The development of things was beyond Liu Qinghuan's expectations, and it also made the three Sen Luo City ghost cultivators who came in with him confused. However, this did not prevent them from judging the situation, seeing Liu Qinghuan being imprisoned, the three of them glanced at each other, for fear of involving themselves, and they all withdrew from the distance.

And the originally orderly hall suddenly became quiet because of the situation in this corner, and countless monks stopped, and whispers were buzzing.

"Caught a spy over there?"

"This spy is too bold, he dares to swagger in the Palace of Sin Qi. ”

"I think it's stupid, obviously there is a problem with his identity, and he doesn't stand on the inspection table with his own strength, doesn't he think he can escape the inspection of the heaven and earth spectrum, right?"

At the same time, a group of guards ran in from behind the main hall and rushed towards this side with great vigour.

Liu Qinghuan was so bound by the slender light filament that he couldn't move, and he might still have the strength to fight in normal times, but at this time, he couldn't even use a trace of spiritual power, and he couldn't even struggle.

It seems that most of the problem lies in the matter of which interface it comes from, but he does not show any signs on his face, but shouts angrily in confusion and panic: "What does this mean! I have traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and I have come to contribute without fear of hardships and dangers, why do I say that I am a spy?"

The disfigured middle-aged monk sneered: "You are a Taoist cultivator in the Wanhu realm, what are you not a spy." ”

With a wave of his hand, he was ready for the guards to come up and arrest him.

Liu Qinghuan shouted: "I don't know why the Wanhu Realm is a spy, but I know that the interface Yun Mengze I come from has been separated from the Wanhu Realm hundreds of thousands of years ago, and there has never been a connection in the middle, it's just an ordinary small interface, it's ridiculous to say that the spy is really ridiculous!"

"Slow. The old man raised his hand, stopped the guard's arrest, took a step forward, looked at him carefully, and said to the middle-aged monk: "I don't think he is lying, we all know that the situation in the Wan Hu Realm is a bit special, hundreds of thousands of years ago there was indeed a great spatial shock, so that many Yi domains have been split, forming some small interfaces, it is said that they have not all been found back until now." ”

The middle-aged monk snorted impatiently, "No matter what, the Wan Hu Realm is a big interface that belongs to the Qing Ming side. And don't you forget, don't those guys in the Wan Hu Realm always claim that even if those small interfaces are out, they still belong to their territory and are not allowed to be invaded by other interfaces?"

Liu Qinghuan's eyes lit up, and he said: "So, doesn't this just prove that I'm not a spy? The two realms have lost contact for hundreds of thousands of years, and I have never been to that interface, and I didn't even know that Yun Mengze belonged to the Wanhu realm. ”

The middle-aged monk was speechless for a moment, staring at him grimly.

He looked at the old man expectantly, although this man might only want to find out the facts and speak for him, but it was better than the middle-aged monk who was bent on arresting him.

The old man groaned, and spoke again without expectations: "He is only in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, if he really sneaks from the Netherworld to the back of my Nine Netherlands, what can he do with his cultivation." I don't think I'll just throw it back at the gate and drive it out. ”

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be overjoyed, but he heard the middle-aged monk laugh darkly, looked at him with the only intact eye, took out a magic mirror in his hand, and shone it at him!

A beam of yellow light shot out of the mirror, and just as it hit him, he saw the phantom of a towering tree appear above his head, and the clear wood aura was like a fresh wind, slowly blowing in the nearby area.

Liu Qinghuan's face changed slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he firmly remembered the appearance of the person in front of him!

The middle-aged monk smiled maliciously: "Hehe, Brother Chen is really compassionate, in my opinion, it is better to kill 10,000 by mistake than to let go of one! Look at him, he is a pure and incomparably strong mana, and his cultivation must be the most righteous and peaceful Taoist mental method, such a person will never belong to my Nine Shadows, and he will definitely fly to the side of Qingying in the future." So, while his cultivation is still low now, kill one, and we will have one less enemy in the future, isn't it very cost-effective?"

The old man was silent, and the people in the entire hall who heard this were silent.

Liu Qinghuan smiled coldly and said mockingly: "There is no excuse for the crime you want to add! This Taoist is a great and mighty person, according to what you say, why do you want to protect the three thousand small worlds? Why don't you go and kill all those Dao cultivators who have not yet grown up, maybe the entire Nine Shadows will thank you!"

The old man mentioned before that there was an agreement between the Qing Ming and the Nine Shadows, and the small interface was protected, and they did not participate in the Battle of the Nine Heavens, the purpose was to let them multiply.

When Liu Qinghuan sensed that something was wrong, he intuitively sensed the key point of this sentence, and combined with the information he knew before, he boldly speculated that the existence of the Stygian Mountain Battle Domain was not because of any dispute between good and evil, but mostly for the distribution of interests, so that there was such an agreement to ensure that there were successors.

The middle-aged monk was full of malice and murderous intent, this was not just against him, and he didn't have a good attitude towards the ghost cultivators in Senluo City before, so it was more like a distorted heart and hatred of the world.

