Chapter 29 No Hidden

"Nonsense!" Shangguan Mu's face was covered with a layer of frost and shouted coldly, "Do you have any evidence to show that I am the culprit?"

Master Zhikong was speechless for a moment. Although he knew that the matter of Yundu was done by the Jianfeng faction, it is still difficult for them to find evidence so far. Moreover, he was empty-mouthed and could not prove that Shangguan Mu was guilty of the destruction of the Qingqi Temple.

The hall suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

However, at this moment, Huo Xiangtian's calm voice sounded at this moment: "Please Zhang Ziguang come to my side. I have my own way!"

He looked at Huo Xiangtian with a frightened face. Zhang Ziguang's eyes had a faint strange color, and then stabilized his beating heart and slowly walked to Huo Xiangtian.

Huo Xiangtian looked at everyone with a smile and suddenly said, "Do you know that there is a secret method that can pry into other people's memories, soul reproduction?"

Ouyang Hong nodded with a smile and said, "There is indeed such a skill. I have heard that this skill is quite demanding on the power of the soul, so it is extremely difficult to practice."

Huo Xiangtian smiled faintly and said, "So recently, I have used this secret technique to let everyone see if what Master Zhikong said is true." With that, he gently covered Zhang Ziguang's head with his palm, and an elegant halo slowly overflowed from his palm, and Zhang Ziguang's eyes became dull in an instant. Please look outside. I map the memories related to this matter in his mind to the water curtain outside the hall. Huo Xiangtian said lightly as he carried his skills.

Everyone looked out. Qingyang Zhenren and Shangguan Mu looked at each other, sighed deeply and looked out.

A huge wave suddenly rose outside, followed by a huge water curtain, which appeared out of thin air. The picture on the water curtain was intertwined and gradually fixed on a moonless night.

In the dark of Qingchan Temple, Zhang Ziguang and Shangguan Mushi stood side by side by side. The latter whispered, "La time, I will go back to attract the old monk who guards the universe bag. You will kill the other monks guarding the treasure and take away the universe bag when we are fighting."

Zhang Ziguang nodded gently, and a trace of murderousness flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, as planned by the two, one of them pretended to fight with the strong outside, and the other killed all the monks in an instant and left quickly with the universe bag.

Seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed across Daoqian's real face and sighed, "This ability of hidden strength is really high. I'm afraid that Zhang Ziguang was already the strength to break the air level at that time."

Shangguan Mu's face was gloomy and uncertain, and there was a trace of cold light in his eyes. At this time, the picture moved again.

Another night, looking at the exquisiteness nearby, it was in Yundu City again. Shangguan Mu and Zhang Ziguang stood in the air. The latter was silent for a moment and asked, "Master, I'm afraid the old bald donkey has paid attention to us now. I was going to do some pranks to distract his attention, but now I'm afraid it won't help."

Shangguan Mu waved his hand and said lightly, "It doesn't matter. Tonight, I will release the fire-headed lion leopard of the Ling family and create chaos in Yundu City. You will also take Zhilong out of the temple and cover our people into the city. In this way, Qingchan Temple will be under our surveillance, as long as they make any movement. Humph...

Zhang Ziguang nodded with a gloomy smile, flew away and disappeared into the vast night sky.

Subsequently, the development of the matter, as expected by the two, entered the Qingchan Temple under the supervision of the Jianfeng School.

"The evening of Shangguan!" Huo Xiangtian turned around and looked at Shangguan Mu. A strong pressure shrouded the hall. Except for Yang Zhiqing, almost everyone's head sweated coldly. Shangguan Mu was even more shocked and only heard Huo Xiangtian shout coldly, "Now, do you know your guilt?"

Shangguan Mu's hand holding the chair trembled slightly, and immediately sighed and said, "Yes, I admit that all this is done. All this is my private thoughts. Purple light is just a tool of mine. I let him hide his strength just to not be suspected, let alone anything about the Jianfeng faction. I just want to get together. The ancient ten artifacts entered the sunset of the long river. At that time, if I am lucky, I can become a master of destroying the sky.

With that, his face showed a strong color of greed.

Huo Xiangtian smiled coldly, then turned to look at the gloomy Qingyang Zhenren and said in his heart, "The sword front faction has existed for so many years and has a profound background that it cannot be provoked. What's more, today's debunking this matter is just in response to Dao Qian's request. Don't do it too much.

Thinking of this, his hand touched gently, and the water curtain suddenly disappeared from the hall, and Zhang Ziguang fell aside and fainted. Everyone's eyes were a little more angry. Looking at Shang Guanmu, they couldn't wait to swallow him alive.

Zhikong Zhenren's expression was a little excited. He sighed gently and said, "Oh, on that day, I also faked to die with the unique skills of Qingchan Temple under the condition that I knew that I was invincible. After that, I was lucky enough to be rescued by Brother Daoqian, so I escaped a disaster. Otherwise, I'm afraid that no one will know this secret, Amitabha."

