Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 295: The Destined One Should Eat Little Orange (Happy New Year)

"Who died? Tell me clearly. Who did you learn this bad habit of speaking half of your words from?" said the old sect leader Li with a frown.

"Yes, wait a minute." But Mingzhi stopped talking halfway and looked at the small walnut in his hand.

"What's wrong, Master? Okay, I understand."

After receiving another call, Mingzhi told everyone what was happening over there clearly.

"Something unexpected happened. Xiao Yilong ran away, and all the remaining elders of the Hundred Demons Sect in the east and north were killed." Monk Mingzhi said.

"Are our people injured?" Mo Jingchun asked.

"No, those people were already dead when Master and the others left."

After saying this, Monk Mingzhi's eyes turned golden. He drew a circle with one hand, sharing the scene that his master Monk Kukai saw with everyone.

The signal in that place is not very good. We can chat, but the image cannot be transmitted using the Little Walnut.

After the circle stabilized, Captain Chen's big face appeared in front of everyone.

But before Captain Chen could speak, he heard Master Konghai say, "You don't need to be so close to me. Stand further away."

"Oh, sorry."

Captain Chen took a few steps back, then turned sideways to show everyone the first-person perspective of Monk Kūkai.

The two of them were standing in a strange hall at this time.

The hall was paved with golden bricks, with six giant cloud dragon pillars arranged on both sides. Two dark blue thrones were placed at the end of the hall, guarded by two groups of precious elephants and ferocious beasts of very different styles.

The bodies of Xiao Yilong and another elder of the Hundred Demons Sect were sitting on the two thrones.

The two men were shirtless, their skin the same dark blue as the throne, as if they were bronze statues cast together. There was a thin gold thread at the back of their necks.

Looking upward along the golden line, the architectural regulations of the Eastern Qi style suddenly disappeared. The upper ends of the giant pillars and the top of the hall were covered with dense skeletons of sea beasts. All the skeletons were engraved with dark golden runes, and the evil aura from the abyss lingered for a long time.

In the pile of bones, there were two souls that had been refined and were hanging there upside down.

"Master Kong Hai just checked and found that the soul on the right is Xiao Yilong, with only half left. He probably escaped using some kind of death-substitution method." Captain Chen said, "It was like this when we arrived. As for those runes, I'd like to trouble you to take a look at them, Taoist."

"They are taking the pulse." The one who spoke was the old sect leader Li. The old man seemed to be very familiar with some of those runes.

"Taking the pulse?" Old Tang looked at it for a moment and nodded. "No wonder that flag can so easily attract the fortune of Dongzhou."

Old Tang held a compass in his hand, and a rough map of Dongzhou appeared in front of him. He drew a crooked line between the place where Captain Chen and Monk Konghai were and the Qinghe Society.

The veins in Dongzhou are long and short, but basically they are intermittent. If you want to connect them, apart from moving mountains and filling the sea, there is only the technique of grafting.

By replacing the small earth veins with their accompanying shadow veins and then connecting them to the main vein, theoretically they can stretch for thousands of miles.

Of course, it's easy to say, but it's probably extremely difficult to do.

Not only does he need to sacrifice two to overcome the tribulation, but he will probably also need the secret inheritance of Dongqi or other places, such as the bones of sea beasts engraved with runes, which even the old Sect Master Li does not know what they belong to.

As for how many foreshadowings and preparations the Hundred Demons Sect had laid in advance in order to accomplish this, they were too numerous to count.

The puzzling behavior of the Hundred Demons Sect over the years might be due to this matter.

"I imagine the same is true for several other locations." Old Tang pondered for a moment, then drew three more lines on the map. "Order the disciples of each sect to clear out the already discovered Hundred Demon Sect strongholds and then re-investigate along this route."

Mo Jingchun moved in front of the circle and waved his hand to signal his wife to move out of the way and not block the view.

After looking at it for a while, she shook her head.

"I always feel like something's wrong. These evildoers used to be so slippery and cowardly, how could they give up their lives so readily?"

"It was not voluntary, they were deceived." It was Monk Kūkai who answered Mo Jingchun.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk's first-person perspective changed. Everything he saw, except for Captain Chen who had moved to the side, turned into shadows.

