Yun Zhong, left!

On the last day of the Qinglian Dajiao Dharma Assembly, Yun Zhong, who had always behaved as if he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, finally couldn't stand it any longer and left Chen's Mansion in Xiaoqingshan on a crane and a black coid.

As soon as Yun Zhong moved, there was a huge noise outside.

As soon as he appeared, the monks who had been squatting outside impatiently were all extremely excited and inexplicably excited. Some laughed and some screamed, venting their joy.

One by one, they rode birds, soared into the sky, and rushed towards Yun Zhong with great momentum.

"What a monster! How dare you show up and take the Maoshan Sect's treasury...ah, take your life!"

Many monks accidentally expressed their true inner thoughts when they got excited.

At that time, the scene was spectacular. Yun Zhong was riding a crane and a black coid. Opposite him were hundreds of monks who were fierce and violent, shouting and threatening, shaking the heaven and earth.

One person facing thousands of troops is nothing more than this!

Facing the frantic crowd, Yun Zhong remained calm and composed, smiling slightly.

"The rules of the Qingxi Mountain Paradise are that those who deliberately murder fellow disciples will be punished by being skinned and cramped, and their bones broken and thrown into ashes!"

One sentence, the sound was not loud, but it was like rolling thunder, exploding in everyone's ears.

Yes, Yun Zhong is their fellow disciple, and murdering a fellow disciple is a serious crime!

Recently, they have all been carried away by the matter of the Maoshan Sect's relics, and they only think that they should kill the monster Yun Zhong and seize the huge opportunity to enjoy for themselves.

But they have completely forgotten that Yun Zhong is still a fellow disciple of theirs, even if they say one thousand and say ten thousand!

Yun Zhong was killed quietly. He was just a handyman disciple. As long as he was handled cleanly and no evidence was left behind, the execution hall wouldn't care too much.

However, now in the clear sky and in broad daylight, in full view of everyone, they would not dare to murder a fellow disciple even if they had the courage to do so.

The rules of the Qingxi Mountain Paradise are not decorations!

Most of the people who guard Yun Zhong here are obsessed with entry-level disciples. The few third-generation disciples are also running errands for the master and second-generation disciples behind them. There are no truly shrewd and ruthless characters.

For a moment, they were suppressed by Yun Zhong, and no one dared to act rashly.

The scene looked extremely comical. Yun Zhong was riding a crane and a black coid, and opposite him was a crowd of more than a thousand people. At this moment, the two sides were quietly confronting each other, and you could hear the needle drop.

It is obvious that the opponent's men and horses are strong, and one person spitting foam is enough to kill Yun Zhong.

But at this moment, all of them looked tense, with cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads, and no one dared to act rashly.

The momentum of these more than a thousand people was actually suppressed by Yun Zhong alone.

It’s really...shocking!

I don't know how long it took, but finally a middle-aged ruthless Taoist priest came to his senses.

He squinted his triangular eyes, with a cold light shining between them, and sneered.

"Yun Zhong, don't pretend to be here. What kind of fellow disciple are you? Do you think we don't know that you have been taken over by the thousand-year-old ghost from the Maoshan Sect's relics? You are no longer our fellow disciple, but an evil one."

Incomparable, a thousand-year-old ghost who seizes bodies and kills people!"

With that said, the middle-aged ruthless Taoist priest encouraged everyone: "Don't be afraid, our fellow sect Yun Zhong has been killed by a thousand-year-old ghost. Now standing in front of us is the thousand-year-old ghost who took away his body."

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When he said this, everyone immediately moved.

Yes, why did I forget this all the time?

There have long been rumors that Yun Zhong's personality changed drastically after he discovered the Maoshan Sect's relics, because he was dead and the one who now occupies this body is the thousand-year-old ghost from the Maoshan Sect's relics.

Murdering a fellow sect member violates the rules of the Qingxi Mountain Paradise!

But killing Duoshe's thousand-year-old ghost not only does not violate the sect's rules, but actually kills demons, which is a great good thing.

