The second day was the day of the public trial, and most of the cultivators sent representatives the day before.

During this period of time, major events were frequent. First, there was the epidemic, and then there was the spirit of the magic circle. All the sects were very busy. Fortunately, most of the elite disciples of this generation of each faction are capable, emerging in major crises, and each is appreciated by the sect. In this public trial meeting, the heads of various factions brought these young people with them.

Deng Xian took a group of junior brothers and sisters and met Wen Ziqi and Fang Rui at the foot of the mountain.

Several people exchanged glances, did not say much, and settled their own doormen, and then gathered in one place.

Deng Xian brought wine, and the three sat in a pavilion, reflecting the sunset, holding the wine glasses in silence.

"I didn't expect that the old brother I met that day was actually a devil." Wen Ziqi drank a glass of wine dullly.

"Is there any misunderstanding here?" Fang Rui was still in a daze, drinking a glass of wine, he wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, "I saw him a few days ago, helping me hunt for monsters, why? It doesn't look like a bad guy!"

Deng Xian didn't speak, but the instructions of the master before leaving sounded in his heart.

Qingshan City has been a little out of touch in the past two years. Deng Xian's master was seriously injured when he was young. Every year at the end of autumn, he would have one or two attacks. It was difficult to retreat on the mountain, and it was powerless to go out. Therefore, at this time, the public trial was led by Deng Xian. team.

On the day of departure, Jingci took him to a secluded place: "If the object of this public trial is really Gu Qingqiao fifty years ago, remember, don't make a statement easily."

He was puzzled, and Jingci's snow-white beard shook lightly: "The matter of the past was doubtful. In the past few decades, the Moyun Mountain has been huge, and all the opposing voices have been suppressed. When I go to Moyun Mountain, Zheng Geng Ran will definitely meet. Create multiple forms and force you to stand in line. Wait and see."

As he said that, he touched Deng Xian's hair, "Good boy, I know you are upright and kind. When it comes time to choose, you don't have to worry about anything, just do things worthy of your conscience."

Deng Xian did not understand the meaning of the master at this time, so he had to wait and watch.

The sky is getting brighter, and the morning sun will shine on the earth, and the Suoxiantai of Moyun Mountain is bright.

The plain white clothes of Moyun disciples reflect the white light in the sunlight, which is very conspicuous under the high platform.

Zheng Genran led a group of disciples and sat on the high platform.

On the high platform, Gu Qingqiao was bound by his hands and feet and knelt in front of the platform.

I was in a trance for a while, hehe, Gu Qingqiao twitched the corners of his mouth, how similar this scene is to his previous life!

Turning his eyes to the stage, he passed over familiar or unfamiliar faces. Those faces contained contempt, resentment, and... worry and confusion.

Didn't find the person he wanted to see, Gu Qingqiao looked up at the sky. Last time, he came with his sword, this time, don't come!

"Gu Qingqiao, do you know the guilt?" Zheng Chen stood up, his voice still majestic.

"I'm sorry, Chief Zheng. Gu Mou really doesn't know what he did wrong!" Gu Qingqiao sneered.

"Manipulating the magic circle for one's own selfish interests and taking the souls of millions of people, you still say that you are right?" It was a young man behind Zheng Genran who spoke. This son has quite a status in Moyun Mountain. According to legend, he is Zheng Genran's nephew and has been with Zheng Genran for over ten years.

"Xianjun is joking!" Gu Qingqiao leaned back lazily, "such a powerful practice, Gu is really not good at it!"

"Shameless!" An old man in the audience shouted loudly: "Back then, you leaked the whereabouts of the anti-magic army and caused my Tiantao people to be slaughtered. I haven't avenged this revenge yet! How can you be mad again!"

"Yes! The deep hatred of the past is now reported at one time!" Several old people said in the crowd, all of which were small sects who participated in the battle of Lin Moyuan back then.

For a while, there was a lot of noise, and the voice of revenge was endless.

Zheng Ranran stood up, smiled and waved his hand, and the audience immediately quieted down.

Looking at the expectation in front of him, he nodded with satisfaction, "This person once killed my elder Moyunshan, and now he has committed such a heinous crime, the crime is unforgivable, if you trust the old man, how about you let me deal with it? "

Under the stage, the Nie family in Lingshan has not yet arrived, the Qin family in Taiyuan, Qingshan City, and the Dragon Tiger Villa are silent, only Luo Ziqi from Baihua Valley shouted: "Okay! Chief Zheng, don't be soft-hearted! "

For a time, the small sects attached to Moyun Mountain and Baihuagu expressed their positions one after another, and handed over the decision to Zheng Genran.

"Thank you for your trust! Zheng will let him tell the truth." Zheng Gengran bowed his hands, turned and walked towards Guqing Bridge.

It is said that Zheng Genran once learned a secret skill, controlled by spiritual power, which can make people involuntarily confess all conspiracies. In many previous Xianjia public trials, he also showed this skill and won everyone's trust.

Everyone in the audience raised their heads and watched Zheng Genran walk towards Guqing Bridge step by step.

He walked slowly, but he was gathering spirits secretly in his hands. Since the battle in Moyuan, he has been using Soul-Easing Pill to recuperate. Although he has recovered from his injuries, his realm has never been able to advance, and he is still struggling in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. He won't be so troublesome and come up with so many things.

But for the current Gu Qingqiao, Yuan Ying is more than enough.

The spiritual power in his hand gradually formed a ball of light. Without saying a word, Zheng Yanran raised his hand and patted the Tianling Gai of Guqingqiao. This shot actually used 100% of his power. This is where he used a secret skill, it was all about killing people. Silence!

A strong sense of crisis swept through Gu Qingqiao's body, and the demon ancestor Sheliteng in his body started to operate. The spiritual power between heaven and earth was drawn by him, and quickly entered the body, and the demonic energy in the body skyrocketed.

The first two times when the demonic energy was stimulated, Gu Qingqiao was completely unconscious. This time, because he actively stimulated the demonic energy, he was still able to keep his consciousness a little sober and control his actions, so as not to violently hurt others.

But being able to control is one thing, being able to respond in time is another.

Gu Qingqiao's demonic energy was running in his body, the blood in his whole body was boiling, his ear drums were rumbling, and his hands and feet were so heavy that it seemed like a stone had fallen.

You must know that when the previous demon kings broke through, they either found a secluded place to practice alone, or in a quiet room, guarded by heavy soldiers outside, because the breakthrough was dangerous and abnormal, there was a little accident, the lesser ones fell short, and the more serious ones May die outright.