Chapter 1136

Shu mountain disciple is an alien in the cultivation world. He only practices one sword in his life.

Specialized, naturally powerful.

The fame of Shu mountain ranks among the top three in the righteous alliance. Why?

Cut it out with one sword!

The cold Star Palace held a ceremony to kill demons at the beheading platform. It killed its own disciples. In addition, all kinds of gossip from the scattered practitioners were so topical that it spread to Liu Jianxian's ears.

Sword cultivation is pure. In other words, most of them are straight men, and Liu Jianxian has been straight for thousands of years. I heard that a demon was killed, and this demon killed many righteous masters, so he came with his disciples and elite disciples of the sect.

Next to Liu Jianxian, there was a young man wearing ordinary clothes of Shu mountain disciples, but the whole man stood there like a sharp sword out of its scabbard!

The bright moon only looked at it and exclaimed, "at a young age, she has realized the unity of man and sword. Such an anti heaven qualification is the lover of the sword fairy?"

Liu Jianxian heard the speech and said faintly, "ah Zhong, welcome."

The young man stepped forward and arched his hands and said, "I've seen your predecessors, junior He Zhong!"

The three masters did not neglect, but spoke one after another to encourage the famous Sword Fairy lover. Then Mingyue led Liu Jianxian to sit on the seat and ordered someone to greet other Shu mountain disciples.

The Sword Fairy disciple named "He Zhong" happened to sit beside Mo Beiting.

Mo Beiting said with a smile, "I'm Mo Beiting, the eldest disciple of Maoshan. I've heard a lot about Taoist he. I'm polite."

He Zhong stared at him, his eyes fell on his lower abdomen and said, "you also fix sword pills?"

Mo Beiting's heart tightened.

The sword pill in his body was not repaired by himself, but robbed by others, and it was the sword pill of Shushan disciples.

Fortunately, the sword pill has lost its original owner's breath after refining.

In this regard, Mo Beiting immediately moved out his prepared speech: "brother he doesn't know. I found a set of ancient sword techniques in the forbidden mountain a long time ago..."

He Zhong nodded, his eyes fell on the demon cutting platform, paused for a moment, and suddenly said: "I heard that the demon to be killed this time is a woman. It is also said that she is the sin of a male demon?"

"Rumors from the outside world are so untrustworthy." Mo Beiting said, with a cold flash in his eyes.

He knew whether the rumor was credible or not.

Most of the news spread by the outside world was deliberately spread by the three main doors in order to provoke the devil and lead him out to death!

There were three kinds of humiliations in those years, and the most experienced individual was undoubtedly Mo Beiting. He will never forget the inhuman treatment he suffered in the short days of his capture.

That hateful fellow humiliated him by all means, both physically and mentally.

This revenge must be avenged!

Mo Beiting was by no means the only one with this idea. In the team of the God of war alliance, Li Yun sat there without saying a word and looked cold.

I think I'm holding my breath.

Look back to the moon.

After a brief chat with Liu Jianxian, she turned the topic and said, "Shu mountain has arrived. Now the adults of Justice League have not arrived. It is said that this is a white faced scholar. Can Jianxian know him well?"

Liu Jianxian shook her head: "I have some friends with most of the ten principals of Tianzi brand, but this white faced scholar goes deep and simple, rarely walks outside, and I don't have much contact with him."

The moon couldn't help feeling sorry when she heard the speech.

She also wants to know more about the white faced scholar through Liu Jianxian's mouth. After all, the messenger of the Justice League has a special identity and shoulders the responsibility of investigating the truth

What Mingyue doesn't know is that the white faced scholar she is waiting for has already arrived.

On the plain, in the crowd.

A thin man, wearing thin white clothes, with a bookish face and an iron coupon like a scroll hanging around his waist, seemed to be a magic weapon.

He offered his hand, saluted everyone, spoke politely, and inquired about the grapevine.

Not only that, every time he heard a new news, he would take down the iron coupon around his waist and write and draw on it, as if he had come to the examination instead of attending the demon killing conference.

Finally, the scholar collected enough information, put away the iron ticket, thanked everyone, then separated the crowd, and went straight to the viewing table in the stunned eyes of all sanxiu.

The disciple of Hanxing palace who is responsible for maintaining order immediately stopped him.

The scholar smiled, suddenly raised his voice and said, "Mingyue palace leader, the scholar is coming."

When the moon heard the speech, she immediately got up and looked at the white faced scholar. She was stunned and asked, "when did your adult come? Why didn't you say hello in advance?"

"I've been here for a while. I just wanted to collect some information, but I didn't indicate my identity in advance. I hope the palace master doesn't blame me for many offenses." the white faced scholar smiled.

The bright moon smiles with her, but her smile is a little stiff.

This was the first time she had seen a white faced scholar. She had never met before. If it weren't for the subtle smell of the other party, he suspected that this guy was fake.

The scholar took his seat and met all the experts in turn. Even Mo Beiting, the younger generation of Maoshan, did not neglect him. He was very polite and even modest.

The special envoy sent by the Justice League is really independent.

After a little greeting, Mingyue couldn't resist her uneasiness and asked tentatively, "I dare ask you, sir. Before you said to collect information, I don't know why?"

The white faced scholar said with a smile, "naturally, it's the devil's harm. There are some folk rumors, which are very interesting."

"I've heard some folk rumors that black yarn colluded with the devil and was willing to carry the pot for him. What she did was just a love word." the moon's expression remained unchanged and asked, "in your opinion, how true is the rumor?"

"Does the palace leader really want me to say?"

The scholar showed a deep smile.

The moon frowned and said discontentedly, "what do you mean, sir? You are the special envoy of the Justice League and are responsible for monitoring the killing of demons. Can I still shut you up?"

That's a little impolite.

Song Tianba nearby said with a smile: "Mingyue, this is Lord Tianzi. Do you pay attention to the justice alliance when you talk to him like this?"

"What's the matter with you when I talk to adults?" Mingyue glanced at Song Tianba. "If adults have something to say, it's not necessary to be gossiped behind their backs by some small people."

When the scholar heard the speech, he got up and bowed his hands to you and said, "since that's the case, I'll be frank. It's a folk rumor that the black yarn is in love with the devil. It's sheer nonsense to bear the responsibility for love."

"What's the solution?"

Mo Beiting couldn't help asking.

The scholar shook his head as if reciting the Scripture: "I checked the heel and foot of the male demon. He was the man who soared in the lower world. He first appeared in the forbidden mountain and was chased and killed by fierce animals. Thanks to black gauze, the two met. Even if they fell in love, it was only a few years. How do you plan this great conspiracy that has been brewing for hundreds of years?"

The bright moon shook her head and her face was slightly cold: "adults don't know. Hundreds of years ago, black yarn used to eliminate demons in the lower world. At that time, she had dealt with the demon head. They were already familiar."

"The palace master means that a man of the lower world intended to touch the friars of the upper world hundreds of years before he soared, and found a powerful helper, black gauze?" the scholar said, looking Passover.

The bright moon's pretty face was slightly cold and said, "what do you want to say, you'd better speak frankly!"