The great hall momentarily sank into silence, after a long while, Yun YiLan heaved a long sigh, smiled and said, "If these monsters are not powerful, how would it be the calamity of the ages! Anyway since it has come to this, it is useless to think too much, why don't we discuss how to defend against these evildoers. "Reverend DaoXuan nodded and said," Yun valley master is right, how about this! I still have some inferior tea that I have collected for many years, both of you please come to the inner hall to have a taste, we will talk while drinking. "
PuHong Master and Yun YiLan understood and stood up, exchanged a few words with their disciples and followed Reverend DaoXuan into the inner hall. After the three highly respected figures left, the atmosphere in Crystal Hall slowly relaxed, Xiao YiCai, QiHao, LiXun etc and TianYin Temple's FaXiang and FaShan were old acquaintances, immediately gathered together to talk.
Taking advantage of this rare moment, Xiao YiCai suggested to bring FaXiang and FaShan to have a good look at TongTian Peak's scenery, FaXiang and the rest happily agreed, and LiXun and the rest happened to have nothing to do, so followed them out. It was already summer now, the human world's climate was gradually getting hotter but on this towering TongTian Peak, it was still extremely cool.
Walking to a cliff with railings far away from the peak, leaning on the railings and gazing afar, the vast sea of clouds, the blue sky above, made one unable to help but feel otherworldly. FaXiang praised, "I have long heard of Qing Yun Hill's paradise, ten years ago when I was here, it was already an eye-opener for me, seeing it again today, it is still so spectacular, breathtaking, really a wonder of the human world!" Xiao YiCai smiled and said, "FaXiang senior brother is too polite, speaking about scenery, your Mount Xumi TianYin Temple's' Wordless Jade Wall 'and' Xumi Way ',' Mustard Seed Mountain ', aren't they even more famous?" FaXiang smiled and said, "Those are all small sceneries, how can they be compared to Qing Yun's spectacular scenery." The corner of his eyes shifted, suddenly he noticed LiXun and YanHong standing behind him.
YanHong did not say anything but LiXun's face seemed to be unconvinced, just that after all he was not like that year, now he had more self-restraint and did not express it. FaXiang's thoughts were meticulous, his expression did not change and naturally continued, "But to really talk about these sceneries, I think in this world, only Li senior brother's Inferno Heaven at FenXiang Valley can be mentioned in the same breath. Am I right, Senior Brother Li? " Li Xun was surprised, a trace of smile revealed on his face but he still thanked him modestly, "FaXiang senior brother is overpraising me, FenXiang Valley is a small place and it is located in a remote area, I dare not to compare with Central Plains."
Xiao YiCai's eyes had a deep meaning, he glanced at FaXiang, the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a smile yet not a smile expression, and then laughed and said, "Alright, alright, everyone don't need to praise here and there, anyway every place has its own scenery, the human world is so vast, I wonder if we will be able to see it all in our lifetime?" For a moment everyone was moved, they replied in unison, "Exactly." After saying that, they all burst out laughing. After chatting and laughing for a while, Li Xun seemed to think of something and slowly walked to Xiao YiCai's side. When no one was paying attention, he said in a low voice, "Xiao Shixiong, can I ask?"
Xiao YiCai was startled, said: "Li shixiong, there's no harm in saying what you want to say." Li Xun hesitated for a moment, finally could not help but speak out, said, "This... these few days, especially such an important day like today, why did we not see Small Bamboo Valley Lu Xueqi junior sister appearing?" Xiao YiCai's countenance changed slightly, glanced at Li Xun, quietly said, "Li shixiong, Lu junior sister because of contradicting my teacher DaoXuan sect head in public that day at Crystal Hall, has now been ordered to reflect on her mistakes at Small Bamboo Valley Full Moon platform, until today it has already been a few days."
Li Xun made an "ah" sound, his expression complicated, seemed sad and also a little ashamed and angry, after a long while he sighed again, smiled bitterly at Xiao YiCai, said, "Thank you Xiao Shixiong for telling me, I am very grateful, later I will plead with my teacher, see if I can ask him to persuade DaoXuan teacher uncle from the side, ai, consider it as doing my part." Xiao YiCai nodded, did not speak, only stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder. Standing in the crowd watching the beautiful scenery, FaXiang slowly withdrew his gaze from the two people who were whispering behind him, suddenly heard someone beside him said in a low voice, "Does master know about Li senior brother proposing to Lu junior sister Lu XueQi?"
