Chapter 578 Dragon Slaying Formation
The Huang school disciples carried him into the mountain gate and placed him under a tree in the center of the temple.
When Weng Ming saw Chen Wan coming over, he threw the head over.
The head rolled to Shen Wan's feet, and blood was all over the ground.
Shen Wan looked down and saw a head tangled with messy long hair, and then a glance at the bloody facial features, and it was obviously Kusanagi Hezi.
"It's her."
Weng Ming supported himself with one hand and sat up, leaning against the tree trunk, freeing one hand.
In his hand he tightly grasped a yellowed old photo, which was a picture of their family of three.
In the photo, Mu's father and mother were holding him with smiles on their faces.
"I've confirmed it. I'm Mu Qian'an, no doubt about it... She also admitted that the Chrysanthemum Sect kidnapped me in order to sacrifice me alive. They kept me because I have the aptitude to practice..."
Weng Ming laughed at himself, "I was so naive that I thought my parents didn't love me and that they had abandoned me..."
"It's only now that I know that Mom and Dad... have been looking for me."
"Master, you are right. It is me who betrayed my ancestors... I deserve it!"
He had been fighting with Kuna Hezi all night, and his body was covered with wounds.
Weng Ming leaned against the tree trunk weakly, "Chen Wan, I know you want to take my lifespan away, take it now before I die."
Chen Wan was not polite either. He performed the life transfer method on the spot and transferred his remaining life to Sect Leader Ji.
Shen Wan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the gray and depressed look on Sect Leader Ji's face fade away and return to normal.
"I joined the Chrysanthemum Sect when I was young, and it was my master who allowed me to infiltrate the Blood Robe Sect and the Yellow Sect..."
Ji Yaoguang said unhappily, "You are playing triple spy."
“The Chrysanthemum Sect originally intended to plan a soul-calling ceremony in China, and the cities where the summer festival was held were carefully selected… I didn’t expect it to be broken by Chen Wan…”
"The Chrysanthemum Sect has always been eyeing China covetously. Not only the summer festival, but also the severing of the dragon veins and the suppression of China's destiny. They have plans for all these things in secret..."
"There is a luck suppression tower in Fusang, which is aimed at China... The stones used to build the suppression tower are all from the famous mountains and rivers in China. I can't go back anymore, Master Shen, I leave it to you to destroy it."
Weng Ming continued weakly to talk about a lot of inside information he knew.
"As for the Blood Robe Cult... the altar in the Cursed Paradise was set up by Sersi and me..."
When he mentioned what he couldn't say, his body began to tremble violently.
Weng Ming tried his best to endure it, and even though his tongue was bitten off, he still forced himself to mumble a few names.
These names are all the members of the Blood Robe Cult that he knew were lurking in China.
At the end of his speech, his face showed pain, his whole body was twitching, and he could no longer speak.
Weng Ming gritted his teeth, dipped his trembling hand into the blood from the wound on his leg, and then wrote a bloody word on the ground with his fingers that were twitching like chicken claws.
——The next instruction that Xueyi taught me was to find the ground vein node that was connected to China's lifeline and destroy it...
Sect Leader Ji's face darkened: "You're going to destroy it?"
Weng Ming wrote: I have set up a dragon-slaying formation in Baishan, coordinates xxxx...
He wrote the last word with trembling hands, and suddenly a wisp of black flame oozed out from his fingertips, instantly burning his palm to carbonization and peeling off.
Everyone stepped back in horror.
"What is this?"
Chen Wan said calmly: "The Blood Robe Cult gave them a soul imprint. As long as they betrayed the Blood Robe Cult, or said something they dared not say, they would spontaneously combust once the restriction was triggered."
Weng Ming was trembling all over, watching the black flames emerge from all parts of his body.
He fell to his knees in pain, and his spine made a crisp sound as if it was broken.
Black flames gushed out from all seven orifices, burning every inch of flesh and blood.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Mom and Dad..." Weng Ming shed tears of blood.
The tears of blood were stained with black flames and were burned dry before they fell.
“Elder Weng, you did a good deed before you died.” Sect Leader Ji sighed.
At the last moment when Weng Ming's soul was about to be burned out, he knelt down and kowtowed to everyone, "I'm sorry for those people I killed..."
"It's a pity that I will never have the chance to make it up to them..."
The black flames quickly engulfed his body and soul, burning them clean.
There was only that happy photo of a family of three, floating on the ground with the wind.
Ji Yaoguang picked it up and saw the family of three smiling brightly in the photo. He sighed heavily, "Elder Weng could have had a happy life, but it was all ruined by the Chrysanthemum Sect."
Shen Wan looked at the head on the ground thoughtfully.
She saw the remaining fragments of soul.
This means that Weng Ming used all his strength to only kill Kuna Hezi's physical body, and her soul might have escaped back to Fuso.
“Fellow Daoist Shen, I will notify Xuanmen right now and ask them to protect the White Mountain Dragon Vein.” Sect Leader Ji said seriously, “If the dragon vein is cut off, the consequences will be disastrous!”
Chen Wan said directly: "I'll go, it's faster for the five ghosts to carry the sedan chair."
"Wanwan, I'll go with you!"
"good."
The two of them rode in a sedan chair carried by five ghosts and quickly arrived at the coordinates left by Weng Ming.
Deep in the Baishan Mountains, in a valley covered with snow all year round, the Dragon-Slaying Formation was discovered hidden beneath the snow.
This dragon-slaying formation is based on black stone, which is engraved with strange and twisted runes. At the four corners of the altar, there stands a pillar made of countless human bones.
The pillars were like sharp nails, driven straight into the ground.
Chen Wan saw a thick black resentment lingering on the human bone nail pillar.
These resentments seemed to have life, scrambling to drill into the ground.
The aura around was changed, emitting a foul smell.
Shen kicked a few times in the evening.
The human bone nail pillars stand firm and are stronger than imagined.
Chen Wan simply asked Wu Gui to go to Huang Sect and bring people over.
The five ghosts fought swiftly and soon brought in dozens of Huang sect disciples.
They brought all kinds of tools, even a cutting machine.
Sect Leader Ji also came. Seeing the human bone nail pillar that was thicker than a bucket, he was immediately shocked, "Weng Ming is really courting death!"
"He really wants to cut off the dragon vein. If such a large human bone nail is nailed to the dragon vein for a long time, once the dragon vein is cut off, the fate of the country will be affected!"
"Quick, cut it off!"
Chen Wan said bluntly: "It can't be cut off, it can only be pulled out."
"The human bone nail contains a powerful black resentment. Once it is cut, the black resentment inside will emerge."
"It's fine if no one is hurt, but if someone is hurt..."
Sect Leader Ji's expression was stern. "Then tie him up with ropes and pull out the human bone nails."
"Everyone, please be careful!"
"Fellow Daoist Shen, in your opinion, has the Baishan Dragon Vein been affected?" asked Sect Leader Ji.
After observing the surroundings, Chen Wan concluded, "Not yet. The Dragon Slaying Formation should have been set up not long ago. Fortunately, we discovered it in time."
"It's just that the surrounding aura has been stained with some resentment, which has spawned a bad aura. I will dispel it later and everything will be fine."
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