God-level Selection System

Chapter One Hundred and Ten

In history, this kind of traitor behavior is also the most looked down upon.

Even the one they have taken refuge in will rarely reuse these traitors, for fear that one day they will be treated in the same way.

As this letter was made public, all those people who were still standing on the side of Shaolin Temple were shaken.

The look in Huiming's eyes was also a little bit more unkind...

This kind of person is simply a pig teammate!

"I am not, I don't, you spit out!"

As the person involved, Huiming felt the murderous glances around him, and he was about to vomit three liters of blood.

"No, how can you explain the letter in your body?"

"This letter is simply made up by you..."

Huiming stomped his feet, as if some dogs hurriedly jumped over the wall, gritted his teeth.

"Humph, it's nonsense!"

Ye Chen shook his head, as if he didn't care too much. He raised the letter paper in his hand and turned his head and said: "Everyone, please look at the lower right corner of this letter. On it is the golden seal of the Great King of the Southern Court of Liao State. What virtue is there? I was able to imitate such a golden seal, and I also found a Khitan woman to frame this master Huiming..."

"In other words, what qualifications do you have to let this prince spend all his energy to frame it?"

"Not bad..."

Hearing this, many people couldn't help nodding.

The dignified prince, the future prince of Song Dynasty, need such a painstaking effort to frame a Shaolin disciple?

Whenever Ye Chen thought about it, he gave a random command, and countless people went through fire and water.

"Huiming, what are you, dare to say that His Royal Highness framed you?"

I don't know who said this in the crowd. Looking back at Shaolin, everyone is like a concubine.

Although the two countries of Song and Liao have not started a full-scale war, in the past few decades, the number of soldiers of the Song who have died in the hands of the Liao is more than a million?

It is not an exaggeration to have blood and debts between the two countries!

As for Shaolin.

I don’t know why, although I haven’t taken refuge in the Liao country in recent years, I have never sent even a monk soldier to help the Song army fight against the Liao people. Compared with the hundreds of thousands of the Beggars, they went to the front line to fight against the Liao. There are countless killings of Liao people, and the Shaolin faction's deeds over the years have been a bit too comfortable.

Originally this kind of behavior can still be shied away by the mercy of the monks and their reluctance to kill...

But this letter simply put the entire Shaolin on fire!

"Huiming, I have another way to prove your innocence. Would you like to give it a try?"

"His Royal Highness, please speak!"

Hearing Ye Chen’s words, Xuanxin on the side could no longer bear it, like a drowning man grabbing the straw, rushing to say: "Please believe your Highness, I Shaolin absolutely does not collude with the Liao people, no matter what. This way, my Shaolin school is willing to prove innocence."

"Oh?"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, playing with the taste: "Even if the prince asked you to assassinate the emperor of Liao?"

"what?"

Xuan Xin was dumbfounded.

"Now the great king of the Southern Court of the Liao Kingdom, Yelu Chongyuan, is the uncle of the Liao Emperor Yelu Hongji and the biological brother of the previous emperor. He passed the throne to his son. If Yelu Hongji dies, the Liao Kingdom will fall into civil strife..."

"This one……"

When Xuan Xin heard it, she was in a cold sweat. Even if Ye Chen's words were indeed somewhat maneuverable, how could he dare to agree?

Not to mention that there are countless elite guards around Yelu Hongji. They were sent by Shaolin to assassinate them.

Even if he could kill Yelu Hongji, I'm afraid Shaolin would be badly injured...

"Huh, you know you don't have the guts!"

Seeing this situation, Ye Chen coldly snorted: "Fortunately, the prince has no hope for Shaolin. The method of proof I said is naturally not this... I have a martial arts called here. The soul-shifting Dafa can make people confide the thoughts in their hearts..."

"So, Huiming, are you willing to let this prince use the Soul Transfer Technique on you?"

"I……"

Feeling the look in Xuan Xin's eyes that seemed to eat her own, Huiming couldn't help but shudder, and said quickly.

"I do!"

Nowadays, people are bound to be strong. The Shaolin School is like fish on the cutting board. Even if Huiming is unwilling, he can only bite the bullet and agree.

"Okay, relax and look into my eyes..."

While speaking, Ye Chen also used the soul-shifting method. In the deep eyes, there seemed to be a strange magic power, which made people unconsciously immersed in it, almost instantly. All of Huiming's mind was taken by Ye Chen. Manipulating, the whole person seems to be a puppet...

"Huiming, isn't the Shaolin faction already secretly colluding with the Great King of the Southern Court of the Liao State, and Yelv Zhongyuan also promised to make Shaolin the state religion of the Liao State after the incident?

"Yes……"

With the export of this word, the crowds present almost boiled.

And Xuan Xin also trembled all over, shouting angrily.

"Huiming, what are you talking nonsense!"

However, this sound, full of lion roar skills, did not awaken Hui Ming. He was still the same, motionless and sluggish.

Seeing this, Ye Chen also laughed secretly.

This soul-shifting method is essentially just a hypnotic method, but it places great demands on the practitioner.

If the mental power is insufficient, it is also very difficult to attract people.

Among those who practice martial arts, the spiritual power is beyond ordinary people, almost no one in a million, but Ye Chen in the previous world, successfully broke through to the realm of the heavenly master, his spiritual power has been greatly improved, let alone controlling this For a while, it is not a problem for Huiming to continue like this.

"Then tell me, why did Shaolin betray the Song Dynasty and choose to cooperate with the Liao people?"

Ye Chen's voice seemed to have a kind of magic power, causing Huiming to unconsciously confide the words in his heart without reservation.

"In fact, Master and the others have been dissatisfied with the court for a long time... Throughout the dynasties, I Shaolin has been highly respected, but the Zhao Song royal family has worshipped Taoism and restrained Buddhism, and treated those Taoist priests in every possible way, but they have ignored my Shaolin. This is really annoying..."

"In desperation, Master and the others sent me to the Liao Kingdom to get in touch with King Yelu, and succeeded in obtaining the promise of King Yelu. In the future, I will be named Shaolin the state religion of Liao. As for this woman, King Yelu also rewarded me...

"Nonsense—"

Before Huiming finished speaking, Xuanxin on the side could no longer bear it, and slapped Huiming's Tianling cover with a palm.

As for the latter, his brain suddenly burst, completely losing his breath.

"Papa Papa--"

For this scene, Ye Chen chose to stand by, otherwise, with his martial arts, he could completely stop Xuanxin before Xuanxin made a move.

And now, it's just a quiet way.

"What a murderer!"