Ask about the Immortal Way

Chapter 2104 Bloody Ceremony

The three major sects had done this and were exposed in public. Their reputations plummeted, and the dissolution of the Three Religions Alliance was a foregone conclusion.

Even if the Eight Views and Ganlu Temple will not recover from the fall, it will be difficult for them to recover.

Now is not the time in the lower realm, occupying the resources of the fairy palace can last forever and the country will be forever solid.

All clans and sects will look at Qin Sang's face. Unless Qin Sang changes his view of them, they will be suppressed and other sects will take advantage of the situation to rise. Under this ebb and flow, the Eight Views and the Ganlu Temple will only gradually decline.

It depends on whether Tianhao Tower can survive this disaster.

Everyone looked at the old demon Ku Rong.

Old Demon Kurong had a good character and remained calm in the face of Old Demon Fan's accusations. "The position of sect master belongs to those who are capable. I have never used any sinister means to suppress the great elder. This is a normal competition within the sect. Great Elder, don’t be blinded by the resentment in your heart and frame me up. It will not do any good to the Fan family or the sect, and it will only make your relatives angry and your enemies happy!”

Then, Old Demon Kurong bowed his hand to Qin Sang again, "Da Zhenren Rongzhen, long before the attack on Beihai, this junior had gone into seclusion with the two sect masters, preparing to refine a treasure that could resist Tianwei, the leader of the Changyou Clan. Seclusion. For more than ten years, we have been thinking hard and it has been fruitful. The treasure is almost complete. It only needs to be warmed for a period of time before it can be completed. The two sect masters can testify..."

As he spoke, he opened his palm, and there was a small gold seal in his palm. The gold seal had no words, and there were gold threads on the surface that were twisting and crawling. After a while, real gold characters might be born.

Everyone secretly praised Old Demon Kurong as a giant of the demonic world. He considered defeat before thinking about victory and picked himself out in advance. These words further defined Fan Lao Mo's biting as revenge. When he mentioned the Fan family later, it seemed like a threat and a promise. As long as Fan Lao Mo resisted this matter, he would preserve the Fan family.

In front of Qin Sang, it was impossible to promise anything to Old Demon Fan openly and honestly. This was the limit that Old Demon Kurong could achieve.

But Old Demon Fan didn't seem to understand, or maybe he didn't care about anything anymore, and he let out a creepy smile, "You are the leader of the Tianhao Tower. Without you scheming behind the scenes, how could the Three Religions Alliance obey my instructions? Whether he knows or not, you will know clearly if you ask the man named Hong! "

The second half of the sentence was directed at Qin Sang.

Old Demon Fan has obviously given up on himself and hates Old Demon Kurong deeply. "I am in this situation all because of you. You want to escape and dream! On the road to hell, you will not be lonely if you have someone to accompany you, haha... "

"you……"

Seeing Fan Laomo who was almost crazy and had lost his mind, Kurong Laomo felt extremely troubled.

Next, the answer given by the demon cultivator surnamed Hong was to sentence Old Demon Kurong to death.

It turned out that after the demon cultivator surnamed Hong formed an alliance with the Dragon King, he reported the matter to the old demon Kurong. However, the old demon Kurong did not express his position in person. After a period of time, the old demon Fan came to contact him. During this period, he must have contracted the old demon Kurong. The devil's instructions.

At this time, Old Demon Kurong could no longer maintain his composure and shouted anxiously: "Master, don't listen to the villain's slander, junior..."

Qin Sang's eyes were deep and cold. Before Old Demon Kurong could finish speaking, several chains broke through the sea of ​​clouds and shot at Old Demon Kurong.

The old demon Ku Rong is undoubtedly a genius in the magic way. Looking at the storm world, there are few who can compare with him. He is one of the monks who has the most hope of breaking through the Void Refining Stage. It is a pity to kill him.

However, there is no shortage of geniuses in the world of immortal cultivation. Wouldn't it be even more of a pity if Dragon King's cultivation level is even higher?

In Qin Sang's eyes, they are no different from ordinary monks in the transformation stage. He is in charge of the main altar, and there are plain girls and others in the three sub-altars. The others can only preside over a certain ordinary sub-altar with a higher level of cultivation. Or a little lower, the difference is not big, there is no need to 'take into account the overall situation'.

What Qin Sang wants is to scare the monkeys and let everyone know that anyone who dares to betray, even if he is as strong as them and as noble as the leader of the Tianhao Tower or the king of the demon clan, will suffer the same fate!

'boom! ’

Old Demon Kurong and those from the three religious alliances who were involved in planning this matter were all tied up and thrown in front of the main peak, waiting to be punished.

Everyone was silent, and only Fan Laomo's wild laughter resounded throughout the sky.

The reckoning isn't over yet, though.

Qin Sang turned his eyes and looked at the seat where Canglanghai was. Bao Xi turned around and nodded behind him. A man with a bronze mask flew out, knelt down in front of the main peak, took off the mask on his face, and revealed a A handsome young face.

