Chapter 306 Kill! Kill! Kill! The Taoist wants to use the mountain worship ceremony to worship the evil sword sect

"Sir, you are not trustworthy!" The beautiful woman in palace dress stood up suddenly, with a look of anger on her face.

Qin Yun was extremely angry at this moment.

The Hehuan Sect had been badly damaged after the turmoil in the Huan lineage. After Yi Chen left, they withdrew their power and closed the mountain gate.

Thanks to Yi Chen's previous reputation as a bad guy, no one came to trouble him at first. However, after the news of the Great Qin Dharma Assembly spread, the entire cultivation world was in an uproar.

The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop. The Hehuan Sect wants to keep itself out of trouble, but there are some things that you cannot withdraw from just because you want to.

When one's strength is insufficient, beauty has become a sin.

As the largest sect in the Northern Territory, the Jianxie Sect began to plan to integrate many small forces and wait for the right price.

Neither the Great Qin nor the sixteen top sects could possibly swallow all the huge benefits of attacking Central Continent. The Sword Evil Sect was ambitious and wanted to get a piece of the fat meat, so they formed the Star Sword Alliance with this idea in mind.

Only by increasing their own size can they reap more benefits in the future feast.

Even if you sell yourself to a top sect, you can still get a good price.

"What did Sect Master Qinyun say? I just said that if you play a tune, I will consider letting go of the guy who offended the dignity of my Sword Evil Sect. When did you say that you would definitely let this person go?"

My consideration does not mean that I let it go. I am good at solving inequality problems quickly.

The amorous young man obviously also grasped the essence of inequality. A trace of greed flashed in his eyes and he glanced at Qin Yun.

No one knows the secret that has been hidden in the heart of the amorous young man for many years.

He has an Oedipus complex.

As the only son of Jianxie Sect's leader, Wusheng Jianmu, he grew up listening to his mother's legendary stories, which made him prefer charming and mature female cultivators when choosing a spouse.

And the leader of the Qinyun Sect obviously perfectly fits the evil thoughts in his mind.

Before meeting Qin Yun, he had wanted to use the Hehuan Sect as bait to lure them into joining the Star Sword Alliance, so as to attract more masters to join. However, after meeting Qin Yun, he changed his mind.

"I don't care about other people in the Hehuan Sect, but Qinyun, you will definitely be my forbidden lover." Looking at Qinyun's graceful figure, the amorous young man couldn't help but gently lick the coolness overflowing from the wine glass.

If he had not been afraid of the missing so-called Grand Elder Zhang San of the Hehuan Sect, and had not secretly wanted to win over the beautiful Sect Master with his own charm, he would have been unable to restrain himself.

Qin Yun suppressed her anger. Although she had no intention of having sex with Master Xiaotian, she was not a plant. Master Xiaotian had repeatedly stood up for her. Now that she had suffered such a disaster, she could not just sit back and watch. She immediately begged, "Sir, why don't you tell me how we can let Master Xiaotian go."

"It's not that difficult, but it's also easy. I've only been practicing for three hundred years, but I've already entered the realm of entering the Dao. My mother, the Sword Evil Sect Master, had a spirit ghost by her side when she was born. Now, the spirit ghost has entered her sword, and she has been promoted to the realm of intercepting the Dao in one fell swoop."

"Based on my cultivation, character, appearance, and family background, I would like to invite you, Sect Master, to be my ninth Taoist companion. What do you think? This should not be considered an insult to fellow Taoists, right?"

The amorous young man gently put down his wine glass, with lustful light in his eyes, and his gaze lightly swept across the monks in two rows at the banquet.

The people present were all the leaders of small and medium-sized forces that he had "invited" to discuss joining the Star Sword Alliance.

With the reputation of Jie Dao Zhenjun Wusheng Jianmu, once the visiting card was sent out, regardless of whether to join or not, no one dared to offend the Jian Xie Sect.

He volunteered to take on this matter with the intention of performing well in front of Wusheng Sword Mother.

To make this happen, all you have to do is use both kindness and force.

He had already secretly decided in his heart that even if Qin Yun really devoted herself to him, he would never let Li Yuanzong go.

Whenever something big happens, someone has to sacrifice.

How can you show kindness without showing power first? To destroy Li Yuanzong is to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

The amorous young man glanced around, and the people in the audience had different expressions.

Some people remained silent, some had flickering eyes, and quite a few people began to add comments and flatter.

"Young Master is extremely talented and is willing to marry Sect Master Qin Yun as his Taoist partner. How can this be considered an insult? If we really want to argue, it is still Sect Master Qin Yun of the He Huan Sect who is marrying above his station."

