The Heavens: From Knowing Whether You Rule the World

Chapter 129: Trial by three factions!

The next day, early in the morning.

Zhang Xiaofan walked up slowly, step by step.

The higher he went, the heavier his heart became.

In the past, he was filled with joy when he arrived at Tongtian Peak.

This time, the unknown and inexplicable tension that enveloped him was very different.

What will be my ending?
In the Yuqing Palace of Tongtian Peak, a distant bell sounded, floating between the peaks.
At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, in a remote place, four people, three men and one woman, stood side by side, all quietly gazing at the majestic Qingyun Mountain.

For some of these people, this was their first time coming to Qingyun, while for others it was not their first time.

The Poison God looked at the misty and fairy-like Qingyun Mountain and suddenly smiled, as if he was feeling a little emotional. "In my lifetime, I have come to this place again."

The Ghost King smiled elegantly, with some flattery in his words, "With the senior in charge this time, it will be easy to destroy Qingyun in one fell swoop."

The Poison God is the oldest. When Tianchengzi was in charge of Qingyun, he attacked Qingyun.

Over the past hundred years, there have been rumors every day that this old man is seriously ill and about to die, but he is still alive and well.

Old but still alive, who knows how advanced this old guy’s cultivation has become?
The Poison God immediately shook his head and waved his hand, "Brother, why are you making fun of an old man like me who is about to die? We have already agreed that Brother Yuyangzi will take charge of the overall situation.

To be honest, I didn’t want to come this time, but if I didn’t come, the people of the Holy Church would laugh at me for being cowardly.

There was a lot of sighing in the Poison God's words, as if he was really about to die.

As he said this, he turned his head and looked at Yu Yangzi, the head of Changsheng Hall, and said, "Brother Yu Yangzi, this trip to Qingyun Mountain, I am counting on you!"

Yu Yangzi had eyebrows that reached his temples and was extremely handsome. He looked to be no more than thirty years old, and had a hint of nobility.

Changshengtang has always pursued immortality and often does things by any means necessary. It is a special existence even in the world of magic.

This time, the evil sect once again launched a large-scale attack on Qingyun Mountain, but Yu Yangzi was the leader.

The last person who was nominated as the leader of the demonic sect was the demonic genius Qiu Wangyu.

It is not easy for the demons to unite as one, let alone advance into Qingyun?

Once the attack on Qingyun is successful, Yu Yangzi will be the absolute leader of the evil world.

Yu Yangzi couldn't help but feel a little proud, and said with a smile: "Qingyun Sect has committed many evil deeds and has oppressed our Holy Church for hundreds of years. We must seek justice from them."

After saying this, he looked at the woman who had been standing there quietly, the only female leader among the four major sects, the Three Wonderful Fairies of the Hehuan Sect, and said, "Later, we will also see the fairy's miraculous Taoism."

The Hehuan Sect has always had a bad reputation. As the leader of the Hehuan Sect, Fairy Sanmiao is extremely beautiful, but she does not look lewd at all. Her face is pale and she wears no makeup. Instead, she has a kind of icy and otherworldly beauty.

The Three Wonderful Fairies smiled faintly and said, "You three are all top figures in the Holy Church, far better than me. Now that you have all made a vow before the Holy Mother, please do not disappoint me."

The three of them looked at each other and nodded sincerely, "That will certainly be the case."

At this time, the Poison God suddenly said: "Ah, the sun is out."

Several people looked towards Qingyun Mountain together. A red sun was shining brightly and slowly rising from the top of Qingyun Mountain in the distance, spreading its sunshine to the world.

The four of them looked at each other, then walked slowly forward, their shadows stretching far into the distance.

Above the main hall, the lit agarwood candles were burning silently, with a wisp of light smoke floating up.

On the main seat, the highly respected Taoist Master Daoxuan, who had an immortal demeanor, was sitting in meditation. On a small coffee table beside him was a short black stick, which was a fire stick.

Next to the fire stick was a rather inconspicuous piece of jade. I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but the stone happened to be in the shape of a long strip.

The row on the left hand side is full of the heads of various branches of Qingyun Sect, and the rest of the elders and elite disciples are either sitting or standing.

