Liang Wanli ignored Elder Ding, but looked directly at Lin San, who was kneeling on the ground shaking, and asked in a deep voice: "What exactly happened? Please tell me in detail."
Lin San calmed down and said slowly: "Just now, the disciple was meditating and practicing. Elder Ding suddenly broke in and asked for my master's relics... Of course I refused. Who knew that Elder Ding would scare me and say no? Hand over my master's relics and kill me... In order to save my life, I had to hand over all my master's relics to Elder Ding... But I never expected that Elder Ding would turn his back on me and get my master's relics. After that, he wanted to kill me and silence me... Then I tried my best to escape here..." Lin San was definitely an expert in making up stories. With the rich expressions on his face, the story was told with quite ups and downs.
"You fart," Elder Ding couldn't help but yelled, and then he kicked Lin San.
"Bang," Lin San flew backwards and hit the wall of the hall heavily. "Wow," he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Elder Ding took long strides and wanted to step forward and beat Lin San. Unexpectedly, he was stopped halfway by the elder Dong Hanxiang.
"Junior Brother Ding, do you really want to kill Feng Chen?" Dong Hanxiang's face looked very ugly.
"Senior Brother Dong, you heard just now that this Feng Chen is a slanderous man and slandered me. If I don't kill him, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart," Elder Ding said angrily.
Elder Ding was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened: "What, could it be that Senior Brother Dong believed Feng Chen's words and thought that I would really rob Junior Brother Zhu's relics?"
Dong Hanxiang said nothing, but looked at Elder Ding with eyes full of suspicion.
"Elder Ding," Liang Wanli, who was sitting on the leader's seat, spoke up: "You really didn't rob Elder Zhu's relics."
Elder Ding hurriedly turned around and saluted Liang Wanli: "Brother, I really didn't do anything. Feng Chen deliberately framed me."
At this time, Lin San got up from the ground, staggered to Liang Wanli and knelt down: "Master, everything the disciple said is true. Even if you lend me some courage, you don't dare to slander Elder Ding." ah,"
Elder Ding was so angry that he almost vomited blood because he was so angry with Lin San. He had been so bad for eight lifetimes. Why did he end up falling for this rogue Lin San?
"Elder Ding, have you gone to see Feng Chen today?" the great elder Dong Hanxiang asked.
Elder Ding nodded: "I went,"
"What do you want to do with Feng Chen?" Dong Hanxiang continued to ask.
"This..." Elder Ding subconsciously looked up at Liang Wanli. Without Liang Wanli's approval, Elder Ding did not dare to say anything about Lin Sanhui's lightning-inducing technique.
"Elder Ding, please answer my question," Dong Hanxiang's tone was a bit too high.
"I went to pay homage to Elder Zhu," Elder Ding gave an untrue answer.
"Besides paying homage to Elder Zhu, what else have you done?" Dong Hanxiang seemed to have a lot of questions today.
Elder Ding shook his head: "I didn't do anything else."
"Elder Ding lied," Lin San shouted angrily: "He clearly robbed my master's relics and finally wanted to kill me to silence him."
"You bastard, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you," Elder Ding felt as if his lungs were about to explode.
Lin San suddenly raised his right hand: "I swear to God, Elder Ding really wants to kill me. If I tell even half a lie, I will die badly." Just now, in front of the attic where Zhu Qingshi lived, Elder Ding asked about the art of drawing lightning. Lin San pretended to be confused and refused to answer, causing Elder Ding to have murderous intentions. If Lin San hadn't noticed that something was wrong, he quickly lowered his posture and expressed his willingness to reveal the secret of practicing the art of attracting lightning. It is estimated that Elder Ding would really know. It is not good for Lin San, so the oath Lin San made is indeed true, so there is no need to worry about retribution.
In the world of cultivation, swearing a poisonous oath is a very cruel form of punishment for cultivators.
Seeing that Lin San actually swore the oath, the expressions of Liang Wanli and other elders suddenly changed.
"Elder Ding, it seems that you have indeed gone too far in this matter," Dong Hanxiang said with a cold face. From now on, Dong Hanxiang has concluded that what Lin San said is true.
"I...I..." Elder Ding was stunned. He never expected that Lin San would dare to swear a poisonous oath.
"Elder Ding, you are too unkind. Not only did you rob Elder Zhu's relics, but you also wanted to kill his only disciple. You are too cruel," the second elder Ouyang Gang said in a deep voice.
"I didn't, I was wronged..." Elder Ding's face turned red anxiously.
At this time, even Liang Wanli looked at Elder Ding with doubts in his eyes.
"Hmph," Dong Hanxiang shook his sleeves, pointed at Elder Ding's nose and cursed: "You and Elder Zhu are brothers in the same sect after all, how could you do such an immoral thing?"
"That's right, it's so shameless,"
"Conscience is eaten by dogs,"
"It's such a shame,"
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The other elders also scolded Elder Ding with disdain.
Elder Ding has lived for hundreds of years, and has never been so wronged. Hearing the sarcasm and insults from many elders, he suddenly felt uncomfortable in his chest.
More than a dozen elders were still chattering sarcastically at Elder Ding. Some elders with a bad temper wanted to sever ties with Elder Ding directly.
"Pfft," Elder Ding suddenly raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, shouting, "I am so angry..." He only said half of his words before he fell to the ground and fainted.
"Uh," the elders in the hall were stunned when they saw Elder Ding suddenly spitting blood from his mouth and falling unconscious.
Lin San, who was kneeling aside, had a very expressive facial expression, and said in his heart: Good guy, a dignified elder in the Yuan Ying stage was so angry that he fainted to death.
In the end, the leader Liang Wanli woke up quickly. He stood up from the chair, walked to Elder Ding in a few steps, squatted down, and put his hand on Elder Ding's chest. After a while, Liang Wanli slowly took his hand away and gently Take a breath.
"Master, how is Elder Ding?" Dong Hanxiang couldn't help but ask. He didn't know how to feel at this time. He just wanted to scold Elder Ding, but he never thought that Elder Ding was so angry. He was so angry that he fainted. To be honest, Dong Hanxiang felt a little guilty.
Liang Wanli shook his head: "I just fainted from exhaustion, it's nothing serious."
Hearing that Elder Ding's life was not in danger, Dong Hanxiang breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Elder Ding would be angry to death.
Liang Wanli raised his head and shouted toward the door: "Here comes someone."
Two disciples suddenly walked in outside.
"Send Elder Ding back to his residence and take good care of him," Liang Wanli ordered.
The two disciples responded, stepped forward and picked up Elder Ding and walked out of the hall.