Cui Chenming said: "Holy Lord, if you can avenge your teacher, I, the Jueyang Sect, will be free to control you from now on!"
Lord Chunyun waved his hand: "Your teacher and I have a very good relationship. We are both fellow students in Luhun County. It doesn't have to be like this."
Zhao Ci was overjoyed: "So, the Holy Lord is willing to help?"
The Holy Lord nodded: "Of course."
Then the conversation changed: "But none of your teachers can match this person. I'm afraid it won't help if I go."
Zhao Ci heard this and glanced at Cui Chenming.
Cui Chenming took off the package on his body and said: "Shengjun, I think the Yang sect is not a big sect, and we don't have much savings on the mountain. These two hundred taels of silver are a little bit of our kindness, please accept it."
The sage closed his eyes and said, "As a cultivator, what is the use of money?"
After hearing this, Zhao Ci took out a wooden box from his arms and said, "Holy Lord, this is the secret medicine of my Jueyang Sect, Xia Dan. I hope that Holy Lord will not dislike it."
Lord Chunyun said: "We are all colleagues in Luhun County. It is my duty to avenge your teacher. I am not asking for anything from you. I am really incompetent."
Zhao Ci blinked, cupped his hands and said, "Please ask the sage to speak clearly."
Lord Chunyun said: "I, the Jifa Sect, are not short of money and elixirs."
After hearing this, Zhao Ci and Cui Chenming looked at each other and both turned blue.
The Jifa sect is not the right way. They eat human blood and have always been disdainful of the right way. However, they use evil to overcome the right, and the various sects in Luhun County can't do anything to them.
Zhao and Cui thought that maybe Chunyun Shengjun's evil method could deal with Lin Xiaodong, so they came to try their luck.
However, without shedding some blood, how could Holy Lord Chunyun help?
Zhao Ci stuttered: "Could it be that the Holy Lord wants..." Holy Lord Chunyun narrowed his eyes and smiled scornfully: "You want to avenge your teacher, but you don't want to bleed?"
Zhao Ci's heart skipped a beat: "Okay, I'll use my blood to ask the Holy Lord to take action!"
Holy Lord Chunyun shook his head: "You alone are not enough, I want the blood of everyone in your Jueyang sect!"
Without stopping, Zhao Ci nodded: "I promise!"
Lord Chunyun crossed his arms and smiled sinisterly: "If this is the case, there is a slight chance of winning against this evil way."
Zhao Ci and Cui Chenming returned to the mountain gate and called Dong Heyuan and Jia Gongda.
Dong Heyuan asked: "Is the Jifa Sect willing to help us?"
Zhao Ci nodded: "The Holy Lord agreed to take action."
Jia Gongda was overjoyed: "Great!"
Cui Chenming sighed: "But, they didn't help us in vain."
Dong Heyuan asked: "What do they want?"
Zhao Ci looked up at the sky: "They want the blood of our senior brothers."
Dong Heyuan and Jia Gongda both opened their mouths and stared: "Ah?"
Cui Chenming said: "Sage Chunyun is right. If you want to avenge your teacher, but don't want to bleed, how is it possible?"
Dong Heyuan said: "They want to use our blood to practice evil arts!"
Zhao Ci said: "If this were not the case, who else in Luhun County could be Lin Xiaodong's opponent?"
Jia Gongda sighed: "I never imagined that my Jueyang sect would have such a day."
Cui Chenming gritted his teeth: "Isn't it all because of Lin Xiaodong?"
Dong Heyuan said: "I listen to senior brother."
Ji Gongda nodded: "Yes, we are avenging the teacher and using evil to control evil. We have no choice but to do so."
In the evening, four brothers, Zhao Ci, came to Echang Mountain.
Seeing the disciples of the Jueyang sect gathered together, Sage Chunyun grinned sinisterly, showing one of his fangs, and said, "Please follow me, please."
Zhao Ci and the other two followed Lord Chunyun to the back of the palace. The smell of blood hit their faces, and a pool of blood suddenly appeared in front of them.
Zhao Ci and the four others covered their faces and retched.
Lord Chunyun narrowed his eyes, smiled, and clapped his hands.
Disciples of the Jifa Sect in red robes knelt around the blood pool, shaking their heads, closing their eyes and chanting mantras.
