surrender!
Or...die!
But for this group of ruthless casual cultivators, no one would choose the above option.
Everyone unanimously chose to run away.
But in the conditions given by Song Ziyu, there is no such option at all!
So, when the first fastest guy was about to go down the mountain, Song Ziyu casually grabbed a piece of gravel from the top of the mountain and threw it in a standard throwing posture!
The gravel in Song Ziyu's hands suddenly broke through the sound barrier, creating a terrifying Mach ring!
The next second, the fastest monk was hit in the head by a stone on the spot.
Snap!
Before the monk could even cry out, his head was smashed by a stone, and his brains vaporized in the air.
fear!
So scary!
The eight scattered monks were frightened on the spot!
The man who was beaten to death was at the Golden Core stage!
As a result, there was no chance to resist!
What kind of power is this?
Everyone saw with their own eyes that the puppet just threw a stone, but its lethality far exceeded that of any magic weapon.
Isn't this too perverted?
"Which of you still wants to run away?"
Song Ziyu asked coldly.
transfixed!
Everyone was stunned, standing there like a flock of frightened quails.
run?
Who dares to run now?
No one dares to provoke the terrifying lethality displayed by this puppet.
After understanding the situation, the eight scattered people gave up the idea of escape, and then threw down their weapons.
"No more fighting, we surrender."
"Surrender, you will lose half the battle if you surrender."
"Boss Jun has been arrested, how can we escape?"
"No more running."
Everyone threw down their weapons and surrendered, and the battle ended.
On the one hand, Song Ziyu ordered people to gather the surrendered monks, and on the other hand, he counted the casualties of the sect.
Soon, the statistics were completed and the data was presented.
The entire Qianling Sect did not suffer much loss in this sneak attack. Many outer disciples were slaughtered, but those were ordinary laborers and could be easily supplemented.
More than ten inner disciples were killed and more than thirty were injured, which was much better than Song Ziyu expected.
However, there are two people here who still caught Song Ziyu's attention.
One of them is the inner disciple Zhao Jizhen.
This guy who is known as the chief core disciple of the inner sect is said to have the spiritual roots of a genius. It is certain that he will form a pill in the future. It is also very possible to even train the Nascent Soul. He may also have a chance to become an unparalleled old monster in the transformation stage... As a result, he was hacked to death in the foundation building stage.
This is the fate of genius, it can't help but make people sigh.
However, the guy who hacked Zhao Jizhen to death was Huang Xiao, a scholar with bloody hands. Later, this guy was slapped to death on the cliff by Song Ziyu for provoking Song Ziyu, which could be regarded as an indirect revenge for Zhao Jizhen.
In addition, another inner disciple who caught Soong Ziyu's attention was Zhao Jizhen's younger sister, Zhao Ziyan.
This little girl was memorizing words today. Without knowing it, she bumped into a few rogue cultivators. As a result, she was fucked by a girl, then killed, fucked by a girl, then killed again... She died a miserable death.
For the few casual cultivators who dared to commit adultery in Qianling Sect, Song Ziyu directly ordered them to be hanged on the cliff as a warning to others.
After more than a dozen inner disciples died, Song Ziyu looked at how much damage the elders had suffered.
It's okay not to look at it. When I looked at Song Ziyu, I almost laughed like a pig.
Except for a few elders who were defeated and seriously injured and needed to be nursed back to health, there was only one elder who died in the entire Qianling Sect, and that was Zhao Tianlong.
Song Ziyu closed the briefing and sneered: "What did the Zhao family really say? Stealing the chicken but losing the rice is entirely your own fault."
Pick. "
After a series of interrogations, Song Ziyu knew all about Zhao Tianlong's deception.
As a result, after a long time, all the people who died were members of the Zhao family. If Zhao Tianlong was given another chance to choose, would he do such a stupid thing?
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It took one night for Qianling Sect to complete the aftermath work.
The dead disciples were buried collectively, their blood was washed away by rain brought by the elders, and the damaged buildings were being quickly repaired.
Qianling Sect seemed to be on the right track quickly as if it had never experienced anything.
The only difference is that in the days to come, the Zhao family's status in Qianling Sect will plummet.
In the main hall of Qianling Sect, a group of elders were gathering together with red faces, waiting for a meeting to be held. XiuShu.com
When all the elders were almost there, Gui Wang walked in from outside the main hall.
"The master is here."
"The master is polite."
"Hello, Master."
All the elders received the greetings one after another, and Zhangui returned the greetings very humbly.
Gui Wang expected to walk to the front seat, but did not dare to sit down. Instead, he sat uneasily on the chair next to him.
So there was another restless wait.
finally!
Tan Xiaoyu walked in.
The moment they saw Tan Xiaoyu, everyone knew that the real master was coming.
Sure enough, under the guidance of Tan Xiaoyu, Song Ziyu carried Jun Moxing into the hall.
Poor Jun Moxing, who could be considered a first-time devil, was kneaded by Song Ziyu until he was as doughy as dough, and he had no temper at all.
He threw Jun Mo Xing into the main hall, and then Song Ziyu calmly sat down in the main seat.
"Today's conference needs to discuss an issue, and that is how to deal with these casual cultivators."
Song Ziyu said, "Let's all brainstorm."
Song Ziyu asked everyone to discuss, and some elders immediately became active.
Immediately, an elder stood up and said: "Senior, we have been fighting with the Basan people for many years. Many of our sect members have died, and we have also lost our ancestral land... Both sides are mortal enemies. There is nothing to say. I hope that these people can be Put them all to death to avoid future troubles!"
The elder's words immediately received support from most of the elders.
But Song Ziyu did not express his position.
You need a different opinion yourself.
