The crowd in Shenting was excited, and the coldness on Shenhou's face gradually became stronger.
"Here comes someone."
"My lord, please give me your instructions!"
"By passing my order, you can send someone to the Spirit Court to hold the Spirit Lord accountable, order them to return the energy soil as soon as possible, and make compensation to our Divine Court for this matter. Otherwise, the Divine Court will take necessary measures to punish the Spirit Court and will never tolerate it.
!”
The Lord Shen shouted angrily.
"yes!"
Everyone shouted loudly, and everyone was full of fighting spirit.
The Shenhou waved his hand, turned around and left.
Seeing this, Liu Yang rushed over and knelt in front of the Shenhou. He said respectfully and anxiously: "Master Shenhou, the palace master is injured. It is difficult for us to remove the sword wound of the Lingyang Divine Sword. Please help.
Lord Bai."
However, Shenhou ignored him and walked out of the hall without even looking at Liu Yang.
The people next to him immediately pulled Liu Yang away.
"You are so bold, dare to block Lord Shenhou's way? Don't you want to live?"
A master from the divine court shouted coldly.
"grown ups..."
Liu Yang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Soon, the people from the divine court left.
Everyone could only watch.
After the last strong man from the Divine Court flew out of the Wushuang Temple, the people nearby rushed over and fed Bai Ye the pill on the bench.
After taking the pill, Bai Ye's injury improved slightly, but it was still not optimistic.
"The sword wound of the Lingyang Divine Sword is extraordinary. It is impossible for ordinary people to clear this sword wound. The Shenhou is unwilling to take action, but he does not want to waste his energy on people like me.
After all, people like me can be replaced at any time in his eyes. The eyes of superiors will never consider our group of people. Do you all see clearly this time?"
Bai Ye forced a smile and said hoarsely.
"Sir, now that Shen Ting is in trouble with Ling Ting, do you think they will involve us?"
Bai Yan walked in and asked cautiously.
"Won't."
Bai Ye whispered: "A battle of that level will not have anything to do with us. The next step will be negotiations between the two courts."
Bai Yan didn't speak any more, and just secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She naturally knew Bai Ye's purpose of doing this.
In this way, it can be said that Bai Ye has completely blamed Ling Ting for the disappearance of the energy soil of Dragon Claw Mountain, and he has washed himself clean.
I'm afraid no one in Lingting could have imagined that he would actually become Bai Ye's scapegoat.
"I have to take good care of my injuries in the next time, and your cultivation must not be neglected! This is our opportunity to develop!"
Bai Ye said hoarsely.
"As you command! Sir!"
...
In the night sky, a white jade palace appeared above the sky.
Ling Qiujian's face was ugly. He glanced at the beautiful and flawless palace, pursed his lower lip, and leaned over cautiously.
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Qiu? Meet Mr. Qiu!"
"My subordinates have met Mr. Qiu!"
The guards at the door immediately clasped their fists in salute and smiled.
Ling Qiujian glanced at Bai Zhen, who looked unnatural next to him, and then lowered his voice and said: "Is my father in there?"
"Reporting to the young master, your Excellency is meditating inside. Your Majesty has given instructions. There is nothing you can do to disturb him."
The guard said respectfully??????????????????
"Yeah?"
Ling Qiujian hesitated for a moment and said hoarsely: "I'll go in and take a look."
"Sir, this..."
"You guys stay here, I have something urgent to discuss with my father."
Ling Qiujian shouted, and then led Bai Zhen inside.
The two guards were not easy to stop, but they looked worried.
Soon, Ling Qiujian led Bai Zhen into the palace.
At this moment, there is deathly silence in the palace, and a circle of light like moonlight shines in the palace. Everything is like a dream, like a fairyland.
"Who dares to disturb my retreat?"
A cold voice came from deep inside the palace.
Bai Zhen's breath tightened and he immediately knelt down.
"Father, it's a child! Qiu Jian!"
Ling Qiujian also quickly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and shouted softly.
"Is it you, the scoundrel?"
A cold snort came from the deep palace: "Didn't you go to get married again? Why did you come here? Son of a bitch, how many times has my father warned you, practicing hard is the way to grow, rely on
These combined repair and replenishing techniques will not work for a long time!"
"Father... what father taught is..."
Ling Qiujian did not dare to refute and lowered his head in response.
"Humph, you nigga, have you caused trouble again? Tell me what happened!"
The voices deep in the palace sounded disdainful.
Obviously, the man inside didn't think highly of his son.
"Father...Father..."
Ling Qiujian lowered his head and opened his mouth, his voice trembling: "My child... my child..."
"What happened?
What? Let’s be honest, mother-in-law, don’t you look like someone born in my spiritual realm?”
Shen Gong's voice was angry.
Ling Qiujian did not dare to hesitate and said hurriedly with a trembling voice: "Father, my child...my child has lost the Lingyang Divine Sword..."
"What?"
The voices in the palace suddenly became furious.
Then the cold palace was filled with a sense of solemnity.
Bai Zhen was shrouded in this chilling feeling, and he didn't dare to move and buried his head on the ground.
Ling Qiujian also hurriedly knocked his head to the ground.
After an unknown amount of time, a man whose whole body was shrouded in moonlight stood in front of Lingqiu Sword.
The man was very handsome, extremely tall, over two meters tall, with pointed eyebrows and starry eyes, and a goatee. Although he looked middle-aged, he was very handsome.
I saw him grab the Lingqiu Sword that was kneeling on the ground and lift him up with one hand.
"Father...Father..."
Ling Qiujian's body trembled crazily, and he was trembling with fear.
I saw Ling Jingsheng staring at Ling Qiujian with a cold face, and his voice was extremely cold: "You, tell me again!"
"Father, the child is guilty, the child knows his mistake..."
Ling Qiujian shouted without tears.
"Lord Ling, please calm down. This matter has nothing to do with the young master. It is the villain's fault. The villain is here to beg for sin!"
Bai Zhen shouted quickly.
"Are you from the Bai family in Qianshan City?"
Lingjingsheng stared at Bai Zhen coldly and shouted in a deep voice.
"Yes, Qianshan City Bai Zhen pays his respects to Lord Ling."
"So what's going on?"
"Sir, Bai Zhen wanted to marry his daughter to Young Master Ling, but he was blocked by Bai Ye, the master of the Wushuang Temple. Bai Ye even set up a trap to ambush us. During the fight, Bai Ye used despicable means to steal the young master's artifact, Lingyang God.
The sword was taken away. Although we left safely, the divine sword was already in his hands, so Bai Zhen and the young master came here to plead guilty!"
After Bai Zhen finished speaking, he kowtowed heavily several times.
However, after hearing these words, the anger in the spirit realm student's heart became more and more intense, and his murderous intention became stronger and stronger.
"The temple? The master of a temple? He actually took your Lingyang Divine Sword away? He took away the treasure of my spiritual court?"
Speaking of this, Ling Jingsheng waved his hand fiercely.
boom!
Ling Qiujian's body hit the ground heavily, his whole body was smashed to pieces, and he vomited blood.