Refusing to ascend at the beginning

Chapter 262
"Hey, I almost forgot that you're here too." Zhou Quanwu teased to the cell next to him and turned around, "Did you hear that?"

In the damp and dark cell, a figure sat upright, but his expression was unconcealable.

This figure is Pei Wenshu.

His hands and feet were shackled, his clothes were stained with long-dried blood, and his cultivation that had just been promoted to the Fourth Realm and had not yet had time to be consolidated had all been sealed.

He has been imprisoned here since the failed assassination of Zhou Quanwu.

Unexpectedly, when I watched the scene of "brothers, friends and brothers" today, I actually learned the truth about the sudden war from the two of them.

He never expected that Da Zhou's so-called expedition to achieve the hegemony of unifying the continent was just a cover.

It turned out that the purpose of Da Zhou was to refine blood and alchemy from the beginning to the end!

No wonder every battle in the Great Zhou Dynasty was so bloody. When they won, they would not only kill all the opposing armies and not even keep any prisoners, but they would also destroy one city and slaughter another. The methods were so cruel that it was outrageous.

The most important thing is that the Demon Sect is involved in this.

"For your own selfish desires, you actually provoked disputes in the Middle-earth continent, causing the common people to lose their lives. What's the difference between you and the people of the Demon Sect..." Pei Wenshu was extremely heartbroken, "Zhou Quanwu, you presume to be a disciple of my Qing Chi Sword Sect. !”

With his hands behind his back, Zhou Quanwu paced to Pei Wenshu's cell, and said with a sneer, "You Qingchi Sword Sect? Have you forgotten that you have been expelled from the mountain gate?"

Pei Wenshu paused for a moment, his expression darkened, and then he said with a hint of anger: "That's because I didn't know that your purpose was to refine blood and make elixirs. Otherwise, how could I agree to your bet..."

"It's useless to talk more." Zhou Quanwu interrupted him impatiently, "A prodigal dog, if he loses, he loses."

Pei Wenshu bit his lower lip and glared at Zhou Quanwu, "I have been wondering for a long time. With your qualifications, how can you catch up with me or even surpass me in practice? Why do you dare to ask me for a bet? It turns out that you are You used this crooked method to improve your cultivation. You, joined the Demon Sect? Is it the Demon Sect that participated in this war? Who are they?"

"No one has anything to do with you." Zhou Quanwu didn't answer him, just shook his head and said: "You are too narrow-minded. Who said that taking blood alchemy means you must be a member of the demon sect? Blood alchemy has been circulating in the world for such a long time, and the existence of Even if it is reasonable, as long as it is used properly, it is just a way to improve your cultivation."

"...In order to become stronger, you have become obsessed with it." Pei Wenshu sounded disgusted, so he didn't bother to talk to him anymore and said, "I want to see Elder Zhuge."

"Elder Zhuge? He has already returned to the sect. The person here now is Elder Ning Qixiang."

Elder Zhuge is the elder of Qingfeng. The last time he came here, he wanted to protect Pei Wenshu.

And Ning Qixiang is the elder of Pofa Peak, and he has never dealt with Qingfeng.

Pei Wenshu frowned slightly, "Then I will see Elder Ning."

Zhou Quanwu snorted and said with a playful smile: "As a prisoner, you have quite a lot of demands. Give up, even if you meet Elder Ning, things will not change at all."

Pei Wenshu was stunned, not knowing what he meant by that.

Seeing his appearance, Zhou Quanwu felt very happy.

He has been secretly hating Pei Wenshu since the day the Qing Chi Sword Sect opened its gates a few years ago to admit them.

I hate that he is also a prince, but his good intentions have failed him.

I hate that it caused the six swords of the sect to overwhelm me and make me a laughing stock.

I hate that he is more talented and can practice faster than me.

Hate it...

Even after being implicated innocently in the Xianshen Rebellion, even his quota for the Immortal Sect Grand Meeting was taken away by the other party!

He hates Pei Wenshu even more!
He never wants to kill the latter and take back everything that belongs to him!
Letting him be expelled from the sect at this moment is only the first step!
To be able to witness his appearance as a lost dog, he felt so happy inside.

As long as Pei Wenshu is kicked out, the spot in the Immortal Sect's grand gathering will eventually return to his hands.

He laughed loudly and turned around to leave. A voice came from his back, "Cherish your last moments. The day your Qingfeng Peak Master Zhong recognizes the reality and stops trying to persuade Mirror Peak to save you, that day will be yours." death date."

