Chapter 697

"Where is he now, the one surnamed Dong?" Qi Xinyue asked.

"Shout him out!" Yan Xiaoyi shouted.

"Call him out!"

"That man surnamed Dong doesn't deserve to be a trial supervisor!"

"It's all because of him! If it weren't for him that day, how could the Yulong fall!"

The descendants of the emperor were angry and scolded loudly.

Yuan Shitian stepped forward, arched his hand towards the head of the suspicious punishment team and said, "you must have guessed what happened on the Yulong. It's impossible for so many of us to cheat? It's better to call out the Taoist official surnamed Dong and confront him face to face. Who is right and who is wrong will be clear at a glance."

The white robed Taoist Friar's face was uncertain. He looked at Luo Chuan and said in a deep voice for a long time: "even if there is really any grievance, you can wait until the masters come and tell the truth. The Taoist school has its own rules. If there are no rules, how can it be successful? You'd better go with us. Come on, get on the chain!"

From yuan Shitian and Qi Xinyue down, the descendants of the emperor showed their anger and anger one after another, motionless, guarding Luo Chuan and Ziyun in the center.

"Chain up? You have made great achievements, but you will be so humiliated!" Rong Xiaojia flashed grief and anger in his eyes and stepped forward: "if you really want to chain up, you can even go up with your own way!"

Yan Xiaoyi and Cheng XiaoC, including night sin, all stepped forward, raised their hands and showed the same meaning in their eyes.

The white robed Taoist Friar's face was expressionless, but his palms were sweating slightly.

In guangtianpu holy Taoist temple, the penalty makers are also known as faceless people in white robes. They act decisively, ruthlessly and have great power. They are the most feared existence of ordinary monks in the Taoist temple.

As the head of the third unit of the penal regiment, he has been in Guangtian Pusheng for 60 years, but he met the situation for the first time.

He can sneer at the descendants of the emperor, but if he is really chained, his punishment will end his career.

What did the young friar, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, do to make so many descendants of the emperor stand beside him wholeheartedly?

It rained heavily and swept the green mountains. It rained endlessly. It seemed that I didn't want to stop.

Luo Chuan raised his head and shook his body. The descendants of the Emperor didn't react. He had crossed the crowd and appeared in front of the head Qixin moon.

Whether it's the guard friar or the elder elders of the imperial family, their eyes are bright.

"Take off these chains and I'll go with you." Luo Chuan said to the penalty envoy.

"Luo Chuan..."

Qi Xinyue was about to say something when she saw Luo Chuan turn around and smile at her: "I'll be fine. See you in the Taoist school."

A surge of vitality poured out from the center of the descendants of the emperor and gently pushed the people away like a soft wave. The descendants of the emperor were surprised and looked back. They saw the white haired boy strutting out and standing next to Luochuan.

"I'll go with you too. It's none of their business. Don't embarrass them." Ziyun blushed and clenched his fist.

The elders of the imperial family had bright eyes again. They exchanged eyes and nodded secretly.

If Luochuan Ziyun had been hiding behind, they might have continued to be curious, but they were just curious. Now they stand up, which makes the heaven experts of the imperial family appreciate more.

These two teenagers are full of vitality and strong flesh, and they hide something through some secret method. Even they can't fully see through it, but they show their potential.

For the young friars with great potential, the first choice of the imperial family in the Ninth Heaven is always to win over and make friends.

"This..."

The head of the white robe hesitated. He was about to say something, and there was a roar from the sky.

"That's ten ghost face Peng. He was born as a monster in the true Tao realm. When he grows up, he can even break through the heaven realm!" Cheng Xiaobing looked up at the sky and whispered.

Luo Chuan raised his head and saw a huge black shadow in the sky, blocking a large rain curtain.

Black shadow is a huge strange bird with dark black feathers and ten ghost faced Peng wings. On the broad Peng's back is a face futon, and a monk sits on the upper wall of the futon.

In the twinkling of an eye, the strange bird rowed down the sky and landed on the mountain. Only at this time did the descendants of the emperor see that its size was as big as half an ugly master.

Ten friars plundered from the strange bird. The leader was a fat old man with a red face, wearing a brown Taoist robe, with a smile on his face from beginning to end.

Seeing the fat old man, the guard friars and punishment made them show respect one after another and worship to the end: "see the Taoist master."

"No gifts, no gifts."

The fat old man smiled and casually swept through the crowd. When his eyes fell on Ziyun, he coagulated slightly, and then stayed on Luo Chuan.

WOW!

Luo Chuan only felt a vast and majestic Taoist thought sweeping towards him. It was as boundless as the water of the sky and sea. Although it was very soft and harmless, Luo Chuan was submerged in an instant, motionless, and let the other party explore.

The nine dead life skill runs fast. The new innate water and fire are connected in series to form a circle in Luochuan's body, just like an eggshell to guard Luochuan's Tianmen secret territory.

In the secret realm of Tianmen, the little Saint swished into the bottom of Nianhai. The secret realm of Tianmen shrank rapidly and became smaller. In Shangdan field, there was only a Wang Nianhai left.

