Pang Yuan immediately dragged the woman out of the cave with his own hands, washed her body, wrapped her in a blanket, put it under her arm, and entered the cave.
Placed on the cold jade bed, the woman was so frightened that her eyes were blank, her expression was dull, and she kept shouting "Mother".
The ancestor opened the blanket and looked at the fair body, he was not moved at all.
Twisting the woman's head with one hand and exposing her neck, the ancestor bit open the carotid artery and sucked greedily.
Pang Yuan was watching from the side, not shy at all.
Apparently, this happened so many times that he was used to it.
The woman was still trembling and struggling at first, and gradually her body became limp, her whole body turned deathly white, and her skin slowly shriveled up.
After sucking the blood, the ancestor straightened up. His wrinkled face was actually much plumper, and his body looked better.
"Get ready to discuss matters and come to Yongsheng Hall."
The ancestor stood up, and Pang Yuan took the order, wrapped the woman's body and put it under his arm.
When he arrived outside the door, Pang Yuan threw the body to his two junior brothers and asked them to dispose of it.
These two junior brothers had a disgusting habit of putting women's bodies into ice cellars.
Pang Yuan came down from the mountain and returned to the cave. Ran Kui came in.
"Ancestor has given orders to prepare the ceremony immediately."
Pang Yuan ordered, and Ran Kui said in shock: "But...Senior Brother Cheng Bangxiong's condition is not very good. Now that the ceremony is started, I'm afraid..."
Pang Yuan was a little helpless and said: "The ancestor ordered me, there is nothing I can do as a teacher, just prepare."
Having said this, Ran Kui had no choice but to take orders and prepare.
After coming out of the cave, Ran Kui walked for a while and entered a special cave.
It's very cold here, and there's a thin layer of frost inside.
A middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged on a futon and meditating, with a solemn expression and a hint of death.
"Senior Brother Cheng, our ancestor has ordered us to hold a ceremony tonight."
Ran Kui sighed with a sigh, this Cheng Bangxiong once taught him martial arts, and the two had a good relationship.
Cheng Bangxiong slowly opened his eyes, took a long breath, and said, "I understand."
Ran Kui sighed slightly, turned around and walked out of the cave, walking up to a cave with three words written on it: Yongsheng Hall.
Ran Kui walked in and saw three cold jade coffins placed in the middle, with a thick layer of ice underneath.
"Senior Brother Ran."
Seeing Ran Kui come in, several female disciples immediately came over to pay their respects.
Ran Kui ordered: "Ancestor will hold a ceremony tonight, you should prepare immediately."
The female disciple felt a little surprised and suddenly said that a ceremony would be held.
"yes!"
Without any time to think about it, the female disciple immediately prepared for the ceremony.
Not long after.
Cheng Bangxiong walked slowly into the Yongsheng Hall wearing light white clothes. When the female disciple saw him, he immediately bowed: "Senior Brother Cheng."
Cheng Bangxiong ignored the female disciple and slowly walked towards the cold jade coffin in the middle.
When he got to the coffin, he looked at it with dull eyes, then smiled slightly and slowly lay down.
The female disciple looked a little sad when she saw Cheng Bangxiong lying down.
Cheng Bangxiong is a rare genius from the Bu Lao Sect. His cultivation is said to have reached the level of Emperor, but it is a pity that he has to be sacrificed.
After a while, the leader Pang Yuan walked in accompanied by his ancestor, with Ouyang Yongsheng behind him.
"Where is this?"
Entering the Hall of Immortality, Ouyang Yongsheng shivered. It was too cold here and the atmosphere was weird.
"This is the Hall of Immortality, and the ancestor wants to teach you the skills."
Ran Kui coaxed in a low voice.
Ouyang Yongsheng said in surprise: "I'm going to teach you Kung Fu just after I get started?"
Ran Kui whispered: "Ordinary people practice for decades. They usually start practicing at a certain age. You are already 18 years old. If you follow the ordinary practice method, you will become a master in the years of the monkey and the horse in the moon."
After hearing this, Ouyang Yongsheng felt that it made sense.
If you practice step by step and want to become a master who can take over as the leader, God knows what year and month it will take.
If it could be taught directly, wouldn’t it be a leap to the sky?
