The devil has too many vests

The southwestern border of Dayong borders the native tribes.

These natives were illiterate, ignorant of etiquette, and even raw cannibalism, with a cruel temperament.But it happens that they contain special ancient blood in their bodies, and ordinary natives can have the strength comparable to the insight realm as long as they are adults.

The king among the natives even pulls out mountains and rivers and cuts off rivers with his sword when he becomes an adult. His strength is comparable to that of a great master who has entered the Dao realm. Once he burns his whole body to fight, his strength can increase several times in a short period of time.

At the beginning of Dayong's establishment of the country, a group of arrogant soldiers who fought in the south and north did not pay attention to the small native tribes, trying to level them up and bring them into the territory of Dayong, but they did not expect to suffer a big loss in the end.

Because the area in the southwestern border is very special, suspected to be an ancient battlefield, not only there is a fierce aura colliding between heaven and earth, but also the ancient Dao marks contained in it are also very repulsive to today's Tiandi Dao.

Even celestial beings are unwilling to go.

——Heaven and man, heaven and man are one.They are in line with the Heaven and Earth Avenue, entering the southwest boundary is like forcing adults to put on children's clothes, and they are oppressed.

Heaven and man did not take action, only relying on the great master of the Taoist realm to lead the army, but they were unable to effectively suppress the natives.

Because although the number of natives is small, all of them are powerful, and they fight with a brutal style of killing each other. They even eat human flesh raw on the battlefield to fill their stomachs, which greatly lowers the morale of Dayong's army and regards them as evil spirits.

What's more, the world is filled with fierce and evil spirits.Except for the thick-skinned natives who can live and dance there, as long as other people stay in the local area for a longer period of time, ranging from three to five days to half a month, evil spirits will enter the body, and even affect normal cultivation and damage the foundation of the body.

——The war lasted only three months. Not only did the native tribes suffer heavy losses, Dayong even left 30 corpses behind.As a result, there was a mountain-like forest of corpses directly in the southwest.

This place has also become a forbidden place where countless people nearby have turned their faces.It is said that there are ghosts crying and howling wolves every night, and the wind is pervasive.

Until more than 400 years ago, a great master of the evil cultivator was chased and killed by his enemies, and strayed into the depths of the bone forest.

Due to the destruction of his body, in order to avenge his deep hatred, he took advantage of the countless corpses in the bone forest to create a method of refining and protecting corpses.

However, he is old and has been destroyed to cultivate. Even if he rebuilds again, his improvement will be limited after all. However, his enemies back then have flourished and become a respected old man in the world.

Seeing that there was no hope of revenge in person, he simply established a sect and secretly recruited disciples, thus passing down the line of Yinkui sect.He is also known as the old man Yinkui.

After the old man Yinkui passed away, three of his disciples became masters and sent hundreds of corpses secretly. On the birthday of old man Yinkui's enemy, they unexpectedly attacked the door and bloodbathed the opponent's family and all the guests present, turning a happy event into an instant. It's nothing.

Since then, the unknown Yinkuimen has become famous all over the world.

Regardless of the righteous way or the evil way, they are deeply taboo against their practice of envoys to the corpse chief, and they will immediately classify them as evil spirits, directly ruining the reputation of the Yinkui sect.

However, there are many obstacles in the depths of the corpse forest, and the headquarters of Yinkuimen is extremely hidden.Once you go deep into it, if you are a little careless, you will get lost in the territory of the native tribe, at least you will inhale the evil spirit, and at worst you will become a meal on the plate... If it were not for this, the Yinkui Gate would have been wiped out by the two ways of righteousness and evil. How could it have been passed down for hundreds of years?

Therefore, the Yinkui Sect is also well-known in the Jianghu as a leftist sect. Although the sect's power ranks at most fifth among the hidden evil sects, its reputation is not inferior to that of the Big Dipper Demon Palace.

Even ordinary people who have not set foot in the Jianghu know that the most vicious and powerful force in today's Jianghu demon way is the Beidou Demon Palace;

On the fourth day of April, the main gate of the Yinkui Sect deep in the forest of corpses ushered in a special handover ceremony for the head of the sect.

