Ever since the first clap of thunder, Feng Jiu had woken up from his meditative state, feeling uneasy. In the room, there was a low square table, four praying mats, and four palace lanterns hanging from the four corners. There were no windows, and the wall leading to the backyard had been replaced by a hollowed out gauze fence. The overhanging eaves extended several feet, and even covered the veranda. The floor was paved with marble that was as shiny as a mirror. It was hard and cold, and the well-cut cracks in the stone resembled straight, crisscrossing Sword Qi, inspiring awe. In the corner, there was an octagonal dragon heart-shaped couch. It was empty, and there was only a bamboo mat made by Jing An Fang, a square pillow made of dragon jade, and a sky-blue quilt.
Everything that should be there was there, and it was all in the style of a large sect. In terms of layout, even the most famous Fengshui master would not be able to find any fault with it. The furniture and decorations were all of the highest quality. There was nothing that should not be there, showing the simple style of the owner of the room.
Feng Jiu got up from the couch, put on his shoes, put on his coat, and picked out a book from the bookshelf in the opposite corner. Then, he sat in front of the study table and started reading. Not long after, there was a series of muffled thunder, followed by a torrential downpour. He listened carefully, then walked to the gauze fence and looked out. The storm was fierce, and the thunderclouds in the sky were as thick as cotton wool. It would probably not stop for a few hours.
"Wu Qi!" He called out.
Supervisor Wu Qi did not usually live here, but it was too late for him to work here tonight, so Feng Jiu let him stay the night. Wu Qi was also meditating. When he heard Feng Jiu calling him, he immediately woke up.
"Senior Brother." The two of them met in the corridor. Feng Jiu pointed at the pouring rain and said, "I think this rain is not as simple as it looks. It will last for a few hours. Go tell the people in charge of protecting the river to keep an eye on it. If the spirit herbs are drowned by the river, I will send them to do hard labor!"
"Eldest Senior Brother is still so concerned about the ecology of Tianzhu Peak." Wu Qi smiled.
"You've become more talkative." Feng Jiu said.
"Here." Wu Qi smiled as he took out his flying sword and flew through the rain.
As soon as Feng Jiu returned to his room, he suddenly remembered something. He rummaged around on the desk and soon found a red booklet. With a faint smile, he flipped through it. He was so engrossed in watching that he didn't notice the passage of time. Suddenly, he raised his head and saw Wu Qi standing in front of him, dripping wet. Wu Qi was panting heavily and looking at him with an ashen face.
"What are you doing?" He wasn't scared and just poured a glass of water for Wu Qi. Wu Qi took the cup and drank it. He calmed down a little and said in a hoarse voice, "When I came back from the river defense, I saw Senior Brother Xu and the members of the Thunder Division carrying something up the mountain. I went up to ask and found out that it was a corpse … The members of the Thunder Division were all gathered, but Senior Brother Xu was seriously injured …"
Feng Jiu's heart skipped a beat. "Who's the corpse?"
"It's Senior Brother Lei …" Wu Qi said with difficulty.
Rumble!
A clap of thunder sounded at this moment. The lightning across the sky instantly lit up the house and shone on Feng Jiu's face. Wu Qi was shocked and couldn't help but take two steps back. Then, he immediately stopped and lowered his head in silence.
"Heaven Striking Bell, welcome with swords!"
At the highest point of the dojo of the Heavenly Sword Peak, the bell suddenly rang, each louder than the previous one. There were a total of forty-nine rings, which implied the meaning of the Heavenly Way's Four Nines Return to One. It meant that an important member of the big family of the Heavenly Sword Peak had died and returned to the True Way, Quietus, and Sword Tomb. When the bell rang forty-nine times, all the disciples woke up.
Two people drew their swords and fought against each other. In the heavy rain, it was like a funeral song of grief. They approached the center of the square and the corpse carrying troop of Xu Longxiang.
Hundreds of thousands of people welcomed them. Xu Longxiang was excited and proud of being a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Peak. But when he thought of the truth, it immediately turned into fear. "If this matter is leaked, I won't be able to appease their anger even if my body and soul are destroyed." "But as long as I guide and use them well, the one who will be destroyed will be that bastard Yan!" "Longhua, just you wait. I will avenge you!"
Thinking of his younger brother, Xu Longhua, his fear turned into motivation. He pushed away the fellow disciples who were holding umbrellas for him and knelt down in the heavy rain. He said to Feng Jiu, who was also drenched in the rain, "Eldest Brother, Yan Li led his subordinates to intercept us at the Ninth Heaven Hanging River. Senior Brother Lei fought to the death. You must uphold justice for us!"
More than eighteen thousand disciples of the Thunder Department threw away their black umbrellas and knelt down, shouting, "Eldest Brother, please uphold justice!"
Feng Jiu stopped and stared at Xu Longxiang with sharp eyes. Under the protection of more than ten black umbrellas, two sailors carried a stretcher to his side. He slowly lifted the white cloth, revealing Lei Yan's deathly pale face. He continued to lift the white cloth. There was a fatal sword wound on his chest, but the rest of his body was intact. The broken sword was placed on his chest like a tombstone.
"Xu Longxiang, why did you only arrive today?"
Feng Jiu covered the body again and walked to Xu Longxiang. He grabbed his shirt and said word by word, "You'd better tell me how this happened. I want to know the details. If you tell me any lies, I will crush your bones and scatter your ashes!" Frost suddenly appeared in the rain, and the curtain of rain was blocked to a certain extent.
The Sword Realm. One sword light froze nineteen provinces.
