After a while, Xu Wuming returned with Qing Yang, who was covered in blood.
Xu Wuming's face was also livid. Qing Yang's reaction just now had already explained everything.
However, he still wanted to see the evidence.
With a silent atmosphere, everyone followed Zong Shang to the secret room in the mansion. At a glance, they saw the portraits on the wall.
Unlike Ren Baqian, they could tell at a glance that these portraits were similar to the chief of the Temple of Heaven.
"These …"
"These are the previous chiefs of that branch!" Zong Shang said faintly.
"Why is this happening?" Someone asked subconsciously. No matter what they looked like when they were young, they actually looked so similar when they were old.
Zong Shang silently pressed a few times on the wall, and two stone slabs on the ground directly flipped up, revealing a coffin below.
"You will know after seeing this."
Zong Shang took out the coffin as he spoke, revealing a dried corpse inside.
It wasn't rotten, but it was almost completely dehydrated, and its appearance couldn't be seen.
"This is the chief of the Temple of Heaven from 3,300 years ago," Zong Shang said without waiting for anyone to ask.
"3,300 years ago? The chief of the Temple of Heaven? "Everyone was shocked.
How could the corpse of the chief of the Temple of Heaven from 3,300 years ago be here?
Wen Xiaosheng suddenly said from behind the crowd, "3,300 years ago, the chief of the Temple of Heaven, Qing Lan, had a fierce battle with Fu Yidao, Jian Wuming, and Gong Yang Pingye. The three of them died, and she was seriously injured. On her way back to the Temple of Heaven, she accepted a disciple and died after explaining some matters.
Her disciple, Qing Kong, later became the 21st chief of the Feidu Temple. "
Zong Shang nodded slightly. As expected of Wen Xiaosheng, he was famous for his encyclopedic knowledge.
"Not bad."
"Back then, Qing Lan accepted a disciple, but in fact, this disciple was already prepared. For them, the human body is a vessel that can be abandoned and manipulated at any time. Originally, this body should have been destroyed, but Qinglan needed some time to adapt to the new body after she had just changed her body. My ancestor found an opportunity to steal this body. "
"You mean … our bodies are their vessels?" someone asked subconsciously.
"That's right!"
As he spoke, Zong Shang turned the body over, and everyone found that the back of the head was completely open, with some shrunken greenish-gray matter inside.
"The original brain tissue is almost gone, replaced by this substance. In order to confirm this, the patriarch specially stole a few corpses and opened them to compare," said Zong Shang.
In fact, even if they didn't steal corpses for comparison, it wasn't the first time these people had beaten people's brains out.
"What about the internal organs?" Ren Baqian frowned and suddenly asked.
"The internal organs are still there, just like a human," Zong Shang said. "What does Mr. Ren know?"
"It's somewhat similar to a creature that I've seen before. However, that creature is a parasite that lives in the chest cavity. It uses its body as a substitute for the internal organs and controls the body. Although it can move, it doesn't have any reaction to the outside world," Ren Baqian said.
The corpse reminded him of the herdsmen and the jade-waisted slaves.
Before the jade-waisted slaves transformed into butterflies, this was how they parasitized humans.
He wondered if this alien race was related to the Herders.
After all, the Herdsmen had always been monitoring the human race. If this alien race had some kind of connection with the Herdsmen, then they had to be more careful.
Hearing this, everyone's expressions turned ugly and they remained silent.
Zong Shang's words were very credible.
Although they couldn't prove that this corpse belonged to the former chief of the Temple of Heaven.
Coupled with Qing Yang's reaction at that time, everyone couldn't even question him.
With a sullen face, Xu Wuming flicked his finger at Qing Yang, who was lying on the ground. After a while, Qing Yang's body moved and he woke up.
"What else do you have to say, Qing Yang?" Xu Wuming asked coldly.
"What Zong Shang said is false. He lied to you." Qing Yang, who had just woken up, didn't know what had happened. His first reaction was to insist that Zong Shang's words were false.
"Then why did you run?" someone sneered.
At this time, everyone hated Qing Yang to the core. They didn't expect that the chief of the Temple of Heaven was a foreign race and that Qing Yang's branch had been following the chief's lead despite knowing about it. If it weren't for Zong Shang, everyone would still be in the dark.
Qing Yang still wanted to quibble at this time?
Qing Yang's face was ferocious as he suddenly shouted, "Zong Shang is rebelling against his superiors, and you are all accomplices. You will all die a horrible death!"
"Is Qing Chen's branch a foreign race?" Xu Wuming asked coldly, looking at him as if he was looking at a dead man.
"No!" Qing Yang suddenly yelled.
"You know that no one can lie in front of me." It was a woman, Fei Yan, who spoke.
Qing Yang looked at Fei Yan, then at Xu Wuming and Zong Shang, and a sinister smile appeared on his face. "You will regret this!"
Xu Wuming flicked his finger in the air, and Qing Yang's head flew off as blood spurted out.
"I'm going to the Temple of Heaven to take a look," Xu Wuming said to Zong Shang.
Then, he looked at Ren Baqian and said, "When I come back, I will give you an explanation."
After speaking, Xu Wuming turned and disappeared at the entrance of the secret room.
A few others left one after another and followed Xu Wuming.
Zong Shang said to the remaining people, "This is Mr. Ren. You came back this time because of him."
Everyone nodded at Ren Baqian.
In fact, they already knew about Ren Baqian.
Even if they hadn't seen him before, as the chief of a temple, they had their own sources of information.
"Everyone, please wait here. I still have to go and appease the village."
When everyone returned to the room above, Ren Baqian kicked a box on the ground and said, "There are some things inside. Give them to those people. Now that there is fire poison underground, they will either die or become disabled if they come into contact with it. These things can weaken the poison.
It doesn't matter if Xu Wuming is dead, but there is still value in saving the others.
When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized a problem. Could it be that he was the one who created that purgatory scene just now? It was unexpected, but it was also reasonable.
Zong Shang didn't have such means.
After Zong Shang left, everyone began to calm down from the shock brought by the shocking news that the chief of the Temple of Heaven was actually a foreigner.
Some people also began to look at Ren Baqian curiously.
"They said that Mr. Ren is from the outside world?" a man who looked like a gigolo asked.
He indeed looked like a gigolo with sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, red lips, and white teeth. He looked to be in his twenties.
However, Ren Baqian guessed that his age wasn't like his appearance.
Ren Baqian nodded slightly.
Upon hearing his answer, everyone shifted their attention to Ren Baqian.
After all, they still had to wait for Xu Wuming to return.
On the contrary, Ren Baqian, an outsider who was right in front of them, made them full of curiosity.
Next, Ren Baqian began to helplessly answer everyone's questions. He repeated the rise of another branch of the human race, the Chaotic Star Sea, the power struggle between the three races, the Summoner's Canyon, and Snow White and the Seven Calabash Brothers …
It wasn't until dawn that Zong Shang returned, feeling slightly exhausted.
"It's settled down for the time being. I didn't say anything about Qing Chen's branch being a foreigner."
Everyone nodded. This kind of thing really had to be kept a secret.
"Go back and appease the people from your own branches," Zong Shang said. He wasn't willing to say anything else.
After all, the chief of the Temple of Heaven, many of the sub-temple chiefs, and venerables had died, but they were safe and sound. It took him a lot of effort to suppress this matter.
It was another noon before Xu Wuming and the others returned.
Two broken crystal coffins were also brought back with them.
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