Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 555
Liu Xiaotong nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "Elder Zhao, I think it's all right."

After a pause, he said: "Abolish Ling Feng's cultivation base. As for the punishment he will receive next, I think it should be decided by the superiors. After all, this guy once tried to murder you in the Kunlun Secret Realm. , even if you killed him, it is justified."

Liu Xiaotong, whose cultivation level was abolished by Headmaster Ling Feng, actually wished that he could be killed directly in his heart, that would be refreshing, but Liu Xiaotong knew that Zhao Yifan's way of abolishing Headmaster Ling Feng was the best.

After all, the Xuanmen Administration Bureau is different from the Xuanmen world, and cannot act arbitrarily. It is the most correct way to hand over the head teacher Ling Feng to the approval agency that is responsible for the crimes committed by practitioners.

According to what Headmaster Ling Feng did, nine times out of ten, he would be sentenced to death, so there is no need to kill him here.

"Forget it, I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty if I kill such a shameless person."

Zhao Yifan condescendingly cast a condescending glance at the pale-faced Headmaster Ling Feng, his gaze fell on Yuan Zhen and the others in the distance, and said flatly, "Yuan Zhen, you should abolish your cultivation."

"what?"

Yuan Zhen and other inner disciples were shocked when they heard Zhao Yifan's words.

"What? Didn't I say it clearly enough?"

Zhao Yifan said lightly, "Do you want me to do it myself?"

Yuan Zhen and the others instantly turned ashen, their eyes filled with despair.

Suddenly, Yuan Zhen suddenly moved his body and rushed towards the direction outside the mountain gate.

Yuan really won't be reconciled to abolishing his cultivation.

Even though he knew that the chances of escaping were very slim, he still had to try—what if the heavens took pity on him and let him escape by luck?

While running wildly, Yuan Zhen watched Zhao Yifan's actions in the distance from the corner of his eye. When he found that Zhao Yifan was just standing there with his hands behind his back, Yuan Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Humph!"

Zhao Yifan flicked his finger lightly.

Seeing his action, Yuan Zhen was horrified. Although he couldn't see clearly what Zhao Yifan had done, he still jumped into the air without hesitation—no matter what it was, it was always right to dodge it.

however.

At the same time that Yuanzhen jumped up, he felt a slight pain in his body, and immediately, there was a soft chirping sound, and the spiritual energy in the sea of ​​Qi, like a dam breaking its embankment, surged wildly outward.

Yuanzhen's body seemed to weigh a thousand catties in an instant, and fell from mid-air, staggered to the ground, his face was ashen, "I...I..."

"Hmph, do you still want to run in front of Elder Zhao?"

Liu Xiaotong looked at Yuanzhen with contempt: "It's really ridiculous!"

"You guys, do you want to try to escape like him, or be more conscious?"

Zhao Yifan's eyes fell on the remaining pale and trembling inner disciples. He had seen these people in the Kunlun Secret Realm before.

Among the people who ambushed and chased him back then, there were these inner disciples.

"I...I, I..."

Swept by Zhao Yifan's cold gaze, a Kunlun sect disciple's lips trembled, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"Never mind."

Zhao Yifan said lightly: "Seeing that you can't do it yourself, then I will help you." As he said, he flicked and flicked his fingers, and a spiritual energy was like an invisible "air needle". It pierced the sea of ​​qi of this Kunlun sect inner disciple.

"what……"

He screamed, his body swayed, he raised his hands tremblingly, looked at it, and suddenly threw himself on the ground and burst into tears!

This time, Zhao Yifan and Liu Xiaotong really did not expect it.

Shaking his head, Zhao Yifan suddenly remembered that in the secret realm of Kunlun, before his death, Elder He raised his power and used the treasure of the Qingcheng faction to slay the demon sword, attracting those white people who rushed towards Zhao Yifan. A zombie's attention.

"...Elder Zhao, run quickly, remember to promise us to help the Qingcheng faction..."

Elder He's last words before his death rang faintly in Zhao Yifan's ears, and then it became the wailing sound of this inner disciple of the Kunlun School.

Zhao Yifan sighed lightly, both are practitioners, but the gap between the two is unexpectedly so large.

The remaining inner disciples of the Kunlun Sect had pale faces without a trace of blood. They glanced at each other, and they all saw the despair in each other's eyes. They raised their hands and gritted their teeth, but no one could help. Let's start, abolish your cultivation.

This is really too difficult for them.

When Zhao Yifan saw this, he didn't show mercy at all. He flicked his fingers a few times, and a few spirit energy flew out. Disappeared from them without a trace.

In just a few minutes, Headmaster Ling Feng, who seemed to have aged several decades, sat on the ground, staring blankly at this scene, a trace of resentment flashed in the depths of his eyes, but then, it became relieved.

Even, it seems that there is such a glimmer of joy.

This made Liu Xiaotong very surprised.

"There are a few of you."

After abolishing the cultivation bases of those inner disciples, Zhao Yifan looked at Yuan Fang and other outer disciples.

"Senior, forgive me!"

Seeing this, Yuan Fang was shocked. He had been shocked by what was happening right now. Within the Kunlun Sect, from the headmaster to the inner disciples, everyone's cultivation had been abolished by Zhao Yifan. The Kunlun School has opened its door for thousands of years, which is unique!
Yuan Fang's legs softened, and he knelt down involuntarily, and the outer disciples beside him also knelt on the ground in unison, begging repeatedly: "Senior, please forgive me."

