Master Yun Hong was thrown to the ground by Bi Luo.

Behind him, there were disciples from the Catching Platform who put the shackles of the forbidden laws on the Golden Core Realm on him.

"I don't accept it! Zhang Ke, you are avenging a public and private revenge!"

"I want to find Master Chongxiao to reason with me, and I want to go to Master Mingxiao to tell you!"

Master Yun Hong felt something was wrong and shouted loudly.

"Take them all away!"

With an order, several other people in the general affairs hall on the scene were also locked up one by one.

At this time, other disciples from the General Affairs Hall heard the news and gathered around.

Looking at the embarrassed appearance of Master Yun Hong being tied up, I felt inexplicably sad.

Zhang Ke said in a low tone: "Seven days later, Jiuyou Peak will publicly execute the execution. All the inner disciples will be present. The outer disciples will draw one out of a hundred. There will be no delay without any reason. Please tell each other!"

After saying that, he led everyone away and left.

After he left, he immediately exploded.

The meaning of Zhang Ke's words was very clear. He wanted to execute a Jindan master in public.

Nothing like this has happened in the past hundred years, and the news spread throughout the entire Xiantian Yiqi Sect.

The affair between Yun Hong and Zhang Ke was also found out by others.

Many people sensed something fishy, ​​thinking that Zhang Kegong was seeking personal revenge, and they all clamored to go find the leader to argue with him.

As for how many of them are sincere and how many of them are trying to hide their inner fears, I don’t know.

While Zhang Ke took away Master Yunhong, his residence and various hiding places were searched by Zhang Ke.

As truckloads of resources were searched out, the people clamoring everywhere gradually shut up.

They were watching and waiting for the next step.

…

Catching Tower Prison.

Zhang Ke took Bi Luo and others into the cell where Master Yun Hong was being held.

This is a prison specially set up for the Golden Core Realm, with layers of restrictions and formations in it.

"Master Yunhong! Don't you want to explain?"

Zhang Ke asked softly.

At this moment, Master Yun Hong had calmed down, sat on the floor, and glanced sideways at Zhang Ke.

"Huh! What's there to say to you, a blind man?"

Zhang Ke was not angry and continued: "The head of the General Affairs Hall can receive one hundred and twenty gold talismans as salary every year."

"A real person's salary is one hundred gold talisman coins every year! With some miscellaneous filial piety, you can get 300 gold talisman coins every year."

Zhang Ke paused for a moment and then said: "It took you sixty years to achieve the golden elixir. To be fair, you can get twenty thousand gold talismans!"

"Daily training expenses will cost at least 30%, as well as some other expenses."

"The total amount of gold talismans in your hand should be around ten thousand."

Having said this, Master Yun Hong's face changed slightly.

Zhang Ke faced Master Yun Hong and asked: "Can you please explain where the 790,000 gold talismans found in your residence came from? Not counting various rare treasures and other resources."

Master Yun Hong's face turned pale, and he knew that he was afraid that he would be sad about this.

Defending: "I...I have a shop in the market..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Ke interrupted and said: "You have a total of 14 open and dark shops in the three markets. Seven of the shops do not have any purchasing channels. They can only go in and out..."

"Then where do the goods you sell in your shop come from?"

"This...this..."

Master Yun Hong was speechless and speechless.

Zhang Ke added: "The fourteen shops can get a total of 640 gold talismans every year, which is only 60,000 in a hundred years..."

"Where did the seven hundred thousand come from?"

"..."

"Boom!"

There seemed to be a thunderous explosion in Master Yun Hong's mind, his whole body felt weak, and he was speechless.

Zhang Ke still refused to let him go.

"Sixty-three years ago, your good friend Qingping was extremely talented. She reached the pass of Danjie at only forty-three years old."

"He applied to you for the "Eight Treasures Continuous Cutting Root" as required. Why did you give him a fake product, which caused Qingping to fail to form the elixir and was killed by the backlash."

Master Yun Hong was really scared now and hissed: "No, I didn't..."

Zhang Ke then added: "You thought you did it secretly, but many years later you talked about it with your concubine after you were drunk..."

"But you probably don't know, that concubine is one of Qingping's descendants!"

"After you were arrested, she sued you in a blood letter. I'm afraid you don't know it yet!"

Master Yun Hong's lips were trembling, and his mind was in confusion.

"Qingping is your friend, why do you do this?"

Zhang Ke took advantage of the moment when Master Yunhong lost his mind and asked using the musical note technique.

Master Yun Hong subconsciously replied: "Why did he form elixirs so quickly? I..."

At this point, I suddenly reacted.

Suddenly he jumped up from the ground and grabbed Zhang Ke by the collar.

"You lied to me??"

Zhang Ke let him hold his collar and faced him expressionlessly without saying a word.

Master Yun Hong suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart. He slowly let go of Zhang Ke's collar and slowly retreated to the corner.

Zhang Ke took out a stack of rune papers and placed them on the table nearby.

"Master Yunhong, there are no less than dozens of similar incidents recorded here. Can you see if anyone has wronged you?"

He paused for a moment and finally said: "As for the gold talisman money you embezzled, it will be given to your tribe according to your salary, and the rest will be confiscated!"

"Enjoy these last few days!"

As Zhang Ke and others left, a faint voice floated in the prison.

After a while, Master Yun Hong's hysterical laughter came from the prison.

He cursed Zhang Ke and everyone he knew, using foul language.

Gradually the laughter stopped and she started crying again.

Until finally he let out a sigh of unknown meaning.

"Alas~~!"

...

The third day of November.

clear.

Xiantian Yiqi Sect Jiuyou Peak.

The rocks are rugged and there is always a dark wind blowing from nowhere.

Even if it is a sunny day, the sun cannot fully shine in. It is windy and miserable all day long, and few disciples will come in.

Thousands of disciples gathered here, their eyes locked on a peculiar building.

There is a stone platform on the ground, six feet above the ground, green-gold, square and square.

There are reliefs carved on the stone platform, showing all kinds of mythical beasts, landscapes, birds and beasts.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! There are two gilt columns inserted high on both sides of the stone platform, with various runes engraved on the columns.

The columns are two feet long and about three meters apart.

Looking upward, there are beams connecting the tops of the two columns.

The beam is strip-shaped, pure gold, covered with runes, and a scale stands out in the middle of the beam.

The balance is small and has a simple structure. There are two trays, one black and one white, arranged on the left and right, with a golden round eye in the middle.

There is a knife under the beam, three meters long, with the blade pointing downwards and a white light appearing on the edge.

The two ends were pierced with iron chains, and the knife hung like that.
To be continued...