Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Ye Xiaochuan ignored him, drew out the sword without a blade, and walked into the cave.

Inside was a long tunnel that was half man-made and half natural, but it was not dark.

Every few steps, there was a brazier on the stone wall.

These braziers must have been tampered with, as if they could sense the approach of living things.

As Ye Xiaochuan went deeper, no matter where he went, there would always be three braziers lit, and when he was far away, the braziers would automatically go out.

Ye Xiaochuan opened his consciousness and sensed that there were two elders of Xuantian Sect dozens of feet away.

The cultivation of the two elders was not high, both of them were in the realm of spiritual silence.

They also heard the movement at the entrance and were coming here.

There was only a winding passage here, and there were no forks. Ye Xiaochuan would definitely run into these two elders of Xuantian Sect.

As soon as he turned a corner in the winding passage, he saw light in the distance.

The two people on the opposite side also discovered Ye Xiaochuan.

One of them shouted: "This is the important place of the ancestral hall, who is coming?"

Ye Xiaochuan did not answer, but walked forward step by step.

When he was less than ten feet away from the two, Ye Xiaochuan's body turned into a residual shadow.

"Not good! Enemy!"

As soon as the four words sounded, a whistling wind blew in the passage.

The sword light flashed, and the sound of the sword colliding came one after another.

In the narrow passage, the three people started a close combat.

After a burst of crackling sounds, the wind suddenly stopped, and the sword light disappeared instantly.

Ye Xiaochuan appeared behind the two white-clothed Xuantian Sect elders and slowly inserted the sword without a blade into the scabbard.

At this moment, the two white-clothed elders still maintained the posture of holding the sword to meet the enemy.

But the two seemed to have turned into wooden men.

After Ye Xiaochuan's sword was sheathed, the bodies of the two slowly fell down.

Two round heads slid off the necks, blood spurted out from the flat wounds, and a lot of blood was sprayed on the surrounding rock walls.

Ye Xiaochuan waited until the blood on the necks of the two people had finished spraying, then turned around and walked over, bending down to pick up the two heads on the ground that were still open-eyed.

Ye Cha couldn't help but admire: "What a sharp sword technique! Fast, accurate and fierce! Awesome!"

Ye Tianci said somewhat unconvinced: "Grandfather Tian, ​​this is the fifth of the Nine Styles of Zhutian, Whirlwind Slash.

I used it much better than him! I just lacked an opportunity!"

Ye Xiaochuan didn't say anything, he carried the two heads and continued to walk along the passage.

Soon, they came to a rather huge mountain cave.

It was very bright inside, and the furnishings were similar to those of the ancestral temple of Cangyunmen, with many candles lit and many spirit tablets.

The difference is that the ancestral hall of Cangyunmen is an ancient house, and the spirit tablets are all placed on special wooden frames.

This is a cave, with only a rather large wooden altar. The spirit tablets are placed on a stone platform carved from rocks, with a total of seven or eight layers from low to high.

And there are relatively few spirit tablets here, and the number seems to be only about half of that in the Cangyun Sect's ancestral hall.

This is no wonder.

The Cangyun Sect has been established for more than 4,000 years, and it has been the largest sect of the righteous path for more than 3,000 years, and has produced countless amazing people.

Those enshrined in the Cangyun Sect's ancestral hall are all the heads of the sects of all generations, the four veins' chiefs, and the famous elders of all generations.

Generally, when an elder in the realm of spiritual silence dies, his spirit tablet is not qualified to enter the Cangyun Sect's ancestral hall, and only those in the realm of heaven and man have this qualification.

The Xuantian Sect was established for a short time, and it has only risen in the last few hundred years. In order to avoid making this place monotonous, the Xuantian Sect enshrined the spirit tablets of the elders above the realm of spiritual silence in all generations here.

Even so, the number is still not as many as the spirit tablets in the Cangyun Sect's ancestral hall.

It can be seen that the foundation of Xuantian Sect is far inferior to that of Cangyun Sect.

If Cangyun Sect is compared to a scholarly family that inherits farming and reading, then Xuantian Sect can only be regarded as a recently rising nouveau riche.

As a traditional Taoist sect, Xuantian Sect worships the Three Pure Ones.

Not portraits, but three rather tall stone sculptures of the Three Pure Ones.

Located at the highest point of the entire cave, there is another stone sculpture below, which is Xuantian Zhenren, the first generation ancestor of Xuantian Sect.

