The villain's daily corpse collection

After hearing this, the elders all understood.

What is this? As the three major sects of Zhongyue Dynasty, they should take this opportunity to unite the sects and help the Lord God to revive. What is this? The old sects should be of the same blood. With the Lord God in charge, the Zhongyue royal family should be quiet, and the disciples can exchange their experiences...

If we all go together, we will get all the benefits.

It's simply a lie!

Now it seems that someone is just trying to seize the opportunity to disrupt the resurrection of Lord Huo Feng.

If Huo Feng really wakes up, the power of Tianhe Sect will surely grow, and the balance that the three major sects have maintained for a while will be broken. They are all at a bottleneck, so why can one side break through?

In recent years, the An family's ancestors have completely cut off contact with the mortal world. Both the Yangyue An family and the Lin'an Palace are very secretive about this. But no matter how hard they try, the old gods and new gods have never appeared again.

Originally, the God Examination was held every 200 years, but later it became every 500 years. No new gods were born in the following years. However, in each of the previous years, many cultivators successfully ascended to the God Class. Until Huo Feng's class, he was the only one who emerged, and it stopped after that.

The mortal world did not know why, but those former gods no longer communicated with the mortal world.

Someone in the sect half-jokingly observed the stars and came to a conclusion: "If we compare it to the human race in the mortal world, the situation before the unification of the Zhongyue Dynasty was chaotic, the imperial examination was temporarily abolished, and the heavenly world was probably also in chaos, so there was no time to choose a new god."

But the God of War in Heaven is still there, and Huo Feng, who had only been a civilian priest for 500 years, died in battle for unknown reasons. How ridiculous.

When Huo Feng died, his spirit was still there, and he was secretly sent to the lower world by a senior who had already become a god. Before leaving, the senior gave some hints, and Chun He had just been promoted to the chief senior sister at that time. She understood the hint and made the resurrection of the god the top priority of the sect.

Thus, the God Resurrection Plan began. It was secretly carried out by several generations and finally achieved results today. How can we tolerate such a frame-up!

The other elders all looked to the Great Elder for the decision. Chun He drew his sword and pointed it at the sky: "You are spreading rumors to confuse the people! What do you mean by stealing the heavens and exchanging lives? I, the Great Elder of Tian He Men, Chen Qing Zhenren, swear here that if this is really the case, I will be the first to bear the divine punishment, even if my soul dissipates, I will not hesitate!"

The eldest brother and the elders were all shocked by this oath. After all, they were not completely confident in changing their fate. But when they heard her say this, they immediately strengthened their determination.

Huo Feng was slightly surprised. He patted Chun He's shoulder carefully and said, "Great Elder, there is no need to swear such a vicious oath. We will face everything together."

Chun He put away his sword and turned back: "This is not what you should face. Since the Lord of God fell asleep, we have often clashed with Lin'an Palace..."

Wang Wei took in everything: "People are dead, but they are still playing so many tricks. This is a game of life and death."

She didn't continue listening, because she already knew who killed the An family kid. It didn't matter. What mattered was what the people who came to make trouble knowing the truth wanted to do. She turned around and left, going outside to check the situation first.

There are hundreds of sects in Shuangdu and Bacheng. Tianhe Sect is the leader of the sword sects, and is known as one of the three major mysterious sects in the world along with Lin'an Palace and Congshan Sect.

Tianhe Sect mainly practices swordsmanship and secondary practices alchemy and talismans. It is essentially a comprehensive and diversified sect. The sect has long been located in Zhuoguang Mountain, far away from the city, and has truly achieved seclusion from the secular world.

The monks in the front row wearing bamboo green robes were disciples of the Tianhe Sect. They stopped several people in fancy clothes. The disciples behind them were wearing black Taoist robes, and the two sides were already on the verge of a showdown.

The middle-aged man in the lead held a short staff inlaid with gold and jade, and a disciple stood beside him with drawn swords to protect him.

Behind him was a red sandalwood chair, on which sat a beautiful woman in brocade and jade clothes, accompanied by four attendants in gorgeous clothes. Behind them, there was a ceremonial guard carrying a yellow rosewood sedan chair, with silk and satin, and flags flying, as if they were here to participate in a grand celebration. Under the feet of all of them, a velvet red carpet had been laid in advance.

The pomp and circumstance was beyond words.

