Chapter 283: [The Top of the Dead] The Fires are Finally Burning

The atmosphere inside the Loyalty Palace is tense and ready to ignite. The disciples of the Top of the Dead and the disciples of the Upper Fairy World face off against each other.

The bow string is full and if you pull it any further, either the string will break or the arrow will come out.

At this point, a man from the crowd suddenly came forward, but it was Ming Yuelou, the master of Snow Walk Palace.

Ming Yuelou's voice was gentle and pleasant, breaking the dangerous silence: "Please wait a moment, for the text is dead, but the man is alive. You are all in the same boat, think about it, there is no solid evidence that the pawns are made at the top of death and life, so it is a bit too much to make a scattered faction. I think we should take away the forbidden scrolls from the Top of Death and Life for the time being, and examine them carefully before making a decision."

Master Xuan Jing shook his head: "Master Ming and Master Xue have a deep personal relationship, so they are biased. The top of death and life has already broken the taboo of the Xianxia realm, so there is no need for further caution."

"This rule has been violated by many sects." Ming Yuelou spoke in a quiet but firm voice. Ming Yuelou spoke quietly, but firmly, and said in a warm voice, "If I am to reckon, I have not forgotten your Master Huai Zui."

"You," Xuan Jing's face darkened, then with a flick of his sleeve, he regained his solemnity and said with folded hands, "the art of saving a person is not comparable to the game of Zhenlong."

"So does the art of saving people count as one of the three forbidden arts?"

The man who spoke was Xue Zhengyong. By this time, several people close to him had already noticed that something was wrong with Xue Zhengyong, a man whose breath was usually sharp and whose lips were even paler.

Xuan Jing said, "Naturally, it counts."

Xue Zhengyong closed his eyes and took a breath before resuming his stare at Abbot Xuan Jing and said hoarsely, "If that is the case, how can a master exclude the art of rebirth from the rules just because it can save lives?"

Xuan Jing stumbled for a long time, not knowing how to argue, and said stiffly, "It's not the same thing."

The disciple from the top of death and life came forward angrily and chided, "How is this not the same thing Upper Fairy World There are many people who practice forbidden arts, they just don't succeed, if we are going to punish our sect severely for this rule, shouldn't you all be imprisoned as well"

The Greedy Wolf Elder said grimly, " Temple of No Mercy has Huai Zui, Lonely Moonlit has Hua Binan, so why only take the Top of Death and Life to talk about Jiang's desire to shut down the Top of Death and Life, why not first set an example by announcing the dissolution of Lonely Moonlit. "

Those who had been shouting so loudly earlier had also quieted down, not wanting to bring trouble to their own doorstep.

Xue Zhengyong coughed softly and lowered his eyelashes, silently covering up the blood he had coughed up on his palm, and raised his eyes and said with a forced smile, "Since all the sects have done the same thing, and since there is no truth to the nonsense about stealing pawns from the top of death and life in an attempt to overthrow the Upper Lower Fairy World, I beg you all to leave now. "

"This."

The fury came with the intention of dispatching this alien sect, but they did not expect to come to such an uncomfortable situation, and the faces of the crowd were all a little ugly for a moment.

Jiang Xi had no intention of forcing the dispersal of the Deadly Life faction. But in the end, he had to do it because he was riding a tiger. At this moment, seeing the silence of the crowd, he closed his eyes and simply said, "Let's go first."

At these words, a stone finally fell from Xue Zhengyong's heart, and he breathed softly and imperceptibly, his back relaxing as it remained tense. But then a sudden pain shot through his ribs, and his eyes swept down to see a stain of blood seeping from the waist of his dark blue robe.

The injury I sustained yesterday was really too heavy. I'll have to get Elder Wolf to take a good look at it later.

Before he could finish his thought, some disciples of Tianyin Pavilion suddenly burst into the hall with swords. Their faces were cold and aggressive, and as soon as they entered, they shouted aloud, saying

"Xue Zhengyong, you have a lot of shame. How can you say that you have never practiced Zhenlong at the top of death and life?"

The crowd was not expecting anyone from the Tianyin Pavilion, so they turned around with a start. They were followed by dozens of obsequiously dressed people, some of whose faces looked familiar, and who appeared to be the chiefs of some small villages in the Middle Shu Area.

"What's going on?"

Tianyin Pavilion A senior brother said morosely, "Don't you want proof? Is this enough to bring?"

