"Faced with the billowing black fog and the red moon hanging high in the sky, the Master of the Beast Control Sect tried his best to still be unable to resist the invading enemy. Under the illumination of the blood-red light, even if there was a large formation blocking it The disciples also grew old and died one by one."
"In the end, the enemy hidden in the night struck out with a huge palm that covered the sky and the sun, directly driving the beast-control gate that the sect master valued and the large formation into the ground."
When Su Yan came to Yunwu Tea House, he saw Daohua Zhenjun sitting on a square table on the central steps of the tea house. A cup of tea released mist, creating a scene in the sky of the tea house where the Royal Beast Sect was wiped out.
Daohua Zhenjun held one in his hand and fiddled with it gently. The mist outlined the image as if it came alive:
"Seeing that the situation was over, and knowing that the enemy's hatred for the sect could not be eradicated, the master of the beast-controlling sect turned around, personally slaughtered the senior sect members, and hid the spiritual beasts he had bred, allowing them to carry the sect's orthodoxy and endless wealth. You are not allowed to come out of the white tower."
"And the master of the Beast Control Sect wants to know what will happen next time."
Daohua Zhenjun held the folding fan, smiled and slapped it on the table, making a startling sound that dispersed the clouds in the air. He drank all the tea in the bowl in one gulp, stood up from his seat and walked to the door to look at Su Yan, who had been looking at him. .
"Master Su, are you here to listen to the story?" Daohua Zhenjun ignored the incoherent comments behind him and looked at Su Yan with a slightly teasing look.
"Why did you come here to tell the story?" Su Yan did not answer Zhenjun Daohua's question, but said with a strange look on his face: "It's not normal for a powerful person who has transcended the tribulation period to go to the market and start telling stories. .”
"What if?"
Daohua Zhenjun followed Su Yan out and said with a smile: "I have no family or sect. My cultivation is stuck at the bottleneck and I can't make any progress. Naturally, I picked up my old hobbies to kill time."
"And I'm not telling a story. I'm just telling what I heard and saw before. Seeing the wonder, regret, and envy in the eyes of the audience makes me feel satisfied and proud."
"Compared to the ordinary life that can be described in just a few strokes by ordinary people, I am very satisfied that I can go through it for several months without repeating it."
In and out of the words of Zhenjun Daohua, he revealed his sense of superiority from above, looking down on the mortal world.
The meaning of cultivation is different. The reason why Taohua Zhenjun, who was born in poverty, embarked on the journey of cultivation was to become a human being and show his superiority in front of the weak.
If you can't show off your own superiority and enjoy the admiration and envy of the weak, then cultivation is meaningless to the Taoist True Monarch.
Of course, because he had experienced the beatings from Grandma Fox and knew that Su Yan's father was evil, the Taoist True Monarch was still relatively well-behaved as a Taoist in front of Su Yan. He did not talk carelessly or look at Su Yan with crooked eyes.
Su Yan led True Monarch Daohua into the Imperial City carriage and took him to the Grand Master's Mansion. He asked by the way, "What happened to the story of the Beast Control Sect in the end?"
"The beast-controlling sect was basically destroyed, and all the direct bloodline of the sect leader died on the spot. The side bloodline was cursed by the Lord of Night. Before she was born again, the talent and temperament of the Huang family will be turned into nourishment, blessing the Lord of Night There is an unparalleled gift in the birth of a child.”
True Lord Daohua chuckled and said, "It's the method of sacrifice."
The Lord of the Night's hatred for the Beast Control Sect was not limited to the senior members of the Beast Control Sect who came up with the plan. After all the masterminds were completely dissolved in the blood moon, all the nine tribes related to the mastermind were cursed by the Lord of the Night.
Before the Lord of the Night gives birth to a new baby, those who have been cursed cannot practice. Their talents and traits are all turned into sacrificial nourishment, used to bless and bless the destiny of newborns who may appear in the future.
Thousands of years, dozens of generations of creature sacrifices, and thousands of years of sacrifices to pray for forgiveness to the Lord of the Night should give birth to a newborn who would be a veritable monster.
