When the old man brought up the matter of Lu Yin cultivating death energy, he really broke up with Changtian Island. He thought that he had already offended the Supreme Saint Wudi, and there was no need to offend him again.
Many people looked at Lu Yin. This man had cultivated death energy.
The way everyone looked at him suddenly changed.
Even the way Xin Jiao looked at Lu Yin changed. Although cultivating death energy was not an express crime, it was a potential threat.
Sage Wudi raised his eyebrows, "My junior brother is right to practice death energy, but the chief referee has just made a decision, and my junior brother will not be affected."
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were evil. He didn't know about this, and to refute on the basis of the referee's decision was tantamount to openly refuting the referee.
Many people around looked at the old man like an idiot. The old man's scalp was numb. He saw many people's mocking looks and many people's sympathetic looks. His heart was filled with anger. He had already said it and he could not take it back.
, thought, and said loudly, "The Interstellar Arbitration's judgment is based on whether you are currently guilty or not. Cultivating the death energy itself is not guilty, but the death energy of the Death Clan has a characteristic, that is, it is easily suppressed by higher-level Death Clan people, and even at their mercy.
, everyone knows this. It would be okay if Lu Yin was just an ordinary cultivator, but he is the leader of the Eastern Frontier Alliance in the outer universe, which is equivalent to the Lord of the outer universe. Does such a person's practice of death energy mean that the entire outer universe
The universe is easily controlled by the New Human Alliance?".
"Who can guarantee that he will not be controlled by the Death Clan, and who can guarantee that he can stay awake forever under the Death Qi practice, not even Changtian Island can guarantee it."
Lu Yin narrowed his eyes. Only the chief judge, the three chief judges and the Supreme Saint Wudi knew about his cultivation of death energy. The old man actually knew it at this time. It was obvious that Mu Tianlun must have told him. This desperate judge Mu
The hostility towards him is quite considerable.
Another point is that the old man still dares to speak out in such a desperate manner. It seems that the presiding judge does not have enough prestige, or it is true that as the presiding judge said, the president does not interfere with the power of the directors.
He discovered a problem. Yuanshi and Changtian Island have no direct influence on the Hall of Glory, and the chief referee may not affect the Hall of Glory. He only rules, and the people who can support him are all powerful, but they never
No matter what, let the old man have the courage to dance here.
Although the director can be removed by these people, if he does not act, even the ancestral realm will not be able to support him. This is a problem.
Even the Invincible Saint cannot refute the words thrown out by the old man.
Although the director is the one in power on the surface, he still holds power after all, and his words still convince many people.
The old man risked his life to fight Lu Yin. Unless the Supreme Saint Wudi slapped him to death, he had every right and reason to imprison Lu Yin.
Death energy was something that Lu Yin could not deny. He had no way to convince others that he was not controlled by death energy. If he told others, they would even suspect that he was a member of the Death Underworld tribe.
Lu Yin felt troubled.
What the old man said before was correct. Although Changtian Island was powerful, its influence was not enough. Shangsheng Wudi could not make everyone believe in Lu Yin unless the chief referee came forward, but how could the chief referee come forward for him?
The scene was silent for a moment.
Everyone is talking about death.
The situation is developing in a direction that is unfavorable to Lu Yin.
The old man gasped for breath. Since he had offended Changtian Island, he would offend him to the end. He wanted to portray himself as an iron-blooded director who was not afraid of Changtian Island.
"Um, um, I'm sorry to interrupt," a voice came from below, stammering and looking a little scared.
Everyone looked down subconsciously.
Under the ruined mountain peak, I saw a very young-looking boy with a mushroom head and a large frame wearing a very rustic dress, raised his right hand with difficulty, and spoke timidly. He was still holding his feet in his arms.
There are books half a meter thick.
See everyone.
The young man seemed to be scared. He swallowed hard and coughed, "Well, I'm sorry to interrupt, um, um, actually, death energy is just a kind of cultivation power. It is essentially no different from star energy and does not exist.
Let’s talk about the good and the bad”.
The old man looked sternly and shouted, "What are you talking about? Say it again?".
The mushroom-headed boy panicked. The book fell and hit his feet. He let out a miserable scream and looked very painful. He was frightened.
Lu Yin was stunned. There is such a weird person in the headquarters of the Hall of Glory. Isn't this guy a cultivator? He has also reached the Fusion Realm. Why does it hurt if he is hit by a book?
The people around him looked at the young man with strange eyes.
The mushroom-headed boy finally picked up the book and looked at the old man in fear, "This, this is written in the history book, I, I just read it."
The old man shouted sharply, "What's your name? The Hall of Glory doesn't allow people with weak wills like you to appear. You also want to practice death energy? Arrest you."
Lu Yin said loudly, "It's so majestic. Don't you want to let others speak?"
The old man had a sinister look in his eyes, snorted coldly, and stared at the mushroom-headed boy.
Xin Jiao looked at the mushroom-headed boy with a faint smile, "I remember you, you are from the Institute of History, right?".
The mushroom-headed boy pushed the frame, nodded, and said timidly, "My, my, my name is Xiao Shi."
"Okay, Xiao Shi, what do you want to explain? Is it okay for Lu Yin to practice death energy?" Xin Jiao asked with a smile, her face gentle.
Xiao Shi swallowed again, opened the book, searched for a while, and then pushed the frame, "The death energy is not essentially unique to the Death Underworld Clan. The Death Underworld Tribe only discovered and utilized the Death Energy. After countless years, it descended into descendants.
Reproduce and become the race most suitable for cultivating death energy. Theoretically, anyone can practice death energy. As long as they slowly accept it, their offspring will be able to practice smoothly after many years. The more they go on, the better they can practice, enough to create another
Death Tribe".
