Zheng Guanxiong lowered his head when he heard this, and the old Taoist man next to him quickly turned ugly.
I thought that this gentleman from Guanhai Academy would help Chunjianlou seek justice, but unexpectedly, he was instead questioned and condemned.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
Think about it, this gentleman Lin is the husband of Jiang Wanli and the son-in-law of Qian Mo Sect. How could he help him in Chunjian Tower?
Everyone has selfish motives, even the lofty saints have three emotions and six desires, and it is not surprising that the academy gentlemen are partial to others.
It can only be said that the people in Chunjian Tower are unlucky.
Lin Xifeng noticed the old Taoist's face and said calmly: "Is this fellow Taoist the Yinmin Sanren?"
The old Taoist bowed and said: "Wang Zhusun, the current elder of the Chunjian Tower Library."
Lin Xifeng continued to ask: "Is the Taoist Jiansong who is with you among them?"
The old Taoist remained calm on the surface and said: "Jiansong was destroyed by your daughter and was destined to fly the sword. Now his realm is unstable. He is in seclusion to heal his injuries. He is not in the queue today."
"Do Fellow Daoist Wang and Fellow Daoist Jiansong realize their mistake?"
Lin Xifeng's words made Wang Zhusun look extremely ugly.
Sure enough, Lin Xifeng came here at this time to hold him accountable.
Facing a gentleman from the academy, Wang Zhusun felt inexplicably emboldened. He said with a cold face: "Lin Yanli killed me, a monk from the Spring Sword Tower, and injured my elder from the Spring Sword Tower. The monks from the Thousand Demons Sect joined forces to defeat our ancestor."
"Tang, who is right and who is wrong, all the monks in the world know."
After saying that, he sneered: "Junzi Lin, you are Lin Yanli's father, Jiang Wanli's husband, and the son-in-law of the Thousand Demons Sect. Of course you are facing them. I can only lament that our Chunjian Tower is weak and is so inferior to you."
These big shots regard them as ants and trample their dignity at will..."
"presumptuous!"
At this moment, Zheng Guanxiong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly shouted loudly.
In his eyes, two masses of light flickered, shooting out like real substance.
He stared at the old Taoist: "Junzi Lin's reputation is known to everyone in the world, how can he be partial to others?"
As he spoke, he bowed to Lin Xifeng and said shamefully: "Gentleman, don't blame me. Yin Min is deeply trapped in the situation, and his eyes are full of clouds and mist. He is a little dazed."
The sect suffered a great disaster, and Zheng Guanxiong was somewhat resentful of Wang Zhusun.
As Lin Xifeng said, Chunjian Tower made the mistake at the beginning, while Thousand Demons Sect made the mistake at the end.
Regarding matters concerning the cave, the Immortal Alliance has already stipulated that all deaths and injuries in the cave are due to the monks' own lack of practice. After leaving the cave, the sect in which they belong must not seek personal revenge for the disciples who died.
Wang Zhusun and Jiansong clearly violated the rules of the mountain when they attacked and killed Lin Yanli outside the cave.
Chunjian Tower took the blame first, and the two of them reported the matter to the Immortal Alliance. Naturally, the Immortal Alliance ignored Wang Zhusun, and maybe they secretly laughed at the futility of Chunjian Tower's overhaul. They attacked and killed a small third-level monk, but his life was ruined.
Flying sword.
Originally, the matter was dropped, but Wang Zhusun, a fool, took the elders of the sect and went to the Thousand Demons Sect to seek justice, but was beaten out by the monks of the Thousand Demons Sect.
Because of this, monks from the Thousand Demons Sect came to the Chunjian Tower and smashed the Ancestral Hall.
Unexpected disasters happened, so how could Zheng Guanxiong not blame Wang Zhusun?
There are also sword pine trees.
That boy Yuantao was bloodthirsty and had slaughtered mortals several times. He originally thought that such a disciple would bring trouble to Chunjian Tower, so he repeatedly warned Jian Song to be more disciplined. However, Jian Song did not take it seriously and instead thought that his junior brother was jealous and he accepted him.
A good apprentice.
