Senior brothers, please stop abusing me. I'm going to change my ways to be merciless.

Gu Xingyuan hurriedly shouted: "Wait! The elders are still here, how dare you..."

However, the elders had left at some point in time.

The disciples made such a big fuss, how could the elders and the sect leader not know about it? They just turned a blind eye on purpose.

"Senior Brother, please take action quickly!" Gu Xingyuan shouted.

"Senior Brother, quickly use your late Jindan stage pressure to repel them!" Lin Zichen also said hurriedly.

When he turned around, he saw the eldest brother being pushed to the ground. He covered his head, curled up his body, and let the disciples punch and kick him without any resistance.

Lin Zichen was stunned for a moment, then his eyes suddenly turned red. He rushed forward desperately, pushing the disciples away with his body, and roared:

"Get out! Everyone, get out! Don't kick him!"

When Lin Zichen rushed to Su Muqing's side, the other's Taoist robe was already dirty and covered with footprints. His hair crown had fallen somewhere, his hair was messy and draped over his body, and his face was dirty.

Lin Zichen's tears flowed unconsciously.

"Elder brother, you..."

He wanted to ask why he didn't resist.

Su Muqing slowly raised his eyes, revealed a bitter smile, and said softly: "It's okay, just get out of the way and let them fight."

The disciples were right, he was the sinner of the Tianji Sect.

It was he who found the junior sister, but it was also he who misjudged people and failed to take good care of the junior sister. As the eldest brother of Xuanji Peak, he should bear more responsibility.

He was willing to be punished.

Lin Zichen sniffed, his heart aching and tight.

So he hugged his eldest brother and tried his best to use his body to block some of the falling punches and kicks for him.

The disciples turned a blind eye to their deep brotherly love and only felt intense resentment.

They also have senior brothers and sisters, and junior brothers and sisters whom they regard as family members, but because of Song Xixi, they lost their most important talents and became ordinary disciples. Some of them had the hope of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, but in the end their cultivation level remained at the Foundation Establishment stage forever.

How could they not hate it!

Su Muqing and others are Song Xixi's senior brothers. She made a mistake, and they, as senior brothers, should pay for the mistake of their junior sister!

They only suffered some physical pain, but those whose talents were taken away by Song Xixi could never get them back.

Beating them up is the least of their worries!

......

Fan Li, Zhou Ming and the other two stood not far away, watching the scene with complicated expressions.

Ye Wushuang paid special attention to Fan Li's expression and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She was afraid that Fan Li would become soft-hearted because of this.

"Let's go." Fan Li spoke first, "The Sect Master is still waiting for us."

The main hall of the sect.

Master Yunmeng stood with his hands behind his back, his expression cold. "Why did you all call me here again? If it's nothing important, I'm going back to take care of my daughter."

After Master Yunmeng resigned from the position of sect leader, he became more and more arrogant and rude, but they had no way to deal with him.

The Xiaoyao Sect Master sat at the head of the table and said disappointedly, "Yunmeng, you are protecting a sinner."

Master Yunmeng frowned, "I'll say this one last time. She's my daughter. No matter how big a mistake she makes, she's still someone I'll protect for the rest of my life!"

The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he stopped trying to persuade him.

"If she was a fake, would you still do this?"

Upon hearing this, Master Yunmeng couldn't help but sneer, "To force me to execute her, you can even come up with such an excuse! This is a bit too much!"

"Could it be that in your eyes, I can't even recognize my own daughter?"

A hint of anger flashed across Master Yunmeng's face. He waved his sleeves and said, "I'm not that foolish! Farewell!"

Xiaoyao Sect Master flicked his whisk and said, "Wait a minute."

Master Yunmeng stopped, tilted his head slightly, and said domineeringly: "I will not hand her over. If you have the guts, come and snatch her away."

The Xiaoyao Sect Master smiled and said slowly, "Please be patient, please be patient. We are not robbers, so how could we rob people? We understand that you love your daughter so much."

Just then, he saw Fan Li, Ye Wushuang and others coming.

The leader of Xiaoyao Sect knew that the time had come.

"I have met the sect master and elders."

Fan Li, Ye Wushuang and others greeted them one by one.

When Fan Li saluted Master Yunmeng, his eyes seemed to be looking at an enemy. He neither nodded nor spoke.

The elders' faces darkened. They all realized that Fan Li had completely offended Master Yunmeng.

Xiaoyao Sect Master: "No need to be polite, come here and stand by my side."

Fan Li and others walked up to the sect leader.

When Master Yunmeng noticed that everyone was looking at him with condemning eyes, he snorted coldly and said unhappily, "What are you looking at? I wouldn't bother with a junior."

The elders then withdrew their gaze.

Back to the topic, the leader of Xiaoyao Sect flicked his whisk, and a white light flashed through the air and landed lightly beside Master Yunmeng.

"What does this mean?" He looked at the other person suspiciously.

"Yunmeng, can you lend me a hair of yours?" The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect said in a kind voice.

Master Yunmeng generously pulled off a strand of hair and placed it in his palm.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect smiled slightly, then used his spiritual power to send the strand of hair into the ball of spiritual light, and then silently recited a few spells.

After a while, a slim figure gradually emerged in the spiritual light.

This is a girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

She has willow-shaped eyebrows, an oval face, and delicate features, and is about 50% similar to Yunmeng Zhenren.

But his face was pale, and there was a bloody hole on his forehead from which blood was oozing out. It looked a bit creepy at first glance.

This is a woman who died a violent death.

She looked at Master Yunmeng with a smile on her face, without saying a word.

The moment Yunmeng Zhenren saw the ghost, his mind went blank.

He felt a strong blood bond!

This is his daughter!

Master Yunmeng was shocked.

Could it be that he has a daughter? Is this Huanyue Sanren and his child?

As soon as this idea came up, it was rejected by Master Yunmeng.

Impossible, Huanyue Sanren has never been pregnant.

So… this is…

Master Yunmeng looked at the woman's familiar eyes and eyebrows, and Song Sanniang's gentle face appeared in his mind.

"You, what's your name?"

The ghost said in a serious tone, "My last name is Song, Song Xixi."

Master Yunmeng stepped back in disbelief, horrified: "How could this be, how could this be possible..."

He turned his head quickly and glared at everyone, his eyes bloodshot and his expression a little distorted.

"Is it you? You guys teamed up to deceive and scheme against me in order to make me surrender! This is not my Xier at all. My Xier is clearly still alive!!"

Master Yunmeng raised his hand, angrily wanting to smite the ghost in front of him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader of Xiaoyao Sect immediately flashed in front of him.

The two palms collided, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuations dissipated instantly. The two powerful gods confronted each other. The elders deployed protective shields one after another, and did not forget to protect Fan Li and others.

Tiny cracks appeared on the pillars in the sect's main hall.

"Yunmeng, this is a necromancy technique, you should know it." The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect stared at him seriously and said sternly.

"Stop it now! Do you want your own daughter to be reduced to ashes?!"

When Master Yunmeng saw the painful expression on the face of the female ghost behind him, he was startled and stopped abruptly.

Xiaoyao Sect Master breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Are you willing to hand the person over now?"

Master Yunmeng remained silent, implying his tacit agreement.

The leader of Xiaoyao Sect turned around and gave Fan Li a look.

Fan Li and Ye Wushuang looked at each other and took action immediately.