Hearing Feng Jueyu ask, Yan Dian glared at him dissatisfied and said in a deep voice: "Deacon Li didn't say it himself, could it be that I was just telling you nonsense?"
Feng Jueyu laughed twice, but his expression became less pretty. He puffed out his chest and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "I don't think so. As far as I know, the real situation is not like this?"
Yan Dian was suddenly startled and asked with a chill in his voice: "Isn't that so? Could it be that Deacon Li deliberately framed Xiao Shanhe?"
Feng Jueyu spread his hands and said tepidly: "I didn't say it, but according to what the bad guy said, this morning he went to the alchemy room to collect the elixirs he was supposed to receive. Deacon Li didn't show up beforehand.
At that time, all the regulations were well-founded and did not violate the sect rules. Why did Deacon Li refuse the bad disciple to take the elixir when he arrived? Not only that, Deacon Li also punched the bad disciple three times.
He was not good at his studies, and he just vomited blood and fell to the ground, accidentally crushing the medicinal materials. Didn't Deacon Li explain this fact to the big offering?"
"Absurd." Feng Jueyu had just finished speaking. Yan Dian slammed the table angrily and said angrily: "It's completely ridiculous. How could a person like Deacon Li falsely accuse Xiao Shanhe? Humph, I think it must be Xiao Shanhe who is powerful.
He is unruly and arrogant. He has made a mistake and dare not admit it. Just now he calls a deer a horse and falsely accuses a good person..."
In fact, after Feng Jueyu simplified the matter, Yan Dian was a little worried. Indeed, this matter was told to him personally by Li Dingyuan after he met Li Dingyuan when he went to the alchemy room at noon today, but he did not explain the matter.
What happened was that he was just asked to discipline the disciples he worshiped in the sect.
This Li Dingyuan was Li Fengyong's son and had a high status in the alchemy room. In the past, Li Fengyong had a good relationship with Yan Dian. After Li Dingyuan finished speaking, he repeatedly promised to help him vent his anger, so he found Feng Jueyu when he came back.
But as the great worshiper of Yunjian Tianmen, how could Yan Dian not know the character of Li Dingyuan and Xiao Shanhe? Li Dingyuan has always been a person with high aspirations, and he has been upset since he failed to worship Feng Jueyu the day before yesterday.
Moreover, he is extremely petty, and it is impossible to say that he hates Feng Jueyu to the core because of this matter. On the other hand, Xiao Shanhe is one of the best soft bean bags in Yunjian Tianmen. Everyone who sees him uses him as a punching bag, let alone Xiu.
Because Li Dingyuan was far above his fourth level, even some of his direct disciples in the Realm of Transformation did not take him seriously. Maybe this matter was really an unreasonable act by Li Dingyuan.
But Yan Dian immediately thought again, so what if it was Li Dingyuan's fault? Who was Li Dingyuan? He was a direct disciple of the Li family of Zhou, Liang, Yu, and Li, and his father was the elder of the alchemy room. It was not enough for him to have a temper.
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Thinking of this, Yan Dian felt unilaterally that no matter who was right or wrong in this matter, if Xiao Shanhe made Li Dingyuan unhappy, then it was the party at fault, so there was nothing to say.
However, it was not that Yan Dian did not put the word "reason" at the front of his words, so he could not admit that Li Dingyuan had done something wrong even if he was beaten to death.
As a worshipper, Yan Dian has a strong sense of self-consciousness. The word "consecration" sounds nice when spoken in Yunjian Tianmen, but in fact, he is not standing under the roof of others?
People had to lower their heads when they were under the eaves. Even if Feng Jueyu offended Feng Jueyu, would he still dare to cause trouble for Li Dingyuan?
I am really tired of living.
Thinking of this, Yan Dian sat down angrily, pointed at Feng Jueyu and began to lecture: "Feng Zongfeng, although you are new to Yunjian Tianmen, you are not black and white. Although Xiao Shanhe is your disciple.
Master, you are not qualified to stand up for him, please remember that you are a worshiper, not a direct disciple, let alone an elder, deacon or messenger."
The more extreme his words became, Feng Jueyu listened and became almost certain that it was Li Dingyuan who was responsible for this matter, while Yan Dian was a typical snobbish person who did not distinguish right from wrong and read recipes. If
If you swallow this breath today, you will definitely be bullied every day in the future.
This is not in line with the character of Feng Da Killer.
He was not impatient, looked at Yan Dian jokingly, knocked on the table, and said: "Things are not black and white, they have their own opinions. I don't want to listen to the bad guy's one-sided words, and I can't let Deacon Li testify at will. I feel that this matter
It is necessary to find out clearly, otherwise no matter who it is, the injustice suffered for no reason is not deserved, do you think so?"
"How are you going to check?"
"Invite Deacon Li and confront the bad guys face to face." Feng Jueyu said without hesitation.
Yan Dian could hardly believe his ears. He looked at Feng Jueyu blankly and thought to himself: Damn, why is this guy so ungrateful? Did I not speak clearly enough? How can he understand Feilai?
People in Feng are not easy to mess with? This guy named Feng Jueyu is really ungrateful.
"Nonsense." Yan Dian started to go crazy. Who is Deacon Li? He is in the alchemy room every day taking care of everything. How can he have time to confront you face to face.
Is this kid confused about the situation?
Did he not understand the status of his direct disciple?
