Chapter 601: Position

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() Mrs. Hong Ji looked at the scene of people tumbling down below with a blank expression, and there was no emotion on her face, as if the monks who were wailing and screaming below were not the residents under her rule.

She had no intention of making any move.

Compared with Qi-training and Foundation-building monks, monks at the Golden Core stage are obviously much more advanced in cultivation, and it is easier to resist the sound of swords. They do not need to concentrate on resisting like middle- and low-level monks.

However, it is precisely because of their cultivation that the truth seems to have become complicated in their eyes, and they cannot regard this matter as a simple conspiracy.

Cultivators have sensitive six senses and will often have warnings before encountering problems. Moreover, the ins and outs of this incident are inexplicable. As the first person on the island, the attitude of the island owner, Mrs. Hong Ji, is also very ambiguous. They couldn't help but think too much.

Moreover, Jian Ming... their hearts couldn't help but tremble. The sound of the sword and the sword, aren't they foreshadowing something?

Isn’t the ancestor of the Li people’s holy line just a sword? Sword, sword slave, isn't this obvious enough?

Could it be the revenge of the Li clan's holy blood...?

They were born on Fuyun Island and grew up on Fuyun Island. They all know how peaceful life here is.

Although there is a struggle, it has never been possible to truly fight because of the lack of resources on the island. Everyone is struggling to survive, and they are all trapped in this small land by some unknown existence, without exception. Even if the Nascent Soul is cultivated, it will be the same.

But where there are people, there is struggle. Even in a small area, all kinds of dirty things, big and small, are brewing.

The matter of the Holy Vein is probably the deepest and most unbearable secret among them. This matter is shameful. If it is exposed to the world, Fuyun Island will definitely mutiny.

However, the ridiculous thing is that such a shameful secret is known to most people on the island, and many people are even involved in it, and work together to cover up this shameful thing. It has not been discovered by anyone for nearly a hundred years.

In just a hundred years, these thoughtful people robbed the once powerful Holy Bloodline of the Li people, leaving the temple as an empty city. Those who are dead are dead, and those who are not dead are probably not going to live long... Everything is just for their own selfish desires.

Everyone is coveting the outstanding talent of the Holy Vein, and everyone wants to hide from this magical tool. No one cares about what this clan once was.

They have long forgotten who their ancestors benefited from in order to survive. And who had worked hard to build the land beneath their feet. They don't remember anything...or don't want to remember anything.

In recent years, they have accidentally discovered some wonderful uses of that clan and achieved outstanding results. Everyone went crazy over this, even leaving their humanity behind and only remembering profits.

As a result, the last pure land of the Holy Clan became a slaughterhouse. They also regard the Holy Veins of the Li people living among them as something in their pocket, a dead thing that can be used, and no one regards the Holy Veins as human beings.

Faced with interests, they chose to abandon their humanity and completely succumb to animal desires. Although everyone who comes here is well-dressed and looks like a fairy, in fact everyone has a clear heart and is no different from an animal.

However, the power was so weak that it was almost as if the holy blood of the Li people imprisoned in the temple was eaten away bit by bit without any defense. Parents, wives, children, the elderly and children all became victims of this disaster and became the table. Plate after plate of "dishes" on the table.

The tragic situation seen in Ningxia can only be said to be the tip of the iceberg in the past hundred years. Before her, she didn't know how many innocent members of the Holy Bloodline of the Li people had suffered and fell into despair until they died completely. No one came out to rescue them.

The night of Siwuxing was probably their last voice of resistance.

The blood formation that suddenly appeared on the competition stage was extremely lethal, and Mrs. Hong Ji, who had an ambiguous attitude and had no intention of taking action... they couldn't allow them to think too much about it.

They remembered that Madam Hongji had always had an ambiguous attitude towards the Holy Vein and would not allow them to violate her. Although I don’t know the origin between the two, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Holy Vein is Mrs. Hong Ji’s restricted area.

In the early years, many people who had ideas about the Holy Vein were severely dealt with, including the entire family.

The business of buying and selling sword slaves also flourished in the past hundred years. The reason why they have dared to be so rampant in recent years is because Mrs. Hongji has been in seclusion for many years and seems to have completely isolated herself from the world.

Who knows if this person with a high level of cultivation will be locked away until they die. By the time she came out, everything was done. There are so many accomplices, what can this lady do with them?

Of course, that's what they think. In fact, it was just gambling. At the beginning, I only dared to test and risk my life to gain a future. After tasting the sweetness, nothing can stop them, and no matter how terrible the consequences are, they will be ignored.

It's just that they didn't expect Mrs. Hongji to come out so quickly...

Thinking of the recent vigorous search operations and the small families that were investigated and punished. This all shows the importance of this lady to the sword slave.

But so what? No sword slave you have ever lived for more than three months. As long as it is synchronized and refined, this sword slave will disappear from this world, and no trace will be found. What can the island owner do to them?

It has to be said that for a moment, many aristocratic families felt slightly proud of this fact, and felt that this matter was over forever.

But today, they suddenly heard the sound of swords, and those who were already harboring suspicions began to wonder. They thought of the Holy Veins who had been harmed so miserably by them and what they had done before, and they began to be afraid and helpless.

Could this be... a calculated conspiracy from beginning to end? Not only from unknown black hands, maybe someone also had a hand? Some people glanced at the beautiful woman who looked like an ice sculpture above them, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

No matter what the fuss was about below, Mrs. Hong Ji had no intention of taking action and calmly watched the farce in front of her. No one saw the coolness that flashed across her eyes from time to time, with contempt and anger, clearly directed at these people rolling on the ground.

The sound of swords echoing in the field became more and more powerful, and those who had not yet been overthrown became more and more difficult. Ning Xia felt bad all over, everything hurt, her heart was about to be knocked out, and she felt like she was going to faint at any time.

She had never felt like this before... she felt that time was so long, and she was looking forward to it passing by without having to suffer such hardship.

Fortunately, the long process will eventually come to an end. As the group of people who lasted until the end, Ningxia still waited for the dawn.

At a certain moment, Jian Ming seemed to be stimulated and suddenly reached the highest peak. In just a short moment, Ning Xia felt that her soul was about to be taken away. Her vision went dark and she was briefly dizzy.

Then there was silence. The sound of the sword, the ripples of spiritual power, the demonic sound that penetrated the ears... all disappeared, leaving only the mournful screams all over the place.