Everyone below had different thoughts. When they suddenly heard Xie Chuxue say that some disciples were going down the mountain, some people immediately chose to follow Ye Qiao and the others.
At this moment, the entire Changming Sect was covered with a strong smell of blood. The scene was filled with an lingering chill, which merged with the countless grievances generated by the massacre. Those with low cultivation could not help but tremble on the spot.
Lu Xiaoming holds the first scoop on the matter. He was the one who watched the tribulation from close range. Of course, many people knew about the movements of the Changming Sect.
After all, Ye Qiao caused quite a big fuss.
With one sword, Kunlun Mountain was split in half, and the remaining dojo of the Seventh Elder was chopped into pieces. The entire sea of consciousness in the entire cultivation world was entangled together, and everyone watched the outcome of the battle of Changming Sect from a close distance.
Let’s let’s let’s let.”
"Whose spiritual consciousness hit me!!"
The sea of consciousness on all sides was entangled together, and Xie Chuxue's boundless sea of consciousness was almost filled up with just a simple glance.
These cultivators in the cultivation world are really bored!
Lu Xiaoming suppressed his excitement. Seeing that they were starting to order people down the mountain, he hurriedly squeezed forward and asked, "Can I come with you?"
“You’re not going home???”
The world outside is quite dangerous, especially Changmingzong.
Lu Xiaoming blinked and shook his head like a rattle, "I don't want to go home now." Who wants to go home? ! He wants to go down the mountain with these big guys! No matter what, it was the Tribulation Period, and it was a chance to show his presence in front of the other party.
Mu Chongxi was easy to talk to, "If you want to follow me, that's fine."
That's great. Xie Chuxue isn't asking them to go down the mountain to play, but to drive those hateful demons back to the Demon Abyss. This way, there will be one more person to do the hard labor.
As he spoke, Xie Chuxue also noticed the only person in the formation who was safe and sound.
Chen Muchan...
His eyes suddenly turned cold.
His eyes fell sharply on the other party. As if there was a substance, Chen Muchan subconsciously grasped the golden lotus in his hand under the intimidation of the pressure. Facing such murderous intent, he firmly suppressed the impulse to fight back, took a deep breath, knelt down with flexibility, and said cautiously and seriously: "If you don't mind, I can help you to transcend these souls."
It's so scary.
Countless resentments and karmas are entangled. This is the Immortal Sect, an orthodox place of blessing, not some demon abyss of the devil. At first glance, it is filled with bloody and murderous aura. If it really remains like this, who will dare to come and become a disciple in the future?
Buddhism and Taoism have techniques that are very suitable for dispersing all these spirits. Chen Muchan also cares about his reputation, so he used the term "transcendence", but his subtext was to please Xie Chuxue. He could use his techniques to kill these lingering spirits.
Xie Chuxue understood and smiled.
Where did Buddhism find such a flexible and capable Son of God?
Chen Muchan was dressed in a monk's robe, with pure and clean eyes. He asked again in a gentle voice, "What do you think, senior?"
Just kidding, their Buddhist and Taoist people came and went, and were just about to make a big splash in Changming Sect, but before they could do anything, they were sanctioned by Ye Qiao.
Chen Muchan knew the situation very well. As long as Xie Chuxue didn't kill them, everything would be fine.
No one doesn't care about his own disciples. Chen Muchan certainly wanted to protect as many Buddhist practitioners as possible under his command, so he mustered up the courage to negotiate with Xie Chuxue.
Xie Chuxue also had a headache. Those who were killed were all famous and powerful. The resentment after death lingered for a long time. When listening carefully, it seemed that one could hear the wailing and roaring of countless souls. The strong malice made people hold their breath.
He was not a murderer. He carefully looked at the Buddha in front of him, the only one who escaped unscathed with the least casualties, and said, "Okay."
There was a hint of coldness in Xie Chuxue's eyes, "Clean up this place, and by the way..." He stretched out his hand and grabbed. Chen Muchan below had no chance to resist. He was caught in the other party's hand while the world was spinning around. He looked so weak, pitiful and helpless.
"By the way, I will take your Son of God away." Xie Chuxue smiled and told the group of Buddhist practitioners that if they wanted their Son of God to be safe and sound, they should exchange him with all the resources they could from Buddhism. Otherwise, he would not mind letting the Golden Lotus of Merit become ownerless.
The undisguised murderous intent made Chen Muchen stiffen his body and dare not move. He could see that Xie Chuxue really wanted to kill him.
Ownerless things...
The faces of the Buddhist practitioners below all turned pale.
Things become ownerless only when their master dies. Doesn't that mean that if they can't get anything out, they will have to kill their Son of God?
At that moment, everyone scattered to raise money. What were they still standing there for? Their own son of God was about to die, so of course they had to redeem him as soon as possible.
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The strong and the weak in the world of cultivation, all the seas of consciousness gathered at the top of Changming Sect. After seeing this big show, the elders of each sect put their hearts back in their stomachs and prepared to go out leisurely, "Let's go and see the excitement."
Of course, I didn’t go to see the excitement of Changmingzong.
Xie Chuxue had already said that the disciples from each sect should bring one-third of the inner and outer sect disciples down the mountain, so they naturally had to give Changming Sect this face.
Quickly send some disciples to go with you.
Being able to train with Ye Qiao... Oh, this can't really be called training, but it's a good fortune anyway. The chosen inner and outer disciples are blessed. It's a different feeling to study the sword method of transcending tribulation at close range. Don't you see that the leader of Wenjian Sect is also the only one in the tribulation period.
He was very stingy. From beginning to end, no disciple had ever seen how gracefully he wielded the sword, let alone had the opportunity to gain enlightenment.
The only time he took action was when he hit Ye Qiao. Except for Ye Qiao, the group of disciples below could not see clearly the movements of his hands.
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