Zhao Yifan's eyes were indifferent, without the slightest emotion, and he slowly swept across Yuan Fang and the others.

Every outer disciple, whenever he glanced at them, would tremble uncontrollably.

"Director Liu, Director Liu."

Yuanfang suddenly saw Liu Xiaotong not far away, and his heart was agitated, as if seeing a savior, he crawled from the ground to Liu Xiaotong's side, hugged his leg, and repeatedly begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry , I was the one to die just now, I was the one to die, please, let me live." As he said, he slapped himself hard and hard.

After several slaps, Yuanfang's cheeks became swollen, as if someone had forced a big steamed bun into his mouth.

Liu Xiaotong was stunned, and immediately, he had a feeling of irony, the Yuanfang in front of him, who was showing off his power in front of his eyes not long ago, is now kneeling at his feet like a bereaved dog begging for mercy.

The changes and contrasts during this period have changed too fast!
Looking back, Liu Xiaotong snorted in disgust, kicked Yuanfang who was hugging his leg, and fell to the ground.

In fact, after Liu Xiaotong's cultivation base was abolished, he is completely an ordinary person right now, while Yuan Fang is still a practitioner at the fifth level of Qi Refining. No pain, no itching, no reaction.

But Yuan Fang took advantage of the situation and fell to the ground, looked at Liu Xiaotong with pitiful and flattering eyes, and begged: "Director Liu, you are the director of the Xuanmen Administration Bureau, you can't sit idly by."

Liu Xiaotong didn't even bother to talk to him, and said coldly, "Get lost!"

"Kunlun faction head teacher Ling Feng is from the Taoist sect. In the secret realm of Kunlun, he watched his fellow Taoist disciples die. He just turned a blind eye to it. On the contrary, he also saw Bao with evil intentions, trying to kill and seize the treasure."

Zhao Yifan said in a deep voice, "Not only that, Director Liu entered the Kunlun School's mountain gate, and his cultivation level was abolished..."

"Elder Zhao."

Liu Xiaotong hastily interjected: "There is also a disciple from Penglai Xiandao who was also killed by Yuan Zhen from the Kunlun Sect just now. I brought him here. I originally asked him to be a witness, but instead he was slandered by the Kunlun Sect. The monster possessed me, and I killed it with a single sword."

Hearing his words, Yuan Zhen trembled and turned pale.

"Is there such a thing?"

Zhao Yifan was taken aback for a moment.

"Yes."

Liu Xiaotong nodded, looked at Yuan Fang coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Elder Zhao, the Kunlun School is completely rotten from top to bottom. They are no longer real practitioners, but have become cultivators." A cancer in the Taoist world, there is no need for such a sect to continue to exist."

"exactly."

Zhao Yifan nodded, taking it for granted, looked at the trembling outer disciples, and said indifferently: "You are not worthy of being practitioners for a long time because you are helping the evildoers, and there is no need for such a Kunlun sect to continue to exist. .”

His eyes fell on Lingquan Peak, a stone tablet that had been erected for an unknown number of years.

Mottled with moss on the stone tablet, it is full of the vicissitudes of time, and I don't know how many years it has been standing here.

There are three big characters of Kunlun School engraved on it.

The handwriting goes deep into the stele, flying dragons and phoenixes, with extraordinary momentum.

Zhao Yifan sighed. If the senior master who founded the Kunlun School knew what Ling Feng and others did, would he be pissed off once in the underground?
With a sway of his body, he appeared in front of the stele.

Master Ling Feng and the others looked at him subconsciously.

Zhao Yifan's hand fell on the stone tablet, sighed, and said lightly: "The three words Kunlun School will be removed from the Taoist world in the future!" The stone tablet with a history of [-] years was instantly turned into powder and scattered on the ground!
Headmaster Ling Feng's body was on the verge of falling, and he almost fell limp on the ground.

Zhao Yifan turned around, flicked his fingers a few more times, and abolished all the cultivation bases of Yuan Fang and other outer sect disciples. With his hands behind his back, he said flatly, "From today onwards, the Kunlun School will cease to exist!"

Liu Xiaotong sighed, he didn't have any objection to Zhao Yifan's decision, on the contrary, he thought it was right.

Glancing at Headmaster Ling Feng and the others, Liu Xiaotong said in a deep voice, "Everyone, please."

Headmaster Ling Feng stood up unsteadily, moved his heavy steps, and walked out slowly.

When passing by Liu Xiaotong, Liu Xiaotong couldn't hold back, and asked in a deep voice: "Ling Feng, as the headmaster of the Kunlun School, you acted so greedy for life and fear of death just now, don't you think it's shameful?"

Headmaster Ling Feng faltered, looked at him, squeezed a flattering smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "Director Liu, ants are greedy for life, let alone human beings?"

Liu Xiaotong was taken aback for a moment, he realized that he was speechless, shook his head, and spit on the ground, feeling ashamed of him in his heart.

"Director Liu, I know you look down on me."

Master Ling Feng guessed what he was thinking, and whispered, "But, I just want to say, it's better to be alive than dead, right?"

(End of this chapter)