After all this, the innate fire and water quickly disappeared.

The old fat man's Taoist thoughts swept every corner of Luo Chuan's body and slowly withdrew.

"That's good, that's good. Both Huang ting and Lingtai have reached the second level of returning to emptiness. Their vitality is far beyond the scope of mana, and their potential is unlimited. What's more, they have realized the method of breathing all over the sky, and one breath can transform their power continuously. Good, good..."

Luo Chuan heard the voice of the fat old man in his ear. He knew that the other party had not found the secret realm of Tianmen and the skill of nine deaths. However, Luo Chuan was still secretly surprised that the other party could see through his real cultivation, strength and breathing.

"I have no name, no surname, no demon Yi." the fat old man smiled at the crowd.

The imperial family experts came forward to salute one after another, and Yuan Shitian, Hong Gongliu and other descendants of the emperor, after hearing the fat old man's name, their eyes showed a hot color and showed respect.

"Ogawa, he was mentioned by ran Fengjun before. After being captured by the demon, he swallowed the demon eggs, mixed with the demon ranks, and finally killed all the demons and fled back to the great Dharma Master of Putian Guangsheng. Some people say that he is a second emperor, while others say that he has already broken through the emperor level."

Luo Chuan's ear sounded the voice of Qi Xin Yue.

"Eh, why are there two people missing? Why isn't ran Fengjun here?" asked Taoist demon Yi.

Yuan Shitian showed a trace of regret on his face and arched his hands and said, "all the people who escaped are here. Brother ran and brother Lu mistakenly fell into the tricks of the demon sect palace and died."

The voice fell, and there was a sudden silence on the mountain terrace.

The elders of the imperial family exchanged their eyes quietly.

"Somebody, report this to the ran family and the Lu family." the demon Yi Taoist priest preached, still smiling on his face.

Luo Chuan was stunned. At this time, he found that a deep wound was engraved on both sides of the fat old man's mouth, which looked like laughing.

However, soon Luo Chuan's eyes fell on another person.

Not only Luo Chuan, but everyone looked at a Taoist behind the demon Yi Taoist master. The descendants of the emperor either sneered or hated.

"By the way, Xiaodong." the demon Yi Taoist master smiled and turned to the Taoist official surnamed Dong: "when you came back eight days ago, you said that the Yulong was hijacked by the demon cult palace, and the crime was all committed by a young monk named Luochuan. How now, the fact seems to be different from what you said."

In full view of the public, the official surnamed Dong was ashen, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and said in a trembling voice: "report to your excellency, the thing is like this... First his pet beast destroyed the power source spring cabin, and then the demon cult palace began to be in trouble. We connected the two things, and then we suspected it..."

"Oh? I remember, you didn't say that before. You said that Luochuan was a fine work sent by the demon cult palace. It cooperated inside and outside and captured the Yulong." the demon Yi Taoist master smiled.

The Taoist official surnamed Dong turned pale and submissive. He was about to explain when he was interrupted by a burst of laughter.

Yuan Shitian looked at the Taoist official surnamed Dong and said with a sneer: "brother Luo had found the demon friar sneaking in on the Yulong that day. If you hadn't stopped him in every way for your own sake, we could have exposed each other's disguise to avoid this disaster. When the demon friar invaded, you were the first to escape regardless of our trial friars. What else can you say now?"

With that, yuan Shitian turned to the demon Yi Taoist priest and bowed his hand: "the reason why we can save is that Luo Chuan spared no expense of life and death to rescue us again and again, including the flying boat, which he stole from the devil's land. He finally came to Guangtian Pusheng without reward. He was framed and nearly humiliated. We are not satisfied!"

"I'm not satisfied!"

The descendants of the emperor spoke loudly.

Although yuan Shitian's description is concise and not soul stirring, everyone can see the hardships and difficulties from the reactions of the descendants of the emperor.

The guard Friar and penalty friar looked at Luo Chuan and became different in an instant. After a short embarrassment, they were a little more friendly and admired.

The elders of the imperial family stroked their beards and nodded, and their eyes became more and more kind.

As for the Taoist official surnamed Dong, he looked at Luo Chuan with a calm face and his eyes were full of fear.

Ten days ago, on the Yulong, he had found Luochuan unusual, but he hated Luochuan for it. When he fled back to Guangtian Pusheng, he was only the friar of the imperial dragon, including the descendants of the emperor. In order to shift the blame, he put all the charges on Luo Chuan.

He never expected that all the descendants of emperor Yulong except ran Fengjun survived and successfully fled back to Guangtian Pusheng. The young friar who took the blame for him changed and became the greatest meritorious man.

Thousands of calculations, he still miscalculated the seemingly green youth!

"Come on, take him down and hand him over to the penalty court." the demon Yi Taoist master smiled faintly.

Friar Dong shivered and sat on the ground.

"Although the original story and process of the matter are not completely clear, your credit needs to be determined by the president and your masters. But Guangtian Pusheng is not so rigid."

The demon Yi Taoist turned to Luo Chuan and smiled. This time, he really smiled: "it seems unreasonable not to give you a reward."