A disciple even said to the crowd, "The top of death and life is a filthy place, and the Sect Leader is wolfish and ambitious, and has been casting a wide net in Middle Shu Area over the years, forcing ordinary people to sacrifice boys and girls to cultivate Zhenlong Chess game These are all human witnesses, what else is there to identify"

Xue Zhengyong leapt to his feet, his eyes blazing with fire and fury, but blood rising in his throat: "Nonsense."

"It's not for you or me to say whether it's nonsense or not, ask them yourself."

Like frightened ducks, the dozens of villagers wavered and clustered together, cowering and lowering their brows, none daring to speak first.

Xue Meng's eyes were sharp and she immediately recognised a familiar face inside and said in dismay, "Liu, the village chief."

The village headman, Liu, shivered violently, and after a shaky glance, he swept away like a slippery fish.

"What are you doing here?" Xue Meng couldn't respond for a moment, he was almost a little naive and cute, even though that naivety seemed so pathetic at the moment.

"I," gulped Village Chief Liu, his withered fingers pinching the corners of his robe as he kept his eyes on the ground and his feet swaying.

The Tianyin Pavilion man was forceful in his tone, saying, "Tell the truth, and if you tell a lie, the Tianyin Pavilion is always fair and will not tolerate it."

Village Chief Liu winced and snapped to his knees, grabbing the ground with his head, "I I, I said that the Top of Death and Life has been blackmailing us to give them the village's male and female children over the years under the guise of defending the demons, saying that they would not take a penny, but in fact, they have actually been blackmailing us"

Xue Zhengyong was furious, and he shot to his feet: "Bullshit!"

Tianyin Pavilion's voice was louder than Xue Zhengyong's: "Tell me more. What do they want with the boys and girls?"

"I... I don't know." The village headman's forehead was beaded with greasy sweat and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his shoulders wincing, "He said he took them to the mountains for training, but he never saw them again. Little Tiger, Little Stone and the other dolls never came back."

The man from the Tianyin Pavilion then turned his head and asked the group of monks at the top of the Dead Life.

"Is there among you the child mentioned by the village elder?"

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Naturally, there will be none.

Xue Meng's blood was boiling and stirring all over his body. Little Tiger Little Stone had been buried in the belly of the demon when he rushed over to save the small, stormy village.

"Lie," Xue Meng was so angry that he almost vomited blood, "can your conscience be at peace when you return the favour?"

The village chief Liu looked disheveled, tears flowing down his face uncontrollably. But not knowing exactly what Tianyin Pavilion had coerced him with, he still insisted, "The Top of Death and Life is not a good sect they, in front of one face and behind the other in the Middle Shu Area, have done countless things that have done harm to heaven and earth"

Sobbing, but no longer daring to look at any of them, he touched the ground and howled.

"Bullying at the Top of the Dead Lower Fairy World Ah"

There was an outcry.

If it were said that on a normal day, the cultivators would not believe all of the words of these dozens of grassroots. However, most of the people present had originally come here to let the Death and Life Summit scatter the faction, and already had their own judgement in their hearts, so when they received such corroborating evidence, they immediately accepted it all and became furious.

"I told you they'd never do a good job for nothing."

" Xue Zhengyong, what else do you have to say?"

Xue Zhengyong too, Xue Meng too, those disciples and elders at the top of death and life, all froze.

Before that, when many sects came together to attack them, they still felt angry and could wave their arms and scream their grievances and injustices.

But at this moment, a glance at the village chiefs and dozens of people in the Middle Shu Area are those who have offered eggs and noodles, tearfully thanking Your Mightiness for their lives and saying that there is nothing they can do to repay them.

These dozens of wolves of Zhongshan. They have stabbed the knife into this danshin with their own hands.

It hurts like hell and it's cold.

It was like falling into an ice cave, with chills all over my body.

The witnesses came forward one by one, the first with guilt in his eyes, the second with shaking legs, the third able to look directly at the crowd, the fourth beginning to speak righteously, the fifth learning to add to the jealousy.

As the saying goes, a crowd of three makes a tiger. They talk and talk and talk, impassioned and impassioned, and when they talk, they think they are true.

Xue Meng only felt cold blood and cold teeth.

He had thought that a man had a backbone that could not be broken, but he did not know that a dog could drink dung in order to live.

"Yes, that's what the chess piece is," said the matchmaker of the village, who came to testify, "they forced us to give them our children as payment for the demons, no money at the top of death and life, only little dolls, that's a rule we all know in Lower Fairy World. "

Jiang Xi frowned and asked, "If you know that, why do you want to find them?"

