Chapter seven hundred and ninety first people hate ghosts
"Hey, it's actually Sikong Hui, the chief deacon of the Criminal Law Hall!"
Kuye said slightly surprised.
"Do you know this person?"
Wu Ming looked at it and then looked away. This person put a lot of pressure on him. It was like the old grand master he saw at the big auction. Although he didn't look big, the grand master had at least three hundred years of life. Ku Ye was a
Odds are that there are many people with good looks and skills who look young on the outside but are old monsters on the inside.
"Well, he is a disciple of the master of the Hanhai Palace of the Tianpin Sect of the Southern Wei Dynasty. He is no more than a year old. We had a chance encounter ten years ago. At that time, he was leading the crowd to capture a demon sect's semi-saint!"
Kuye said solemnly.
"You mean he has the ability to compete with half-saints?"
Wu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly.
People who have condensed the holy way, even if they are only a very small difference in realm, are not the same, especially those who have been promoted to semi-saints, unless they have touched the threshold of the holy way in advance and have the ability to cross the threshold with the help of rare treasures.
Realm to contend with half-saint.
Even if Wu Ming is as strong as he is now, he doesn't dare to guarantee that he will have such combat power when he becomes a grandmaster in the future.
"Although it's just an exchange of moves, this person's strength is indeed strong. When I sparred with him, I only narrowly defeated him by half a move!"
Ku Ye was not at all complacent, but rather a little lonely, and sighed, "At that time, he had a team of seven people, but he captured a second-level demon sect semi-saint, and was seriously injured. Although he himself was seriously injured,
But no one fell!"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank. The Demon Cult's skills were radical and specialized. He specialized in a certain way and developed it almost to the limit. Being able to become a semi-saint, he was naturally the leader among them.
But such beings were all seriously injured. Even with the help of treasures, it has to be said that this person's strength is indeed amazing.
Not to mention, Ku Ye claimed to have narrowly defeated half a move, but it actually cost him hundreds of years!
As strong as Wu Ming, being targeted by such a person for no reason could not help but feel nervous, and then he completely relaxed.
With the power of slaying demons in the Hidden Dragon Abyss, even though he killed and injured many talented warriors, these were only personal grudges and did not rise to the level of jurisdiction of the temples.
"Wu Ziming, quickly enter the palace and burn the details of the Qianlong Order!"
Just as he was thinking about it, a loud shout came out. When he looked up, he saw a dozen warriors from all over the world lining up in front of him, looking at him in surprise. At the entrance of the hall, a disciple of Silu Hall was also looking at him.
"Jumping in line?"
Wu Ming raised his brows and subconsciously turned his head to look into the distance. He saw the Deputy Palace Master Changkong smiling and nodding slightly, while Sikong Hui's already slightly dark face suddenly looked like the bottom of a pot.
"interesting!"
After thinking for a while, Wu Ming walked into the main hall. Regardless of the strange looks around him, under the arrangement of several Silu Palace disciples, he handed over the Qianlong Order directly.
Buzz!
As the token was placed into the formation plate, there was a sudden burst of brilliance, and an invisible stream of light merged into the jade book that alternated between virtual and real.
Wu Ming clearly noticed that the eyes of several Si Lu Palace disciples flashed with surprise. They did not take back the Hidden Dragon Order and gave it to him instead, so he called the next person.
"Wu Ming, come here for a moment!"
Just when Wu Ming walked out of the hall without knowing why, a gentle voice like a spring breeze suddenly came to his ears. It was the deputy hall master Changkong calling him.
“It’s a blessing, not a curse, it’s a curse that cannot be avoided!”
Wu Ming straightened his collar, and under the gaze of countless strange eyes, he calmly walked forward, bowed and clasped his fists in salute, "I have met the Master of Changkong Hall, Deacon Sikong!"
"Do you know me?"
Sikong Hui frowned slightly, his voice was like gold and iron clashing, scratching his eardrums, making him extremely uncomfortable.
"Deacon Sikong is famous far and wide. I only heard about his reputation, but I never thought that I would see his true face today!"
Wu Ming said, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Oh, you are well-informed!"
Si Kong Hui nodded noncommittally and said with a cold face, "A few years ago, several handyman disciples from Si Lu Palace went out and did not return. I heard that they had some quarrels with you. They had many entanglements in the inheritance spiritual realm outside Yingdu City. You can follow my instructions.
Please go to the Palace of Punishment and wait until the matter is clarified before leaving the temples."
"Is there an oracle from the Master of the Criminal Law Hall?"
Wu Ming said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, even the Deputy Palace Master Changkong couldn't help but look sideways, and glanced at Wu Ming in surprise.
"Of course there is no need to bother the palace master with such trivial matters. I am the Palace of Criminal Law..."
Sikong Hui's face turned darker again and he said coldly.
"Since there is no holy edict from the palace master, although Xiao Wang is just an idle prince of the Song Dynasty, he is also the Dragon Seal Envoy granted by the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea to all seas. Although the great deacon has great authority, is it against the rules to do so?"
Wu Ming interrupted casually, his words already a bit rude.
"Bold, it is related to the death of the servant disciple of Si Lu Hall. This matter is related to the majesty of all the temples. How can you be allowed to push back and obstruct me here?"
A disciple of the Xinglu Palace said sternly.
As soon as this statement came out, countless people in the square were watching and whispering. Most of those who knew Wu Ming were gloating about his misfortune.
"So, are you sure that I am the murderer? Then take out the sacred edict of the master of the Xinglu Palace and arrest him. I will go to the Xinglu Palace with you to make it clear!"
Wu Ming slowly stretched out his hands, making a gesture of surrendering, and said calmly, "If not, please send a letter to the East China Sea Dragon Palace and the Great Song Dynasty Capital City to explain the reason. After consultation between the two parties, I will come to the temples to appeal.
