shouted angrily: "There is Xu Yuanzhi in front of you, and Peng Chongjian behind you. You scoundrels, who are united in fighting against differences, have cut the backbone of the human race! The world is at your disposal.
Come on, I’ll die today, and I won’t die in peace!”
If Jiang Wang and the others hadn't personally experienced the changes in the Five Virtues World, and if Zhong Xuanzun hadn't seen Kou Xuejiao's trump card in the Moon Phase World, it would have been hard not to be moved by Peng Chongjian's words.
At least the thousands of monks hiding in the True Source Fire Realm at this moment can no longer suppress the noise. There are even less people who are transmitting the message privately.
Si Yu'an raised his sword eyebrows, his sword energy floating in the air: "Are you worthy of being compared with Taoist Master Taixu?"
Peng Chongjian raised his neck and said, "Come! Kill me and silence me! You are always good at this. After you kill me, you make up excuses! And Chen Pu can write a book about my Spring and Autumn Period!"
Chen Pu made a mistake back then. When he was young, he and several like-minded friends jointly compiled a set of history books, intending to imitate "The Swordsman Cuts the Sea" and reproduce the truth of ancient times. However, in his part, he made a mistake in writing a set of history books.
The word is a big mistake in its meaning.
Whether this was a malicious attempt to tamper with history, or an honest mistake, or whether he was obsessed with illusions and failed to see the true knowledge. It is unclear. The one word he wrote by mistake ruined the entire history book and took away everyone's hard work.
It was burned to the ground. It caused a huge uproar back then and almost ended his career.
Even today after he achieved Yan Dao, it is a stain that he cannot wash away.
Peng Chongjian's sentence "It can be used as a book to write about my Spring and Autumn Period" can be said to have poked Chen Pu in the throat.
Si Yu'an used thatch as a sword and hovered in front of his throat. He used words as a sword and pointed at Chen Pu's vitals.
The thatch hung from the neck and did not fall for a while.
Si Yu'an suddenly smiled: "Okay, I don't want everything to end too easily. I don't want to kill you for no reason. What else do you want to do? I am very willing to accompany you."
This smile is really cruel.
It rarely appears on Si Yuan's face.
At least the Blood River Sect and Jiange are adjacent to each other. This is the first time Peng Chongjian has met the two sects’ senior leaders for so many years.
He was speechless for a moment.
"Okay, what's your crime?" Chen Pu said slowly: "Kou Xuejiao, the protector of your clan, trapped the champion of Daqi in a dangerous situation. What do you have to explain?"
Peng Chongjian said calmly: "If the matter is true, she can be arrested and questioned. If there is evil, punish evil, and punish crime. Blood River Sect will never tolerate it!"
"She said it was you who instigated it." Chen Pu said.
"You are spitting nonsense! What evidence is there?" Peng Chongjian said angrily: "Ask her to come out to confront you. I don't believe that she dares to talk nonsense in front of me!"
Chen Pudao: "Jiang Wang, Douzhao and the other six people can represent the future of our human race. They explored the world of lotus seeds and found that the blood river was eroding the lotus seeds. How do you explain it?"
"This matter started many years ago!" Peng Chongjian admitted: "The Blood River Sect has been managing the flood for many years, how can we just watch the evil force of the flood eroding the world of lotus seeds left behind by the ancestors? Competing with them for power and strengthening the strength of the Blood River Sect, this
Is there anything unreasonable? I want to ask, who are the people with dark minds who don’t want the Blood River Sect to grow? Whose eyes are red by the blood!"
In the True Source Fire Realm, Zhong Xuanzun had already sat down, with a leisurely posture, concentrating on watching the show. He also specially sent a message to Jiang Wang and made a comment: "I thought those who moved mountains were reckless men. Is this Peng Chongjian so sharp in his lyrics?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Jiang Wang recalled the feeling of contacting Peng Chongjian for the first time. He always felt that someone who was so self-centered was not such an eloquent person.
But he didn't say anything, he just squeezed forward, put out the "Bai Yujing Restaurant" grand master's chair, and sat down next to Zhong Xuanzun.
I also made one for Senior Brother Zhu.
Seeing Ning Shuangrong and Zhuo Qingru coming over, they made two more and drank the champion's tea together.
Then he looked at the monks who were huddled together not far behind him, and simply waved his hands: "Everyone find a place to sit by yourself. It seems that it won't be over for a while. Don't worry, it's safe here. Unless Jiang is not safe."
