After inexplicably subduing an ancient mythical beast, Chen Tian couldn't be happy.
He never liked trouble.
And raising a mythical beast requires not only taking care of its life, but also training it to be obedient and not to cause trouble. The Qilong is undoubtedly a troublesome thing.
How about killing him, peeling off his skin and sharing it with everyone?
Qilong probably felt Chen Tian's malicious eyes, and was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly, and the mane on his neck flew with it.
As a result, Tong Ruoran ran over happily and put his arms around Qilong: "Wow, it's so furry and cute!"
"Do you want to raise it?"
"A bit, but the nails on its toes are too long. I think the Xianyin Pavilion will have to be demolished."
The words just fell.
Qilong changed in response, and the originally sharp dragon claws retracted with a click.
Chen Tian was startled: "What about this?"
"Shedding hair is difficult to take care of."
Qilong hurriedly shook his head, transformed again, and his slender mane instantly retracted.
"What now?"
"No hair, so naked that it's not cute anymore..." Qilong's eyes widened and he suddenly froze, lying in Tong Ruoran's arms and looking at her resentfully.
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, this Qilong was also an ancient giant beast after all, but how could the two of them play with it like this, flattening and rounding it?
However, when they thought of Chen Tian's terrifying combat power, everyone couldn't help but feel relieved. The overwhelming pressure made Qilong meow in fear, and he changed his appearance several times in response to the situation. So what?
Life is not as important as dignity! What's more, Xianyin Pavilion is full of young and beautiful fairies. If Qilong hugs this fragrant thigh, maybe he can really achieve enlightenment.
"Stop messing with it."
Chen Tian smiled slightly.
He held down Qilong's horns, channeled a ray of pure spiritual power, and said casually to Tong Ruoran: "Xianyin Pavilion doesn't have a mountain-suppressing beast yet, so keep it."
"That's true."
Tong Ruoran nodded.
Lowering her head and looking down at Qilong, who was gradually recovering from his injuries and falling into a deep sleep again, she asked Chentian: "It's getting very late, why should we go to Dujiagou now?"
"Go."
"Going overnight?"
"right."
Chen Tian nodded slightly, and after briefly explaining a few words to Fan Sheng and Li Jie, he then said to Tong Ruoran: "And it's better to walk instead of flying in the air."
Although Tong Ruoran didn't understand his intention, he still hugged Qilong and followed him step by step.
The late moon hangs over Dongshan.
It sheds a silvery light.
Yin Luwei, who was in the middle region of Cangxi, suddenly felt a little restless and restless, and even using the Qingxin Jue had no effect.
At this time, the disciples from the outer sect suddenly broke into the central hall and extinguished the candles, suddenly plunging the room into darkness.
"presumptuous!"
A sharp roar shocked the disciple's heart and caused him to vomit blood immediately.
But he didn't dare to stretch out his hand to wipe it. Instead, he knelt down and said quickly: "Report to the sect master!"
"There is news from the ancestral temple!"
"The two fortune cards with the character "Lu" have broken apart!"
"What?"
Yin Luwei was suddenly shocked. The word "Lu" was the life card of his blood brother. Once it was damaged, it meant that someone would definitely die.
He shouted: "What did you just say!"
"The two destiny tablets with the character "Lu" have broken apart..." The disciple knelt on the ground, trembling.
However, before he finished speaking, Yin Luwei flew into the sky, broke through the roof of the nave, and smashed directly into the ancestral temple.
After receiving the news, all the major officials gathered together. Although it was late at night, everyone knew that the matter was not a trivial matter.
Even the five elders who were in retreat had opened the mountain door and were sitting at the head table with their eyes closed and their eyebrows furrowed.
"Master of the house."
At this point, Yin Jianye didn't care about being polite and said bluntly: "The second uncle and the seventh uncle are gone."
"Be specific!"
"The seventh uncle took the first step and was killed immediately, but the second uncle seemed to be seriously injured and escaped, but in the end..." Yin Jianye thought for a while, repeated his words, and finally came up with the unbelievable result.
"The second uncle's destiny card is different from the seventh uncle's. It gradually collapses and slowly disintegrates."
As soon as these words came out, everyone frowned and understood the meaning contained in them.