Before they were even conceived, they had already absorbed the talents and fortunes of hundreds of thousands of people. When it grows and absorbs all the nutrients stored in its mother's belly, the demon clan in the world of cultivation should usher in a king who truly rules the world.
The belly of the Lord of the Night is a real treasure, if you can steal some of the nutrients inside.
"Forget it. The Beast Control Sect incident has passed, and it is just a story now." Daohua Zhenjun shook his head and shook all the horrible thoughts of self-destruction from his head and said: "If I am not wrong, Grand Master Sumire should Do you have any orders? Tell me!"
What is the difference between stealing items from one of the overlords in the world and seeking death?
The idea of stealing only existed for a second, and then it was thrown directly out of the mind of Zhenjun Daohua.
".The method of sacrifice?"
Su Yan ignored Zhenjun Daohua's inquiry and began to think with a thoughtful look on his face.
It turns out that my aunt's friend, the family of Taoist Mosquito, had such a twists and turns and bizarre experience in the Huang family's ancestors. It's no wonder that the head of the Huang family invested all his cultivation resources on Taoist Mosquito and raised her into a great demon, leaving nothing for Huang. The clan has not passed on any of the beast-control techniques to the clan members.
Instead, the mosquitoes were asked to take care of the Huang clan members.
Su Yan sighed softly when he thought of this, not knowing how to evaluate this matter.
The result of today and the cause of the past, the ambition of the Beast Control Sect brought about the disaster of annihilation of the sect, and also brought disaster to future generations.
All I can say is that I hope the Lord of the Night can give birth to a new person as soon as possible to settle the grudges here, so that Huang Yin and others who are struggling to find a way to practice can be liberated.
No one can interfere in this matter, and no one can persuade the Lord of the Night to be kind. Although what the descendants of the Beast Control Sect are experiencing now is worthy of pity, the Lord of the Night is the real victim in this matter.
She didn't do anything, but her husband and children were stabbed in the back by her former Taoist friend Yushoumen.
In Su Yan's opinion, urging victims to be generous is considered an act of being struck by lightning.
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"You guys are a little later than I expected."
Taishi Jin, who was standing in the courtyard and supervising the top students' practice of physical training, turned around, looked at Su Yan and Zhenjun Daohua who had just entered the door and said:
"How about it, did the little fox tell you something?"
"We talked a little bit on the way here, but those things shouldn't be something I can change, right?" Zhenjun Daohua looked at Grand Master Jin and said, "I don't want to cause bigger problems after the modifications, which will make Emperor Wusheng angry. Just chop me into pieces with one knife."
"It's just a matter of mortals dying. Why don't we wait until His Majesty comes back to make a long-term plan?"
Daohua Zhenjun's face showed a look of resistance, and he did not want to get involved in the earth line incident at all.
When it comes to changing the earth line formation, if you change it well, you won't get praise and admiration. Once the change is not good, Grand Master Sumire can completely push the responsibility on himself, and directly take it out of the whole thing, leaving himself alone in the Hall of Eternity. Face the wrath of Wusheng Emperor.
True Monarch Daohua would not do such a stupid thing. He would just kill some common people. It was completely harmless and he could also save some food for Xia Yu!
"That's fine, but I refuse."
Grand Master Jin looked at Daohua Zhenjun and said: "I am not asking for your opinion now. I am informing you that you need to accompany me to the Demon Suppression Division. Do you think there is anything wrong?"
Daohua Zhenjun chuckled and said:
"Having said that, what can I say? Grand Master Xia Yu is wise and serves the country and the people!"
At present, he is stronger than others. Seeing the faint look of anger on Taishi Jin's cheek, Daohua Zhenjun immediately gave in.
The Wusheng Emperor is certainly terrifying, but the old dragon in front of him is not a simple character. Moreover, he is now standing on his territory. Whatever you say will be yours!
. I woke up from my nap and felt dizzy. When I closed the door on the toilet, I pinched my left hand.
Unfortunately, now I am typing with one finger.
(End of chapter)