"Fellow Daoist Fu Mo is right."

"This is a very kind statement. Sect Master Qinyun is very lucky."

At this moment, someone started talking. The ninth floor of Moon Watching Tower was filled with noise, and people gradually started to join in.

They knew the nature of the amorous young man, but they still began to flatter him against their conscience. Some people even began to congratulate Qin Yun, as if the matter had already been settled.

Among the masters of cultivation and people of morality outside, when faced with an amorous young man of superior birth and cultivation, half of them could not suppress the dark thoughts in their hearts and displayed their inner garden of filth in the palace.

There is no other reason. The one who pays the price and suffers the consequences is the Hehuan Sect. It is none of their business. They can please the amorous young man by agreeing with him. Where can they find such a business that makes a profit without any investment?

Besides, watching fairies covered in dust is also one of the great pleasures in life... Qin Yun swept her beautiful eyes across the people in the hall, and finally fell on the elegant scholar who spoke first.

This person was Fu Mo. She had admired his style the most in the past. But today, she never expected that he would be the first to turn against her.

"Fu Mo, you are shameless!" Qin Yun shouted angrily, and turned her gaze to the young man in white. "I am a weak woman. Since my husband passed away, I have no intention of looking for a Taoist partner. Thank you for your kindness. This is absolutely impossible!"

The young man in white was still talking and laughing, but his eyes were cold. He glanced at Master Fu Mo without saying a word.

Fu Mo immediately stood up and said with a smile: "Sir, since the leader of Qinyun Sect is unwilling to be your ninth Taoist companion, how about taking the leader's daughter Zhen Ruan as your concubine?"

"Zhen Ruan is full of vigor and vitality, and she has a different kind of beauty. She is a good match for you as a concubine."

The hidden threat in Fu Mo's words caused everyone at the banquet to look at him with contempt. Just as he was about to say something else, there was a loud bang and the door to the building broke.

A burly Taoist priest walked in with an expressionless face. His chest muscles were raised high. He was playing with three golden iron gallbladders in one hand, and his muscles bulged all over his body.

Yi Chen never expected that not long after he left the Hehuan Sect, he heard someone wanting to marry his mother-in-law as his father-in-law when he just came outside the door.

I never expected that there was someone who wanted Ruan'er to be a concubine.

There were actually people who wanted him, Taoist Master Yi, to be a cuckold. This was no longer just outrageous. This time, he had to strike back hard.

Perhaps he was too kind before.

"Zhang...Zhang San." Looking at the intimidating aura of the person who came in, Fu Mo's face, which had remained calm in the face of everyone's contemptuous gazes, now showed a hint of fear.

He looked at Yi Chen's figure getting closer and closer, feeling his overwhelming aura and his undisguised murderous intent, and couldn't help but take three steps back, looking at the young man in white sitting on the first seat with pleading eyes.

"Young Master, save me..."

Pah! Yi Chen took a step forward and suddenly appeared in front of Master Fu Mo. He grabbed his scholar's crown with his big hand and lifted it up like a chicken.

"Fu Mo, do you want to know how your good disciple from the Hehuan Sect died in the past?"

Yi Chen put his big face in front of Master Fu Mo.

Unfortunately, under the Ji Yuan seal, Fu Mo was unable to speak. His face turned red and he kept struggling, shaking like a fish out of water.

"He died just like you, a very miserable death."

"The head, snap, exploded like a rotten watermelon."

"His eyes were wide open, and his head was hit in the stomach by the hammer from me."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Chen's big hand slowly pressed down, and very slowly, bit by bit, he pressed Master Fu Mo's head into his chest. Then he kicked him up and turned him into a cloud of blood mist.

At the same time, a purple-gold figure slowly rose and appeared above the hall.

Yi Chen looked at the young man in white sitting on the main seat with his ferocious eyes.

At this moment, the amorous young man could no longer pretend to be dead. He had already cursed Master Fu Mo countless times in his heart.

"Fu Mo, you bastard, is this the power that a True Lord should have?"

"You bastard misled me!"

"If it weren't for this guy misleading me, I wouldn't have gotten into trouble with such a vicious person."

The reason why the young man in white dared to force the Hehuan Sect in this way before was that he only thought that the mysterious great elder of the Hehuan Sect was just a Taoist cultivator. If he really offended him, he could afford to offend him with his family fortune of the Jianxie Sect. Even with his own cultivation and magic weapons, he was not a weak opponent at the initial stage of Taoism.