The life cards can be regarded as the second life characteristics of the monks, faithfully reflecting the physical condition of the monks. The Yin family has a great cause, so the life cards they refine are naturally more sophisticated, and the monks' emotional fluctuations can even be observed.
So - what did Yin Jianye's so-called second uncle, Yin Luqi, experience before his death?
"The second uncle's emotions have always fluctuated greatly, but before his death, he struggled most intensely, like a stormy sea."
Yin Jianye took a deep breath and said firmly: "He must have been tortured before he died. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was cut into pieces by a thousand cuts."
"Angry, shock, fear, unwillingness, regret."
Yin Jianye's thoughts were very delicate. After making his statement, he raised his head and looked at the many elders: "There is still a final and hopeless struggle to die."
"Keep talking!"
Yin Lu gritted his teeth slightly.
The ancestor Yin Tianqi who lived ten thousand years ago suddenly lost his soul. Before his death, he sent back a portrait. He felt that there must be something fishy about the matter, so he ordered an investigation.
The second brother Yin Luqi had always been a wild and unruly man, but he took the initiative to ask for help. Of course he knew that he was not successful enough, so he sent the seventh brother Yin Luqi to assist him.
Unexpectedly! Both of them actually died! Moreover, the second brother was tortured before his death and suffered terribly. Looking at the whole world, who dares to offend the Yin family like this?
It must be that portrait! It must be that boy Chen Tian! In the end, Yin Jianye denied his conjecture with one sentence: "The madman who tortured the second uncle is not at a high level, roughly only at the Lingxiao level."
"But he didn't use his spiritual power. Instead, he used an ordinary dagger to bleed the second uncle to death alive."
"First he cut off his hands and feet, and then peeled off twelve meridians inch by inch. He also broke all his limbs and bones, and all his beard, hair and teeth were pulled out and broken."
Hear this.
Everyone felt a chill running down their backs and reaching their scalps, making them feel a little scared.
What a cruel method! What outrageous thing did Yin Luqi do that made the murderer do such a vicious thing! Even if everyone had seen the bloody storm, after hearing this, they couldn't help but frown.
And this is just a listen. How desperate must Yin Luqi be when facing these tortures?
They shuddered! But Yin Jianye's next words made everyone's fear increase tenfold! "This torture lasted for three full days without stopping for a moment."
Hiss - Not to mention the head of the family, Yin Luwei, gasped for air, even the five elders who were sitting upright couldn't help but open their eyes, extremely shocked.
"Be bold!"
"The boldness of heaven!"
Yin Luwei's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he was furious for a moment: "When have I, a descendant of the Yin family, ever been humiliated like this?"
"Chentian!"
"Then there is that madman!"
"I want to cut his body into pieces, pull out his soul, and suffer the pain of being washed away by three thousand weak waters!"
Yin Luwei was as furious as thunder, his robes were not moving in the wind, his drum was as swollen as a frog, and an active volcano in his heart was obviously raging.
"Master, please be calm."
The elder sitting at the head of the group spoke, and the five of them were like one person, opening their mouths and speaking at the same time. The scene was extremely bizarre.
Although Yin Luwei was furious, when he heard the pan-pan syllables coming from the hall, he still suppressed his anger, cupped his hands and said: "Senior, please decide the matter, and I, the junior, must obey your orders."
However, the five elders did not respond. Instead, they all focused on Yin Jianye. This great-great-grandson of an unknown number of generations was the most outstanding talent of the Yin family in the past thousand years.
Not to mention outstanding talent.
His temperament is also extremely calm.
The ancestors of the Yin family did not even choose to seize such an outstanding young talent, just so that he could thrive and recreate the glory of the Yin family thousands of years ago.
As for the current head of the family, he is really embarrassed to hold such a big responsibility and can barely be regarded as a conservative person.
Moreover, his extremely defensive character makes it difficult for the brothers and sisters around him to gain effective training.
Such people.
Normally he can be a kind and good brother.
But as of now, the four worlds of Fenxiang, Liuli, Qinglan, and Lige have been robbed of their essence.
And Chentian is probably the famous god of death. How can Yin Luwei take on this important task?
The five elders knew it very well.
So when he looked at Yin Jianye, he couldn't help but soften his eyes and said slowly.
