After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

The Shensi Hall was built on the north side of Tangting Peak, and was managed by Elder Yun Xingyou. Because there are fewer disciples who make mistakes on weekdays, this place has always been much quieter than other places.

It is rare that the hall is lively today, the northwest is full of elders, and the southeast is the two hall masters Li Xiyuan and Mo Qiuzhe. Worry about travel.

Su Wan stood proudly in the hall with his hands behind his back and his body like a straight tree, without any appearance of guilt, as if he came here to conduct inspections frankly, but it seemed that the rigor of the elders seemed extremely awkward at this moment.

It was hard for this kid to come back to the Shensi hall, but his momentum was completely suppressed by him.

Yun Xingyou coughed unnaturally, and read out the question for today's deliberation: "Half a month ago, Lord Zhexuan went crazy and burned down the mountain spirits, causing the scorched earth to be all over the south of Fuyu Mountain. Up to now, not a single blade of grass has grown. I invite you all to come. How should the business deal with this matter?"

Elders, look at me and I look at you. Someone was the first to speak out: "If you have made a mistake, you should be punished!"

Su Wan followed the prestige and saw that Meng Qijun, the deacon of the outer sect, was wrapped around his neck with bandages, and only his head could turn. He remembered that the orangutan was almost pinched by him until his whole body was crushed, so the man's injuries were not healed yet. Are you impatient to sanction him?

Mr. Meng Qi was about to continue talking, but when he met his eyes, his momentum suddenly weakened: "Or...just copy the mantra ten times as a penalty."

"Elder Meng, are you joking?"

The mocking smile spread, and Mo Qiuzhe rolled his eyes, "You must have forgotten that I just stabbed him with a sword a few days ago, and Elder He was furious when he learned about it, and made me suffer seven or fourty-nine whips in Shensi Hall Woolen cloth!"

"You committed the crime of cannibalism, and you should have been whipped. Why are you unconvinced!" He Jing blew on his beard and widened his eyes.

Mo Qiuzhe smiled indifferently, as if he was used to this kind of favoritism, and said in a strange way: "Elder He taught me that rotten wood is hard to carve, and I have rough skin and thick flesh. I am not as precious as Daoist Zhexuan, and I can still stand a whip. .”

"You!" He Jing was choked with anger.

Isn't it about him going crazy?Why did they fight first?

Su Wan squinted at Mo Qiuzhe, this was the first time he had seen him since the man stabbed him with a sword and left in a daze.

He seemed to have changed a lot. Although his disgust towards him remained unchanged, he still didn't shout and kill him like before.

No wonder Xu Qingyi said that fighting in the same sect is forbidden, this whipping down has beaten the mad dog a lot.

"Cough!" Yun Xingyou coughed again, dragging back the judge who had strayed away, "The mountains and forests have been destroyed, and the vitality of the Taoist sect has been wiped out. I don't know when it will be back to normal?"

He Jing was in a fit of anger, and now he regained his energy: "Zhexuan didn't intend to go crazy, and the disciples in the sect were only slightly injured. Aren't they still alive and kicking in the Xunyang Palace?"

Seeing his protective appearance, Mr. Meng Qi couldn't help but confront him: "Old man He Jing! According to what you said, Zhexuan also committed the crime of fratricide, so he must be punished for the seven seven 49 whips." of!"

"Okay you old dog Meng! I'm afraid you forgot. Now that the Daoist sect's vitality is seriously injured, you let Zhexuan be whipped. When the treacherous villain comes to the door again, you are going to use your crippled cripple to move!" Do you protect the sect's safety with your head!"

"You smelly old man, even if Meng has only one head to move, he will fight with you!"

After arguing and arguing, they began to take out their magic weapons.

Only Yue Zhi, the elder of the medicine hall, was absent-minded, frowning, thinking about whether the herbs in the sun were spread out, or if they were not spread out and dried, they would get moldy!

"Elders, stop arguing."

As a peacemaker, Li Xiyuan stepped forward patiently to persuade the fight.

For a moment, the entire Shensi hall was full of heated debates.

Su Wan thought that he must be pushing the wall against the wall, but he never thought that they themselves were arguing very vigorously.