"Calm down. Mother has said many times that fortunes often come with misfortunes, and misfortunes often come with fortunes. Maybe this matter can still turn around."

"If the plan is well-planned, we can even bring in a strong ally for our Star Sword Alliance. The world is bustling with people, all for profit. The worst that can happen is that we can get a bigger share of the profits for the Hehuan Sect. Anyway, I haven't touched a single cent of the Hehuan Sect yet."

After thinking about it for a long time, the amorous young man stood up with a smile on his face, completely different from his previous confident look.

"Who are you, Brother Dao? I am the sentimental son of the Sword Evil Sect. My mother is the Sword Mother Wusheng. When I was born, I had a spirit ghost accompanying me. Now I have put the spirit ghost into the sword and promoted to the Jie Dao realm in one fell swoop."

"My mother wants to form the Star Sword Alliance now, and is eager to recruit talented people. Brother Dao has such high cultivation level, why don't you come to the gate of the Sword Evil Sect in person and have a long talk with my mother? How about we sit down and discuss the Dao?"

Yi Chen looked at the young man in white with surprise. He had actually seen the so-called companion ghost in ancient books.

This is a strange secret technique.

The so-called companion ghost is twins born to the same mother. One of the babies is refined into a companion ghost using secret methods, and grows up with the remaining baby. Because they share the same roots, the baby ghost is naturally close to the baby living in the belly, and is a great help in its path of practice, making it suitable for practicing certain strange secret methods.

This method of accompanying spirits and ghosts was created thousands of years ago by the leader of Xie Tian Sect, Ni Yunzi, who admired the innate divine body. At that time, he even created five ghosts for his descendants to accompany them. Perhaps because this method was too detrimental to the harmony of nature, the leader of Xie Tian Sect suddenly disappeared when he was out, which is considered an unsolved case in Dongzhou.

As a result, Xietian Sect, the top sect in Dongzhou, was weakened for a time and was eventually surpassed by Wuding Divine Sect.

However, Yi Chen knew about the companion spirit ghost, but he didn't know that the Sword Evil Sect Master was actually the one with the spirit ghost. With a thought, Yi Chen pushed the amorous young man away, staggered, and sat down in the main seat.

"I didn't expect that the young master is actually the biological son of Wusheng Sword Mother."

"I am the great elder of the Hehuan Sect that you are looking for, Zhang San. You can call me Taoist Yinlong."

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

"Young Master forced me, the leader of the Hehuan Sect, to play the zither, and then you can pour me a glass of wine and agree to lend me something. Then the matter will be over. How about it?" Yi Chen looked disdainful and glanced at the young man in white with an inexplicable expression.

"Don't worry, this item is with you, young master. I will not make it difficult for you to get this rare treasure in the world."

Looking at Yi Chen's extremely strong body, with a vicious tiger on his arm, a ferocious dragon pattern on his back, a green ox wandering around his waist and abdomen, and an overwhelming murderous aura, the young man in white was surprised.

He had never recognized when this person appeared in Taoism, and thought it was a great demon who liked to dress up as a Taoist priest... But he couldn't beat him, so he believed the man in front of him when he said he was a Buddhist monk.

The young man in white picked up the wine jug with a flattering smile on his face, picked up the cup, and filled Yi Chen's bottle with fine wine.

Yi Chen glanced at him, restrained his energy, and with a flick of his sleeves, swept the wine on the table to the ground.

"Pour another cup, change to a bigger one. Are you looking down on me by keeping it so small?"

Facing Yi Chen's rudeness, the amorous young man remained calm and smiling. He took out a large cup and respectfully handed it to Yi Chen again.

"I apologize for any offense I have caused you before. Senior."

At this moment, a gust of wind blew in from the door that was broken by Yi Chen, outlining the beautiful and graceful figure of the Qinyun Sect Master. She looked at Yi Chen, who was sitting on the main throne, with a strange expression on her face, her red lips slightly parted under the veil.

Although she didn't know why her cheap elder's cultivation level suddenly became so terrifying, she knew Yi Chen's character very well. He was a vengeful person and would definitely not give up.

"Zhang Zuzu, that's not right. Why did the Great Elder hide his cultivation and support our Hehuan Sect? Is it because he really has a crush on Ruan'er?"

“Master Jie Dao, only the first and third generation ancestors of our He Huan Sect have entered such a realm. The Great Elder will not…”

"Well, considering the Great Elder's temper, even if Young Master Duoqing is the biological son of Wusheng Sword Mother, he would have been beaten to a pulp. But he helped me vent my anger."