FaXiang smiled, glanced at QiHao who was standing beside him, said, "I have heard about it." QiHao nodded and did not speak, FaXiang instead suddenly sighed, his voice was filled with sorrow. QiHao was slightly surprised, said, "FaXiang shixiong, why are you sighing like that?" FaXiang smiled faintly, recovered his original expression, said, "Nothing, suddenly thought of an old friend only." QiHao curiously said, "Old friend, what old friend?"
FaXiang leisurely said, "An old friend who once went through fire and water with us, and us, and that Lu miss is closely related …" QiHao was silent, after a long time, he also heaved a heavy sigh, in his voice, there were also some vicissitudes of the world, things remain the same but people have changed. Evil Sect Wan Du Clan headquarters was at Central Plains southwest direction, a place called "Venomous Serpent Valley". According to the geographical location, Venomous Serpent Valley and Ghost King Sect's Majestic Fox Mountain, HeHuan Sect's Xiao Yao Stream, just happened to form a big triangle, restraining each other, confronting each other, forming the current Evil Sect's rather stable balance of powers. But right now, this balance had already reached a precarious stage, especially in Wan Du Clan which was originally the strongest in the Evil Sect, following the old head God of Poison old man's death, revolving around the new head's succession, Wan Du Clan was already in a state of mutual hostility, the situation at Venomous Serpent Valley where the headquarters was located was also already in a state of mutual hostility, the situation could erupt at any moment.
Nominally speaking, the one who obtained the God of Poison's dying wish and the official successor was God of Poison's last disciple Qin WuYan, unfortunately, in the Evil Sect, especially in Wan Du Clan which was a martial sect where strength was more important than anything else, just relying on God of Poison's dying wish was of no use. Not long after God of Poison's passing, his other few disciples rushed back to Venomous Serpent Valley, coming in menacingly, displaying an attitude of wanting to fight for the position of head.
And although Qin WuYan had obtained God of Poison's true skills and his skills far surpassed his senior brothers but firstly, his seniority in Wan Du Clan was not deep, some of the important highly skilled worshippers were almost all standing on his senior brothers' side; secondly, the last time in the death marsh, he was ambushed by Ghost King Sect's Blood Gongzi Ghost Li and was seriously injured, although he had more or less recovered by now but Ghost Li's extremely vicious and evil magical weapon Sinister Orb really made him suffer, that Blood Devouring Evil Power was like a maggot attached to the bone, firmly sucked into the energy channels in his body, causing his cultivation to be greatly reduced and also gave others the opportunity to spy on the throne.
But fortunately, at this critical juncture, Qin WuYan finally using the strange skills of God of Poison's true skills, together with the 'Seven Tailed Centipede' and the other five kinds of deadly poisons, forcibly cleared that strange Blood Devouring Evil Power out of his body. And this important matter had only happened a few days ago, Qin WuYan's thoughts were deep and had been keeping this secret, he knew that right now he was already the target of public criticism and so he was willing to bear with it.
His patience was soon rewarded, the three senior brothers FanXiong, Cheng WuYa and Duan RuShan who were originally working together to form an alliance to snatch the position of the Sect Leader, after discovering that this junior brother whom they feared the most was actually already suffering from internal injuries and suffering, and he also very sincerely expressed that their Master had indeed passed down the position to him before his death but he himself did not want to take the position, and even handed over the Sect Leader's seal on the spot and placed it before the God of Poison's spirit tablet, stating that only the person who becomes the Sect Leader can obtain it, the alliance of the three God of Poison's descendants quickly started to crumble.
