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.
On the front of the stone platform, three blood-red seal characters are engraved.
"guillotine"
Just seeing these three words, a chill rose up my spine.
Thousands of people looked at this unprecedented building with complicated expressions.
Hongxiao was also watching, looking left and right from time to time.
Guan Yu said teasingly: "Why are junior sisters back?"
Hong Xiao rolled her eyes at her senior brother and said angrily: "Someone sent me a message a few days ago, saying that if you dare not come back, your life will be at risk!"
Guan Yu smiled "haha": "Junior brother wants to establish his authority in the school, why don't we help support the scene?"
Hong Xiao couldn't help but ask: "I've heard a lot of rumors about my junior brothers, is it true?"
Guanyu was silent for a moment, then sighed: "Really!"
Hong Xiao murmured to herself: "Junior brother is such a cheerful person, how could he become like this?"
According to the classification of each mountain and peak, many disciples gathered into groups.
Thousands of people were talking in low voices, making the noise extremely noisy.
Suddenly, a loud noise came to mind.
"I'm coming!!"
"Look!"
"..."
Hong Xiao hurriedly turned around and saw a group of more than ten people walking past on the platform of Jiuyou Peak.
Wearing a uniform black gauze robe, an ebony hairpin on top of his head, and a solemn expression.
First was Master Chongxiao, followed closely by a burly tall Taoist with his eyes closed, it was Zhang Ke.
Then came six real people including Wang Yang, Yun Xiao, and Bi Luo, as well as several Xiantian realm disciples.
The most conspicuous thing is the real person Yun Hong who is bound by the shackles of forbidden laws.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Master Yunhong's original black hair turned gray and hung down in a mess.
When Master Chongxiao and others stepped onto the platform of Jiuyou Peak, all the sounds disappeared.
Thousands of people looked in front of them in silence.
Master Chongxiao took a look at the "Guillotine" and was impressed by its unique shape.
He turned around and asked, "Is this the execution instrument you mentioned?"
Zhang Ke nodded and replied: "Exactly, this is a formation diagram that the disciple got by chance. The disciple modified the formation in it and it just works here!"
Master Chongxiao observed carefully for a while, nodded and said: "Let's begin!"
Zhang Ke took a few steps forward and spoke in a low, solemn tone.
"Fellow disciples: The master of our sect's General Affairs Hall, Yun Hongzhen, has committed corruption and perversion of the law for many years, persecuting fellow disciples, and committing numerous crimes that are too numerous to list."
"According to the sect's laws, the resolution was passed by the Presbyterian Council, the Discipline Academy, and the Catching Tower, and was signed by the headmaster."
"Today, Master Yun Hong will be punished with the punishment of being decapitated. I hope all the disciples will be more careful in the future and not violate the iron laws of the sect!"
After finishing speaking, he made a gesture of invitation to Master Wang Yang.
Wang Yang stepped forward, unfolded the book in his hand, and said loudly:
"Now there are examples of the crimes committed by Master Yunhong as follows:
1. During his tenure as the head of the General Affairs Hall, he embezzled 790,000 gold talismans!
"..."
Thousands of disciples below the peak were in an uproar. The Xiantian realm disciples could not save a few gold talismans in a year.
However, Master Yun Hong actually embezzled so much, which immediately aroused everyone's indignation.
"2. Because I was jealous of my friend Qingping's superior qualifications, I used the inferior "Eight Treasures Suspended Break" to cause her to fail in forming the elixir and die."
"3. Intimidating fellow disciples to offer treasures."
"4. Stealing the property and resources of casual cultivators."
"5. Force practitioners to sacrifice many women."
"..."
After reciting one by one, there were as many as eighty-three, and many disciples listened with fear.
Comparing what he did one by one, he actually broke many rules.
I couldn't help but feel a little more uneasy in my heart.
Master Wang Yang finished reciting the last item, breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to his seat.
Zhang Ke said in a low voice: "Execution!"
Two disciples from the Catching Tower pulled Master Yun Hong up from the left and right and pushed him down directly at the gate of the "Guillotine".
