1877, Ruined His Plans

After reading the first scroll of God, Ming Wuyan took out a blank roll of Godhead, and made a note beside it with a pen.

After that, she began to concentrate on reading all the divine scrolls one by one.

"I've recorded these, you go and check it yourself. You have a thorough understanding of the situation of all the prisoners. When the time comes, the Divine Tribulation Palace will judge them one by one. If there are really wronged people, they will be tried separately, and the sentencing will be reiterated again. "

"Yes, I'll do it right away."

"Wait." Ming Wuyan called Wang Dong again.

"You tell them like this, they can also make atonement... Do you understand what I mean?"

Wang Dong nodded, "Yes, I understand, I know what to do."

"Well, then you go down!"

Wang Dong took the things written by the Lord God and left immediately.

Now he began to feel that Master Yan Jie would definitely manage the entire Obsidian Secret Realm as quickly as possible.

The Obsidian Secret Realm has been a poisonous and evil place in the Three Realms for a long time, if it can be cleaned up this time, it will be a feat!

Ming Wuyan wasn't thinking about any feat at this time, she was also thinking about the Yaoxin Palace.

Where did Mo Xinshen go?

The people in the temples of the Three Realms were busy for several days, until the fifth day, the Shenjie Temple finally took over the corpse from the Yaoxin Temple and took the records.

Ming Wuyan pointed to the list on the record, and frowned slightly, "Out of the 321 corpses, only 100 belong to Yaoxin Palace?"

Meng Xi nodded earnestly, "Yes. We didn't believe the answer at first, so we checked the record three times before confirming the record. Lord God, how do we deal with this next?"

"Isn't there another mutilated corpse that looks similar to Mo Xinshangshen?"

"Yes, we have systematically compared the records on the Shinto of the Temples of the Three Realms with the Tianlu records of the Tianlu Temple. That person is not Mo Xinshangshen. Although they look 80-90% similar, it is confirmed that they are not."

Ming Wuyan thought for a while before saying: "How many people know about this matter?"

"The confirmed record has only been seen by a few envoys from our Divine Tribulation Hall."

"Well, you will announce to the public in a while that the Yaoxin Palace was destroyed and killed, and Mo Xinshangshen was also killed. The murderer is the one who killed the Lord God of the Xiaoyao Palace. In addition, because everyone in the Yaoxin Palace died, yes Therefore, starting from today, Yaoxin Temple will be removed from the temples of the Three Realms and disappear in the long river of history. Since Mo Xinshangshen is the first Lord God of Yaoxin Temple, then he will also be the last one. This is a respect for him .”

"Yes, I understand." Meng Xi immediately went to the Tianlu Hall. To announce such a big event, of course he had to find the Lord God of the Tianlu Hall.

After Meng Xi left, Wang Xi came back. He also heard the news from Meng Xi just now, so he looked curiously at the main god who seemed to be thinking about something while sitting on the throne.

"Lord God, why do you say that Mo Xinshen is dead? If he reappears and is not dead, will this accuse us of the Shenjie Temple's ineffectiveness?"

Ming Wuyan raised her eyebrows, "Why do you think so?"

Wang Xi froze for a moment, what should he think?

At this time, Wang Dong also came back from work.

Ming Wuyan said to Wang Dong: "Tell me, why do I say that Mo Xinshen is dead?"

Wang Dong glanced at his younger brother, thinking, this guy must be asking stupid questions again.

He calmly said: "Master Yan Jie said that Mo Xinshen is dead, then he is dead. Once it appears in the future, it will naturally be a fake. It may be a god prisoner pretending to be a god. Next time I see it, I will kill everyone." No pardon!"

Ming Wuyan smiled and nodded, "Yes, that's it."

Wang Xi chuckled twice, he felt that his elder brother was too smart, Master Yan Jie was too smart, and he seemed too stupid.

Ming Wuyan sighed slightly, Wangxi actually had a more active brain, but speaking of it, he was still younger than Wangdong, had less experience, and was more innocent.

"Lord God, all the prisoners in the Black Obsidian Secret Realm have been cleared out. They have left the Obsidian Secret Realm and are imprisoned in the Sky Thunder God Tribulation Formation. What is the Lord God going to do now?"

Wang Dong talked about the business.

Ming Wuyan calculated the time, "In the morning of the day after tomorrow, you all go to the Obsidian Secret Realm with me."

"Okay." Wang Dong and Wang Xi responded immediately.

...

On the other side, the Feng family.

At this time, Mr. Feng was walking back and forth in his residence, very restless.

It was clearly decided that Feng Wei would take over as the patriarch of the Feng Clan on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and it was clearly arranged that the power of the heavenly spirit on the side of the Divine Tribulation Hall would be used to protect the Divine Tribulation using the Phoenix God Formation sacrificed by the Feng Clan. The aura of heaven, earth and spirit from the temple, and the mysterious aura of divine calamity from the hall of divine tribulation were attracted to him...

However, all of this was destroyed by that stupid pig, Mo Xinshangshen.

He was so powerful that he even gave up his own Yaoxin Palace, but it ruined his plan.

Outside the courtyard, Feng Wei stood in front of his master's residence, hesitating whether to go in or not.

In the past few days, because the succession ceremony of the patriarch was delayed due to an unexpected incident in the Black Obsidian Secret Realm, the master has been in a bad mood, and he dared not even say a word to him.

However, after standing outside for half an hour, he still walked in.

"master!"

Seeing that it was Feng Wei who came over, Mr. Feng's expression was not very good, "What's the matter? Thinking about going out again?"

Feng Wei smiled awkwardly, "Hehe, Master still understands me."

Elder Feng stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "You boy, you are not a child anymore. Now that such a big incident happened in the Temple of the Three Realms, where do you want to go when you run out? To help those main gods? "

Feng Wei's expression turned serious, "Master, anyway, I used to be the manager of the Black Obsidian Secret Realm. This incident happened for so long, and I didn't even show my face. It seems not very good. Otherwise, I'll go and see , to see if there is anything I can help. I will be back soon, and the master is at home thinking about a better day for the succession ceremony of the patriarch."

Elder Feng glanced at him, and originally wanted to hit him with a few words, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind again.

"Since you want to go, go! Although you are no longer the manager of the Black Obsidian Secret Realm, you can still go and have a look. By the way, let's learn about the Yaoxin Temple, Lord Yan Jie may be very annoying now , it’s also good to help her share her worries.”

"Okay, I'll listen to the master." Feng Wei ran away happily when he heard the master told him to go.

Looking at the background of Feng Wei's departure, Feng Lao couldn't help frowning...

The best time for the last succession ceremony of the Feng Clan patriarch has been missed, but this matter still has to be carried out.

Perhaps, this time, we have to wait until the matter of the Obsidian Secret Realm and the Yaoxin Temple come to an end.