Chapter 120: Fierce Debate in the Palace

"This," Sun Zhijie hesitated, but when he heard Wu Yi's questioning hum, he looked at the demon with lingering fear, shook off the dust on his body with his spiritual energy, and then used his spiritual energy to evolve a Taoist robe, which was the same choice as Wu Yi's choice when he was chased by the ghost king and his clothes were all gone.

But Sun Zhijie specialized in Qi Dao, and his soul and spiritual consciousness were not strong. The clothes he evolved were very simple, but any foundation-building cultivator could see that Sun Zhijie's clothes were evolved from spiritual energy.

But Sun Zhijie had no choice. He didn't think Wu Yi would let him go back to the cave to change clothes now, so he had to make do with it, but he hated Wu Yi in his heart.

Wu Yi did not stop Sun Zhijie's spiritual energy from evolving clothes. A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. A cultivator has his own pride. If he is pushed too hard, Sun Zhijie may fight to the death. Although he is not afraid, there is no need to make more trouble.

When Sun Zhijie had roughly finished the evolution, he seemed dissatisfied and wanted to continue to modify it. Wu Yi couldn't help but cough slightly.

Sun Zhijie's body stiffened, and he slowly put down his raised hand, and smiled: "Wu Yi, oh no, junior brother, those Taoist friends from Fengcheng Taoist Temple must be waiting anxiously, let's go as soon as possible."

Wu Yi glanced at Sun Zhijie. At this time, he was still obsessed with the name and wanted to suppress him with those people from Fengcheng Taoist Temple. It was too short-sighted. I don't know who gave him the confidence.

Sun Zhijie's heart was chilled by Wu Yi's glance. He didn't dare to look at Wu Yi again, thinking: When you meet the Taoist friends from Fengcheng Taoist Temple, what will you do?

Sun Zhijie led the way in front, but Wu Yi knew where it was even if he didn't want him to lead the way. Looking at the direction these disciples were heading, it was obviously Mingdao Peak. Speaking of which, except for Mingdao Peak, the other peaks in Liucheng Yiqi Taoist Temple were not qualified to entertain guests.

All the disciples who were not in seclusion came. After all, each Taoist temple emphasizes pure cultivation and rarely interacts with others. Disciples usually stay out of the public eye. It is rare for other Taoist temples to visit, so naturally they are very active. Moreover, the reason why the people from Fengcheng Taoist Temple suddenly came this time is clear to the disciples. They are very curious and want to know the result.

Except for the disciples, servants and strong men are not qualified to enter Mingdao Peak, so there are few people along the way. However, once a disciple sees Wu Yi and Sun Zhijie, he consciously stands on one side and waits for the two to go first. This is not only because the foundation-building cultivators have better footwork, but also reflects the hierarchy.

When the disciples saw the different expressions of Wu Yi and Sun Zhijie, they privately discussed and speculated about all kinds of strange things without knowing the inside story, which made Sun Zhijie blush and speed up his pace.

Wu Yi laughed secretly and also quickened his pace, not falling behind. Only when he and Sun Zhijie appeared together could they have the greatest deterrent effect. He showed his authority by showing Sun Zhijie's downfall, so as to avoid talking nonsense with those people in Fengcheng Taoist Temple. The cultivation world still respects strength. If they knew Wu Yi's cultivation strength, how could they dare to treat him so lightly.

If he didn't take action, it would be fine. Wu Yi would never leave any trouble behind, so that they would not dare to trouble him again in the future.

When they arrived at the top of the mountain, all the disciples gathered outside the Mingxin Hall, about thirty or forty people. In addition to his own Taoist disciples, there were some unfamiliar faces, which seemed to be the disciples accompanying Fengcheng Taoist Temple. Wu Yi also saw the familiar Wang Jia Erlang among them, but this arrogant family child did not even dare to look at Wu Yi after understanding Wu Yi's cultivation.

The disciples stood outside the hall. Wu Yi naturally knew where those foundation-building cultivators were. He walked to the main hall, Mingxin Hall, ignoring the complicated looks of the disciples around him. There was curiosity, envy, and gloating in their eyes, but more people still hid their thoughts in their hearts and had no expression.

The people in the hall had known that Wu Yi was on the way, but they sat on the cushions, as quiet as Mount Tai, and had no intention of welcoming Wu Yi. However, when Sun Zhijie entered the hall with an embarrassed look and returned to his seat, the faces of all the people present changed slightly.

The one sitting at the top was not Wang Chuchen. With Wang Chuchen's status, if he appeared at this time, he might be criticized for bullying the weak, but Wang Chuchen's absence did not mean that Wang Chuchen's influence disappeared.

In fact, the one sitting at the top at this time was Li Gu, who had always appeared in the eyes of everyone as Wang Chuchen's confidant. Although his cultivation was not the highest, he could suppress all dissatisfaction by relying on Wang Chuchen's tiger skin. Even if everyone was dissatisfied, they did not dare to show it.

Wu Yi looked around and found that in addition to the familiar faces in the Taoist temple, there were five unfamiliar faces of the monks. Five foundation-building monks came to Fengcheng Taoist Temple for this matter. This was too much. Wu Yi suddenly understood why Sun Zhijie was so confident before.

