"Chifa, from the Golden Core Tiangang Realm, has received various treasures from others since June of the year Ding Chou to the present, with a total resource of 400,000 gold talismans.
In addition, ten female disciples of the Hehuan Cult were accepted, and nineteen core secrets of the sect were betrayed.
It is confirmed that he conspired with Qi Mu, Jia Deng and other seventeen people to seize the position of acting head of the sect.
After the ruling of the ‘Jie Yuan’, ‘Wind Catching Platform’ and ‘Presbyterian Council’, the red-haired man was sentenced to nine rounds of straight body and beheaded!”
"Qimu, the evil realm of Jindan, has killed nine disciples of the sect, including Feng Cang and Wang Heng, since September of the Gengchen year.
After the ruling of the ‘Jiemen Yuan’, ‘Feng Catching Platform’, and ‘Presbyterian Council’, Qi Mu was sentenced to nine rounds of straightening and beheaded!”
"Liu Shuang, the golden elixir earth evil realm, in..."
"He Qingkui, in the golden elixir dragon and tiger realm, in..."
"..."
More than 20,000 disciples looked at the golden font on the vertical scroll with blood-red fonts marked "Beheading" with great trembling.
The names of thirty Jindan Daoists and fifty-one Xiantian Realm disciples are neatly listed on the vertical axis.
In my ears, I could hear the clear and loud voice of Master Biluo from the "Wind Catcher" narrating his crimes.
'Does the sect actually want to kill a real person in the Golden Core Realm?'
Everyone felt incredible in their hearts.
The golden elixir realm has a lifespan of eight hundred. Once you advance to the golden elixir level, you can serve the sect for hundreds of years.
It is not an easy task for any sect to cultivate a Jindan Zhenren.
Previously, according to the speculations of all the disciples, even if Master Jindan of the sect committed a serious crime, the most he could do was to be imprisoned.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, I directly heard the word "Beheading".
It can be said that many disciples were dumbfounded, and even the thousands of locked sect disciples were scared to death.
After Master Biluo finished describing the crimes and sentences committed by the eighty-one disciples one by one.
Hundreds of disciples from the "Wind Catching Platform" worked in pairs and used long red staffs to lift a disciple who had committed a crime over his head and strode into the aisle of the "Tianmen Platform".
Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of disciples, two hundred and forty-three groups in white clothes were pierced through the Tianmen aisle with long vermilion staffs holding fishes, and one group entered the nine steps of Tianmen Terrace.
Shi Zhongxiu held his breath and stared blankly at the scene happening in front of him.
Shi Zhongyu's name was not on the first list. He didn't know if Shi Zhongyu had also violated the 'beheading punishment'.
But when he saw each of his fellow disciples being forked and locked up on the 'Tianmen Beheading Platform' like animals, he was extremely shocked and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel the sadness of a rabbit dying or a fox dying in his heart.
"It's strange. There are only eighty-one people on the sentence list, but there are no less than two hundred people on the execution platform. What's going on?"
A fellow student next to him asked in confusion.
This was also something that surprised Shi Zhongxiu.
"Haha~! You guys don't know, there are two hundred and forty-three people here.
In addition to the eighty-one disciples of this sect, the remaining one hundred and sixty-two are disciples of other sects.
The head of the sect has said that if these disciples from various sects had not stirred up trouble, there would not have been so many disciples of our sect falling into corruption.
Therefore, every disciple of our sect will be buried with two disciples of other sects."
"Ah! That's it. No wonder the sect has been arresting disciples from various sects and sects this month."
Shi Zhongxiu also suddenly understood why Zhang Ke fought to the death with more than two hundred other sects in the Penglai Sea.
Then he set his sights on the 'Tianmen Beheading Platform' on the highest level.
Six feet above the ground, green and gold, square and square, with reliefs of various mythical beasts, landscapes, birds and animals carved on it.
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.
There are three gaps on the arched stone platform below. At this time, the two 'Wind Catchers' are using long vermilion staffs to cross two disciples from other sects over the left and right gaps, leaving only one gap in the air.
"Click! Click!"
After several lock sounds, the two of them were locked with their backs against the arched stone platform and their faces facing up, unable to move.
A few minutes later, one hundred and sixty-two disciples from various sects were all locked into the ‘Tianmen Killing Platform’.
The disciples of the ‘Xiantian Yiqi Southern Sect’ such as Master Chifa were locked on the support frame next to the execution platform.
It is said to be a support frame, but it is actually two columns and a beam hanging with four copper rings.
These four copper rings can lock a person's hands and feet together, making the red-haired person and others look like they have the word "big" written in their mouth.
Xu Qingzhi looked at the tens of thousands of silent disciples below and shouted loudly:
"Verify your true identity!"
"Here!"
A disciple from the Catching Platform next to Master Chifa took out an identity token and tapped it on Master Chifa's forehead.
The token suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light, revealing the phantom avatar of the red-haired real person.
The disciple raised his right hand high and shouted:
"Confirm me!"
