Chen Mengyun and others were stunned when they heard this. They did not expect that the battle between the two factions of water and fire in Lushan was actually the conspiracy of the Qianli Sect! Lord Ranchen smiled contemptuously and said: "It's a pity that your queen mother realized it later. My goal has been achieved!"
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After that, he took out the bell that had absorbed the red energy from the mountain that day in Dinglu Mountain, and said, "My treasure has been refined. This treasure is called Chiyun Bell!"
The Blazing Cloud Bell appeared, its red light soaring into the sky, not the red of the clouds, but the terrifying blood red! The murderous aura rushed towards them, and Chen Mengyun, Wei Hongyuan and others suddenly had evil thoughts and were angry for no reason.
Even Master Yinghua was affected. He was inexplicably irritable and irritable. He carefully observed the Chiyun Bell, and suddenly felt a trance in front of his eyes. He saw the scene of the bloody fight between the water and fire factions in Dinglu Mountain that day. Countless people looked ferocious and wanted to fight with each other.
The enemies will perish together, and they will never stop fighting.
Master Yinghua suddenly realized the truth, suddenly came back to his senses, and said: "You provoked the dispute between the water and fire factions just to absorb the murderous energy and refine this treasure?"
Holy Lord Ranchen smiled proudly: "That's right! The two factions of water and fire have been grudged for decades and have long wanted to fight to the death. So I fulfilled their wish and gave them this opportunity, and then used it to collect some killing energy.
Refining treasures!”
Master Yinghua couldn't bear it anymore and took action directly: "Just to refine a treasure, I killed nearly half of the Taoists in the entire Shannan Dao, and countless Taoist sects were almost wiped out. The crime is unforgivable!"
Yunyan Ruyi released a large cloud and mist, rushing towards Ranchen Saint Lord and others. Ranchen Saint Lord strolled in the court, raised the Blazing Cloud Bell, and released red clouds. Each one was like a floating blood mist, and the air
It was filled with the smell of bloody iron and rust, and was filled with the murderous thoughts of countless people before their death, making everyone in the Shiyue audience gnash their teeth, their eyes red, and their expressions crazy.
The Blazing Cloud Bell absorbed the thoughts of nearly a hundred Taoists before they died, which was far beyond the power of Master Yinghua alone. The clouds and mist were gradually dyed red by the blood clouds, and floated towards her in the opposite direction.
Master Yinghua hurriedly stepped back, but Yunyan Ruyi couldn't dodge, and was contaminated by blood, covering up the treasure's light, and fell down.
Holy Lord Ranchen smiled scornfully: "I asked you to surrender before, but you refused. Now if you want to surrender, you have no chance. You all should die."
After saying that, he spread his hands and the red clouds floated towards the Shiyue audience. Master Yinghua looked back and saw that all the disciples had already turned red and looked crazy. Only then did they realize that the murderous aura on the Blazing Cloud Bell would interfere with other people's consciousness.
Fortunately, Master Yinghua has more than a hundred years of practice. When the red cloud came, he simply did not hide and closed his eyes.
Entering samadhi while fighting with others, such a state is unique in Shannan Road. The human heart is immovable, and everything should be as motionless as it should be observed, spotless. The clouds and smoke that were originally polluted by blood suddenly reappeared as precious light.
The white light protected the disciples and blocked the blood cloud. Chen Mengyun and others who had lost their minds suddenly came back to their senses. They recalled the murderous thoughts in their hearts just now and stared at each other in fear.
Master Yinghua stood still and closed his eyes. In his concentration, he was willing to sacrifice his own cultivation to protect the disciples of the mountain. However, Saint Lord Ranchen was reluctant to part with his own magic power. Seeing that Chiyun Bell could not break through Yunyan Ruyi, he decided to retreat and was unwilling to do so.
He said: "It doesn't matter. When I subdue the other sects and bring everyone to your mountain gate, by then, you will still be able to defend it."
After saying that, Chiyun Bell released a blood cloud, wrapped all the disciples in it, flew into the sky, and disappeared.
Master Yinghua opened his eyes and breathed heavily. He had just protected the disciples, but the loss was considerable! Chen Mengyun and others gathered around: "Master!"
