I can see the accuracy

"What about that thing?" The white-haired old man didn't care at first, but after taking a second glance, he finally realized the difficulty of the thing.

"That is my disciple's natal weapon, measuring the sky ruler. Now that it appears in the hands of your Maoshan disciple, do you still dare to deny it? Your Maoshan wants to be destroyed, right?" the red-haired old man shouted.

"You said it was yours, is it really yours?"

"The prohibition can't be wrong." The red-haired old man waved, and the measuring ruler flew over and fell into his hand.

Then, the whole body of the measuring ruler radiated light, and a unique pattern appeared.

This is prohibition.

At the beginning, he personally refined the restriction and bestowed it on his disciples. As long as this restriction was in place, people other than Zhao Xincheng would not be able to use it.Unless the prohibition is opened.

"Now, can you deny it?" the red-haired old man asked.

Seeing this scene, the white-haired old man wanted to deny it but couldn't deny it.

The prohibition is correct, this is not a fraud.

"Come here for you." The white-haired old man suddenly shouted, trying to catch Gong Zhengchu in the air.

Gong Zhengchu's face was pale, and he was already shocked.

He wanted to leave very much, but the white-haired old man grabbed it in the air, swept him like a whirlpool, and dragged him over there involuntarily.

"How come you have this thing? Where did it come from?" the white-haired old man asked.

"Uncle Shi, that thing...I picked it up." Gong Zhengchu bowed.

"Hehe, I picked it up, and this kind of despicable excuse can be said? Li Haochen, if you don't give me an explanation today, then your Maoshan faction will no longer exist in the world. For so many years, we have just watched On the face of your ancestors, you are allowed to continue to exist. But if your heart is crooked, then there is no need for existence." The red-haired old man said.

At this time, there were actually more than the three of them, and Chen Jing was also peeping a little further away.

In fact, when he saw the tone of the white-haired old man and the red-haired old man, he had already judged that the two were probably related inexplicably.

After hearing the words of the red-haired old man just now, Chen Jing also strengthened this view.

'Tianyu allowed Maoshan to exist only on the face of the ancestors of Maoshan?So, isn't it because the ancestors of Maoshan had a special relationship with Tianyu?'

Could it be... traitor?

You must know that Chen Jing saw a lot of things in the memory scene left by senior Gongyang Hongyi.

One hundred thousand masters in the human world gathered to attack the heavens.

The scale of that time was unprecedented, and the human world was well prepared to win with one blow.

But when he was about to win, a few traitors came out.

At that time, one of the giants of the world, Hongyi Gongyang, was attacked from behind by a man in a green robe.

The fall of Gong Yang Hongyi instantly collapsed a corner of the victories of the monks in the world.

Failure, it was established.

After that, the 100,000 army was invincible and all died in battle.

Those traitors in the human world, stepped on their bones, bowed to their knees and enjoyed the glory bestowed by the three-legged heaven.

'Could the ancestor of Maoshan be one of the traitors back then?'——[100% accuracy]!

After Chen Jing judged with accuracy, a burst of anger suddenly appeared in his heart.

It turned out... really a traitor!

No wonder Maoshan Pai is willing to keep a low profile, with a traitor background, if it is high profile, he is afraid that the whole world will be pricked in the backbone.

Today's Maoshan is a descendant of traitors, no wonder it still has such a if-or-nothing relationship with Tianyu.

It's no wonder that the white-haired old man knows how to chase the wind and swim with the sword.

"Where did you get this measuring ruler?" The white-haired old man suddenly asked Gong Zhengchu seriously.

Although he personally is not afraid of Tianyu, if he really offends Tianyu, the Maoshan faction still cannot bear the anger.

"Just...in the Chilong Valley, it...it fell out of the stone wall." Gong Zhengchu didn't understand what happened.But at this moment, from the words of the two elders, I also realized some problems.

——The measuring ruler that I just picked up is probably of incorrect origin.

"What else do you have to say?" The red-haired old man was angry, his hair flying like flames.

"Anyway, I have never seen your disciple." The white-haired old man said.

"Then the ruler, what's the explanation?"

"Can't explain, I have to investigate one or two before I can give you the answer." The white-haired old man said.

"Investigate? Investigate ass!"

The red-haired old man grabbed his hand and buckled Gong Zhengchu's Tianling Cap, and asked Gong Zhengchu: "Say, where did this measuring ruler come from?"

Gong Zhengchu's legs trembled with fright, and the crotch couldn't help getting wet.

The red-haired old man's murderous aura was too heavy. When his fingers were clasped on his heavenly spirit cover, the murderous aura pierced his brain one by one like acupuncture.Severe pain, numbness, swelling, dizziness, and all kinds of sensations came like tide.

"I... I really picked it up." Gong Zhengchu cried and cried and explained.

"It's boring to bully a junior." The white-haired old man wanted to come and rescue Gong Zhengchu.

"If you can kill my disciple, I can't kill your Maoshan disciple?" The old man with red hair grabbed Gong Zhengchu and took seven steps back, not allowing him to approach.

"The cause of your disciple's death has not been figured out yet, and you can't blame it at will. If you Zhao Chiyang is messing around, don't blame me for going to Kunlun to sue you." The white-haired old man said coldly.

From his words, one can hear that there are still people from Maoshan in the heavens today.And the position should be very important, otherwise, there is no complaint.

"Go, if I die a disciple, you can't do that? How can there be such a reason. Today, I also give you face, 3 days, only 3 days, if you can't find anything out of investigation, then Maoshan faction I will kill you all at the top and bottom. But what's the matter, today, this young man, I want to use him to vent his fire, dare you have any opinions?"

The red-haired old man shouted angrily, what he meant, anyway, this palace must die today.

The white-haired old man was helpless: "Well, 3 days will be 3 days, the old man will give you an explanation." After saying that, he glanced at Gong Zhengchu again: "Little devil, you are unlucky this time. If you die, old man Read the sutras to you personally."

"..." Gong Zhengchu.

Gong Zhengchu knew that Li Haochen of Maoshan was unreliable, but he didn't expect to be so unreliable, so he really didn't care about him?

What is the origin of the red-haired old man?Even Li Haochen has to give him this way?

"I...I'm the sixth-generation grandson of Gongshou, I'm the sixth-generation grandson of Gongshou... Uncle Li Haochen, I'm the sixth-generation grandson of Gongshou..."

Seeing that he was dying, he hurriedly reported to his family and carried his name as the great ancestor.

"Whose six generations of grandson you are, you fucking die for me."

The red-haired old man is so angry, how can he let him cry like this?

With the force of the five fingers, Gong Zhengchu's head was crushed to pieces, and he died suddenly on the spot.

White-haired Li Haochen saw it, and it was too late to stop him, and then smiled slightly: "You also kill the sixth-generation grandson of Gong Shou? You Zhao Chiyang has a big deal.