Chapter 731: Good youth! He is a good seedling of my righteous path
"Wait!" A shout attracted everyone’s attention.
The cloud-body avatar of Purple Thunder Peak Vice Peak Master Meng Wuyan took a step forward, and a flash of lightning flashed in his narrow purple eyes and disappeared.
He smiled: "Everyone’s high arguments are linked together. However, there is one person who is actually far superior to the four of Wen Ruanyu, Duanmu Zhang, Qin De, and Zhong Dao."
"She is the most critical person in the entire matter of White Paper Immortal City."
Tuoba Huang sprayed a hot breath, his brows furrowed: "Don't sell it, just say who it is?"
He was impatient.
Everyone’s eyes were like needles, all nailed to Meng Wuyan’s face.
Although Meng Wuyan was urged, he still maintained his own rhythm, slowly spreading his palms, cloud energy surging, lifting several phantoms:
An ancient jade slip tied with green silk, the body of the slip covered with cracks, but revealing the faint light of time.
A small and exquisite baby rattle woven with blood-pith vine core, the tongue of the bell was a tear stone condensed with innate clear qi.
And a page of a yellowed local chronicle with charred edges and blurred handwriting, on which the eight characters "Meng family baby girl, entrusted by flowing clouds" were written, the ink marks as if stained with blood!
Tuoba Huang’s expression became more and more impatient, and just as he was about to scold, Meng Wuyan finally said the name of this key person word by word: "This person is Meng, Yao, Yin."
The whole room was silent.
Tuoba Huang was stunned, and then asked: "Could it be that this Meng Yaoyin is not dead? Is she still alive now?"
Meng Wuyan showed a look of sadness, shook his head slowly, and said in a low voice: "Her life cloud tablet has already disintegrated, and she has passed away for a long time."
"However, according to my research, I unexpectedly discovered that Meng Yaoyin was not just a simple loose cultivator."
"Maybe even she herself didn't know that she was actually a bloodline descendant of our Meng family who had been left outside."
"And these are iron-clad evidence!"
Meng Wuyan stretched out his palm to show everyone the physical evidence he had just listed.
The room was silent again.
But this time, it was not just silence, but also suppression.
Tuoba Huang’s reaction was very intense; he directly waved his hand, set off a strong wind, and roared in his mouth: "Lying! This is impossible!"
Ling Juejian hugged his arms and sneered: "Meng Wuyan, do you think we are fools? Since Wen Ruanyu reported for duty, all eight of our peaks have been investigating with all our strength. We have long investigated Meng Yaoyin’s identity to the bottom."
"She is just a pure loose cultivator and has nothing to do with the Purple Thunder Peak Meng family."
"As for these so-called iron-clad evidence of yours, hehe, I have a question instead."
"Why did none of the people from the other seven peaks find any clues? Why is it that your Purple Thunder Peak collected them, and there is so much evidence?"
"Hahahaha!" Tuoba Huang laughed loudly, shaking the air with ripples: "Purple Thunder Peak is really going back and forth, not only letting a demon cultivator act as a Vice Peak Master, but also coming up with such a stupid method, wanting to eat the monopoly of White Paper Immortal City!"
"You motherfucker, make up a decent reason! Do you think we are all fools for using these things to fool ghosts?"
Before the voice fell, he waved his giant palm fiercely, suddenly turning into a giant magic claw, grabbing at the evidence, wanting to pinch it to vent his anger.
Meng Wuyan immediately retreated, a sharp light flashing in his narrow purple eyes. This retreat directly exposed these evidence to Tuoba Huang’s attack.
But the next moment, Wang Yu’s fingertips flowed with gold patterns, and the whisk swung gently, shaking away Tuoba Huang’s giant magic claw.
"Let me see."
Wang Yu beckoned gently, and when these evidence were all taken in front of him.
He scanned them one by one with his spiritual sense, and finally stayed on that jade slip.
