Xiao Ruoqing stood up for Mo Li, and Mo Li was stunned for a moment subconsciously.
Then he looked at her with some surprise, and saw that she didn't pay attention to him. He paused slightly, looked around at everyone in the courtyard, took her words, and continued:
"Today's chaos in the Eastern Kingdom is inseparable from the instigation of the Southern Kingdom. As a lackey of the Southern Emperor, you, Wuhuaque, took advantage of the situation and made friends with the monks of the Western Wilderness. You are domineering and arrogant with your mausoleum. You instigated the three kings to commit riots for the sake of the people.
What a huge harm!
"
"Now you, Ji Beiwang, support your troops and respect yourself, and you regard the temporary court of Queen Lin in Zhenbei City as nothing. You and Ji know each other, and Ji has been at odds with each other for hundreds of years, which has led to the loss of life and the displacement of the people!
Chaos in the world, human relations, monarchs and ministers, and the principles of the court, and great rebellion!
"
"Jin Zuting knew clearly what Wuhuaque was doing, but he was willing to be accomplices in it."
"Where is your conscience?"
"You have no Hua Que, and the Tianji Sect is the lackey of the Southern Emperor. Is it possible that what you did..."
"..."
Su Bei stared blankly at the two women above the sky. He had never seen the two women look like this before, and for a moment he didn't know what kind of expression he should make.
Before Mo Li could finish her words, Ling Xu suddenly raised his voice and interrupted her:
"Two juniors!
presumptuous!!"
"Why are you colluding with the Xihuang monks? Can't I, Lingxu, still go to Beiye Mountain? Even if someone does see the Xihuang monks, it has nothing to do with Wuhuaque!
"
"Believe it or not, you will stay here in Jinzuting today!?"
"..."
Jin Zuting Wuji opened his eyes fiercely, holding a rosary in his hand, a few rays of golden light bloomed in his eyes, and said quietly:
"Is it because the Sword Sect and the Xingyue Sect are allies of Lin Jinyu, and the Sword Sect has a grudge against Wuhua Que, that the two of them just forcibly put this crime on Wuhua Que!? And because Fairy Mo hates Wujiwu, also
Did you bring Jin Zuting along with you?"
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"how!?"
"Jian Zong also wants to join the game and get a share of the pie? Who is on the side of Jian Zong? I understand that I want to join the game and get a share of the pie, but in this world, there must be a reason, and at least it must be a righteous one, right?"
"Although Lin Jinyu is still the queen, the moment Ji Nanjue revealed her identity, her status as queen has no meaning. How could Dongguo be held by a woman again?"
"I'm just curious. The two of you are so aggressive here today..."
At this point in his words, his tone of voice increased dramatically:
"For what reason!?"
"!?"
boom--
In the sky, countless dazzling golden Buddha lights bloomed instantly, covering the entire sky.
Countless monks covered their faces with their hands and did not dare to open their eyes.
With the entire Jin Zuting as the center of the circle, countless light pillars surrounded the city in a circle, surrounding the entire Jingqian Hall in the center.
Ling Xu's aura suddenly burst out, as if he was sitting between heaven and earth. He looked down at Mo Li and Xiao Ruoqing, and spoke slowly, with a voice as loud as a bell:
"You two deliberately planned to make such a high-profile appearance on the occasion of the birthday of King Zhenbei's son, you must have someone to rely on behind you."
"Let me see whose influence you have relied on!
"
"..."
Pfft——
Two tribulation-transcending auras instantly appeared in front of the two women. The two women could not withstand the pressure, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
A hundred-foot golden body suddenly appeared behind Wuji, clasping his hands together, looking at the two women expressionlessly, and said calmly:
"That one, isn't he showing up yet?"
"..."
Everyone had their hearts in their throats and looked at everything in front of them with solemn eyes. No one thought that what was originally just a simple banquet would turn into such a mess.
At this time, Jian Zong not only broke up with Wu Hua Que, but also completely broke up with Jin Zu Ting. Will the status quo that the major sects have maintained for hundreds of years be completely disrupted today?
got windy.
The wind is very cold.
Sonorous——
A figure in the crowd suddenly disappeared without leaving any trace.
The next moment, a familiar but unfamiliar voice echoed throughout the Jin Zuting. It was a voice that no one had heard for a long time. Along with it, there were cold snowflakes flying like knives!
"Sword please."
boom--
The simple sword box fell out of thin air and hit the snow hard. It suddenly opened and trembled violently. First, wisps of green sword energy seeped out of the sword box, reflecting all the monks' faces into a bright blue.
Then the sword energy filled the sky!
A fairy sword slowly rose from the sword box.
"Qingping Sword!
"
"Is it Qingping Sword!?"
"who is it!?"
The crowd was roaring with excitement, and everyone was staring intently at this fairy sword that had disappeared for nearly three hundred years.
"Could it be that Shangguan Dao has come to the throne?"
"How is that possible? Isn't he in Nuhai City? How come he has time to come here?"
Ling Xu stared solemnly at the Qingping Sword, his infinite Buddha eyes penetrated the void. After seeing the person clearly, his body trembled subconsciously, with an incredible expression.
How can it be?
The snow is falling harder, angrier, and roaring!
From this vast snowstorm, a figure slowly walked out, neither hurriedly nor arrogantly nor impetuously.
"Whose power did you rely on?"
"Whose influence did Su's disciple rely on?"
Finally, the snow stopped, and the white-haired man slowly walked towards Lingxu and repeated softly.
From the sword box, sword after sword flew out and surrounded his side.
Laugh at the spring breeze, stop being greedy and cautious, think about separation...
——The sword is jumping for joy.
"Su has met you all."
"..."
Su Bei raised his head, looked at the monks all over the sky, smiled casually, and then handed out a sword.
It was as if he had returned to the scene when he held the Qingping Sword for the first time that year. He was walking on the snow, his steps were haphazard, his arms were not stretched straight, and the shaky long sword even trembled slightly on his wrist.
There is no sword skill, no sword intention, no sword heart, and there is no so-called sword way.
But just such a sword made all the monks present feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and retreated in horror, not daring to face the attack directly!
Wuji's hundred-foot-long golden body actually developed tiny cracks from within.
"That's...Su Bei?!"
"It's Su Bei!?"
"How could it be him? Isn't he already dead?"
"..."
After Su Bei finished speaking, he lightly stepped on the ground, and a dull drum sound sounded like an instant in a radius of thousands of miles.
With him as the center of the circle, countless cracks quickly spread outward, and then the entire ground suddenly sank!
"Abbot Wuji."
Su Bei raised his eyes slightly and looked at Wuji:
"The abbot said that when fighting for this world, at least it must be reasonable and well-founded, and at the worst, it must be righteous, right?"
After the words fell, Su Bei looked around the entire Jin Zuting. After two breaths, he softly said:
"Nan Ji, also known as Ji Nanjue in your mouth, is Su's wife."
"Su returned to the Eastern Kingdom for his deceased wife."