"According to the importance people in this world place on the two emperors, my Chinese characters will definitely increase their persuasiveness. They may regard this treasure map as a real treasure, and it may even cause a river of blood to flow."
A smile appeared on Ye Fan's face, and the bad anger in his heart seemed to be vented.
Speaking of which, he was just scribbling, and the parchment actually didn't hide anything.
However, many martial arts masters are convinced that there is a shocking secret hidden in this parchment.
Even Abbot Wuci of Shaoshi and Master Kuiqing of Xingyun actually felt that there must be a big secret in the parchment.
On Shaoshi Mountain, the sun was shining brightly, but everyone was looking at the treasure map with fiery eyes.
Wuci's eyes were gloomy, and he no longer looked like the eminent monk he had become in the past.
Kui Qing whispered from the side: "Every time a treasure comes out of the sky, it must be accompanied by mountains of corpses and seas of blood!"
Wuci shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, good, good, good!"
"Actually, this treasure map is not the key. The key is to find the leader of the Demon Cult."
"Yes! Even if this treasure map is real, we can't decipher it at all."
Kwai Ching and Wu Ci said soothing words.
But suddenly I heard: "Bald donkey of Shaoshi Mountain, today this young master is here to collect the blood debt!"
This voice was extremely vicious, making people feel like they were seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Everyone couldn't help but feel shocked. At this moment, a person walked up from the foot of Shaoshi Mountain step by step.
This man had an extremely malicious expression on his face. He looked at the people on the mountain, his eyes were blood red, and his originally handsome face became extremely distorted.
"Cold to the bone?"
"You're not dead?"
"He was taken away by Old Man Tianzang!"
Some of the people on the mountain had complicated expressions, some looked like they were watching a good show, and some had chills in their hearts.
"How could I be willing to die? You hypocrites are not dead, so I will not die!"
No one can understand that kind of unwillingness and pain that is so cold that it cuts to the bone.
Every night, the feeling of family destruction and death kept torturing him in his heart. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see the tragic death of his parents, relatives, and hundreds of people in Hanjia Valley.
Every time he thought of these things, his heart felt like a knife.
"Wuci old bald donkey, you damn bald donkey, you claim to be the righteous person in the world and the Beidou of the world, but you just watch me, Hanjiagu, wipe out the whole family and ignore it!"
"Sword King, you are also a famous figure in the world, and you are respected by people all over the world in the Demon Slayer Sect. But you have allowed your subordinates to kill innocent people in my Han Family Valley. You are simply an executioner!"
"Master Kwai Ching, you dare to claim to be the leader of the Taoist sect. In your eyes, apart from fame and fortune, you can't hold anything else in mind. Originally, everyone in this world is utilitarian, and I can't blame you, but I just can't see it.
I’m used to you talking so much about benevolence and morality, but what you do is men steal and women prostitute!”
Han's bone-chilling words were a slap in the face to many of the heroes on Shaoshi Mountain, especially Abbot Wuci and Elder Kui Qing, whose faces were so dark that they were shameless.
Abbot Wuci recited a Buddhist name and said:
"Donor, you are obsessed!"
He took a breath that was chilling to the bone: "Old bald donkey, don't talk nonsense anymore. Your young master is here today. Haven't you always wanted my life? Come and take it!"
The bone-chilling voice sounded like a madman, and the pain for many days had completely driven him crazy.
He knew at the beginning that this treasure map was very important. If it was not handled properly, it might bring disaster to his family.
But I didn't expect that even though I was mentally prepared, when the disaster actually struck, it would be so difficult to accept it.
"I used to think that there is good and evil in the world, but today I know where good and evil come from. It's just the difference between a true villain and a hypocrite."
Han cursed with bone-piercing curses, damaging all the heroes. Gradually, some of them lost their composure.
Suddenly, a young man jumped out. He was a descendant of the Hu family from one of the three great aristocratic families.
"Little thief, you deserve the destruction of your family. Who asked you to keep something that didn't belong to you? You asked for it yourself, but you still come here to make trouble for yourself. Look, I will send you to see your parents today.
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As soon as these words came out, Han Chigu, who was still yelling, immediately fell silent.
Jing Jing is quiet, but you can also feel that his current aura is colder than before, and his eyes are all covered with blood red.
I saw him suddenly pounce on the young man, just like a hungry wolf pounces on a sheep, with bursts of blood and ferocity.
When Wan Zhennan saw the chaos about to begin, his eyes lit up with joy, and he glanced at the crowd seemingly unintentionally.
Dozens of people in the crowd looked at him. Wan Zhennan nodded, his eyes flashing coldly.
When Han Chegu fought with people from the three major families, joy appeared in Wan Zhennan's eyes.
Among the crowd, someone looked at Wan Zhennan inquiringly, and Wan Zhennan nodded slightly.
Immediately, more than a dozen people in the crowd quietly walked towards the palace on Shaoshi Mountain.
These actions were very secretive, and no one discovered this.
The fight between Han Chegu and the disciples of the three great families continued, but suddenly, thick smoke suddenly rose outside the palace on Shaoshi Mountain.
Wan Zhennan pretended to be the first to discover it, only to hear him shout anxiously:
"Look, there's smoke coming from somewhere. It should be the palace that's burning!"
These words immediately attracted the attention of the audience, just like adding a ladle of water to a hot oil pan and boiling it completely.
Especially the faces of many disciples from Shaoshi Mountain suddenly changed. The already noisy crowd suddenly became even more excited.
Abbot Wuci's face gradually became anxious, and he shouted loudly:
"Hurry up and put out the fire, hurry up and put out the fire!"
Many Shaoshishan disciples immediately took action.
Some used buckets, some used basins, and some used ladles, and went straight to the kitchen to get water to put out the fire.
Abbot Wuci took a look at the treasure map, which was now held by several Luohan Hall disciples in Shaoshi Mountain.
At this moment, these Luohan Hall disciples were also anxious and wanted to put out the fire, but the treasure map in their hands was so precious that they did not dare to act for a while.
Abbot Wuci thought about it and said to several people:
"Wuxin, you take the treasure map, and the others, come with me to put out the fire!"
Wuxin was the youngest, but when he heard the abbot's words, he said anxiously:
"Abbott, I want to put out the fire too! I can't just watch the fire burn down my home!"
Abbot Wuci darkened his face:
"Everything is important. This treasure map is very important. You must take good care of it!"
"Abbot?" Wu Xin was anxious.
Abbot Wuci said in a stern voice: "Be obedient!"
Wu Xin could only say depressedly: "Yes! Disciple obeys!"
However, the fight between Han Chegu and the disciple of that family was not stopped by the fire.
In fact, the disciple of the aristocratic family had already wanted to escape, but he found that this bone-chilling ability far exceeded his expectations, making it very difficult for him to cope with it.
However, he wanted to escape, but Han Chegu refused to agree.
He had just insulted Han Chegu's family, which was the real pain in Han Chegu's heart. There was no way he would let go of this disciple of the aristocratic family.
Moreover, Han Chegu's strength is far stronger than his opponent.