Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-fifth: Thousands Worship
Long You slept until almost afternoon before getting up. When he opened his eyes, he saw two heads staring at him.
He showed a harmless smile.
"morning!"
Miao Haocang sneered and looked at him deeply.
Long You was deliberately stalling for time, he could tell.
But there was really nothing he could do about it.
If you want to procrastinate, just procrastinate. I'm afraid even procrastinating will be useless.
After going out, he originally said that he wanted to go on the road, but Long You insisted on saying that he wanted to eat, and he had to cook it himself. He also wanted fresh ingredients, so he had to go to the snowy mountains to kill monsters. After a lot of trouble, it was dark again.
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After that, he came up with all the excuses. He didn't want to go out because it was snowing. The snow was too thick and he couldn't walk. It was too cold here and he couldn't move. Zhige looked at him with murderous eyes.
And he also succeeded in taking the journey that could have taken three days and walked it for half a month.
By the end, Miao Haocang had developed a character that was completely unmoved.
The front finally reached the end of the snowy area. No matter how much Long You delayed, he had no choice but to die.
And Ye Wu's eyes fell on the snow-capped mountain in front of him.
It was a towering mountain that almost reached the clouds. The mountain was covered with white snow, which was particularly dazzling under the clear blue sky.
The snow-capped mountains are not without vegetation. A large number of snow qiong flowers are hanging on the branches and blooming. The ice-blue flowers are crowded with thousands of ancient trees one after another. There is also a faint mist surrounding them. If you didn't know that this is the location of the demon sect,
, I’m afraid it will make people think that this is also a fairyland.
Even Long You had to sigh with emotion, the Demon Sect quite enjoyed it.
This place is completely different from the barren land rumored by the outside world.
"We're almost there." Miao Haocang finally showed a smile on his face.
"It's so beautiful here." Ye Wu admired sincerely.
Miao Haocang immediately smiled and nodded.
"That's nature. This scene can only be seen in this snow-capped mountain."
After the Snow Qionghua leaves this snow-capped mountain, it will be difficult for it to survive. Even if it survives, it will never bloom so beautifully again.
Jin Wuyue looked at this scene with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.
It is really difficult to connect this scene with the Demonic Cult.
Thinking of this, she smiled bitterly in her heart.
It was also hard for her to imagine that one day she would rely on a demon cultivator when the sect abandoned her.
They began to pick up the pace.
After reaching the foot of the mountain, looking from a close distance, one can see that the stairs paved with white jade go up all the way, with no end as far as the eye can see. The two sides are already filled with disciples wearing various robes of different colors, neat and majestic, and imposing.
At the top, there are the looming figures of the astonishingly powerful masters of the Demon Sect, as well as countless masters of the Demon Sect, but they all suppress their demonic aura and only reveal their aura.
This time, the Demon Cult General Forum gathered almost all the masters from the Demon Cult, which was a rare event in the past hundred years.
Miao Haocang was walking in the front. Ye Wu and Long You were walking side by side with him, but Long You took half a step back when he saw this scene.
In a place like the Demon Sect, it would be better for him to be more honest.
Ye Wu looked at this place with wonder and curiosity.
The Master of the Hall of Mirrors has already taken off.
"I'll go up and wait for you two first!"
As the leader of the branch hall, she also had to return to her position. She quickly landed at the Hall of Mirrors, glanced at the field, withdrew her gaze, and looked down.
"Let's go up the mountain."
Miao Haocang said, turning his head and looking at Ye Wu with complex eyes.
"Let me show you the true religion."
There was pride on his face.
No matter what kind of relationship he had with Ye Wu, at least at this moment, he did not have any hostility towards Ye Wu.
Ye Wu nodded solemnly and walked up the snow mountain with him.
"The master of the Demon Sect's Qing Altar, Li Qingguang, along with his disciples from the different altars, pays homage to the Demon Lord's successor and the Holy Son!"
"Meet the successor of the Demon Lord! Meet the Holy Son!"
As soon as he stepped onto the first step, a man walked out from both sides and knelt down on one knee. Following him were the disciples of the Demon Cult.
Ye Wu was slightly startled.
Miao Haocang continued to step forward with a smile on his face.
Ye Wu also followed, not feeling uncomfortable or uncomfortable with this kind of scene.
After all, he is also the young palace master of Qijue Palace, and he always responds to his call when he goes out.
He was stunned just now, but he just didn't expect that title.
"The master of the demon sect's lava blood altar, Qian Yudie, along with his disciples, pays homage to the demon lord's successor! Meet the holy son!"
Another group of disciples, led by the altar master, knelt down and their voices were loud.
"The master of the Demonic Sect's Yunhai Altar, I'm going to leave..."
"The Demon Cult Conquers the Blood Altar..."
As Miao Haocang and Ye Wu went up, more and more people from the Demon Cult were kneeling and worshiping, and their voices became louder and louder, gathering together and reaching into the clouds.
As they climbed all the way, countless people's eyes silently fell from above, falling on the two of them, and more on Ye Wu.
Ye Wu didn't feel anything.
When he was announced as the Young Palace Master in Qi Jue Palace, he also received such a kneeling ceremony.
His calmness made many people look away and kneel down respectfully.
"Meet the Demon Lord's successor..."
After Miao Haocang and Ye Wu passed them, they spontaneously stood up and followed them.
Behind him, more and more people gathered together.
All the demon sect disciples said nothing and followed them respectfully and orderly. Under the leadership of each altar leader, they followed the two figures upward step by step.
Long You turned his head and glanced behind him, feeling slightly startled.
He saw the heat in these people's eyes.
The higher you go, the more people flow behind you, and the more powerful it becomes.
For the first time, he deeply realized that the Demon Sect was capable of becoming the opposite of the ten sects.
By the time we reached the halfway point of the mountain, the crowds of people behind us were already shoulder to shoulder. The grand occasion was unprecedented. Millions of people were following in silence. The silent following was more shocking than the loud crowd.
It also made Long You feel solemn.
No wonder no one has ever said that the demon sect can be eradicated for so many years.
Judging from this situation, it is almost impossible. Unless everyone has the idea of losing both sides, it is possible to succeed at a heavy cost.
But the ten sects have never been an unbreakable alliance, and the same is true for the sects and the imperial court. How could they all try their best?
The surrounding snow flowers were shaken by the sound, and countless icy blue petals fell off, floating on the stone steps that went straight into the clouds, and scattered on the two of them, as if they were also cheering.
Both Miao Haocang and Ye Wu had calm eyes and walked up steadily step by step.
With every step they took, there seemed to be a strange power pouring into their bodies, making their figures look more upright and majestic.
Jin Wuyue, A Gu and Long You had unknowingly fallen one level behind and were walking upwards with the other members of the congregation.