Everyone immediately felt a strong sense of oppression coming from the small seal.
The few Immortal Emperor Realm Elders trembled and almost knelt on the ground.
Zhao Yuande also felt that he couldn't take it. If Zhang Ling didn't stand in front of him, he would be in a worse state than the few Elders.
"This … This is Master's personal item!" Fourth Senior Brother's eyes were filled with shock. Then, he knelt down in front of the small seal and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times.
Sixth Senior Brother's eyes were also filled with shock. He quickly knelt down as well.
Song Taishang and a large group of elders behind him also knelt down.
After the three bows and nine kowtows, everyone slowly got up.
"Song Yuanlin, you disrespected your teacher and the Palace Lord. You should be punished! Your life will be shortened by a hundred thousand years! " Sixth Senior Brother stretched out his hand and Song Yuanlin felt an irresistible force restraining him.
"No … Sixth Senior Uncle, don't! I was wrong … Palace Lord, I was wrong! "Song Yuanlin's face was pale as he begged Zhang Ling for mercy.
"Hmph! What were you doing earlier! "The Lord Turtle on Zhao Yuande's shoulder bared its teeth and said in a low voice.
"Shut up!" Zhao Yuande glared at the Lord Turtle and said, "Be careful with your words in front of these powerful beings!"
The Lord Turtle shut its mouth, afraid that it would say something that it shouldn't.
Song Yuanlin's scream didn't soften the Sixth Elder's heart, nor did it make Zhang Ling's expression better.
Soon, Song Yuanlin's body bent down as if he had suddenly aged.
Although this guy's cultivation had reached the Supreme-Being Realm, he had lived for tens of thousands of years. There was no way for him to improve his cultivation in this lifetime. Naturally, his lifespan had also reached a point where it couldn't be improved. Now that he had lost a hundred thousand years, even his cultivation had almost regressed.
"Huff, huff!" Song Yuanlin panted heavily as he glared fiercely at Zhao Yuande.
He didn't dare to provoke Zhang Ling anymore. He didn't expect Zhang Ling to take out the old Palace Master's imperial seal. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here so easily.
He didn't dare to resent his two Martial Uncles, and the Palace Lord made him even more fearful. He could only place all his resentment on Zhao Yuande.
"Martial Uncles, this disciple has already accepted the punishment! And shouldn't the Palace Lord's disciple also … "Song Yuanlin looked at Zhao Yuande.
"Junior Brother Zhang! Palace Head Zhang! You should be satisfied now, right? Shouldn't your disciple do the same? "Sixth Senior Brother looked at Zhang Ling with dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"Yeah! Brother Zhang, as the Palace Lord of Bajing Palace, you should put righteousness before family! Otherwise, the Bajing Palace will be in chaos! "The middle-aged man, who looked somewhat similar to Si Tuya, glanced at Zhao Yuande and said faintly.
"That's right! Should he be punished for his wrongdoings? Is the Bajing Palace so unbearable? " Monk Jingang said in a muffled voice. "Otherwise, the Extreme Yang Buddha Sect will look down on you!"
"You want to punish me?" At this time, Zhao Yuande simply walked out and stood in front of everyone with a faintly discernible smile on his face.
"Yuande … You …" Zhang Ling wanted to stop Zhao Yuande, but when he saw him smiling faintly at him with a face full of confidence, he couldn't help but shut his mouth again.
He knew that this disciple was very independent and very smart. He also had a great opportunity. He would let him deal with it first. If he couldn't, he would take action.
"That's right! As a disciple of Bajing Palace, you messed up the harmonious relationship between Bajing Palace and the Daewoo Dynasty. You should be punished! "Sixth Senior Brother said coldly.
"You disrespected your elders and didn't salute your elders. You should be punished too!" Fourth Senior Brother's face was also very ugly.
"You two should first figure out whether I am a disciple of Bajing Palace or not!" Zhao Yuande looked at his two uncles with a faint smile.
"You! Do you want to deceive your master and betray your ancestors? " Fourth Senior Brother's face changed greatly. He pointed at Zhang Ling and shouted angrily, "Junior Brother, is this the good disciple you accepted? You can deal with it yourself! "
"Don't be angry. I haven't finished speaking. It's not a good habit to interrupt people!" Zhao Yuande waved his hand at Zhang Ling. "Master, don't be anxious! Listen to me! "
"Humph! I don't believe that you can say anything else! You don't even recognize your sect. What credibility do you have left? "Sixth Senior Brother snorted coldly.
"When I was apprenticed to my master, I was only in the Mortal World. At that time, my master only accepted me as his disciple. He didn't say that he wanted me to enter Bajing Palace!" Zhao Yuande was not anxious. He said slowly, "And even now, even now, I haven't been officially accepted into the sect! Master, don't you think so? And if I want to enter Bajing Palace, don't I need to have an apprenticeship ceremony or an initiation ceremony? Especially for me, the only pro-disciple of the Palace Master, who is likely to take over the position of the Palace Master in the future. Don't I need a grand ceremony to enter the sect? But there are no such things. So now I am only temporarily living in Bajing Palace. I haven't really become a member of Bajing Palace! "
The two old men's faces were gloomy. Although Zhao Yuande's words were a little unreasonable, they couldn't refute him. He had reason and evidence, and it was true.
The identity of a pro-disciple of the Palace Master couldn't be admitted casually. It required a lot of investigation and testing!
"Since you are Brother Zhang's disciple, you are a disciple of Bajing Palace. Is there any doubt?" Brother Situ said lightly at this time.
When Song Yuanlin heard his words, he immediately echoed, "Brother Situ is right!"
"How dare you! Senior Situ calls my master Brother Zhang, but you call Senior Situ brother. Do you want to be brothers with my master? You are treacherous! "Zhao Yuande shouted and scolded Song Yuanlin.
"No … No! I didn't mean that. I really didn't mean that. Uncles, please investigate! "Song Yuanlin had just lost a hundred thousand years of his life, so he was already frightened.
"Hmph! Who knows if you mean that or not? If you make a mistake, you should be punished! "Zhao Yuande looked at the two old men." You won't cover up for him, right? "
"Bang!"
Sixth Senior Brother slapped Song Yuanlin's chest, causing him to stagger. A terrifying force wreaked havoc in his body.
"Ah!" Song Yuanlin screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood. A purple gas rose from the top of his head.
"Bang!" Song Yuanlin lay on the ground like a dead dog, and the breath in his body dropped.
"Sixth Senior Uncle … You … You destroyed my Donglai Purple Qi!" Song Yuanlin howled in despair!
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