My script is a supporting role

"Now that Tianxing Jianzhai has come forward, I think he will uphold justice, give justice to the dead, and brighten the world to the living!"

As one of the nine major sects, Cangyun Sect's words aroused countless applause and enthusiastic responses.

Xie Chengfeng said again: "The Cangyun Sect has been a sect for thousands of years. It has always been strict and fair. This time, it must also uphold the heart of justice and justice, and work with Tianxing Jianzhai and the world to maintain the clarity of the practice world. Clear."

The response from all parties became more enthusiastic.

However, the other sects of the same nine major sects responded differently.

Tianyi faction and Qixing Pavilion just nodded slightly, but secretly thought: "This meeting is clearly hosted by Tianxing Jianzhai, but you Cangyunzong is rushing here to make your debut here. Could it be that you have made a mistake?".

Brahma Sect, Wuji Sect, Yanli Sect, Chunyang Sect and several other sects secretly said: "The disciples of Cangyun Sect lost to the chosen son of Qingli Sect in the secret realm trial, and Cangyun Sect is quite unconvinced."

"Could it be that they are deliberately targeting the Qingli Sect at this conference?"

In fact, the disciples of these sects also participated in the secret trial, but they were not as strong as Cang Yunzong.

After all, there is only one leader.

Whoever snatches it is actually very normal.

But it is impossible for any millennium sect to rely on only one or two talented disciples to support it.

In the long river of history, how many sects that were short-lived in the pan, suddenly shined brightly because of the rise of a stunning genius, and disappeared quickly without a trace because of the disappearance of the genius.

The overall level of disciples in a sect is the embodiment of the sect's true strength.

So it's a bit short-sighted to be worried about a competition.

However, because of Lin Jin and Murong Qingyue's popularity in the Qingli Sect recently, these sects were also happy to watch the Qingli Sect get into trouble.

Otherwise, the limelight of the nine major sects would be robbed by their family, and it would be really uncomfortable.

The Chunyang Sect and the Yanli Sect had a good personal relationship with the Qingli Sect, so they were relatively indifferent to Xie Chengfeng's words.

"Although the rumors are raging, nothing has been concluded."

"It's too early to come out to build momentum now."

Right now, except for the Zixiao Monastery and the Moonfall Galaxy, there are no visitors, and the most important practice sects in the practice world have basically arrived.

With such a large battle, this crusade meeting has completely exceeded the expectations of the seven Northwest factions in Chiyunzhai.

Gongsun Yan of Chiyun Village felt a little sweaty on his back, but he reminded himself repeatedly: "We have lost so many people, no one can say that we are wrong, right?"

Although I have always thought this way, for some reason, I always feel a little weak in my heart, and I am sweating all the time.

At this time, there was a long and steady groan in the air.

"Qingli Sect, Zheng Qingshan, with all the disciples..."

This long chant was deep and long, and extremely powerful.

Everyone couldn't help raising their heads.

I saw a group of practitioners in the air, probably dozens of them, all dressed in the uniform style of the Qingli Sect, coming slowly from mid-air.

These Qingli disciples either controlled swords, controlled weapons, or controlled spirit beasts, forming a large formation in the air without any confusion among them.

Zheng Qingshan stood in front of the big formation, with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, and his usual obscene appearance also looked extraordinary.

There was a buzz of discussion in the venue.

"People from Qingli Sect are here!"

"This appearance is too high-profile, isn't it?"

All the sects arrived at the venue, they all landed outside the venue and entered on foot.

Only the Qingli Sect flew straight into the arena like this.

Even the Nanhua Sect and the Yanli Sect, who are close friends with the Qingli Sect, feel a little puzzled.

"The Qingli Sect has always acted in a low-key manner, why did it deliberately act in such a high-profile manner today?"

Gongsun Yan and the others in Chiyunzhai watched with anger, "Although my Northwest Seven Sects are only a small faction, so many people have died after all."

"The Qingli Sect entered the arena so forcefully, it's simply too deceiving."

Liu Xiangdong of Huatianzong said in a low voice: "Don't pay attention to him, Qinglizong's behavior will only make people in the world dissatisfied, and it will be more beneficial to us!"

When the others heard it, it seemed that the words made sense, so they put away their anger and looked coldly at what the Qingli Sect was going to do.

Zheng Qingshan was not aware of the strange eyes of the entire venue, and his expression was calm.

After entering the arena, Zheng Qingshan and all the Qingli disciples landed slowly.

Zheng Qingshan bowed his hands to everyone in the venue, and said: "Qingli Sect, Zheng Qingshan, and all the disciples, send greetings to all fellow practitioners."

Turning to Gongsun Yan and the others, he said: "The Qingli Sect is deeply saddened by the misfortune of the Qimen. Please mourn the Qimen."

Gongsun Yan gritted his teeth and said: "Today's crusade meeting, the people of the world will witness, the murderer must be punished, so as to comfort the spirit of the dead!"

Zheng Qingshan met Gongsun Yan's gaze, and said calmly: "Gongsun Village Master is right, if there is a need, the Qingli Sect will definitely look at the friendship of the same way and give a helping hand."

Ganjimen Luo Chengli snorted softly, and said, "That's very good, I hope Elder Zheng won't forget this sentence in a while."

"When the murderer is about to be severely punished, Elder Zheng please don't be soft."

Zheng Qingshan glanced at the faces of the seven factions, and said: "Zheng's words will never be forgotten."

"Don't forget your own words, the principals of the Seven Sects."

