Something unexpected happened suddenly. Seeing that someone was about to come in, Ling Yungao quickly stopped.
"Bang!" The palace door was opened.
Ling Yungao looked at the two elders who had barged in and asked coldly: "What happened? Didn't I ask you to keep watch?"
Before the two elders could speak, a voice came from behind: "Keep it guarded? Uncle, you have a beautiful idea. If you keep guarding it, the magic weapon will be stolen by you!"
Hearing this, Ling Yungao's heart skipped a beat, and then he saw Ling Bufei wandering over with a group of people.
He realized something was wrong, and quietly used his power under his cloak.
"What are you talking about? My uncle came to get the Dragon Stone. This is something that all the elders know."
"Am I talking nonsense? Then why is my uncle not by the dragon stone, but in front of the magic sword?"
There was a little distance between the Shenlong Stone and the Demonic Sword. Time was so short that Ling Yungao had no time to move and was standing right in front of the Demonic Sword.
But it was impossible for him to admit it just like that, and said: "It's just that I haven't had time to get it yet. As the sect master, is it wrong for me to inspect the treasure here?"
After saying that, the other people's expressions became a bit wrong.
Ling Yungao immediately realized something was wrong.
Sure enough, Elder Niu sighed and said with a complicated expression: "Sect Master, you have removed the seal on the magic sword, right? Since you are just inspecting it, why is there any need to remove the seal?"
"..." Only then did Ling Yungao realize that he had left such a big loophole. He was really too nervous.
After a moment of silence, he replied: "I don't know about this either. When I walked here just now, a thought suddenly made me stop. Could it be the spell carried by this magic sword? By the way, that's what Junior Brother Song said,
It seems that I wronged him in the first place."
These words were really well-founded. After Ling Bufei's death, Lin Baiyu was both angry and sad: "The sect leader has finally admitted that my master did not mean it? Why did he have to be thrown into the Black Ice Prison in the first place?"
Ling Yungao sighed: "What Junior Brother Song did that day really made me misunderstand. It wasn't until I personally experienced it today that I knew the fact that he was wronged. When he comes out, I will make amends to him."
Ling Bufei couldn't help but applaud: "My uncle is really flexible and flexible. In order to cover up the fact that he stole the magic weapon, he dared to admit his mistakes."
Ling Yun said: "Bu Fei, uncle knows that you are dissatisfied, but you can't just accuse people arbitrarily, right? After all, we are uncle and nephew, and the position of the sect leader will be yours sooner or later, so why rush at this moment?"
Ling Bufei was tired of talking about the position of the sect leader again: "At this time, you still want to play word games. I can't wait to take back the position of the sect leader, so I set up a trap for you, right? Okay, let's take it as such! Then uncle
, do you dare to take off your cloak?"
"..." Ling Yungao tightened his grip on the laces of his cloak.
Once the cloak is taken off, his demonic body can no longer be concealed, and the previous arguments lose credibility.
After all, who would trust a possessed monk?
"Don't you dare?" Ling Bufei sneered, "What secret is there under the cloak? It can't be known to others?"
Being pressed harder and harder by him, Ling Yungao suddenly had an enlightenment and understood.
"It's you! The demon cultivator who broke into Zixiao Palace and attacked me yesterday is yours!"
"You had people sneak up on me and plant a demonic seed in me - Bu Fei, how has my uncle ever treated you badly in these years? Do you really care so little about family ties for the sake of being the sect leader?"
Seeing his heartbroken look, Ling Bufei almost thought that he had actually repaid a favor with a grudge.
But he would never admit this.
"What kind of demon cultivator, I don't know!" Ling Bufei asked and turned to look at the two elders, "Was my uncle attacked by someone last night?"
Elder Zuo and Elder Niu: "Uh..."
They don't know what to do. Now the sect master and the young sect master are blaming each other. They are not strong enough to make this decision!
Just as he was thinking about it, several more escaping lights flew over from outside. They were other elders who had received the warning and came over.
"What happened again?" Xin Tingxue, who was walking at the front, glanced over and finally landed on Ling Yungao, with a question on his face, "Sect Master?"
"Elders, you have arrived just in time." Ling Yungao said, "I have found the real culprit of last night's sneak attack!"
The elders were stunned. Is it so fast? They are still searching the mountain!
Then he saw Ling Yun pointing at him: "How many high-level demon cultivators are there in the world? They can lurk silently in the sect, so they naturally have internal connections. I think I imprisoned Master Bai in Xuanbing Prison recently, which angered Bu Fei. He
This is the last resort..."
As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar on the spot.
"Sect Master, are you saying that all this is the Young Sect Master's conspiracy?"
"Then the demon cultivator is a member of the Young Sect Master? What's the evidence?"
"Can't? What reason does the young master have..."
"The reason is naturally to regain the position of the sect leader." Ling Yungao said lightly, "I felt strange last night. This demonic cultivator attacked me sneakily, but instead of killing him, he deliberately planted a demonic seed in my body. I think he wanted to kill me.
Demonic Qi breaks out - Bu Fei, because of the demonic Qi filling your body, you have only been known as the Young Sect Master for the past few decades, but you have not been able to ascend to the position of Sect Master. You feel very unhappy. You want me to have a taste of this, right?
"
This reason was so well made up that Ling Bufei almost laughed.
"I was planted with a demon seed, so I had to come to Taiyi Hall to borrow the Zongzong treasure to suppress the demonic energy. So you took the opportunity to frame me for stealing the magic weapon. Haha, you have been investigating Junior Brother Song's affairs a while ago, and I think you have already done so.
I understand, there is a deceptive spell on this magic sword, and I am eroded by the evil spirit, making it easier for me to fall into the trap."
Ling Yungao said, heartbroken.
"Elders, I can give up the position of the sect leader, but I will never bear the stigma of stealing magic weapons! Our Wuji sect has been established for thousands of years and has been prosperous to this day. How can there be a sect leader who is possessed by the devil? I was not careful,
I was plotted to clear the Wuji Sect, and I will prove my innocence here today!"
After saying that, he raised his palm and struck it down on himself.
"No!" With so many elders present, they would naturally not allow him to commit suicide successfully.
Moreover, what Ling Yungao said was reasonable and well-founded, and they half believed him.
From the sudden appearance of the demonic cultivator last night to the incident in Taiyi Palace today, it was a complete coincidence. Could it be that the sect leader was really plotted against?
Several more rays of light flew outside the hall, and this time they came back with Wen Rujin, Beifeng and others.
"Senior Brother Beifeng!" Ling Yungao called hurriedly, "You are the master of the Discipline Hall, you must guard the door!"
However, Bei Feng shrank and did not dare to meet his eyes.
Ling Yungao had a bad premonition. Bei Fengxiang wrote to him, how...
Xu Qingru sighed, took a step forward, raised his sleeves and swept it away. The aura fell on the corner of Taiyi Hall, revealing the appearance of a magic weapon.