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Zhang's mansion listens to Zhuyuan.

Qing Yangzi ordered people to take Zhang Yanjia and his son Zhang Zeyu to the Eight Diagrams Well.

Qing Yuezi pressed the old beggars, middle-aged scholars and other cultivators, and put them one by one according to their positions.

The old beggar took Ming Xuzi's place, and Ming Xuzi stood up and walked to Qingyangzi.

When Qing Yuezi walked up to Ming Guanzi with Feng You holding the fire root, Ming Guanzi stood up leisurely and gave a salute to Qing Yuezi.

"Go to the side to protect the dharma." Qing Yuezi ordered.

"Yes." Ming Guanzi glanced at his other three juniors with the eyes of a god looking at ants, and walked aside with a look of superiority.

Ming Hezi and the other three looked at the two senior uncles eagerly, but Qingyangzi and Qingyuezi never looked at them again.

"Uncle?" the girl called out with a trembling voice, "Can the disciple get up?"

No one cares about her.

The girl gritted her teeth, gave up sitting and stood up.

As if tied to her body with heavy ropes, the girl couldn't move the slightest despite her efforts, "Master! No—!"

Seeing the girl like this, another young man panicked and wanted to get out of the control of the formation, but no matter how hard he struggled, his body could not shake a bit.

"What's going on? Why can't we move?" The young man yelled in panic, "Qing Yangzi, what do you want to do?"

Ming Guanzi scolded angrily, "Ming Feizi, you are so daring! How dare you call Master Uncle directly."

"Ming Guanzi! Tell me, what is going on?" The young man turned to question Ming Guanzi.

Ming Guanzi smiled contemptuously, "Ming Feizi, don't think that my father and I don't know about the little Jiujiu you and your master are planning. Want to replace me? Want to be the next head? Are you worthy?"

"I'm not worthy? Don't you deserve it? You are just a little bit better than the worst. If your father is not the leader, you can't even be a disciple of the Qingyun sect outside! As you are, you are only worthy The Qingyun faction is the most low-level handyman!" The young man yelled.

Ming Guanzi was furious, and was about to scold back, but as if he suddenly thought of something, a malicious smile appeared on his face, "You scold, so what about single Lingen? After tonight, I will become Qingyun faction The best disciple of the spirit root. After tonight, my cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds, and you ants can hardly catch up even if you flatter me!"

"You, what are you going to do with us? How could your four spiritual roots become the best spiritual root? I don't believe it, let me go! Let me go!" Ming Feizi yelled and cursed, but only attracted Ming Guanzi smiled sarcastically.

"Enough." Qing Yangzi stopped Ming Guanzi.

Ming Guanzi immediately bowed and took a step back.

The girl cried to Qing Yangzi with tears in her eyes, "Uncle, please, let me go, this disciple will work hard to serve uncle, please be merciful, and save my life. Uncle!"

Qing Yangzi turned a deaf ear.

Ming Feizi shouted angrily: "Qingyangzi Qingyuezi! How dare you? Ming Yizi and I are both the most precious single spiritual roots in the world of cultivators. The master will never allow you to treat us like this. Qingyang Son, I warn you to let me go, otherwise my master will never let you go!"

The young girl Ming Yizi did not threaten, she just begged bitterly, "Uncle Qingyangzi, this disciple is willing to be your cauldron, as long as I can save my life, I am willing to do anything! Please, uncle, please Please!"

"Hehe! Poor, pity these dolls, they still don't know that they have been abandoned by their sect. Idiots! You, like us, have become victims of the sacrificial formation! What about the single spirit root? Blue The star is so big, what kind of disciple you want can't be found? What's more, how can a mere disciple compare with yourself? As a cultivator...what is more important than crossing the catastrophe, obtaining the Dao and obtaining longevity? Hahaha!" Li Shansi Laugh like crazy.

"No! Impossible! My master will never give up on me! They must hide it from my master. Master, master, save me!" The young man wanted to break off the jade pendant connecting with the master, but he soon discovered that he did not even have his own skill. Unable to control it anymore, the cultivation base that has been cultivated for many years quickly rushed to the eye of the formation, that is, the gossip well.

"If you do many unrighteous deeds, you will kill yourself! For the sake of treasure, the Qingyun sect can kill fellow sects with their own hands, disregarding the morality of fellow sects, and even design to entrap fellow practitioners! What you do today, the way of heaven will definitely see it in the eyes, and I will do my best!" Let's see how you will overcome the tribulation and prove the way in the future!"

"If the sky kills it, it must first make it crazy. The bull-noseds of the Qingyun faction are all crazy! How dare you? How dare...!" Gao Dequan murmured, and closed his eyes in resignation.

The other cultivators were cursing or dejected, and everyone knew that they would not be able to escape the word "death" tonight.

Qing Yangzi glanced at Ming Hezi who was closest to the formation eye.The gray-clothed boy named Mu Linggen didn't beg for mercy from the beginning to the end, but the expression on his face didn't seem to give up, but seemed to have some kind of enlightenment.

Master, my disciple is not filial, so I can no longer serve you.Ming Hezi murmured silently in her heart.

You once said that the Qingyun Sect has been corrupted, and most of the upper-level personnel, including the ancestor, have deviated from the Taoism preached by the ancestor. They have been fascinated by longevity and strength. Eyes and wisdom, disciple I never believed it.

You have talked a lot with your disciple, but until today, the disciple did not understand what you meant.