If these guys were simply executed, there would be no need for me to go to such trouble to hold a conference here.
The purpose of a meeting is only one, and that is to reach consensus.
If this decision had been made from the beginning, there would be no need for a meeting.
Seeing the loud noises of executing these people, Song Ziyu looked at Guo Tianyu who had been silent.
"Elder Guo, what do you think?"
Song Ziyu asked.
Guo Tianyu did not expect that he would have the opportunity to speak on this occasion. He obviously had not adjusted from the low-key standby mode before, so he could only say dryly: "Senior, I will do whatever you say."
This is like saying nothing!
Song Ziyu looked at Xiang Gui and hoped.
Gui Wang understood the idea, so he said: "When will retribution be repaid? We are all cultivators, and what we pursue is immortality. We should not delay too much cause and effect in this matter, so I suggest that this matter should be dealt with by our generation." Just understand it completely.”
After listening to Gui Wangwang's words, Song Ziyu nodded.
It seems that there is hope for this return, and the level of observing words and emotions is still very high.
Sure enough, the emotional intelligence to be a leader is not low.
What Song Ziyu wants is to return to hope.
This group of casual cultivators is very powerful, and I must absorb them all for my own use.
It was precisely because I had made up my mind that I would consider holding this meeting.
have to
Gui Wangwang's support was obviously not enough, and Song Ziyu immediately looked at Hong Wuyang.
The Grand Elder of the Elder Hall holds a high position and is deeply scheming. He has never been the first to take a stand.
Now that it's fine, everyone's eyes are looking at Hong Wuyang, waiting for Hong Wuyang to make a statement.
Hong Wuyang is also very straightforward!
As if he had realized that the power of Qianling Sect had fallen, Hong Wuyang stood up and bowed to Song Ziyu, and then said: "It's all up to the seniors. As long as the seniors say to kill, then we will kill everyone without leaving any one behind! As long as the seniors say to let go, we will not do anything." No ambiguity, no ambiguity! Senior asked us to turn conflicts into friendship, and we will obey him without hesitation."
OK!
The political consciousness is so damn high!
Song Ziyu almost laughed out loud.
really!
Hong Wuyang's statement was like some kind of signal, making all the elders feel the direction of the wind on the spot.
So many elders also began to express their opinions, and it was entirely up to Song Ziyu to make the decision.
This is what Song Ziyu wants.
So Song Ziyu looked at Jun Moxing who was sitting on the ground with his head downcast: "What about you? What do you think?"
This question stunned Jun Moxing on the spot.
Jun Moxing thought he was here to be judged, but he didn't expect that he would be asked for his opinion at the end of the trial.
Is there such a good thing?
Jun Moxing, a young man who drank blood, had never experienced what democracy was, but Song Ziyu still habitually planned to give the defendant a chance to defend himself.
Ever since!
Jun Moxing, who had grasped the life-saving straw, immediately saluted Song Ziyu respectfully and said: "This enigmatic senior, if you can really save my life, the Nu family... The Nu family is willing to do whatever you want to do for you, the Nu family. There is no reward for holding a knot of grass in your mouth."
With that said, Jun Moxing kowtowed to Song Ziyu.
Looking at this woman who was full of desire for survival, Song Ziyu showed a hint of appreciation on her face.
The monks in the Nascent Soul stage are indeed good at bending and stretching.
The point is, this is a real-time combat capability.
"Great, you can stand up and talk."
Song Ziyu cleared his throat and said, "Although you guys don't have to die, you are still guilty of living."
"As long as our seniors keep us around, we are willing to do anything for our seniors!"
Jun Moxing immediately expressed his stance.
Song Ziyu heard this and said, "But I also have a concern. What should people like you do if you go back on your word?"
After hearing this, Jun Moxing immediately said: "If senior doesn't believe me, I can contribute my soul and let senior plant a restriction in my soul. If I have any betrayal, senior can completely control me." The power of life and death."
To survive!
Jun Moxing finally tried his best.
Song Ziyu looked at Hong Wuyang and Gui Youyou and asked, "Is there such a method?"
"some!"
Hong Wuyang said: "This method of planting restrictions is a very effective method against people with second thoughts... Our sect has similar techniques."
"Bring it here and take a look."
Song Ziyu said.
Hong Wuyang immediately took out a jade and handed it to Song Ziyu.
Song Ziyu's mental energy swept away and he understood the contents clearly.
"I see." Song Ziyu said, "This method is a good way to control people."
At this time, Gui Wangwang said again: "Senior, there is also a danger in this method, that is, once the cultivation level of the controlled person exceeds that of the controller, there may be a backlash... Once a backlash occurs, the consequences will be disastrous."
Song Ziyu nodded when he heard this and said: "No problem, go get the monks in the Nascent Soul Stage, I can still control them!"
Song Ziyu's light words silenced everyone in the hall on the spot.
Jun Moxing was so frightened that he couldn't retract his tongue.
How terrifying is this puppet in front of me?
Song Ziyu didn't care how many thoughts these people had in their minds, and just said what he meant: "I plan to set up a labor reform center in Qianling Sect, send these people there, and let them accept social transformation and serve Qianling. Let Lingzong do something meaningful and return to society as soon as possible."
"Does this work?"
After Gui Youwang heard these words, he couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his face.
Song Ziyu said: "Whether it works or not, you have to put it into practice to know! If this model works, our Qianling Sect can accept more vicious criminals in the future and give them the opportunity to repay society after reform."
"The idea is good, but it seems difficult to implement."
Hong Wuyang said: "We can't suppress these ghosts and monsters!"
Song Ziyu laughed when he heard this and said, "Don't be afraid, it's me! I will personally serve as the director of this labor reform center."
