Chapter 4 The Eldest Brother's Crime Is Unforgivable!
The woman was about 28 years old, with a beautiful face, fair skin, and a pair of bright eyes with lively light. The emerald green dress made her look more youthful and lively.
At this time, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a slight worry swept across her delicate face.
Her already beautiful appearance added a touch of pity.
The man was about the same age, with a delicate appearance and a thin figure, but the resolute light in his eyes and the momentum of standing there like a man standing alone would make anyone look at him a few more times.
The girl was called Luo Tingxuan and the boy was called Lin Ye. They were the two youngest disciples of Tianxuan Saint Lord Mo Yuxiang.
Just a month ago, a secret realm appeared in the Tianlang Territory, which was suspected to be left by a saint.
The secret realm had a cultivation limit, and only the younger generation could enter it. I think the saint intended to leave a legacy and find a disciple who could withstand the test.
For this reason, all the forces, big and small, sent their own young disciples.
As the son of Tianxuan Holy Land, Zixiao had an obligation to lead a group of young disciples to the secret realm.
However, he found a random excuse to refuse the task. In desperation, Saint Lord Mo Yuxiang had to choose his two young disciples to take the young disciples.
After all, young eagles have to go through crises before they can grow up.
This trip will take a month.
Just yesterday, Lin Ye and Luo Tingxuan returned to the sect with many young disciples. Obviously, many disciples went down the mountain for the first time, and young people should have endless things to say when they return to the mountain gate.
But the mountain guarding disciples found that the young talents who came back this time were not excited, but lifeless, full of despair, and all of them were injured.
The elders who were responsible for protecting them secretly did not come back with them.
Hearing the explanation of the Saint Lord's disciples, the mountain guarding disciples were shocked and quickly notified the elders.
Even the Saint Lord was shocked.
After Mo Yuxiang asked the reason, his face turned pale and he almost fainted.
Until today, a sect meeting was held.
There were many cultivators in the hall at this time, but no one spoke. Anyone could feel the heavy atmosphere.
There was a chair made of ice crystals at the front of the hall.
The person on the chair was the Holy Lord Tianxuan, who was also the strongest person in the sage realm in Jiuzhou. In this era when the Supreme Beings did not appear, the strong people in the sage realm were the strongest people in the world.
It was no wonder that she could become the Holy Lord at such a young age.
Mo Yuxiang's skin was whiter than snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water. When she looked around, she had a kind of elegant and noble temperament, which made people feel ashamed and dared not blaspheme.
A layer of white gauze covered her pretty face, making people unable to see her face clearly.
She wore a ruby necklace on her swan-like neck, which was made of the same material as the ring worn by Zixiao, which made her collarbone clear. The white jade chain on her ankle made her skin look more like snow, and she was not wearing shoes, stepping barefoot on the smooth ground.
The pair of jade feet were white and tender, without any dirt, and crystal clear. One could even see the meridians under the snow-like skin. The toes were round and smooth, and looked like someone wanted to play with them.
Wearing a snow-white dress, she looked like a fairy from the sky.
Although Mo Yuxiang did not show her face at this time, anyone could feel how angry and sad she was at this time.
The intention of the saint, the resonance of the great way!
Mo Yuxiang's sadness and despair made many elders and disciples feel the same way.
At this time, Luo Tingxuan, the direct disciple, stood up. She walked up, bowed to Mo Yuxiang, and said, "Master! Please give justice to the disciples and Elder Gongsun Ming!"
Luo Tingxuan's voice was as clear and pleasant as an oriole, but her tone was full of anger.
Gongsun Ming was the protector of these disciples!
Now he has been buried in the location of the secret realm.
With Luo Tingxuan taking the lead, hundreds of disciples all spoke up.
"Holy Lord, please make the decision for us! The eldest brother... no, the Holy Son usually relies on his status to bully men and women, disregards the laws of the sect, and often beats and scolds his junior brothers and sisters. Now he has sent people to rob the opportunities of disciples and others."
"We refused, but his servant actually attacked us directly, without any regard for the feelings of fellow disciples!"
"If it weren't for Elder Gongsun Ming who sacrificed himself to feed the tiger and stayed behind alone, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to come back!"
"That's right! The Holy Son even asked his servants to be ruthless and ruined the cultivation of many disciples! Dozens of disciples have been left in the secret realm forever!"
"My Tianxuan Holy Land is the holy land of the human race! There is such an evil eldest brother! The way of heaven is unfair!"
A group of disciples all knelt on the ground and cried about Zixiao's crimes.
That look made all the elders present feel distressed. This is the foundation of their holy land! The reason why Tianxuan Holy Land has been able to maintain its position as one of the top ten holy lands is because of the endless stream of young heroes.
Now it is just a small secret realm, but more than half of these people have been killed, and the remaining people have suffered severe damage to their Tao hearts and bodies!
If they are not punished, then if the news gets out, wouldn’t their Tianxuan Holy Land become a joke? Who would dare to join it in the future?
A mountain master stood up and said loudly: "Holy Lord! I know that the Holy Son is your disciple, and you have brought him up since he was a child! But the law is the law, and my holy land can stand here because of the rules!"
"The Holy Son has repeatedly violated the rules of the sect, but because of his identity and talent, he was left alone, and finally made a big mistake! Please be clear-headed, Holy Lord!"
With the participation of the mountain master, many elders stood up and asked Mo Yuxiang to abolish the Holy Son.
The strangest thing is that the Mountain Master of Criminal Law, who hates evil like an enemy, did not speak. Not only him, but also the elders in charge of criminal law under his command were silent.
But the people of Criminal Law Mountain are only a minority after all, and most of the elders and mountain masters all proposed to abolish the Holy Son.
This scene is like forcing the palace.
With the Supreme Elder sitting here, these mountain masters are not afraid of Mo Yuxiang blaming them, not to mention that this matter is the sin of the Holy Son, and they are just speaking out for justice.
Looking at the scene in the hall, Mo Yuxiang sat on the ice crystal chair, her body trembling slightly.
Her cold and indifferent eyes were slightly red.
As the son of destiny, Lin Ye frowned when he saw this scene. He was going to say something, but suddenly paused, sighed and stood there, and finally did not take any action.
Seeing that her master still had no intention of speaking, Luo Tingxuan finally couldn't help but speak again: "Master, the eldest brother is unforgivable! Please give me, these disciples, and Elder Gongsun Ming justice!"
The reason why Luo Tingxuan, who is usually sensible, would be so determined to ask for justice is that Elder Gongsun Ming loves her the most.
With Elder Gongsun Ming's cultivation, even if he stayed behind to cover the retreat, nothing would happen. However, Luo Tingxuan was almost injured by the attendant because of his concern and blame. Gongsun Ming stood in front of her and was directly poisoned.
As a result, he could only use one tenth or one twelfth of his cultivation, otherwise how could a master of the Mahayana realm die so easily!