Seeing them fighting with each other, shouting and raising their voices, Su Wan simply sat on the ground and watched the show.

Yun Xingyou wanted to join the "battle situation". From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the face of the headmaster beside him, who seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and snow. He straightened his back and shook the golden bell in his hand, trying to stabilize the chaos.

The ringing of the bell was drowned in the noise, and then fell silent.

The jade-like person above the high position suddenly shook his sleeves, and suddenly his cold air came out, and he rushed towards him with a turbulent aura like a stormy sea, suppressing all the magic weapons in the hands of the elders.

There was no sound in the main hall at the right time, and the solemnity returned to the past.

Yun Xingyou immediately understood, opened the thick door regulations, and said in a deep voice:

"According to the sect's rules, Zhexuan became obsessed due to excessive cultivation. If he can't be controlled, he should be expelled. Now that he is clear-headed, the reason can be investigated, which is outside the three rules. As for the destruction of the mountain spirit, it was caused by him. , When he dies, he will be punished to repair the south side of Fuyu Mountain, and he will be punished to copy the mantra of clearing the heart five hundred times, so as to rectify the mind and calm the mind, drive away desires and disperse evil."

Repair the south side of Fuyu Mountain?

If he remembered correctly, that place was outside the barrier of Nanhua Road, and did not belong to the safe zone set by the system for him.

Then when he went out, wouldn't he become a beast collector again?

Watching the silver-chinned tit fly easily over the transparent barrier beside Fuyu Mountain, Su Wan lazily hangs on the treetops, thinking that sometimes she is not as free as this tit.

At this moment, I heard someone approaching this place from a distance, and said, "The master of Changzhao Palace is vicious, and besides Elder He, I don't like him the least in the entire Taoist sect!"

Hall Master Changzhao?

When Su Wan heard his name, he looked down through the remaining gaps in the branches and leaves, and saw four or five young Taoist priests in gray putting away the wooden buckets and bamboo brooms in their hands, sitting under the tree to enjoy the shade.

One of the shorter ones said: "In the entire Taoist sect, I like the sect master the most! The sect master is amazing, and I want to be such a person in the future!"

"Hey, don't even think about it, the head is so brave and brave, how can I wait for the false spiritual roots to reach?"

The chubby little chubby shattered his fantasy in time, but when he talked about the master, his own eyes became bright.

Su Wan's eyes darkened: Is this sick man so attractive?

He pushed aside the dense branches and leaves, and asked: "If the head of the sect and the master of Changzhao Hall fight, who do you think is stronger?"

"Of course it's the head! The head will definitely beat the master of Hall Changzhao to the ground and cry!"

Little Fatty seemed to have imagined that scene, and giggled loudly, completely unaware that the others were all staring at the big tree behind him, their faces pale with fright like window paper.

"It's really fun."

The questioner's voice was smiling, as gentle as the spring breeze in February.

This time he felt something was wrong, why did the voice come from above his head?

With doubts, he turned his head to look at the top of the tree, and saw someone pushed aside the branches and leaves, revealing a bright and moving face, he was smiling slightly, the sunlight passed through the gaps in the leaves, leaving sporadic spots on his clothes. Mottled light and shadow.

"what!!"

The screams sounded, startling the birds that were resting in the forest.

Little Fatty's face was full of horror, the bulging muscles under his face were twitching constantly, his mouthpiece was frozen with fear, it seemed that every bone was trembling, and then he rolled his eyes and fell down with a "boom".

The other little Taoist priests were so frightened that their legs felt like they were flicking cotton, they "thumped" and fell to their knees, stammering, "See, see, see... Chang, Chang Changzhao... Palace Master..."

He tore off the green leaves that were in the way of his ears, and tapped on the leaves with his fingertips: "What's wrong with the little fat man?"

Several people tremblingly helped Xiaopangdun up, the older boy sniffed him, cupped his hands and said: "Go back, go back to the palace master, Junior Brother Qiu... just fainted from fright."

fainted?

Su Wan thought it was very funny, so he couldn't help laughing. The smile bloomed on his fair face, and the flower branches spread wantonly, covering the corners of his eyes and brows.

The teenagers were terrified, sweating profusely in this scorching hot day.

