Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

"You bastard...ah~"

The sound of a slap broke through the air, and the man standing on the stairs with a ferocious look on his face was hit and fell to the ground. There was a red slap mark on his face and a little blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Noisy..."

A cold voice sounded, and the originally whispering people in the hall immediately quieted down. Everyone immediately bowed to the voice.

"Meet the head brother/uncle"

Following the example of the others, the young man turned around and was about to salute when he immediately felt a gaze falling on him. He raised his head carefully and saw a man with an upright figure but a lazy look on his face. Under the sharp gaze, there was a deep inquiry.

The boy did not flinch, but lowered his head silently, waiting for something along with the others.

"As soon as I came out of retreat today, I heard these dirty words. Why do they think I am a big shot? Why do they speak so arrogantly? Or do they not take other people seriously?"

The man who was knocked to the ground instantly turned over and knelt on the ground, saying

"Master, please help the outer disciple. The Purple Sky Peak master favors this disciple. Even if he killed someone, he kept it hidden. Now he is trying to find some evidence. It's all nonsense. My poor disciple has been practicing hard but was still harmed by him. Now he wants to do this again. If you don't help me, I will... just die here. It can be regarded as repaying my gratitude to the Immortal Sect and the disciples."

He was about to hit the pillar, but after he had taken a few steps, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The hall was completely silent, and now he felt that all eyes were on him.

He hurriedly stopped and looked in the direction of his sight. He saw the man on the high seat with a playful look in his eyes as if he was watching a play. He panicked instantly, but the arrow had been shot and there was no turning back. Now the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. He could only run into him headfirst. Suddenly, blood gushed out of his head.

A few of the outer sect disciples wanted to rush over to help the person, but when they saw that no one was talking and the whole place was silent, they did not dare to go forward.

"Master...Please seek justice from the Master."

A weak voice came from the pillar of the main hall. It was so small that you couldn't hear it unless you listened carefully.

“Is this moral kidnapping?”

“What is moral kidnapping?”

A cold voice was heard in the hall, and the young man standing below raised his head and saw his inquiring gaze, and quickly shook his head.

The person on the high seat no longer cared about anything, but stroked his fingers and nodded gently. "What happened in the Immortal Sect, this head will naturally deal with it impartially. Let me ask you, why do you believe that he was the one who harmed those two people?"

The person lying on the ground silently lowered his eyelids and pointed firmly at the boy standing.

"Because he was resentful of my apprentice's carelessness last time and wanted to take revenge."

His words were light and airy, but in the boy's ears they were like shackles, locking him up.

"What evidence do you have?"

"Master's uncle is the witness, and the murder weapon is his dagger."

As he said this, he slowly got up with his weak body and staggered over.

"Really? Uncle Master..."

The man in the high seat glanced at the middle-aged man standing beside him, and under the gaze of everyone, the middle-aged man nodded helplessly.

"In that case, what are you still discussing? Wouldn't it be better to execute him on the spot?"

The cold words pierced the boy's ears like frost and ice. He looked up at the high seat in disbelief.

The staggering man was delighted and said quickly, "Thank you, Master, for enforcing the law impartially."

One family is happy while another is sad. Looking at the happy little face beside him, the young man felt a sense of depression in his heart. His mind was a little confused for a moment. He staggered a few steps. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the person on the high seat stand up gently, flip up his sleeves, and a thunderclap sounded in the sky at this moment.

"Since the case has been decided, why not quickly put this dirty thing to justice? Why waste time?"

As he was speaking, a thunderclap sounded again. The purple lightning was particularly eye-catching in the night sky, and the sound was so loud that it could be heard hundreds of miles away.

The people around were at a loss of what to do when they saw this sudden incident. The middle-aged man on the side also wanted to persuade them, but he saw that the man's hand had already been swung down, and the sound sounded again, as if it was about to chop down.

The man standing next to the young man hurriedly took a few steps back, as if he was afraid that the disaster would happen to him, but his gloating could not be concealed.

The sound was so loud that the people in the hall couldn't help but cover their ears and look at the young man.

The young man closed his eyes at this time, because he knew there was no possibility of retorting, let alone defending himself, so he could only endure it silently.

Suddenly, a blinding purple lightning bolt struck down from the roof, and a blinding brightness suddenly appeared over the entire hall, causing everyone to close their eyes.

After a while, the light gradually faded away. Everyone thought that the center of the hall would be a pile of dust, but the next second, someone shouted without caring about his image.

"Look...he's still alive"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and quickly fixed their eyes on the center of the hall, where a young man was standing.

"Impossible... The leader's Zi Yunlei has never failed before, how could he..."

The man looked incredulous, staggered a few steps, and sat down on the ground.

"You are hiding something unknown."

The person who spoke in the hall looked at him coldly, pointed his finger, and the boy who was standing on the ground floated in the air, and the things in his arms also flew out.

I saw a small scale shell flew into the hands of the man in the hall, and the young man hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

"Master, please return this to me. This is for my master."

"Beiming?"

The boy nodded upon hearing this.

The man looked down, then back at the boy. He then curled his lips, flipped up his sleeves, and a water mirror appeared in front of the boy. Soon the water mirror showed him in the cave, until he was dragged into the darkness by a long, fast thing.

"Is there anyone who is dissatisfied with this?"

The man on the high hall threw the thing back into the boy's hands, said coldly, and then turned back to his seat.

"But... that's not the case... maybe he was just dragged in and just happened to be..."

Before the man sitting on the ground could finish his words, he heard a cold snort, and then a beam of light flew towards his head and penetrated into it.

The others didn't say anything when they saw this, nor did they dare to say anything more.

"Nephew, why are you doing this?"

"Of course, let him experience it for himself to see if there is a backdoor that can allow him to escape."