"Well...according to Qingyun's commandments, one should be punished with sixty thorn sticks. If the circumstances are serious, a more severe punishment will be required." Deacon Li pondered.
When he heard the word thorn stick, Zhao Tianba suddenly shuddered when he thought of the kind of torture in which the true energy was sealed and then the torture stick wrapped with steel wire hooks was continuously slapped, and the flesh and blood were removed by the wire hooks.
"This is nonsense!" Zhang Licheng said disdainfully: "As far as I know, a similar thing happened three years ago, but the disciple who made the mistake did not receive any punishment."
"That's because the disciple who made a mistake three years ago sincerely apologized and was forgiven by the person involved, so he was extra merciful and in the end only punished him for copying the "Zuowang Pudu Heart Sutra" for ten days." Deacon Li said seriously.
Zhang Licheng frowned, feeling something was wrong.
"It is said that knowing one's mistakes can lead to great improvements. Young people are always full of blood. Watching their brothers and friends being beaten in the martial arts arena, they will inevitably be impulsive. This kind of thing is not incomprehensible." Deacon Li said: " Now as long as you are willing to apologize to Brother Shen and get his forgiveness, the big thing can be reduced to a trivial matter like it was three years ago."
"Apologise? To him?" Zhang Licheng glanced at Shen Lang coldly, with a look of disdain. Zhao Tianba looked at Shen Lang with hatred and unwillingness on his face.
"Hey, hey, don't be too sentimental. Even if you want to apologize, I'm too lazy to accept it." Shen Lang smiled lightly and said: "After all, you just wrote a letter of repentance a few days ago, and now you have to apologize again... This shows how insincere and worthless your apology is."
"You..." When Zhang Licheng heard the three words "Repentance Letter", his face turned livid with anger. But at this moment, he really had no choice but to help Shen Lang, so he could only grit his teeth and said: "Shen Lang! I advise you not to do it all. , it’s better to keep a line in everything! Otherwise..."
However, before Zhang Licheng had finished speaking, Shen Lang had already turned around and walked towards the martial arts stage, not even bothering to pay attention to him.
Is it to blame Shen Lang for doing things extremely well?
But how did he know that if Shen Lang really wanted to do something right, Zhao Tianling and Zhao Tianba would not be alive at all. At least Zhao Tianba, who made the sneak attack, would not be alive.
The opponent attacked first, and Shen Lang had every reason to kill him! Even if he killed him, he would not be punished.
But he left a front line and only seriously injured Zhao Tianba and did not continue to pursue him.
And the reason why this line is left is of course not to save face for Zhang Licheng, but to save face for the rules of Qingyun Sect, and for the head of the Xia family and Lin Xianer.
Qingyun has Qingyun's rules. Even if Zhao Tianba makes a mistake, he should be punished by Qingyun's rules. If he takes the initiative to kill Zhao Tianba, even if there is a good reason, he still violates Qingyun's rules.
Of course, the head of the Xia family and Lin Xian'er would both speak for him, and this little trouble could be easily overcome. But no matter how small the trouble was, it was still trouble after all. Shen Lang didn't want to let others worry about everything. In the end, his own affairs It's better to solve it yourself.
What's more, he has a close relationship with the Xia family, and will be the descendant of the fairy in the future. If he has any bad stains and is criticized and pointed at by others, he has long been used to being shameless, so it doesn't matter. But he doesn't want to To smear the faces of Lin Xianer and the head of the Xia family.
"Ah! I'm still in a hurry, and I'm not interested in waiting here to watch the torture of the thorn stick." Shen Lang turned back to look at Deacon Li and said, "However, I believe Deacon Li will handle this matter impartially, right?"
"Of course." Deacon Li waved his hand, and the two Law Enforcement Hall disciples had already taken out the thorn sticks wrapped with steel wire hooks.
"Deacon Li!" Zhang Licheng still wanted to stop this.