After a while, a playful, almost compassionate praise floated on his face: "Tsk tsk... every word is weeping blood, every sentence is full of emotion. The intention of compiling this 'Meng Family Genealogy', the precision of the research... Vice Peak Master Meng, you have really worked hard."
Purple energy flashed on Meng Wuyan’s face, standing tall, his voice suddenly raised, carrying a righteous and awe-inspiring tone: "Do you fellow Daoists actually think these are forged evidence?"
"This is absolutely true!"
"You might as well think about it again: Meng Yaoyin is a Golden Core true disciple of our sect, this identity cannot be faked."
"It is precisely because of her efforts that White Paper Immortal City was preserved many years ago. Otherwise, White Paper Immortal City would have been destroyed long ago."
"This woman not only carries the orthodox bloodline of the Meng family, but is also the benefactor of the reconstruction of White Paper Immortal City! This is such a great righteousness."
"Without her risking her life to protect it, White Paper City would have become a gloomy ghost realm long ago! How could there be Wen Ruanyu’s merit of enlightenment today?"
"If we acknowledge this layer of her identity, then the ownership of White Paper City naturally has a share of our sect, which is the most justified!"
"And Wen Ruanyu himself admires Meng Yaoyin very much, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed in White Paper Immortal City for so many years. If our sect wants to recover White Paper Immortal City and preserve Meng Yaoyin’s struggle results, how can Wen Ruanyu not follow her 'last wish' and cooperate with all his strength?"
"In this way, why do you need to calculate and use coercion and inducement?!"
The room was silent again.
The anger on Tuoba Huang’s face was like lava surging, Ling Juejian’s mocking sword energy was chilling, Wang Yu’s smiling corners of his mouth were seemingly compassionate but actually cold. Heng Zifang lowered her head and eyebrows, while Lu Zhenshu was still immersed in the world of books.
On the first seat, Wei Ji’s pure black pupils reflected Meng Wuyan’s impassioned phantom, and also reflected the expressions of the people around him.
Wei Ji sighed in his heart: The Purple Thunder Peak Meng family recruiting a demon cultivator like Meng Wuyan to act as Vice Peak Master is indeed reasonable.
Meng Wuyan’s method is more precise and clever than what everyone discussed.
Once Meng Yaoyin’s identity is confirmed, not only will Wen Ruanyu have no reason to resist, but the entire White Paper Immortal City will be included under the magnificent righteousness of "repaying kindness" and "inheriting the last wish", in an extremely weak position.
Duanmu Zhang, Zhong Dao, Qin De... these troubles don't need to be touched.
"However, this method will definitely not pass." Wei Ji was like a mirror in his heart.
Because, once this point is acknowledged, the Meng family will grasp the greatest righteousness basis! In the name of "benefactor’s clansmen", the Meng family can not only successfully get involved, but even lead the distribution of benefits in White Paper Immortal City.
And the dead Meng Yaoyin will also become a sharp flagpole for the Meng family to insert into White Paper City!
The method is good, and it is easier to execute than before, and it is good for the Myriad Phenomena Sect, and best for the Purple Thunder Peak Meng family!
But what about the other peaks?
How can Tuoba Huang, Ling Juejian and others be willing to be vassals?
Meng Wuyan looked at Wei Ji: "The Heavy Array Peak is in charge of the array hub and distinguishes all machines. Peak Master Wei Ji, the truth and righteousness of this, please..."
Wei Ji’s pure black eyes met Meng Wuyan’s purple pupils, and the gaze was still separated by an invisible glass, detached and calm. He spoke slowly, his voice not high: "The struggle for benefits in White Paper Immortal City, the Heavy Array Peak has no intention to intervene."
"However, the city-protecting array of this city, after this disaster, is less than one percent left. When the dust settles, its resetting, defense, and maintenance are the foundation of protecting the Dao and the people, and should be borne by our Heavy Array Peak with all our strength."
After the words fell, the cloud ruins were silent.