In this situation, if shopkeeper Bai sells drinks here, how much money will he make?
Over there, Chen Pu continued: "Jiang Wang and others were almost injured by a river of blood in the Five Virtues World, and they escaped after breaking the Lotus Seed World. How are you going to explain it?"
Peng Chongjian categorically said: "I didn't know about this, or it was an accidental injury!"
Si Yu'an said at this time: "Then please explain to Sect Master Peng that 3907 years ago, Chang Qingguan, the official of the Bizong, was trapped in the disaster. I have found his body."
"Since ancient times, there have been countless people who have fallen into disasters. Do they all have to come to the Blood River Sect to ask for an explanation? The powerful men of our Blood River Sect who have died in battles with disasters in the past generations can pile up mountains of spiritual tablets. You, a real person, died in disasters. What's so strange about it?
It's a good thing that the body of your clan official Changqing has been found. Are there any traces of my Blood River clan on his body? Show me the evidence!" Peng Chongjian became more and more angry as he spoke: "Moreover -
I am only over 300 years old this year. Did you ask the wrong person about things that happened more than 3,900 years ago?"
Si Yuan just looked at him: "You really know his body very well!"
"I don't know Guan Changqing, and I don't know you either. I just know myself. I just know that I didn't do anything!" Peng Chong said in a high-pitched voice: "Peng is upright, why should he be afraid of slander!"
"You can't explain anything, and I don't need to ask anymore." Chen Pu was calm from beginning to end, and the still water ran deep: "The great master of Legalism, Wu Bing, has now completely taken over the Blood River Sect and is conducting a thorough investigation.
Your fifty-four thousand years. Counting the time, it’s almost over. Do you want to wait for news about him?”
Peng Chongjian was silent for a moment.
He was eloquent and impassioned, but after hearing Wu Bingji's name, he finally fell silent.
He could kidnap great masters like Ruan Yuan with the words of the world. He could poke the backs of scholars like Chen Pu with his reputation for benevolence and righteousness and his past affairs. But he had no way to deal with Wu Bingji.
The so-called Three Penal Palaces, does its significance go beyond being the holy land of Legalism?
Inherit the legacy of Lieshan Renhuang, practice Lieshan Renhuang's ideals, and pursue the rule of law to regulate heaven and earth. What we seek and do can be summed up in thirteen words - "Heaven can punish, the earth is subject to law, and people must be within the rules!"
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You can doubt the butt of Jing Shi Tai, but you cannot doubt the fairness of Sanxing Palace.
For all those who have been wronged and have no solution, the Palace of Three Punishments is the last palace.
The current number one true figure in the history of Qing Dynasty was falsely accused of being a demon communicator, and it was Sanxinggong who came forward to clear his name and correct the world's public opinion with one word.
Wu Bingji personally threw his beloved disciple back into the water, causing him to commit suicide. It was also he who dragged Xu Mingsong to Tianxing Cliff two years ago.
There is no possibility for such people to be accommodating.
The only way to get rid of him is not to break the law.
Peng Chongjian lowered his eyes, as if he had become a few inches shorter for a moment, and sighed: "I am guilty! I deserve to die!"
Chen Pu looked at him calmly.
He continued: "My first crime was to induce Xu Mingsong to cause disaster and change. And I blocked the sea with my body, trapping the sect leader Huo Shi and dying."
"My second crime is that I found the secret method of plundering the bones of our sect, and instead of destroying it, I was confused by it, and I secretly wanted to regain Xuan Zun's body!"
"My third crime is that as the leader of the Blood River Sect, I don't think about the disasters and waves. As the pinnacle of the Evolution Dao, I don't care about the rise and fall of the world! I am selfish and self-interested. This evil is infinite!"
At the end of the sentence, he burst into tears, mixed with blood: "I deserve to die!"
Si Yu'an looked at him calmly: "I want to see if you die."
Peng Chongjian looked at him with bloody eyes, but did not say anything. He only shouted: "There are all kinds of crimes, but only one person is guilty. God is angry and people are angry, so I will be punished! I only ask you not to destroy the sect, for the sake of the Blood River Sect's ability to control disasters for generations.
, leave a legacy to the Blood River Sect!"
After saying that, he slapped his hand back, and his skull was shattered into pieces and completely disappeared from his body!
The breath of terror disappeared almost instantly.
The Tao body that once could destroy the heaven and the earth is leaning straight back in a headless and tragic posture.