The current sect master Yin Changsheng is determined to abdicate, and from then on he concentrates on retreating and cultivating until he breaks through the boundary between heaven and man again.The position of sect master was passed on to his only son and closed disciple Yin Wubing.A few days before the ceremony, all disciples who were away were summoned back.

"Eldest brother, you are back!"

"Jiangxuan, where did you come from?"

The main gate of Yinkuimen is hidden in a dark and dense forest, only the extremely weak sunlight is faintly projected through the heavy shade of trees.

Wearing a "Jiangxuan" vest, Yan Weilou entered the gloomy door made of white bones, and went all the way in.People he knew greeted him along the way.There are those who are indifferent and polite, and there are more people who are openly ridiculed, and there are also very few who have intimacy in their tone.

And Yan Weilou turned a blind eye to all of this.

He once stayed in this place for three years, and then took a step here before taking advantage of the Taishang Daomen to break through the forest of bones. He knew every path inside the Yinkui Gate.

Coupled with the information provided by the original owner with this identity, he couldn't be more clear about the dispositions of these disciples.

The original general Xuan was dull in talent, even if he occupied the position of the sect master Yin Changsheng's first disciple, he still couldn't convince the crowd.On the contrary, he is often squeezed out by his juniors and younger sisters.

If it weren't for his good management skills, he could make money for Yin Changsheng through outside industries from time to time, the position of this eldest disciple would have been unstable long ago.

It's no wonder that the general attitude of the people in the Yinkui sect towards him is indifferent with contempt and sarcasm.

Yan Weilou smiled indifferently.

...It's just that, after using this vest for more than half a year, it's not like he hasn't done nothing.It would be interesting if these people were still planning to use the original tricks against him.

Just as he was slowly heading towards "Jiang Xuan"'s residence, a person suddenly rushed out from the slanted ground.

This is a young man in his early twenties, dressed in a gloomy blood-red robe, with a pale and bluish face, and beside him is following a corpse leader with a stiff body and blue-white pupils.

It was Yin Changsheng's second disciple, Situ Yuan who had always been jealous and dissatisfied with the senior brother Jiang Xuan, and tried every means to replace him.

Situ Yuan's face was extremely ugly, he seemed to be trying his best to suppress his anger, and walked out in a hurry, almost colliding with Yan Weilou.

He looked up and saw the disgusting face in front of him that had disappeared for a long time, and immediately frowned: "Jiangxuan, it's you?! You haven't died outside after being cut off for so long? What a fate!"

He scolded sarcastically, didn't know what he thought of, rolled his eyes again, and suddenly laughed "Hey".

"By the way, you have also received the news, right? The master is going to pass on to the younger junior. When the new sect master takes over, your title as the sect master's first disciple will be invalidated! The only benefit you have is gone. How pitiful!"

Situ Yuan smiled happily.

"Our brothers and sisters can at least get a dharma protector elder Dangdang. What about you... the little brother doesn't ask you to settle the matter. If I were you, how would I dare to come back?!"

His words are not just nonsense.

At the beginning, because of Jiang Xuan's age and early entry, he occupied the position of senior brother, which caused dissatisfaction among many people, but Situ Yuan and the others only dared to be dissatisfied with themselves, and Yin Wubing, the only son of Yin Changsheng, dared to openly refuse to buy it.

And Jiang Xuan could only endure——

From the three sacred scriptures of the Yinkui Gate, down to the ordinary exercises, after the cultivation has reached the entry level, they all have to go to the depths of the bone forest to find a natal corpse leader.

Although Jiang Xuan's aptitude is mediocre, he was lucky enough to find a top-notch corpse leader.But he was only halfway through refining, when Yin Wubing found out, interrupted the refining process directly, and snatched it away.

On the contrary, because of backlash, Jiang Xuan couldn't improve his cultivation base for a long time.He also became the only true disciple of the Yinkui sect who had never refined the corpse leader.

Yan Weilou is very clear about this matter.

But what he couldn't understand was that Yin Wubing was clearly bullying others to take advantage of him. Afterwards, the other party not only didn't have the slightest bit of guilt to make up for it, on the contrary, Jiang Xuan became more and more displeased, wishing to kill him.Could it be that being a thief has a guilty conscience, and death is empty?