Now it's okay, things have reached this stage, and it was the sect that was unlucky in the end. Why didn't these two people let Bai Qing's sword of the river kill them in that mountain col? This would have saved trouble.
Wang Zhusun seemed a little unbelievable when he saw Zheng Guanxiong reprimanding him.
Lin Xifeng shook his head and said: "As Lin Yanli's father and Jiang Wanli's husband, it's normal for Wang Daoyou to ask such a question. I don't mean to blame, I just treat people and things, and what is right is right.
Wrong is wrong."
"Fellow Daoist Wang and Daoist Jiansong attacked and killed Lin Yanli as major cultivators. Fellow Daoist Wang and Daoist Jiansong were wrong, but Lin Yanli was not wrong."
"Fellow Daoist Wang went to Thousand Demons Sect to seek justice for Daoist Jiansong. Fellow Daoist Wang was not wrong."
"The Thousand Demons Sect destroyed the Ancestral Hall of Chunjian Tower because of this. The Thousand Demons Sect was wrong."
Lin Xifeng's voice was slow, like the spring rain in March pouring on the hearts of the monks in Chunjian Tower.
Zheng Guanxiong couldn't help but sigh.
This gentleman Lin is worthy of the name of the neem flower. He is indeed extraordinary. He made the matter clear in just a few words without any favoritism.
There are twenty-four flower trade winds in the south of the Yangtze River, with plum blossoms as the first and neem as the last.
He was the youngest gentleman at Guanhai Academy.
Wang Zhusun opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond, so he simply shut up and chose silence.
Lu Gui stood behind him and his shoulders trembled from time to time.
Lin Xifeng was indeed Lin Xifeng. He calmed down the scene with a few words, and made the other party speechless with his well-founded words.
"Junzi Lin, Chunjian Tower is at fault in this matter. Let's just cancel each other out."
"offset?"
Lin Xifeng frowned and took out a storage bag from his sleeve.
"If you make mistakes, you must make up for them. Here are some spiritual stones. I wonder if they can make up for the loss of Chunjian Tower."
Seeing this, Zheng Guanxiong quickly waved his hands and said: "I can't do it, I can't do it, how can I let a gentleman spend money?"
Lu Gui walked forward slowly, chuckled, lowered Lin Xifeng's palm and said, "Master, how about leaving this matter to me? I can be considered half a member of the Thousand Demons Sect."
Zheng Guanxiong was startled when he heard Lu Gui's words. After feeling the fluctuations of spiritual energy on Lu Gui's body, his expression changed several times.
This man has such a handsome face, and his cultivation level is also so high.
Thousand Demons Sect is a good place with outstanding people, why can't Spring Sword Tower produce such monks?
Lu Gui saw that Zheng Guanxiong kept looking at him, and he wondered if the owner of Chunjian Tower had any special hobbies.
He took out a storage bag from his sleeve and handed it to Zheng Guanxiong. He chuckled and said, "Junzi Lin is right. If you do something wrong, you will be punished. Since Chunjian Tower has lost an ancestral hall, let's build a new one."
That’s it.”
Zheng Guanxiong looked at the storage bag in front of him, stretched out his hand to push it, and said with a smile: "Chunjianlou was at fault first. Fellow Taoist, you'd better take the storage bag back."
Lu Gui's eyes narrowed: "You think it's too little?"
"No, it's not. Fellow Taoist, don't get me wrong."
"The storage bag I sent has never been returned to you. If you don't want it, you can throw it away."
Lu Gui took out another storage bag from his sleeve, stuffed it into Zheng Guanxiong's arms along with the first storage bag, and murmured softly.
Zheng Guanxiong held two bulging storage bags and didn't know what to do.
His consciousness reached into the storage bag, and he was almost blinded by the shining spiritual stone.
Darling, the two storage bags together contain at least a few million spiritual stones.
Inhumane, simply inhumane!
The Thousand Demon Sect's foundation is so deep, and its spending is so generous. Not to mention the ancestral hall, it is more than enough to renovate the entire Chunjian Tower from top to bottom.
Thinking of this, Zheng Guanxiong's heart trembled, and he felt awkward speaking: "This, this..."
"What? Isn't that too little?" Lu Gui raised his eyebrows.