A group of execution hall disciples with a murderous look on their faces escorted dozens of criminal cultivators out of the city gate.
Climb up to the evil-killing platform outside the east gate in sequence.
Followed closely behind was a shirtless executioner holding a machete!
The crowd who were watching the leader's order outside the city immediately changed the people they were watching.
Where is the notice about beheading that would be nice to see!
It’s just that this sinful practice is very special.
They are basically young people, some in their teens and twenties.
Although they all look miserable.
But it can be seen that there is a clear gap between the ordinary low-level monks who are usually pampered and pampered.
There is also a girl among them!
The onlookers were stunned at first, and then someone recognized the identities of these criminal cultivators.
They are all disciples of the Zi Mansion in Yunshan City!
The crowd suddenly became excited.
In the past, these second-generation Xiu relied on their family's power to be domineering and unscrupulous. They often raced on the roads outside the city, killing and injuring many passers-by.
But he never got the punishment he deserved!
I don’t know how many people hate them, but there is nothing they can do.
But today the sky has opened its eyes!
Snapped!
An egg roared through the air and hit the head of a sin cultivator who had just knelt down.
"go to hell!"
A monk dressed as a peasant gritted his teeth.
One of his close elders was unfortunately hit by a Xiu Erdai carriage that was speeding by on the road.
Resulting in death on the spot.
I sued him to the Outer Gate Punishment Hall, but in the end I was only compensated with two hundred blows!
Now that he saw that these guys were about to be beheaded, he couldn't contain his excitement at all.
Immediately he took out a few more eggs from the storage bag.
The monks nearby saw it and asked to buy it.
"This fellow Taoist, sell me two coins!"
"I will release a Broken Spirit!"
"Two Broken Spirits and one, I want fifty!"
"Smash these bastards to death!"
However, the farmer monk generously gave away all the eggs in the storage bag without asking for a broken soul.
The next moment, eggs rained down on the evil killing platform.
The smashing made those second-generation cultivators extremely embarrassed.
The disciples in the execution hall who were responsible for supervising the execution turned a deaf ear to this and pretended not to have seen it at all.
An egg hit a female sin cultivator in the face and exploded into pieces.
The white yolk egg liquid flowed down her fair chin, and she woke up as if waking up from a dream.
The only woman among the sin cultivators was very beautiful. She was seventeen or eighteen years old, the most beautiful age of her youth. However, at this time, her pretty face was completely distorted by fear.
"Dad! Mother! Please help me, I don't want to die!"
For some unknown reason, this girl's mouthpiece was not blocked or accidentally opened.
She cried loudly and desperately asked for help from the crowd watching in the audience.
Heartbreaking!
However, no matter how pitifully she cried, she received looks of hatred, disgust, ridicule and contempt.
And more eggs!
Someone recognized the origin of this girl: "The daughter of the Chen family of the Zi Mansion."
But what can the daughter of the Zi family do?
"The iron law of the sect cannot be violated. We will behead you to show the public to serve as a warning to others!"
The time has come, and an elder of the execution hall stepped onto the evil-killing platform. He shouted loudly and opened the scroll in his hand.
When he began to read out the crime, several old men and women holding children sneaked closer to the sin-slaying platform, took out spiritual stones and wanted to give them to the execution hall disciples who were supervising the execution.
It’s convenient to change it.
As a result, he was severely scolded: "Go away!"
"You stupid men and women, you don't know right from wrong and listen to rumors. If you dare to do this again in the future, you will all be kicked out of the mountain gate!"
The old man and the old lady immediately ran away, and the rice balls in the storage bag were no longer fragrant.
They didn't notice that both the disciples of the execution hall and the executioners above had all been replaced!
"cut!"
"cut!"
"cut!"
Heads rolled down one after another, pushing people's emotions to a higher point.
"The leader of the sage!"
I don’t know who started it, but countless monks followed and shouted in unison: "Eternity!"
The sprayed blood splashed into the mud, bit by bit like a flower that had just bloomed!
…
Hundreds of miles away, at the top of Tahoe Peak, the clouds were clear and the wind was gentle.
Countless purple orchids bloom one after another, competing for their fragrance around an elegant bamboo pavilion.
In the bamboo pavilion.
Ji Guantao, the leader of the Yunyang Sect, was sitting opposite a beauty in palace attire.
Play chess and chat.
Thaksin made a move and said with a smile: "Junior sister, thank you for your hard work this time."
"It should."
The beauty in palace clothes mused: "The two real people accepted the gifts, but I feel that they were very unhappy."
"No need to pay attention."
Ji Guantao put away his smile and said coldly: "Giving them a share is entirely for the sake of fellow practitioners. Otherwise, if the master of the Shangzong colludes with the Zi family to enrich his own pockets, they will lose the dignity of Jindan first if it is revealed!
"
"These scumbags will all turn into ashes when the calamity comes."
He pushed the chessboard in front of him smoothly, stood up and looked at the sea of flowers outside the pavilion with his hands behind his back: "Junior sister, the spiritual tide is about to rise, so monks like us will naturally rise up and fight, so that we can live up to this glorious time!"
The beauty in palace attire stared at the other person's back, a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes.
She and Ji Guantao are nominally brothers and sisters from the same school.
In fact, the latter was both brother and father, and gave her countless support and help in her practice.
The beauty in palace attire has always been convinced by the master's plan.
She is willing to be the sharpest sword in the opponent's hand!
"correct."
The beauty in palace clothes suddenly remembered something and said: "Yin Honghui's evil son Yin Derong was killed, and he asked Zhuge Mingyi to use the secret technique to pursue the murderer. As a result, Zhuge Mingyi was backlashed by the secret, which damaged his cultivation and longevity.
number."
This is the only variable that appears in the plan.
"I already know about this."
Ji Guantao replied calmly: "The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and one of them is human escape. No matter who the other person is, as long as it does not affect the overall situation, then let him go!"
"Um."
The beauty in palace clothes nodded and put this rather strange matter aside.
She still has more and more important work to complete.
Although the plan went well.
However, the evils accumulated by the Yunyang Sect over thousands of years are not so easy to clean up.
"Senior brother, I'm leaving first."
Ji Guantao did not look back: "Go."
The next moment, the beauty in palace clothes turned into a sword light and swept out of the bamboo pavilion, shooting straight into the sky and disappearing in an instant.
Ji Guantao looked at the purple orchids all over the mountains and plains, with a sarcastic look on his face.
Everyone said that he loved Zijinlan the most.
But not many people knew that Qingmei's story was deliberately spread by him while he was drunk.
Qingmei is real, and the promise of Zifu is also real.
But Ji Guantao doesn't like Zijinlan at all.
But there is no longer this story of "childhood sweethearts, meeting in Zifu, loving Zijin alone".
How could he attract the attention of the former head's beloved daughter, a demented literary lady?
In the end, he successfully embraced the beauty.
Be promoted to the head disciple and practice the Nine Transformations of Yunlong.