Lightly raising his eyes to glance at Situ Yuan who was gloating, Yan Weilou shook his head: "I believe in the character of my junior brother. He won't do anything to me."

He opened his mouth to speak nonsense calmly, but he couldn't see the slightest falsehood, which made Situ Yuan feel puzzled and couldn't help squinting his eyes.

... Is this guy pretending to be stupid on purpose, or is he thinking that... now that the situation is imminent, he can escape by flattering him?

No matter how much he thinks about this succession ceremony in his heart, Situ Yuan will not show it as long as Yin Changsheng survived for a day. Instead, he will smile to curry favor with the new sect master.

So he immediately stopped Yan Weilou, raised his voice, and put on a playful smile: "Eldest brother, don't rush to leave! It's rare that we have time, our senior brothers are going to have a good gathering, and the younger brother is also waiting .Eldest brother, why not go together."

In the past, when he opened his mouth in such a slightly threatening tone, Jiang Xuan was immediately cowed.

But today this trick didn't seem to be working, the other party only stretched out his hand, the action was understated, and pushed Situ Yuan aside.

Yan Weilou didn't even look at him, just smiled and said: "Such days are indeed rare, and there will never be such opportunities again in the future. Junior brothers remember to cherish today, so I won't bother you."

For some reason, there was a faint smile on his face, and gentleness and indulgence in his dark eyes, but Situ Yuan's hair suddenly stood on end, as if he was being stared at by some large ferocious beast, and his whole body shivered.

It also made his response a few beats slower.When Situ Yuan came to his senses, he saw that "Jiang Xuan" had already left.

He subconsciously let out a breath, and then his face froze, as if he couldn't believe that he was actually frightened by "Jiang Xuan", and he was annoyed for a while, and he quickly "pooh":

"I'm afraid of what he will do! What did this guy do to me just now? Heh, he's not strong enough, but he's good at putting on airs!"

Yan Weilou went straight to Jiangxuan's residence, and less than a quarter of an hour after entering the courtyard, there was a knock on the courtyard door outside.

After he responded, the courtyard door was pushed open immediately, and a middle-aged man came in and kowtowed to the ground immediately.

"Subordinate Wan Qiu, I have met the hall master!"

"Get up, I am no longer the hall master."

What the two said was that the Yinkui Gate was secretly placed at the entrance of a hall in Shengjing City, named Qixing Hall.

Wan Qiu was originally the head of the Seven Star Hall.After Jiang Xuan went to Shengjing City, he temporarily took charge of the Seven Star Hall by taking advantage of his status as the disciple of the sect master.

As a result, not long after, Yan Weilou snatched the identity of "Jiang Xuan", and pulled Qixingtang into his own bowl by the way, and bloodbathed a third of the restless elements vigorously.

In the past six months, he has not given up his control over the Seven Stars Hall, and now the entire Seven Stars Hall is only followed by Yan Weilou.Even Wan Qiu, the former hall master, couldn't restrain his admiration when he looked at Yan Weilou.

——After all, a master who has established a relationship with Xiaoyaolou, who eats meat while not forgetting to let the brothers in the whole Seven Star Hall drink soup, and at the same time has a cruel and iron-blooded method; a master who can make his subordinates live On a good day, but at the same time cruel and ruthless to the traitor, how can the superior not be admired and admired, and it is difficult to give birth to the slightest betrayal?

Wan Qiu lowered his head even more, and said respectfully: "Everything you have explained, my subordinates have already done it."

Yan Weilou casually tapped his fingers on the lacquered wooden chair: "That's good, let's just wait for tomorrow."

The next day, it was the handover ceremony of the Yinkui Sect's sect master, which was also the succession ceremony.

Above the main hall, Yin Changsheng, the head of the Yinkui Sect, who was wearing a dark blue robe and was as thin as a skeleton, stood aside, and gave up the middle position to his beloved only son Yin Wubing.

This is a young man with a weak crown.She looked pale and thin, her lips were as red as blood, as if she was suffering from a disease, but she was wearing a majestic red robe with a high crown on her forehead.It looks like a sick and consumptive ghost who has stolen the gowns of princes and nobles. It looks very funny and weird.

