The flame of the thick candle rose, clearly illuminating the palace as bright as day, but it could not dispel the silent and cold atmosphere in the palace.
Under the throne, the wall made of red paint is like a mirror, reflecting distorted faces, from front to back, a total of twelve.
The four Dharma kings and the eight Dharma protectors under the master of the Demon Palace are all gathered here at this moment.
On top of the throne, the master of the Demon Palace wore a jet-black robe, and his sharp eyes swept across the crowd through the mask, as if he could see through people's hearts.
"Wang Xun."
A deep and thick voice echoed in the hall. Wang Xun, who was called, was slightly shaken. He hurriedly took a step sideways and walked directly under the throne. "My subordinate is here."
"Do you know your guilt?"
Wang Xun's eyes narrowed and he knelt down without saying a word, "I am guilty! I am not doing well. Please give me another chance to atone for my sins!"
"If I wanted you to die, how could I allow you to heal for more than half a month?"
The palace master's eyes were cold, "For the sake of bringing back half of the incense, I will spare your life for the time being. If you make a mistake next time, I will bring it up to see you."
Wang Xun swallowed in fear, "Thank you, Lord, for not killing me."
He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, stood up and returned to his original position.
This scene fell in the eyes of the young monk at the end, and he couldn't help but wonder. It is said that the Dharma Protector has infinite glory and is envied by everyone in the palace. Why are you so humble in front of the palace master?
"Lin Ren."
When the master of the palace called out this name, the young monk immediately became excited and said, "My subordinate is here!"
He quickly walked a few steps to the hall, followed Wang Xun's example and simply knelt down and said, "The newly promoted eighth Dharma Protector Lin, please pay homage to the Lord."
"The attitude is very good."
The palace master gave a soft compliment, "Go to the blood pool to receive the reward. Next time, follow Wang Xun. Don't let me down."
When Lin Ren heard the palace master's praise, his face suddenly became happy and he said repeatedly: "This subordinate will definitely go through fire and water to repay the Lord's kindness in cultivating me!"
This harmonious scene between master and servant is somewhat inconsistent with the cold and solemn atmosphere in the palace.
To the right of Lin Ren, a red-haired man touched Wang Xun beside him without leaving any trace, and secretly sneered, "Old dog Xun, how about a bet? I bet this silly boy can't survive a day on a mission."
Wang Xun stood with his head bowed with an old look on his face, looking at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, pretending that he didn't hear what the red-haired man said.
The red-haired man suddenly felt bored. He turned around and glanced at the two people behind him. Seeing that they both had a flattering smile, he suddenly lost interest in transmitting messages.
At this time, Lin Ren happily returned to the bottom of the team, knowing nothing about the incident between his colleagues.
After finishing the trivial matters, the palace master coughed lightly and said, "Fifty days have passed since the last time the Jinguang Sect was destroyed. Palace Shang, have you chosen the next target?"
As soon as these words came out, the woman in gold clothes on the left took a step forward and said calmly: "My lord, there are three sects that are most suitable for raiding now."
She waved her plain hand and presented a jade slip.
The palace master reached out to take it, and his spiritual consciousness scanned the contents.
The woman who was called "Gong Shang" whispered at the right time: "These three sects are Xuanyin Sect, Yinjian Pavilion, and... Wanjianmen."
When the last name was read, the other eleven people in the hall, who were either closing their eyes to meditate or lowering their heads in silence, raised their heads in unison. The newcomer Lin Ren also looked up in surprise.
The news that the secret stronghold of the Demon Palace was massacred in the past, and that the Palace Master's only son Duandao was killed by Wanjian and others was not a secret in the palace.
It’s just that the palace master has never shown any intention to target Wanjian Clan. Who is so bold as to add Wanjian Clan’s name to the sect and openly test the palace master?
"Wanjianmen..."
The master of the Demon Palace muttered to himself, but actually smiled instead of getting angry, "Which idiot is so smart that he should stand up."
The red-haired man took a careless step to the side, and before he could speak, he saw the palace master suddenly flicking his sleeves, and a strong gust of wind came towards him. He didn't hide away——
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, and a clear red mark appeared on the red-haired man's face.
He tilted his head and spit out a white tooth, and still showed a bright smile when he raised his head: "My lord, this subordinate is not deliberately testing. It has been more than two years since the young palace master died. If we don't take revenge, wouldn't we be the ones who fell into the devil's palace? Reputation?
Moreover, as time has passed, Wanjianmen has long been forgotten, and now the raid will not fall into the opponent's trap.
The four Dharma Kings took action together, and it only took less than two hours to get revenge! Why keep holding in your unhappiness? "
As soon as these words came out, the four people lined up in front of the hall turned their eyes.
One of the old men had white cloth wrapped around his eyes, but at the moment he turned around. The red-haired man seemed to have a heavy weight on his shoulders, and his whole body was shaken, and his stature was reduced by half.
The veins on her forehead were visibly visible, but the smile on her face was less than half of that. Instead, it became even brighter. She resisted the pressure and said intermittently: "Master Ziming... is worthy of being... the first Dharma King..."
The old man with eyes shook his head slightly and turned around.
The pressure on the red-haired man's body relaxed, and his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground.
"A small punishment but a big warning."
The palace merchant said indifferently: "Akaze, you like to play around. The palace master being more tolerant to you is not a reason for you to act recklessly in front of the palace."