Pei Wenshu looked at Zhou Quanwu's leaving figure, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

If he had known the latter's true purpose, he would never have agreed to the bet, but would have directly sent a message to the sect.

It was too late to know at this moment that Zhou Quanwu would not give him a chance to see outsiders again, nor would he ever see the light of day again.

In the dark prison, Pei Wenshu's heart slowly sank to the bottom.

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Zhou Quanwu left Tianlao and returned to the palace in the air.

In the palace, Shangyuan Palace had not retreated and was still discussing matters, but he was not interested and went back to his bedroom.

The Nuo Palace was empty, and he was the only one sitting cross-legged on the soft floor.

There was a brocade box beside him, with a bunch of blood elixirs inside, about twenty or thirty of them.

This brocade box alone, and the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood behind it, are countless.

Zhou Quanwu looked cold, without any psychological burden, and skillfully took out two blood elixirs, threw them into his mouth, and bit them into pieces.

His pores suddenly steamed with blood, covering him.

His cave was also filled with blood and was filled with soul-gathering sand.

It's just that the speed of this condensation is not fast no matter how you look at it.

It is conceivable that without the blessing of blood alchemy, the time it would take for him to condense the elixir and step into the fifth realm would only be slower.

Not long after, a red figure suddenly entered the dormitory and stood still in the hall.

The visitor was wearing a red cloak, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth.

He waved slightly.

"Bang bang."

There were two slight noises, and two wooden boxes were stacked on the ground.

Zhou Quanwu opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the wooden box, he nodded and said, "Is this new?"

"Fresh." The visitor grinned.

"Okay, send it to Elder Ding." Zhou Quanwu said lightly.

"It's really troublesome, just take these blood refining alchemy directly, what else are you messing with..." The man said with a curled lip.

Zhou Quanwu's eyes turned cold, "Yan Weiyi, it's your fault that your blood is stained. I am a member of the Qing Chi Sword Sect and a practitioner of the Immortal Fate Chapter. I am different from your Demon Sect in the West Demon Land, and I am different from your Heart-Destroying Pavilion. , even more different.”

If Su Xuan were here, he would definitely be a little surprised when he heard this name and saw this person's existence.

The man in the red cloak was clearly Yan Weiyi.

One of the culprits of the Black Stone Platform Incident in Flame Mountain.

Su Han met him in Jiukui City and had a dispute at the banquet of Qingzhu Oiran. Later, he heard that Qingzhu Oiran died in his hands and his heart was removed.

Later, when they met again at the Flame Mountain, they found out that in order to cling to Nie Ren in the Heart-Destroying Pavilion, he had collected many hearts for the latter and sacrificed them to the black stone platform.

However, the sacrifice failed in the end, Nie Ren was killed by Su Han's sword talisman, and Yan Weiyi was missing.

At that time, he was just a member of Chuanxin Palace of Jianghu Sect.

At this moment, he seemed to have gotten his wish and became a disciple of the Heart-Destroying Pavilion.

Listening to Zhou Quanwu's words, he seemed to have heard a joke and said "haha", and said slightly sarcastically: "There is no need to be humble, what you did is much more ruthless than the ordinary demon sect."

Zhou Quanwu's anger gradually grew, and the murderous intention in his body disappeared for a moment, but in the end he still did not dare to explode.

His relationship with the Heart-Destroying Pavilion is a cooperative relationship, not a superior or subordinate one. Although Yan Weiyi is only a highly regarded potential disciple within his sect, it is better not to have conflicts.

He took a deep breath, calmed his thoughts and said, "Brother Laoyan will send these new blood elixirs to Elder Ding."

"That's the right attitude." Yan Wei curled his lips, waved his hand and put the two wooden boxes filled with blood alchemy into storage bags, turned around and left the dormitory.

After he left, the air next to Zhou Quanwu suddenly turned cold, as if a blizzard was getting ready.

His fists placed flat on his legs were clenched tightly, and his face was covered with frost.

After a long time, his hands relaxed, and he exhaled heavily, as if exhaling his anger.

He closed his eyes and continued the interrupted practice.

In the quiet dormitory, Zhou Quanwu forgot about the passage of time and was completely immersed in the cave.

Suddenly, a familiar voice penetrated into his ears, causing him to open his eyes suddenly.

The sound came from outside the palace.

And if you listen carefully, you can see that it rang in the sky above the imperial city and resounded throughout the entire imperial city.

He raised his head and frowned at the glazed tile roof.

The words of that familiar voice still echoed in the empty hall——

"Zhou Quanwu, come out."

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(End of this chapter)