If the pursuit of the Dao and longevity is at the cost of innocent lives, it is better not to seek such a Dao.

We Qingyun Sect claim to be the orthodox orthodox stream, but what we are doing now is no different from the legendary evil cultivators.

The disciple does not regret joining the Qingyun Sect, because the Qingyun Sect has you, if it were not for you, the disciple would have been eaten by the hungry people, and it is impossible to live to this day.

The Qingyun faction saved my life, and now I want to give it back.

Master, if the disciple's soul is lucky enough to stay alive, I hope to serve you again in the next life.

Two lines of tears silently flowed from the corners of Ming Hezi's eyes.

"Father..." Zhang Zeyu grabbed his father's hand uneasily.

Zhang Yanjia patted him lightly, "Don't be afraid, it's just a matter of death."

Zhang Zeyu smiled wryly, "Father, your son is only fourteen, and I don't want to die yet."

Zhang Yanjia laughed.

"Father, can you still laugh at this time?" Zhang Zeyu was furious, "Is there no kingly law in this world? How dare you let this group of monsters here harm the people's lives?"

"Demons dance wildly, evildoers are rampant, righteousness is overwhelming, and people are dying. These are all signs of chaos in the world." Zhang Yanjia looked up to the sky and sighed, "Evil slaves are in power, weak lords are in power, treacherous sycophants are in power, and strong enemies are on the sidelines. My Daxi Dynasty is in danger! Heaven is going to kill me Daxi!"

"It's almost time." Qing Yuezi said to Qing Yangzi.

Qing Yangzi nodded and motioned to Ming Xuzi, "Activate the formation. When the time comes, use the Zhang family's father and son's blood to communicate with the monster."

"Yes." Ming Xuzi was ordered to place activated spirit stones at the eye of the five-spirit sacrifice transformation formation, and then stood behind Zhang's father and son.

Qing Yangzi squeezed Shi Chen, took out something from his bosom, and held it high carefully.

Qing Yuezi exclaimed: "Qingyun Gathering Soul Banner!"

The Qingyun sect disciples who heard Qingyuezi's exclamation looked at the thing in Qingyangzi's hand together.

Xiong Mengzhou, who had been standing by the side as the background, was also very surprised. The ancestor was willing to use the treasure of the Qingyun faction?It can be seen that the ancestor was determined to get it from King Qingzhi Dujie.

Holding the soul-gathering flag in his hand, Qing Yangzi walked to the Bagua well step by step, chanting, "Please soul, gather soul, suppress soul, Qingyun Qi!"

The Soul Gathering Banner floated up from Qing Yangzi's hand, and slowly fell towards the Eight Diagrams Well.

The mountain passer who was about to go out raised his hand to catch the thing falling from the air.

"Soul Gathering Banner? It looks pretty good, do you want it?"

Geng Er took it over and looked at it, "The authentic Taoist top-grade magic weapon, the Qingyun sect is really willing to do so. It seems that their family background is quite solid."

Chuanshan chuckled, what should his little turtle do if he taught him badly?

"This Soul Gathering Banner has been refined for some years, at least over a thousand years. It was probably refined or snatched by the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect."

Geng Er waved the soul-gathering banner, "We don't need it, and they don't need it either."

The souls have been let go by them, what kind of souls are there to gather in the soul-gathering banner?

"But you can get a big cultivator planet to exchange things." Geng Er gestured to Chuanshan.

Chuanshan Yihui cut off the spiritual connection between the magic weapon and the user, and Geng Er unceremoniously stuffed the treasure of the family's township into his arms.

Outside, Qing Yangzi spat out a mouthful of blood.

All the cultivators of the Qingyun sect were shocked.

"Brother?" Qing Yuezi asked anxiously.

Qing Yangzi's face was ugly, and the blood on his lips wiped, "Someone took the soul-gathering banner!"

"Who? Who can collect the treasure of my Qingyun Sect's Town Sect?"

Qing Yangzi didn't believe it either, but the fact happened just now.

"That demon cultivator! It must be that terrible demon cultivator that day!" Ming Guanzi suddenly shouted.

Qing Yangzi turned to look at Xiong Mengzhou, "My lord, you really don't know the details of those two juniors who disappeared in Zhang's mansion?"

Xiong Mengzhou's face turned cold, "Are you questioning me?"

"I don't dare. But... only the Venerable has been in contact with those two people, so it's normal for me to be a little curious?"

"You are a Golden Core cultivator. You have seen those two juniors before. Can you see anything different?"

Qing Yangzi had to shake his head.

"Then stop talking nonsense."

Chuan Shan sat on the edge of the well incognito, and glanced at Geng Er who was sitting on his lap watching the excitement.

"What are you doing?" Geng Er looked at him warily.

"Change your look."

"What kind of change?"

Chuanshan whispered in Geng Er's ear.

Geng Er... It is always easy for an honest child to learn to be bad.

Qing Yangzi's expression was uncertain, the soul-gathering flag could not gather souls, and the hostility of the love fruit could not be suppressed, and the transformation formation might not last until the transformation was completed.

"Brother, the time has come." Qing Yuezi reminded him.

Qing Yangzi didn't speak for a long time.

Ming Xuzi and others looked at him together.

"It's okay, let's do it. We still have a city of fresh souls in Linyao City."

The clear voice came to his ears, Qing Yangzi calmed down immediately, and immediately nodded to Ming Xuzi.

Ming Xuzi raised his hand and patted the top of Zhang Yanjia's head.