"Second sister, I think what Akazawa said is quite reasonable."
The third-ranked masked woman suddenly said: "The so-called darkness under the lamp means that the attack is by surprise, and Luo Qingyun is not in the Wanjian Sect. There is only one Supreme Wanjian who stands in our way. Ye slave, you Say so?"
The fourth-ranked savage was peeling off his nails. He raised his head blankly after hearing this, and immediately fixed his gaze on the sad-faced woman and giggled, "Yinyin, you are so beautiful, hehehe..."
When the palace merchant saw this, he immediately chuckled: "Third sister, you should take care of your own men and don't get involved in this matter."
The masked woman frowned slightly when she heard the words, but did not refute. Then she reached out and touched the savage's eyebrows. The smile on the savage's face suddenly disappeared and returned to dullness.
Silence returned to the palace.
The master of the palace put away the jade slip, glanced at everyone sitting down with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The Supreme Master of Wanjianmen is mysterious and unpredictable. Even I have not yet figured out his whereabouts.
The plan is at a critical point, and there are no variables, so Wanjianmen will not consider it. Who collected the information in Yinjiange? "
"It's a subordinate."
Lin Ren jumped out again with a positive look on his face, "Your Majesty, this Yin Sword Pavilion is an evil sect that specializes in Yin Han swordsmanship, and its disciples are excellent containers for transporting Yin stones.
The only flaw is that it is a middle-level sect with more than 700 disciples. "
"Too much."
Before the palace master could speak out, the palace merchant refuted it on his behalf: "My lord, you have your own reasons for choosing a small sect. You don't need to be smart."
Being scolded by the Second Dharma King, Lin Ren suddenly looked frightened and said, "I know my mistake."
The palace master had no time to argue with Lin Ren and waved his hand, "The last one."
Wang Xun immediately stood up and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, when my subordinates were recovering from their injuries, they learned from the pain and have been thinking about how to atone for their sins.
By coincidence, I unexpectedly learned that the leader of the Xuanyin Sect died unexpectedly in his sect. Although this sect was a medium-sized sect, the elders in the sect were at odds with each other, and it was all suppressed by the sect leader alone.
Now that the sect leader died, there was a sudden fight among the elders, and the sect fell apart. Now, in just a few days, most of the disciples in the sect have left, with less than 300 remaining, and they have actually fallen back into the ranks of small sects. "
At this point, Wang Xun laughed sinisterly, "The five major sects have been keeping an eye on the small sects everywhere. They would never have dreamed that this time we would choose a medium-sized sect that exists in name only.
In this way, our confidence in escaping unharmed will be greatly increased. "
This statement is well-founded and convincing. The master of the Demon Palace also had a look of satisfaction in his eyes, "Palace Merchant, let's go and verify it."
The palace merchant turned around and left. After a while, she turned back and handed over a dossier.
"My lord, this is indeed the case."
"very good."
The palace master turned over the file and his eyes shone brightly: "
Lu Xun, I allow you to heal like a pool of blood, recover from your injuries as soon as possible, and go to Xuanyin Sect with the third and fourth Dharma Kings. If this can be done, not only will you have no fault, I will also record your merits. "
Wang Xun was immediately overjoyed and said excitedly: "Thank you, Lord!"
"Bitter Flute."
The palace master turned to look at the bitter-faced woman, "Xuanyin Sect is a medium-sized sect after all. Although its strength has been greatly reduced after the civil strife, its foundation is still there, so there is no guarantee that there will be no special means.
When a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength. This time you bring all the eight guardians, and you can control the formation, and everything will be safe.
Remember, don't take action easily, so as not to damage the wild slaves. "
The woman with a sad look lowered her head slightly and responded respectfully: "I'll keep this in mind."
"Go down and get ready."
The master of the Demon Palace stood up and turned around, then turned into black smoke and dissipated.
As soon as the palace master left, the atmosphere in the palace suddenly became lively.
The old man with eyes turned back to look at the sad-faced woman, and smiled: "The master of the palace still really likes you, and he will let you take credit every time."
"Your Majesty Ziming is ridiculous."
Kudi smiled slightly, "Both you and my second sister lack merit, let alone experience. There are many things that the palace master only tells you two, and my little sister is not qualified to know."
The old man with eyes caught the pain in the woman's words, but he didn't get angry. He turned around and left with a smile.
The palace merchant had nothing to do with Ku Di, so he left without even a glance.
Kudi watched them leave, turned to look at the eight guardians in the hall, and said coldly: "I'll give you half an hour, and you'll gather at the same place in half an hour."
After saying that, she also pulled away and the wild slave followed behind him stupidly. Chinese website
The four Dharma Kings left. Chi Ze, who was covering his face, immediately became active again. He reached out and patted Wang Xun on the shoulder. Something?"
Wang Xun pulled Chize's hand away and said, "Hurry up and get ready. If Dharma King Yenu goes crazy, none of us can withstand him."
After saying that, Wang Xun ran away in despair.
Chi Ze had a gloomy look on his face, "Why is that lunatic doing anything? Xianggan, let's go."
A physical body came over and followed Chi Ze obediently.
The others were not interested in talking and ran away in the blink of an eye, leaving only Lin Ren standing there stupidly.
Wasn't there anyone kind enough to tell him where his old place was?
