I have become a dangerous place and invaded the fairyland with strangeness

Chapter 42 The Xiang Family's Choice
Thirty-two times, the devil in Dou Wengen's eyes did not let him make a sound and made him watch "himself" being dismembered thirty-two times.

When the 32nd Dou Wengen was decomposed, "Sanzang" put on a smiling face again and looked into his eyes.

"This time, I can see that you have been redeemed."

Dou Wengen nodded quickly, his chin almost touching his stomach.

Sanzang snapped his fingers happily, and the thirty-third "Dou Wengen" came out from the shadows.

Before Dou Wengen could react, Sanzang opened his hand and pressed it on his forehead.

Blood spurted out from Sanzang's fingertips, and five finger holes immediately appeared on Dou Wengen's head. Five tiny balls of spiritual light emerged from his head.

Without any orders from Sanzang, the mortal "Dou Wengen" walked up to them, and Sanzang took the opportunity to sink the ball of spiritual light into "Dou Wengen"'s head.

The real Dou Wengen, with five bloody holes on his head, walked to the mortal senior sister in a daze and lay down where the mortal Dou Wengen had lay.

"Just some memories of cultivation, have you digested them?"

Sanzang turned around and asked "Dou Wengen".

"I've digested it."

"How long will it take to reach Yuanying?"

"About three months."

"Very good, you can go first. There is only one step left for redemption."

"Dou Wengen" nodded and walked into the shadows.

The sword in the mortal sister's hand was replaced by another immortal sword taken by Sanzang.

"Your sins have been cleared, and you will be reborn from now on!"

Following Sanzang's words, the mortal sister inserted the magic sword into Dou Wengen's body, starting the 33rd cycle.

A moment later, the senior sister's last sword strike killed Dou Wengen and her body melted into liquid, just as it was when Sanzang took her away.

Dou Wengen's Nascent Soul was picked out by the magic sword and cut into pieces, and finally put into a small bottle by Sanzang, exactly the same as what he had done.

……

Xizhou, inside a huge underground cavity.

The brand new Dou Wengen and more than a dozen people like him walked down the altar and came in front of Tang Chongyang and others.

Tang Lin stepped forward and gave them all the "Funeral" plaques, then handed these people to his wife and took them to their respective places for training.

"Less than twenty, the number is still too small."

"Be content. A total of 140 people went up, and one hundred and one were killed by the Heavenly Dao in one encounter. Only 39 people are left."

"We still have nearly three months to survive. It would be great if these thirty-nine people can bring back a dozen new people every day."

"That's true. With more than a thousand people who are definitely in the Nascent Soul stage, they can catch up with the bottom-ranked sects."

Sanzang did not listen to the discussion between Tang Er and Tang Fenqing, but stared at the black box in silence.

Tang Chongyang confronted Tang Lun, and Tang Lun came close to Sanzang:
"What's the matter? The box is actually useless. We can't replenish the power of heaven."

"I know."

"Then why are you still staring at him~"

"I was thinking, our clan has done good things, why can't the heaven tolerate us?"

"...I don't understand either, but I know where I can find the answer to your question." Tang Fenqing suddenly interrupted.

Upon hearing this, Sanzang turned around and stared at Tang Fenqing.

"When you get the Tang characters, maybe the ancestors will tell you the reason."

Sanzang looked at Tang Chongyang beside him, and Tang Chongyang nodded.

"Got the Tang character... Tang Sanzang..."

In just one day, the undercurrent in the world of immortal cultivation once again surfaced.

Not only murders and robberies were committed secretly, but also vicious incidents that were not covered up at all occurred frequently.

The "liberation" action of the funeral tribe directly became the fuse.

Many people who participated in the black market trade of "Yuanying Fruit" and those who privately cultivated "Yuanying Fruit" were found dead tragically.

Moreover, many geniuses of the sects disappeared for no reason. They were all talents who could be expected to achieve the state of separation of spirit and great accomplishment.
This caused some sects that were suspicious of each other to directly tear each other apart and fight again.

Even the defeated non-Yingtian Sect factions began to become hostile to each other.
The two forces that had just been formed with Yingtian Sect as the dividing line were instantly disintegrated by interests.

Yu Boyang, the leader of the Han Di Sect, was surprised to appear in the important reception hall of the Ying Tian Sect.

In one hand he was playing with two walnut instruments, and in the other he held up a full cup of tea and drank it in one gulp as if he were drinking wine.

