Chapter 26
Publicly preaching the law, deliberately framing someone.
The aftershocks of the martial arts arena continued to reverberate throughout the outer sect of the Qingyun Sect for three full days.
For the past three days, the topic of conversation has consistently revolved around one name—Xie Yanchen.
After three years of being a useless person with mixed spiritual roots, he turned his life around in one fell swoop, saw through the flaws in the sect's thousand-year-old cultivation method, deduced the perfect breathing technique, and overturned the inherent understanding of all outer disciples and even elders.
The overwhelming ridicule, contempt, and indifference of the past have all turned into shock, awe, and envy.
Xie Yanchen's reputation has reached its peak in the outer sect, unmatched by anyone.
Some were delighted, some submitted, and naturally some hated it to the core.
Wang Demao, the outer sect elder, was the one who harbored resentment day and night and whose killing intent was boundless.
That day at the martial arts arena, he originally intended to use orthodox ancient methods to suppress Xie Yanchen, and to use the pretext of rules to cripple this arrogant newcomer, thus consolidating his absolute authority in the outer sect.
As a result, his attempt to steal a chicken backfired and he lost the rice instead.
Xie Yanchen performed a perfect breathing technique, tearing apart the thousand-year-old incomplete Qingyun Breathing Technique in front of everyone, and slapping him hard in the face.
His stubbornness, suppression of younger generations, and obstruction of the advancement of the lineage were all witnessed by hundreds of disciples.
The prestige and reputation accumulated over decades were swept away in an instant, causing great loss of public support.
For the past three days, he has remained indoors, his anger and fear churning day and night without ever subsiding.
The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and the more afraid he became, the more he hated it.
Xie Yanchen is growing too fast, his comprehension is too extraordinary, and his popularity is too great.
If this continues, within a few months, Wang Demao will have nowhere to stand in the outer sect!
Enduring in silence will only lead to your demise!
He must turn the tables and use the sect's rules to completely eliminate this brat!
Just in time for the monthly Dharma talk ceremony of the entire sect to begin as scheduled.
This is a regular grand event of the Qingyun Sect, where all disciples, both inner and outer, gather together. Elders take the stage to preach, correct cultivation methods, answer questions, and regulate the Dao mind. The entire process is open and transparent, attracting the attention of the entire sect.
This was the perfect opportunity that Wang Demao had been waiting for!
Suppressing someone in private is baseless and will only invite accusations of jealousy and envy.
However, at the grand ceremony, it was perfectly justified to convict someone in the name of the sect's ancestral laws, thousand-year-old tradition, and rules and regulations!
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As long as someone is accused of the serious crimes of "recklessly altering ancestral laws, defying the sect, and confusing people's minds," not to mention a newly emerging outer disciple, even an inner disciple genius would have their cultivation crippled and be expelled from the sect!
At dawn, the high platform square for the Qingyun Sect's sermon was packed with people.
The bluestone plaza stretched as far as the eye could see, with disciples from both the inner and outer sects standing in neat rows, solemn and respectful.
On the high platform, several elders from the outer and inner sects sat solemnly, their auras dignified and their presence imposing.
The monthly Dharma talk ceremony has commenced as scheduled.
As is customary, this round of sermons will be presided over by Elder Wang Demao, the head of the outer sect.
Wang Demao, dressed in a gray Taoist robe, slowly walked onto the stage. His expression was solemn and his aura was dignified. He seemed righteous, but his eyes hid an extreme ruthlessness and scheming.
He surveyed the hundreds of disciples present, his deep voice resounding throughout the entire square.
"Today's monthly lecture will not discuss the subtleties of techniques or breakthroughs in spiritual realms."
"Today I will only speak of one thing—upholding orthodoxy, respecting ancestral laws, and having a righteous heart!"
The opening lines set the tone, each word carrying weight.
All the disciples held their breath instantly, sensing that something was wrong.
In the past, the elder's sermons were all about imparting knowledge and resolving doubts, but today, the elder's words were highly targeted.
Wang Demao's gaze suddenly sharpened, locking onto Xie Yanchen in the crowd below, and he spoke sternly:
"Recently, some people in the outer sect's martial arts arena have become arrogant and disrespectful!"
