Standing quietly on the top of the mountain, looking down at the sea of clouds below.
This is the back mountain of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect. Ever since she joined the sect, Ning Jing has fallen in love with the environment here. Whenever she has time, she will come here to be alone.
"Senior sister, the ancestor asked us to come over and pay our respects."
A voice appeared behind Ning Jing.
The person who spoke was one of the "five geniuses" who were selected to go up the mountain with Ning Jing, named Luo Ren. Unlike Ning Jing, Luo Ren hated quiet environments. He loved noise and his favorite thing to do was to show off in front of people.
"Ancestor?"
Ning Jing's heart moved, and she remembered the purpose of coming to Wanxiang Xianmen.
"The Wanxiang Immortal Sect has betrayed us and caused our Ning family to suffer heavy losses! This time, we must make them pay the price. You go to the sect to hide first, and someone will naturally pick you up later. When things are successful, I will let your father pass on the position of the next head of the Ning family to you."
This was what Ning Jing's grandfather told her before she joined the sect. Her purpose of joining here was to find out about the situation of the Wanxiang Patriarch.
"Let's go."
Collecting her thoughts, Ning Jing followed Luo Ren expressionlessly as she flew towards the main hall.
Both of them were only at the Qi Refining Stage and could not fly with swords, so they could only walk on the mountain road.
Just when they were halfway there, Luo Ren's face in front of them suddenly changed, and he raised his hand and took out a token from his waist.
'escape!'
A clear word emerged.
Luo Ren's face changed drastically, and he turned around, ignoring Ning Jing who had been following him, and flew into the air, turning into a curved arc and escaping down the mountain. After a few rises and falls, Luo Ren's aura increased from the Qi Refining Realm to the Dan Forming Realm.
BANG!!
A stream of light flew down from the top of the mountain, accurately hitting Luo Ren's transformed figure. With a "puff", the figure instantly turned into blood mist and disappeared in mid-air. Ning Jing, who was standing below, came back to her senses, and then a feeling of panic arose in her heart.
"Luo Ren was also planted by someone from outside? Could he be the one who will pick me up?"
'what do I do.'
The person who attacked just now must be the Wanxiang Patriarch. Only this Patriarch who is at the Hedao level dares to act so recklessly in the Wanxiang Immortal Gate. The order of this Immortal Gate was set by him.
With a nervous mood, Ningjing stepped onto the mountain where the main hall was located.
There were already people waiting in the hall.
In addition to Luo Ren who was just killed, Ning Jing also saw three other newcomers who entered the temple with her. Their teachers were all in the temple, and the eleven elders were in a higher position. On the last throne, the Patriarch Wanxiang sat high in the middle, like an immortal god in heaven.
"Disciple Ningjing pays respect to the Grandmaster."
Ning Jing quickly lowered her head and respectfully saluted to the Wanxiang Ancestor above her.
But at this moment, everyone in the hall was not paying attention to her. Ning Jing discovered that the three newcomers who entered the hall with her were talking to the ancestor above. A dark-skinned young man was standing in the middle, looking directly at the ancestor Wanxiang above.
There was no awe in his eyes.
'.My host asked me to ask the old ancestor a question, do you still remember what you promised us? ! '
No sect exists alone, and the same goes for the Wanxiang Immortal Sect.
When the Wanxiang Patriarch was still around, the Wanxiang Immortal Sect also had its own allies and traded with some forces of the same level. After Chen Luo "inherited" the Wanxiang Immortal Sect, he did not obtain the memory of the Wanxiang Patriarch, which caused many cooperations to suddenly stop after he came to power. There would be no problem in one or two years, but after a long time, the trading sects would notice the abnormality, and in serious cases, it would even affect the interests of the entire sect.
It's like the Moten Temple.
They were the ones who were affected the most. Decades ago, Motian Temple and Wanxiang Xianmen negotiated a deal. In order to obtain the consent of Wanxiang Patriarch, the old abbot of Motian Temple sold most of the temple and finally reached a cooperation with Wanxiang Xianmen.
But they never expected that on the agreed date, the Wanxiang Patriarch did not show up. This led to the defeat of the Motian Temple in a decisive battle that it should have won, and the high-ranking members of the sect suffered heavy casualties.
The remaining Motian Temple leaders blamed all the hatred on the Wanxiang Xianmen. This was visible on the surface, but in secret, there were many sects that tore up the contract because of the Wanxiang Xianmen, and they quietly completed the layout of the Wanxiang Xianmen.
The elders like Tang Hai didn't notice it because these matters were not their responsibility.
Elder Sun, who was actually in charge of these affairs, was transformed into a puppet by Chen Luo. The "resurrected" Elder Sun, like the ancestor Chen Luo, had no original memories. Although his brain was still his own, he now denied everything he had promised in the past, which led to many things getting worse.
The puppet lacks some spirituality and does not take these things to heart, which has led to the current situation.
"Are you questioning me?"
Chen Luo sat on the main seat, and the spiritual light on the index finger of his right hand was fading. He had just killed Luo Ren in mid-air. Chen Luo didn't really care about the affairs of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect. He just wanted to take a look at the new disciples who were praised by his elders and give them some advice.
Unexpectedly, four out of the five new disciples had problems.
