"Although we are brothers, there are some things that need to be made clear in advance to avoid any problems that may arise in the future."

Sect Master Yunlan cursed in his heart but did not show it on his face.

"That's right, that's right. I'm just a small Jindan, how dare I make a big noise? I just want to practice a method and need some materials. If it's not necessary, can I trouble you, brother?"

"That's good."

The Blood Nourish Sect Master nodded, "It's only been over two hundred years since the last large-scale harvest. Although we have had some disputes in secret over the years, they are all under control. The sect wants to let these flesh and blood materials rest and recuperate. If we harvest them prematurely, the consequences will be self-evident."

"Brother Dao, I just want to practice a technique. It only takes a few million residual souls. This number in the entire area is like a ripple in a pond. It can't even create waves."

Sect Master Yunlan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Besides, you and I have been brothers for so many years, don't you know me well?"

Sect Leader Xueyang did not reply but swallowed the dishes on the table in big mouthfuls. He did not believe a word from Sect Leader Yunlan at all. He thought that the three to five million residual souls could be dealt with by themselves, so why bother coming to him.

"It doesn't matter. I have Elder Zhou behind me anyway."

Hearing this, the smile on Sect Master Yunlan’s face froze a little.

As disciples from Rakshasa Valley, they are all Rakshasa hidden agents. After entering the sect, they did not practice according to the normal way, in order to infiltrate various small sects later.

With the support of Rakshasa Valley and the huge resources provided, it is easy to stand out in a small sect.

Then, according to the normal course of events, if something unexpected happened to the top monks in the small sect, they would naturally step up to the position of sect master step by step.

But no matter what happened in the small sect, when they first joined Rakshasa Valley, they all became disciples of different elders.

This is the mark of the sect and cannot be washed off.

Unfortunately, the elder behind Yunlan passed away, and the new elder who took over was only left with a subordinate relationship, without the grace of teaching, not to mention in a place like Raksha Valley where magic is cultivated.

On the other hand, as for this guy Xue Yang, the elder behind him is not only alive, but has also been promoted to the middle stage of Nascent Soul a long time ago. Isn't that infuriating?

Yun Lan sighed, grabbed the wine glass and took a big gulp.

It's difficult for him too.

Now that the elder behind the scenes has been replaced, he naturally has to cultivate his own trusted disciple, and this person is in his Yunlan Sect, ready to inherit his position or inheritance at any time.

If he could really retire honestly, it wouldn't matter. He had made some money as the leader of the Yunlan Sect over the years, but it was not easy to retire peacefully.

The bastard tried to swallow him whole.

Otherwise, why would he join Qiutiandao and become a secret helmsman?

Unfortunately, Qiu Tiandao is no good either. For so many years, he has been asked to search for residual souls and save the residual souls all day long. Apart from teaching him the "Soul Saving Sutra", he has not learned any other skills or secret techniques.

I still don’t know who this person above is. All he does all day is make empty promises.

It's all shit.

"That's it. I'm leaving now. Go back and tell your disciples to clean their necks and get chopped off."

The Blood Yang Sect Master spat out a piece of bone from his mouth, stood up and walked out.

Sect Master Yunlan waited for half an hour, then changed his appearance and flew out from another direction of the city.

Inside the second-floor window of an inn in the city, Shen Lian stood with his hands behind his back, but his mind was covering another restaurant in the city.

"Brother Xueyang, you are so righteous."

Inside the box, a handsome monk with peach blossom eyes looked at Sect Master Xueyang with a smile.

He held a photo-taking bead in his hand.

The image in the bead contained the previous conversation between Xue Yang and Yun Lan.

"Ignoring the sect's ban, he privately provoked a fight and gathered the essence of his flesh and blood."

The male cultivator with peach blossom eyes played with the image-keeping bead, "Even if we kill him now, the sect can still justify it."

"Junior Brother Hua..."

Xue Yang's expression was indifferent, "Yun Lan is my beloved relative, brother and kin."

"Also, my voice is recorded in this recording bead."

"Brother Xueyang has upheld the sect's rules, and this is a great achievement. Only with this voice can I report to the sect and ask for credit for you."

Hua Zhaoxu's peach blossom eyes narrowed together, "In addition to the reward I promised you before, I will also leave the body of my clan leader to you."

Xue Yang grinned, "I knew that Junior Brother Hua was open-minded. Yun Lan has a bad fate. It's because of the death of the elder."

"By the way, Junior Brother Hua, when are you going to take action? If possible, do it as soon as possible, otherwise Brother Yunlan will return to the sect and issue an order, and the disciples under his command will have to suffer."

Hua Chaoxu put away the image bead and said, "Brother Xueyang, isn't it good for our Yunlan Sect Master to give an order?"

As he spoke, he blinked at Xue Yang with his peach blossom eyes.

“Junior brother didn’t expect Sect Master Yunlan to act so quickly. Before he could stop him, the Sect Master had already passed on the order.

