Amidst the clouds in the sky, on the Winter Peak.
Hakushin Jinkun's three disciples, Perfected Idle Month, Zhuo Xian, and White Lotus gathered in Zhuo Xian's cave abode. They stood side by side and looked at the ancient plate on the table in front of them.
Compared to the two Senior Brothers who had been famous for a long time, White Lotus looked like a child at the moment. However, her temperament was cold and otherworldly, and she had a different kind of bearing.
However, White Lotus did not seem to be in a good condition today. Her face was a little pale, and she looked a little haggard. Perfected Idle Month and Zhuo Xian saw this.
Perfected Idle Month looked at this little Junior Sister with a rare look of pity in his eyes. "Little Junior Sister, are you not feeling well?"
White Lotus shook her head and said softly, "No, thank you for your concern, Senior Brother."
Perfected Idle Month nodded and said, "Alright, in that case, let's see Master."
White Lotus agreed. Then, under the gazes of Master Xian Yue and Zhuo Xian, she walked up to the ancient plate on the table. She gently brushed her palm over it, and used some unknown method. Suddenly, smoke rose from the center of the ancient plate. Then, there was the sound of a violent snowstorm. The howling was violent, as if it was right next to their ears.
A vast expanse of white snow appeared on the ancient plate. This Dharma treasure was naturally the Wind Speech Plate that was previously given to White Lotus for safekeeping.
Perfected Idle Month and the other two looked solemn as they bowed.
A moment later, a deep and slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from the depths of the seemingly endless snowstorm. "What's the matter?"
Perfected Idle Month took a step forward and cupped his hands. "Master, disciple Idle Month wishes to see Master."
The snowstorm blew past as if it would never stop. The three could only see the snowstorm dancing in the sky, but there was no trace of a human figure. But strangely, Hakushin Jinkun's voice was still very clear. "Speak."
Perfected Idle Month did not dare to be negligent. He quickly reported to Master the major events that happened in the Kunlun Party recently, including the matter of the Evil Cult secretly killing the odd-job disciples, which caused the anger of the other Yuanying Zhenren and caused him to fall into a somewhat embarrassing situation.
At the end of his speech, Daoist Master Idle Moon's complexion turned solemn. He looked at the snowstorm in the Wind Whisper Plate and said, "Master, given enough time, this disciple will certainly be able to get to the bottom of the Devil Cult. But, the Sect Council Meeting is too close, and Qian Deng, Ming Zhu, and the others are pressing too hard. This disciple is afraid that there will be some troubles at that time. I'm here to sincerely ask Master to attend again this year, so as to deter the rascals and prevent those people from being too arrogant. "
The Wind Speech Plate was silent for a moment, and then Hakushin Jinkun's voice was heard. "Yes."
Perfected Idle Month was overjoyed and quickly bowed to thank him.
Then, Hakushin Jinkun said again, "I'm not dead yet, Qian Deng, Mingzhu, and the others shouldn't be like this … Is Junior Brother Tianlan back?"
Perfected Idle Month hesitated for a moment and said, "I've followed Master's instructions. Every year, one month before the Sect Council Meeting, I'll specially write to Martial Uncle Tianlan, asking him to return to the mountain to discuss the important affairs of the Sect. In previous years, Martial Uncle always declined, and this year is the same. He only said that Zhenxianmeng has been busy recently and may not be able to come back in time. "
The voice in the Wind Speech Plate was silent for a moment, and then said, "Then let's not care about him, but the matter of the Devil Cult plotting against the disciples of Kunlun is indeed too arrogant. Don't you have any clues? If that's the case, then it's your fault. No wonder others are pointing fingers at you. "
Perfected Idle Month hurriedly said, "Master, you've misunderstood. This matter is a great insult to our Kunlun by the evildoers of the Devil Cult. As the Sect Leader, I won't just sit back and watch. Now, among the two cases, the first case of the murder of He Changsheng was strange and experienced. It was indeed difficult to investigate, but after days of continuous investigation, I've found some clues, especially the source of the cinnabar used in the murder case. With this as an opportunity, I'll be able to find the melon by following the vines. As for the second case of the murder of Zhang Zhi, it happened recently, but the technique was much worse than the first case. I already have some clues. It was the work of the spies that the Devil Cult planted in our Kunlun. Now, once the evidence is conclusive, we'll immediately arrest them and present them to the Sect. "
Hakushin Jinkun's tone was cold, and said, "In times of emergency, there must be a thunderous method."
Perfected Idle Month's body trembled slightly, and then he took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I understand."
The sound of the wind and snow gradually subsided, and the Wind Speech Plate also gradually returned to normal. There was no longer the scene of wind and snow in the sky. White Lotus silently walked forward, wiped the magic treasure, and put it away. Then, she turned around and nodded at Daoist Master Idle Moon and Zhuo Xian.
Perfected Idle Month's expression was amiable, and he smiled at White Lotus, and said, "I've troubled little Shimei."
White Lotus's expression did not change much, as if it was too cold like frost. But she still bowed slightly to this Eldest Shixiong, whose age could even be her grandfather, and said, "You flatter me. If Shixiong needs anything in the future, just let me know. "
After saying that, she bowed to both of them, and walked out.
