Chapter 317: Vinegar King

Chapter 317
The threat of Li Zhengde caused several old disciples to squeeze a sweat for the elder sister, and the strict rules of the clan, poison the same clan, will always be imprisoned in the dark prison! Locked in that kind of place, you will be tortured crazy!
"Master Sister..."
The old disciple who was slapped by Li Zhengde wanted to dissuade him, not wanting her to break the rules in order to exhale for him.
Mu Wushuang smiled sweetly.
There was a whip in her hand, well, she thought for a while, how did this whip come from?
It seems that it was a gift passed to her by the elder Changdong on behalf of the Buddha.
But it was bloody, as if he had just killed someone, and blood was still dripping from the whip, which was too nasty.
Looking at the scarlet whip, Li Zhengde, unable to move, panicked.
"Dare you!" he shouted loudly.
"Of course I dare. I didn't do anything against you. I'm just acting for your ancestors and religions!" She smiled slightly, and whipped up.
This whip was very strange, as soon as it was pulled out, it was directly wrapped around Li Zhengde's body, and then twisted him tighter and tighter like a python!
Mu Wushuang looked at this whip in a novel way. It seemed to have a sense of wisdom. It twisted Li Zhengde to the point of death and then loosened it, made him gasp, and tightened him fiercely. Zhengde was hovering between life and death, experiencing the horror of death. After such a few times, Li Zhengde's face was earthy, and the spirit in his eyes was invisible.
"Buddha whip."
Long Moshen said suddenly.
"Huh? This is the whip of the Buddha?" Mu Wushuang was a little surprised. For such an important treasure, Elder Changdong asked the Buddha to give it to himself?
She knew about the Buddha whip. Yun Chuanxing, the current head teacher of the Guangming God Sect, had used it for three years. Some people said it was a stingy Buddha whip, and only used it for three years. For the next few hundred years, it would never reappear.
She never expected that this treasure of the Guangming God Sect would fall into her hands, and she was not a disciple of the Guangming God Sect.
Yun Chuanxing is the pro-grandfather of this body. Mu Wushuang can't tell him what he feels, but he respects him a little bit. This man was once a legend. It was him who made the Guangming Sect step into the first-class sect, which is worthy of admiration. people.
"Well, this is the Buddha Whip." Long Moshen looked at her and said, "The Buddha Whip will only recognize the Lord by himself. It should have chosen you in the Buddha Tower, otherwise you will not be able to use it."
"Is that so?" She thought it was the Buddha Bell who gave it to her, but unexpectedly it was the Buddha Whip who chose herself.
It's really unexpected.
However, the whip of the buddha is indeed in her mind. There are rules. Of course, she will not be a bad example, so she will not be a bad example to Li Zhengde, and the whip of the buddha seems to know her intentions and only tortured Li fiercely. Zhengde sighed against him again, not letting him die.
He can't die, but he has been hovering on the edge of death so many times, he must have already died in his heart!
He even dared to come to the sect to show off his prestige, without seeing what he was!
When the sect was broken, he took refuge in other sects. When the sect became stronger and high-profile came back, how could such a good thing await him in the world?
At this moment, Li Zhengde's wriggled Buddha whip suddenly loosened and flew back to Mu Wushuang's hand.
"Good fellow!" Mu Wushuang praised it. It seemed to jump in her hands, as if responding to her.
Sure enough, spiritual wisdom was born!
Mu Wushuang praised again before putting it into the storage ring.
After Li Zhengde got rid of the shackles of the Buddha's whip, he collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, covered in cold sweat, and he no longer had his previous majestic image.
He was still trembling, as if he hadn't been relieved from the shadow of death.
Several disciples felt too relieved, and silently praised the master sister.
"Let me go! Let me go! I will never come again!"
Li Zhengde said suddenly, standing up and leaving.
"Want to go?"
Just when everyone thought she would leave Zhengde Li, just listen to her:
"Li Zhengde, you are trying to harm the disciple of this sect and let Wu Feiyu, a disciple of the Vatican Sea Sect, kill me in the ring. According to the rules of the sect, you have to suffer from ten thousand swords for such crimes, and your soul will be nailed to the sword grave forever, and you will live forever. Swordsmanship is too late to be overwhelmed by the sword's intent, and you must not be overborn!"
Li Zhengde's face was as gray as death, and he quibbleed: "I don't have it, you are talking nonsense! Wu Feiyu is dead, there is no proof!"
"I don't need evidence, my words are evidence!" Mu Wushuang said domineeringly.
"Come here, imprison him in the sword tomb formation, never to turn over forever!"
"Yes! Master Sister!" Several disciples quickly obediently tied Li Zhengde up and escorted him away!
Only then did the Wujizi and the elders, who had not appeared, walked out.
"Wujizi! Brother! Save me! I made no mistakes! I didn't break the rules! I don't want to die!"
Li Zhengde shouted when he saw Wujizi.
Wu Jizi said with a stern face: "I saw it with my own eyes. You smashed through the outer sect disciples to harm the future head of my sect. Your sin is to blame! Just as Wushuang said, you will be locked in the sword tomb formation. , Eternal life will suffer from the slowness of the sword forever, no reincarnation!"
As early as the Zongmen Great Competition, Wujizi wanted to kill Li Zhengde, but because of Zong rules, he suppressed the killing intent in his heart.
Today he brought it to the door by himself, just because he was looking for death!
Since you are coming to die, you naturally have to listen to the apprentice and let him know the fate of the traitor!
Li Zhengde thought he could overthrow Wujizi, and he sat in the position of the head of the city. No matter where he could have expected, before entering the city gate, he was punished by the disciple Wushuang, and finally ended in such a bleak end!
If he knew that he would lose his life because of his temporary greed, he would never step into Qingyun City anyway.
Li Zhengde was taken away, and this sect cancer was finally removed.
Mu Wushuang waved to the disciple who had just been beaten: "Brother, come here."
"Master sister!"
She took out a bottle of pill, "These pill will heal your injury. Li Zhengde is the cultivation base of the Spiritual Venerable Realm. This slap should have hurt your lungs. You can heal your injuries."
"No need, Master Sister, your medicine is too expensive, I can't ask for it!"
Long Moshen's face sank, he took the pill bottle from Shuang'er, threw it on the red-necked disciple, and then took her away.
A certain jealous king is jealous again!
"Uncle Emperor, I just said one more thing to him, are you jealous too?" Mu Wushuang asked him funny.
"You are talking to a dog, and I will be jealous."
Someone said solemnly.
"Puff haha!" She couldn't help but laughed.
Yes, he even eats the vinegar of his own son, and it is not surprising to eat the vinegar of a dog!
Who calls her man possessive?