The elders of many sects standing below, even the deacons and disciples, all treated them with solemn expressions, and none of them showed any inappropriate expressions on their faces.

Yin Changsheng coughed and said:

"From today onwards, this seat will abdicate as the Supreme Elder of our sect, and the position of master of the Yinkui sect will be taken by the true disciple Yin Wubing. Do you have any objections?"

This is just a symbolic question before the sect master succeeds, and it's just a procedure.Not to mention the evil way, even if it is the righteous way, it will not be so democratic that everyone can jointly elect the head.If someone is really stupid to raise an objection here, it is simply desperate.

Therefore, after Yin Changsheng finished speaking, he was about to hand over the token belonging to the sect master to Yin Wubing.

At this time, there was a loud shout from below: "Wait a minute, I have objections!"

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

Yin Changsheng stopped his movements, Yin Wubing clenched his fists tightly, and the expressions of father and son darkened in unison.

Hearing the sound, the two looked over slowly, and saw a middle-aged man suddenly jumped out of the crowd.

"Wan Qiu, the master of the Seven Star Hall? Do you have any objections?"

Yin Changsheng searched his memory for a while, and read out the person's name word by word, with a kind smile on his face, but murderous look in his eyes.

Wan Qiu didn't seem to realize it, bowed deeply, and said loudly: "I do have objections, Yin Wubing's strength is low, it is definitely not the sect master's choice."

What he said is not false, Yin Wubing is just a cultivation base that has just stepped into the realm of insight, and it is still piled up by countless heaven and earth treasures, so it is not clear whether it can be improved in the future.But everyone still admires his boldness.

After all, the level of Yin Wubing's strength is not important, what is important is that he has the support of a former half-step celestial being and now a pinnacle master behind him.Dare to question his qualifications on the spot, this is really desperate!

And being able to fumble around in the magic way until now, everyone doesn't think Wan Qiu is a fool, thinking that there are other people behind this!

Yin Wubing's pale face became even paler with anger, and he waved his sleeves angrily: "I don't know what to say! You, who can't recognize your identity, dare to step on my head to show your prestige? Dad, just look at me!" Are you jumping around with this kind of ants?!"

He turned his head to look at Yin Changsheng, and called out softly, meaning to let Yin Changsheng make a move.

Seeing that his son was so angry, Yin Changsheng felt disgusted as if he had eaten a fly at this time. The succession ceremony that was going smoothly was disturbed in this way. Even if everything went well afterwards, many people laughed secretly. The man is really his heart can be punished!

——He also guessed that there was another conspiracy behind it, but with his strength, he was really not afraid!Immediately narrowing his eyes, he looked at Wan Qiu with killing intent.

But at this moment, Wan Qiu suddenly turned around and looked at the crowd: "Yin Wubing is not only low in cultivation, but also incompetent and superficial. It will decline, what do you think?"

There was a gasp of "hiss", and many people thought this guy was really crazy, but suddenly nearly a quarter of the crowd stood up in unison.Among them are two highly respected Taoist elders.

"What Hall Master Wan said is quite reasonable, Yin Wu Bing is indeed not suitable to succeed the position of sect master."

Everyone was in unison, with great momentum, Yin Wubing was so angry that his face was flushed, his eyes were full of fierce light, and he was about to attack, but Yin Changsheng grabbed him.

Yin Changsheng restrained his son, and stared coldly at this scene that was almost forced into the palace. A mighty wind roared around him, his slender eyes narrowed, and his gaze coldly swept over the two elders who had entered the Taoist realm.

"Okay! Very good! It seems that some people think that I have fallen below the level and become a toothless tiger, so they want to provoke me in person!!!"

His icy eyes kept turning around the two of them, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter: "Since you think that Yin Wubing is not qualified to succeed the sect master, who do you think is more qualified?"

"...Is it the third elder or the fourth elder? Or your son, grandson, disciple?!"

His tone became lower and lower, but his aura became more and more suppressed. The mighty wind roared around him, and there seemed to be countless evil spirits crying and sneering.

"Say it! The old man will send him on his way now!"

The entire hall was shrouded in this momentum, and many people could not help but bend down under the pressure, with drops of cold sweat dripping from their faces, and their expressions were horrified.