Perfected Idle Month and Zhuo Xian watched her leave. After White Lotus's figure disappeared, Perfected Idle Month suddenly frowned, and said, "I heard that although the power of the magical technique recorded in the Book of Snow is extremely great, it can also affect a cultivator's will and temperament. These days, I haven't seen little Shimei many times, but I can feel that her temperament seems to be getting colder. "
Zhuo Xian nodded, and said, "Probably so. This mysterious book was obtained by Master in his later years. You and I have long succeeded in our cultivation techniques, and we don't have the supreme divine ability of Master in the Deity Transformation realm, which allows us to do as we please, so it's not suitable for us to cultivate. On the contrary, little Shimei should have just entered the sect, like a piece of unpolished jade, but she can directly cultivate this kind of supreme magical technique from the beginning. It's also a rare opportunity. "
Xian Yue Zhenren nodded and said, "That's right. Junior Sister is a peerless genius who was born with the Five Divine Pillars. Moreover, Master has been so attentively training her. Her future is really limitless. Maybe in a few decades, my position as the Sect Master will be taken by her."
Zhuo Xian's body trembled slightly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. After a moment, he said in surprise, "Shixiong, why do you say that? You're in the prime of your life, and you're good at governing. You should be advancing bravely, why do you need to think about these things? Besides, I think Master only accepted little Shimei as his last disciple because he loves her talent. In any case, little Shimei is still young, so how can she bear the responsibility of the great Kunlun lineage? "
Perfected Idle Month smiled, then reached out and patted Zhuo Xian's shoulder, and said with a smile, "What Shimei said makes sense, I was thinking too much. But Master must have made arrangements for these things, so it's not up to us to think too much. "
Zhuo Xian said, "Shixiong is thinking too much. I think the person Master relies on the most is still you. Otherwise, why would he hand over the heavy responsibility of the sect master to you?"
Perfected Idle Month made a sound of "hmm" and didn't say anything else. He just slowly walked out of the cave with his hands behind his back.
Zhuo Xian looked at his back and slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something, then he also followed him out.
…
The next day, at the foot of Kunlun, in front of the mountain gate, an execution rack was suddenly erected. The disciples of the sect and the people in Kunwu City, who were far away, quickly received the news. In an instant, many people swarmed over and surrounded the mountain gate.
There were all kinds of people in the crowd, including many Itinerant Cultivators and cultivators from other sects who were passing by. There were even ordinary mortals and villagers who lived in the nearby cities or villages. All of them rushed over to watch the commotion.
In a hidden corner of the crowd, there were two men who didn't seem to attract any attention. They were Fan Tui and Chen He from the Three Realms Demon Sect.
At this moment, the two of them did not look good, especially Fan Tui. His face could be described as ghastly pale, and his fists were tightly clenched under his sleeves. His gaze was fixed on the person who was tied to the wooden rack.
Chen He sighed softly and pulled Fan Tui with his hand without batting an eyelid. He used a little more strength in his hand.
Fan Tui turned his head and looked at him. After a moment, he slowly nodded and said in a low voice, "I'm fine."
Chen He was silent for a moment, then said, "We have also underestimated the Kunlun Party. Thinking about it, for such a large and famous sect to be able to prosper after 5,000 years, they must have their own strengths. We should be more careful when dealing with them in the future. "
A hint of embarrassment flashed past Fan Tui's eyes. He didn't say anything and only clenched his teeth.
…
At the other end of the crowd, Old Ma was also standing in the crowd. Strangely, Lu Chen, who was dressed in casual clothes, was also standing beside him. However, the two of them didn't show any signs of conversation. It was as if they were two strangers who didn't know each other. They didn't even look to the side.
Their gazes were also looking at the execution rack at the foot of the mountain gate, looking at the person who was tied to it.
Looking from afar, that person's limbs were tied up, and his head hung limply in front of his chest. There were many bloodstains on his clothes, and he looked a little wretched. From time to time, whispers could be heard from the surrounding crowd.
Old Ma stared for a moment, then suddenly said as if he was talking to himself, "I remember that the Kunlun Party had also captured many spies from the Devil Sect in the past, but they had never done it in public like this, right?"
His voice wasn't loud, and probably only Lu Chen, who was standing a few feet away from him, could hear him. However, Lu Chen's expression didn't change at all, as if he didn't have any reaction to the fatty's words.
It was only after a while that Lu Chen let out a faint smile. Without turning his head, he said in a low voice, "That Sect Leader must have been forced into a corner recently."
Old Ma grunted, a hint of disapproval in his eyes. Just as he was about to say something, there was a commotion in the surrounding crowd. The two of them looked over and saw a person walking out from among the Kunlun Party disciples at the Kunlun mountain gate.
That person had a dignified aura, and his footsteps were steady. It was He Yi. At this moment, he was holding a sharp longsword in his hand, walking toward the execution rack step by step.
The surrounding crowd instantly became excited.
He Yi stopped in front of the execution rack and suddenly looked around. Then, he shouted in a deep voice that shook the entire place and reverberated in front of the Kunlun mountain gate, "Spies from the Devil Sect have committed heinous crimes. Everyone has the right to punish them!"
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