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Chapter 4015 The Politics of the Holy Religion

 Yin Fenggu did not enter the Xuanhuo Palace, but was carried in by two Shura Sect disciples.

It had only been two days since we last met, and Ye Xiaochuan almost didn't recognize him.

At this moment, Yin Fenggu's body was wrapped into a large human-shaped rice dumpling with bandages, including his face. It was stronger than the bandage that Xinglin Poshou Yun Qiyou gave Ye Xiaochuan a while ago.

The bulge under the bandage must have been reinforced with wooden boards.

Everyone is familiar with this situation. Only when there are multiple fractures all over the body will they be bandaged like this.

Ye Xiaochuan thought to himself, Yun Qiyou's actions were really dark.

That night in the Loulan Tavern, Ye Xiaochuan mainly acted as a support, and it was Yun Qiyou who really dealt a cruel blow to the Shura Sect disciples.

After the beating, Yun Qiyou said a few harsh words that offended the entire demon sect, and then walked away.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't look carefully at that time.

Seeing the miserable state of Yin Fenggu at this moment, he was really shocked.

However, Chen Xuanjia's next words made Ye Xiaochuan know that he was wrong. The real culprit that caused Yin Fenggu to become the miserable state it is today was not Yun Qiyou, but Chen Xuanjia.

I only heard Chen Xuanjia say: "It is normal for the disciples of the Holy Cult to occasionally have disagreements, quarrels, or even fights. Almost every day, there are many private fights among the disciples of the Holy Cult.

However, when the Holy Cult disciples fight in private, they are very measured in their attacks. Unless they have deep hatred, they will never use magic weapons and true power.

Dozens of my disciples were seriously injured, and seven of them died from their injuries.

Yin Fenggu is an elder of our Shura Sect, but his entire body was broken and his foundation of cultivation was damaged. There is no possibility of progress in the field of cultivation in this life.

For being so cruel to a fellow disciple, Gui Slave, if you don’t explain what happened today clearly, you Gui Xuan Sect people will never be able to return to Qiming Mountain alive.”

The ghost slave signaled to Brahma, who stepped forward to check Yin Fenggu's injuries.

The injury was indeed serious, but it was not as serious as Chen Xuanjia said.

Yin Fenggu is a master of Lingji, and his cultivation level is very high. As long as he cultivates for ten days and a half, he should be cured, and it is unlikely to affect Yin Fenggu's cultivation foundation.

Ye Xiaochuan understood what was going on.

Yun Qiyou definitely didn't act so viciously that day, she just kicked a few of Yin Fenggu's ribs.

Now Yin Fenggu's old arms and legs have been damaged. This is obviously caused by Chen Xuanjia.

When devil sect disciples fight in private, as long as they don't use magic weapons, don't damage people's meridians and elixirs, and don't hurt their lives, they will rarely be held accountable.

Tuoba Yu and Chen Xuanjia were just making use of the topic, and naturally they didn't want to see the Loulan matter settled hastily.

Therefore, Chen Xuanjia beat Yin Fenggu to the point where he was paralyzed and unable to take care of himself.

Only in this way can the matter become a big deal and Gui Xuanzong can be completely involved.

Originally, Ye Xiaochuan was worried that Yin Fenggu would recognize him, but seeing his miserable appearance at this moment, he knew that he was overthinking it.

With those little exposed eyes, it was good to be able to see people, but how could he possibly see and recognize himself hiding in the corner of the crowd, wearing a wide cloth hat?

Gui Nu naturally refused to admit that Yin Fenggu was beaten by their Gui Xuanzong people. He still firmly believes that this incident was a bitter love drama performed by Chen Xuanjia, with the purpose of dealing with Gui Xuanzong and the young master Ye Xiaochuan.

Old Man Tianyin asked Yin Fenggu to recognize him.

This time he brought all the disciples who had boiled water for washing their feet. In the cave on Shatuo Island, there were only seven or eight young disciples left who had not even reached the realm of flying in the sky.

The ancestor of Xihai and the old man Tianyin are close neighbors, which proves that these disciples are all members of the old man Tianren.

More than twenty demon sect disciples stood in two rows in the temple.

Of course, there is no Shatuo Xianweng, the eldest disciple of Old Man Tianyin, here.

Shatuo Immortal was still sitting on the chair and said: "All my junior brothers and sisters are here. Take a good look to see if there is any assailant who beat you that night."

Yin Fenggu's eyes swept over the twenty or so disciples one by one.

Then he shook his head and said, "No."

Old man Tianyin immediately said: "Did you hear that?

Now the truth has been revealed to the world, and this matter has nothing to do with my disciples.

The old man was surprised. He had been hiding on Shatuo Island in the West Sea for many years and had not left the mountain for more than a hundred years. How could pot fall from the sky?

How could someone pretend to be my name and disrupt the Holy Religion?

Ghost slave, if you don’t give me an explanation for this matter today, if Xuanjia doesn’t kill you, I will kill you too!”

What else can the ghost slave say?

He really does know nothing.

Faced with Old Man Tianyin's arrogance, Ghost Slave couldn't stand it at all.

The few Gui Xuan Sect elders he brought to worship were no match for Old Man Tianyin.

In addition, many of the demon sect's seniors in the Xuanhuo Palace were responsible for the Ghost Xuan Sect, so that the ghost slaves and others were suppressed so miserably that the voices of justification could hardly be heard.

Even if Hu Jiumei and a few other big figures from the Ghost Sect's casual cultivators helped the Ghost Slave speak up, it would be of no use at all.

In terms of numbers, they are at an absolute disadvantage.

Seeing a large group of demon sect seniors starting to tear apart Gui Slave and others, Tian Wen couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to pat the handle of the chair a few times.

He said: "Seniors, today we are here to inquire about the ancient city of Loulan. Can you solve the problem by yelling and scolding like this?"

Tianwen is the chief envoy of Zuo. He is not very old, but his words are quite effective.

As soon as she appeared, calm was restored in Xuanhuo Palace.

The big bosses of the demon sect who were tearing and scolding just now all tidied up their clothes and returned to their chairs to sit down with calm expressions, like experts from other worlds.

It seemed that just now in the Xuanhuo Palace, the people who were scolding and fighting like shrews had nothing to do with me.

Ye Xiaochuan was a little confused.

I have long heard that when the demon sect holds internal meetings, the scene is very exciting.

In the past, it was only regarded as the slander of the demonic sect by the righteous disciples.

I saw those old men with white beards and old women with white hair fighting each other, rolling up their sleeves and spitting.

Zhengdao really did not make any false rumors about the Demonic Cult in this matter.

Ye Xiaochuan has seen many meetings of the righteous big guys.

Every big boss sits upright, fearing that they might do something rude.

Even if there is a discussion, I will only whisper to the people sitting next to me. I will never stand up casually, let alone run to the opposite side, roll up my sleeves and fight with others.

Ye Xiaochuan felt that this was what a master outside the world should look like.

He couldn't understand how there could be such a huge gap between the senior masters of the righteous way and the demon sect, even though they were both senior masters who had lived for hundreds of years.

One is a humble gentleman.

One is a scoundrel.

These are simply two extremes.

"This is the politics of the Holy Religion."

Seeing the doubts in Ye Xiaochuan's heart, Ye Cha opened his mouth to explain.

Ye Xiaochuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "This...is this considered politics?

They were clearly quarreling and scolding each other, and they were also full of obscene words!"


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