Chapter Eighty-Five: The Valley Lord Qingluan Q&A

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In front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the original quiet and deep, green tile and gray wall of the chic courtyard is now a mess, the wall has collapsed, the blue bricks and stones are everywhere, and the trees and rockeries are all crooked, as if telling that this place has just experienced a terrible battle.

Zuo Dao true fairy wind bones, white clothes elegant, on the robe, the placket embroidered a big Lishu Xuanzi, with the breeze slightly fluttering, more than his demeanor, proud temperament.

"Now, you're all the only one left, you say, how should I punish you?hahahaha!"

Zuo Daozhen said with a smile, and while speaking, he waved his sleeves, like a trick, and a whisk of dust appeared in his hand.

I saw that the dust handle was maroon-red, and it faintly depicted the simple shape of the heavenly beast, but the long whisk in the front section was not the usual white, but a bright blue color, silky smooth, gently brushed, as if there was a slight sound of the dragon chanting and phoenix singing, making the person who held it more and more detached from the Tao, and the fairy wind rippled.

"I'm seriously injured now, and my movement is quite inconvenient, so naturally I don't have the power to resist, I don't know how the Zuo Gu Master plans to punish me?

Qingluan Sect Master bowed slightly with his fists clenched, and said cautiously to Zuo Daozhen.

"Hahaha, what's the matter? begging for mercy? The dignified Qingluan Sect Master of the Sanqing Sect actually has a time to beg for mercy, if it is passed out, it is a big joke on the rivers and lakes, hahahahaha!"

"You let me see your master's face and spare you this time, but do you understand what the relationship between me and your master is?"

Zuo Daozhen asked with a smile.

"This?"

Qingluan Sect Master was speechless for a while, to be honest, he just vaguely remembered that when he was weak in his youth, there were several senior masters who had close contacts with the master, and often got together, played chess and discussed the Tao, enjoyed flowers and tea, but whether there was Zuo Dao Zhen, he really didn't have a definite influence, and later, it seemed that the master gradually stopped having any dealings with them, just with the original Heming Sect Master Heqingmeng, There is also the Lanling Cave Mansion Baizang Grand Master who has become closer and closer, and between the three sects, there are exchanges and walks with each other, until suddenly another day after the Sect Master of Heqingmeng disappeared for some reason, the master suddenly closed down and passed on the position of the sect master to him.

"Hahaha, I don't know, okay, let the old man tell you the relationship between the two of us, that is, the relationship between the farmer and the snake. Hahaha!"

Zuo Daozhen smiled forward and back, but in the laughter, there was a faint hatred implied in it.

"This ——?"

Qingluan Sect Master was dumbfounded, he never thought that he originally wanted to curry favor with the master, but it turned out to be counterproductive, of course he could understand what the Zuo Gu Lord said, who was the farmer and who was the snake, he naturally understood.

However, this can't be explained? Master Qing Wuya is also one of the "three living immortals" who are well-known in the rivers and lakes, and his Taoism is extraordinary, his skills are overwhelming, and his skills are even more unique in the rivers and lakes, and no one is on his right.

"Why? I don't understand, of course, it would be strange if you understood? Because, next, maybe you will be the next Qing Wuya, hahahahaha!"

Zuo Daozhen looked at Qingluan with a puzzled face, and said with a laugh.

"Let me ask you, what did you come to do in front of this scripture pavilion today?"

"Arrest the criminal Huiming who wantonly slaughtered the law enforcement envoys of the prison hall and violated the rules of the sect. ”

"Is there any hard evidence?"

"There is a bronze mirror of images as proof. ”

"Where did the bronze mirror come from?"

"Bestowed on me by my mentor and former sect master, Qing Wuya. ”

"Why did you suddenly grant this bronze mirror artifact that can store images for a moment?"

"This ........."

"When did you start urging the bronze mirror to collect images?"

"This ........."

"Why is there only one picture? Why is there no before and after? Also, why didn't you stop it at the time?"

"This ........."

"When did you send someone to watch Huiming in advance?"

"Ah, no, it's ........."

"What did Qing Wuya ask you to frame him for?"

"Ah, no, no, it's ........."

Seeing that Zuo Daozhen asked faster and faster, he asked, Qingluan replied, and when he arrived, Qingluan's desire was unbearable, but he had to answer, his body trembled slightly, he was panting, and his face was unusually ugly.

"Last question, when did you drink the Heavenly Immortal Tea? In addition to the greedy soul in your heart, whose will is it in your body?"

Zuo Daozhen suddenly changed his words and asked aggressively.

"Huh, what? You- how do you know?"

The Qingluan Sect Master was shocked, his eyes were round, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, and suddenly, "Wow-" protruded a mouthful of blood, his body shook for a while, and he fainted to the ground.

"Hahahaha, just by you, you dare to fool the old man, and you don't inquire, in addition to the identity of the lord of Xuanling Valley, the old man is also a well-known iron-mouthed judge in the land of Xuanzhou, hahahahaha!"

Zuo Daozhen looked at the Qingluan Sect Master who had fainted to the ground, and said with a laugh.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking the sky sounded rapidly from dozens of feet away, as if many people were rushing towards this side.

After a while, a series of figures rushed over, surrounding the courtyard.

"Huh, why did the sect master faint on the ground?"

"Ahh......h

Suddenly, someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

"Brother Qing, what's wrong with you?"

In the crowd, suddenly a graceful woman in a white dress and white dress swept out like a white light, hugging the Qingluan Sect Master who had fainted to the ground and shouted in a trembling voice.

Everyone looked at it, it turned out to be the Crane Dance Sect Master, she grabbed the arm of the Qingluan Sect Master, her eyes were red, and she was about to cry.

Then, as soon as she looked up, she saw a man in a white robe and a black robe, standing proudly on the side, with bright eyes standing aside, looking casual and calm.

"Hmph, who are you?

Crane Dance got up angrily, pear blossom with rain, stretched out his hand, brushed out the sword under the crotch, raised his hand, the sword pointed directly at Zuo Daozhen, scolded loudly, and then wanted to do it.

"Crane Dance Sect Master is slow, don't be impatient, and listen to the old man explain to you!"

Suddenly, I saw that Master Yuzang had stood in front of everyone at some point, and hurriedly said to Crane Dance.