"Cultivating death energy will be suppressed or even controlled by the Death Nether Clan. This kind of power is basically the power of the Death Nether Tribe to develop traitors," the old man drank.
Xiao Shi pushed up the frame and said, "Star energy can also be suppressed up and down."
The old man raised his eyebrows, "Death Qi practitioners are easily controlled by higher-level Death Qi cultivators."
Xiao Shi winced and said, "That's just being suppressed and unable to resist. The same goes for normal practitioners."
Lu Yin smiled, "Boardless Director, you are trying to control the mushroom-head brothers now. With your strength, it is too easy to control a fusion realm. Can't Xing Neng also practice?".
The old man said solemnly, "No matter how you explain it, the death energy is enough to make it easier for the Death Tribe to control you, and you will never be able to escape."
"That's right, unless you abolish the death energy," King Zheng Ye said loudly.
Xiao Shi raised his hands and swallowed.
Sage Wudi pointed at him and said, "Say."
The Buddha King and the Zhengye King both glared at the mushroom-headed Xiao Shi.
Countless people around him looked at him in surprise. A little man in a harmonious environment actually intervened. Who gave him the courage?
Xiao Shi was very nervous. He opened the book again and took a peek at the old man. He was very scared, but he still said, "Actually, there are some opinions about whether the death energy is suitable or not. It does not mean that others who practice death energy will be controlled by the Death Clan. There are also
One possibility is that that person is more suitable for the cultivation of death energy, or has some kind of opportunity, such as skills, talents, etc., and can use death energy to control the people of the Death Nether clan. This possibility is also possible."
The old man was so angry that he wanted to slap the mushroom head to death.
Lu Yin raised his head, "No wonder I don't feel the death energy at all when I practice. You can ask people from the Seven-Character Royal Court to verify that I, Lu Yin, am completely outside the control of the Death Ming Tribe in the Chenzu Tomb, and the reverse is also true."
Suppressed the Death Race people."
The old man opened his mouth to say something, but for a moment he couldn't.
As long as there is a possibility of counter-controlling the Death Ming tribe, the sole privilege of the director cannot be used to target Lu Yin, otherwise it will not offend Changtian Island, but target Shangsheng Wudi, who may really slap him to death.
King Zheng Ye stared at the mushroom head grimly, "Boy, don't talk nonsense, the death energy is the power of the Death Nether tribe. This is common sense in the universe and is generally recognized."
Xiao Shi's attitude suddenly changed. He stared at King Zheng Ye with an angry expression, "You are just talking nonsense. It is people like you who have messed up history. People who regard common sense as history are the stupidest people. Death Qi is not the Death Clan at all.
It belongs to the God of Death, you idiot."
King Zheng Ye was extremely angry, "What did you say?".
Xiao Shi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, he squatted down quickly, put the book on his head to block his mushroom head, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."
King Zhengye raised his hand and was about to take action against Xiao Shi. Sage Wudi snorted coldly and directly carried Xiao Shi over. Lu Yin caught him and held him, so King Zhengye did not dare to take action again.
The old man said loudly, "Everyone, please hear this. This guy is talking nonsense. There is no such thing as the God of Death. He is just making it up."
King Zheng Ye said, "Yes, the death energy belongs to the God of Death? The energy of the stars belongs to the God of Stars? This is not the land of gods, there is nothing godless."
Xiao Shi raised his eyes and muttered, "I'm not talking nonsense. The God of Death is the oldest existence. It was the God of Death who created the aura of death."
Lu Yin's heart moved and he glanced at Xiao Shi, especially the book above his head, which was so big.
No one believed what Xiao Shi said. The God of Death was too ridiculous. There was no such thing as the God of Death.
At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky, maybe it had just appeared, or maybe it had been there for a long time, but no one noticed it anyway.
Sage Wudi was the first to see it, his expression changed, and he respectfully said, "Wudi, I have met Mr. Chan."
Immediately afterwards, everyone else saw the figure and all saluted, "See Mr. Zen."
"See Zen Lao".
…
Lu Yin also saluted and looked up from the corner of his eyes. The real boss appeared, Mr. Zen? Even Shang Sheng Wudi was so respectful. Perhaps he was the biggest boss in the entire Hall of Glory.
Mr. Chan looked down, his eyes fixed on Shang Sheng Wudi, "He's getting more and more wanton."
The Supreme Saint Wudi said respectfully, "I don't think so, this junior. It's really the director who bullied others too much and targeted me, the person from Changtian Island."
Zen Lao was funny, "Don't talk nonsense, he is not from your Changtian Island."
Shangsheng Wudi said, "Lu Yin is my registered disciple on Changtian Island."
"He is willing to worship Master Shengtian as his master?" Zen Lao asked, his eyes strange.
Sage Wudi looked at Lu Yin.
Lu Yin wondered why the topic turned to this. If the answer was that Changtian Island could protect him openly, then there would be no problem with Shangsheng Wudi's approach. However, he had a master and he had already answered Shangsheng Shenwei.
Lu Yin didn't know how to answer for a moment. If he didn't answer well, not only himself, but even Shang Sheng Wudi might be blamed.
Zen Lao looked at him quietly, smiling.
Sage Wudi kept winking at Lu Yin.
The mushroom-headed Xiao Shi looked at Lu Yin curiously, with some admiration, some awe, but also some excitement and curiosity.
Lu Yin thought for a moment and then said helplessly to Sheng Wudi, "Senior Brother Wudi, I'm sorry, I have a master, so I can't worship Master Shengtian as my teacher. I, Lu Yin, can't be an ungrateful person."
Shang Sheng Wudi was stunned and nodded, "It doesn't matter, just be yourself."
Lu Yin was grateful.
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