"He boasts of extraordinary comprehension, yet he has arbitrarily altered the Qingyun Breathing Technique, a tradition passed down for millennia, privately changing ancestral laws and distorting the Daoist lineage!"
"They disregard the teachings of their ancestors and the rules of the sect, spreading falsehoods and misleading their fellow disciples in their cultivation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.
All the disciples' eyes fell on Xie Yanchen, their expressions filled with astonishment.
coming!
Elder Wang will eventually settle scores!
Everyone at the martial arts arena witnessed Xie Yanchen's great achievement in perfecting the technique, which allowed everyone to see the flaws in the ancient method and benefited them immensely.
But in Wang Demao's mouth, the truth was completely reversed, and it became a serious crime of arrogance, perversion of morality, and chaos in the sect!
Too domineering, too hypocritical, too unreasonable!
Many disciples were indignant, but no one dared to speak out in rebuttal.
Wang Demao has been in charge of the outer sect for decades. He wields immense power and employs harsh methods, so ordinary disciples dare not even cross him.
On the high platform, Wang Demao looked at the silent scene and Xie Yanchen standing alone in the crowd, a cold smugness flashing in his eyes.
This is exactly the effect he wanted.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, a public conviction was made, public pressure was exerted, and rules were imposed upon people!
"The ancestral methods have been passed down for thousands of years, verified by countless predecessors; the Great Way is orthodox, flawless and without error!"
"A mere outer disciple who has only been in the sect for three years, a mediocre person with mixed spiritual roots, dares to speak ill of ancestral laws and arbitrarily alter the orthodox tradition?"
"Such behavior is arrogant! It is rebellious! It is betraying one's master and ancestors! It is confusing and disrupting the sect!"
Wang Demao's voice grew increasingly harsh, each word like a knife, as he frantically fabricated serious crimes against Xie Yanchen.
"Today, I will, in accordance with the sect's precepts, publicly hold those responsible accountable!"
"Xie Yanchen! Do you know your crime?!"
The chilling question resounded throughout the heavens and earth, its oppressive aura locking onto Xie Yanchen alone.
Hundreds of eyes in the audience were focused on that slender and upright young man.
The storm suddenly loomed over us, and a massive wave of turmoil swept in.
For the past three days, the topic of conversation has consistently revolved around one name—Xie Yanchen.
After three years of being a useless person with mixed spiritual roots, he turned his life around in one fell swoop, saw through the flaws in the sect's thousand-year-old cultivation method, deduced the perfect breathing technique, and overturned the inherent understanding of all outer disciples and even elders.
The overwhelming ridicule, contempt, and indifference of the past have all turned into shock, awe, and envy.
Xie Yanchen's reputation has reached its peak in the outer sect, unmatched by anyone.
Some were delighted, some submitted, and naturally some hated it to the core.
Wang Demao, the outer sect elder, was the one who harbored resentment day and night and whose killing intent was boundless.
That day at the martial arts arena, he originally intended to use orthodox ancient methods to suppress Xie Yanchen, and to use the pretext of rules to cripple this arrogant newcomer, thus consolidating his absolute authority in the outer sect.
As a result, his attempt to steal a chicken backfired and he lost the rice instead.
Xie Yanchen performed a perfect breathing technique, tearing apart the thousand-year-old incomplete Qingyun Breathing Technique in front of everyone, and slapping him hard in the face.
His stubbornness, suppression of younger generations, and obstruction of the advancement of the lineage were all witnessed by hundreds of disciples.
The prestige and reputation accumulated over decades were swept away in an instant, causing great loss of public support.
For the past three days, he has remained indoors, his anger and fear churning day and night without ever subsiding.
The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and the more afraid he became, the more he hated it.
Xie Yanchen is growing too fast, his comprehension is too extraordinary, and his popularity is too great.
If this continues, within a few months, Wang Demao will have nowhere to stand in the outer sect!
Enduring in silence will only lead to your demise!
He must turn the tables and use the sect's rules to completely eliminate this brat!
Just in time for the monthly Dharma talk ceremony of the entire sect to begin as scheduled.
This is a regular grand event of the Qingyun Sect, where all disciples, both inner and outer, gather together. Elders take the stage to preach, correct cultivation methods, answer questions, and regulate the Dao mind. The entire process is open and transparent, attracting the attention of the entire sect.