Therefore, Senior Brother Xue Yang, your sect could only passively fight back, so the casualties were inevitably a bit high, and inadvertently, several mortal cities were wiped out during the battle. "

As he spoke, Hua Chaoxu took out a jade talisman, which cast down rays of spiritual light that formed a map of mountains, rivers and cities, on which were marked the major immortal cultivation families, mortal cities, and half-mortal and half-immortal cities.

"Brother, which cities do you think are suitable?"

Xue Yang looked at Hua Chaoxu, his squinting eyes revealing no expression.

After a long moment, he burst into laughter. "Yun Lan, he really deserves to die. He violated the sect's ban on recuperation and caused the casualties of tens of millions of ordinary people and hundreds of thousands of cultivators."

"It is said that Senior Brother Xue Yang is in charge of the Xue Yang Sect and is very powerful. How can he be so petty?"

Hua Chaoxu threw a peach blossom eye, "How about gathering a million low-level cultivators? The essence in the flesh and blood of ordinary creatures is too scarce, and the essence obtained through sacrifice is not enough for our cultivation."

"By the way, Senior Brother Xue Yang, you also carried a photo-retaining bead with you, didn't you?"

Hearing this, Xue Yang's hand in his sleeve paused slightly, and he immediately said, "Junior Brother Hua, how can you do such a despicable thing?"

"That's good. We are fellow disciples. How can we do such stupid things?" Hua Zhaoxu said with a smile, "It's settled then. When the time comes, we will give 60% of the blood and flesh essence to the elders behind us, and you and I will split the remaining 40% equally."

"Junior Brother Hua, you are very experienced."

…

"call."

Shen Lian let out a long sigh and learned something new.

These three people are really two-faced.

He even mentioned the words of his clone 'Ding Xiu'.

However, this is very beneficial to him. As long as these two people take action against Sect Master Yunlan, he can try to search his soul. It will be clear at a glance whether Yunlan has any soul seal on him.

I have to say that the efficiency of the magic cultivators is very fast.

Just one month later, the two of them started fighting.

Yun Lan, who was in the sect, was seduced out by Xue Yang.

…

"Xue Yang, how dare you hurt me!"

Amidst the mountains, a shrill scream rang out from Yun Lan's mouth, "Have you forgotten who carried you out of the pile of corpses during the sect trial?"

Yun Lan stared at Xue Yang, who was squatting under an old tree outside the formation, with a sad face.

It would have been better if he hadn't said this. After he finished speaking, his expressionless eyes suddenly became fierce, "I returned your life-saving favor later. It's you who kept mentioning it. Do you really think I owe you a lifetime?"

"Master, have a safe journey."

On the other side, Hua Chaoxu cast a series of magical spells, and a series of ochre-colored tentacles emerged from the depths of the earth and pierced towards Yunlan.

When countless tentacles hit the severely injured Yun Lan, a blood mist suddenly bloomed around Yun Lan, and a blood-colored talisman appeared in his hand.

"If you want me to die, I will send you off today."

A mouthful of blood was spat onto the talisman. The talisman, which was already gushing with blood, now gushed out blood like a spring, and a sharp white bone claw stretched out from the blood.

"Bone Death Talisman!"

Seeing the talisman being activated, Hua Chaoxu shouted hurriedly.

Hua Chaoxu didn't even need to shout, Xue Yang had already taken action. He didn't want to come, but in order to witness Yun Lan's death with his own eyes and avoid future troubles, he came anyway.

The blood-colored talisman was spread in the air, and the bone claws several feet in size stretched out, and suddenly trembled violently.

At the moment of this tremor, Yun Lan, who had already accumulated his power to the peak, felt that the magic power in his body was cut off, and his body was pierced by a beam of blood.

…

A hundred miles away, Shen Lian retracted the little claw he had stretched out, and he casually used the Five Elements Forbidden Magical Power.

“It works pretty well.”

His spiritual consciousness was always covering the battlefield a hundred miles away.

Just waiting for the moment Yunlan dies.

"puff!"

His body was continuously pierced by blood and yellow tentacles, and Yunlan's aura, which was half-activated by the talisman, completely collapsed. Blood flowed out of his mouth and wounds.

"Blood raised, I...your ancestor."

Yun Lan's eyes became round and blood oozed out of them. His magic power swelled up and he rushed towards the formation in the direction of Xue Yang.

Boom! An old-fashioned middle-stage Jindan cultivator exploded, and the third-level intermediate-grade Earth Dragon Touching Spirit Formation covering the outside was directly torn apart, and the energy swept in all directions.

A thin green smoke rose up from the exploding energy.

But as the explosion energy swept through, a faint blood light penetrated deep into the earth like lightning.

"Dead?"

Xue Yang and Hua Chaoxu, who were covered in dust and dirt from the impact of the explosion, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the rising green smoke.

Looking at Yun Lan who had turned to ashes, Xue Yang said bitterly, "Junior Brother Hua, you have to compensate me with a golden elixir body."

"Junior brother thinks that the most urgent task is to collect the essence of blood and flesh as soon as possible. What do you think, senior brother?"

