Chapter 765

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"I already said it was him! At the peak of life and death, he used up his own spiritual core to save us. It was nothing more than a torture trick. Fortunately, we didn't let him go!"

"That is, leaving the green hills without worrying about having no firewood. That's what he must have thought at the time. He is so capable, so what if his spiritual core is destroyed? He might be able to come up with some crooked ways to restore himself. It seems like this is really What a risk, if Master Tianyin Pavilion hadn’t insisted on it, we might have misplaced this vicious thing!”

There is a huge scale on the public hearing platform, with golden brilliance flowing all over it - it is an extremely special divine weapon, weighing hundreds of tons. It has been standing here for thousands of years since the Tianyin Pavilion was opened. Inherited from generation to generation.

It is said that this scale was left by the gods in the world, and it can judge all crimes and punishments in the world and give the most just judgment.

Mo Ran did not open his mouth to admit any guilt. Mu Yanli's disciples put the weights made of golden spiritual power into the scale. Those exquisite weights fell into the scale and quickly grew in size. They pressed down heavily and pushed the other side of the scale. At the top, face the corresponding punishment.

When he recounted his first sin, the scales pointed to "digging for spiritual cores."

After he finished talking about the Zhenlong chess game, the scales pointed to the ultimate punishment——

"Crush the soul."

In the stands, Xue Meng's face instantly lost all color.

He murmured: "Crush the soul...?"

From then on, there was no more ink rain or ink burning in heaven and earth.

This brother of his is real or fake.

Even if he is reincarnated, he will never be seen again.

His mind went blank and his hands were numb.

Xue Zhengyong stood up and solemnly said to Mu Yanli: "No one has ever suffered the punishment of crushing the soul since the Tianyin Pavilion was established. Master Mu Pavilion, I am afraid that your trial is unfair."

Chapter 271 [Tianyin Pavilion] Final Judgment

Hearing Xue Zhengyong speak, people from other sects stood up angrily: "Can you shut up at the top of life and death?! Your disciples practicing Zhenlong chess game have violated a taboo in the world of cultivation. Logically, you, this broken sect, should disperse immediately. Get out of here! I don’t have time to argue with you now, but can you be a little self-aware?”

"Xue Zhengyong! Are you still speaking for him? You and he shouldn't be in the same group, right?"

There was a buzz of voices all around.

Whether it's a sect or a family, this is often the case. One person becomes a god, and a vigilante ascends to heaven. But once one person does something heinous, the entire sect or family will be regarded as a treacherous place.

"This is a measure of guilt, not a sentence." Mu Yanli was calm, discussing the matter as it was, without judging the situation of life and death. "Headmaster Xue does not need to be anxious. After the crime is assessed, merit will be deducted. The balance of merit and fault will be the final verdict. .”

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Mo Ran again, with a cold voice: "Continue to plead guilty."

"I... once... deceived my master... and destroyed... my ancestor..."

"Deceive the master and destroy the ancestor?"

This statement is confusing.

The ink burns but I feel like my heart is burning.

He deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, and what he was telling you was the sins of his previous life - this accusation could actually grind out the serious crimes he committed in his previous life from his throat!

But he doesn't want to say... He doesn't want to say! Do you want him to tell how he raped Chu Wanning in his previous life under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes?

Imprison her as a concubine and marry her as a concubine.

rǔHe was so proud that he even got him killed in the end.

He didn't want to say it.

He felt that he would not survive, but Chu Wanning's years were still very long.

Chu Wanning is the spirit of the sacred tree. He has the purest spiritual energy and is extremely talented. He hoped that Chu Wanning could continue on well, and in the end he would be able to achieve enlightenment and ascend to the immortal class, and would no longer have to suffer the pain of reincarnation and the pain of love.

His master is so kind and pure.

He wanted to protect him...

We must not let everyone think that they are related or involved.

We must not let everyone think that Chu Wanning is dirty, stained with the sins and sweetness of Ta Xianjun.

He wants to protect him.

Protect him...

There is still a burning sensation in the abdominal cavity, and the pain is so severe that the intestines are broken. In his ears, he vaguely heard Mu Yanli asking coldly: "What does it mean to deceive one's master and destroy one's ancestors?"

He won't say it, he won't say it.

His fingertips rubbed against the rough gravel ground and bled, and his forehead was bruised red. He was hunched over and panting heavily, like a fish dying on the river beach...

He doesn't say.

Resisting Sui Shuishui is the same as resisting Tianwen. As long as you grit your teeth, you can always endure it in the end.

He was being questioned by Tianyin Pavilion, struggling and wailing like a sleepy animal in the eyes of everyone. This torture is so deep that even ordinary people cannot endure it, and this is hundreds of times more painful than Tianwen's interrogation.

He felt as if his intestines and stomach were being tightened, torn, and twisted by a pair of invisible hands. The bloody sores were flooded with salt water, causing burning pain and heartbreaking pain in his wrist bones.

Mu Yanli's voice seemed so far away, as if coming from across the ocean.

"What is the so-called bullying of the master and the destruction of the ancestors?!"

He didn't say anything. He bit his tongue and his lip. There was blood in his mouth, but he didn't shed any tears.

Same as being locked in a dog cage for seven days.

He doesn't cry.

His tears will only make the spectators laugh.

No one has mercy, nor does he care about these people

mercy.

Even if it hurts to death or breaks your heart and intestines, you still have to endure it.

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