What Wu Yi didn't know was that in fact, among the five foundation-building monks, only three were actually from Fengcheng Taoist Temple, including the two foundation-building monks who were plotted by Wu Yi when he stole the Moon Heart Flower that day. They could even be said to be the protagonists. The other two were invited by Fengcheng Taoist Temple because they heard about the reputation of the Moon Heart Flower.

There were slightly more foundation-building monks from Liucheng Yiqi Taoist Temple, and they sat on both sides, basically forming a balance.

Li Gu saw Wu Yi coming, nodded slightly, opened the topic of today, and said: "Junior brother, the Taoist friends of Fengcheng Taoist Temple said that you stole the treasure they cultivated with great effort. Is this true?"

"Wow." The disciples who were listening outside the hall were amazed when they heard this. Although they had previously guessed that the people from Fengcheng Taoist Temple came here for Wu Yi, guesses were just guesses. Once they were spoken out, they became facts. How could they not be surprised?

"Silence." Li Gu's face sank, and his words were like a bell. The disciples who were listening outside the hall suddenly felt their eardrums vibrate, their blood boiling, and they were frightened and silent.

Such a straightforward hint was almost a clear indication. Wu Yi would not be so stupid as to not know how to answer. He bit off: "I have never heard of their treasures. I think the Taoist friend Fengcheng loves treasures so much that he is a little confused."

This was extremely impolite, but the people from Fengcheng Taoist Temple came here to force Wu Yi to hand over the Moon Heart Flower. How could Wu Yi have a good face to show them? If the enemy offends me, I will offend them. Only by firmly fighting for every inch of land can we dispel their delusional thoughts.

When the disciples outside the door heard Wu Yi's words, although they had been warned by Li Gu before, they still couldn't help laughing out loud, which seemed very harsh. But to everyone's surprise, Li Gu seemed to have not heard anything. His attitude was self-evident.

One of the two foundation-building cultivators who were tricked by Wu Yi felt humiliated and did not want the right to speak to be controlled by Liucheng Yiqi Taoist Temple. He stood up and said sternly: "You are the only one in Nanjun who raises ghosts. If it wasn't you who did it, who else would do it?"

Wu Yi sneered and said: "Am I the only one in the world who raises ghosts? I dare not claim so. Is it possible that all the ghost cultivators' deeds will be blamed on me? It's too much of a compliment to me." Wu Yi's words were both solemn and humorous. Many cultivators blushed, fearing that they could not help laughing.

The cultivator who spoke was squeezed by Wu Yi. You kept talking and trembling. Wu Yi was sure that if he was not in the hall now, he would have to fight with him.

Another person from Fengcheng Taoist Temple stood up, his face solemn and his body upright, making people dare not offend him easily. He pressed the shoulder of the monk before with his left hand and whispered in his ear. Although he couldn't hear what they said, he could guess those things, and Wu Yi didn't care to eavesdrop.

Under the comfort of this solemn monk, the foundation-building monk's anger dissipated and sat back on the cushion.

The solemn monk looked at Wu Yi and said word by word: "I heard that you have been to the northern section of Cangwu Mountains before?"

"Really? How come I don't know." Wu Yi made a surprised gesture, played tricks, and made jokes.

The solemn monk's face froze. He was used to the gentleman's style. He had never seen Wu Yi's take-it-and-use-it approach, switching between various roles at will. He couldn't help but look at Ge Linming, his face slightly angry.

Seeing his eyes, Ge Linming knew that he had to say a few words, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing to be asked to speak in person.

"You did say that in front of the master before."

"Where? Who else heard it? What evidence do you have besides what I said?" Wu Yi's series of rogue words made Ge Linming amazed, and also made the other people in the hall twitch their faces, unable to bear to listen.

"In the master's cave, the master was--" Ge Linming stopped talking at this point. Could it be that he still wanted Wang Chuchen to testify? What a joke. It was so hard to force Wang Chuchen away with the name of bullying the weak. Do you want to invite him back? Wang Chuchen was a rogue and embezzled Yue Xinhua. What's the use of being dissatisfied with them? Wang Chuchen is not at the same level as them.

Wu Yi's words suddenly fell silent. No one present knew how to respond. It was impossible for Wang Chuchen to be invited back. Wu Yi should have really said those words to Wang Chuchen before, but what if he knew it in his heart? Wu Yi was hiding in the mountain gate, and they had no choice.

"I saw him during the sweep. He promised to stay away from this place, but he didn't leave in the end. Instead, he sent ghosts to plot against the master and stole the treasure." A voice came from outside the hall, resounding.

Wu Yi looked up and saw the familiar Wang Jia Erlang, who smiled evilly at him. Although Wang Jia Erlang was afraid, he remained stable and did not retreat compared to the rewards he received later.

Ge Linming was also fanning the flames at this time, saying: "By the way, you also mentioned that you met disciples from Fengcheng Taoist Temple in your previous conversation with the temple master."

Everyone looked at Wu Yi, as if Wu Yi had no way to retreat at this time, waiting to see Wu Yi's good show.

"What else do you have to say?" The solemn monk said coldly.

"I have evidence." Wu Yi smiled evilly, and as soon as he finished speaking, a gloomy wind rose in the hall, and even the foundation-building monks felt a chill in their bodies and looked at Wu Yi in surprise.

This chapter makes up for the chapter I owed last Thursday. This is the first time I have written 7,000 words in a row. It can be seen that I feel like I can't stop writing.