The word "An" is written on the flag, and Wang Wei frowned. Isn't it a Taoist sect? Why does it have a surname? Looking at the other side of the flag, Lin'an Palace.

Are the An family and the Lin'an Palace from the same family?

Wang Wei didn't expect that the person she killed had such a powerful force behind him. But she didn't regret killing An Zhongyan, especially when she saw countless demon pills being refined in the fire cauldron in the side hall.

Oh, it’s not for justice, she just doesn’t like the way the Heavenly Palace, which manages the human race, treats the demon race, which she manages, in this way, that’s all.

Wang Wei stood in the shadow of the tall tent and watched the woman frowning slightly, revealing an inexplicable emotion. There was also a group of people dressed in plain gold standing silently beside them. Wang Wei guessed that they should be the third party, Congshan Sect.

Soon, the main tent was folded up on the spot, and the four elders immediately formed a battle array. All the onlookers and the ceremonial guard were forcibly expelled from the formation, leaving only a few inner disciples who came to stop people and the group of people who came to cause trouble.

Chun He tilted his head and asked the second elder Huang Mei: "Who is this person?"

The second elder with yellow eyebrows replied: "The chief steward of the Yangyue An Clan."

"So it's General Manager An who's here. It's not easy for you to manage such a large family. How come you come to this desolate mountain and wilderness and manage everything? You must be born to be a hard worker." Chun He walked forward with a smile, being polite but unable to help but adding some sarcasm.

Manager An sneered: "It's not up to the Grand Elder of Tianhe Sect to decide my fate."

Chun He wanted to get angry, but the second elder Huang Mei reminded him, "This chief steward is not ordinary. Yangyue An is the only vassal king in Yangdu. His status is almost the same as that of Zheng Gong, the chief steward of the palace beside the emperor."

Lin'an Palace is good at recruiting people from powerful and noble families in the two cities as core disciples. Its political status is considered to be half of a state religion, and it has unified the country's classics and doctrines, so it is inseparable from the court.

The An family of Yangyue City was the only vassal clan that survived the turmoil of the Twelve Kingdoms, and its status was self-evident.

Chun He asked in a low voice: "Eunuch?" The second elder Huang Mei shook his head suddenly and said no.

Chun He looked disinterested and continued to say to An: "The fate of others is not decided by you, the An family's chief steward." She said bluntly, "If you make up a lie without any evidence, you will be punished by God!"

"Do you really think that the secret technique you have researched can succeed? To put it bluntly, Congshan and I are willing to come here this time just to see you return defeated." He turned around and glanced at the leader of Congshan who was wearing a plain gold Taoist robe, "Because it is impossible to defy fate."

The man was the second leader of Congshan. He just smiled back and said nothing.

"Then open your eyes and take a look. There are still formation marks on the body of the Divine Lord. This is the evidence that he is using the secret technique of the formation!"

Chun He stepped aside to welcome Huo Feng to the front, pure spiritual power surrounded Huo Feng, he looked at the people in front of him, and the Tian He Sect disciples in the barrier immediately saluted. Several Congshan disciples following the second head of Congshan also wanted to salute, but were gently stopped by the second head. Although they failed, they did show their stance.

"The king of gods is blessed with good health and peace."

"...Everyone please stand up." Huo Feng was suddenly pushed onto the stage, feeling quite at a loss as to what to do.

Manager An frowned and stared at Huo Feng closely, as if this resurrected god would destroy everyone if they were not careful.

At this time, Manager An turned around and saw the woman behind him calling the waiter next to him to whisper something.

Seeing that Manager An didn't say anything, Chun He continued, "Manager An, you have seen clearly, there is no doubt about this matter."

She said firmly, "Also, the An family is still a mortal family, and the Lin'an Palace is no longer surnamed An. You have crossed the line by participating in Xuanmen affairs without any boundaries in the name of the Yangyue An family. I, Chunhe, do not hold any official position in the court, but the current Yangdu Emperor is a man who values ​​Taoism. This time when I go back, I will meet the Emperor in the name of discussing Taoism. Even if the Heavenly Dao cannot control you, the Emperor can still control you."

Manager An refuted: "There are three thousand sects in the world, and you are just an elder of one sect. I'm afraid you are not qualified to meet the emperor!" He sneered, "The lives of the gods of Tianhemen were stolen, and the emperor doesn't like thieves."

