Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 933
"The time for the public trial is coming, it is impossible for Master Linyue to stay outside..." Shi Haisheng had a sullen face, as if he smelled some kind of different information.

"Senior Brother Shi, don't be in a hurry, Maybe Zhenjun went to the guild first, and there is no time to inform us." A younger disciple persuaded.

"Impossible." He shook his head.It wouldn't be surprising if a young disciple would do this, but it was Linyue Zhenjun.

Who is Linyue Zhenjun?A heavyweight who has gone through the wind and rain and avoided the baptism of Guiyi's internal chaos.Although it is true that they can only be ranked at the margins in terms of power, their qualifications and seniority are at the forefront, not to mention power, they are indeed the old people of that generation who have come out steadily.

How could such a person be indistinguishable from the seriousness, let alone abandon them at such a juncture.

So now there is only one possibility, the other party is caught by something, and there is no way to come back.What will happen now?The more Shi Haisheng thought about it, the more he had a headache, and his eyebrows were almost twisted into hemp ropes.

"If we..." Someone suddenly suggested——

There was a commotion at the outer door, someone screaming in panic, running, and the sound of getting closer and closer.

Everyone in Guiyimen in the room was stunned.They had been together in this living room all night, and they didn't dare to rest.In addition, they also set up restrictions, and told people outside not to disturb if there was no serious matter.

So what's going on here?

For some reason, the ominous premonition that slipped in the hearts of everyone in the Guiyi Sect coincided with certain expectations.

"Who is outside? Let him in, quickly..."

"Pa-ta--" the door panel was roughly pushed open, and a stumbling figure broke in.

Before everyone exclaimed for the situation in front of them, the other party had already howled loudly.

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This time, the guild and the others did not leave the other courtyard. They were directly led into the large courtyard several times, and headed towards the main hall.According to the guide, the public trial will be held in the Sibian Hall, the main hall of the guild.

Entering from the main entrance, to the main courtyard and then to the main hall, Ning Xia and the others had a good time enjoying the scenery inside the guild.The end is magnificent and majestic, not worse than the Forbidden Palace Ningxia saw in her previous life.Compared with the big sects such as the Wuhua School, it just lacks some historical background.

The guild is worthy of being a place where art masters gather in the southeast frontier, and everything they can see is related to the Six Arts.Spiritual grass prospers everywhere, the smell of sulfur can be smelled everywhere, as well as the sound of drinking and flickering spiritual light coming from a distance.

Along the way, Ningxia saw many people in a hurry, most of them were wearing the same style of robes but different colors, with special ribbons hanging around their waists.It looks very busy, no one pays attention to their abrupt guests.

Needless to say, these should be the members of the guild.Passing by, Ningxia even heard someone muttering whether the alchemy furnace is ready, what kind of fine iron is going to be forged today, and so on.

Dare to feel that this is the "scientist" club in the cultivation world.Very kind of style...

Realizing that Ningxia was in a daze, Zhenjun Yuanheng urged her, and Ningxia quickly reacted and followed quickly.Others just thought she was out of spirits and distracted, and several people in a row slowed down a little and waited for a while.

"Wuhua sent to—"

The Sibian Hall is quite a tall hall, the outside is well-regulated, but the surrounding is very clean, and there are Sanskrit sounds coming from a distance.Everyone standing in front of him couldn't help but feel a little solemn.

Before fully stepping into the gate, Ningxia has already heard someone report.

"Wuhua sent to—"

This time, the members of the Wuhua faction did not intend to keep a low profile, and walked in with their heads held high to meet the eyes of everyone in the room.

True Monarch Yuanheng...seems to have released some coercion.Ning Xia saw a table of monks closest to them move back, his face turned slightly pale, as if under some pressure.

Zhenjun Yuanheng led them to sit down in the first seat on the upper left without politeness, and calmly faced all kinds of eyes from the arena.

When they came, many monks had already arrived in the Sibian Hall.All sects and factions, all major forces, there are already many people everywhere.

It's quite early... A trace of unpredictability flashed in Zhenjun Yuanheng's eyes.Then he saluted an unfamiliar old man above him, who seemed to be someone he knew?Ningxia thought uncertainly.

Ning Xia also looked along the line of sight, the few in the front row didn't know each other, and they were too old, but she found an acquaintance among them.The Zhenjun Chongri who had met several times before is also on the list, but this time he has retreated to the back row. Together with the judges who met in the last assessment, it is estimated that the person in charge this time is the guild. big shot.

Ever since they sat down, Ning Xia and other disciples of the Wuhua Sect have been receiving some unexplained looks, which seem to be jealous and gloating, but it's quite complicated.

What kind of medicine are these people selling in the gourd?Ning Xia felt a little puzzled.Could it be that something happened to their flying boat that caused these people to react like this?But I always feel that their reactions don't seem to be simple.

Zhenjun Yuanheng and other disciples of Wuhua sect sat on the seats with a calm face.It's just that everyone's expression is dignified, and it can be seen that they are in a bad mood, so no one dares to touch their thunder for the time being.

Of course, no matter what discussions they had in private, or what mood they were holding, all the disciples only dared to give a few glances, and no one really dared to bring their words to the table.

From the current point of view, the atmosphere in the Sibian hall is quite harmonious, and it is not known when a certain critical point will be detonated.

Until the arrival of another team disrupted the tranquility of the room and dragged everyone in the hall into the drama.

"True Monarch Yuanheng!"

A person blocking the door to roll the roll felt a strong wind blowing towards his front, and rushed into the Sibian hall quickly, with chaotic footsteps, it was obvious that the pair of people were in a panic.

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

And the anger and suspicion in the speaker's words can be heard.

The visitor is not good.

It wasn't until everyone fixed their eyes that they realized, oh, another team of parties came, but it looked like they were here to ask questions.

At this time, the person who called the roll at the door seemed to be a step behind, and shouted in a daze: "Return to the first door——"

Zhenjun Yuanheng turned to look at the person who called out, his face was expressionless, as if he didn't respond to the disrespectful attitude of the other party.Just looked at each other, no answer.

The other party was still staring at Zhenjun Yuanheng, and his tone couldn't hide his anger: "Dare to ask Zhenjun, I don't know how we have offended you in Guiyimen, so that you have a cruel hand?"

Heh, the wicked complained about this?Why did the world become different after a night of sleep?

And what does this person mean?Ning Xia immediately frowned, feeling very dissatisfied with his aggressive attitude.And he was particularly dissatisfied with the other party's seemingly slanderous words about Zhenjun Yuanheng.

(End of this chapter)