A quarter of an hour ago, in a small secret place.

"Song Chiyue, you have already abandoned my fellow apprentices. They don't even know it was your holy land that did it. Why don't you give them a way out?"

In a prison cell deep within the sect's ruins.

Yue Qianchi looked at the three fellow apprentices released by Song Chiyue, his face full of pity.

Song Chiyue was thinking of her five spiritual bodies. This physique combined with the five spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, and earth would become the five unique bodies. If the five spiritual roots were also mutant spiritual roots, it would be the stronger Shengti of the First Element. Master Yao needed this physique to ensure that he could become an immortal, rather than just lingering on like the old monster in Guixu.

So she met three fellow apprentices by threatening to blow herself up.

Xu An, Zhen He and Duan Feng had their spiritual roots pulled out, their dantian destroyed, and were tortured beyond recognition.

I don't know what secret method the Yaochi Holy Land used, but the three talented junior brothers turned into ordinary people, and even their Taoist bodies were stolen.

Yun Suxin's situation is similar.

But she was just unconscious, and her power had not been extracted yet.

“Is this your goal? To kill all the disciples of all the sects, steal their talents, and let your three holy places dominate?” Yue Qianchi gritted his teeth.

"A sect is a sect. A frog in a well has a short-sighted vision." Song Chiyue played with his fingers and said lightly: "What we pursue has never been to dominate the Cangyun Realm, but to knock on the door and embark on the immortal path!"

"You have so many holy places, and Master Yao is even in the Mahayana realm. Why don't you knock on the door and embark on the path of immortality? Why persecute the disciples of the sect?"

"Heh..." Song Chiyue chuckled: "Yue Qianchi, do you know how many years it has been since there was an immortal in Cangyun Realm?"

"It's been five thousand years! For five thousand years, no cultivator has succeeded in becoming an immortal!"

Yue Qianchi was stunned: "Why, didn't you Yao Chi last year..."

"That's fake. He failed in his tribulation and was struck to death. But they claimed to the outside world that he succeeded in becoming an immortal. Otherwise, how could they fool you poor bugs who are obsessed with going to the holy land?" Song Chiyue's eyes were full of madness and contempt, but only she knew that this contempt came from her fear of the future and tribulation.

No matter what, you can't become an immortal.

No matter how well prepared you are, you will be defeated by the disaster.

No matter whether it is a first-grade Dantian, an innate Dao body, or a transformed spiritual root, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is prepared, it is useless in front of the thunder tribulation.

The disaster will become stronger as the cultivator becomes stronger.

It's like a threshold that is automatically raised, the purpose of which is to prevent anyone from becoming an immortal.

Those with bad luck will be smashed into pieces by thunder and their souls will be scattered.

Those who are lucky will become wandering immortals and linger on.

There are also some Mahayana realm generals who do not want to live any longer and have no choice but to enter Guixu to avoid the calamity.

That is a very special place in the Cangyun Realm. As long as you hide in it, the robbery will not be able to sense it.

Song Chiyue sat on the stool in front of Yue Qianchi, holding her chin with both hands, a sad smile that could not be distinguished from joy appeared on her pretty face: "Master Yao was on the verge of madness when he only had a few hundred years left to live.

She didn't want to live like a coward in Guixu, where even leaving Guixu would be considered a coward, nor did she want to die in such a disaster.

So he discussed it with the old monk Fen Ye, who was also nearing the end of his life at Fenjing Holy Land, and the two of them hit it off immediately.

At first, I didn't know how to plan it until I got a secret method called "Tai Xuan Zang Xin Jing" in a great secret realm. This secret method advocates using people as tools, and it advocates forging oneself into a Taoist tool. Since it is a Taoist tool, materials can be added into it like casting weapons.

As a result, there was a fragment of the scroll, which contained the secret method of extracting the monk 꽭賦.

Regardless of spiritual roots, Dantian, or Tao body, all were refined into elixirs.

After taking this pill, you will gain all the other party's gifts. "

She pulled up her sleeves, and saw that the white skin was covered with bloodstains twisted like a centipede. "I am not Song Chiyue either. I am the Taoist Priest Qing, the Great Elder Yaochi. Song Chiyue is my direct disciple. Even though it has been a hundred years since I took possession of her, the bloodstains left on her body have not completely disappeared. When they completely disappear, it will be time for me to control this body."

Yue Qianchi had actually guessed some of it, but still found it hard to believe.

This plan is so crazy that it is no longer a demonic one. It is simply treating all the cultivators in the world as captive animals to be used at will.

The devil cultivated people in a county and a city, causing a bloody storm.

But the plan of Master Yao and Master Fen Jing is to destroy the entire Cangyun Realm.