The matchmaker then wiped her tears with a peach-powder handkerchief: "I had no choice, I was poor, and I couldn't afford the Taoist master from Upper Fairy World, so I had to pick the village dolls and send them there, saying that they were sent to the top of death and life for training, but everyone knew it in their hearts.

He said that he was beating his chest and covering his face with a howl.

Some students also came to testify: "It's true, the Top of Death and Life takes people but not money, and we have to live our lives, so we dare not speak out. Fortunately, God has an eye to see that if you do not do what is right, you will be killed. Please do what is right for the people of Lower Fairy World."

Someone from Jiangdong Court immediately came forward, "Don't worry, Upper Fairy World is clean and honest, and all of us here today are from prestigious and righteous families with a history of 100 years.

Those townspeople who came to testify were then grateful and came forward to cry about the evils at the top of the dead and alive.

They knew that since they had perjured themselves, there would be no turning back. If the top of death and life does not fall today, they will be cleared with themselves in the future.

Inside the hall, no living person can be seen for a while, only a stern ghost hovering in good offices, opening its bloody mouth, tearing at the dilapidated wooden pillars of the hall, at the plain roof tiles and eaves walls tearing at the "Loyalty Palace" door plaque which has not been repaired due to lack of funds.

Dripping with blood.

Xue Meng was trembling, he closed his eyes, tears rolled down his face as he said hoarsely, "How can you say that?"

Yes, Tianyin Pavilion, with a promise of glory

Or is it a matter of life and death.

How can you say it and how can you do it?

The scarlet mouth of the matchmaker was still opening and closing, and the fragmented words were spilling into Xue Meng's ears like snake venom: "stealing chess pieces at the top of death and life", "killing people", "taking boys and girls". The words "stealing chess pieces at the top of death and life," "slaughtering people," "taking children".

Every word is twisted into a hideous nightmare.

"They bully Lower Fairy World."

"Clothed and moralized."

"That Chu Wanning and Mo Ran are most disgusting, how many innocent people have been victimised for the sake of making pawns"

The bones hate each other and the palms tremble.

Sanity breaks down.

"How can you say or do that?"

Anger was like an anthill, destroying the last of the inner defences. Xue Meng clicked his misplaced elbow back into place, then drew his blade up and Dragoncity's tiger roared, staining his scimitar with blood before anyone could react.

The matchmaker who was making up the story about "the disciples of the Peak of Death and Life raping young girls" froze and looked down at her chest cavity before she vomited blood with a loud thud and fell to the ground with a loud thud without even having the chance to say a word.

Dead silence.

Strangely enough, the men of the Tianyin Pavilion were standing right next to the group of villagers, but they did not intervene because they were surprised or simply did not react. The answer is not known and no one will think about it.

All eyes were on Xue Meng as the blood dripped down the tip of Dragoncity's knife, one drop, two drops. One drop, two drops, a deep pool of red.

The abyss falls in, and the phoenix chick cannot escape.

"Ah," suddenly a scream erupted as if the death knell of doom had finally struck, "kill, kill."

" Xue Meng indiscriminately killing witnesses Xue Meng is crazy "

There was more chaos in the hall, and I don't know who started the fight, but the long-suppressed anger erupted. The bowstring snapped and the men of the Top of the Dead and Upper Fairy World finally came to blows!

Personal vendetta, fear, exclusion of dissent.

The battle contained so much selfishness that the scene was instantly out of control.

In the midst of a flurry of swords, Xue Zhengyong roared and growled through the pain of his wound: "Stop, stop!"

But the people at the top of death and life listened to him, and the Upper Fairy World did not stop. Xue Meng's heart has been shattered to pieces, and this shattering has spread to his eyes, where they are wet and red, and he is choking and weeping while holding his scimitar and slashing the evil spirits.

Perhaps it was only at this moment that Phoenix truly understood what Mo Ran had felt as a child.

The despair, the disgust, the excitement and the self-loathing of the Zuiyu Building, when a woodchipper slaughtered the entire building. Nothing mattered anymore, the rage burned his heart and only blood could quench it.

Suddenly, a sword came up against his attack, a glowing blue sword that looked familiar but Xue Meng couldn't remember at the moment, he just hissed at the ugly Snow Walk Palace man, "Get out of my way!"

"Stop fighting, you'll really get into trouble if you keep fighting, just calm down."

Into the ear was a familiar voice.

Who is it

Xue Meng can't think of it and doesn't want to think about it anymore.

The pain and hatred that battered his heart had a limit to what a man could endure.