"Hall Master, this time, this disciple is not strict with the discipline of the juniors, allowing them to utter wild words and gossip about right and wrong, but failed to stop them in time. This disciple is willing to bear the responsibility for the crime with all his strength, please punish the disciples!"

With a muffled knock, Su Wan looked at the body lying on the ground. His bones hadn't grown yet, and he looked dry and thin.

Seeing this, the other young disciples knocked their heads loudly, crying, "It was the disciple who spoke out loud and offended the Palace Master. The disciple knew he deserved to die! I beg the Palace Master to save me a life to repent." use!"

To speak disrespectfully to the venerable elders, to discuss right and wrong is indeed a violation of the rules of etiquette and righteousness of Nanhua Dao, and it should be punished, but it will not be death or life.

The people under the tree were so noisy, he rubbed the space between his brows, and impatiently cast a fixing spell so that they would stop knocking their heads madly.

"What's your name?"

Su Wan asked the young man who volunteered to take responsibility.

"Disciple Ning Xuansheng has met the Palace Master!"

The boy's voice trembled slightly.

"Ning, Xuan, Sheng."

He chewed and uttered these words slowly, then tilted his head and smiled at them, his clear eyes seemed to be soaked in a pool of fresh spring water,

"I heard that the disciples who violated the rules of etiquette, apart from being slapped, will go to the Shensi Hall to write a letter of repentance..."

He blew a wisp of true energy to wake up the little fat man, "Anyway, you have to pick up a pen to write anything, why don't you write the mantra of clearing your heart."

"By the way, by the way, go to the south of Fuyu Mountain and remove the scorched earth."

With their bruised foreheads, the little Taoist priests looked at the person in front of them without blinking, and were all stunned.

"Don't worry, I won't talk to Elder Yun in Shensi Hall."

He rested his chin on his jade white palm, and spoke softly, as if he was coaxing a child who wanted to eat candy.

From then on, the daily routine of the little Taoist priests became repairing Fuyu Mountain in the morning, and copying the Qingxin Mantra under the shade of the trees in the afternoon.

The culprit hangs leisurely on the top of the tree to watch the flowers bloom and fall, and watch the clouds roll and the clouds calm.

Occasionally, he would stretch out his slender hand and poke it out. His knuckles would pass through a transparent and softly glowing barrier. This is an enchantment set up on the edge of Nanhua Road. Outside of the barrier, he should not stay out of place.

He still cherishes his life, and besides, who told these little devils to say that he is not as powerful as that sick man!It just so happens that there is no one to repair his large area of ​​Jiaoshan, so let a few of them repair it until they are old and die, and see when their brave and brave masters will come to rescue them!

The disciples of the outer sect went out early and returned late, and they were exhausted every day when they came back, as if they had lost half their lives. As the deacon elder of the outer sect, Mr. Meng Qi naturally noticed it.

On a dark and windy night of one month, he led a group of disciples to stop the disheveled people, and asked sharply: "You guys have been missing all day, what are you doing secretly?"

"That's right, Elder Meng, they haven't cleaned the dining hall for several days, maybe they went somewhere to be lazy!"

Someone chimed in.

"Me, we don't."

The chubby pricked his neck and retorted in a low voice.

"Then what did you say you did?"

Seeing their aggressiveness, Ning Xuansheng knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he had to admit: "Elder Hui, the disciples are waiting to leave early and return late because the Master Changzhao ordered me to go to the south of Fuyu Mountain to remove the scorched earth."

Hearing the words "Palace Master Changzhao", everyone was obviously startled and frightened, and the timid ones even backed away a few steps pale.

How did you provoke such a living Hades!

Meng Qijun had a headache for a while, and his temples throbbed in his head.

He wanted to ask why, but after thinking about it, he finally stepped forward and patted Ning Xuansheng on the shoulder:

"Good job."

"..."

Little Fatty, who thought that the light was ushered in, felt gloomy in his heart.

The onlookers didn't know how painful it was because the knife hadn't been stuck in their body, and some of them even showed gloating expressions on their faces.

Who doesn't know that the Lord Changzhao is a ruthless character, if he falls into his hands, he will never have a good life!