Once this secret method was exposed, Yue Qianchi could almost see the scene of monks killing each other for the gift.

She couldn't help but shudder.

"When I tell you these secrets of Yao Chi, I am also telling you, don't even think about running away, you won't survive."

Song Chiyue lifted Yue Qianchi's chin frivolously, admired the exquisite face, and said with a smile: "You are so beautiful and so talented. If I had your talent in my life, I wouldn't have to give her up... Come back to Yaochi with me obediently, and you will be implanted with five mutated single spiritual roots, and you will be well fed and well fed until Master Yao needs your body. Then you will be the new saint of Yaochi!"

Yue Qianchi stared at Song Chiyue.

When she knew that Song Chiyue was Zhenren, she knew that the injuries on Song Chiyue's body were all fake.

The top-grade thunder talisman didn't kill Song Chiyue. To reach the level of a real person, it must be at least in the late stage of fusion.

The opponent cannot use Song Chiyue's body to exert the strength of the fusion period, but it does not mean that the opponent does not have a trump card of the fusion period.

"Since I am the future vessel of Master Yao, I should be very important to you, right? Song Chiyue... no, Master Qing, how about a deal?" Yue Qianchi glanced at the three fellow apprentices at the corner of the wall, with a flash of guilt and reluctance in her eyes. She continued to look at Master Qing and said with a smile: "I will go with you obediently, in exchange for you to leave the secret realm alive, and I will not hurt myself, and I guarantee to give Master Yao a healthy and plump perfect Taoist instrument."

Zhenren 냫 Qing glanced at Yue Qianchi's chest and couldn't help but curl his lips.

I have to say, it is indeed despicable.

This is still pure. No matter how many spiritual roots you have, or how good your Dantian and Dao body are, you can never possess it.

Just take away the house.

"What a deep bond between fellow disciples~" Master Qing shook his head and sighed, "Who told me I was a good person? Originally this was against the rules, but seeing how much you love the disciples of Jian Ge, I will reluctantly agree to it. What do you want me to do?"

"I will personally set up the teleportation array and teleport you to a place only I know."

Master Qing frowned and said, "I will not provide you with the resources for the teleportation array."

"I have it myself, don't worry about it." Yue Qianchi squeezed the top-grade thunder talisman in his hand.

Just arrange a micro-magic array for energy conversion and embed it when arranging the teleportation array, and the huge energy of this top-grade thunder talisman can be converted into the energy core of the array. In this way, when the small secret realm is opened again, the three junior brothers will be teleported to a safe place.

By then, the ancestor only needs to deduce a little to find their location.

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The teleportation array has been set up.

Yue Qianchi stood in front of the teleportation array that Master Yao had prepared long ago, his gentle gaze still lingering on his three fellow apprentices.

The moment the secret realm opens, she will be sent to the Yaochi Holy Land, with no chance of escape.

Correspondingly, the three fellow apprentices will also be sent to a safe location.

But that's not insurance enough.

Yue Qianchi clenched the secret note tightly.

Buzz——!

The gate to the secret realm opened, and two teleportation arrays lit up at the same time.

She stared at the faces of her three junior fellow apprentices, her eyes slightly red, the speed of the formation became faster and faster, and her hairband was swept by the chaotic flow of spiritual power and flew wildly. When the last formation pattern was completely lit, she suddenly closed her eyes and turned her head away, her long eyelashes casting a butterfly-like shadow on her cheeks.

The next second, the ground spun around.

She found herself in a dungeon filled with spiritual energy.

The cold wall pressed against my back, and the bloody smell rushed into my nose.

Yue Qianchi staggered half a step, held onto the wall and looked around. In the corner curled up was Yun Suxin, the young master of Lingxi Valley.

At this moment, half of her pale face was revealed between her disheveled black hair, and there were bloody scabs on her body.

In addition to Yun Suxin, there are many other disciples of the sect imprisoned in this dungeon, many of whom are familiar faces.

Yue Qianchi knew that she had arrived at the Yaochi Holy Land.

The secret note became hotter as it activated in my palm.

Yue Qianchi bit his tongue and forced his voice to be steady: [Kill Song Chiyue, quickly! ]

The ending tone still reveals a hint of trembling.

As soon as he finished speaking, the talisman turned into powder and fell from his fingers.

"I told you..."

Yue Qianchi raised his lips slightly and lightly brushed his thumb across the plaque with the word "Jian Ge" engraved on it on his waist.

The moonlight leaking through the dungeon ceiling just happened to cover half of her body, making the tears at the corners of her eyes appear crystal clear.

"With me, Yue Qianchi, here, no one... can harm my fellow disciples of Jian Pavilion!!!"

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