"The word "involvement"... may be a little lighter." Venerable Qingxuan smiled.

"In the information I received, Zhao Yunyi is the one from San Gengguan, and he is the master of San Gengguan in Chengdu Prefecture."

This time, it was Yun Zhishou's turn to turn cold on the side.

Because if Qingxuan said it was not a false statement, it would be a major event that would shock the court, not because of anything else, but because Zhao Yunyi's father was called Zhao Wuji!

"Where is the evidence?"

Zhao Yuanjun, who had a cold face, looked at Venerable Qingxuan with cold eyes.

Qingxuan smiled:

"Sending someone to pick it up."

When he heard this sentence, neither Zhao Yuanjun nor Yun Zhishou understood immediately.

It was not until a sword sound came from the southeast of Chengdu Prefecture that the two of them understood the profound meaning of the word "take" by Venerable Qingxuan.

Obviously, Venerable Qingxuan sent someone directly to take Zhao Yunyi's life.

"Senior Qingxuan!"

Zhao Yuanjun slapped the table and glared at Qingxuan.

Yun Zhishou, who was standing by, also felt that Venerable Qingxuan's actions were a bit reckless and arbitrary, but he didn't say anything, just quietly watched Venerable Qingxuan's reaction.

"Don't be so excited." Venerable Qingxuan smiled at Zhao Yuanjun, "If you have anything to say, sit down and say it slowly."

As he said that, he pressed Zhao Yuanjun down.

A powerful and domineering invisible gravity pressed on Zhao Yuanjun's shoulder, and the huge force made the floor under his feet creak.

Although Zhao Yuanjun tried to resist several times, he could not defeat him in the end and was directly pressed back to the chair by Venerable Qingxuan.

"Senior Qingxuan, without conclusive evidence, you sent someone to attack my second brother on false charges. Is it too domineering?"

Zhao Yuanjun was filled with anger and glared at Venerable Qingxuan and said.

"Since I'm sitting here, I'm naturally sure of my judgment."

Master Qingxuan poured a glass of wine for himself, then raised the glass and lit it at Zhao Yuanjun:

"I hope Yuanjun, don't interfere in this matter. After all, the master of the San Gengguan Hall is your second brother Zhao Yunyi, not your Zhao Yuanjun, and not your Zhao family."

This statement actually had a bit of warning and threatening meaning, and was obviously persuading Zhao Yuanjun not to get angry.

"Senior Qingxuan, I, Zhao Yuanjun, have great respect for your cultivation and character, but I know my second brother better than you. He cannot be the master of the Sanqing Temple." Zhao Yuanjun became extremely excited when he said this:

"Don't talk about the shitty master, my second brother can't even have an ant to kill. How could he be such an assassin who is harmful to the world?"

"Do you really know your second brother?" Venerable Qingxuan asked back.

It was such a simple question, but Zhao Yuanjun was asked at all.

Because Zhao Yunyi was an illegitimate child born to Zhao Wuji and his daughter from the family when he was young, he had no status for a long time and was kept in a family in Anling, Shaanxi. He did not return to the Chengdu General's Mansion a few years ago.

And even if they returned to Chengdu, the two brothers actually didn't meet much.

Except for knowing that his younger brother likes to live alone, eats vegetarian food and worships Buddha all year round, and does not like killing, Zhao Yuanjun really knows nothing about the rest.

"boom--"

And at this moment, a low muffled thunder suddenly came from the sky in the southeast.

If it is an ordinary person, maybe it really feels that this is an ordinary thunder. At most, women in the family will frown at the clothes that have not yet been dried.

But the sound was different when Zhao Yuanjun and the Venerable Qingxuan heard it.

Because this is obvious, it is the resonance of heaven and earth caused by magic weapons when confrontation.

"Purple gold hoop?" Yun Zhishou frowned first, "Wuji, did the old general Wuji actually pass the purple gold hoop to your second brother Zhao Yunyi?"

After hearing this, Zhao Yuanjun's tense expression on his face obviously soothed a lot, and then his mouth curled up and looked at Master Qingxuan and said:

"It was not my father who passed the purple gold hoop to him, it was the purple gold hoop who recognized him by himself."

Neither Yun Zhishou nor Venerable Qingxuan are ordinary people, so they naturally understand the profound meaning of Zhao Yuanjun's word "recognition".

This shows that Zhao Yunyi has completely refined and mastered the purple gold hoop.

It is not a simple matter to completely refine a spiritual magic weapon. Even in Qingyang Palace, only the eldest disciple Xu Yuheng has this strength, which shows that Zhao Yunyi's cultivation is so powerful.

"Senior Qingxuan, in my opinion, you and I will go to my second brother's villa together now. If my second brother really has a connection with San Gengguan, I will never tolerate it as a brother."

Zhao Yunyi persuaded Venerable Qingxuan.

"Don't worry, I'll go, evidence..." Venerable Qingxuan also looked at Zhao Yuanjun's gaze, "There will be some."

"I'm thinking about you Qingyang Palace." Zhao Yuanjun frowned, "I'm sorry, even if Master Yuheng goes there in person, he may not be my second brother's opponent."

"Since that's the case, why don't you and I have a few more drinks?"

Although Venerable Qingxuan was also a little worried, he still chose to believe Li Bai.

When Zhao Yuanjun pursed his lips and took a deep breath, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

The sound made by the purple gold hoop just now calmed down a lot of his originally panicked mind.

Because after thinking about it carefully, he found that the Qingyang Palace could easily kill his second brother, namely Venerable Qingxuan himself.

Since Venerable Qingxuan is right in front of him now, he has nothing to worry about.

Even if the Qingyang Palace has the advantage of being a human, my second brother will be seriously injured at most. At that time, with the foundation of the General's Mansion, no matter how serious the injury is, he will be able to recover.

So next, the atmosphere in the room gradually solidified to freezing point.

The three people, including Yun Zhishou, all used their souls to sense the disobedience in the distance, while pouring and drinking on their own.

However, at this time, Yun Zhishou no longer had the mood to taste wine, and was constantly thinking about how to face this messy situation.

Because no matter whether what Venerable Qingxuan said is true or false, whether Zhao Yunyi is the master of the Sanqian Temple, it will be a bloody storm for Chengdu Prefecture next.

"Cough cough?..." He took a sip of wine and coughed a few times, then cried in his heart:

"I just want to spend my old age in Chengdu honestly. Why is it so difficult?"

“Buzz——!”

Just as Yun Zhizhou felt a sigh in his heart, a sword energy wrapped in a powerful aura of destruction blew into the house from the window with a Xu Feng blowing from the southeast.

As this gentle breeze brushed across the three of them's cheeks.

The three people who kept drinking without saying a word suddenly changed their color on their faces.

Zhao Yuanjun and Yun Zhishou showed a look of shock as if they had seen a ghost.

After a moment of surprise, Master Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, then narrowed his eyes and raised his nose to sniff:

"It's better to smell the sword"
Chapter completed!