Ding Xie spent two leisurely days, and in a blink of an eye it was time for interrogation.
It's early morning.
The morning light slipped in through the low window.
Ding Xie used a running water technique to wash his body, steamed it dry, tidied up his appearance, and tied his hair meticulously.
Finally, before the law enforcement disciples arrived, he sat cross-legged on the futon and quietly read the Taoist scriptures.
"Senior brother, you are very calm. When thinking about crossing the cliff, ordinary senior brothers would be cautious when meeting us and other law enforcement disciples, but senior brother is calm." In front of the main entrance, the law enforcement disciples in black and white robes looked at Ding in the prison with a smile.
evil.
Those who can calm down and read the Taoist scriptures at this time either have great confidence in themselves or are pretending to be calm.
Unfortunately, he didn't see any pretense from Ding Xie.
Logically speaking, even if he has not committed any crime, he will still be worried when he is interrogated.
Most of them are afraid that some gray dirty things will be discovered by the teacher, or that they have committed something unknowingly.
Secondly, there is the fear that the secrets in the heart will be exposed.
Even ordinary mortals would tremble with fear when they went to court, let alone a sect interrogator who could bring out the deepest things in his heart. The two were similar, but completely different.
"I'm just pretending to be calm." Ding Xie smiled lightly and put the Taoist Scripture back casually, looking calm.
Looking back, the morning light from the low window just shines in, but it is not inside the house, but outside the house like a fence. The inside and outside are black and white, and the difference is clear.
He had lived in this tiny little room for half a month, and now he was still a little reluctant to leave.
But people have to leave eventually, so it doesn't matter if you stay in the dark for a while, because the darkness of the clean room is more reflective, so you have to go out after all.
"It's time to go." Ding Xie murmured, then stepped out of the fence-like wooden door.
He stretched out his hands and said with a smile: "Hand binding?"
"Brother, please don't laugh at us. We are just following orders." The fellow disciple who spoke casually put jade shackles on Ding Xie, and the runes lit up, locking the two channels of Ren and Du, and pressed the magic power to the Dantian.
Hearing this, Ding Xie laughed dumbly: "We are all fellow disciples who don't know each other. Don't act like this and delay your brother's interrogation time."
"Senior brother Gaoyi."
The cultivation level of these two people is not high. They are in the middle stage of foundation building, and it is basically enough for the lock office to recruit people.
"Brother, please walk slowly."
Hua Sandi, who was guarding Ding Xie's concierge, saw him off with attention.
Ding Xie slightly cupped his hands. The junior porters and apprentices did not embarrass him during this half-moon period, and they were getting along quite well with him.
Exit Siguo Cliff and release the flying magic weapon.
Fly straight to the peak.
Fa Feng, Law Enforcement Hall.
After untying Ding Xie's shackles and taking off the yellow talisman on his body, the two people escorting him stood beside Ding Xie and said, "Senior brother, you need to leave by yourself next."
The two retreated, and Ding Xie looked at the law enforcement hall in front of him.
On both sides of the law enforcement hall stood the gatekeepers of the law enforcement hall.
Most of the guard positions are held by qi training disciples, but there is one person every few steps on the big steps. Seeing such a big battle, even Ding Xie who is in a good mood can't help but feel nervous.
"You won't have to pass three levels, right?" Ding Xie muttered in his heart.
After climbing dozens of stairs, he saw a tripod standing in front of Ding Xie.
"Ask about the sect order."
"Senior brother please."
Ding Xie untied the token from his waist and threw it into the cauldron, where it immediately floated above.
When the token wakes up, the small characters flash and Ding Xie's life is displayed. His voice and appearance are also compared, and his achievements and experiences are recorded.
Get the token back and continue walking up the steps.
Now he has confirmed that he must pass three levels.
The second level is to ask yourself.
Take semen and blood to verify your health.
Gu Tian
Essence and blood belong to the origin of the physical body, and there will be no problem as long as it is not consumed excessively. This level is to verify whether Ding Xie's body has been modified and contaminated to avoid the emergence of any alien species.
Of course, there are usually three questions when joining a sect.
It's just that there are policies from above and countermeasures from below, and there is no perfect method in the world.
Otherwise, Zhang Ran's situation would not have happened, where the Rakshasa Void and human hybrids also entered the sect and caused such great losses.
After paying the essence and blood honestly, there were no problems, so Ding Xie continued to move forward.
The third question is to ask God.
What is being checked is whether the body has been taken away, or whether evil spirits and heretics are parasitic in the consciousness of the sect monks.
After passing three questions, Ding Xie walked to the law enforcement hall.
There were more than a dozen senior cultivators lined up in the Law Enforcement Hall, and Ding Xie quickly lowered his head.
There are three golden elixir monks inside.
The golden elixir monk in the first seat gives people the feeling of being as vast as an abyss just sitting there.
Naturally, Ding Xie did not dare to face his master's elders.
"Disciple, Canglan Peak Ding Xie, pays homage to the master."
Bow and bow with your hands in hand.
This is the great gift of a monk. There is no need to kneel down except to be a master and disciple.
The monks in Wanfa Sect's education sect should have the spirit of competition and should not bend their backs and dampen their spirit by kneeling down.
"No need to be polite."
The long and loud sound is like the warm spring breeze, making you feel relaxed and happy.
Ding Xie quietly took a look, and saw that there were seventeen monks in the room, three golden elixirs, and fourteen foundation builders. The formation was indeed large enough.
No one was wearing black and white robes, most of them were wearing regular clothes.
His gaze passed over him, staying on his master's face for less than half a breath before he quickly moved away.
Three people came to Canglan Peak, including his master and his ancestor ‘Canglan Zhenren’, and there was also a high-level foundation-building cultivator whom he had never seen before.
There is a person on the left who looks somewhat similar to Li Shengli, and should be a member of his family. The Li family has some influence in the sect, and there is a Jindan in charge, who can gain some face.
Master Ding Xie's eyes moved, as if he wanted to reassure him.
The golden elixir monk in the first seat looked at Master Canglan.
Master Canglan just watched calmly, the fly whisk in his hand lying quietly in his arms.
"Ding Xie, do you still remember what happened that day?"
The leader of the group, Jin Dan Zhenren, moved his eyes over. Those clear eyes did not carry pressure, but majesty.
A moment.
Ding Xie seemed to be shocked, and the thoughts in his mind blurted out before he could think about it.
As if he had been hit by a spell, Ding Xie couldn't help but start to recall the situation at that time. With his memory as a peak foundation-building monk, how could he forget the details.
"What happened that day..."
Ding Xie told what happened after seeing Zhang Ran, accurately.
There is no figure of Tushanjun among them. He and Zunhun Banner have already been transformed into the blood pool.
What happened at that time was more about Ding Xie's own struggles and choices, and his efforts to prevent Zhang Ran from opening the rift, and then fight again.
In most of these cases, Ding Xie's great contribution was attributed to him.
Everyone nodded slightly, but it was not much different from what the other injured disciples said.
But this is just an appetizer.
There is still a follow-up to be said.
As Ding Xie finished speaking, the foundation-building monk from the Law Enforcement Hall stood up, saluted and then read out his testimony.
"Ding Xie of Canglan Peak, a disciple sued you for harboring the traitor Zhang Ran, what do you say?"