At this moment, no one noticed that Feng Jiu had the strength to grab Xu Longxiang.
The sudden silence made Xu Longxiang's heart feel as if it was exposed to the sun. Many secrets seemed to have nowhere to hide, and the great pressure made him throw all the lies he had fabricated in advance into Java. When he heard the words "crush my bones and scatter my ashes", his mood fluctuated violently. "I, Xu Longxiang, like Lei Yan, am your Junior Brother, Feng Jiu. I have always admired you. Why do you treat me like this?" Because of all these reasons, he yelled loudly to vent the fear in his heart, "Yan Li did it! Yan Li did it! I have proof!" He took out the Shadow Sphere and injected his genuine Qi into it. As expected, the scene of Yan Li killing Lei Yan appeared.
It was the first time for the members of the Thunder Department to see such a scene. With the irrefutable evidence in front of them, they became even crazier. Everyone's eyes turned red, and they were waiting for Feng Jiu's approval to rush down to the mortal world and tear Yan Li into pieces. Even the disciples who were not members of the Thunder Department yelled with righteous indignation.
"Please order us to kill Yan Li!"
Wu Qi heard the clamor and knew that it was impossible to stop it. He hurriedly whispered to Feng Jiu, "Eldest Senior Brother, we can't hesitate now. Whether it's true or not, it's right to organize a crusade first …"
"Wait." Just then, a voice abruptly cut in and interrupted the clamor. The newcomer could suppress the whole crowd with his voice in Feng Jiu's swordsmanship realm. It was self-evident that the newcomer had a profound cultivation. The crowd parted, and a thin old man with a long beard stepped into the field. His hands were hidden in his robe sleeves.
His back was slightly hunched, and his eyes were narrowed into slits. No one could tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Greetings, Dean." The disciples hurriedly saluted the old man. Feng Jiu just looked at them coldly.
The newcomer was the Dean of the Law Enforcement Department, Yang Qiusheng. Behind him were Chang Maochun, the Hearing Officer, and the others. Yang Qiusheng said with a smile, "Little Jiu, please don't blame me for overstepping my authority. The most important thing now is to seal off the Pillar of Heavens Mountains to prevent anyone from sneaking down to the mortal world to send a message. — Wu Qi. "
"Yes, Disciple." Wu Qi had no choice but to step forward.
"Bring people to seal off the mountain immediately. Remember, don't let anyone escape." Yang Qiusheng ordered.
Wu Qi looked at Feng Jiu. Feng Jiu shook his head and said, "Uncle Master, this has nothing to do with overstepping my authority. It's about trust. I believe there are no traitors in the sect! "
"Can you guarantee that? What if there are traitors? "Yang Qiusheng asked with a smile.
Chang Maochun shouted, "Wu Qi, you know the consequences of disobeying the Law Enforcement Department!"
Wu Qi was not only the Dean, but also the Vice Leader of Heaven. As Feng Jiu's right-hand man, he was well aware of the factions in the sect. The Law Enforcement Department had always been opposing Feng Jiu, the Acting Hierarch. This move was to purposely transfer the members of Heaven away so that Feng Jiu would be isolated and helpless. At this time, even if he had to disobey the Law Enforcement Department, he could not agree.
"Go." Unexpectedly, Feng Jiu suddenly agreed.
"Eldest Senior Brother!" Wu Qi was a little anxious.
"Carry out the order." Feng Jiu said.
Wu Qi gritted his teeth. He had no choice but to organize the members of Heaven to seal off the mountain. Feng Jiu then said, "Uncle Master, if there's a first, there's a second. What other rules do the Law Enforcement Department have? Why don't you bring them up together?"
Yang Qiusheng smiled and said, "Little Jiu, you child, I only used your people to seal off the mountain. Why do you have such an attitude towards me? If there's a first, there's a second. This is a matter of course. Otherwise, I wouldn't have stood up and said anything. As for the second, we can't just rely on a Shadow-Retaining Ball to determine that the murderer is Yan Li. — — Longxiang, just like Little Jiu said, you have to explain the process in detail. For example, how did you get the Shadow-Retaining Ball and how did you survive Yan Li's attack. "
Seeing Chang Maochun's encouraging gaze, Xu Longxiang became excited and said, "Yes! This is what happened. That day, after we were stopped by Eldest Senior Brother while carrying out the Law Enforcement Department's orders, Senior Brother Lei and I decided to purchase some blood silk unique to the human world. That's why we were late by two days. Later, when we passed through the Nine Heavens Hanging River, we were heavily attacked halfway and the boat was destroyed on the spot. We discovered in the water that the people who attacked us were all experts from Swallow Fort. Senior Brother Lei protected us and finally reached the shore with great difficulty. However, we were stopped by the joint forces of Yan Li and Yan Chaoyang. The experts of Swallow Fort came out in full force. We really weren't their match … I don't know why, but Yan Li was very resentful towards me. In the process, he kept beating me until I fainted. It was Senior Brother Lei who risked his life to protect me … Later, he thought I was dead and buried … "At this point, his eyes turned red and he started to choke with sobs." Buried among the corpses of my fellow disciples, I vaguely saw Senior Brother Lei being defeated by Yan Li and the others. I hated myself for being so weak that I couldn't save Senior Brother Lei from the butcher knife of that dog Yan Li. This Shadow-Retaining Ball was something I bought to play with when I was purchasing blood silk. I didn't expect it to come in handy. It recorded the scene of that dog giving Senior Brother Lei a fatal blow … "
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