Tushanling cat walked against the wall, as if the birds said along the way, there was no one, and she came to the door of the Taoist ancestral residence without much effort.

She put away her laughing expression, stood at the door seriously, silent for a few moments, suddenly knelt down, and bowed three times in a straight manner, "Master, it's too late for the unfilial disciple Tushanling."

She stood up, tidied up her Taoist robe, and walked into the quiet room with a solemn expression.

The domineering flame aura in the quiet room rushed towards me. In a trance, there were still flames sweeping across the sky where I saw them.

It has been more than ten years since the flame has become more and more innovative. It is indeed the Nine-tailed Fox’s innate demon fire.

Tu Shanling continued to walk in, her eyes attracted by the mottled wall, which had crisscrossing claw marks on the wall, with thick heads and thin tails, and it was undoubtedly the claw marks of the nine-tailed fox.

She walked around the quiet interior wall, carefully observing the corners and not missing any suspicious places.

In the Fengxian Palace tea room, several waiters who were resting were chatting.

"Really, don't believe it. I saw it with my own eyes. The bird was really weird. It looked like a scout, which was very fun."

"Seriously? I haven't seen such a spiritual bird? Where can I take me to see it."

"I can't walk away now. In another quarter of an hour, it will be our turn to go down the mountain to guide the family."

"Oh, what a pity. I missed it this time. I don't know if I will see you in the future."

"Just listen to him bragging. I saw that bird, it was a bird that was about to become a demon, nothing strange. The bird was in the former residence of the Taoist ancestor. You should see it, and you can see it later."

A corner of dark golden Taoist robe appeared in the gap between the bamboo curtains. The waiters shook each other. The buzzing sound in the tea room disappeared and they immediately became quiet.

The dark golden figure passed by the tea room, took two steps in a very small way, and finally stopped and stopped by the door.

He waited for a while, but before he could find the following text that he was interested in, he simply turned his body and appeared again in the sight of the waiters, reaching out to lift the curtain.

The waiters were silent.

It feels like when offering fruit to the Taoist ancestor, the Taoist ancestor god personally spits the insects in the fruit on their faces.

It really got into trouble with the great god.

"Jingyuan Lord!"

The waiters almost jumped up, consciously lined up in two groups, bowed and bowed, giving up the only shorter side in the tea room.

There are no less than 300 families present to participate in the sacrifice today. Each family has different Taoist robes. There are only ones with dark gold as the background color of Taoist robes. That is, the Sun family in Meizhou, whose ancestors were hunters and now respect the Sun-Shooting Bow as the clan emblem.

There is only one person in the entire Sun family who can still walk around in Fengxian Hall at this time, and that is the Lord of the Great Medal of the Ceremony today.

A quiet abyss is deep and steady.

Those who only hear his name will only feel that this famous scholar in the Immortal Sect is very difficult to get close to. They often have more fear and less respect. However, as long as they have seen a real person once, they will not help but complain that this title is a bit biased.

Jingyuan Jun is the five disciples under the Supreme Taoist hindering the seat, which is the fifth saint of the Qingjingtai, Sun Mi Sun Rongxi.

Sun Miqi is gentle and has a gentle smile on her face. She doesn't look like a head of the family, but rather like an old scholar who is obsessed with learning.

A bold waiter secretly glanced at Sun Mi. Seeing that Sun Mi looked like this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his tight calves.

Sun Mi's voice was gentle, and he raised his hand to signal everyone to sit down, and he himself sat at the door very casually, "What are you talking about, so enthusiastic?"

The waiters looked at each other and an older one wanted to get up and answer.

Sun Mi raised his hand and pressed it down, indicating that he didn't have to get up.

The older waiter sat in his seat with great anxiety and told what they had just discussed.

Sun Mi seemed very interested, "Oh, this is really an interesting thing. Master had a teaching back then. If there was indeed a spiritual bird on Zhushan, and if there was a potential to become a demon, I would give it an opportunity."

Although the opportunity mentioned by Jingyuan Jun was not for the waiters, the waiters' hearts became hot. They couldn't help but secretly praise Jingyuan Jun and secretly envy the bird's life.

Sun Mi stood up and “I’ll go and have a look.”

The waiters stood up and greeted him, "Jingyuan Jun walked slowly."

In the former residence of Daozu, Tu Shanling was lying on the wall and even checked the cracks of the bricks. Perhaps because of the age, she did not find any useful clues.

I know that she had died so much that she could not die any more, and she would never have anything to do with the death of Daozu.

It's not her, but another nine-tailed fox.

However, no matter which one does it, she will clean up the portal with her own hands to sacrifice to the spirit of the master in heaven.

As for the dirty water that was poured on her, she would wash it away little by little; if she dared to frame her, she would pull out the pillar of shame in history one by one and hang it on his own.

She slowly walked out of the quiet room, and her heart moved.

There are thousands of nine-tailed foxes in this world, and it is not only the Tushan clan who are talented and fired. How can the person who convicted her be so sure that the rebellion that caused the fall of Daozu was her Tushanling?

What about the key evidence?

Is there anyone evidence or physical evidence?

Human eyes can deceive people. It is difficult to deceive everyone from Zhushan, but not no one can do it. At least the Su family, who is best at confusing people, can do it.

The Yousu family and the Tushan family are both nine-tailed fox clans, and their auras are similar. They use their talented charm and confusing ability. As long as they do not have close contact, they cannot find that Tushanling is fake.

Oh!

There is Su family!

The evidence has been explained.

So what about physical evidence?

Physical evidence is easier.

She had already fallen at that time, and she wanted to take one or two of her relics, but she was not ready to take it?!

It’s just a little strange. When she was in her prime, she didn’t dare to say that she could have gone through ten moves under the Daozu. How could a fake guy defeat the Daozu?

Take a step back and say that Daozu was practicing at that time, and fakes were successful in sneak attacks, but how could Daozu allow others to enter the quiet room when he was practicing?

Tu Shanling rubbed his swollen head. Since he had not found any more clues, let’s start the investigation with Yousu.

She left the quiet room and stood in front of the door and saluted respectfully to say goodbye.

"Tushan has no sound!"

Tu Shanling restrained his impulse to turn back subconsciously.

Now she is still a sinner in the eyes of everyone. No matter who comes, she cannot admit that she is Tushan Wuyin.

She turned around and saw a familiar and unfamiliar face as she was caught.

Sun Rongxi!

When she was studying, she was not close to Sun Rongxi, and it can even be said to be very distant.

The Supreme Dao Obstruction emphasizes the existence of teachings and the families who enter the Pure Land have different backgrounds. Perhaps it is because of jealousy. Most of the disciples from poor backgrounds like to unite to exclude and bully disciples from aristocratic families, as if they can step on the aristocratic family under their feet.

For Tu Shanling, whoever dares to provoke her would take it back. No matter what her family background, she gradually became the third faction outside the poor and aristocratic sects in Zhushan - the Mavericks. Starting with her, the Mavericks group grew stronger and stronger, and the poor and aristocratic sects who were unwilling to fight each other all regarded themselves as Mavericks.

During those years, she never took those greedy people into their eyes. She could remember Sun Mi and remember that Sun Mi was a hunter, all because the trap that almost killed Song Qian was designed and supervised by him!

The gentle breeze of spring blows, blowing the thoughts of Tushanling into dreams.

After school, she spread her homework and saw that there were only a few people who knew how to do it. Her eyes rolled, she bathed in incense, changed into refreshing and loose clothes, and went to find Song Qian to be good at it.

Song Qian would definitely care about her, even if she was holding her breath.

However, Song Qian was not in the room.
Chapter completed!