Villain: Overturn the table, I don’t want to play anymore!

But the Holy Son has been in Tianqiong Peak for so many years and has never come out.

All those followers were driven away by the Holy Son, and he planned to seal the mountain and lock the palace!

Tianqiong Peak has been the only Holy Son for so many years! ! !

Thinking of this, let alone those young disciples, even the elders and mountain masters with profound cultivation felt cold on their backs.

A group of non-existent people doing evil in the name of the Holy Son?

Is there anything more outrageous and weird than this?

Mo Yuxiang's beautiful eyes widened, and the whole person leaned on the ice crystal chair as if he had lost his strength.

If we talk about the person who is most familiar with Zixiao, it must be her master. Since Zixiao locked himself in Tianqiong Peak a few years ago, he has never come out again.

At the beginning, Mo Yuxiang was angry at him for not fighting, and even took the initiative to go to Tianqiong Peak to force this unmotivated disciple out.

Every time she came suddenly, she knew very well how many people there were on Tianqiong Peak.

In addition, some of the outer and inner sect elders and disciples who had followed Zixiao were also dismissed by Zixiao.

He is now a bare-handed saint, not to mention followers, the entire Saint Son Hall does not even have a maid!

Where are the followers who help the Saint Son do things? !

"No!!!"

Yuan Tianzhi's master jumped out again, and saw him waving his sleeves, and a disciple was sucked into his hand.

The method of extracting souls and refining spirits was used.

The soul of the disciple was extracted.

In the picture, this disciple was being ruthlessly plundered of resources by the followers of the Holy Son.

"I know this man, he is the disciple of the elder of Zizhu Peak!"

"Where is Elder Ling of Zizhu Peak?!"

Hearing the shout, an old man in gorgeous clothes slowly walked out from the crowd. His eyes were turbid and he could not tell that he was a cultivator.

"Hmph! Ling Yundu, you allow your disciples to be accomplices to the tiger, do you know your crime?!"

Yuan Tianzhi's master said that he was blaming Ling Yundu, but in fact he was still talking about Zixiao.

After all, the word "accomplices to the tiger" is needless to say, and everyone present knows who the spearhead is pointing at.

"I am guilty."

Elder Ling's voice was low and hoarse, as if his throat was cut by a sharp weapon. Some elders and mountain masters in the hall frowned.

They were very familiar with this Elder Ling. He was also a genius when he was young, and the disciples he accepted were naturally outstanding.

After the disciple followed the Holy Son, the master and disciple seemed to have disappeared in the sect.

Now they met again, but they didn't expect that Lingyundu was completely different from before.

The high-spirited Lingyundu, this sentence is not just a simple talk, what's the matter with this withered appearance?

Yuan Tianzhi's master didn't care so much. Seeing that Elder Ling admitted his guilt, he snorted coldly and continued: "Since you know you are guilty, why don't you let your disciple come out and tell everyone how Zixiao threatened and persecuted these fellow disciples!"

"I am incompetent, punish me if you want to, my disciple... hehe..."

When mentioning his own disciple, Elder Ling's face seemed to be crying and laughing, and his expression was chilling.

"What are you talking about? Since he is guilty, the main culprit must come out and confess his fault. Moreover, the matter of the Holy Son has not been clarified yet. Does your disciple want to escape? Is he trying to shirk responsibility by shutting himself up in seclusion?!"

"That's right! I have never heard of confessing on behalf of a disciple. Where is the mountain master of Zizhu Peak?! The elders in your mountain are so partial, why don't you come out and see him?!"

There are thousands of peaks in Tianxuan Holy Land. Except for special peaks, the rest have their own mountain masters, followed by elders.

The master of a peak should stand up when such a thing happens in his peak.

Ling Yundu spoke again: "Okay, you don't need to watch. My Zizhu Peak has no mountain master now."

"What?!"

This time, let alone Yuan Tianzhi's master, other mountain masters and elders were also shocked.

If something happened to the master of a peak, it would be announced to the whole sect. Now Ling Yundu said that their Zizhu Peak had no mountain master. How could this be possible? ! They have never heard of it.

"Yun Du, what's going on? What happened to Yun Ting?!"

The Grand Elder finally spoke, and this intimate way of addressing him showed that he knew Ling Yun Du.

When the latter saw the Grand Elder standing up, his expression was distorted for a while, and then he calmed down, and his whole body exuded

A dead air.

"Grand Elder, Saint Lord, and fellow disciples, you may not believe me, but a moment ago, I had completely forgotten the mountain master of our Zizhu Peak and my disciple."

"I don't know why, my spiritual platform is covered with dust. I clearly remember everything that happened that day, but I just can't tell you."

"Brother! Now I finally understand why you asked me to do that! Hahahahahaha!"

Ling Yundu looked like a madman, and he was obviously laughing, but tears just flowed out.

Ling Yundu, Ling Yunting was originally the nephew of the Grand Elder, so he was of course familiar with the two.

Now seeing Ling Yundu like this, he quickly dodged and came in front of him, and the soft spiritual power came out of his body, directly wrapping Ling Yundu in it.

Soon, Ling Yundu calmed down and bowed to the Grand Elder: "Thank you, Master. I'm fine now."

"It's good that I'm fine now, Yundu, what did you mean by those words just now? Why don't you tell me quickly?"

Hearing this, Ling Yundu nodded, and then took out a sealed memory crystal from his arms. There were several chains and a padlock on the crystal.

The chains emitted a faint light, and most importantly, the memory crystal was covered with cracks.

"Is that... the Heavenly Secret Lock?!"

"Using the Heavenly Secret Lock to seal a memory crystal? Is Elder Ling crazy?"

Except for the young disciples, the people in the hall were all highly skilled. How could they not know the value of it?

The chains and padlocks on the memory crystal were clearly a powerful magic weapon.

This was a reward from the older generation during the sect competition. At that time, Ling Yunting was the winner, and the Heavenly Secret Lock naturally fell into his hands.

Tianji Lock, locks the secrets of heaven, as the name suggests, once locked by this lock, even if you are a Taoist who calculates the secrets of heaven, you will not be able to find the things or people it locks.

But I didn't expect that this famous Tianji Lock was actually used to lock a small memory crystal.

Ling Yundu ignored the surprise of the crowd and carefully recited the formula silently.

With a click, the Tianji Lock was opened, but a shocking scene appeared. The Tianji Lock turned into powder and floated in the air as soon as it was unlocked.

Ling Yundu didn't feel any pain when such a treasure was broken. Instead, he carefully checked the memory crystal and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it could still be used.