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When the old man brought up the matter of Lu Yin cultivating death energy, he really broke up with Changtian Island. He thought that he had already offended the Supreme Saint Wudi, and there was no need to offend him again.
Many people looked at Lu Yin. This man had cultivated death energy.
The way everyone looked at him suddenly changed.
Even the way Xin Jiao looked at Lu Yin changed. Although cultivating death energy was not an expressly prescribed crime, it was a potential threat.
Shang Sheng Wudi raised his eyebrows, “My junior brother is right to practice death energy, but the chief referee has just made a decision, and my junior brother will not be affected.”
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were sinister. He didn’t know about this, and to refute based on the referee’s decision was tantamount to openly refuting the referee.
Many people around looked at the old man like an idiot. The old man’s scalp went numb. He saw many people’s teasing looks and also saw many people’s sympathetic looks. He was heartbroken and had already spoken out. He couldn’t take it back on his own, thinking loudly, “The Interstellar Arbitration’s judgment is based on current guilt. Cultivating the death energy itself is not guilty, but the death energy of the Death Clan has a characteristic, that is, it is easily suppressed by higher-level Death Clan members. Even at the mercy of others, everyone knows this. It would be okay if Lu Yin was just an ordinary cultivator, but he himself is the leader of the Eastern Frontier Alliance in the outer universe, which is equivalent to the master of the outer universe. Does it mean that such a person cultivates death energy? Is the entire outer universe easily controlled by the New Human Alliance?”
“Who can guarantee that he will not be controlled by the Death Clan, who can guarantee that he can stay awake forever under the Death Qi practice, not even Changtian Island can guarantee it.”
Lu Yin narrowed his eyes. Only the chief judge, the three chief judges and the Supreme Saint Wudi knew about his cultivation of death energy. The old man actually knew about it at this time. It was obvious that Mu Tianlun must have told him about this desperate situation. Judge Mu was really hostile to him.
Another point is that the old man still dares to talk about things in such a desperate manner. It seems that the presiding judge does not have enough prestige, or it is true that as the presiding judge said, the president does not interfere with the power of the director.
He discovered a problem. Yuanshi and Changtian Island have no direct influence on the Hall of Glory, and the chief referee may not affect the Hall of Glory. He only makes rulings, and those who can support him are extremely powerful. , but never care about anything, giving the old man the courage to dance here.
Although the director can be removed by these people, if he does not act, even the ancestral realm will not be able to support him. This is a problem.
Even the Invincible Saint cannot refute what the old man said.
Although the director is the person in power on the surface, he still holds power after all, and his words still convince many people.
The old man risked his life to fight Lu Yin. Unless the Supreme Saint Wudi slapped him to death, he had every right and reason to imprison Lu Yin.
Death Qi is something that Lu Yin cannot deny. He has no way to convince others that he is not controlled by Death Qi. If he did, others would suspect that he is a member of the Death Clan.
Lu Yin felt troubled.
What the old man said before is correct. Although Changtian Island is powerful, its influence is not enough. Shangsheng Wudi cannot make everyone believe in Lu Yin unless the chief referee comes forward, but how can the chief referee come forward for him.
The scene was silent for a moment.
Everyone is talking about death.
The situation is developing in a direction that is unfavorable to Lu Yin.
The old man gasped. Since he has offended Changtian Island, he will offend him to the end. He wants to portray his image as an iron-blooded director who is not afraid of Changtian Island.
“Um, um, sorry to interrupt,” a voice came from below, stammering and a little scared.
Everyone looked down subconsciously.
Under the ruined mountain peak, I saw a very young-looking boy with a mushroom head and a large frame wearing a very rustic dress, raising his right hand with difficulty and speaking timidly. He was still holding his feet in his arms
There are books half a meter thick.
See everyone.
The young man seemed to be scared, swallowed hard, and coughed, “Um, sorry, interrupt me, um, um, actually, death energy is just a kind of cultivation power, and it is essentially the same as star energy. , there is no such thing as good or bad.”
The old man looked sternly and shouted, “What are you talking about? Say it again?”.
The mushroom-headed boy panicked. The book fell and hit his feet. He let out a miserable howl. It looked like he was in pain. He was frightened.
Lu Yin was stunned. There was such a weird person in the Hall of Glory headquarters. Isn’t this guy practicing? You have reached the melting state, why does it hurt if you are hit by a book?
Everyone around him looked at the young man with strange eyes.
The mushroom-headed boy finally picked up the book and looked at the old man in fear, “This, this is written in the history book, I, I just read it.”
The old man yelled, “What’s your name? The Hall of Glory doesn’t allow weak-willed people like you to appear. Do you also want to practice death energy? Arrest you.”
Lu Yin said loudly, “It’s so majestic. Don’t you want to let others speak?”
The old man had a sinister look in his eyes, snorted coldly, and stared at the mushroom-headed boy.
Xin Jiao looked at the mushroom-headed boy with a faint smile, “I remember you, you are from the Institute of History, right?”.
The mushroom-headed boy pushed the frame, nodded, and said timidly, “My, my, my name is Xiao Shi.”
“Okay, Xiao Shi, what do you want to explain? Is it okay for Lu Yin to practice death energy?” Xin Jiao asked with a smile, her face gentle.
Xiao Shi swallowed again, opened the book, searched for a while, and then pushed the frame, “The death energy is not essentially unique to the Death Clan. The Death Clan only discovered and utilized the Death Energy. After countless years of reproduction, the descendants have become the most suitable race for cultivating death energy. Theoretically, anyone can practice death energy. As long as they slowly accept it, their offspring will be able to practice smoothly after many years. Create a dead race.”
“Cultivation of death energy will be suppressed or even controlled by the Death Nether Clan. This kind of power is simply the power of the Death Nether Tribe to develop traitors,” the old man drank.