This time he really fell!
He...really committed suicide!
The people in the True Source Fire Realm were dumbfounded. Even the champion, who looked at Yunjuan Yunshu indifferently, glanced forward.
Si Yu'an, on the other hand, looked expressionless. He also pulled out his thatched sword and prepared to step forward to make up for it.
Bang!
Peng Chongjian's fallen body exploded, blood surged, flesh and blood splashed, and an indescribable chaotic aura suddenly emerged and rose rapidly. Mixed with the turbid current, it turned into a giant flesh and blood on the spot... strange!
The reason why we don't talk about giants is because he no longer looks like a human being.
From the headless Taoist body, a strange head with a face covered with fine scales and a single horn on its forehead was pulled out.
You can't see the neck at all, just one after another, smelly vesicles, like muscle blocks together.
The lower body looks like an octopus, but it has a total of seventeen tentacles. The tentacles can be opened, and there are sharp bone spurs hidden inside, and poisonous water is gurgling out...
He turned into a Taoist evil spirit.
Ugly, chaotic, and unintelligent.
It can be said that Peng Chongjian is dead, and only Ni Li is alive now.
At the moment when the Tao body self-destructed, it was invaded by the evil force of disaster. Or, perhaps, the seeds were planted by some beings long ago!
At this point, things have a very clear outline.
Peng Chongjian's death and his confession before his death explained all the doubts.
The causes and consequences, as well as the culprit, are all clear. Now as long as this Yandao-level evil spirit is killed, everything will be settled. As for how the Blood River Sect will be dealt with in the end, and how to divide the responsibility for the disaster, we can just sit down and chat slowly.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But Si Yuan and the others did not take action immediately.
Regarding this Tao-level evil spirit, Chen Pu just made a stroke and lit a circle of blazing white sacrificial fire. The trace on the ground served as a prison to prevent him from escaping.
Between the sky and the sea, the terrifying image of evil seems to have become the ancient gods and demons in the ritual. But the gods and demons here are not the victims, but the sacrifices.
What demons, gods, ghosts, dragon clan and sea clan Shura...
The weak ones of the human race will be fed by the blood of all races, and the strong ones of the human race will be sacrificed to heaven by all races!
In the True Source Fire Realm, people watched all this in silence, with a vague feeling of solemnity.
The great masters seemed to be waiting for something.
They did wait.
At a certain moment, Si Yuan looked into the distance.
Jiang Wang, who had been paying attention to the Pavilion Master, also quickly turned his head to look.
The sea of evil is overflowing, and new changes are taking place at this time.
"Chongjian!"
A cry of anger and sorrow.
From the depths of the troubled water, there was a figure wearing a gray robe, riding on the waves and coming from the shunt.
He seemed to have stepped out of a gloomy era, and his body under the gray robe gave people a particularly bright feeling.
Wherever he went, the murky water immediately turned clear.
So when I saw him walking out of the depths of the troubled water, I actually saw a clear waterway under his feet. Because of his powerful aura attached to it, this waterway has not been polluted by the turbid waves for a long time. It seems that in the endless turbidity
It flows up and condenses into endless frost.
The former leader of the Blood River Sect, Huo Shiji!
He is indeed not dead!
Huo Shiji came on the waves and looked at Peng Chongjian who had turned into a monster. He picked up a fragment of the blood robe representing the leader of the Blood River Sect. His eyes were sad and sad: "The most powerful man who can move mountains, I once faced him."
How could a character who only lost half a move to Xiang Fengqi become like this..."
There were almost tears in his eyes: "How could the pride of my Blood River Sect become the shame of the Blood River Sect!?"
"Huo Shiji, you finally showed up." Si Yu'an looked at him.
"I never dared to leave." Huo Shiji said: "It is my responsibility to control the flood. I chose to change my identity and continue to protect the world I love."
"Ah haha." Si Yu'an said with great interest: "Let me hear what you have to say."
Huo Shiji was silent for a moment and said with a wry smile: "I have nothing to say. Back then, I was persuaded by Si Yuan and wanted to be detached. I planned a plan with him to bring disaster to the world... Although I didn't launch it in the end, I had done something wrong!
As the leader of the Blood River Sect, the pinnacle of the human race, if I have ever had this thought, I have become a demon. The long river of poverty cannot wash it all away, and even if I die a hundred times, I cannot redeem it. The present day of the Blood River Sect is all my own fault!"
This chapter has been completed!