Master Yinghua said to Chen Mengyun: "Go and tell Elder Lin about this quickly, and the others will follow me to activate the mountain protection formation."
Chen Mengyun went down the mountain and rushed to Shiyue Temple. Wei Hongyuan and others opened the mountain guarding formation, and the mountain gate was tightly closed and heavily guarded.
Uninvited guests also came to Pingliang Mountain. In the morning, Xie Wenlun walked up the mountain alone and swaggeringly.
Zeng Junmin was practicing with his second-generation disciples. When he saw Xie Wenlun coming up, Zeng Junmin cursed: "You traitor, how dare you come to the mountain gate?"
Pan Xiaoxing pointed at Xie Wenlun and shouted: "Why did Uncle Wu forget what he told you?"
Xie Wenlun grinned: "Wu Bingjie can't protect herself, how can she have time to care about your Lingquan Sect's business?"
Zeng Junmin pointed down the mountain and said: "Get out of here quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Xie Wenlun looked at Zeng Junmin with a cold face for a while, and said with a disdainful smile: "I really feel sorry for you. If you follow a mediocre teacher, you are destined to have no great achievements in your life."
Zeng Junmin said coldly: "What's wrong? The Huoyun Sect is on its last legs, and you rebelled against the mountain sect again and went to another master?"
Xie Wenlun's face turned cold, he nodded, and said with his hands behind his back: "Not bad."
Zeng Junmin sneered and said: "I betrayed two sects in a row in half a year. Junior brother, I really belong to you."
Xie Wenlun raised his head and said: "You won't suffer any loss when you compare with others. Unlike you, who is determined to follow your boss, blinding your eyes with a leaf, guarding a drop of water, and missing an entire ocean!"
Zeng Junmin asked: "So you have found your sea?"
Xie Wenlun's eyes suddenly became fierce: "That's right! I am now a disciple of the Mo Fengshan Qianli Sect, and I want to conquer your Lingquan Sect!"
Zeng Junmin looked up to the sky and laughed: "Conquer?
What Qianli Sect?
Just you?
Junior brother, I’m not telling you, you’ve switched jobs to three different companies, you’re like a weasel laying waste to a mouse, one litter is worse than the next. The Huoyun Sect has a name and a surname after all. What are you talking about, the Mo Fengshan Thousand Miles Sect, the Shannan Taoist Sect? Has anyone heard of it?
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Xie Wenlun looked in the direction of Shiyue View and said with a scornful smile: "You will hear about it soon."
Zeng Junmin lost his patience, picked up the flying frost shovel and said fiercely: "Hurry up, senior brother, you're welcome!"
The flying frost shovel turned into cold light and flew towards Xie Wenlun.
Xie Wenlun took out the Dark Cloud Bell, opened the bell's mouth, and put the cold light in.
Zeng Junmin then lost the sense of the flying frost shovel and said in shock: "Where did this treasure come from?
Where did you get your cultivation?"
Xie Wenlun smiled proudly: "This is the difference between meeting a Master and not meeting a Master. Third Senior Brother, how much cultivation have you gained by following Taoist Linquan for so many years?"
Zeng Junmin avoided talking and said: "The purpose of cultivating Taoism is to transcend life and death and get rid of ignorance. Is it important how much magic power you have?"
Xie Wenlun spread his hands: "Do you really believe this nonsense from Linquan Taoist?
Mana is power, power is power, money, women, everything!"
Zeng Junmin shook his head: "Junior brother, you have gone astray!"
Xie Wenlun said fiercely: "Then show me your righteous methods quickly!"
Zeng Junmin took out the Wanren mirror, raised it in the air, and looked at Xie Wenlun. Many ice picks flew out of the mirror.
Xie Wenlun grinned, the Dark Cloud Bell rose above his head, and a white light hung down. The ice blades fell, hit the white light, broke one after another, and fell into pieces of ice all over the ground.
Seeing this, Zeng Junmin reluctantly took back the Wanren Mirror and said: "The evil will not prevail against the good! Xiaoxing, go and call Elder Lin and the leader!"