Seeing the young man's appearance, a middle-aged monk at the Zhongzhou seat shrank his pupils and had an ominous premonition.

The young man's face was full of sorrow, and he kowtowed repeatedly, "Junior Yueyi comes from the Yue family in Canglanghai. My father and several clan elders were invited to reinforce Beihai comrades, but evil thieves took advantage of the situation and came in. They massacred hundreds of people in my Yue family and plundered the family. After hearing the news, my father hurried back. Unexpectedly, the thieves, fearing revenge, set up an ambush and killed me on the way, causing my father's tragic death. I hope Master Da will seek justice!"

"Do you know who the murderer is?" Qin Sang asked.

"it's him!"

The young man raised his hand and pointed at the middle-aged monk, his eyes were red, "He didn't know where he learned that I had a piece of Cang Jade in my family collection. He asked for it from my father, but was rejected by my father. He harbored a grudge and killed someone to seize the treasure!"

The people around the middle-aged monk were in an uproar when they heard this. It should be noted that this person was the elder of the Lingweng Sect in Zhongzhou. Although the Lingweng Sect was not as good as the top sects such as the Eight Views at that time, it was still a righteous sect. Unexpectedly, he committed such an evil act. To seize the treasure, you have to kill someone.

Someone familiar with the matter remembered that the Lingweng Sect had a skill that required special spiritual objects to assist its practice, and Cangbiyu seemed to be one of them.

"Bloody mouth!"

The middle-aged monk stood up and argued repeatedly, "Junior has never done such a thing, please enlighten me!"

"The Cangbi jade must still be on his body. This jade has a special shape and has the mark engraved by my father using secret techniques. If someone else takes it away, it will take at least a year to erase it."

The young man actually had a way to verify it. The middle-aged monk was stunned, and then suddenly felt his whole body tightening, and the mustard seed weapon flew out on its own. After a moment, the restriction was broken, and the items inside poured out. Sure enough, there was a fish-shaped jade with a hidden mark, which completely matched the boy's description.

The middle-aged monk's face was ashen, and the leader of the Lingweng Sect hurriedly stepped forward, "He gathered helpers to do this on his own, and the sect didn't really know about it, otherwise the juniors would have tried their best to stop it. The juniors can't escape the blame because they don't know people well." , I will definitely give justice to the Yue family and compensate for all the losses to the Yue family..."

"The allies are risking their lives to kill the enemy on the front line, but they are unable to retreat and instead take advantage of the situation to rob them. There will be no redemption even if they die!" Qin Sang shouted coldly.

‘Uh-huh! Uh-huh! ’

The middle-aged monk and his helpers were tied up in chains.

Next, several more people came forward to testify that those who took advantage of the attack in Beihai were captured on the spot in Qingyangguan, and those who were not there could not escape death.

In front of the main peak of Qingyang Temple, there are more and more prisoners, and the darkness is overwhelming. There are many big shots who can shake the storm world with just a stamp of their feet, which is shocking.

Finally, this great purge is coming to an end.

"The situation forces us to resort to severe punishments! King Jiaolong is the second powerful person in the late stage of divine transformation after Fairy Liuli, and Master Kurong is a genius in the magic way, but what they do ignores the overall situation and is harmful to the Storm Realm. It's useless. The law is merciless, so I have to bear the pain and kill him to warn others in the world!"

Qin Sang's eyes were blazing, and wherever he looked, everyone bowed their heads.

"These are definitely not all. Some people hide it very well, and some people have not had time to do evil. You'd better take this as a warning and keep hiding it!"

The chains were tightened and slowly lifted, and each prisoner was hung in the air.

They had some luck, and Qin Sang might keep them to fight against foreign enemies.

Now seeing that Qin Sang was really going to kill him, the breath of death was approaching, and fear filled their hearts.

Some people cried bitterly, some desperately begged for mercy, and some were as crazy as Fan Laomo. It can be described as a variety of life styles.

The old demon Kurong and the Dragon King are full of unwillingness. They are lucky to be brought into the world by the storm world, otherwise they may not be able to ascend. The future should be bright. Even if the Storm Realm is destroyed, they can escape in advance, protect themselves, and continue to pursue the road.

But because of a misstep, everything was ruined!

"Roar!"

The last roar of the dragon came to an abrupt end. The Dragon King's head was cut off at the neck, and his huge head rolled down. The blood was like a fountain, which was a spectacular scene.

'boom! boom! boom! ’

At the same moment, everyone else was also beheaded, the pungent smell of blood quickly spread, and the white clouds were dyed red with blood.

The one-breath lotus is watered with blood, and the newly opened flowers are even more delicate and beautiful.

On this day, Qingyang Temple was full of people.

The ceremony turned into a bloody ceremony, like a human sacrifice.

The head rolled to the ground, and the remaining body hung in the air, swaying in the wind.

This scene impacted everyone's hearts so hard that they could not forget it for a long time, and the word "awe" was quietly engraved deep in their hearts.