Wan Du Clan's highly skilled priests and disciples, right now were also divided into three groups, with Bai DuZi as the leader, standing on the eldest senior brother FanXiong's side; and Blood-Sucking Demon who had a grudge with Zhang Xiaofan for killing his disciple, together with his good friend Elder Duanmu, stood behind the second brother Cheng WuYa; as for the remaining third brother Duan RuShan, although ranked last among the four God of Poison disciples but he had always been adept at scheming and had long secretly plotted, this time his power was temporarily the strongest, many of Wan Du Clan's old monsters who had not appeared for a long time were roped in by him, almost half of the disciples also stood on his side.
And right now in the Venomous Serpent Valley, it was the last day of the God of Poison's seventh day. The news of God of Poison's passing had already spread, the white banners in the mourning hall were like mountains but it was rare to hear one or two cries. Most of the Wan Du Clan disciples although wore white silk on their heads, sackcloth on their bodies but there was not even a trace of sorrow or pain on their faces, on the contrary, many of them were glaring angrily, confronting the other group. If not for scruples about the last bit of face in the mourning hall, most likely this place would have long become a martial hall and not a mourning hall.
God of Poison's four disciples, all dressed in heavy mourning, knelt in front of the crowd but other than Qin WuYan, the other three only kowtowed three times and stood up, stood to the side, behind them also stood many people, confronting each other, and innumerable eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, looked at that coffin in the mourning hall, on the offering table, placed a small green box, on it were written four words - God of Poison Seal.
It was the seal that only the head of Wan Du Clan since ancient times could possess. On the offering table were fruits and three animals, on the ground in front of the table was a copper basin, burning with fire. After Qin WuYan finished kowtowing, different from his three senior brothers, he quietly knelt to the side, took the paper money, one by one, placed it into the copper basin and burned it for the deceased. And his three senior brothers did not even look at him, anyway no matter which of them eventually became the head, this cripple would not be able to escape the fate of being poisoned to death.
Most of their attention was still on the small box. FanXiong, with a fierce and ferocious face, suddenly snorted, took a step forward, walked towards that offering table but Cheng WuYa and Duan RuShan who were already prepared, almost at the same time flashed out, Duan RuShan sneered and said, "Big senior brother, the seventh day of teacher's death has not ended, what do you want to do?" FanXiong's eyes stared, a fierce glint flashed on his face, said, "I am the big senior brother, of course this position will be inherited by me."
Cheng WuYa snorted and said, "From what do you see, this position is taken by big senior brother?" Duan RuShan also sneered and said, "You want to talk about seniority rules right, if you really want to talk about rules, teacher also passed down the position to little junior brother before his death, how can it be your turn?" FanXiong's eyes glinted with a fierce glint, abruptly turned and looked at Qin WuYan, Qin WuYan did not even raise his head, his voice still sounded weak, coughed once, trembled and said, "Three senior brothers, when you all just came back... cough, cough cough..., I have already immediately handed over the official seal and stated that I am not interested in this position.
You all... cough cough... you all entered the sect earlier than me, your reputation is higher than me, naturally it should be you all sitting in this position, teacher is already old, I think he was a little muddle-headed when he left and so spoke carelessly. Who exactly is going to sit in this position, you all decide, don't drag me into it. " His voice, deep and trembling, seemed to have a guilty conscience and fear, where was the deep and arrogant look from before.
FanXiong sneered, turned his head disdainfully, did not look at him again, said, "Then what exactly do you all intend to do?" Duan RuShan sneered, said, "Don't say anymore, it is still the same as what we agreed, teacher's death will be passed first, after he has passed away, tomorrow we will decide in this mourning hall who exactly is going to sit in this position!" FanXiong stared fiercely at Duan RuShan and Cheng WuYa, his two junior brothers also did not look at him kindly. After a while, FanXiong abruptly turned and strode out of the mourning hall, a large group of people followed behind him and also walked out.
Cheng WuYa and Duan RuShan also led their men out, in the mourning hall, very soon only Qin WuYan was left kneeling quietly on the ground guarding the coffin. Not knowing how much time had passed, the stack of paper money in Qin WuYan's hands were all burned clean in the copper basin, he then slowly raised his head, his eyes under the white silk, were indifferent and without lustre. "Teacher..." his voice was so soft that only he himself could hear. "Teacher! Did you see, these people are your disciples, your subordinates... "Qin WuYan's cold lips, slowly curled into a sneer, cold and without any emotion.
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