Instead, there is 'emotion'.

Through the first-person perspective of Monk Konghai, Old Tang and the others saw the emotions of Xiao Yilong and the elder of the Hundred Demons Sect before they were sacrificed.

First there was ecstasy, then astonishment and anger, but it only lasted for a brief moment before it came to an abrupt end.

"Monk, have you mastered the art of knowing destiny?" Old Tang asked.

"No, I can only see the last moment of the deceased's life."

After saying this, the old monk's first-person perspective returned to normal.

After talking for a while, arrangements were made in the East China Sea. The old monk stayed there to continue exploring the Dragon Palace, while Captain Chen went to look for the dragon that was only half of its soul left.

In the north, because of the White Emperor's Alliance, the demon tribe retreated to the Northern Great Wall after helping to find the people. The three leaders of the Sword Sect and several Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain were responsible for the arrest.

Chen Mumu, the head of Jingzhou Jiange Pavilion, first greeted her mother and then explained the situation on her side, which was basically the same as that on the East China Sea side.

Three elders of the Hundred Demons Sect died.

The South is under the control of the Beast Taming Sect and the Heavenly Sect, and the information sent back is roughly the same. As for the West, which has the latest news,
"One ran away."

Qin Lang, the dark-skinned and sunny boy-like master of the Medicine King Valley, gave Xiao Hetao a pure and innocent smile.

Except for Chen Qianhu's side, the signal of Xiaohetao is very good in other places.

"Whose situation is the same as Xiao Yilong's?" asked the old sect leader Li.

Qin Lang, holding up a small walnut and taking a selfie, shook his head. "It was that fellow Qin Wuyang. He ran away before he even sat down on the throne. I don't know if he got wind of it or noticed something in advance."

When they heard it was Qin Wuyang, everyone present had an expression of, oh, so it is as expected.

Qin Wuyang, the Great Elder of the Hundred Demons Sect, is the Director of the External Liaison Office and the Chief of External Procurement for the Hundred Demons Sect. All the senior leaders of the six sects are extremely familiar with this.

There is only one reason, and that is that this guy is really good at running.

It is a holy body that is born with the ability to escape, as if it is protected by good luck.

With his cultivation level of overcoming tribulations, he successfully escaped from under the noses of Mahayana several times.

"How did he run away?" asked the old sect leader Li.

Qin Lang then shook his head. "I'm just a medicine seller. I don't know if you ask me. You can figure it out for yourselves."

He turned the camera and showed everyone the situation on his side.

It was a hall similar to the others, except that one of the thrones was empty, and the person sitting on the other throne had died a very uneasy death.

The man had half crawled to the ground, his face was ferocious, his eyes were full of cruelty, and he died with his eyes open.

The soul connected by the golden thread also had a distorted face. Although it was dead, it was still being held down by the golden thread, swinging.

It seemed that this elder of the Hundred Demons Sect struggled for a long time, but he was unable to escape until his energy ran out. Four words were written in blood on the ground next to him.

Five sheep are the livestock.

"Wait a minute, move the picture over there a little."

Old Tang seemed to have discovered something and directed Qin Lang to move the camera.

In the corner of this hall, there is a collapsed animal bone engraved with runes.

Looking at the traces of collapse and the impact on the surrounding runes, Old Tang estimated that the damage occurred before the formation here was activated.

However, due to the structural redundancy of the formation, this collapse did not affect its overall operation.

It is very likely that the collapse of the magic circle rune triggered Wuyang's desertion instinct. He ran away without thinking and completely betrayed his teammates.

I just don't know if this is a coincidence or someone did it on purpose.

Mo Jingchun frowned and looked at the collapsed magic circle. She always felt that she seemed to have seen those array patterns somewhere.

She tapped her forehead lightly and recalled the past bit by bit until she thought of the heavy snow from the year before last.

"It was Zhang Ze who did it." Mo Jingchun said.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Mo Jingchun told them the whole story.

At the beginning of the year before last, Qingjing had a rare heavy snowfall. Later, the Sword Sect found out that it was the real Wuming from the Hundred Demons Sect who was responsible.

After Zhang Ze caught Wuming by chance, he, Lin Feng, and elders like Lao Li found the former site of the Spirit Snake Rudder and discovered the magic array and experimental records left by the Hundred Demons Sect.