The monks were all excited and eager to try, ready to rush forward and cut Yun Zhong into pieces with random swords.

As for whether Yun Zhong was snatched away, they didn't bother to care.

Whether it's true or false, they just want to believe that this matter is true!

Even if it is false, if you are held responsible afterwards, it will be considered as manslaughter of a fellow disciple at most. This crime is not the same as murdering a fellow disciple.

The former is to be punished by skinning, cramping, and crushing bones.

The latter would at most receive some flogging, but would not die.

Yun Zhong glanced coldly at the monks. Facing the aggressive crowd, he showed no fear and sneered again and again.

What a rabble!

Yun Zhong turned his eyes and stared at the middle-aged ruthless Taoist priest.

He was full of energy and shouted loudly.

"The evil god Chiyou dared to seize my sect and break into the blessed land of Qingxi Mountain. You are seeking death!"

Yun Zhong shouted loudly, making everyone confused.

The monks all looked at each other, and some of them peeked at the middle-aged ruthless Taoist priest.

He, he was taken away by the evil god Chi You?

It doesn’t look like it!

Who is the evil god Chi You? He is an ancient ancestral shaman and the mortal enemy of the Yellow Emperor. He can call upon the wind and rain and move mountains and seas with just a single movement of his hands and feet.

This kind of peerless fierce god, let alone snatching away the body, even if a trace of evil aura leaks out and entangles the monk, he is still a giant of the demonic path with majestic demonic power, fierce flames, and scourge for 30,000 miles.

Looking at this middle-aged ruthless Taoist priest, except for the fierce light flashing in his triangular eyes, he looks a bit more sinister and cruel, and has nothing to do with the giant of magic.

The middle-aged ruthless Taoist priest was almost driven mad and scolded Yun Zhong angrily.

"It's nonsense and spouting nonsense! Yun Zhong, you are talking nonsense. You dare to slander me that I was taken away by the evil god Chi You. You are simply crazy. Do you have any evidence? Come up with the evidence. If there is no evidence, you are just slandering a fellow sect. You are a wolf-hearted person.

If someone gets it, kill him!"

The middle-aged ruthless Taoist priest cursed loudly and foamed at the mouth.

Yun Zhong, however, smiled slightly, calmly and with a playful look in his eyes, as if he was a cat that had caught a mouse.

He spread his hands and admitted openly, saying: "Evidence, do you need evidence? There are rumors outside that you are the evil god Chi You. It can't be wrong if you think about it!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar, and everyone's eyes became extremely weird, staring at the middle-aged sinister Taoist priest.

It's a good move to use the other person's way and return it to the other person's body!

You said there were rumors that I, Yun Zhong, was possessed by a thousand-year-old ghost from the Maoshan Sect's relics, and everyone was willing to believe it!

Okay, then I will also say that you, a middle-aged and ruthless Taoist priest, was possessed by the evil god Chi You.

No evidence is needed anyway, just rumors are enough.

Rumor? It’s so simple, you can create more than a dozen of them every minute!

The middle-aged ruthless Taoist priest was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at Yun Zhong and wanted to curse, but he didn't know what to curse at the moment.

Yun Zhong was too lazy to pay attention to him, his eyes were cold, like a biting cold wind, filled with murderous intent.

His gaze, like substance, slowly swept over the monk.

The monks were intimidated by his aura, and none of them dared to look at him. Wherever Yun Zhong looked, the monks averted their eyes.

Yun Zhong sneered, word by word, and spoke slowly: "Based on mere rumors, you want to frame me, saying that I, Yun Zhong, was taken over by a thousand-year-old ghost from the Maoshan Sect's relics. Who gave you the courage? I, Yun Zhong,

Zhong agrees, but Han Qianxi and Han Jianxian of the Punishment Hall also disagree! Today, I, Yun Zhong, am standing here, and I will see which of you dares to come up and kill your fellow disciples!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent. Thousands of monks and a huge crowd were frightened by Yun Zhong. No one dared to step forward to make trouble.
Chapter completed!