Master Yun Hong shouted: "I won't accept it! I won't accept it even if I die!"
Master Biluo stepped forward and inserted the talisman in his hand into the talisman interface of the "Guillotine".
This is a death warrant that only the leader can issue, and only this warrant can activate the "guillotine".
As the command talisman joins the formation, the entire "Guillotine" lights up red.
The two breaths of black and white were absorbed by the "guillotine" scale and fell into the trays at both ends of the scale.
There is more black than white, and the black pallet sinks immediately when it reaches the top of the knife.
With just one touch, the iron chain loosened, and with a "clatter" sound, the knife fell from the top.
"bass!"
In a clean and tidy manner, the real person Yun Hong, who was kneeling at the Shitai gate, was decapitated with a knife. His head rolled down and blood spurted out.
"His!"
The entire execution process was so fast that one couldn't even think about it.
The visual impact it gave to thousands of disciples at this moment was also extremely strong.
Shock, fear, to name a few.
This execution-style death method is not at all like a practitioner's style.
How long does it take to cultivate a golden elixir?
But now it's as easy as killing a chicken.
The air at the scene was stagnant and there was no sound.
Zhang Ke walked to the "guillotine" and inspected the body of Master Yun Hong.
He turned around and faced the thousands of fellow disciples in the audience.
The "guillotine" chain slowly rose behind him, making a "clattering" sound.
The bright knife slowly rose upward from Zhang Ke's head.
Zhang Ke looked down at everyone like a god, and his figure looked unusually tall.
The knife behind his back is like his eyes, staring at everyone closely.
Everyone held their breath and felt depressed.
Many years later, some people still clearly remember the shocking scene at that time.
Zhang Ke's deep voice sounded.
"Master Yun Hong's crime cannot be forgiven, and the sect's laws have been implemented. Ping Jiang and the other six people's crimes will not lead to death, but they will be punished with two rounds of whipping and thirty years of hard labor!"
When he talked about caning, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. It was really that he was beaten so badly back then that it left a shadow.
"Everyone in the audience has heard clearly, just because I killed Yun Hong today, it does not mean that your body will be clean."
"From today on, let's forget the past, but..."
Zhang Ke's voice was even deeper, but it sounded like muffled thunder.
"I have eight hundred ears to report to the gods, and I am proficient in wishful changes."
"In the future, if any of my fellow disciples violates the sect's iron laws again, all previous accounts will be settled!"
"If you don't want to be on the guillotine, then all of you should be wary."
After saying a few short words, thousands of people in the audience felt relieved at first.
Afterwards, Zhang Ke left Jiuyou Peak with Master Chongxiao and returned to the Wind Catcher together.
After sitting down, Master Chongxiao and others were not in a very good mood. After all, they had been fellow disciples for many years.
Zhang Ke's ruthlessness can be seen clearly today.
Bi Luo looked at Zhang Ke and asked curiously: "Brother! Do you really have the eight hundred ears to repay the gods?"
Zhang Ke was speechless: "It's just a lie to outsiders, why do you still believe it?"
Bi Luo said with some regret: "It would be great if there was one! I have wanted to learn such a magical power."
Zhang Keliu thought: "Oh! That's it! Let me think about it and see if I can deduce a talisman."
Master Chongxiao's heart skipped a beat and he quickly changed the subject: "That's right! Zhang Ke! The headmaster has read your plan."
"I may have to talk to you in detail in the next two days. You can think about it carefully."
Zhang Ke's attention was attracted.
"Okay, I'll go check it out carefully!"
Looking at the relieved expressions of Master Chongxiao and others, Bi Luo smiled slightly.
If there were really eight hundred ears to reward the gods, everyone would probably not be able to sleep peacefully.
Three days later.
Bell and Drum Mountain, Wind Catcher Tower, and the entrance of Haezhi Hall.
Ping Jiang and six other disciples were whipped and watched as the six of them were beaten to death several times.
With incontinence of urine and feces, everyone was trembling with fear and feared the sect's laws.
There seemed to be a pair of deep, indifferent eyes staring at him in the sky.