At that time, no one knew what the Hundred Demons Sect was going to do, but adhering to the principle of making trouble for the enemy whether or not, Zhang Ze and Lily tampered with the experimental record.

Make the magic circle very unstable, flammable and explosive.

Because she and Captain Chen were both paying attention to Zhang Ze at the time, Mo Jingchun also saw the tampered magic circle and runes.

Although she couldn't understand it very well because she was not a professional, she still wrote down all the records.

Now when we compare them, they are almost identical.

I didn't expect that my unintentional action would lead to the escape of Wuyang.
Everyone was speechless after hearing this, but the old Sect Master Li started to make amends for Zhang Ze and Lily.

"It's not their fault. It's just that Wuyang is so different from ordinary people. He can run so fast." Old Tang shook his head, thinking it was just fate. He asked Qin Lang, "Can we still track him down?"

Qin Lang turned the camera back and pointed it at himself. "Grandma Anya said that Wuyang seemed to have run to the west of them, but she doesn't have the energy to track Wuyang right now. She's busy with your business."

"After all, all the causes and consequences should be at this Qinghe Conference."

Qin Lang ended the contact, waved his hand to call several elders of Yaowang Valley, and told them to keep an eye on the place. Then his figure flashed and disappeared on the spot like green smoke and mist.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the outskirts of the spiritual awakening site chosen by Grandma Anya.

But as soon as he landed, he was stopped by someone.

A barbarian king, eight feet tall and with a face as red as a date, reached out to stop Qin Lang, grinned at him with his big white teeth, and then pointed to the small card beside him.

[Qin Lang, the master of Medicine King Valley, forbids entry]

"Please be flexible and let me in to take a look. As a relative, I'm still your uncle." Qin Lang smiled and wanted to get away with it.

"My mother-in-law said that you can't go over there. Even if you say you are my father, it won't work." The barbarian king said in fluent Dongzhou dialect.

Seeing that there was no other way, Qin Lang could only walk to a high place with his hands behind his back and find a place where he could see the scene in the valley clearly.

It’s no wonder he was itching to do so, because part of the sacred tree of the Western Barbarians was right there.

I really want to touch it
Qin Lang put his hands in his pockets and looked into the valley.

In the valley, Xiaoxue was wearing white clothes and standing barefoot on a patch of grass.

Xiaoxue's true form is a twin sala. She is both two people and one person. Her situation is similar to Fuki's but not as outrageous.

Previously, they were entrusted by the old leader Li of the Beast Taming Sect. Because of the affairs of the village, one went to the west and the other went to the Beast Taming Sect.

The tree that is now in this spiritual awakening place is the one that leads to Xizhou.

The ceremony was simple, without any useless commemorations. It was completed the moment Xiaoxue reached out to take the golden branch handed to her by Grandma Anya.

Xiaoxue turned back into her original form.

A twin sala growing entangled.

But the other half of her branches had turned into a translucent gold.

With Xiaoxue as the bond, the Holy Tree and Xiaoxue of Qinghe Society were connected across space.

At the core of the Buddhist kingdom above Qinghehui, Xiaoxue has returned here after beating Lily and has also turned back into her original form.

But this one is not very beautiful because it is covered with oranges.

These oranges are now emitting a faint golden light, waiting for the moment to come into play.

On the Qinghe Association's martial arts stage.

As the most important person in charge of the process, Zhang Ze’s only wish now is to go home.

Although he needs to persevere for the sake of peace in the four continents, Zhang Ze really wants to go home now.

There's nothing I can do, it's really embarrassing.

After the earth trembled just now, I don't know what kind of power the broken flag exerted, but it directly "framed" the martial arts field.

There was clearly no obstacle at all, but Zhang Ze just couldn't leave the training ground, as if there was some divine will.

So, the current situation is that Zhang Ze is being chased all over the place by a naked man who is swinging that thing and waving a tattered flag.

Because he saw why Lao Wang failed in his attack just now, Zhang Ze was too lazy to waste his energy to attack again.

He just kept hiding, waiting for Old Tang's so-called process to be completed, and then the big guys would quickly take action to suppress this pervert.