Xiao Shi pushed up the frame, “The star can also suppress it up and down.”
The old man raised his eyebrows, “Dead Qi practitioners are easily controlled by higher-level Death Nether tribesmen.”
Xiao Shi winced and said, “That’s just being suppressed and unable to resist. The same goes for normal practitioners.”
Lu Yin smiled, “Boardless Director, you are trying to control the mushroom-headed brothers now. With your strength, it is too easy to control a fusion realm. Isn’t it possible that Xing Neng can’t practice?”
The old man said solemnly, “No matter how you explain it, the death energy is enough to make it easier for the Death Tribe to control you, and you will never be able to escape.”
“Yes, unless you abolish the death energy,” King Zheng Ye said loudly.
Xiao Shi raised his hands and swallowed.
Shang Sheng Wudi pointed at him and said, “Say.”
Bo Lao Wang and Zheng Ye King glared at the mushroom-headed Xiao Shi.
Countless people around looked at him in surprise. A little man in a harmonious environment actually intervened. Who gave him the courage?
Xiao Shi was very nervous. He opened the book again and took a peek at the old man. He was very scared, but he still said, “Actually, death energy has its own suitability and suitability. It doesn’t mean that others who practice death energy will be killed by the Death Ming tribe. Control, there is also a possibility that that person is more suitable for the cultivation of death energy, or has some kind of opportunity, such as skills, talents, etc., and can use death energy to control the people of the Death Clan. This possibility is also possible.”
The old man was so angry that he wanted to slap the mushroom head to death.
Lu Yin raised his head, “No wonder I don’t feel the death energy at all when I practice. You can check with people from the Seven-Character Royal Court. I, Lu Yin, am not controlled by the Death Ming Tribe at all in the Chenzu Tomb, and I even react against it.” Come here
Suppressed the Death Race people.”
The old man opened his mouth to say something, but for a moment he couldn’t.
As long as there is a possibility of counter-controlling the Death Ming people, the sole privilege of the director cannot be used to target Lu Yin. Otherwise, it will not offend Changtian Island, but target him. It is entirely possible for Shang Sheng Wudi to really slap him to death.
King Zheng Ye stared at Mushroom Head grimly, “Boy, don’t talk nonsense. The death energy is the power of the Death Nether tribe. This is common sense in the universe and is generally recognized.”
Xiao Shi’s attitude suddenly changed, and he stared at King Zheng Ye with an angry expression, “You are just talking nonsense. It is people like you who have messed up history. People who regard common sense as history are the stupidest people. Death Qi is not at all Those from the Death Clan belong to the God of Death, you idiot.”
King Zheng Ye was extremely angry, “What did you say?”.
Xiao Shi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, he squatted down quickly, put the book on his head to block the mushroom head, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do it.”
King Zheng Ye raised his hand and was about to take action against Xiao Shi. Sage Wudi snorted coldly and directly carried Xiao Shi over. Lu Yin caught him and held him. King Zheng Ye did not dare to take action again.
The old man said loudly, “Everyone, please hear this. This kid is talking nonsense. There is no such thing as the God of Death. He is just making it up.”
King Zheng Ye said, “Yes, the death energy belongs to the God of Death? The star energy belongs to the God of Stars? This is not the land of gods, there is nothing godless.”
Xiao Shi raised his eyes and muttered, “I’m not talking nonsense. The God of Death is the oldest existence, and it was the God of Death who created the energy of death.”
Lu Yin’s heart moved and he glanced at Xiao Shi, especially the book above his head, which was so big.
No one believed what Xiao Shi said. The God of Death was too ridiculous. There was no such thing as the God of Death.
At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky, maybe it had just appeared, or maybe it had been there for a long time, but no one noticed it anyway.
Shang Sheng Wudi was the first to see it, his expression changed, and he respectfully said, “Wudi, I have met Mr. Chan.”
Immediately afterwards, everyone else saw the figure and all saluted, “See Mr. Zen.”
“See Zen Lao”.
…
Lu Yin also saluted and glanced up from the corner of his eyes. The real boss appeared. Is Mr. Zen? Even Shang Sheng Wudi is so respectful, perhaps he is the biggest boss in the entire Hall of Glory.
Old Chan looked down, his eyes fixed on Shang Sheng Wudi, “He is getting more and more wanton.”
Shang Sheng Wudi said respectfully, “I don’t think so, this junior. It’s really the director who bullied others and targeted me, the people of Changtian Island.”
Chan Lao was funny, “Don’t talk nonsense, he is not from your Changtian Island.”
Shang Sheng Wudi said, “Lu Yin is my registered disciple on Changtian Island.”
“Is he willing to worship Master Shengtian as his master?” Mr. Zen asked, his eyes strange.
Shang Sheng Wudi looked at Lu Yin.
Lu Yin wonders why the topic has turned to this. If the answer is yes, Changtian Island can protect him openly, then there is no problem with Shangsheng Wudi’s approach. However, he has a master, and he also answered Shangsheng Shenwei at the beginning. .
Lu Yin didn’t know how to answer for a moment. If he didn’t answer well, not only himself, but even Shang Sheng Wudi might be blamed.
Old Chan looked at him quietly with a smile.
Shang Sheng Wudi kept winking at Lu Yin.
The mushroom-headed Xiao Shi looked at Lu Yin curiously, with some admiration, some awe, but also some excitement and curiosity.
Lu Yin thought for a moment and then said helplessly to Sheng Wudi, “Senior Brother Wudi, I’m sorry, I have a master, so I can’t worship the Holy Master as my teacher. I, Lu Yin, can’t be an ungrateful person.”
Shang Sheng Wudi was stunned and nodded, “It doesn’t matter, just be yourself.”
Lu Yin was grateful.
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