"I have to say that your decisiveness saved Luo a lot of trouble."
Looking at the Biyuan Nascent Soul that had just been spit out by the three-legged black crow, Luo Hong said in a good mood.
After all, if these Pure Land Sect elders wanted to run away, he could only pursue them selectively, and he could not catch them all like now.
"Excellent! Donor Luo, you destroyed the immortal cultivating family supported by our sect first, and sent people to investigate later. Even if Bi Xin had any offence in Guangnan Mansion, it was his own doing, not the sect's instruction.
Now, Junior Brother Bi Xin must be dead, so why should Donor Luo be so persistent in seeking revenge? "
Trapped in the black true flame, Biyuan Nascent Soul was sitting cross-legged in the air, showing no signs of madness about the impending death, no joy or sadness at all.
"Hehe, you are indeed a very high-level monk, and you deserve to be the core elder of the Pure Land Sect.
You are right, Luo has no deep grudge against your Pure Land Sect in terms of personal interests. "
Luo Hong was a little surprised when he heard this. Although this monk had his distorted outlook on life, it was still admirable for him to be so calm in the horror of life and death.
"In this case, why is Donor Luo so aggressive and even intends to kill all the way to our sect's holy mountain.
Forgive the humble monk for saying it bluntly, although Donor Luo has unparalleled magical powers and is far superior to ordinary late-stage cultivators, our Pure Land Sect is a sect passed down from ancient times and has a profound foundation. Even if the monks of the Transformation of Gods come to visit, they will definitely not get any benefits! "
Biyuan's heart moved and she tried to persuade Luo Hong to stop.
"Looking at your string of human bone beads, Luo knows that even if he explains it to you, you won't understand.
So, you and I should save our energy. "
Luo Hong shook his head and said, reaching out to take Biyuan's Nascent Soul into his hand.
For Biyuan, who had practiced in the Pure Land Sect since childhood, the things that aroused Luo Hong's murderous intention were natural to him.
Without the use of magic, one of the most difficult things in the world is to put a thought into another person's mind, especially when the two thoughts conflict.
Luo Hong likes to be efficient when doing things. It is obvious that destroying the Pure Land Sect is much more efficient than educating the Pure Land Sect.
"Wait a minute, has Donor Luo misunderstood? The bones used in this magic weapon are all left behind by the sitting Buddha!"
As if she had guessed her next fate, Bi Yuan finally showed an anxious look and hurriedly explained.
However, Luo Hong was speechless after hearing this.
With his spiritual consciousness, how could he not sense the material of the Buddha's bones? What he cared about was not the string of Buddha beads, but the human bone instruments he saw along the way.
Yes, there is no problem with the bone magic weapons used by high-level disciples of the Pure Land Sect, but what about those low-level disciples?
Perhaps the Pure Land Sect disciples were not like this in the past, but now Luo Hong only saw those low-level disciples who were accustomed to skinning mortals to make drums and tearing apart bones to make horns.
And these singled out mortals are those who have had too much willpower extracted and thus become stupid and sluggish.
These mortals were taken away by the monks they trusted without crying or making a fuss, and then they all disappeared without a trace.
The tragic situation during this period cannot be described in words. It can only be said that the Pure Land Sect has moved hell to the human world.
With a slight exertion of his five fingers, Biyuan performed the Soul Searching Technique on Luo Hong.
Although there were many restrictions in the Nascent Soul, Luo Hong smashed them to pieces with just a flick of his finger.
Now, Biyuan's lifelong memories are presented to Luo Hong.
After some violent searching, Luo Hong successfully found what he wanted, and his face was gradually shrouded in surprise.
"How did this guy escape?"
While casually feeding Qingfeng the Nascent Soul that was about to collapse, Luo Hong frowned and murmured.
...
Before nightfall, cultivator Jiedan Dan, who had been instructed by Bi Yuan, encountered a group of low-level cultivators fleeing from Yuejin City.
"What are you talking about! Master Biyuan and the others didn't reply?!"
"Ah! Master, please be gentle! Everything I say is true, there is no lie at all.
Today, all the masters are fighting with the Luo bandits in the sky above our temple. We can only see the Buddha's light, the sky filled with red flames, and the roar of dragons and crows.
However, until Luo Thief's demonic palm was taken down, killing most of the juniors and elders of the same sect, no master showed up to stop him. "
The young disciple, who was grabbed by the collar by the monk, had tears and runny eyes running down his face. He looked completely frightened and said what he had just said again very quickly.
"Have you ever seen Dunguang, where did Luo Thief or the masters go?!"
Jie Danxiu had veins popping out on his forehead, and he couldn't believe the result he had guessed.
"Wan...Junior only saw a blue escaping light, well...it seems to be going to the west!"
The young disciple tried hard to recall the Tao.
It’s over! It's over, something big happened!
Jiedan Danxiu immediately threw away the disciple in his hand, and froze on the spot with a pale face. After a while, he remembered the talisman in his arms and hurriedly fled to the teleportation hall.
Half a day later, in the main hall of the Pure Land Sect, the Great Elder Bixiu rubbed the teleportation note in his hand with mixed anger and sorrow, and instantly a spiritual flame shot out, burning it to ashes.
"Junior brothers, please wait a moment. I have to leave for a moment. Protector Zhou, please step back."
Bixiu stood up slowly without changing his expression, leaving the core elders looking at each other in confusion. In a flash, they arrived at a forbidden area deep in the Holy Mountain of Pure Land.
On the surface, this is just an inconspicuous small valley, but unlike other spiritual places in the mountains that are like spring all year round, this place is windy, bitingly cold, and covered with a thick layer of crystal clear ice and snow.
Even when Bixiu, the great elder, arrived, he did not go in directly. Instead, he sent a message to the outer valley with a sullen face:
"Fellow Daoist Feng, something unexpected happened to what we were discussing earlier. I would like to ask you to meet the poor monk immediately."
"Accident? Could it be that the Leiyin Sect got caught?
But this is not a big deal, after all, the old monster is dragged down by the sect, can he still come to the door? "
Along with a cold voice, a whirlwind wrapped in snowflakes rolled out from the valley, and then condensed and dispersed, revealing a beautiful, twenty-year-old woman in white clothes.
"Fellow Daoist Feng's guess is correct. Someone is indeed coming to knock on the door, but it's not the senior from the Leiyin Sect who comes, but a late Nascent Soul monk named Luo."
Bi Xiu said something unbelievable with a solemn expression.
How can a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator dare to join a top sect with a long tradition? !
If it were before, Bixiu would never believe it, and would only wonder if this was a ploy to attack the east and attack the west.
But Bi Yuan had used her own life to remind him, and he had to take it seriously.
"Hmph! What kind of accident is this? Are you still afraid of the monk named Luo?
If you can't even deal with a late-stage Nascent Soul monk, then I have to think carefully about whether your Pure Land Sect is qualified to cooperate with my Ice Sea Demon Clan! "
The woman in white looked sharply, feeling that her time had been wasted.