Sect Leader Qin Yun was extremely confused at the moment, with his mind full of random thoughts. His bare hands were tucked into his sleeves, with his nails embedded in the soft flesh of his palms.

"I just hope that the Great Elder won't beat that sentimental young man too badly. The Immortal Sword Mother is famous and powerful, and she is not a good person."

Qin Yun only knew that Yi Chen's aura was as deep as the sea, but she didn't know that he had already entered the Jie Dao realm. She couldn't help but worry.

Yi Chen looked at the smiling young man in white, and his tense face slowly relaxed. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"Now that we have drunk the wine, please give me something you have as a gift for me to pay my respects to you."

"I have heard of the fame of the Immortal Sword Mother for a long time, and I was just about to go and greet her."

The sentimental young man could not help but be overjoyed when he heard this: "What do you want, senior? As long as you have everything on me, you can take it all."

"My mother is inviting fellow practitioners to join her. She will surely be overjoyed to see you, Senior, and will welcome you with open arms."

"Good! Great!"

"I would like to borrow your head to pay my respects to the mountain. Please give it to me." As soon as these words came out, Yi Chen's eyes were filled with indifference.

"you!"

"How dare you! How dare you not give me face? It seems I can't keep you!" Suddenly, Yi Chen spread out his domineering body, grabbed the head of the young man in white with his big hands, and pulled his head off like twisting a rope.

Everyone in the room was shocked as blood spurted out.

At this moment, Yi Chen is like a god and a devil.

Qin Yun, who claimed to understand Yi Chen, couldn't help but feel her scalp tingling when she saw such a violent scene.

Not long after entering the palace, Yi Chen secretly sent a message to Qin Yun to ask about what had happened. Those who play tricks on others will always be played tricks on by others, so he let this damn amorous young man die a worthy death.

"Fellow Daoist Yin...Yinlong, can we leave now?" A cultivator at the banquet bravely asked Yi Chen.

"Just want to leave?" The corners of Yi Chen's mouth cracked, getting bigger and bigger, and his smile became gradually ferocious.

He almost became a cuckold or had an extra father. How could a sentimental young man calm his anger?

Only human heads, lots of human heads, can make the world dare not ignore his will.

However, he had made a strategic misjudgment before. When the storm begins to rise, all the old rules will be broken. If he wants to live in peace and stability, he has to build his own base.

Naturally, he would not join the Star Sword Alliance. He wanted to join the Hidden Dragon Alliance.

From then on, he acted under the identity of Taoist Hidden Dragon. When a person has become the elephant in the room, it would be a pipe dream to hide yourself. The strength of Master Jie Dao would surely attract attention from all sides and be investigated thoroughly.

In that case, he was too lazy to call himself Zhang San.

More than ten seconds later, half of the monks in the hall were lying on the ground wailing, with their limbs severed and their qi seas destroyed.

"These people are all slandering our Hehuan Sect's Qin Yun Sect Master. They deserve to die."

"Everyone, the Star Sword Alliance is a bunch of withered bones in a graveyard, with no future. I want to establish the Hidden Dragon Alliance. Who is in favor and who is against?"

"Those who agree can give the wailing man on the ground a blow. I will take 70% of his sect's wealth."

"Every year, you will give 20% of your sect's output to the alliance. As long as you don't act recklessly, if someone bullies you, I will go and talk to that person about the matter... the truth. How do you think?"

"Everyone, make your choice."

"If you agree, we will meet here again in fifteen days. If you don't come, you will be disrespecting me."

"Don't worry, during this time, I will go to Jian Xie Sect. If I can't come back, this matter will be dropped."

The highest level of alliance is naturally tribute.

Yi Chen provided him with protection, and he didn't charge anyone a penny more.

With a clang, he threw a long sword into the field.

Under the pressure of his cold eyes, after the first one, there was the second one, and for a moment the whole hall turned into a large Pinduoduo scene.

Moon Lake.

Two figures stood there, one tall and handsome, the other pretty and beautiful.

Yi Chen looked up at the sky.

"Sect Master Qin, tell me, why did they force me?"

"Am I too kind?"

Qin Yun looked at the head still dripping with blood in Yi Chen's hand, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she said in silence for a while: "Grand Elder, take care on your journey."

After thinking for a while, Qin Yun raised her head and said, "Everything in the Hehuan Sect will be under the command of the Great Elder. There is no need to worry."

Yi Chen grinned, said nothing, paused on one foot, and soared into the sky.

(End of this chapter)