Chapter 221: Destroy the Family

A breeze blew, and the elder's clothes swayed in the wind.

The owner of the clothes had long since turned into rotten bones in the passage of time. Even his bones were filled with worn-out cotton wool, dense vines, and other such messes that made it impossible to tell what they were.

Ning Daoran sat there blankly, and his golden elixir consciousness detected something.

About ten feet away from the clothing factory, half of a flying sword was inserted into the wrinkled bark of the "holy tree".

Although the flying sword was broken, its spiritual energy was not completely lost and still had a faint blood-red color.

This flying sword looks very familiar. It was the one that Ning Daoran personally refined back then.

He remained calm and slowly closed his eyes.

…

“Dongdongdong~~~”

Amid the drumbeats, the Guiyuan Sect's Great Shaman shouted, "The recipient should step forward and pray for the blessing of the sacred tree!"

Immediately, dozens of disciples, led by a foundation-building elder, walked forward and knelt under the ancient tree.

"Please ask the Holy Tree to grant me a chance!"

"Please ask the Holy Tree to grant me a chance!"

"Please ask the Holy Tree to grant me a chance!"

A group of disciples knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, and just kept shouting.

In the air, the roots, vines, and branches of the “holy tree” danced wildly like a demon, its entire body trembling slightly, as if it was taking its last breath.

For a moment, the corpses hanging on the trees began to sway along with the beasts. Some of the bodies were not yet completely dead. The people hanging on the trees whimpered, and the last bit of their blood was sucked dry by the branches that had penetrated into their bodies in an instant.

“Swish, swish, swish——”

In the air, dozens of thin tree roots fell from the sky, and then these roots "puff puff" drilled into the bodies of dozens of disciples.

Suddenly, strands of blood-colored energy flowed along the tree roots and injected into the bodies of those young men. After bearing the enormous amount of energy, the young men all looked ferocious.

“Ahhhh~~~”

Some teenagers even couldn't bear the pain and started screaming.

Everyone became nervous, and the teenagers' parents were even more nervous.

"My son, you must hold on. As long as you accept the blessing of the holy tree, our Liu family will be able to stand out in the future and won't be bullied anymore..."

"You must accept all the gifts from the Holy Tree, girl, don't let Daddy down!"

…

Ning Daoran's eyes were calm, without a trace of expression throughout.

"Daoyou Zhang."

At the side, Zuo Qiuhan suddenly turned around, looked at Ning Daoran meaningfully, and said in a voice transmission: "Daoyou, are you full of doubts in your heart? Do you think that my Guiyuan Sect is actually a demon sect?"

"oh?"

Ning Daoran smiled and said, "What are you talking about, Master? Why do I feel this way?"

"well……"

Zuo Qiuhan said, "Cats have their ways, mice have their ways. If Guiyuan Sect had not been forced into a desperate situation, how could it have taken this step? In the eyes of the so-called righteous cultivators, this sacred tree is a 'big evil spirit', but in my eyes, it is precisely because of this evil spirit that the young men of Guiyuan Sect have the opportunity to build their foundation... and have the opportunity to see the scenery of the golden elixir..."

He sighed, "As for the claim of killing one's own kind, that's too pedantic. Although the Holy Tree has indeed devoured the bodies of many cultivators over the years, isn't that how the world of immortal cultivation works? The strong prey on the weak. If Zuo didn't kill people, how could he have made Guiyuan Sect flourish step by step?"

Ning Daoran nodded slightly and remained silent.

"Daoyou Zhang."

Zuo Qiuhan continued, "The vitality of the sacred tree is very good. It is not only useful for young people, but also for people like me who have golden elixir."

As he spoke, a gleam of light shot out from his eyes, and he said, "As long as you join my sect and serve as the worshiper of our Guiyuan Sect, I am willing to persuade the Holy Tree to give you the opportunity to secretly participate in the grand sacrificial ceremony and receive the tree's reward. The last time I received the reward, I was just a little bit away from breaking through to the middle stage of the Golden Core. Next time I will definitely be able to break through!"

Zuo Qiuhan became more and more excited as he spoke, "My fellow Daoist and I hit it off right away. If you are willing to stay, you and I can take charge of the sect together. In the end, it is our Guiyuan Sect that has the final say in the territory of Huangzhou. With the cultivation of the sacred tree, you and I will almost certainly succeed in condensing our infants. What do you think, fellow Daoist?"

Ning Daoran said calmly: "Let's talk about it later."

He looked towards the holy tree, frowned and said in a voice transmission: "Master, using the holy tree to inherit and feed back cultivation may seem to advance rapidly, but it is actually dangerous. I see corpses hanging on the holy tree, and even the corpses of Chaos Sect's foundation-building... If such an act angers Chaos Sect, what should we do?"

"snort!"

Zuo Qiuhan sneered and said, "You are probably talking about the foundation-building cultivator named Zhao from the Chaos Sect who went up the mountain to slay demons and monsters, right? This person is really ridiculous. He wanted to kill the sacred tree with just his small flying sword... but in the end, the sacred tree sucked his blood, flesh and essence dry. This is the result of overestimating one's own abilities.

Daoist friend, don't worry. What is there to fear about the Chaos Sect? I heard that several Jindan of the Chaos Sect had perished in the border war 20 years ago. Now the Chaos Sect only has one Jindan in the early stage. If they really dare to come to our door, Zuo will wipe out their entire sect, so what? "

Ning Daoran smiled and said nothing.

"Friend Zhang, are you really not going to consider this?"