Chu Hong, Qi Hao, Lu Xueqi, Lin Jingyu
On the right, there were a few kind monks, a dignified middle-aged man in a red robe, and some elite disciples dressed in similar attire, some standing and some sitting.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the people he knew and didn't know, slowly walked to the center of the hall, and stood there alone.

Daoxuan looked at the young man who seemed a little nervous and fearful, and sighed deeply.

Is this the orphan from Cao Miao Village who had average talent and mediocre qualifications?
"Zhang Xiaofan."

"The disciple is here."

Daoxuan nodded slightly, "These are all masters of my righteous way. This time they are here for you. This is Master Puhong from Tianyin Temple, Master Pukong, and Senior Shangguan Ce from Fenxiang Valley."

As the host, he naturally could not be rude. Daoxuan introduced in detail who were the people involved in the trial.

The person on the left saw the interrogation begin, and Cangsong moved his sleeves subtly, using a little bit of true energy to stimulate the seven-tailed centipede.

The seven-tailed centipedes are divided into male and female, and there is also one on the side of the Poison God.

If only his arm is stimulated, the Poison God's arm will also be stimulated.

Generally speaking, the seven-tailed centipede can only be stimulated by hurting it or releasing its toxins.

When the Poison God saw this, he must have thought that Daoxuan was poisoned and rushed over.

Almost at the same time, Qi Hao received Cangsong's hint, walked out of the hall from the side, and went to release the Qingyun magic circle.

"Zhang Xiaofan, I'm going to ask you a few questions. You have to answer truthfully."

"Yes."

"First, fellow Taoist from Tianyin Temple, please correct me. You used the secret method of Tianyin Temple, [Great Brahma Prajna], which is not passed down in Liubo Mountain. Is it true or false?"

Having said that, Daoxuan glanced slightly at Puhong.

Once Cangsong's affairs are clarified, the affairs of Caomiao Village will easily come to light. Since Cangsong did not do it, it must have been done by Puzhi.

However, those old bald donkeys are really tolerant and can really let things go.

"Yes."

Zhang Xiaofan knew there was nothing to refute, so he admitted it.

"what?"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people were shocked, especially those from Tianyin Temple who were the most excited.

Hmm. Puhong and Fashang remained motionless and silent.

Daoxuan frowned slightly, his expression solemn, and glanced at the monk Puhong of Tianyin Temple. He saw that he closed his eyes and his face was slightly cold.

"Some people say that there is a blood-sucking bead of the Demon Cult on your black stick. Is that true?"

"Yes."

Daoxuan, who had originally looked calm, immediately became gloomy. He didn't care about the matter of Dafan Prajna at all, but this blood-sucking bead...
If this thing is real, then it would be truly magical!
The key point is that there are indeed some rumors about Zhang Xiaofan and the evil cult witch Bi Yao.

The matter of Mahābrāhma and Prajna is one thing, and the matter of communicating with the devil is another.

Zhang Xiaofan's Brahma Prajna had an innocent origin and was a victim, but that doesn't mean his connection with the devil can be taken lightly.

Especially... A joint trial of three factions! Daoxuan frowned. It would be difficult for anyone in his position.

"Where did this blood-sucking bead come from?"

Zhang Xiaofan's face changed, he lowered his head and said nothing.

"Evil creature, don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you don't speak up!"

Daoxuan was slightly angry and knew nothing about anything. Is this an interrogation?

Zhang Xiaofan's body trembled, his expression complicated, but when he thought of the oath he made, he didn't say a word.

"Master, calm down."

Chu Hong sighed and looked towards Tianyin Temple. "Are the people from Tianyin Temple just going to watch like this?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the people from Tianyin Temple all changed. The monk Puhong who was sitting in meditation also opened his eyes slightly, with a complicated expression.

"What does this mean, Chu Xiaoyou?"

Monk Fakong was a little confused, as he was one of the most excited people.

Chu Hong didn't look at him, but looked at Pu Hong, and smiled inexplicably, "What does Pu Hong Divine Monk mean?"

"Ah, ghost, ghost! Ghost!"

A heart-wrenching scream was heard, and an inexplicable chill was felt in the hall.

When everyone looked closely, they saw that it was Song Daren who was supporting a middle-aged man who seemed to be demented.

The middle-aged man turned pale, pointed at Pukong, and screamed, "Ghost, ghost! Ghost!"

