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Chapter 4327

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"Oh, I'm not a disciple of the Purple Pure Palace. I'm here today to see Spiritual Master Zi Yang."

Ning Qi smiled.

"What?

You're not a disciple of the Purple Pure Palace? "

"Did you come here alone at such a young age?

How did you get up the mountain? "

"Do you know what kind of place the Purple Pure Palace is?

How could a random person dare to barge in without saying a word! "

The group of teenagers talked at once and looked at Ning Qi with unkind eyes.

"Let's go. Take him to see Spiritual Master Zi Yue and find out his identity."

"Wait."

The leading teenager waved his hand and looked at Ning Qi. "You're here to see Spiritual Master Zi Yang?"

"Yes."

"You know Spiritual Master Zi Yang?"

The leading teenager's eyes showed a touch of suspicion.

"I'm from the Ning Mansion of Yanqing City. I've seen Spiritual Master Zi Yang twice."

Ning Qi smiled.

Ning Mansion of Yanqing City?

The group of teenagers' expressions suddenly changed. One of them hesitantly asked, "Is it the Yanqing City where Ning Yanqing and Ning Yandong are from?"

"Yes."

Ning Qi nodded with a smile.

The group of teenagers' expressions suddenly became a little strange. The leading teenager said, "Although I don't know how you came here, since you're from the Ning Mansion of Yanqing City, you're not a spy. But you did break the rules by entering the Purple Pure Palace. According to reason, even if I don't send you to see Spiritual Master Zi Yue, I have to see Spiritual Master Zi Yang."

"But …" Ning Qi smiled.

"But you can see them together today. Ning Yanqing and Ning Yandong hurt a fellow disciple and are now being punished. Spiritual Master Zi Yang and Spiritual Master Zi Yue are present."

The leading teenager smiled.

"Yan Qing and Yan Dong hurt a fellow disciple?"

Ning Qi frowned slightly.

"If you want to know the reason, come with us."

The leading teenager smiled faintly and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Ning Qi also followed. He could already sense two familiar auras, most likely coming from Ning Yanqing and Ning Yandong. Their auras were relatively stable.

"Do you two know your crime?"

Taoist Master Ziyue was dressed in a purple robe, and her eyes were full of solemnity. She was tall and slender, and even the Taoist robe could not hide her figure. In the Purple Pure Palace, she had always been pursued by many people of the same generation.

Spiritual Master Zi Yang was no exception. However, he was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. Instead, he stared angrily at the two figures kneeling before him.

Ning Yanqing and Ning Yandong.

These two people were the disciples that he had just accepted into the sect recently. They had spiritual roots and their postures were decent. If they were properly nurtured, it wouldn't be a problem for them to advance to the 6th layer of the Aura Refining Stage or above in the future.

But he didn't expect that not long after entering the Purple Pure Palace, the two of them would cause a big disaster. They actually seriously injured a disciple that the Palace Master had just accepted, and even his spiritual root might not be preserved.

Right now, the Palace Master was treating the disciple's injuries. Whether or not the disciple's Spiritual Root could be preserved would only be known after a while.

"Martial Aunt Ziyue, we are innocent."

Ning Yanqing stared straight at Zi Yue, not a trace of fear in his eyes.

Ning Yandong clenched his fists, the anger still lingering on his face.

"You still dare to say that you are innocent? Senior Brother Zi Yang, the disciples you accepted have quite a temper. We all saw how badly Zhang Xian was beaten up just now. These two people have just advanced to the 1st layer of the Aura Refining Stage, yet they can beat up a fellow disciple so heavily. What will happen in a few years?"

A Taoist with a protruding mouth and ape-like cheeks sneered.

"The matter hasn't been clarified yet. We don't know whether it's their fault or not. How can you conclude that it's their fault?"

Spiritual Master Zi Yang was instantly furious.

Spiritual Master Zi Yue glanced at him, then looked at Ning Yanqing and Ning Yandong. She said lightly, "You said that you're not wrong. I'll give you a chance to explain."

Ning Yanqing immediately said, "Zhang Xian has just entered the Purple Pure Palace, but relying on the fact that he is the pro-disciple of the Palace Lord, he constantly humiliated us brothers. Even the medicinal pills given to us by Master were taken away by him. We endured it once or twice, but just now, he actually insulted our mother. Yan Dong was furious, so he dealt a heavy blow to him. This matter is Zhang Xian's fault. Martial Aunt, please make a decision!"

"The matter is clear. It's Zhang Xian who bullied us."

Spiritual Master Zi Yang immediately said.

"Empty words. Do you have any evidence?

If someone saw what Zhang Xian did and testified for you, then even if the Palace Master blames you, I can guarantee your safety. But if there is no evidence and you hurt a fellow disciple, not only will you be expelled from the sect, but you will also be crippled of your cultivation method and Spiritual Root. You will never be able to enter the Immortal Sect again! "

Spiritual Master Zi Yue said lightly.

Evidence?

Ning Yanqing quickly looked at the Purple Pure Palace disciples around him. Several of them were Spiritual Master Zi Yang's disciples and also their Senior Brothers. They all saw how arrogant and domineering Zhang Xian was.

However, as Ning Yanqing's eyes swept over them, these people lowered their heads or looked away. They had no intention of standing up to testify for the two.

They were not fools.

The Palace Master must be furious when the two of them hurt Zhang Xian.

If they testified for the two at this moment, who could guarantee that they would not be bullied in the future?

The Immortal Sect was so cruel. One wrong step would lead to many wrong steps. There was no right or wrong, only whose fist was harder and whose cultivation was stronger! "Oh, no one can testify for you. You obviously hurt Zhang Xian and want to slander him!"

The Taoist with a protruding mouth and ape-like chin sneered.

At this time, everyone suddenly raised their heads and looked out of the hall. They saw an old man walking slowly into the hall, followed by a boy about seven years old.

The boy's face was pale and his footsteps were weak.

"Palace Master."

Everyone quickly stood up and saluted.

The old man nodded slightly.

"How is Zhang Xian's injury?"

Perfected Zi Yang asked immediately.

The boy glanced at him, then looked at Ning Yanqing and his brother who were kneeling on the ground. A trace of resentment flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"I treated him in time and Zhang Xian's Spirit Root is saved. However, he will have to spend half a year recuperating before he can start cultivating again."

The old man said lightly.

Perfected Zi Yang heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, the old man looked at Perfected Zi Yue. "Have you figured out what happened?"

Perfected Zi Yue repeated what Ning Yanqing and his brother had said and then looked at Zhang Xian with a sharp gaze.

"Zhang Xian, is what they said true?

If you really bullied them repeatedly, then this matter is your fault. "

"Master, I have just entered the Purple Pure Palace. How dare I bully Ning Yanqing and his brother?

It's clear that they're relying on the fact that they entered the sect a few days earlier than me to join hands to humiliate me. They even dealt such a heavy blow to me! "

Zhang Xian looked at Ning Yanqing and his brother and said while gritting his teeth.

The two of them were furious when they saw him inverting right and wrong.

"In that case, Zi Yue, how do you think we should deal with this?"

The old man said lightly.

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