The evil cultivator who had been brutally beaten by the emperor's personal disciple was almost surrounded by all the cultivators. Some fled, some were killed. The whole mansion was particularly noisy that night, and even the cultivators who were hiding in the palace and keeping a low profile were alarmed.
"Who did it?"
"Not sure. It should be other monks."
"I heard that the mansion was summoning the evil god to descend, how come it was all slaughtered by the monks?"
If successful, it would be the group of monks who would be killed.
"Check?" Mu Chongxi nudged Mingxuan with his arm, asking him to check.
Mingxuan is very popular among male cultivators in the world, probably because of his appearance and the women's clothing he wears now. Information can be obtained in just a few words. He lowered his head dejectedly, "Ahhh, I hate checking all the time. Is there any information that can't be shared together?"
"If we hadn't done anything shocking like robbing dungeons or blowing up forbidden areas, we would have been able to happily share the news with those monks now."
Instead of hiding here and there like now.
"Those cultivators have dealt with quite a few evil cultivators in the past few days." Zhu You pointed at the list and thought, "But it's not comprehensive. There must be omissions."
In the past few days, they have quietly turned the palace upside down.
But there are definitely omissions.
The monks were staring at them with eager eyes, and the evil cultivators would naturally not sit still and wait for them to clean them up.
They use these insidious methods of sacrifice to improve their cultivation, and turn a blind eye to the rules set by Heaven.
To be precise, they exploited a loophole and cooperated with ordinary people in the world to establish a trading chain.
To some nobles in the world, human life is the least valuable.
If it can get some help from evil cultivators, why not do it?
"How do you think those evil cultivators will deal with us when we are outnumbered and cannot defeat them?"
Chu Xingzhi: "Just summon their evil god." In the past, when he couldn't win, he liked to ask his senior brother to help him fight back. This is an obvious thing.
Chu Xingzhi was smart for once, and Zhu You was very pleased. He nodded, "I guess so."
Then they have to do more than just get rid of the evil cultivators, they also have to stop their sacrificial rituals. And they have to act quickly. They start with the royal nobles. Several people looked at Mu Chongxi, "Does your father mind if we talk to him?"
Mu Chongxi: "Should be, don't mind?"
If they want to see the emperor, it is not easy to do so unless they have real ability.
His father still doesn't really trust them, so Mu Chongxi can only coax and persuade them to squeeze in with his fellow disciples.
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"Grandma Li's technique is a bit like stepping on the breeze."
Zhou Xiu and a few others gathered together.
The girl in green narrowed her eyes, feeling that the method used by Grandma Li's guy to escape was very familiar.
Zhou Xiu was confused: "What is Ta Qing Feng?"
The girl took a bite of the hard pancake and said, "The mental method passed down by Changming Sect is called Stepping on the Breeze. As the name suggests, wherever you step, you will feel as light as the wind."
This mental method was praised as miraculous. Before Ye Qiao's direct disciple came, Ta Qing Feng was not as famous as it is now. But now, because of the god-like escape speed of Chang Ming Zong's direct disciple, it has become a must-have mental method for escape that is passed down by word of mouth.
"Did you see it wrong?" Zhou Xiu couldn't laugh anymore.
He was directly taught by the Changming clan. What good person would do such a thing?
"Maybe I saw it wrong." The girl in green shrugged. She had only heard of it but had never seen it.
But the only famous martial art with the fastest speed is Ta Qing Feng.
He looks dishonest, but he is quite reliable at the critical moment. He didn't even need to wait for him to come to the rescue. He turned the evil cultivation base upside down by himself. It's really familiar, such a familiar method...
I always feel like I've seen a similar technique taught by a personal mentor in some competition.
On the other side, Ye Qiao was already on her way to doing things. She lowered her head, cut open a hole, mixed her blood with pig blood, and offered a sacrifice to the evil creature.
After all, it was an evil thing. Ye Qiao was worried that it would be discovered, so he first experimented with the evil spirit and put blood mixed with pig blood in front of it. "Does it smell good?"
She grabbed the evil spirit.
Seeing how it was trying madly to get closer, I was basically certain that the evil god would like it too.
After feeding the evil god twice with a mixture of her own blood and pig blood, she began to tentatively summon the evil god.
Hundreds of believers come to it to make wishes every day. How could the evil god care about one or two of them, let alone remember their appearance?
So Ye Qiao naturally replaced the position of the evil cultivator, and unscrupulously took all the credit for feeding the evil god on himself.
She used her blood to pray and summon, and the process went smoothly. The unidentified object claiming to be the evil god slowly appeared again. Ye Qiao had the experience of being forced to kneel, so this time she knelt down in advance without waiting for it to appear.
The evil god seemed to have just awakened. It looked at the believers kneeling on the ground and said in a hollow voice that could not distinguish between men and women. "Yes, you... are calling me."
Ye Qiao had the experience once before, so he was able to handle it with ease this time. "Yes, my Lord."
She slowly smiled brightly, "I will be loyal to you."
It was tired of hearing the words of these believers. It was obviously more interested in the blood that Ye Qiao had sacrificed before than this evil god. What was that? It smelled so good, even better than the top-grade spiritual roots it had eaten before.
It kept swallowing, "What's your loyalty? Whose blood was that before? Where did it come from?"
"Tell me quickly." The other party's voice suddenly became louder. Ye Qiao's heart was beating like a drum, not because he was scared, but because his spirit was affected.
Seeing it going crazy for his blood, Ye Qiao lowered his head, calmed himself, and expressed his loyalty again, "Of course, my Lord is my only faith."
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