Fortunately, the strange luck bestowed upon Xiao Teng by the broken flag did not affect the accuracy and power of his spellcasting, so although Zhang Ze was in a mess, he was unharmed.

However, even a clay man can get angry. After dodging the three black rays shot by Xiao Teng, Zhang Ze was really angry.

He turned around and swung his sword directly at Xiao Teng.

Zhang Ze didn't think he could really hit him, he was just angry.

However, the slap landed loudly on Xiao Teng's face.

Snapped!
Xiao Teng was stunned, and Zhang Ze was also stunned.

"You, you..." Xiao Teng stopped and pointed at Zhang Ze without saying a word for a long time.

He simply didn't understand why he, who had inherited the luck of the entire Dongzhou, would be slapped in the face.

However, Zhang Ze did not want to delve into the meaning of it.

He looked at Xiao Teng and sneered. Without caring about the reason at all, he took out his sword box and entered the soul fusion state. He swung the sword box and smashed it at Xiao Teng's head.

Because he had entered the state of spiritual fusion, he did not dodge Xiao Teng's attacks.

"Damn it, I gave you face!" Zhang Ze kicked Xiao Teng on the butt, knocked him down, and started to beat Xiao Teng unilaterally with the sword box.

Although Xiao Teng's luck at this time had no effect on Zhang Ze, the broken flag still protected Xiao Teng from being killed by Zhang Ze.

"How dare you hit me! I'm a descendant of royalty, a man of destiny!"

"Even if you're the Emperor of Dongqi, I'll still beat you up. I'll let you chase me naked. I don't care who you are. You're dead today!"

"The Emperor's flag protects me!"

"Protect your grandma's legs!"

"what!"

"So Brother Zhang can get angry! Amazing!" Zhuge was squatting on his seat in the stands, peeling an orange. "Hey, Junior Master-Uncle, have you ever seen Brother Zhang angry?"

Xiao Tang cracked some melon seeds and shook his head, "I don't remember. Whenever I saw him, he was always smiling."

"This man deserves to die." Zhuge also sighed.

"Indeed." Xiao Tang nodded.

While the uncle and nephew were chatting, something happened on Zhang Ze's side.

The Human Emperor Flag flashed, and then time seemed to stand still for a moment.

Then, the earth began to tremble and crack again.

A dazzling light seeped out from the crack in the ground, and the earth bulged, forming a throne-like platform, which lifted the place where Zhang Ze and Xiao Teng were standing off the ground and into the sky.

With the two people as the center, the starry sky began to spread, replacing the original sky, with dazzling stars and auroras.

Against the backdrop of this magnificent vision of heaven and earth, even the act of beating the naked man became sacred.

After the vision appeared, except for Mingzhi, all the people from the Sky Buddha Kingdom appeared around the platform.

Except for Old Tang, each of them protected an area and commanded the elders of each family to maintain order.

Old Tang held the blank golden talisman and stared at the Human Emperor flag in the hands of Zhang Ze and Xiao Teng.

At this moment, even the most slow-witted cultivator here could sense the unrivaled power of heaven and earth.

Heavy, cold, and impossible to resist.

Xiao Teng also distanced himself from Zhang Ze at this time. He raised the flag of the Human Emperor with his bare buttocks.

"The one with destiny should devour the heaven and earth."

Not only the world of Dongzhou, but even the destiny of the human race began to converge towards the Human Emperor Flag in Xiao Teng's hand, starting with the cultivators present.

Zhuge Ye shuddered. As a cultivator from Mount Longhu who was proficient in the Five Elements of Qimen, he clearly felt that something was leaving him.

It is his innate luck and destiny.

Zhuge also looked at Xiao Tang in shock, and Xiao Tang also looked at him at a loss.

Not only them, but many elders also showed expressions of fear.

Zhuge's hand also shook, and the half-peeled orange fell to the ground.

then
Then the orange started rolling.

The next second, more oranges flew out from the monk's hands, from the cracks in the ruins, and from all kinds of strange or not-so-strange nooks and crannies.

All the stripped luck was thrown towards Xiao Teng first!

"Eat the orange!"

In the Buddha's kingdom, Xiaoxue was shaking the leaves and speaking viciously.

(End of this chapter)