The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

On the top of the Rebirth Cliff, there was silence, and Qing Lingzong was stunned.

In order to protect the knotted hair, Shen Liuxiang quarreled with the sect master in the Lingxiao Hall, and even to the point of cutting the robe and breaking the righteousness and betraying the sect, the sect master was relieved.

Today, he actually cut it off with his own hands, saying that he would never entangle Sword Sovereign again.

These words came out of the mouth of Shen Liuxiang, who had been obsessed with Ye Bingran for ten years, and the impact on everyone was no less shocking than that of the sky and the earth.

Ling Hua let Shen Liuxiang enter the Sifang Pond, also to teach him a lesson.

Seeing Ye Bingran as a ruthless sword cultivator as soon as possible, people don't care about him at all, and returning the forbidden technique with great fanfare is not just roasting Shen Liuxiang on the fire.

He wanted to make his friend suffer and wake up a little bit, but he didn't expect that Shen Liuxiang would cut off the blue silk bluntly, and did it neatly!

Ling Hua was so excited that his fingers trembled.

Shen Liuxiang stood at a high place, fine snow rustled on his shoulders, and the wind blew his hair quite messy.

"Can you help me?" Ling Yue held out his hand expressionlessly.

Shen Liuxiang's face was pale and looked bloodless, only the blood-stained lips were magnificently red, Ling Yue got closer, he felt that his breath was unsteady, and the spiritual energy around his body was very disordered.

How could it be possible to enter the Sifang Pond without incident? In the current situation, he is just trying to support it.

Shen Liuxiang clenched the hilt: "No need."

He was half-pretend, half-truth, the large and small wounds on his body were bleeding, and the pain made his whole body tremble, and he could hardly stand still.

But don't let others touch him, the soul protection clothes will be detected.

Shen Liuxiang's eyes flickered slightly, he raised his hand, and pointed his index finger to a teenager across the crowd, "Come and help me."

The sights from all directions came in an instant.

Zhou Xuanlan lowered his eyes, unable to see the emotion in his eyes, only his tone was rather stiff: "Yes, Master."

The matter of Yushen Jue is over, and Ye Bingran has no reason to stay. What's more, aside from Shen Liuxiang, he is the one who gets the most attention here.

Some people couldn't wait to see his expression.

He wanted to know how Shen Liuxiang reacted after that action.

They are all boring people, Ye Bing burns his sleeves and robes, and wants to take the disciples away.

At this time, someone stopped him: "Jianzun, wait."

Shen Liuxiang leaned halfway on his apprentice, regained his energy, and said loudly: "This gentleman has already received the punishment, and it's your turn."

Ye Bingran frowned, and the disciples of the Sword Sect behind him were the first to boil.

"Why does Jian Zun have to be punished, and what is the crime?"

"I just said that I won't entangle Jianzun, but I can't control it. It's ridiculous that the dignified Xianjun goes back on his word!"

Shen Liuxiang didn't explain much, just looked at Ling Yue: "Open the scroll in your hand."

Ling Yue frowned, realizing something.

The Royal God Art is a forbidden technique within the sect, and it has its own secret technique protection. Except for the sect master who can open the scroll, the rest who want to observe it can only forcibly break this technique by virtue of their cultivation.

At this time, he flipped his finger and opened the scroll easily. Obviously, someone broke the secret technique and read the Imperial God's Secret Art!

"what happened?"

Ling Hua's expression also changed slightly, his eyes sharply looking at Ye Bingran, "Jianzun doesn't mean that he hasn't moved."

Ye Bingran was stunned: "I really haven't opened it."

When the disciples in the door heard the words, they immediately countered: "You Qingling Zong, don't splash dirty water, it must have been opened by Shen Xianjun without authorization, and now come to slander our Sword Sovereign."

"Why do you say that Jianzun opened it, don't spit blood!"

Ling Hua's gaze fell on Shen Liuxiang again, the Imperial Magic is a forbidden technique to control one's mind, and it is not a trivial matter to be read by others.