"Confirm me!"
Voices sounded from all over the nine stairs.
Xu Qingzhi looked around and shouted loudly:
"Execution!"
"Follow the law!"
The big drums on both sides of each staircase were beaten, and bursts of rapid drum beats sounded, crushing the sky like a tide.
"Dong dong dong dong——!!"
The atmosphere on the Tianmen stage suddenly became tense.
At the same time, the bronze mirrors on both sides of the stairs on each floor flashed a dark golden glow.
Eighteen huge water mirrors appeared above Tianmen Terrace, directly reflecting every beheading platform on Tianmen Terrace.
Everyone held their breath and looked up at the mirror in the sky.
Following Xu Qingzhi's order, Bi Luo from the "Feng Catching Platform", Yu Fengtong from the "Discipline Academy" and Yan Chuan from the "Presbyterian Academy" each took out a Zhupiling arrow.
The three of them checked the three Zhu Piling arrows with each other, and then each shook their hands and threw them towards the bronze table in front of the Tianmen Terrace aisle.
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As Zhu Piling's arrow was inserted into the slot, a dark cloud with a pattern of thunder patterns painted on the bronze table rose up and floated in the air above the nine stairs.
Endless thunder and lightning gathered in the dark clouds.
The next second...
"Boom--!"
Eighty-one rays of blue lightning flew out of the thundercloud like long whips, directly hitting the eighty-one disciples locked on the support frame.
"Zizzi——!"
Twenty thousand disciples saw clearly from the water mirror in the air, one after another lightning whip fell, and the faces of the red-haired master and others were instantly distorted.
Because their mouths were sealed, they couldn't even utter painful wails. They could only see their bloodshot eyes shaking violently like chaff.
Burnt marks appeared on the bodies of every tortured disciple.
‘Hiss——!!’
At this moment, the more than 20,000 disciples who were looking at Shui Jing all took a breath.
Immediately afterwards, a second set of eighty-one lightning whips burst out from the thunderclouds in the sky.
"boom--!"
"boom--!"
"..."
When the non-stop nine rounds of thunder and lightning whips fell one after another, the red-haired master and the other eighty-one people no longer had any good skin or flesh on their bodies.
Lightning patterns appeared on the charred body.
The 20,000 disciples held their breaths and watched the numerous tortured disciples, with cold sweat covering their palms.
'It was so dangerous. Fortunately, I resisted the temptation.'
This is the only thought in countless people's minds at this time.
After the nine rounds of whipping, the thunder clouds in the sky swirled down like a stream of blue smoke and penetrated into the bronze case.
Shi Zhongxiu watched as numerous "Wind Catcher" disciples locked the eighty-one sect disciples one by one into the gap of the execution platform.
After all eighty-one people were locked into the execution platform.
"Buzz-!"
Lines of dark golden spiritual light extended upward from the columns on both sides of the 'Beheading Platform', and soon connected with the scales on the top beam.
The golden eyes on the scales immediately emitted golden light and shone on everyone at the gate.
The eighty-one disciples including the red-haired master, including the disciples from various sects who accompanied him, were all in a trance, trapped in endless memories.
Every person who was executed on the execution platform was interrogated by a golden light.
Countless past events and experiences are recalled one by one in everyone's mind.
At the same time, black and white mist appeared on the black and white scale on the beam.
The scale began to tilt according to the weight of the black and white fog.
After a few seconds, the scale stood still, with its high and low values determined.
At this moment, the chain on the beam seemed to have received some kind of instruction and began to tighten.
The next second, the extremely tight chain suddenly loosened, and the blade with a layer of white light shining on the blade fell off instantly.
"Crash--!"
Accompanied by the sound of chain transmission, the knife slashed downwards as fast as lightning.
The red-haired master looked up and clearly saw the knife slashing towards his neck.
For some reason, he found that his senses became extremely sensitive at this moment.
The movement of the chains, the sound of breathing, the vibration of the heartbeat, and even the wind blowing on the skin can be felt.
In addition, there is also the trembling from the soul when the knife falls.
At this moment, fear surged over me like a tide, endless and endless.
I wanted to close my eyes, but found it impossible to do so. I wanted to shout to vent my fear, but my mouth was tightly blocked.
The time for the knife to fall was extremely short, just a moment, but the red-haired master and others felt that this process was extremely long.
He could only watch the knife falling on him, letting his fear continue to grow.
'ah--!'
The moment the knife fell on their necks, the two hundred and forty-three people let out a hysterical wail from the bottom of their hearts.
"bass-!"
Like a guillotine cutting grass, at this moment, two hundred and forty-three heads fell simultaneously on the nine steps, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly spurted out from the nine steps.
‘Gululu—!’
‘Gululu—!’
Two hundred and forty-three hideous and terrifying heads rolled on the ground.
"ah--!"
Eighteen water mirrors high in the sky clearly showed the scene of the beheading of two hundred and forty-three people.
Thousands of female disciples watching the water mirror on the circular stairs could not help but exclaim in surprise.