I saved the whole sect by playing badly

Everyone below had different thoughts. When they suddenly heard Xie Chuxue saying that some disciples wanted to go down the mountain, they thought that even if some people chose to follow Ye Qiao and the others.

At this moment, the entire Changming Sect was covered with a strong smell of blood, and the scene was filled with a lingering coldness. Combined with the countless resentments generated by the massacre, even those with low cultivation levels could not help but tremble on the spot.

Lu Xiaoming had the first information. He was the one who watched the transitional calamity at close range. Of course, there were many people who knew about Changming Sect's movements.

After all, Ye Qiao made a big fuss.

A sword split open Kunlun Mountain, and the remaining dojo of the Seven Elders was completely chopped. The entire world of cultivation was entangled in the sea of ​​​​consciousness to watch the victory or defeat of Chang Mingzong at close range.

Let let let let. "

"Whose consciousness hit me!!"

The sea of ​​consciousness in all directions to the west was entangled. Xie Chuxue just briefly glanced at his boundless sea of ​​consciousness and it was almost crowded.

These monks in the world of cultivation are really idle!

Lu Xiaoming suppressed the excitement in his heart. Seeing them starting to order people down the mountain one after another, he hurriedly pushed forward and asked, "Can I come with you?"

“You’re not going home???”

The outside world is quite dangerous. Especially the Changming Sect.

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! In any case, it was the period of transcending tribulation, and it was an opportunity to have a sense of presence in front of the other party.

Mu Chongxi was very talkative, "It's okay if you want to follow."

That's a good relationship. Xie Chuxue didn't ask them to go down the mountain to play, but to fight those hateful demons back to the Demon Abyss. In this way, one more person would work as a coolie.

While talking, Xie Chuxue also noticed the only safe person in the formation.

Chen Muchan...

His eyes suddenly turned cold.

His gaze fell sharply on the opponent. Under the shock of the coercion, Chen Muchan subconsciously held the golden lotus in his hand. Faced with this murderous intention, he firmly suppressed his instinct to fight back and took a deep breath. The capable man knelt down and said in a cautious and serious tone: "Senior, if you don't mind it, I can help you transcend these souls."

too frightening.

Countless resentments and karma are entangled. This is the Immortal Sect, a place of orthodox blessings, not a demon abyss of demons. At first glance, it is full of blood and evil. If it stays like this, who will dare to come later? Apprenticeship.

There are techniques in Buddhism and Taoism that are very suitable for dispersing all these lingering spirits. Chen Muchan also cares about reputation and uses the word "transcendence", but his subtext is to please Xie Chuxue. He can use the techniques to disperse these lingering spirits. The ghost was beaten to pieces.

Xie Chuxue understood and smiled.

Where does Buddhism come from, such a son of God who can bend and stretch, and knows how to do things?

Chen Muchan was dressed in cassock, with pure and clean eyebrows. He asked again in a warm voice, "What do you think, senior?"

Just kidding, these Buddhist and Taoist people came and went. They were just about to show off their talents in Changming Sect, but they were punished by Ye Qiao before they could do anything.

Chen Muchan is very aware of current affairs. As long as Xie Chuxue doesn't kill them, he can say anything.

No one cares about his disciples. Of course, Chen Muchan wanted to protect all the Buddhist cultivators under his disciples as much as possible, so he had the courage to negotiate with Xie Chuxue.

Xie Chuxue also had a headache. Those who were killed were all well-known powerful people. The resentment after death lingered for a long time. If you listened closely, you could see the wails and roars of countless souls. The rich 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 bit of coldness in Xie Chuxue's eyes, "Clean up here, on the way..." He stretched out his hand and grabbed it. Chen Muchan below showed no resistance at all. He was caught in the opponent's hand while the world was spinning, and his whole body was in capital letters. Weak, pitiful and helpless.

"By the way, I will take your son of God away." Xie Chuxue laughed and told the group of Buddhist cultivators that if they want their son of God to be safe and sound, they will have to give up all the Buddhist information they can get in exchange, otherwise he won't mind. Let the Golden Lotus of Merit become an ownerless thing.

The unabashed murderous intention made Chen Muchan stiffen and dare not move. He could see that Xie Chuxue really wanted to kill him.

Things without owners...

The faces of all the Buddhist cultivators below turned pale.

Only when the master dies will he become an ownerless thing. Doesn't that mean that if he can't get anything out, his son of God will be killed?

Now everyone has dispersed to raise money, why are they still standing there? My own divine son is about to disappear, so of course I have to redeem him quickly.

……

The strong and weak ones in the cultivation world all gathered at the top of the Changming Sect to see this big drama. The elders of each sect put their hearts back in their stomachs, and Shi Shiran was ready to go out, "Let's go, go Look at the excitement.”

Of course not to see the excitement of Changming Sect.

Xie Chuxue had already said that if the disciples of each sect were to bring one-third of the inner and outer sects down the mountain, then they would naturally give the Changming Sect this face.

Quickly recruit some disciples to follow.

Being able to practice with Ye Qiao... Oh, this time can't be called an experience, but it is a blessing no matter what. The selected inner and outer disciples are blessed. The swordsmanship of overcoming the tribulation at close range also has different insights. Don’t you see, the leader of Wenjian Sect is also the only one who is in the stage of transcending tribulation.

He was so stingy that none of his disciples had ever seen how gracefully he wielded his sword, let alone had the opportunity to gain enlightenment.

The only time he made a move was to hit Ye Qiao. Except for Ye Qiao, the movements of his hand could not be seen clearly by the group of disciples below.

Extremely stingy.

However, Ye Qiao was generous. She probably didn't mind letting the people around her figure it out. The elders immediately got busy and selected many talented disciples to follow them to various places to slay demons.

The five sects' inner and outer sects together formed a team of nearly 5,000 people. Since it was the first time for them to follow the descendants of their respective sects down the mountain, they all couldn't hold back their excitement and started chattering and quarreling.

Duan Hengdao heard the voices of these people talking, and his mind was in confusion.

"It is said that one person can hold up five hundred ducks..." Ye Qiao was also murmuring.

How many ducks do these disciples behind them have to bear?

It was also the first time for them to take so many people down, so they had little experience, so they just let it go. They met many monks by chance on the way, and they all stared at them and whispered to each other.

After looking back and forth, no one dared to come forward. Some of the disciples had a bad temper and wanted these people to stay as far away from themselves as possible. A barrier was built on the spot to prevent the monks who wanted to come forward from making any progress.

Perhaps they were infected by the emotions of the disciples on the way, and the disciples who led the team were gradually immersed in excitement. All the magic weapons were drawn out, and countless formations outlined the scene of intertwined swordsmanship. Looking back now, they couldn't help but feel proud. While chattering, they discussed their heroic appearance in the previous battle.

Only Mu Chongxi was muttering:

"Once those demons are suppressed, I want to go home."

There is no time boundary between the world of cultivation and the human world. After Mu Chongxi finished speaking, Mingxuan next to him joked: "It's been so many years, and you still fall in love with the world of mortals?"