It seems cruel to massacre so many people at once, but everyone's crime is clear and the punishment is fair and just, and no one can find fault.

The mountain breeze blows through the sea of ​​clouds.

There seemed to be only the sound of wind around, and everyone was restless looking at the corpses swaying in the sky.

The ceremony has just begun, and they don't know what else is waiting for them next.

Qin Sang waved his hand, and the body was ignited with flames, burning it to ashes, and the smell of blood was swept away.

It was enough to warn them before. Today is the special day of Qingyang Temple, and the body cannot be left hanging in the sky.

After killing the culprit, Qin Sang's expression softened a bit, and he said slowly: "Everyone has selfish motives and desires that are hard to satisfy. It is not surprising that villains appear. What makes me happy is that in the face of disaster, none of our Beihai colleagues flinched. There are many Taoist friends who can take care of the overall situation, such as the Buddhist Taoist Sect in the West, the Taoist friends from the Wu Clan, some Taoist friends from the Demon Sea and the East China Sea, the Four Sacred Palaces, the Not Nian Mountain, the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains, and the Qiongying Sect..."

Qin Sang looked at them one by one, showing kindness.

Master Huaiyin, Fang Laomo, Poison King, Master Murong, Yu Wang, Yuan Zhu, etc. all nodded in response.

The atmosphere gradually relaxed.

"You must have realized for a long time that the Storm Realm not only has external troubles, but also internal troubles. For example, the inheritance of various sects was previously limited to the lower realm and was incomplete after becoming gods. There must be many Taoist friends who are facing the dilemma of having their inheritance cut off and unable to cultivate. …”

Qin Sang paused deliberately.

After hearing the string and knowing its elegant meaning, all the smart people present lit up their eyes.

Qin Sang smiled, "Pindao also guessed that this would happen. The enemy's inheritance is complete, but we lack the skills. As time goes by, the gap will only get wider and wider. Therefore, before coming here, Pindao deliberately searched the world. Some exercises and Taoist techniques may not be suitable for everyone, but they can at least bring you some reference and hope. If you have some spare time, Pindao can also help some fellow Taoists to deduce the exercises as appropriate..."

After hearing this, everyone was extremely pleasantly surprised, and the expectations in their hearts immediately outweighed their previous fears.

At the same time, they also understand what the word ‘discretionary’ means.

It sounds like Qin Sang will show the collected skills for everyone to study and practice. But it is definitely better to ask Qin Sang to help deduce the inheritance of the master than to practice other skills.

Even if Qin Sang does not understand their master's skills, his vision is unparalleled. As long as he points out the right direction, it will be much easier for them to deduce it themselves.

The gloomy atmosphere was swept away, and everyone shouted in unison.

"Thank you for your pity, Great Immortal! We will serve you with all our hearts and souls!"

Qin Sang shook his head slightly, "Not for me, but for yourselves. Storm Realm is our common hometown. I want to make Storm Realm better and better, and you must be the same. Other things will be discussed later. The most urgent thing is how to resist foreign enemies. I already have some ideas. After the ceremony, please stay, all the sect leaders, I have something to discuss."

After that, Qin Sang nodded to Li Yufu, stepped aside, stood on the edge of the altar, and watched the ceremony.

After this storm, the disciples of Qingyang Temple saw with their own eyes that the ancestor was so powerful and dominated the world. They were already excited and their morale was high.

Those boring sacrificial words, when recited from their mouths, all carried a momentum that shook the mountains and pulled up the peaks.

The guest seats were much emptier. Seeing those empty seats, everyone couldn't help but feel secretly shocked. They sat upright and watched the ceremony patiently.

The ceremony had fixed rituals. Li Yufu led the disciples of Qingyang Temple to do it step by step, but it was not wrong. It lasted until late at night, and no one was impatient.

Finally, the ceremony ended, but everyone did not leave. They followed the disciples of Qingyang Temple and settled down for the time being.

The leaders of various sects, as well as Fang Lao Mo, Yuan Zhu, etc., were all invited to the Yingke Peak.

Qin Sang was waiting for them at the Yingke Peak.

"Yuan Zhu pays homage to the Great Immortal."

Yuan Zhu took the initiative to salute.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't need to be polite. We have been separated for more than a thousand years. Looking back on the past, it's like a dream. It's a blessing that we can meet again," Qin Sang said with emotion.

Yuan Zhu also felt sympathetic.

Back then, he and Qin Sang almost died in the hands of King Jiufeng, and the situation was extremely dangerous. At that time, they could never have imagined that they could achieve such an achievement.

After everyone sat down, Qin Sang returned to the main seat and looked around. His eyes were not as aggressive as during the day.

"What I said during the day was not alarmist. Even if there is a countermeasure, I dare not guarantee that it will be foolproof. Therefore, the first thing I did was to find a refuge. You can select talented younger disciples and send them there. If things don't work out, at least we can keep a little incense."