After the pressure dissipated, Yan Zixiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Qi, I want to use the water mirror technique to play back the records at that time."

"allow."

Everyone was very curious and wanted to know what happened at that time.

The monk in blue didn't expect this move and was a little panicked.

Yan Zixiu used the Water Mirror Technique, and a stream of water vapor turned into a silver screen, and the scene at that time began to play back.

…

A girl in yellow with bright eyes and white teeth said with tears in her eyes: "We obviously agreed on fourteen spiritual stones, why did you only give four spiritual stones?"

Hongxun, a monk in blue, said with a playful smile: "Hey, little girl, that's not what you said. Just now I asked you, 'is it four yuan'? What you said is - 'yes, it is four yuan'."

The two deer-headed and rat-eyed monks laughed: "Yes, we all heard you say 'it's four yuan'."

"Let's all comment. This Spirit Flame Grass is ten years old, how can it be possible to sell four Spirit Stones? It's obvious that he deliberately cheated." The girl in yellow turned red with anger.

Some of the casual cultivators around wanted to complain, but after taking a closer look at the monk in blue, they shrank back. A few of them murmured, "I can't afford to offend him. This guy is the nephew of the guard captain, and he has a habit of bullying men and women."

Already."

…

Yan Zixiu played back here and paused for a while.

The city lord's face is already ugly. Under his rule, someone bullies others. Isn't this a slap in the face?

Although similar things happen secretly, it doesn't look good in the open.

Guard captain Wen Kang was already trembling a little.

Yan Zixiu continued to play back.

…

The girl in yellow looked around anxiously.

The male monk in blue said: "What's the matter, are you still planning to find help? I have a witness here. If you don't sell this Spirit Flame Grass, I will sue you."

The girl in yellow was angry and anxious, with tears like pearls rolling down her face.

"Little sister, don't cry." The male cultivator in blue said hypocritically; "When you cry like this, it seems that I am bullying you. Well, I have a lot of money, so I don't need to sue you. But there is a condition, that is, you

How about you smile at me and call me brother?"

Some of the bystanders shook their heads and sighed, while others quietly left.

A monk in white clothes stepped forward: "Isn't this fellow Taoist Hongxun? Why are you here?"

The monk in blue, Hongxun, was stunned: "Who is this fellow Taoist?"

"Fellow Taoist Hongxun is really forgetful. Three days ago, at the banquet in the city lord's palace, your uncle took you to toast to the city lord. I was right next to the city lord."

Hongxun was a little confused.

The white-clothed monk said: "The city lord praised you for being young and promising, and was going to recommend you to Shenxiao Sect. Have you forgotten?"

Hongxun said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, that's what happened. Please forgive me for not being able to recognize my fellow Taoist."

"I heard that the city lord said that the words and deeds of recommended candidates should be assessed. Before the Immortal Ascension Conference, fellow Taoists should be careful about their words and deeds." said the monk in white.

"Yes, yes. Thank you fellow Taoist for reminding me." Hongxun, the monk in blue, was a little flustered.

"Then, just pretend that I haven't seen you today, and you haven't seen me either," said the monk in white.

"Oh, that's right. We haven't met today." Hongxun left with his two friends.

…

After the live scene was played, the scene was silent.

Yan Zixiu cupped his hands and said: "To report to the city lord, I pretended to be a friend of the city lord, but I did it out of necessity. The original intention was to safeguard the dignity of the city lord, so that this bully would restrain himself, so as not to ruin the reputation of Ziwu City.

If there are any consequences for doing this, I am willing to bear it and do not involve others."

The first sentence is to protect the reputation of Ziwu City, and the last sentence is to exclude Shuangqin from this matter.

Everyone understood what happened: the monk Hongxun in blue used his power to bully others first, and the bad guys complained later. The young man in white used his reputation as the city lord to deceive him.

Looking at the statement made by the young man in white, he is willing to take responsibility alone and does not want to implicate innocent people. What about the monk in blue? He only wants to destroy other people's futures.

When the two realms are compared, they are completely different.

The Lord of Jingwei City suddenly showed a smile: "My friend is dedicated to maintaining the reputation of Ziwu City, and I will not be held accountable for pretending to be a friend. My friend is brave in seeing justice, and is both wise and brave. His future is bound to be limitless. If you achieve great things in the future, I hope you will not forget Ziwu.

city."