"The scroll was not read by me, someone can testify,"

The wound hurts like a fire, Shen Liuxiang frowned, holding Zhou Xuanlan's fingers tightly, but there was a bit of stern expression on his face.

"Jianzun, let's talk about it."

Everyone looked at him, Ye Bingran closed his eyes slightly, and was silent for a while, "When Xianjun Shen handed it over to me, he specifically told me about the secret technique. At that time, the scroll was intact and the secret technique was still there."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

The scroll only passes through the hands of Shen Xianjun and Ye Jianzun, if it is not opened by Shen Xianjun, then only...

"Impossible, Jian Zun is not such a young person, and besides, if you really have the heart to observe, why send him back to Qingling, isn't he throwing himself into the net!"

"Could it be that Jian Zun is covering up Shen Xianjun?"

"... Might as well make me believe in Ye Jianzun's secret peeping technique."

Ling Yue walked to Ye Bing Ran with a serious face: "This matter is no trivial matter, Wang Jianzun explained clearly, have you lent the Royal God Secret Art to someone else."

Shen Liuxiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was curious about how Ye Bingran would answer, but no one in the book exposed the matter, so the fact that Ye Bingran briefly let Su Baiche keep the scroll was covered up.

"...Never." Ye Bingran replied.

Shen Liu smiled.

This is the treatment that the protagonist Su Baiche should have, and it can make a person who never lied break his precepts.

He turned to look at his apprentice: "If someone makes a mistake, will you protect him?"

Being leaned against by someone, Zhou Xuanlan still stood upright, and she heard the words and replied, "If you make a mistake, you should be punished, no matter who it is."

Shen Liuxiang didn't believe it: "If that person is Su Zhenren."

Zhou Xuanlan looked at him inexplicably: "Disciple doesn't know how Su Zhenren is different from others."

Su Zhenren is approachable, and is very good to the disciples in the sect, but he has no personal friendship with him.

Shen Liuxiang shook his head with an inscrutable expression.

still small.

If he grows up a little more, everyone else will have red eyes when they touch Su Bai Che in the future!

Ling Yue frowned and looked at Xianjun Ling Hua.

Since Ye Bingran couldn't tell anyone else, no matter whether he read the forbidden technique or not, he must take the responsibility.

The question is how to punish.

After all, Ye Bingran is the famous Beilun Sword Master, the big punishment is too much, Beilun will not let it go, and the small punishment is too easy.

"Using the Whiplash, one whip will shake the sky and cry the ghosts, and the name is loud enough," Ling Hua remembered something, "The one who holds the whip can control the power for a period of time, and the execution of Ye Bingran will be lighter at that time."

Ling Yue nodded: "Shang Ke, who will hold the whip?"

Ye Bingran is a direct disciple of Jianzhen Daoist, Beilun Jianzun, the person who punishes can't be arbitrary, and his identity must be comparable to him.

Ling Hua: "I'll come."

Although his master is not as good as Jianzhen Daoist, he still occupies the position of an immortal, and he is a person who can barely do it on the scene.

Ye Bingran voluntarily accepted the punishment.

The disciples in the sect were helpless and could only look at the culprit Shen Liuxiang with hatred.

It must be this person who used a trick to frame Jian Zun!

"It is rumored that as soon as the Whip of Awakening God fell, the cultivators of Nascent Soul would have their skin torn apart. Although Sword Sovereign is one step behind the Spirit Transformation Realm, I'm afraid he can't stand it."

"Fortunately, the one holding the whip is not the elder Ling Yue. I heard that he is a ruthless person."

"Can you have some insight, Immortal Lord Ling Hua is even more terrifying! Seven kills and seven rescues of the demon Meng Yue, to drive the demon princess insane, isn't the means not cruel enough?"

"So, isn't Sword Sovereign..."

The cold wind on the top of the cliff is getting stronger, and the snow is swirling and flying.

Shen Liuxiang was shivering with cold, and found that Zhou Xuanlan was hot all over his body, so he couldn't help but lean on it.

Like an octopus, clawed on the apprentice.