Zuo Qiuhan seemed very sincere: "If you are willing to stay and serve as a worshiper, I am willing to increase the annual offering of spiritual stones."

“No need.”

Ning Daoran smiled and said, "I am really used to traveling around the world. Thank you for your sincerity, Sect Master!"

"In this case, I won't force you."

Zuo Qiuhan looked regretful.

Naturally, Ning Daoran would not feel sorry or guilty because of Zuo Qiuhan's behavior. On the contrary, the reason why Zuo Qiuhan tried his best to pull Ning Daoran up the mountain was because Guiyuan Sect had been warned once by a first-class sect in Huangzhou a few years ago. If it continued to harm people with the demon tree, that first-class sect would never stand idly by.

Ning Daoran has already learned about this through the soul-searching memory of Miao Yuan Sansha.

Therefore, although Zuo Qiuhan seemed sincere, he actually wanted to keep Ning Daoran, the Jindan master, in Guiyuan Sect to "take on things" with him. If Ning Daoran really stayed, he would easily become Guiyuan Sect's cannon fodder.

Of course, what Zuo Qiuhan values ​​most is actually Ning Daoran’s silly-looking spiritual beast, the white deer. The combat power of this white deer is comparable to that of a human cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm. If it can be of help, he will have nothing to fear even if a first-rate sect attacks.

But since Ning Daoran insisted on leaving, Zuo Qiuhan naturally would not force him to stay.

…

"Woooo ...

Upon this incident, the young men who had inherited the "Holy Tree" showed expressions of great pain. One of the young men had blood veins on his chest and suddenly he spat out a mouthful of turbid blood, and his aura continued to soar.

"Lin Qiang has broken through! He is in the middle stage of foundation building!"

"The sacred tree is indeed infinitely powerful!"

For a moment, the entire ceremony was in an uproar.

Countless young men looked at the person kneeling under the tree with fanatical eyes, wishing they could be among them.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Soon, another young man broke through and achieved perfection in Qi Refining.

Young and old went completely crazy.

Regardless of gender, everyone has a rosy face and is crazy about this grand ceremony. Everyone hopes that they will be the next person to receive the "inheritance".

As the conversation was not going well, Ning Daoran sighed, stood up and decided to leave.

Zuo Qiuhan flicked his sleeves lightly, and silently, a flash of fluorescent light fell on his elbow.

…

The small courtyard is inside the Lingpu Cave.

Xiaobai stretched out his hand and flicked it, a hint of wood-attributed spiritual energy shone, and suddenly an inconspicuous mark appeared on Ning Daoran's elbow.

"Sir."

She frowned and said, "What did Zuo Qiuhan want to do by secretly planting a mark on you?"

"snort……"

Ning Daoran frowned: "Maybe you don't want me to leave Guiyuan Sect alive?"

"Just him?" Xiaobai said angrily.

That night, no more female cultivators from Guiyuan Sect's outer sect came to deliver food. On the contrary, as night fell, streams of aura appeared in the dense woods around them, and even an extremely strong evil aura appeared underground.

Not only did Zuo Qiuhan come with a group of foundation-building elders, but even the demon tree known as the "holy tree" came!

This demon tree is probably in the late Jindan stage, and has been entrenched in Yangui Mountain for many years. It has already perfectly blended with the mountains and rivers here. This is probably the reason why Zuo Qiuhan decided to take action to keep Ning Daoran.

"Master, what should we do? Charge out and kill them all, or what else?" Xiaobai asked.

“That doesn’t have to be the case.”

Ning Daoran shook his head: "If we rush out to fight now, some fish will definitely slip through the net, which will be disadvantageous to us."

As he said this, he stepped out of the Lingpu Cave Heaven, his body filled with the aura of the Golden Core. He raised his hand to disperse the mark on his arm, and said with a hearty smile: "Fellow Daoist Zuo, you think you can keep me here with just this little trick?"

"Daoyou is indeed amazing."

Zuo Qiuhan walked out of the night, one hand behind his back, his face full of ferocious murderous intent: "But, Daoist friend, do you really think you can get away today?"

“You can try it!”

In an instant, Ning Daoran cast a spell, and his body turned into a stream of green light and rushed into the ground, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Earth escape technique!?"

A group of Guiyuan Sect's foundation-building elders were shocked.

Zuo Qiuhan was even more shocked. If he let this person escape, Guiyuan Sect would have made a Jindan enemy. If this Zhang Zhenren really came to seek revenge, how could they prevent him? ! "Activate the mountain protection formation, quickly!"

…

After half a cup of tea.

The geese return to the mountains beyond the mountains.

Ning Daoran floated out from the mud and gently patted the Lingpu Cave, and immediately Big Dumb Deer and Xiaobai came out.

"Old deer..."

He looked at the Yan Gui Mountain in the distance and said calmly, "Back then, Senior Brother Zhao Lichen left the sect to practice for many years and never returned. Everyone thought he stayed somewhere to practice, but they didn't expect that he actually died in Guiyuan Sect.

It was Senior Brother Zhao who brought us up the mountain. Senior Brother Zhao died suddenly. Should we help him get revenge?!"

“Ahhh~~~”

More than a hundred cross-shaped veins appeared on the big stupid deer's forehead! "This Guiyuan Sect must be destroyed."

Ning Daoran lightly tapped the storage bag, and suddenly thirty-six formation flags and thirty-six formation plates flew out. Then he scattered out seventy-two B-grade paper figures, each of which held a flagpole or a formation plate.

"Set up the formation! Fiery Fish Dragon Formation!"

(End of this chapter)