Seeing that today's events could not be good, he no longer held back, but shouted at him: "You are just a doorman who kills the door! Isn't it that he was stripped of his underwear by his opponent on the battlefield, so that he didn't even dare to ask for his face, and tore it himself! Hey, look at your ghost! You are so ugly that even the evil ghost is a thousand times better than you, so you only dare to shrink in the city and shout at your own people!"

Liu Qinghuan said while observing the reactions of everyone in the hall, and sure enough, many people were faintly disdainful and resentful of the middle-aged monk, and even the old man next to him looked at him a little subtlely, thinking that he was right, this person is afraid that there are many people who offend him on weekdays.

"You ......" The middle-aged monk was so angry that his half-ruined face was distorted.

How could Liu Qinghuan let him speak, and spat out: "Phew! I have proven that I am not a spy sent by the Qing Ming, but just a monk who strayed into the Stygian Mountain War Domain from a small interface, but the Wu Na Dao still does not forgive, it is not worth killing me, but I don't know what you put in the agreement between the two domains?!"

Liu Qinghuan is also out today, but in fact, he is also forced to be helpless, his whole body mana is banned, and he is in the enemy camp, he can't escape with his wings, he can only fight like an argument, and maybe he can still fight for a glimmer of life.

This side of the carriage was very lively, although Liu Qinghuan's whole body was controlled, he exhausted his three-inch tongue and scolded endlessly, scolding the middle-aged monk with a purple face, so angry that he almost choked to death.

The strife here finally made the monk sitting on the high platform open his eyes, only to see his purple clothes and crown, floating down, and everywhere he passed, the crowd of onlookers consciously gave way.

Liu Qinghuan looked at Liulu and had paid attention to him before, so when he opened his eyes, he immediately stopped his voice and only acted angry.

The purple-clothed monk glanced around, his gaze slid over Liu Qinghuan indifferently, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

His voice was not loud, but it had its own majesty, and for a while, the whole hall could be heard.

Life and death are on the line, Liu Qinghuan was very nervous in his heart, and looked earnestly at the old man who spoke for him before.

Fortunately, the middle-aged monk was only panting at this moment, and the old man stepped forward and respectfully told the previous events one by one, and the content was impartial, which made Liu Qinghuan breathe a sigh of relief.

The Purple Monk listened with his hands in his hands, but there was no expression on his face, which made his heart hang again.

"The younger person's suggestion is to send him back to the Boundary Gate, and Zhongli Daoist said that he would rather kill the wrong person than let it go......"

The middle-aged monk hurriedly stepped forward: "Junior......"

The purple-clothed monk frowned, raised a hand, and did not listen to him again, but glanced at Liu Qinghuan, and said, "In this case, I will temporarily put him in an empty prison, and he will be sentenced by the Law Enforcement Hall when he returns." It's just something like that, it's worth making a lot of noise?"

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, but he didn't distinguish when he thought that he didn't have to die immediately and could find another chance to get out in the future.

The old man bowed again and again: "Yes, yes, I'll damn it, disturb your cultivation." ”

Under the congratulations of everyone, the purple-clothed monk flicked his robe, flew up, and entered a room high in the main hall.

The old man waved his hand, and the light filament that bound Liu Qinghuan dispersed, and several guards stepped forward.

"I'll go on my own. Liu Qinghuan said.

As he passed the two men, he arched his hand to the old man, and then stretched out a finger to the middle-aged monk next to him, and then followed the guard, leaving the hall in full view of everyone.

Walking to the passage outside, Liu Qinghuan glanced at both sides, but only saw the passage that seemed to have no end to the left and right, and a team of guards patrolling back and forth.

He sighed secretly, put away his thoughts, obediently followed the guard, entered a small door, and then went all the way down, and soon reached the very depths of the earth, stopped in front of another door, and pushed him in.

Liu Qinghuan staggered out, there was darkness in front of him, and his figure fell rapidly, but before he could react, he had already reached the bottom, only to hear a click, and when he raised his eyes again, he was already in a cage.

Liu Qinghuan stood a little under his feet, stood firmly, and his divine sense swept quickly, only to see that this cage was like an iron cage, exuding a faint yellow light, with no support from top to bottom, left and right, and endless dark void in all directions.

There is the same yellow light faintly in the distance, I don't know if it is another cage, there are quite a few of them.

As soon as he turned around, he found that he had companions, and the two unkempt monks sat at the other end of the cage, both looking at him lazily.

Although one of them was like a straw, he had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and said ruffianly: "The newcomer, first report your name, and then hand over everything on you." ”

Liu Qinghuan's eyes sharpened, but he saw the monk next to the man and patted him reproachfully: "Scare people again." ”

He stood up and smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist is polite, my friend is joking with you." My surname is Wen, the Taoist name is Ninghe, in the late Yuan Infant period, I am a person from the Wanhu realm, dare to ask the surname of Dao Youzun, where is it from?"