!”
The man's face froze, and the other disciples of the Xinglu Palace looked at each other with dark faces, feeling quite troubled.
Sikong Hui's eyes twitched slightly, he looked at Wu Ming with squinted eyes, then looked at the deputy master of the Changkong Hall, and said in a cold voice: "I just ask you to go to the Xinglu Hall to assist in the investigation and explain what happened. You are so pushy and obstructive.
, what’s the point?”
"It turns out that Archdeacon Sikong asked me to assist in the investigation!"
Wu Ming laughed loudly.
Wow!
Discussions arose one after another. As soon as these words came out, it was like submitting to the palace of punishment and law. It was simply unbelievable.
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"
A cold light flashed in Sikong Hui's eyes.
"I'm sorry, I am so busy that I don't have time to take care of such annoying things!"
Wu Ming didn't think it was a bad idea, but his words were shockingly poisonous. He bowed to the deputy master of the Changkong Palace, then immediately turned around with a roll of his sleeves, which was in sharp contrast to his attitude towards the people of the Xinglu Palace.
Although it only concerns the life and death of a few handyman disciples, it concerns all the temples. No matter how small it is, it is a big deal. But when it comes to Wu Ming, it has become a troublesome chore. It cannot be said that he is not arrogant.
"presumptuous!"
Sikong Hui's face darkened, and he scolded sternly, "Who gave you the courage to speak filthy words and despise all the temples?"
As he spoke, a terrifying aura suddenly surged, overwhelming Wu Ming.
"Tsk, tsk, isn't it said that after the martial artist eats the wind and drinks the dew, no impurities will remain in the body? Why is it still so smelly?"
Wu Ming didn't realize it and slapped his nose with his right hand.
"you……"
Sikong Hui was furious.
"alright!"
Deputy Hall Master Changkong suddenly waved his sleeves, and the thunderous pressure disappeared like snow meeting the scorching sun. There was still a faint smile on his face, "Deacon Sikong, those handyman disciples in Silu Hall,
Under the guise of Si Ludian
A person who is famous and dies unexpectedly is something that no one wants to happen, but one cannot wrongfully accuse others because of unwarranted involvement. The Si Lu Palace will send more manpower to investigate this matter, and Deacon Sikong will also need strong assistance at that time."
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling surprised in his heart. Although he felt that Deputy Hall Master Changkong's attitude towards him was a bit too friendly, but was it too much to be so biased?
It seems that even if they belong to the same palace, they may not all belong to the same family!
"What the Lord of Changkong Palace said is absolutely true!"
Si Kong Hui nodded in a muffled voice, changed the subject, and said with an indescribable solemnity, "I received a tip before and heard that you subdued a demon in Qianlong Abyss and used it to run rampant in the lower levels of Qianlong Abyss. Everyone knows about this.
, many people saw it with their own eyes. Hand over this beast and I will take it to the Hall of Punishment for custody and interrogation. You must also undergo a body test through the Demon Refining Array, so as not to be taken advantage of by demons and harm the common people!"
A playful smile appeared on Wu Ming's lips, tearing open the old almanac was just a side dish, this was an appetizer for the meal!
If there is no accident, this move must be aimed at weakening his strength!
"The Demon Refining Array is no trivial matter. If you are not careful, you will be wiped out. It cannot be opened easily. Without conclusive evidence..."
Deputy Palace Master Changkong frowned slightly, looked deeply at Wu Ming, and said in deep thought.
"The Master of Changkong Palace is wrong!"
Sikong Hui interrupted coldly and said rudely, "It's about monsters. There is no distinction between big and small. I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!"
"Even so, it has been tested through the teleportation array before, so why bother?"
Deputy Hall Master Changkong said with some displeasure.
"With so many people, there is no guarantee that there will be no omissions, and he is the only one who has a direct relationship with the demon. If disaster occurs in the future, who can bear the responsibility?"
Si Kong Hui asked rhetorically.
When Deputy Palace Master Changkong wanted to say something else, Wu Ming suddenly sneered: "What Archdeacon Sikong means is that the Holy Monk Xuanbei of Shaolin doesn't know people well. Even if I hold the relics of the Holy Buddha, I will be deceived by external demons and become a fallen demon."
Who?"
"Of course I don't mean this!"
Sikong Hui's expression changed slightly and he said in a deep voice, "Even if you are protected by the relics of the Holy Buddha, the Poisonous Dragon Emperor was corrupted by demons. This is an indisputable fact and must be detained and interrogated by the Palace of Criminal Law!"
"hehe!"
Wu Mingpi twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile, saying that he couldn't afford to offend the Shaolin Temple, so he dared to tease himself, "I'm sorry, the Poison Dragon Emperor is a born alien demon spirit with its own will. I, the King, are strong.
I can’t keep it, and now I’m nowhere to be found!”
"You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense, how dare you..."
A Xinglu Temple disciple could not bear the scolding.
"snort!"
Sikong Hui waved his hand slightly, stared at Wu Mingdao, "Do you know the consequences of lying in the temples?"
"Please forgive me for my ignorance. I have never known about the Holy Land of the Human Race. I actually want to punish me for unfounded charges. I really want to inflict crimes. Why bother!"
Wu Ming sneered.
"Wu Ziming is such a sharp-tongued man. I have learned a lot today, but you have to know that if what I said today is even slightly untrue, I will definitely take action personally to capture it. Then I will not be as good as I am now.
Got it!"
Sikong Hui said solemnly.
"Maybe, I am loved by everyone, and flowers are blooming. Maybe one day the Poison Dragon Emperor will escape from the trap and take over as my king's subordinate!"
"I think you are disgusting to humans and ghosts!"
Si Kong Hui couldn't help but said angrily. (To be continued)