This was the perfect opportunity that Wang Demao had been waiting for!
Suppressing someone in private is baseless and will only invite accusations of jealousy and envy.
However, at the grand ceremony, it was perfectly justified to convict someone in the name of the sect's ancestral laws, thousand-year-old tradition, and rules and regulations!
[Remember 101 Reading Network, the fastest novel website on the entire internet with a large book library. Choose from 101.com.]
As long as someone is accused of the serious crimes of "recklessly altering ancestral laws, defying the sect, and confusing people's minds," not to mention a newly emerging outer disciple, even an inner disciple genius would have their cultivation crippled and be expelled from the sect!
At dawn, the high platform square for the Qingyun Sect's sermon was packed with people.
The bluestone plaza stretched as far as the eye could see, with disciples from both the inner and outer sects standing in neat rows, solemn and respectful.
On the high platform, several elders from the outer and inner sects sat solemnly, their auras dignified and their presence imposing.
The monthly Dharma talk ceremony has commenced as scheduled.
As is customary, this round of sermons will be presided over by Elder Wang Demao, the head of the outer sect.
Wang Demao, dressed in a gray Taoist robe, slowly walked onto the stage. His expression was solemn and his aura was dignified. He seemed righteous, but his eyes hid an extreme ruthlessness and scheming.
He surveyed the hundreds of disciples present, his deep voice resounding throughout the entire square.
"Today's monthly lecture will not discuss the subtleties of techniques or breakthroughs in spiritual realms."
"Today I will only speak of one thing—upholding orthodoxy, respecting ancestral laws, and having a righteous heart!"
The opening lines set the tone, each word carrying weight.
All the disciples held their breath instantly, sensing that something was wrong.
In the past, the elder's sermons were all about imparting knowledge and resolving doubts, but today, the elder's words were highly targeted.
Wang Demao's gaze suddenly sharpened, locking onto Xie Yanchen in the crowd below, and he spoke sternly:
"Recently, some people in the outer sect's martial arts arena have become arrogant and disrespectful!"
"He boasts of extraordinary comprehension, yet he has arbitrarily altered the Qingyun Breathing Technique, a tradition passed down for millennia, privately changing ancestral laws and distorting the Daoist lineage!"
"They disregard the teachings of their ancestors and the rules of the sect, spreading falsehoods and misleading their fellow disciples in their cultivation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.
All the disciples' eyes fell on Xie Yanchen, their expressions filled with astonishment.
coming!
Elder Wang will eventually settle scores!
Everyone at the martial arts arena witnessed Xie Yanchen's great achievement in perfecting the technique, which allowed everyone to see the flaws in the ancient method and benefited them immensely.
But in Wang Demao's mouth, the truth was completely reversed, and it became a serious crime of arrogance, perversion of morality, and chaos in the sect!
Too domineering, too hypocritical, too unreasonable!
Many disciples were indignant, but no one dared to speak out in rebuttal.
Wang Demao has been in charge of the outer sect for decades. He wields immense power and employs harsh methods, so ordinary disciples dare not even cross him.
On the high platform, Wang Demao looked at the silent scene and Xie Yanchen standing alone in the crowd, a cold smugness flashing in his eyes.
This is exactly the effect he wanted.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, a public conviction was made, public pressure was exerted, and rules were imposed upon people!
"The ancestral methods have been passed down for thousands of years, verified by countless predecessors; the Great Way is orthodox, flawless and without error!"
"A mere outer disciple who has only been in the sect for three years, a mediocre person with mixed spiritual roots, dares to speak ill of ancestral laws and arbitrarily alter the orthodox tradition?"
"Such behavior is arrogant! It is rebellious! It is betraying one's master and ancestors! It is confusing and disrupting the sect!"
Wang Demao's voice grew increasingly harsh, each word like a knife, as he frantically fabricated serious crimes against Xie Yanchen.
"Today, I will, in accordance with the sect's precepts, publicly hold those responsible accountable!"
"Xie Yanchen! Do you know your crime?!"
The chilling question resounded throughout the heavens and earth, its oppressive aura locking onto Xie Yanchen alone.
Hundreds of eyes in the audience were focused on that slender and upright young man.
The storm suddenly loomed over us, and a massive wave of turmoil swept in.