"Elder Zhang, nothing can be done without rules. As an elder, you must uphold Qingyun's rules, right?" Deacon Li said calmly.
Zhang Licheng was silent. Although he was an elder, his status was higher than that of Deacon Li. But under the eyes of everyone and under the iron-clad rules and regulations, there was nothing he could do.
"Temporarily seal his true energy, use the sixty-thorn staff, and execute him now!" Deacon Li strictly enforced Qingyun's rules.
"I'll be punished if I'm punished! You can't beat me to death with a sixty-thorn stick!" Zhao Tianba gritted his teeth, but his eyes were still fixed on Shen Lang's retreating back, with deep hatred almost engraved in his bones.
"Hit!" Deacon Li ordered calmly.
Bang!
With just one thorn stick, blood immediately bloomed on Zhao Tianba's back, but he didn't even hum. The hatred in his heart did not allow him to let out a cry of pain in front of Shen Lang's back.
After six strokes of the stick, his back was already bloody and bloody, and the steel wire hooks were deeply pierced into the flesh. Every time the stick rose and fell, it was like the pain of cutting flesh and hooking tendons, causing cold sweat to gradually break out on Zhao Tianba's forehead.
The seventh stick, the eighth stick...
"Ah!" Zhao Tianba's face turned red from suppressing it, but even with the strong willpower of a True Spirit Realm monk, he could only endure eight sticks before he couldn't help but howl like a normal person. But after that,
, there are still fifty-two sticks waiting for him...
"Shen Lang! You must die a happy death!"
"I will definitely kill you! Definitely!"
Amidst the pitiful howls, Shen Lang disappeared from everyone's sight step by step, never looking back from the beginning to the end...
Beside the bluestone not far away, white pear blossoms fell. Lin Xianer stood there quietly, with a slight smile on her lips.
She came to Juxian Villa with Shen Lang, but she stepped aside from the beginning and left all matters to Shen Lang. This was also a small test for Shen Lang.
As for the results of the test, they are certainly satisfactory.
In terms of strength or talent, there is no need to say much. What Lin Xianer appreciates the most is Shen Lang's prudent and measured manner in doing things.
If you are in a trough, and the enemy is strong and we are weak, perhaps most people will be very cautious in doing things, which is not a big deal. But if the enemy is weak and we are strong, but we do not get carried away, we will still be very careful about what we do.
, this is rare.
Just like today's situation, the sword shopkeeper is present, the Xia family head is present, and she, the master, is present. Even if Shen Lang goes too far and is more lawless, what can he do? Even if he takes that Zhao Tianba
After it was chopped off, Zhang Licheng could only watch helplessly.
But after all, Shen Lang is not the kind of person who relies on favors and is arrogant, let alone the kind of person who would stir up trouble for trivial matters.
"Well, your performance is pretty good." Lin Xian'er smiled.
"Ah? Beautiful Master, is this just good?" In front of Lin Xianer, Shen Lang lost his integrity in an instant and looked like a coward.
"Okay, you still have to praise your teacher?" Lin Xian'er said.
"master?"
"apprentice?"
The head of the Xia family and the sword shopkeeper came over, both of them were a little stunned.
They did know that Shen Lang came back with Lin Xianer this time. But seeing the close relationship between the two now, they still couldn't react.
"Really become a disciple? This kid doesn't know what kind of blessings he has achieved in his previous life." After gradually realizing this fact, Shopkeeper Xia suddenly became a little excited. The significance of becoming a disciple of the fairy is not trivial... Originally, he was just
It was just a glimmer of hope, but now it has become a reality.
"Well, it has been decided. He will be chosen as the successor." Lin Xian'er said as he reached out and touched Shen Lang's head, "Good disciple, I have to go back to the back mountain first. You just returned to the villa.
Go meet your friends first, and prepare well for the Qingyun trial in three days. After you pass the trial, I will take you to live in the back mountain."
"Okay!" Shen Lang responded, but he couldn't wait to find Chen Pipi and Xia Xiaoniu.