Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

Bu Yunmiao's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was loud enough for several disciples outside the crowd to hear, and they all frowned at the same time.

The male disciple who was once caught by Bu Yunmiao and asked about Zhao Qing's whereabouts and was inexplicably humiliated was also there. He laughed and said, "If Junior Brother Zhao Qing, who has reached the peak of foundation building after only five years of practice, is just pretending, then those of us who practiced earlier are just waiting to die."

His name is Li Zong, and he has a good relationship with Zhao Qing. After being humiliated by Bu Yunmiao, he practiced hard for five years and his strength has reached the peak of foundation building. He became a disciple of an elder and is not afraid of her now.

Although Bu Yunmiao could not remember a minor character like him, he could understand the sarcasm in his words and his expression changed immediately.

"How dare you! How dare you mock me..."

Ever since Zhao Qing joined the sect, the two of them, both of whom were born with spiritual bones, were inevitably compared with each other. After Jiuyu strictly prohibited the gossip, it did quiet down for a while.

But as Zhao Qing's cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, he caught up with Bu Yunmiao at an astonishing speed and reached the peak of foundation building, gossip began to spread again.

This is what it means to be born with spiritual bones.

Now, everyone looked at Bu Yunmiao in an extremely strange way.

Because the contrast is too obvious.

Even the supreme elder who was in seclusion couldn't help but come out and called Jiuyu over. No one knew what he said exactly, but everyone saw the changes in Bu Yunmiao.

She can now be seen in many courses that she used to disdain to participate in.

Li Zong smiled lightly, and a snort escaped from his nose, "Senior Sister Bu, you are overthinking it. I didn't mention a word about Senior Sister Bu just now."

Other disciples who had long been dissatisfied with Bu Yunmiao, who enjoyed many privileges, responded one after another.

Bu Yunmiao had a flamboyant personality and liked everyone to flatter her. She had always been spoiled by Jiuyu and had never suffered such an injustice before. She soon became furious and summoned the Phoenix Sword without hesitation. With spiritual power surging, she stabbed at Li Zong with the sword.

Zhao Qing had been watching the conflict silently since its inception. When he saw Bu Yunmiao taking action, he was not in a hurry, because Li Zong's current strength was not weaker than Bu Yunmiao's.

Even Zhu Baishao didn't think that Bu Yunmiao's sword could hurt Li Zong.

Unexpectedly, when Li Zong saw Bu Yunmiao stabbing at him angrily, he did not dodge or block, but just stood where he was and even took the initiative to face the sword.

puff--

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh brought silence to the place.

The scorching sword light from the Huafeng Sword evaporated the blood in the wound and even began to burn Li Zong's flesh and spiritual power.

Li Zong groaned in pain, which brought many people back to their senses.

Zhu Baishao waved her sleeves and threw Bu Yunmiao away. The latter was still holding the hilt of the sword, and the Huafeng Sword fell to the ground with her.

Zhao Qing over there had already taken out the healing pills and started treating Li Zong.

Bu Yunmiao also came back to her senses from her anger. She pursed her lips and whispered, "...He didn't dodge and deliberately bumped into my sword..."

It’s a pity that everyone’s attention was on Li Zong and no one cared about her.

The sword wound caused by the Phoenix Sword is extremely special, and ordinary treatment methods are simply unable to dispel the scorching sword energy.

The Snow-Breaking Sword at Zhu Baishao's side transformed into a cloud-like sword spirit, which drilled into Li Zong's body through his wound, quickly swallowed up the sword energy of the Phoenix Sword, and drilled out again.

It sounds simple, but the pain Li Zong suffered was not light.

This matter obviously could not be concealed, and soon the sect leader, Jiuyu, and the elders of the Discipline Hall all rushed over and started a three-court trial.

Bu Yunmiao was very afraid of the elder of the Discipline Hall who was dressed in black robes and had a stern face. When she saw Jiuyu, who was dressed in white and looked cold and extraordinary, it was like she saw a life-saving straw. Her eyes lit up frighteningly and she pounced on him directly.

"Master!"

In her panic, she did not hide her feelings and threw herself into Jiuyu's arms.

Jiuyu frowned slightly, grabbed her arm in advance, and pulled it to the side, preventing her from falling into his arms.

But the subtle details just now still caught the attention of several people.

The clan leader sitting at the top frowned, but didn't say anything, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Yin Wu Yue in Zhao Qing's sea of ​​consciousness showed contempt, and said with an indescribable contempt, "I thought your righteous path was so glorious and bright, tsk, isn't this also a disregard for human ethics?"

"Tsk tsk, hypocrisy."

Zhao Qing was puzzled, "What are you talking about?"

A wicked smile flashed across Yin Wu Yue's lips, "Didn't you see? Bu Yunmiao and her master Jiuyu are not ordinary master and disciple..."

"The look in her eyes just now, the subconscious movement of wanting to throw herself into my arms...tsk tsk..."

He thought it was becoming more and more interesting.

Zhao Qing went over these words in his mind, and the expression on his face almost couldn't be suppressed.

Bu Yunmiao and True Lord Jiuyu... ?

The relationship between a teacher and a student...

I don’t know if it was Yin Wu Yue who pointed it out, but when Zhao Qing looked at the two people again, he felt something was ambiguous.

Even if they have a good relationship between master and disciple, Bu Yunmiao's eyes are a little too passionate.

This……

Zhao Qing's head was buzzing with shock at the news of the master-disciple romance, and he didn't even hear what was said on the field.

Zhu Baishao stood aside expressionlessly, but heard everything.

First, the sect leader spoke with disappointment on his face, "Yun Miao, you attacked your fellow disciples without permission, do you know your crime?"

Bu Yunmiao's eyes were slightly red. She glanced at Jiuyu who was sitting upright, and then she felt more confident. "It was Li Zong who spoke rudely to me and ridiculed me first. I just wanted to scare him, and he bumped into my sword himself."

"Ridiculous!" The elder of the Discipline Hall shouted coldly, "So many disciples present saw it with their own eyes. It was you who first slandered your fellow disciples. Li Zong only refuted you with one sentence, and you attacked him. You have no friendship with your fellow disciples at all. And now you are still lying without blinking an eye?"

Bu Yunmiao explained angrily that it was Li Zong who bumped into her, so why didn't anyone believe her?

She couldn't help but cast her eyes on Jiuyu. Seeing him shaking his head slightly at her, she reluctantly said, "Disciple knows his fault and is willing to accept the punishment."

The elder of the Discipline Hall snorted coldly, "According to the rules, you should be punished by being confined to the Cliff of Repentance for five years, but..."

He looked at Li Zong and slowed down his tone slightly, "It was you who was attacked today. Do you have any other ideas?"

Li Zong's face looked a little abnormal due to excessive blood loss. He summoned a magic sword, held it in his hand and said:

"I don't ask for anything else, I just ask for it to be returned to me as it is. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have a demon in my heart."

"This……"

The sect leader and the elders of the Discipline Hall looked at each other and both felt that what he said made sense.

Jiuyu's eyes were cold, "This is against the rules."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Bu Yunmiao's back seemed to straighten a little, "Disciple is willing to go to the Cliff of Repentance to accept punishment."

Li Zong sneered, "Sister Bu, are you going to the cliff to reflect on your mistakes or to enjoy yourself?"

The elder of the Discipline Hall's face darkened, "Be careful with your words."

Jiuyu's cold gaze was fixed on Li Zong like a sword, and the strong pressure hanging over his head made it impossible for him to say a few more words.