The same silence, but completely different from the atmosphere Meng Wuyan created before. Tuoba Huang’s anger converged, Ling Juejian’s cold color faded, Wang Yu nodded with a smile...
No one had any objections.
Wei Ji was only the Vice Peak Master of the Heavy Array Peak, but this time summoning the eight peaks to discuss matters, he represented the Peak Master of the Heavy Array Peak, who was also the Sect Master of the contemporary Myriad Phenomena Sect.
And everyone present had long known the style of this Sect Master.
Heavy Array Peak Master Dong Chen did not like to participate directly in the tearing and division of benefits; he preferred to be transcendent and neutral, stabilizing the basic disk.
Wei Ji’s meaning was Dong Chen’s meaning: I don't care how you fight for the benefits of White Paper Immortal City. But the entire White Paper Immortal City must belong to me.
He wanted to replace the city-protecting array of White Paper Immortal City, which was to truly control this immortal city in his own hands.
Meng Wuyan’s purple eyes flickered, and finally took a step back, no longer speaking.
Seeing that the overall situation was set, Wei Ji took back his gaze and spoke again.
His voice echoed in the empty cloud ruins: "Summon, Evil-Punishing Hall Master, Zhong Dao, enter the array to discuss matters!"
Zhong Dao knocked on the array with his spiritual sense, the boundary wall shone, cloud energy condensed, and quickly formed a cloud-body avatar.
Zhong Dao (avatar) slowly opened his eyes and fell in front of everyone.
He looked middle-aged, with deep vertical lines between his brows formed by years of frowning, his eyes as sharp as a blade, full of undisguised investigation and judgment, making people afraid to look directly.
His nose was as high as a peak, his lip line was straight and tight, and his jaw line was hard.
He was tall and straight, with broad shoulders and a broad back, standing as straight as a green pine. After falling in front of everyone, he walked a few steps forward, his steps steady and powerful, each step carrying unquestionable majesty and determination.
He was awe-inspiring without anger, giving people a feeling of being extremely reliable, extremely rigid, but also extremely stubborn and difficult to accommodate.
"Why did you summon me?" Zhong Dao looked at the seven people in the room.
His combat power, cultivation, and age all exceeded the seven people in the room, but he was slightly inferior in status as the Hall Master of the Evil-Punishing Hall.
Everyone did not speak.
Ling Juejian’s expression was flat, nodding slightly to Zhong Dao. Tuoba Huang’s brows were slightly furrowed, staring at Zhong Dao, full of guard.
Wei Ji coughed and briefly explained the results of the previous discussion.
"White Paper City? Yin Mountain Black Swamp?"
After listening to Wei Ji’s narration, Zhong Dao understood what was going on.
"Heh." He chuckled, "Summoning me here, just for such a thing?"
"As the Hall Master of the Evil-Punishing Hall, the matters discussed should be to cleanse the universe and clear the demon atmosphere. Not to be petty and weigh private interests."
He had a serious face, his sharp eyes scanning the room: "Wen Ruanyu, Duanmu Zhang? The way of fellow disciples should be communicated with righteousness and treated with sincerity. How can it be used as a bargaining chip?"
"As for Qin De, he is a demonic prisoner, locked in prison, waiting for heaven to punish and earth to destroy. How can he be a piece on the chessboard?"
"What are you thinking? It’s simply nonsense!"
He showed anger, took a big step forward, and his tone suddenly raised: "The prestige of our Myriad Phenomena Sect is based on the magnificent righteous law, based on the vast atmosphere! Based on the iron shoulders of the sages of the past, based on the blue blood and red heart of thousands of aspirants! It cannot be stolen by the treacherous path, and it cannot be polluted by private interests!"
"Let me cooperate with you?!"
The Hall Master of the Evil-Punishing Hall stared, asked everyone, anger exploded, and there was a posture of fighting if they didn't agree.