The stone sculpture of Xuantian Zhenren is much smaller than the stone sculpture of the Three Pure Ones. It stands right below the stone sculpture of the Three Pure Ones, with his left hand pinching a handprint in front of his chest and his right hand holding a whisk.

He is like the inheritor or spokesperson of the Three Pure Ones in the world.

Further down, there are several layers of stone platforms, each of which is filled with spirit tablets.

On the huge altar, there are three identical bronze four-legged small tripods.

On each small tripod, there is a dragon head incense stick as thick as a wrist and more than half a person's height.

In front of the three bronze tripods, there is a small incense burner with three half-burned thin Zen incense sticks inserted on it.

On the dome, there are also 25 huge spiral Zen incense sticks burning.

Due to the poor air circulation here, a few green smoke condenses on the dome of the cave, just like the smell of incense in the mouth of the world.

Ye Xiaochuan threw the two heads in his hand to the ground, and then poured out a hundred heads from the storage bag.

Most of the heads are still fresh and full, but some heads have shriveled, obviously their blood and flesh were sucked dry before death.

Ye Xiaochuan swept out with a palm, and the incense burner, candles and bronze tripods on the altar were all swept away.

He carefully piled these heads on the altar into a pyramid shape.

Jingguan! Jingguan originally originated from the mortal army. In order to show off its force, the army gathered enemy corpses and sealed the high tombs.

The most famous and shameful Beijing in Chinese history was built by Goguryeo thousands of years ago.

The second emperor of the Sui Dynasty made three expeditions to Goguryeo, but all three failed. The King of Goryeo ordered the corpses of hundreds of thousands of Sui soldiers to be built into a Beijing temple hundreds of feet high to show off the power of Goguryeo.

This is one of the greatest shames of Chinese civilization.

Later, when the dynasty changed, Emperor Zhenguan, the Tianhan Khan, sent a large army to sweep across Goguryeo in the second year of Zhenguan. The first thing he did was to destroy Goguryeo's Jingguan, bring the bones of hundreds of thousands of soldiers back to China, and bury them in state burials.

Leijingguan is relatively common in the mortal army, but not common in the world of cultivation.

Ten years ago, Ye Xiaochuan counterattacked the Heaven Realm and used the corpses of tens of thousands of Heaven Realm monks and soldiers to build a Jingguan on Jiuzhong Mountain in front of the Heaven Realm Gate of Catastrophe.

This is the greatest shame in heaven.

The people in heaven can't wait to peel off Ye Xiaochuan's skin and turn it into grass.

Now Ye Xiaochuan is watching in Lijing again.

There were too many corpses for him to carry. Bringing the heads here might have a greater impact on Li Xuanyin.

Rentou Jing finished watching the base, and Big Head said: "Why do I feel like something is wrong?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "What's wrong?"

The big head walked around in front of Jingguan and said: "The heads are wrong. To be precise, the number is wrong."

Ye Xiaochuan frowned.

Big Head continued: "How many heads are there here?"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "One hundred and seven."

Big Head said: "These one hundred and seven heads are added to the two people who were killed in the passage just now. You only brought one hundred and five heads from Shilongling.

There were a total of 134 Xuantian Sect elders who took action tonight, two died, and five returned to the Holy Mountain. The total number of living, dead, and comatose people who fled to Shilong Ridge was 129. Twenty-four people were not killed. "

Ye Xiaochuan said: "Don't those 105 heads match up?"

The big head shook his head and said: "No, no, no, among the one hundred and five heads, one was done by Zhu Yu, the owner of Shilongling.

Zhu Yuqian was responsible for the response at Shilongling and did not participate in the massacre at Wanhu Ancient Cave. "

Ye Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat and he said: "You mean, an elder of the Xuantian Sect has disappeared?

Is the information you investigated wrong?

Before or during the fight, someone took the opportunity to escape?

Or was there something omitted in the process of collecting heads? "

Big Head said: "You question my ability again?

I searched the memories of more than a dozen Xuantian Sect elders, and one hundred and thirty-four of them are absolutely correct.

After arriving at Shilong Ridge, I searched some people's memories and found that everyone was at Shilong Ridge and no one left before we arrived.

After the battle began, I arranged my spiritual realm so that not even an ant could escape from my realm.

As for the omission, it is unlikely. That is my spiritual realm. If there is a head missing, I will definitely be able to detect it.

An elder of the Xuantian Sect is really missing tonight. If my prediction is correct, even the Xuantian Sect themselves don’t know that someone is missing. Otherwise, I will definitely be able to detect it in their memory. "