One thought of Buddha, one thought of devil.

The pupils of his eyes burned red, and at that moment there was only hatred, endless hatred, hatred that had been burning since Tianyin Pavilion, and which finally burst forth in an overwhelming explosion, consuming him in an instant.

"Get out."

Dragoncity clashed with the blue sword, but the ugly-looking man was no slouch, fighting him off, his turquoise pupils staring Xue Meng in the face.

"If you don't calm down, you'll only cause more harm to the top of death and life."

"Who are you to be in charge?"

While the sword slashes harder and harder, the swords are at ease and clash with each other.

The turquoise pupils of the eyes look into the black, so familiar a pair of eyes.

Who is it

"Mon, stop fighting."

A low, slow voice rings in the ear, with little emotion, but still a hint of anxiety and pity can be heard.

Xue Meng's frenzied and confused mind seemed to flicker with clarity as his fierce and ferocious attack stopped for a moment, but his chest was still heaving violently.

By now his face was covered in blood and his hair was in a tangled mess as he stared viciously at the ugly stranger: "You"

Before he could say anything, he felt a sudden gust of wind behind him.

Xue Meng glanced back, too late to lift Dragoncity's frame, his arm was cut with a gruesome bloody gash, revealing white bone

" Xue Meng "

When Xue Zhengyong saw that his son was injured, he swept down the long steps to save him.

The ten or so elites at the Tianyin Pavilion were all Mu Yanli's trusted soldiers, and as soon as they looked at each other, they lunged towards Xue Meng.

These men are all as strong as the elders of the Peak of Death and Life, and together they could have killed Xue Meng, who was already wounded.

" Xue Meng Xue Meng "

But Xue Zhengyong was too far away to get through, and more men surrounded him, trapping him. Xue Zhengyong was so desperate to protect his son that he was wounded and bloodied by the force of the attack.

Xue Meng gritted his teeth and swung his sword to strike, retreating the two men, but his own arm was bleeding and his whole arm and wrist was shaking.

Suddenly a red light flashed

"Beware."

In a flash of lightning, it was the blue-eyed man he had been tangled with who blocked a killing blow for him.

Tianyin Pavilion disciple narrows his eyes: " Snow Walk Palace has a traitor to stand with the top of death and life"

The blue-eyed man didn't answer, his sword as frosty as it was, and turned back to Xue Meng, who was pale and fierce, and said, "Go to uncle's side. Hurry up."

"I" Xue Meng covered the cut in his arm, in fact he couldn't cover it at all, the white bone beneath the bloody flesh was exposed to the air and his whole arm was wet with hot blood.

His lips open and close as if he wants to say something, but he doesn't, his gaze going to Xue Zhengyong.

With this one look, the last of the blood faded from Xue Meng's face.

Almost screaming in agony, he stumbled towards Xue Zhengyong despite the danger, hissing, "Father!"

Xue Zhengyong's eyes flashed and he reacted instantly. He raised his hand and used his steel wrist guard to block the attack of the man behind him, followed by a reverse throw that slammed him to the ground. Xue Meng breathed a sigh of relief, and then squeezed to his father's side as if he was desperate.

He clutched Xue Zhengyong's arm with grief and joy: "Great, Father, you're all right, you're all right."

Xue Zhengyong, however, had an old wound from the blow he had received earlier, and blood was pouring out from his waist in large streams.

"Ahem."

The conversation stops abruptly.

Xue Meng saw Xue Zhengyong leap to his knees and choke out a large mouthful of bruised blood in his throat.

"Father," Phoenix was stunned, he had never seen his father so badly injured in all his life, and in a flash his mind was buzzing, "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Xue Zhengyong's bloodstained lips opened and closed as he took Xue Meng's arm back and said hoarsely, "Stop."

"What."

Xue Zhengyong stares intently at Xue Meng's face, but his eyes scan the wind around him.

Is this battle what he wants?

There were shouts everywhere, red blood and white brains splattered, and before the culprits could be identified, the sects had begun to kill each other.

Xue Zhengyong said, "Let all those who are on the top of death and life, stop."

"But they."

"Xue Zhengyong's face was ashen, "Who will get what they want, the scattering of the sects or the destruction of the sects?"

Xue Meng did not say anything, but his eyes were red and even the tips of his fingers were shaking.

"Go" Xue Zhengyong nudged him, and Xue Meng's tears fell at once as he almost staggered up from the ground and stood in front of his father, shouting in a stern voice.

"Truce all stop fighting."