…

"Xue Yang, I carried you out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses in vain."

"Hua Zhaoxu, I will definitely rip out your soul and spirit and light the sky lantern."

Inside the Merit Cave.

The remaining trace of Yun Lan's soul was cursing.

As for why he was in the cave, Shen Lian was just trying it out. When he realized that Yun Lan was faking his death and some of his soul had escaped into the underground, he merged his cave of merit into the soil.

Unexpectedly, Yunlan came in by himself.

It's not his fault. That remnant soul only has the strength of the fourth or fifth level of Qi training, and can't even spy on the surrounding environment.

As for the Cave of Merit, Shen Lian had a good idea when he named it, but until now, not a single residual soul has been successfully reincarnated in this cave, and instead dozens of residual souls have been killed.

Even if Yunlan has problems, it doesn't matter. If he can't defeat him, he can just destroy this Cave Heaven Armor and create a Merit Cave Heaven B.

There really is a spiritual restriction on Yunlan.

This spiritual ban appeared as a ball of golden fire, floating above the head of the remnant soul.

Shen Lian studied it carefully for a long time. He did not know of this kind of spiritual ban, but there were related spiritual bans.

As the only remaining remnant soul of Qi training, Shen Lian directly entered a third-order Mysterious Array that could transform into mountains, rivers and streams.

Yun Lan's residual soul really began to run around inside, flying to many places in succession. Finally, because it ran out of strength, it chose a place that it thought was safe, but in fact it had not even run more than twenty feet away, and dug a hole for itself and crawled into it.

Shen Lian carefully studied the spiritual restrictions on Yun Lan's remaining soul.

This flame-shaped spiritual restriction had countless silk threads growing from the bottom, which pierced into the interior of the soul and merged with it.

This also shows that the spiritual ban has a strong control over the soul. If the soul is searched rashly, the soul will be annihilated in an instant.

However, Yunlan's soul was weakened to a thousandth of its previous strength, and the corresponding spiritual restrictions were also affected, and his aura also decreased a lot.

But searching the soul is absolutely impossible, and asking him to speak out is also impossible. Once this kind of spiritual ban touches the relevant information, it will directly trigger a killing reaction.

So, Shen Lian thought about it and decided to use his trump card.

It’s okay to let Yunlan have a dream.

I didn't tell anyone about my dream while I was sleeping, so I can't cause a spiritual reaction, that would be too rude.

If it can still cause a reaction, then he will accept it. The person who developed this kind of spiritual ban is amazing.

"This is?"

After recovering a bit, Yun Lan carefully continued on his journey. He needed to stabilize his remaining soul and then find a cultivator to take over his body, or directly switch to the path of ghost cultivation.

He had already prepared for this situation, so he buried several caves outside. The most important thing now was to rush to the cave he had prepared in advance.

But with this level of strength now, it is not easy to travel quickly. If there is any difficulty, you will be killed.

This made Yun Lan, who was on his way, terrified. What was even more terrifying was that he was a little lost, and the mountains and fields in front of him seemed a little unfamiliar.

It was all his fault that he was so high and mighty before, riding on a spirit ship across mountains and rivers. Now, only a small remnant soul is left at the Qi training stage. Only after falling to the ground did he recall the hardships he had experienced when he was training Qi.

Along the way, he passed by several small markets, but unfortunately the aura outside the markets made him dare not approach, so he could only avoid them from a distance.

On this day, he hid in a deep valley in a panic, and was accidentally swallowed up by the spiritual light in the sky.

"God wants to kill me!"

The moment he was swallowed by the spiritual light, Yun Lan screamed in fear. However, after he fell down, he found a cave covered with ashes and a shriveled corpse.

ah.

After hesitating for a moment, Yun Lan couldn't believe that this was true.

He actually fell into a cave.

"Ha ha……"

Yunlan laughed out loud after all the ups and downs.

"God will not kill me!"

"God will not kill me!"

"Xue Yang, Hua Zhaoxu, just wait for me!"

Yunlan examined the body and found a storage ring.

"God has eyes."

After sensing it, he found that the seal on the ring had lost its effect due to age, so he easily took out the spiritual object.

"Ha ha……"

After finding some elixirs that were currently useful to him, Yun Lan laughed again. It was only because he didn’t have a physical body now, otherwise he would have laughed so hard that he would cry.

In the haze, a spiritual incense was burning, and the fragrance spread out and merged into Yunlan's residual soul.

After refining the spiritual object found in the ring, Yun Lan's remaining soul barely regained some human form. He curled up into a ball and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

"Xueyang, I'm going to skin you alive and pull out your tendons."

…

"You think you can kill me like this? You're dreaming. I'll just pray to God..."

…

"When the heaven and earth are filled with filth, the spirits of the land are filled with sorrow..."

A thin tentacle of spiritual thought pierced into the curled up Yunlan's residual soul, bypassing the spiritual forbidden lines of golden flames.

(End of this chapter)