Who can confirm that none of these people are possessed by Meng Tianhai?

The reason why Song Boti and Ruan Yuan were eager to hunt for the treasure was that the value of the treasure itself was only one aspect. They also wanted to make sure that there was no backhand behind Meng Tianhai's hands hidden in these two cave-heaven treasures.

Maybe Meng Tianhai did nothing, maybe he completely disappeared, but no one can take this risk.

"Grand Master, although he wants to imprison them, the reason has nothing to do with them. Is this the spirit of the law?" Jiang Wang asked: "What the junior is saying is, is there any other way?"

He has no friends in the Blood River Sect, and he is not as sympathetic as Ning Shuangrong, but he cannot be indifferent to it. After all, it is the freedom of tens of thousands of people, after all, it is thirty-two years... He stumbled all the way to

Here, it is only twenty-three years.

He can understand the need to eliminate risks, especially after watching Meng Tianhai's curtain call. But is there a better way?

Wu Bing was already looking at Jiang Wang quietly.

Zhuo Qingru was so nervous that he came out to speak: "Master, actually this disciple also feels..."

"Unless Detachment takes action, no one can ensure that they are not possessed by Meng Tianhai. In the past, there might be a chance to use Detachment, but the world of Shenxiao will be open in thirty-two years, so this matter is impossible." Wu

Bing had said that and continued to look at Jiang Wang: "Do you know what Emperor Jingwen means?"

Emperor Jingwen had a reputation of benevolence and was a monarch who loved his people as his own son. Could he not have thought that the freedom of so many people was insignificant?

Jiang Wang shook his head: "I can't think of it."

Wu Bing had taken out a roster that glowed with a faint red light: "The roster in my hand is the inheritance book of the Blood River Sect. Everyone who has been a member of the Blood River Sect since its establishment has been named on it."

His face was expressionless and his voice was cold: "What Emperor Jingwen means is that we trace the cause and effect according to the roster and leave no one behind."

Jiang Wang was silent.

Wu Bing said at the end: "This is not an utopia. We must consider the entire human race after all. The essence of law is fairness, but the essence of human race legislation is for the continuation of the human race. This is why Lieshan Human Emperor placed the utopia in the Mysterious Realm.

The reason is that an absolute ideal may not necessarily be correct.”

"The war in Shenxiao has not yet begun, and the Sanxing Palace still has some remaining strength, so we will arrest them one by one, interrogate and imprison them. After thirty-two years, they will be released. Even if Meng Tianhai is not completely dead, it will not affect the overall situation of Shenxiao.

If there is no spare energy, Emperor Jingwen’s advice is the simplest solution.”

"Young people, we are not necessarily right. What we do needs to wait for the test of time. You have your own thoughts about what the future will be like, and I hope you are right. But now, let's set the rules first.

There is no need to discuss this matter again."

He rarely said this much, and looked away from Jiang Wang, then glanced at Dou Zhao and Zhong Xuanzun: "Taixu Pavilion will be opened in the near future, and the three of you should be present. I don't expect your ironclad support."

Law, I want to see your freedom."

After saying this, he ignored these young people and directly announced: "All the monks who appeared in Huoshui today also need to pass the Sanxing Palace verification and stay at Kuhai Cliff for seven days before leaving. Now -

- Queue up to enter the gate of the mortal world, there are people waiting for you behind the gate."

Jiang Wang finally understood why Dou Zhao, a young master from a three thousand-year-old family, suddenly ran off to the grassland alone and caused trouble without stopping.

It was originally to build momentum for joining the cabinet.

There are a total of nine seats in the Taixu Cabinet, and none of the six overlords will be missing.

On the contrary, he is bound to win, but he may not yet be sure of it.

He was about to say something to Douzhao when he turned around and met Mingming's ugly face.

Xu Ximing carried a long sword on his back and looked at him with a sad face.

This time it was Jiang Wang who spoke first: "I don't think I called your name?"

"So I'm not here to help you." Xu Ximing said.

"So, do you want to continue the unfinished discussion?" Jiang Wang held the sword in his hand and was already thinking about it in his subconscious mind, preparing to touch the master.

Xu Ximing shook his head: "It can't be cut. With the birth of the Lotus Holy World, I was suppressed a little bit more."

"That's really a pity." Jiang Wang let go of the hilt of his sword and said in a regretful tone, "I was looking forward to your swordsmanship."

"Expectation is the root of misfortune." Xu Ximing said: "It's like I carry a magic sword on my back, but now I only have sword skills."

Jiang Wang asked: "The first time I saw you when I came to Huoshui, it seemed that you were reminding me at that time that the Blood River Sect's problem - Meng Tianhai had failed. Is this what you expected?"

Xu Ximing asked: "Is the world after Meng Tianhai's failure what you expected?"

"I'm not good enough to visualize the whole world, I'm still watching." Jiang Wang said: "But I hope that Meng Tianhai will fail, and at the same time, I hope that tragedies like Xu Ximing will not happen again."

Xu Ximing said: "If you still have compassion and weak sympathy, you will come to me again."

Jiang Wang only said: "My father once told me that compassion is something that every normal person has. I don't think it means weakness."

Xu Ximing didn't argue with him, he just said: "Next time I see you, I will give you a surprise. Then, goodbye!"

"Junior Brother Jiang?"

The voice of senior brother Zhu came to my ears.

Jiang Wang looked around and saw that Dou Zhao, Chong Xuanzun, and Senior Sister Zhuo had all left, leaving only Senior Brother Zhu waiting for him. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes were not covered by dirt. The spent spear was hanging upside down in the air.

Zhu Weiwo said: "It's our turn, let's go."

Looking at the Gate of Red Dust above Lotus World, there are not many people left in the queue in front of the gate.

He flew over and silently lined up behind Zhu Weiwo.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt that this ancient door looked like a bloody mouth.

When they walked out of this door, the Blood River Sect with a history of 54,000 years no longer existed.
Chapter completed!