It seems that I need to make him understand.
Thinking of this, Yan Dian shouted indignantly: "Feng Jueyu, don't be ungrateful. Since I am telling you about this matter, it means that Deacon Li is merciful outside the law. If this matter is reported to the Law Enforcement Hall, then
It’s not that simple. If you don’t plan to discipline Xiao Shanhe, then I will do it myself?”
Feng Jueyu was amused: "How does Yan Dachong plan to deal with the bad guys?"
Yan Dian snorted: "According to the rules of the worship hall, anyone who maliciously contradicts the deacon inside the door will face the wall for one year."
Feng Jueyu laughed angrily: "Xiao Shanhe is a disciple of this worshiper. If he wants to deal with it, it will be handled by this worshiper. What does it have to do with the worship hall? Besides, the matter has not been investigated clearly, so it is unfair to Xiao Shanhe to decide the matter so arbitrarily."
Bar?"
Fair? Yan Dianqi Yile thought to himself: What is fair in Yunjian Tianmen? Who asked your apprentice to provoke his direct disciples?
Yan Dian said: "Huh, in the worship hall, my words are fair. Feng Jueyu, since you don't know good from evil, as a great worshiper, I naturally have the responsibility to discipline you, including you, Feng Jueyu, who is also under my discipline."
"Why?" Feng Jueyu slapped the case and stood up.
Yan Dian was stunned for a moment, and immediately said angrily: "Just because I am a great worshipper." As he spoke, he suddenly raised his right hand, holding it with his claws, and grabbed Feng Jueyu at a speed as fast as lightning.
I thought with disdain in my heart that I have long disliked you. I really thought that I would be arrogant after taking care of a 1,500-year-old spiritual beast. Today I will let you see the power of the Great Sacrifice.
This idea has been brewing in Yan Dian's mind for a long time. To put it bluntly, he was provoking this time. He stretched out a claw as fast as lightning and quickly grabbed Feng Jueyu's shoulder.
Feng Jueyu's expression did not change, he remained motionless and allowed Yan Dian to catch him. He had already seen that this Yan Dian had been dissatisfied with him for a long time. Today's incident may not be entirely due to Xiao Shanhe, but perhaps he was at fault.
Bigger.
Since he was being provoked, Feng Jueyu was not a soft persimmon who could be manipulated by anyone. His eyes were slightly cold, and when the claw wind approached his shoulders, he suddenly sneered, his right and left shoulders slightly shrugged, and a huge spiritual energy surged out.
Divine power.
The sound of "Peng!" shook away the wind from Yan Dian's claws.
Feeling the unusually powerful spiritual power coming from Feng Jueyu's shoulders, Yan Dian's right hand went numb, revealing a look of surprise.
Feng Jueyu killed a 1,500-year-old spirit beast in Xihe Village. Now everyone knows about it, but not many people know the real situation.
Jueyu's purpose of regaining the limelight deliberately concealed some of the facts, so Yan Dian had no idea that what Feng Jueyu faced that day was not just a 1,500-year-old silver devil dog, but also someone holding a jade weapon.
A master with spiritual skills and a century-old Taoist foundation.
As a result, he suffered a loss this time.
Feng Jueyu was not polite. He had his own reasons and could not let Yan Dian succeed. After a counterattack shook Yan Dian away, Feng Jueyu disappeared with a whoosh and used the Earth-shrinking Technique to rush behind Yan Dian.
Emerging from the ground, the Qinglong Fist of the Four Elephants Divine Fist brought with it bursts of chill, and raised its fist to hit Yan Dian in the back.
"boom!"
This Fist Jue Yu user was very powerful. If he wanted to establish his power, he had to do it thoroughly. He didn't want to be scolded by Yan Dian in the future, otherwise he wouldn't have to concentrate on training.
At the same time as the fist wind was fierce, a faint cold current went straight into Yan Dian's body. Yan Dian's old face suddenly turned pale. He couldn't figure out when Feng Jueyu came behind him. He only felt the coldness behind him.
The punch was very powerful, and he shouted in his heart. He was about to turn around to block it, but he didn't expect that the punch came so quickly. The punch hit his back, and Yan Dian's eyes almost burst out from the huge force.
Eye socket.
The old man stumbled forward and ran forward for a few steps. As soon as he stood firm, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his body.
"How dare you fight back..."
Yan Dian was horrified. He didn't believe that Feng Jueyu, a small worshiper, dared to fight back against him and even injured himself.
The angry Yan Dian opened his mouth to curse, but at this moment, a light and shadow like wind and lightning came to him at a speed that his consciousness could not catch, and a big hand fell steadily on his shoulder.
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"Yan Dacheng, do you think you are my opponent?"
The cold tone rang in Yan Dian's ears, and Yan Dian couldn't help but shudder: "You..."
"Stop talking." Feng Jueyu sneered, turned around without losing any threat, and kept pressing his palm on Yan Dian's shoulder.
But as soon as he turned around, Yan Dian was surprised, because he felt that the palm was indeed pressing on his shoulder, but what he saw was Feng Jueyu gathered by ice mist, which was incomprehensible and insubstantial.
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The most terrifying thing was that Yan Dian felt that his heart was beating crazily. There was nothing on his chest, but it gave him the feeling of being pointed at by a long sword.
Yan Dian shivered in horror: "No, don't do anything. If you have anything to say, please say it."