Ouyang Yongsheng followed behind him enthusiastically, and no longer cared so much about the cold in the cave.
When the ancestor arrived in the middle, he felt very satisfied when he saw Cheng Bangxiong sleeping peacefully.
This disciple's love is not in vain, he is willing to sacrifice himself at the critical moment. Bayi Chinese website
The ancestor lay down in the innermost cold jade coffin. Pang Yuan pointed to the outermost cold jade coffin and said to Ouyang Yongsheng: "Lie down too."
Ouyang Yongsheng asked strangely: "Who is this person?"
Pang Yuan chuckled and said: "This is your senior brother. He has a very high level of cultivation. Later, the ancestors will pass the skills to him and then to you."
Ouyang Yongsheng scratched his head and said, "Why don't you just pass it to me?"
Ran Kui said: "You have no cultivation at all. If I pass it on to you directly, you will die."
Ouyang Yongsheng suddenly said: "This senior brother is buffering me. Is that what you mean?"
Pang Yuan said approvingly: "You can teach me, you can learn it in just a few clicks. Just lie down."
Ouyang Yongsheng looked at the beautiful female disciples around him and lay happily in the cold jade coffin.
After closing the coffin lid, Pang Yuan began the ceremony.
At the foot of the mountain.
Long Chen and the others rode horses and slowly arrived in front of the mountain gate.
There was a wooden gun hanging on the horse's back, and there was a long sword on Long Chen's waist.
Wooden spears are used to deal with ghosts, and long swords are used to kill ordinary people.
"Wangshan is running to death. It's right in front of you, but you've been walking for so long."
Gan Xin couldn't help but sigh.
Just now I saw Xuemao Mountain not far away, but it took me a long time to reach the foot of the mountain.
Mo Lin said: "As long as we arrive, shall we go up?"
Several people were waiting for Long Chen's instructions.
Long Chen raised his head and looked at Xuemao Mountain and said, "It feels so familiar. It looks like Holy Snow Peak."
Ziyun and Miaoyin also feel this way.
"Let's go!"
Long Chen was the first to move forward on horseback.
Arriving in front of the mountain gate, two disciples guarding the mountain immediately came down with swords and yelled: "Who!"
Long Chen smiled on the horse and said: "We are here to find your ancestor."
The disciples were shocked. The ancestor was the secret of the old sect and outsiders should not know it.
"Who are you! We only have the leader here, not the ancestor!"
The disciple denied it. The woods in the darkness moved, and it was obvious that someone was ambushing him.
Gan Xin deliberately teased him, got off his horse, took a puff of dry smoke, blew it out at his disciples, and said with a smile: "We are your ancestor's friends, how could you lie to us?"
Mo Lin smiled and said: "You dare to be so disrespectful to our ancestors at such a young age, you should be killed!"
The two disciples scolded sternly: "We don't have any ancestors here. Anyone who breaks into the sect without mercy will be killed without mercy!"
Gan Xin smiled and smoked a dry cigarette, while the two disciples guarding the mountain slowly fell to the ground.
Ganxin's tobacco was poisonous, and two disciples were poisoned to death.
The moment the two disciples fell to the ground, several cold arrows flew out of the woods, and a dozen disciples suddenly rushed out, holding sharp blades to kill everyone.
Mo Lin took out a judge's pen in his hand and swung it at the dozen or so disciples who were rushing towards him. A jet of black poisonous water spurted out. The disciples who touched it screamed and fell to the ground dead.
Miaoyin praised: "Wanjinlou's methods are different, they are very vicious."
Master Ziyun asked Gan Xin: "Your method is to use poisonous smoke?"
Gan Xin helplessly smiled and said: "Actually, I am good at using fire, but now... hehe, I don't dare to use it anymore."
Originally, Gan Xin carried a wine gourd with fire oil inside, and he used fire to attack it.
But now, my body has changed and I dare not use Ganxin anymore.
"I also heard that there is an assassin in Wanjin Tower who is good at fire attacks. It turns out it's you."
Master Ziyun suddenly realized.
Gan Xin said awkwardly: "It's a thing of the past, there's nothing we can do about it."
Long Chen got off his horse, tied his horse in the woods, and walked up slowly with the five of them.