Zhong Sunhua's hand, which had just taken a sip of tea, froze for a moment. He cursed the vulgar person in his heart and slowly put the teacup down.

Zhongsun Qinglan walked out from the back of the hall and sat down between the two clan leaders, closer to Zhongsun Hua.

Zhong Sunhua's hand holding the teacup loosened slightly.

"I'm sorry, Sect Master Yu, something delayed me."

"It's okay. I'll just have a sip of tea. The tea leaves are quite tasty."

Zhong Sunhua closed his eyes and rolled his eyes in a hidden way.

"I am a straightforward person, and I believe Yingtian Sect is the same. I came here to seek cooperation."

Yu Boyang didn't beat around the bush and directly took out a notice picture.

The notice picture is something like a newspaper in the human world in the world of immortal cultivation. In Xie Ling's words, it is a newspaper full of animated pictures and videos.

The largest page in the center was playing the ancient scroll that the Xiang family was planning to auction.

"This thing is in Junziwu. I believe you have received the news. It was supposed to be auctioned a few days ago, but the Ya-level elder of [Laughing Haha] "happened" to see it and urgently stopped the auction. He also sent a message to every sect with a Tribulation Crossing Stage."

Zhongsun Qinglan nodded, and Zhongsun Hua curled his lips slightly.

Of course they knew the news, [laughing haha] but they were the first to be notified, and the other sects were notified an hour later.

This one hour is very expensive, but Zhong Sunhua doesn't know what arrangements his mother had made to make her willing to buy this one hour of time difference that seems to make no difference.

But no matter what it is, you lousy blacksmiths, what qualifications do you have to think about it?

Zhong Sunhua picked up the tea and drank it slowly, hiding his inner muttering.

When Yu Boyang saw Zhongsun Qinglan nodding and Zhongsun Hua drinking tea, he also picked up his refilled teacup and continued to drink it in one gulp.

After chewing the tea leaves, Yu Boyang continued:
"Three hundred million to repair the relationship with your sect, and after your sect obtains the ancient scroll, you can let our Earth Shaking Sect take a look at it."

Zhong Sunhua choked on a mouthful of tea in his throat. He calmly put the tea down, resisted the urge to spit it out, and circulated his spiritual energy to clear the blockage.

Zhongsun Qinglan blinked and stared at Yu Boyang: "Master Yu, are you so sure that we will take the photo?"

"I'm not sure," Yu Boyang shook his head, "Our ancestors said that you will definitely get this [Slave Scroll], there is no other result."

Zhongsun Qinglan didn't respond, but picked up the teacup and took a sip with a smile.

Yu Boyang continued to gulp it down, chewing the tea leaves with his cheeks puffed up.

The female disciple who was pouring tea for her behind her could no longer maintain her composure, her eyes filled with inexplicable disgust.

The tea leaves specially brewed in the teacup are the famous Wujing Tea, which is extremely effective in consolidating the state of mind and calming the heart. Who would chew it mouthful by mouthful?

Could it be that this country bumpkin leader knew that the tea was good and deliberately drank more?
"You guessed right, that's what he thought." Qinglan's eyes turned slightly, and just a glance at the female disciple's eyes made her understand her doubts.

Seeing that the female disciple did not add more tea, Yu Boyang directly handed the teacup to the female disciple, without any demeanor of a sect leader.

The slow-witted Zhong Sunhua also reacted, closing his eyes and rolling his eyes to the sky.

……

Two hours later, Yu Boyang, with a smile on his face, was "sent off" from the sect, leaving behind Zhong Sunhua with a professional smile and Zhong Sun Qinglan with a blank expression.

"Mother! Are you going to agree to his request now? It's obvious that the Earth Shaking Sect has other plans!"

"Hua'er," Mother turned around and smiled, "Cooperate with these people and give them hidden benefits. They will work harder and we can save some effort." "Mother, but this benefit is too great."

"Hua'er." Zhongsun Qinglan's smile turned cold. "Who says sweetness is really sweet? The sweetness we give up may not be sweet to others."

What a waste...

Qinglan didn't say the last sentence, but left Zhongsunhua with a smile on her face.

Zhong Sunhua pondered for a moment, his face full of realization, and he nodded secretly while looking at his mother's back.

Zhongsun Qinglan, who saw this scene with his spiritual sense, sped up his departure.

Perhaps this is how a person favored by heaven should be, a foolish son of heaven...

Although both of them are "favored by heaven", the Xiang siblings are still fighting at this time.