Chapter 300 Crusade Conference ([-])

Qingfeng Valley.

Yu Lingze was still dressed in white, and his face was as cold as an ice sculpture.

Mo Chen came out of the room.

Today he changed into the Taoist uniform of the Qingli Sect. It was clean, smooth, and looked handsome.

Looking at Mo Chen, Yu Lingze said, "Are you ready? Let's go!"

Mo Chen smiled slightly, "Let's go."

Yu Lingze said: "Although so far, I believe everything you have said, and I am willing to work with you to find out the truth behind it."

"But at the venue, I still represent Tianxing Jianzhai."

"So I will still stand on an objective and neutral standpoint to verify and judge this matter."

"The confrontation between you and Qimen mainly depends on yourself. I will only explain where I need to explain."

"Do you know what I mean?"

Mo Chen nodded and said: "I understand that. Whatever you want to do, just do it. I know what I should do."

Yu Lingze didn't say any more, he rode the ice-blue flying sword and took Mo Chen into the wind.

The two were speechless all the way.

When they arrived at Chiyunzhai, Yu Lingze put away his flying sword, and together with Mo Chen, walked slowly into the venue.

Seeing Yu Lingze, Gongsun Yan and other seven principals showed excitement, and saluted in unison, "Mr. Yu!"

Yu Lingze returned the salute to the seven people one by one, saying: "Today, fellow practitioners from all over the world gathered together, hoping to clarify the truth and demonstrate justice."

"Tianxing Jianzhai will definitely preside over it impartially and impartially."

Gongsun Yan and others said: "Mr. Lao Yu is here."

Yu Lingze nodded slightly, and walked towards the center of the venue.

All the cultivation sects stood up in unison to signal.

"Mr. Yu!"

There is not only respect for the holy place of Tianxingjianzhai, but also admiration for Yu Lingze, an unborn genius swordsman.

28 years old, Yuantong seventh level.

This is a height that many people can't reach in their lifetime.

Although there are so many practice sects present, there are only a handful of people who can cultivate to this level.

Even for a major sect like the Nine Great Sects, those who have reached the realm of Yuantong are all high-level figures above the elder level.

Moreover, most of them are in their forties or fifties or even older.

For small sects like Chiyunzhai, even the suzerain is not in the Spiritual Realm, not to mention.

Yu Lingze returned the salute to everyone, walked to the first place in the center and sat down.

Mo Chen stopped in the field and smiled at Zheng Qingshan, "Uncle, how are you doing?"

Zheng Qingshan stared at him blankly, and said angrily: "Not dead yet!"

After a pause, after thinking about it, I felt that I still need to explain it, and then said: "You can say whatever you have in a while, as long as you have the reason, the Qingli Sect will definitely not let people insult you."

"If someone turns black and white and maliciously smears you, don't be afraid!"

"I'm still sitting here, a handful of old bones still a little heavy."

Mo Chen looked at Zheng Qingshan and thought of how in the book of gods he was killed by Lin Jinfan because he let him go, and couldn't help feeling a little moved.

Seeing Mo Chen showing a look of sadness, Zheng Qingshan thought that he was a little timid because he saw the big battle today.

Immediately, he was out of breath, and regardless of the presence of fellow practitioners all over the world, he took off a shoe and threw it over.

"Manly man, what storm can't you afford?"

"You look like that, who are you going to show it to?"

The shoe didn't come quickly or sharply, but Mo Chen didn't dodge it, and stood where he was, letting the shoe hit his head.

"Snapped!"

The shoe bounced off Mo Chen's head and fell to the ground.

Mo Chen bent down silently, picked up the shoe, walked up to Zheng Qingshan, and put it on for him.

"Uncle, the weather here in the northwest is not good. After this conference is over, you should not stay any longer. Go back quickly."

Zheng Qingshan was stunned for a moment.

The shoes that have been thrown out for many years have either been thrown farther, or thrown back directly. When will I see this kid wear them once?

Seeing Mo Chen's appearance, Zheng Qingshan's heart softened, he put away his scolding, and said softly:

"Your uncle and I have not seen anything in all these years?"

"Northwest is a fart."

"Do you really think I'm old?"

Mo Chen smiled and said: "Of course not, my uncle, you are in your prime, how can you say an old word?"

Zheng Qingshan looked at Mo Chen, vaguely saw his father's appearance, and couldn't help feeling a little bit in his heart.

"Although this kid is usually tired and stubborn, he is only in his teens after all. These things are still a bit heavy for him."

Sighing lightly, he stretched out his hand to pat Mo Chen, and said, "Don't be afraid, even if the sky falls today, your uncle and I will still be here."

"If you have something to say, just say it, if you shouldn't...don't say it."

Mo Chen put Zheng Qingshan's shoes on, smiled and said: "Uncle, I understand."

Standing up, he said again: "Remember what I said, once the meeting is over, you go back to Qingli Sect, don't hang around here."

Zheng Qingshan snorted and said: "You keep telling me to go back, you must give me a reason?"

"Besides this, is there any embarrassing thing that you haven't told me?"

Mo Chen giggled and said, "Well, it's because I want to marry a wife, so you have to go back and make arrangements for me."

Zheng Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes wide, "You want to marry a wife?"

"Who are you marrying?"

Mo Chen just found a reason to prevaricate him. Hearing Zheng Qingshan's questioning, he groaned and said, "I haven't figured it out yet."

Zheng Qingshan's complexion changed, and he slapped and called out, "I didn't think about marrying anyone, what do you want me to go back to do?"