The blood water in the blood pool began to bubble with a red light, the ground trembled slightly, and a series of steps appeared in the blood water, extending to the round platform in the blood pool.
Lord Chunyun stretched out his hand and said, "Please."
Zhao Ci and the four of them were horrified and carefully stepped on the steps to the middle of the round platform.
The round platform was carved from a single piece of stone, engraved with circles of blood grooves and various complicated incantations.
Zhao Ci said: "Holy Lord, our brothers and sisters only bleed blood and do not practice the exercises of your Jifa Sect."
Lord Chunyun tilted his head and smiled ferociously: "It's not up to you!"
He spread his hands, and the blood in the pool turned into chains, entangling the four of them and kneeling on the ground.
Zhao Ci said angrily: "We are disciples of the Jueyang sect, how can we practice the evil methods of your Jifa sect!"
Lord Chunyun's eyes turned cold: "You begged me to avenge your teacher, but you insulted my Jifa Sect?"
Cui Chenming struggled desperately: "Let us go! We don't need you anymore!"
Holy Lord Chunyun flicked his sleeves: "It's too late!"
With a wave of his hand, the disciple came up and cut the wrists of the four people with a knife. The blood flowed into the round stone trough, like a blood vessel.
Lord Chunyun stood in the middle of the round platform with his hands spread out and looking at the sky.
The blood of Zhao Ci and the four others began to flow backwards along the stone trough, flowed onto their bodies, formed talismans, and disappeared.
Saint Chunyun said with a smile: "You are now my disciples of the Jifa Sect."
Zhao Ci stood up and clenched his fists, gnashing his teeth and asked angrily: "What did you do to us?"
Lord Chunyun said: "Of course I will give you magical powers."
Cui Chenming drew out the Fusion Secret Sword: "I will not be your disciple and practice the evil methods of Jifa Sect!"
Lord Chunyun snorted coldly, and the area on Cui Chenming's body where the blood had just flowed turned red. Immediately, there was severe pain all over his body, as if it was about to be torn apart. Veins on his forehead popped out, and his limbs were weak and paralyzed on the ground.
Holy Lord Chunyun closed his eyes and said: "If you disrespect me again, I will throw you into a pool of blood so that your bones will be gone and you will not be reincarnated."
The four of them had no choice but to give in and become disciples of the Jifa Sect.
Lord Chunyun said: "I keep my word. I will avenge your teacher tonight. Let's see what the blood of this evil way tastes like."
At midnight, a bloody light fell on Qiongchang Mountain, and Zhao Ci, Cui Chenming, Dong Heyuan, Jia Gongda, Chunyun Shengjun, as well as Jifa disciples Zhong Shengqing, Jiang Xiu, Pan Rong, and Gu Mingcong appeared together
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Lin Xiaodong gradually emerged outside the mountain gate, looking around, with an angry look on his face: "I didn't expect there are such evil obstacles in Luhun County!"
Zhao Ci pointed at Lin Xiaodong and said to Sage Chunyun: "Sage, this is the person who harmed my teacher!"
Lin Xiaodong glanced at Zhao Ci and the four of them, and snorted coldly: "I'm still thinking about why I haven't seen Yang Zhengji's disciples come to seek revenge on me. We haven't seen each other for these days. It turns out that they have fallen into disgrace and turned to evil ways and practiced evil methods."
Zhao Ci gritted his teeth when he heard this: "You killed my mentor, how can I not protect my revenge?"
Lin Xiaodong folded his arms sideways, closed his eyes and said indifferently: "In order to deal with me, your teacher helped the goblins capture the young women in the village. Should you die?"
Zhao Ci was furious when he heard this: "You bastard! I will kill you now!"
Yuanqing sword was unsheathed and he flew to get it.
Lin Xiaodong returned the favor with Ci Shenjian, holding both swords at the same time, fighting on foot for more than ten times.
How could Zhao Ci be an opponent? He couldn't resist, so he took the Heavenly Ruler in his arms, held it over his head and let it shine.
Lin Xiaodong stood still, and the Open Heaven Seal flew from the bottom of his sleeve, hanging on the top, and the golden light hung down to protect him, and he was not hurt at all.