The cry was so miserable that it made people feel a chill in their hearts.

Pukong was panicked and quickly denied it, "Don't point your finger at me, I am not a ghost at all."

The middle-aged man looked at this scene, as if he was frightened, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes tightly closed. He was extremely terrified, "Ghost, ghost killed people, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

As soon as these words came out, a haze silently enveloped the hall. Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu stood up and looked towards Pukong.

This kind of accusation is too obvious.

The monk killed someone!

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't stop trembling. He thought of a possibility, which was the only possibility.

But when he thought about the fact that he was keeping his oath for that person, his heart couldn't stop aching. Deep in his eyes, there was a faint red light. On the coffee table in front of Daoxuan, the Soul Eater seemed to sense its master's heart and responded with a faint glow.

As everyone stared at him, Pukong felt flustered and said angrily, "I don't even know him!"

Lin Jingyu, who was always upright, stared at Pukong with an unusually fierce look that made people shudder.

The people from Qingyun Sect also cast their eyes on several people, and their faces changed slightly. The Caomiao Village tragedy that year was no secret.

"He, why did you say it was you?"

Lin Jingyu asked the questions word by word, and the hatred in his eyes was visible to the naked eye.

However, there was a hint of clarity in his eyes, different from Zhang Xiaofan's confusion.

Pukong was about to argue, but a Buddhist chant stopped him.

Tianyin Temple--Puhong!

Pu Hong sighed deeply, stood up immediately, and whispered in a painful tone:
"Amitabha, if you sow evil, you will reap evil results. Sin, sin!"

In an instant, the whole place was silent, and some of the excited monks were filled with disbelief.

Pukong was originally the most excited, but now he was a little bit unbelievable, and said in a hoarse voice: "Abbot, what did you say?"

Pu Hong sighed and sat down again. "Faxiang, there is no need to hide anything. Please tell us about the mistake you made that year! It was indeed Junior Brother Pu Zhi who made the mistake. Today, we must not wrongly accuse Donor Zhang."

When Zhang Xiaofan heard this, his head started buzzing. An inexplicable voice pulled at his heart, pulling him towards somewhere else.

"Back then, the people who massacred Caomiao Village at the foot of Qingyun Sect were indeed from our Tianyin Temple."

"what?!"

In an instant, expressions of horror and shock filled the entire place, and shouts of anger exploded. Even some of the leaders of Qingyun Sect were filled with disbelief.

Lin Jingyu's eyes widened with anger, and he drew out the Dragon Slaying Sword. Green light rippled and the sword's edge appeared.

Zhang Xiaofan stood quietly, his heart suddenly sank. An ancient, familiar and cold feeling, a strong bloody and murderous aura, surged and roared up!

Everything turned into nothingness, the world was dark, without any color
The Dharma Image said slowly, "The murderer is my uncle, Pu Zhi, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple."

"The Blood-sucking Pearl was found accidentally by Master Puzhi in the Western Swamp."

"Master Puzhi was originally compassionate to the gods, but he was corrupted by the blood-sucking pearl."

"This is how it is. It's all Uncle Puzhi's fault. Seniors from Qingyun Sect, please don't blame him!"

Daoxuan nodded in understanding, and was about to speak when a low, miserable laugh was heard.

"Blame?"

“Who’s to blame me?”

The stranger's sneer was extremely cold, hiding endless hatred.

Zhang Xiaofan slowly raised his head, his eyes were completely red and blood-like, terrifying, staring at the Dharma image.

Zhang Xiaofan was filled with murderous intent, the muscles on his face were twisted and he looked extremely ferocious.

On the coffee table, the Soul-Eating Creature seemed to be reborn and instantly fell into his hand, emitting a bright green light mixed with a black aura.

"Junior Brother Zhang, throw away this evil thing, you..."

"Hahaha"

Zhang Xiaofan laughed miserably towards the sky, his expression was sad and desolate.

"What is justice? What is the right path? You have always lied to me. I have struggled all my life and would keep his secret even if I died. But, what am I?"

"Who am I?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the sky, the shrill sound was thrilling.

When Fashang saw this scene, he immediately rushed forward to stop Zhang Xiaofan from becoming a demon.

At this moment, an open-minded voice sounded:

"Old friend Daoxuan, long time no see!"

(End of this chapter)