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Chapter 682 Justice or not, successive changes(2/4)

In the distant sky, two rays of lights, one green and one yellow, suddenly appeared like stars.

He quickly approached Luofu Fang City, and the escape light became brighter and brighter. Finally, he landed outside the Fang City, and two monks appeared.

A man was burly and wearing a wide black robe, with a hood covering most of his face, and his temperament was gloomy and mysterious.

A monk with a clear eye could tell that he was not a good person to meet him.

One man was wearing a brown and yellow robe, with a knife and an axe carved, and a striking black beard was left under his mouth.

This person was slightly behind half a step. From the details, it can be seen that his status and strength may not be as good as that of a mysterious monk wearing a black robe.

"Luofufang City"

After landing, Liu Yu lifted up his hood and looked at the market plaque.

A look of thought flashed in the dark eyes.

"I arrived at Luofufang City in three days, and there are two days left before the agreed five-day deadline. Other fellow Taoists should arrive soon."

"Fellow Taoist in the ancient city, let's go to the market and find a place to stay, and then find out the news."

"I'm sure there is no abnormality, and I'll report the situation to all elders."

After landing, Guo Poyun observed the surroundings for a while, and his spiritual sense transmitted a voice.

Maybe because of his rich experience in the task, this person has a very clear mind and a very mature idea.

"According to the words of fellow Taoist Guo, just do it."

Liu Yu nodded slightly, agreed to the other party's proposal, opened his hood and walked slowly towards the market.

Guo Poyun looked around, obviously a little alert, and followed closely.

"Tread"

The two of them looked relaxed and slowly walked towards the entrance of the market, turning a deaf ear to the monks around them.

Due to resource limitations, Luofufang City’s level of cultivation is obviously much lower than that of Xunyang City.

Within the eyes, there are all low-level monks who refine Qi and build foundations, and there are very few Jindan monks.

This kind of cultivation does not pose any threat to the two of them, so the pressure is naturally not great.

Two seniors of Jindan came together, causing a small sensation among the low-level monks.

All of them flashed in their eyes, fearing that they would avoid them from afar, fearing that disaster would fall from the sky.

As the night became darker, the two entered the market and began to look for places like inns.

Walking between the streets, Liu Yu looked around.

As far as you see, Luofufang City is obviously much simpler than Xiancheng.

Perhaps because of the local characteristics, the architectural style is also very different from the mainstream in the Central Region. The color tends to be black and purple, which looks a bit gloomy and terrifying.

However, these naturally did not scare the knowledgeable two people. Liu Yu glanced around and looked at her, and her eyes were calm.

To him, this level of horror was just a sparse and ordinary person. The name of "Qingyang Old Demon" is not a waste of time.

As soon as the Ten Thousand Soul Banner appears, most local monks will be scared!

While walking, a noise suddenly came from somewhere in the market. Driven by curiosity, many monks rushed to the source of the sound.

“Huh?”

Liu Yu paused and was also a little curious.

Will such a big noise in public have some connection with what they will do next?

My identity is not exposed at the moment and I still have plenty of time, so it’s okay to go and take a look.

Thinking of this, he spoke indifferently:

"Go and take a look."

"Yes." Guo Poyun nodded, and thought he should take a look, maybe he could collect useful information.

So the two of them turned around and walked along the flow of people toward the source of the sound.

...

Soon, Liu Yu and the others came to a relatively spacious square.

In the square, there were already all kinds of monks standing there, forming a wall of people blocking their sight, and they couldn't see clearly what was happening inside.

But this situation naturally won't hurt them.

There was no need to make a sound, and the low-level cultivator who sensed the spiritual pressure of the Golden Pill level would automatically give up a path.

"Please, two seniors."

In this way, I successfully watched the monks' front.

Liu Yu and the others stood on the edge of the square, finally saw clearly the situation in the square and understood what had happened.

In the middle of the square, twenty-eight people were handcuffed and handcuffed, and they knelt on the ground in a row.

Both men and women have them. Their hair is scattered, their faces are covered in blood, and their clothes are ragged like strips of cloth.

Those with the highest realm are only the peak of foundation building.

The aura emitted was extremely weak, and it had been sealed with magic power or dantian.

Their eyes were dull and their skin was not covered with blood. It was obvious that they had been severely tortured before.

There are dozens of monks with excellent magic weapons in the four corners of the square, divided into small teams, with strict discipline and serious expressions.

Or maintain order on the scene, or stare at twenty-eight people like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Judging from the signs on the robes, these people are all lackeys in the court.

In addition, there was a "Jinwu Guard" wearing golden spiritual armor and three Ganting Jindan officials, who sat upright at the table to preside over the matter.

Guillotine, rope, hanging rack

After glanced at a monk and then looked at the instruments in the square, Liu Yu instantly knew what was going on.

As expected, this should be the scene of the execution of the "criminal" in the court.

Seeing that the time had come, most of the monks in the market came over. Jinwu Guard opened a volume of documents and began to speak in a majestic tone:

"The thief of the purple scarf disrupts the order of the central region, destroys the unity of the human race, and openly confronts the fairy court heavenly soldiers."

"There is a punishment for his heart, and his crime is extremely evil, and he will never be redeemed for his sins if he dies!"

"One, poisoning creatures and wantonly killing innocent monks, countless fellow practitioners died suddenly."

"Second, seize resources, and destroy resource mining points, and make"

The voice of Jinwu Guard was cold and ruthless, with the supreme majesty of the Dagan Immortal Court and a hint of solemnity, spread throughout every corner of the square.

He pointed out the identity of the monk who was executed and announced his crimes one by one.

A single crime is enough to take the lives of these monks.

If one crime adds up, even if it is cut into pieces, it is not an exaggeration to extract the soul and refine the soul. It is simply unforgivable!

Of course, whether the charge is true or false, and whether it conforms to the facts, the right to explain is in the hands of Gan Ting.

When the Jinwu Guard announced the crime of the Purple Scarf Army monk, the square was silent and no one dared to speak, and the majesty of the Ganting Court was evident.

After 100,000 years of rule, this majesty has been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and few monks dare to raise doubts.

Even if I have doubts, I dare not ask in person, for fear of causing a catastrophe.

"Purple Scarf Cultivator?"

"According to the news of Shinshui Zhenjun, isn't the execution only starting a year later? There are still more than twenty days left."

This doubt flashed through Liu Yu's heart.

Looking at Guo Poyun, the latter shook his head slightly, indicating that he was also unclear.

The two fell silent and watched the execution process proceed one after another.

"Yes."

"What the Lord Qingshui Zhenjun said, the mission of the Common Element Alliance refers to only the twenty-one golden elixirs."

"As for these ordinary Purple Scarf Army members"

Thinking of this, a trace of understanding flashed through Liu Yu's heart.

Naturally, the Purple Scarf Army cannot only have high-level monks, most of them must be low-level monks who refine Qi and build foundations.

It’s just that in terms of value alone, the latter is far from comparable to the former when the quantity is the same.

Perhaps in the eyes of the Buyi Alliance and the senior leaders of the Purple Scarf Army, the latter was a group of "non-existent monks" from the moment they were captured.

"Rescuing these low-level monks may be in line with the concepts of the Buyi Alliance and the Purple Scarf Army."

"But the current situation is not beneficial, and it is likely to make things worse."

"Instead of not saving, it is more conducive to the development of the remaining power in Huaizhou."
To be continued...
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