Wei Ji sighed bitterly: "Master Zhong Dao, rest your anger. White Paper Immortal City is in a sensitive position and has great interests. A slight mistake will implicate the entire sect."
"Our sect’s disciples like Meng Yaoyin and Wen Ruanyu all walk the righteous path and have not fallen into our sect’s prestige and righteousness. But it is precisely because of this that our sect is also involved, and it must be handled properly."
Zhong Dao snorted coldly, his sharp eyes having long seen through the hypocrisy of everyone in the room.
He directly hugged his fists: "To rectify the name of White Paper, we should take a magnificent teacher. Please ask the Evil-Punishing Hall blood blade to open the way, and mobilize the sharp soldiers of the three peaks to follow. This Hall Master will personally hold the punishment tripod, break the Yin Mountain, and plow the Black Swamp. All giant demons with clear evidence of crimes, and all evil leaders who have committed evil, must be bound in front of the gate of White Paper Immortal City to be punished, and their heads hung to show the public!"
"Acting like this is the magnificent righteous path, and it also has huge benefits!"
"One, announce to heaven and earth, righteousness and evil are incompatible!"
"Two, deter demons, evil debts must be repaid!"
"Three, tell the people in the city that the immortal Dao is not just empty talk, but also has the iron wrist of cleansing demons and defending the Dao, to rectify the hearts of the people."
"Four, we cleanse the demonic atmosphere and clear the jade universe, this is supreme grace! Strictly punish, rectify the law, this is unparalleled prestige! With such grace and power, controlling White Paper Immortal City, there will be no worries in the future."
Everyone else was stunned.
Looking at Zhong Dao, who was full of murderous intent and incompatible with demons, they suddenly woke up and suddenly remembered the experience and character of this sect powerhouse.
Including Wei Ji, everyone regretted: "Why were we so confused to summon Zhong Dao to discuss matters? According to his character of hating evil as an enemy, there will inevitably be a strong personal will."
So, everyone looked at each other and exchanged spiritual sense.
"Zhong Dao and Duanmu Zhang can be said to be the most hard-tempered and stubborn people in the whole sect. Alas, why did this matter of White Paper Immortal City involve both of them?"
Everyone felt a headache, but Meng Wuyan curled his lips, looking like he was watching a play.
At the same time.
In a certain hall of the Evil-Punishing Hall, the Xingyun Trial in the array space was going on.
On the stone platform, Ning Zhuo touched the official plaque of "Bright Mirror Hanging High", facing the questioning of the old cultivator — capturing the demon leader, if the other party begs for mercy, promises heavy profits, or is willing to be a vanguard with a useful body, how to deal with it?
The means used by the old cultivator could detect whether it was sincere, but he did not want to trigger the My Buddha Heart Demon Seal in Ning Zhuo’s upper dantian of the spirit sea.
The treasure seal emitted demonic light, providing Ning Zhuo with a huge space for play.
Ning Zhuo’s thoughts were like electricity, but he first recalled the relevant information about Zhong Dao.
The next moment, his figure was as straight as a pine, his eyes had no ripples, and his voice was like gold and iron, cold and clear: "Exterminate evil, no leniency!"
"Leaving it to linger only increases the disaster and pollutes the righteous energy of heaven and earth. Cut when it should be cut, kill when it should be killed! The only use for a demon’s head is to hang it on a high pole to warn others! Make all evil spirits in the world tremble when they see it!"
While speaking, an invisible cold murderous aura permeated, as if there was a sound of gold and iron ringing.
On the stone platform, many high-level cultivators of the Evil-Punishing Hall heard this and their eyes lit up.
The old cultivator’s appreciation for Ning Zhuo became stronger, and he praised in his heart: "Good, good, exterminate evil. He is truly a good seedling of my righteous path."
The cultivators did not know that Pan Si Niangzi, who should have been "exterminated", was humming and building an array for Ning Zhuo in the Ten Thousand Mile Swimming Dragon wrapped around Ning Zhuo’s waist.
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