The dark-skinned disciple who was shouting from below was sent by Motian Temple. Motian Temple was an ally of Wanxiang Xianmen before, and the two families had a close relationship. No one knew what went wrong in the middle, causing the two families to turn against each other. The disciple who was sent here was a spy sent by Motian Temple to find out his true situation. His cultivation level was not at the Qi Refining Realm, but an old guy at the Nascent Soul Realm.
It was only by using some special means that he deceived the elder who accepted him as a disciple.
"It seems that the ancestor really doesn't intend to give us Motian Temple an explanation. He really treats us as soft persimmons! I just wonder if the puppet leader you chose will regret working for you."
Phew!
Blood exploded, and before the dark-skinned disciple could finish his words, he was crushed into a bloody mist.
Chen Luo waved his sleeves and a huge corpse-controlling insect flew out of his sleeves. It flapped its wings and flew into the hall, opening its mouth to suck the blood mist below, and instantly absorbed it all.
"Vanxiang old ghost, you are treacherous"
Two more flashes of blood flashed by, and this time the corpse-controlling insect didn't even need Chen Luo to speak, it rolled up the two people standing next to the dark-skinned young man and ate them all in one bite. This insect, which was infused with polluted spiritual power by Chen Luo in the third restricted area, had an excellent talent for finishing things off, especially for handling corpses, and was better than the soul flag.
Ningjing stood at the bottom and shivered.
She only now realized that the mission her grandfather had assigned to her was a life-threatening one. The Wanxiang Patriarch was completely different from the image in the legend. He would kill people at the slightest disagreement, without any scruples from an upright immortal.
"The second level of Qi Refining."
Sensing the gaze of the Grand Ancestor Wanxiang above her, Ning Jing was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe. It was not until the Grand Ancestor looked away that she relaxed, and a feeling of escaping death rose in her heart.
"Let's go."
Chen Luo no longer had the intention to instruct his disciples.
The Wanxiang Xianmen's stall is also a lot of trouble, but this base is different from Lingxu Dongtian, Chen Luo does not intend to give up for the time being, so he can only wrong those former "allies". It just so happens that he is still lacking some brains.
It’s a little short of 2,700, so I’ll just find a chance to make it an even number.
Ten thousand is pretty good.
"Ancestor, the sect leader has been missing for half a month." Elder Tang Hai stepped forward quickly and reported the situation carefully.
They also didn't expect that such a big thing would happen in such a short period of time when the ancestor was in seclusion.
He didn't even notice that the acting leader had been kidnapped.
However, this is also related to Tang Hai and his responsibilities. Wanxiang Xianmen is not a normal immortal sect. It is a sect put together by Wanxiang Patriarch using the "Life-changing Gu". All the elders in the sect have the larvae of the Life-changing Gu. The so-called head of Wanxiang Xianmen is just a housekeeper who helps Wanxiang Patriarch deal with miscellaneous matters. In the eyes of these elders, such a person is dispensable. Even if he really dies, they will not ask.
"I see."
Chen Luo waved his hand, a strong wind blew up, a cloud of mist rose from under his feet, and the whole person turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the direction of the Motian Temple.
"I told you long ago, don't mess with that lunatic!"
Inside the temple with blue bricks and gray tiles, an old man in a navy blue robe pointed at the kneeling young abbot below with a grim face.
"Master's revenge must be avenged!"
The young man kneeling below raised his head, his face full of resentment.
The young man was the new abbot of the Motian Temple, Bai Kong, a strong man at the peak of the Spiritualization Realm. Under normal circumstances, a person at the Spiritualization Realm could only be a disciple in the Motian Temple, not even an elder. But after the last disaster, the entire upper echelons of the Motian Temple were destroyed, and the survivors were all old, weak, and disabled.
Bai Kong was appointed as the abbot of Motian Temple in a critical moment.
Bai Kong, who inherited the throne, had his mind filled with hatred. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see the wails of his dead brothers and his master's questions to the Wanxiang Immortal Sect before his death.
Question why the ancestor of Wanxiang betrayed his loyalty.
"And then? Have you ever thought about what will happen to our Motian Temple if you do this? That's the Blood Demon!!" The old man's face turned blue with anger.
He never thought that this new abbot would lead the sect to a desperate situation. In order to seek revenge on the Wanxiang Immortal Sect, he actually took the initiative to find the Blood Demon and signed a contract with him.
The battles at the Hedao level were never something that small people like them could participate in, let alone an evil creature like the Blood Demon, who was suspected to be the incarnation of a great Mahayana monster.
"I have already arranged a way out."
Bai Kong did not fight back and allowed himself to be beaten and scolded.
He knew the situation of Motian Temple better than anyone else. Motian Temple had no way out after reaching this point. The elders were too cowardly and lacked the courage to risk their lives, which was why they dragged the sect to this point.
“Ahem.”
The old man coughed violently in anger. Looking at the stubborn disciple in front of him, he felt tired.
He also wanted to take revenge.
But the world of cultivating immortals is all about strength. There is no right or wrong here, only strong and weak.
"Where did you keep the man?"
"Dark cell."
Bai Kong's eyes flashed with satisfaction. The man he captured was the acting leader of the Wanxiang Xianmen. Having cooperated with the Wanxiang Xianmen for so long, Bai Kong was very clear about the weaknesses of the monks of this sect.
The cultivation levels of these people are very strange. When they are strong, they are comparable to Hedao cultivators, but when they are weak, they cannot even beat Jiedan cultivators.
All his cultivation was like something that was 'borrowed'. (End of this chapter)
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