Yan Zixiu cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much, City Lord. I won't forget it."

As soon as the city lord said these words, Zhilin and Shuangqin felt relieved.

Guard captains Wen Kang and Hongxun were frightened and knew something was wrong.

The city lord originally wanted to ask why Yan Zixiu knew what he said, but after thinking about it, it was not surprising. There were so many people at the banquet in the city lord's palace, and it was impossible to tell who spread the word, so that the little monk in white could hear it, and he used the topic to scare away the three ruffians. This is the inference.

It makes sense. If you ask more questions, Venerable Hao of Shenxiao Sect might intervene.

He turned around with a cold expression on his face: "The guard captain Wen Kang was lax in his discipline and allowed his nephew to behave wildly. He should be dismissed from his post and reflect on himself. Hongxun used his power to bully others and falsely accuse good people and his qualifications for recommendation were revoked. He and his two accomplices were kicked out of Ziwu City. They were not allowed to do so.

Re-entry. The vacant spot will be replaced by the originally scheduled sixth place."

"Yes!" The subordinates agreed in a loud voice. The two Jindan-stage guards knocked off Wen Kang's official hat and took him down. The four Foundation-building stage guards pulled out Hongxun and his two accomplices like wolves and tigers, and escorted him to

distance.

The substitute was so happy, it was really pie in the sky.

Yan Zixiu thought to himself, this city lord is a man, he made a wise choice in just a moment.

After Shui Jingshu put the matter aside, the city lord no longer had to embarrass Yan Zixiu. On the one hand, it was unreasonable and to continue to embarrass him was to go against the Shenxiao Sect. On the other hand, so many people in the audience had seen it and continued to defend it.

The guard captain's uncle and nephew are tantamount to damaging his own prestige.

The scenes of the city lord were done very well.

Venerable Gu Hao of Shenxiao Sect, Elder Meng and Deacon Gu all felt that this young monk was brave, resourceful, mighty and unyielding, and that he was a talented person.

"Elder Meng, who is this young monk's name? How was his assessment result?" Venerable Hao Han asked.

"Sir, my name is Yan Ziling. He is a casual cultivator in Fulong Mountain. He has practiced the eighth level of qi and the five spiritual roots. He has identified the medicinal materials and identified the properties of the medicines correctly. The elixir yield rate is 60%, including two high-grade elixirs and four medium-grade elixirs.

"Elder Meng reported in detail.

"Oh?" Venerable Hao Han became even more curious, "The waste spirit root casual cultivator can reach the eighth level of Qi training, and his talent in alchemy is so high, and he is also an individual cultivator. It seems that this boy has a good chance. I think he is not afraid of favors and humiliations, and he is both wise and courageous.

, he has a peaceful mind and is a good seedling. You should cultivate him well."

"Yes, Venerable." Elder Meng was overjoyed. With Venerable Hao Han's words, he focused on cultivating "Yan Ziling", so no one dared to gossip.

"Fellow Daoist Jingwei, please say goodbye." Venerable Hao Han and the city lord bowed to each other.

He threw out a delicate boat. The boat swelled when it saw the wind, and suddenly turned into a huge flying boat in mid-air. It was more than fifty feet long and ten feet wide. It seemed to be a magic weapon for flying.

"Everyone, come up." Elder Meng said to the new disciples below.

More than a hundred people stepped on various magical weapons, rose into the air, and landed in the flying boat.

"Let's set off." Venerable Hao Han stood in front of the flying boat.

The huge flying boat turned around and moved slowly to the west. After passing through the city defense formation, it began to speed up.

It is the magic weapon of Yuanying monks. It has complete facilities and many rooms. Each new disciple is assigned a small room.

Yan Zixiu briefly looked at the room, then walked to the deck to take in the scenery.

Under the sunlight, the mountains below the flying boat are like a blue-green ocean, rising and falling. Between the mountain peaks, there are rivers, lakes, and desert plains. The population here is much denser than that of the Fulong Mountain. It can be seen that at the Shenxiao Gate

Under strong pressure, it is relatively stable.
Chapter completed!