"Hmm! Shangguan Mu!" A chilling voice came from the real population of Qingyang: "You rebellious apprentice, who raised you as a teacher for so many years, have let you do things like killing. You are simply more hateful than Li Yuehua in those years!" Shangguan Mu fell to his knees and sobbed, "My disciple failed the master and killed his fellows. It's really unforgivable. I only hope to understand it, but Ziguang was encouraged by his apprentice to do such a stupid thing. He is innocent. Please open up and spare him to die!"

Qingyang Zhenren was silent. After a long time, he turned to Huo Xiangtian and said, "Senior Huo, you are the highest generation here. At this time, it's up to you."

Huo Xiangtian looked at the two masters and apprentice who sang together and sighed in his heart: "What a powerful double reed!" But his face was still indifferent and calm. He said slowly, "Shangguan's crime is unforgivable. Let's break it on the spot. Zhang Ziguang's life and death should be determined by your Jianfeng faction. After all, he is still a child and his qualifications are also good! It's a pity to let him die like this.

Shangguan Mu nodded to Huo Xiangtian, then smiled miserably, bowed to Qingyang Zhenren for a few times, looked at Zhang Ziguang a few times, pulled out the purple sword, and wanted to wipe off his neck.

Blood splashing! The whole audience was dumb!

A cloud blocked the brilliance of the sun, and the hall suddenly became much darker.

This cold and arrogant man fell to the ground heavily and gently closed his eyes. At least his death saved the sect that had raised him for many years, and he was also dead.

Watching Shangguan Mu fall, Qingyang Zhenren trembled all over, and then two lines of silent tears slipped from his face. The tears were full of unwillingness, anger and hatred!

Huo waved his hand to Tian, motioned to carry out Shangguan Mu's body, and then looked at Qingyang Zhenren and said, "Qingyang, now your swordsmen are also cleaning up the door. Can the artifacts taken by Shangguan Mu master and his apprentice be returned to the original owner?"

Qingyang's dull black and mottled hair was a little scattered. He was silent for a moment and said, "This matter was done by Shangguan Mu's master and apprentice, and those artifacts were also stolen by them. I really don't know where they stored the artifacts."

"Well, I'm afraid it's not just his master and apprentice!" A cold voice came from the crowd. Master Zhikong stepped forward with an angry face and quickly asked, "When our Qingchan Temple was washed with blood, there were many elders from Jianfeng to participate. Do you think Shangguan Mu has such great power and used so many elders?"

Qingyang Zhenren's face changed slightly and said, "The elders of our swordsmen are usually scattered on various peaks and don't live with me. How can I fully understand their movements?" Please report the names of the elders who participated in the slaughter of Qingchan Temple, and I will definitely give you an explanation when I go back.

"There are many elders of your swordsmen. How can I remember clearly? Let me ask Elder Huo to open the water curtain and let us see it clearly." Master Zhikong said coldly and turned his eyes to Huo Xiangtian.

Qingyang Zhenren's heart suddenly rose. You know, there were no less than ten elders who participated in the suppression of Qingchan Temple that day. If these people are implicated by this incident, the strength of the Jianfeng faction will be greatly reduced, and even give up the position of the world's largest faction.

Huo Xiangtian shook his head faintly and said, "Master Zhikong, to be honest, I don't know why Zhang Ziguang has no memory of killing in Qingchan Temple."

"What?!" Master Zhikong's face changed, and he was shocked. He subconsciously stepped back a few steps and asked incredulously, "No?"

Huo Xiangtian nodded and said, "Yes, it's true. Maybe it was erased by someone. Without this memory, naturally, it can't be pointed out that the elders of the Jianfeng School have participated in this matter."

With a long sigh, Master Zhikong said with a wry smile, "Alas, that's all!"

Seeing this scene, Qingyang Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Huo Xiangtian with a little gratitude. Although Shangguan Mu killed himself, the pillar force of the Jianfeng faction was preserved, and the artifact was still in their hands.

At this time, Zhang Ziguang woke up and looked around blankly. He didn't know what had happened in the short time just now.

"Zhang Ziguang!" A calm and indifferent voice came from Huo Xiangtian's mouth: "Young man, the important thing is that you can correct your mistakes. Now everyone knows that you were misled by your master Shangguan Mu to grab the artifact. Now that Shangguan Mu is dead, you must change your mind and become a new person, understand?"

Hearing that Shangguan Mu was dead, Zhang Ziguang's body suddenly trembled and almost fainted again. Immediately, he gritted his teeth under the hint of Qingyang Zhenren. He whispered, "Senior Huo won't kill you!"

"Okay!" Huo Xiangtian waved his hand and said, "The matter of the Jianfeng faction has come to an end. As for Yang Zhiqing, just stay in Shushan first. Naturally, we will give you a satisfactory explanation."

Zhang Ziguang bit his lips, hesitated for a moment, and nodded. After the coma just now, his mind was a little clear. He understood that in today's Shushan, the direction of everything was controlled by Huo Xiangtian, a top master, and could not be forced. Now that he already knew the identity of the enemy, revenge will be a long time.

"Okay, let's go back! Yang Zhiqing, come with me for a moment. Huo Xiangtian sat back in the chair and said faintly.

Seeing that the storm was about to pass, a voice came from Zhang Ziguang's mouth: "Yang Zhiqing, I ask you why you wanted to kill my family and why you left me alone?"