Even Situ Yuan and the other disciples of Yin Changsheng bowed down under this terrifying coercion, holding their breath one by one, not daring to take a breath.

At this time, Situ Yuan's face was pale, and he didn't have the proud and proud look before.But at this moment, he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice.

"--it's me."

He said the voice was familiar because he had only heard it yesterday.Strange, because this understatement seems to contain arrogance that he has never seen before.

Yin Changsheng's top ten disciples were originally standing one by one in order. At this time, out of the corner of Situ Yuan's eye, he saw the figure in black robe in front of him slowly walking out, and the sound of unhurried footsteps resounded throughout. in the hall.

Yan Weilou came to the center of the hall, raised his head, and under Yin Changsheng's incredulous gaze, repeated again: "——It's me!"

The main hall is gloomy and dim, and the lights burning around it are like will-o'-the-wisps lit on the tomb.In the dim light of the fire, a smile appeared on the young man's pale, cold, feminine and handsome face.

Countless pairs of unbelievable eyes cast on him.

The young man was wearing a black-bottomed robe, and the bottom of the robe seemed to be burning with ghostly fire; his messy long hair was scattered on his shoulders, with a few strands of silver mixed with the black.

A layer of very light and very light black mist lingered around his body, as if covering his whole body with a layer of light and thin black veil.There seemed to be thousands of remnant souls howling in the black mist, and the sound of crying ghosts could be heard all around him.

This seems to be the vision of one of the three sacred scriptures of Yinkuimen, "Xuan Sha Jue", which has been cultivated to the extreme.

"you?!"

Yin Wubing had already screamed, his voice was sharp and ear-piercing, and he pointed his finger at Yan Weilou.

"You said, you want to succeed the sect master?!"

He, who was already dressed in a funny way, laughed and looked even more funny.

But Yin Changsheng didn't smile, instead he looked at Yan Weilou thoughtfully, showing some vigilance.

He is more sophisticated than his son, knowing that the other party dares to stand up, he must have a lot of reliance.

Yin Wubing didn't notice it, but just laughed to himself, almost bursting into tears: "You're not ashamed, you bastard still wants to be the head of the sect, what a joke!"

"You can be worthy, why can't I?" Yan Weilou looked calm, his eyes swept Yin Wubing up and down, his tone was calmer than his expression, "You look ugly, but you think beautiful."

His calmness was actually the greatest mockery, especially when he stabbed Yin Wubing's most concerned appearance, immediately made Yin Wubing very angry.I really want to rush forward and slash the opponent's feminine and handsome face ten times.

Yin Changsheng guarded his son behind him, and looked Yan Weilou up and down: "Okay! Okay! I have already entered the Tao at a young age, but I am mistaken!"

As soon as these words came out, many people were shocked.Yan Weilou didn't intentionally let out his breath, people with low cultivation base really didn't notice it.

"You are a disciple of this seat, and you come from the same lineage as your junior brother. You and I are the closest. Don't be impulsive and be used by others!" His eyes swept over the two elders, and then landed on Yan Weilou On the body, "If you step down now, I will seal you the position of elder in the future, and you can choose one of the hidden treasures in the door."

"Not good." Yan Weilou shook his head and looked at Yin Yin, "When I see the head of the sect wearing this ugly monster, I feel uncomfortable in my eyes and my mood is bad. It's better to take it off!"

While speaking, he had already taken a step forward, and the black energy around him seemed to turn into substance, and was drawn out by him like a black horse, and suddenly pulled forward.

"Snapped!"

There was a loud bang in mid-air.

A golden corpse that looked like cast iron suddenly emerged from under its feet, blocking Yin Changsheng's face, and collided with the black horse.

This is Yin Changsheng's natal corpse leader.

Just now when he was talking to Yan Weilou, he had already ambushed the leader of the corpse, ready to sneak up on him, but he didn't know the right time, Yan Weilou had already made the first move!

The explosion sounded like a signal, and the entire hall suddenly became chaotic, with people on both sides fighting together.The mighty Yin energy around Yin Changsheng turned into a terrifying tornado, swept up in the hall, and countless lamps went out at the same time.

It was as if night fell suddenly.