"Everyone has spent several months here, but he didn't wake up early or late, but woke up when the young master died. There is no such coincidence in the world. Human life is at stake. No matter how much evidence you produce, it is not credible."

"This is simply nonsense!" The third elder with black beard was so angry that he blew his beard.

Huo Feng frowned slightly. It would be disadvantageous for them to continue like this. They should not be in a hurry to prove themselves. The Great Elder had used this method but obviously gained no benefit.

"Human life is of paramount importance. I agree with this. I need to see Young Master An's body with my own eyes to know the whole story." Huo Feng said calmly, without any airs of a god. His voice was like a spring pouring from heaven, calming the increasingly impetuous scene.

Everyone was stunned at first, and Chun He did not expect Huo Feng to stand up. After all, she had told Huo Feng to relax in the main account before, saying that the elders would take care of it.

Unexpectedly, Manager An directly refused: "No! There is no rule that the murderer can see the victim. I don't believe you. You are a god. If you want to do something to destroy the body, who can we mortals go to for justice!" The disciples around him echoed.

Huo Feng lowered his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

Huo Feng: "What is your purpose?"

Manager An: “What?”

He obviously didn't expect that the Lord of God would ask so bluntly.

Huo Feng: "You said Young Master An died because of me, what do you want?"

Chun He and several elders wanted to stop him, but they saw Huo Feng gesturing with one hand behind his back, meaning not to interrupt him.

Manager An smiled kindly: "You are worthy of being the God. Your deity is different from us mortals. I won't beat around the bush. I just want your life." No matter who the family is, at this time, there must be no gods.

Huo Feng responded readily: "Okay, give me some time. Tianhemen has treated me well. I will kill myself after I have repaid you for your kindness."

"..."

The practitioners were silent for a moment.

Manager An frowned. He agreed so quickly? Was he playing some trick?

"What's the proof? How do I know how long you'll pay it back?"

"If anyone breaks Huo Feng's words, please punish me." Huo Feng swore without hesitation and without mercy.

The elders behind him were all shocked. Several other elders couldn't help but look at Chun He. Are people so cruel when swearing these days?

Huo Feng turned around and told the elders: "I will go back to the sect. There are some private properties I saved in the mortal world, but it's not much."

Chun He stepped forward and grabbed Huo Feng's sleeve: "Lord God! You, you are just kidding, right?"

Huo Feng smiled and said, "Of course, this is far from enough. When a god dies in heaven, his body becomes a pile of waste. When a god dies in the mortal world, his body will turn into countless treasures. This is how I repay your kindness. I have to leave something useful behind."

When Chief Steward An heard this, he immediately retorted: "No, how can the remains of the God be left to the Tianhe Sect?"

Huo Feng turned around and replied coldly: "You only want one result, which is my death. I gave you this result, and you are still not satisfied? It is wrong for you to be too greedy."

Manager An was a little confused about the situation for a moment, so he turned around and looked respectfully at the woman sitting behind him.

"Princess, what do you think?"

The lady in brocade clothes had not spoken a word, and no one knew who she was. It was not until they heard the word "Princess" that they understood that she was the Princess of Prince An Qian, the mother of An Zhongyan, and she was the most qualified person to speak.

The woman stood up and walked a few steps forward, passing by Manager An without even glancing at him. Instead, she looked at Huo Feng with a puzzling look.

She exhaled lightly, and in the mist, she slowly uttered two words:

"I believe."

These few words left both parties confused. What should they believe? Do they believe that the God will commit suicide on time, or that An Zhongyan's death has nothing to do with the God?

What makes everyone question the latter is the princess's own behavior.

It was her son who died, but she showed no special emotion from beginning to end. She just sat quietly on the rosewood chair, like a statue. Beautiful and solemn, but inhuman.

"This matter has nothing to do with Lord Huo, go back." Her voice was ethereal and light, but it gave people a sense of non-argument.

"Princess! What are you talking about?" Steward An was a little anxious, not caring about etiquette, "Princess, the young master was killed by someone and died so hastily. He is the next legitimate king of the Yangyue An family. Don't you care at all?"

"An Xie, how dare you speak to the princess like that?" One of the four waitresses beside the woman in brocade clothes issued a warning. She stood between the woman and Butler An, her hand already on the hilt of the knife at her waist.

The woman in brocade clothes turned around, patted the waiter's hand to comfort him, and then called another waiter.

"Lu Ying, call the witness over."