Luo Shurong, who was deep in the Shanngling Temple, frowned and asked.
"For 300,000 years, Qingzong has guarded the Demonic Abyss and suffered countless casualties. Shanngling Temple has not been invaded by the Demonic Abyss, shouldn't it pay protection fees?"
In the past, the sages of the Qing Sect could only make trouble and not ask for anything. This time, Lin Changsheng was not used to these ungrateful dogs and must seek justice for the Qing Sect.
"Oh, fellow Taoist, that's wrong." A transparent figure appeared at the gate of the mountain, which was the incarnation of Luo Shurong. He sneered: "Shanglingguan didn't ask Qingzong to suppress the Demon Abyss. There is no protection fee at all.
What I said. Furthermore, my Shangling Temple is a first-class holy place, so why do I need the protection of others?"
Obviously, Luo Shurong did not intend to admit his guilt, and also made Qingzong disgusted.
"Back then, Qingzong reached an agreement with nearly a hundred forces in the empire. If the seal of the Demonic Abyss were to be loosened in the future, all forces would need to send strong men to suppress it together. Unexpectedly, only tens of thousands of years later, you would directly tear up the agreement.
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At that time, the head of the Qingzong had also hesitated to suppress the Moyuan, and all the responsibilities were borne by all parties.
However, once during this period, the demonic abyss was loosened, and a wisp of demonic power entered the world.
As a result, a star was completely demonized, involving hundreds of millions of living beings. Such a tragic situation deeply touched the hearts of the sages of the Qing Sect. They could ignore the various sects, but they could not watch innocent people die tragically.
In the end, the sages of Qingzong embarked on a road of no regrets.
As for the opinions of the world, it no longer matters.
What they protect is not the so-called holy land celestial beings, but this homeland that holds countless memories and the ordinary people who are trying to live.
"If that's the case, that's it. You guys actually secretly invaded our Qing Sect's resources and spiritual veins, forcing our Qing Sect to retreat. This is an unpardonable crime."
Lin Changsheng said sternly: "If Shangling Guan does not give me a satisfactory protection fee today, then Shangling Guan will never have peace from today on."
"Are you threatening Shanglingguan?" Luo Shurong scolded: "You alone are really ridiculous."
"I'm not here to joke with you."
After finishing his words, Lin Changsheng pointed at the incarnation of Luo Shurong in the void.
Phew!
Luo Shurong's incarnation collapsed directly, without any resistance.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Changsheng slapped the sect-protecting formation of Shanngling Temple with a palm.
"Boom——"
The sect-protecting formation shook violently, the earth shook and the mountains shook, a terrifying pressure rippled across the sky and the earth, and countless palaces shook and threatened to collapse.
"presumptuous!"
Everyone in the Shangling Temple was affected and became extremely angry.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of powerful monks gathered at the gate of the mountain. The leader was a middle-aged man in purple, Luo Shurong, the leader of the sect.
On both sides of Luo Shurong stood more than fifty old men, all of whom were core elders. The weakest ones were all powerful in the early Mahayana period.
"It's still too late to get out now."
Luo Shurong looked down at Lin Changsheng from a high position, with such overwhelming pressure that he blocked the sky and the sun.
The reason Shannglingguan didn't take action was because he wanted to save Lin Changsheng's life and let him go to the Demonic Abyss like the previous Qingzong ancestors.
There is nothing wrong with Moyuan, and the biggest beneficiaries are these top forces in the imperial state.
Therefore, there is an unwritten rule between these forces. As long as each successor of the Qingzong does not do anything excessive, no matter what he does, they are all going to die anyway, so there is no need to care.
In the eyes of these forces, the people of Qingzong are a bunch of fools who ruined the future of the sect for the sake of so-called righteous actions.
As for gratitude, maybe it happened many years ago! Now, they don't have such thoughts, they only have unlimited ridicule and use.
Seeing such a huge formation, Lin Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly and turned around.
"Hahaha......"
Luo Shurong and others laughed loudly.
"This person put on such a big show just now. He thought he was very capable, but he turned out to be a coward."
An elder said sarcastically.
"Just fulfill the responsibilities of Qingzong honestly. Come to my spiritual temple to make trouble and don't know whether to live or die."
After so many years, countless forces in the imperial state believed that it was natural for the Qingzong people to go to suppress the Demon Abyss.
The human heart is so cold.
Everyone in Shannglingguan thought it was okay, and occasionally used this matter to make fun of them, as if to show the strength of the sect and they were very proud.
A few days later, when an inner sect elder led a group of disciples to a resource area to collect spiritual minerals, they suddenly encountered Lin Changsheng who was blocking the way.
Lin Changsheng didn't say a word, but directly slapped the elder in the early stage of Mahayana with a slap, seriously injuring the elder. The hundreds of disciples who accompanied him were panicked, but they were not harmed.
"check!"
When this matter was reported back to Shanglingguan, the senior officials were furious.
However, they could find no trace of Lin Changsheng at all.
Lin Changsheng left that day, not because he was afraid of death, but because he single-handedly made an enemy of the entire sect, which was not a wise move. Since he decided to ask for protection money, he could not leave empty-handed.
Defeat them one by one, disrupting the daily order of Shanglingguan.
If Shanglingguan is still ignorant, then Lin Changsheng will not injure the elders who are out, but directly kill them.
There is no innocent person in the upper echelons of Shanglingguan. They are enjoying the resources of the Holy Land and trampling on the dignity of the Qingzong. Furthermore, there is no mercy in the world of cultivation. The people of the Holy Mother have long since died.
Some time later, a certain resource vein in Shannglingguan was attacked, causing heavy losses.
A few days later, the law enforcement team that went out to hunt down the real culprit was completely wiped out, and they were tied to a big tree with a rope, leaving only a piece of underpants on them.
One of the core elders of the late Mahayana period met Lin Changsheng who was blocking the way. He was extremely confident in his own strength and fought angrily.
After more than a hundred moves, the elder died.
Originally, Lin Changsheng did not want to kill anyone, but this man was so murderous that his words were all insults to Qing Zong.
If he hadn't killed this person, I really would have thought that Lin Changsheng was a kind person.
Lin Changsheng held up the elder's head and swaggered at the mountain gate of Shangling Temple and threw it out: "If you pay the protection fee, you will be fine for the time being. If you don't pay it, there will never be peace in Shangling Temple."
"Set up a formation and kill him!"
Shanglingguan didn't care about the demonic abyss, it just wanted to kill Lin Changsheng.
Countless powers emerged from all directions, surrounding Lin Changsheng.
In response to this, Lin Changsheng remained calm and had already thought of a way to deal with it.
Qing Zong has many top magical powers, and Lin Changsheng has the ability to break through the siege. However, before breaking through the siege, he needs a few people to let the Shangling Temple and all the forces watching this scene know his determination.
"The ancestors of my sect are so kind to you and other things that are worse than pigs and dogs. If I had been born a hundred thousand years earlier, I would have wiped out the empire and dragged you and others to die together."
Lin Changsheng said coldly, and a three-foot sword appeared in his hand, sweeping out and breaking the vicious formation in all directions.
With a few more swords, he cut off the head of an early Mahayana elder. Blood spurted out, which was shocking.