"Do you suspect he was the one who took the action?" Ming Youhun said.

"I didn't say anything, in short, I'm standing on the side of Lord Lin this time." Ming Dutian directly sent a message: "And the most important thing I support Lord Lin is his character, his heroic spirit, and he is a rare righteous person."

"Okay, okay, I think so." Ming Youhun said with his hands on his back, and immediately they returned to the hall and sat in their seats.

"Come on, use tea instead of wine, drink a few cups." Lin Feng said with a smile: "This time I would like to ask the Lord of Ming Pavilion to be fair."

"Brother Lin is polite. It is unfair and free to the hearts of the people. This time, all the elders of the entire Jiuyou Pavilion Merit Pavilion will be here. Let's judge it." Ming Youhun sipped the tea ceremony: "If his immortal surname is really stingy and admits his conscience, he will roll down from this seat!"

"Ha ha……"

Lin Feng, Huang Dongyang, and Mingdutian laughed loudly when they heard this.

"Okay, after drinking this glass of wine, go to Gongde Pavilion!" Lin Feng picked up the teacup and said, "It is my great blessing that I, Lin Feng, can meet three of you in this life. Come and cheer!"

"cheers!"

Huang Dongyang, Mingdutian, Mingguhun picked up teacups one after another, and then walked out with a smile.

Jiuyou Pavilion is a mountain in charge of merit. This is the core of Jiuyou Pavilion's control of merit. The mountain is majestic. In the hall of Merit Pavilion, a man in the meritorious hall is as majestic as a mountain, with a majestic expression and a murderous aura.

This man's name is Xian Zisha.

The Immortal Immortal Master of the Merit of the Nine You Pavilion is powerful and has a great influence in the Nine You Pavilion.

Xian Zisha carried his hands on his back, and he had a strong aura of power in his body. His eyes were cold in the void.

In addition to the immortals, there are also Xian Ri and another strong man in the hall. This strong man in the immortal tribe is wearing the Sun and Moon Fairy Robe. This man is named Xian Ri Yue. Xian Ri Yue has a cold eyes and a very cold aura.

Xian Riyue is a member of the Immortal Clan in charge of merit. His status in the Immortal Clan is equivalent to that of the Lord of the Merit Pavilion in the Beimo Temple. His cultivation is unfathomable.

This time, in addition to the Immortal Riyue and Immortal Rimu, the Immortal Clan also came to many criminal law departments and the strong men from the Merit Department, which can be said to have a strong lineup.

"Xianzi Ze, why haven't you come yet?" Xian Riyue frowned and had been waiting here for a long time.

"Come soon, I have asked a deputy pavilion master to invite him." Xian Zisha said in a deep voice.

"I want to see some members of my Immortal Clan Criminal Law Pavilion." Xian Ri said with a deep face: "This matter should not be difficult to do, right?"

"If it were before, it would be fine, but the current deputy chief of the Criminal Law Pavilion is the guy, and the chief of the Criminal Law Pavilion is also a cruel and ruthless demon clan. I'm afraid I won't sell my face." Xian Zisha frowned.

When the Lord of the Criminal Law Pavilion of Jiuyou Pavilion ascended to the throne of the Lord, he sent someone to give gifts to celebrate, but he didn't want others to bid him and was too lazy to receive the gifts.

Xian Ri and Xian Ri Yue frowned when they heard this.

"Don't worry, in Jiuyou Pavilion, no one dares to openly resist me. I will solve this problem successfully." Xian Zisha carried his hands on his back and stared at the distant void with his eyes drowning.

Several figures came from the distant void.

Xian Zisha's face suddenly became so gloomy that these figures were Lin Feng, Huang Dongyang, Mingdutian, Mingguhun. Four people were talking and laughing, each holding a cup of tea in their hands.

This tea is the breath of immortal tea.

The four of them were talking and laughing as if they were here to play.

"Lin Feng, the lowly human race!" Xian Ri looked at Lin Feng with a blue face.

Lin Feng, Mingdutian, Mingguhun, and Huang Dongyang came to the hall with a smile. Lin Feng walked out first and looked at Xian Zisha and said, "Master of Xian Pavilion, what's the matter with me?"

"Hmph, Lin Feng, you are so brave. You haven't kneeled down when you see your Pavilion Master!" At this moment, Xian Ri and I walked out, and he waved his hand and pointed at Lin Feng and said sternly.

"Immortal Ri? You are a thief, you run faster than a dog!" Lin Feng looked at Xian Ri coldly and said, "I was about to take you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door."

"Lin Feng, you are slandering and framed. How can you allow a scum like you like?" Xian Ri, I heard this and said sternly.

"Okay, I'm a fairy sun, I'm not going to salute the Pavilion Master, it's not your turn to say that you are from the Immortal Clan. Do the Immortal Clan want to interfere in the internal affairs of my Beimo Temple? Or are some people colluding with outsiders?" Lin Feng sneered and said repeatedly.

"Enough!"

Just as Lin Feng's voice fell, the sound of Xian Zisha's roar was like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and his face turned ashen.

"Lin Feng, explain clearly!" Xian Zisha looked at Lin Feng with a gloomy face and said.

"What is the explanation? Master of the Immortal Pavilion!" Lin Feng looked at Xian Zisha coldly and said, "Our Merit Mansion planted god grass in the human race's Hengduan Domain, but was stolen by the Immortals. I joined forces with the Lord of the Wilderness to arrest some thieves. Moreover, the Immortals not only refused to admit it, but also scolded me. After all, I am also the Lord of the Temple. The Immortals did not take the temple seriously at all, so I could no longer bear it."

"The lowly human race, you are slandering people. You clearly protect the human race, frame and use your power for personal gain. You are actually a scum of the Beimo Temple!" Xian Ri I waved my hand and pointed at Lin Feng.

"Shut up!"

Xian Zisha shouted loudly when he heard this.

"Hmph!" Xian Ri I snorted coldly: "I hope Beimo Temple will give you an explanation!"

"Lin Feng, what else do you have to say?" Xian Zisha looked at Lin Feng with a serious expression and said, "You have left the human race. You actually use your power to seek personal gain without authorization, killing the immortal race, and provoking trouble. What crime should you be punished!"

"Xian Zisha, have your brain been kicked by a donkey?" At this time, Huang Dongyang's cold voice came, "Or your ears are sucked."

"Wind Dongyang, what did you say? I dare to say something else!" Xian Zisha heard this and rushed into the sky with murderous intentions, staring at Huang Dongyang tightly.

His aura surged, and he stepped out in one step, and came to Huang Dongyang, and a cold murderous intent emerged.

"He is right, Xian Zisha. When it comes to Master Lin's use of power for personal gain, I think you are slapping yourself in the face. You are using power for personal gain and protecting your tribe members!" Ming Youhun's figure blocked in front of Huang Dongyang.

"Ming Youhun, are you interfering?" Xian Zisha said with a cold face: "You have thought about the consequences!"

"This is not interfering. I am trying to maintain the rules of the temple. An immortal tribe is at the headquarters of my temple and insults the lord of the meritorious destiny. Whose face is this?" Ming Youhun said: "When this matter is spread, where will the face of my temple be placed?"
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