"Master, it's hurtful." Zhou Xuanlan grabbed the hand on his shoulder.

Throw it away.

Shen Liuxiang persevered and climbed up again, his voice trembling: "I'm cold, the wound hurts again, and I can't stand steady... Really, I'm dying, let me lean on me for a while, or I'll fall!"

Zhou Xuanlan turned his head sideways and looked at the head resting on his shoulder.

The delicate eyebrows and eyes in the painting are drooping, the expression is very sluggish, the face is bloodless, and the lips are trembling.

"…"

Looking at its appearance, it seems that it is really dying.

All right, no harm.

The apprentice did not stop him, Shen Liuxiang was overjoyed, changed his posture, and leaned against him comfortably.

He was about to ask how Zhou Xuanlan was like a small heater, when he raised his eyes, he saw Ye Bingran following Ling Hua onto the high platform, Ling Hua was holding a dark whip in his hand.

"That whip should hurt a lot."

Zhou Xuanlan glanced at him: "Hua Xianjun will not be ruthless, and Master can rest assured about the safety of Jianzun."

"Why don't you use a ruthless hand?!" Shen Liuxiang was shocked.

He was still waiting for Ye Bingran to be beaten and screamed. He even entered the blood pool in all directions. If it wasn't for the Soul Protector Clothing, he would have been dying. Ye Bingran was only punished a little bit.

"Since Ling Hua can hold the whip, can I also?"

Zhou Xuanlan nodded.

In terms of status, the most suitable person to punish Ye Bingran is Shen Liuxiang.

but…

"Master is not too cold, the wound is too painful, the whole person is about to die, and you still have the strength to whip people with God?"

Shen Liuxiang let go of his apprentice and smiled bitterly: "It seems like a teacher... Suddenly it works again!"

Zhou Xuanlan: "…"

Shen Liuxiang volunteered to be a thug, Ling Hua had no objection, and handed him the wake-up whip.

On the other hand, Ling Yue was reluctant: "If you forgive Ye Bing Ran too lightly, you will tell him when the Sect Master returns!"

Shen Liuxiang knew what he was thinking.

Worrying that he was dizzy with love, he was reluctant to hurt Ye Binghuan even a little bit.

In fact, in addition to Ling Yue's thought, other people present also had the same idea, and they all thought that Shen Liuxiang took over the divine whip to protect Ye Bingran and could not bear to hurt him in the slightest.

The faces of the disciples of Qing Lingzong were ashen, and they felt that Shen Xianjun was going to embarrass the sect again.

The Sword Sect disciple let out a long sigh and relaxed.

Even if he hates Shen Liuxiang very much, he has to admit that this person is sincere to Jian Zun, and he will never be willing to hurt him!

"You come?"

Ye Bingran stood with his hands behind his back, his sword brows slightly wrinkled, "It's my fault, you don't have to keep your hands."

Even those who were punished persuaded him not to keep his hands.

Shen Liuxiang's lips curled slightly, he couldn't help but chuckle, and slowly mobilized the spiritual power in his body.

In this case, it is better to be respectful than to obey.

This body has been seriously injured and has not yet recovered. He suddenly activated his spiritual power, and he would rush to the heart to vomit blood. He could only transfer the spiritual power into the divine whip little by little to motivate it.

A cup of tea passed.

On the high platform, there is no movement yet.

Someone from Qing Lingzong sank his face and gritted his teeth: "Is it going to fight? Ye Jianzun peeps at the forbidden art in my door, can't Xianjun actually do it!"

The Sword Sect disciple looked contemptuous and sneered.

"Let me just say, Shen Xianjun's previous actions were grandstanding. If he had that kind of temperament, he wouldn't kneel and beg at the gate of our Sword Sect for a few days, just to see Jian Zun."

"This statement is very reasonable. I think that he will never beat himself twice today..."

Snapped!

The whip fell.

Ye Bingran knelt on one knee on the ground, and the clothes on the back were torn open, revealing a black bloodstain extending from the neck to the tailbone, which was extremely hideous.

The whole place fell silent.