Xiang Shixian rode on Xiang Sixiang, and every time he hit him, he shouted, "I brought the ancient scroll back, so you have to listen to me about what you buy!"

"It was obviously brought back by your elder brother and you. Your elder brother said he listened to me!"

"And Li Bai! Li Bai is on my side, three to two, listen to me!"

"No! Those you bought are useless! The rare books I bought are the right ones!"

"Those junks of yours are really useless. Mother also supports me in buying large-scale formations and magical instruments!"

"We rent our land, what's the point of buying a large-scale defensive magic weapon?"

"Then what's the use of buying those crappy ancient books? You've been studying for a long time but still haven't reached the Nascent Soul stage. I'm almost distracted!"

Xiang Bingtong clasped his hands awkwardly and sat a little further away from them.

"Why is it useless? If I study more, one day I will be able to figure out why the sect has lost its power!"

"And then he was crushed to death by Yingtian Sect's finger?"

"That's more useful than buying a magic weapon!"

"I'm going to buy the magic weapon but I have to go back to the land. Don't you want to go back?"

"...There's no need to give all the money to Yingtian Sect! Why should we do business with them!"

Xiang Sixiang turned his face away, and the tears on his face finally revealed his true thoughts.

Xiang Bingtong sighed and sat closer to his father.

Xiang Bing didn't say anything, just sat there in silence.

Fu Tong put her hands on her husband's shoulders and stood silently behind him.

Xiang Shixian's fist that was hitting him in the air slowly slowed down and landed lightly on his brother's head.

Li Bai had no expression on his face and just stared blankly.

The fourth child, Xiang Simiao, and the fifth child, Xiang Wuming, sat obediently on the chairs and ate their meals.
I don’t understand what I see or what I hear, but the food I eat recently is really delicious, much better than before.

Xiang Bing kicked Xiang Bingtong, who was still rubbing against him, under the table.

Xiang Bingtong looked up sadly and saw his father's serious face.

"Let me be the bad guy again..."

Muttering, Xiang Bingtong left his seat and pulled up Shixian who was sitting on his brother.

Xiang Sixiang had stopped crying, quickly got up and stood in front of his elder brother.

"Si Xiang, don't think too much about it. Let me analyze it and see if it makes sense."

"First of all, the world of immortal cultivation has begun to be in turmoil again, and we have no chance to develop outside."

"Or maybe it's because there are no rules now. It's hard for us to develop because we don't have a big fist. Is that okay? Think about what the Earth Shaking Sect did."

Xiang Sixiang nodded, but still looked indignant: "We can not develop for the time being, take the money to upgrade first, and save the money to develop after the unrest is over!"

Xiang Bingtong touched his head and said, "This is a huge sum of money, enough to support a second-rate sect. What if someone wants to kill us for the money?"

Xiang Sixiang lowered his head and didn't want to talk.

Xiang Bingtong continued: "Secondly, it's what you said, brother. We are very lucky this time. We have too much wealth at once, but if we can't hold on to it, it's the same as having nothing. We might as well spend it."

"It makes sense to improve, but improvement can't be achieved overnight. My father has reached a bottleneck. Even if my mother succeeds in breaking through immediately, plus Li Bai's three Spirit Severing Stages, it is still not enough for a Mahayana Stage to defeat him with one hand."

"So it's best to exchange the money directly for a large-scale array-type defensive magic weapon and several sets of individual magic weapons."

"We can at least go back and find a place to protect ourselves, avoid the turmoil outside, and return to the place where we were born and work slowly."

"Don't you want to go back and update your guide as well?"

Xiang Sixiang didn't raise his head: "Why is it Yingtian Sect? We can buy from other sects!"

"Because now only the Yingtian Sect has the biggest fist, buying the formation is fake, buying protection is real."

"You see, when we go back, although the fighting in the new world over there is fierce, it is actually still carried out under the order of Yingtian Sect, and there is a fundamental order."

"Only if we pay enough protection fees can we develop normally under the eyes of Yingtian Sect."

"Okay, big brother, doesn't he understand this? No matter how much you say, he's still stubborn. Let Li Bai knock him out and be done with it."

Li Bai turned around and looked at Si Xiang. It seemed that the poet really wanted to knock him out.

"Si Xiang."

As soon as Xiang Bing opened his mouth, the whole family's attention turned to him.

"Si Xiang, it's good that you have this feeling. It's really good. You must keep it in the future. A man should remember his roots."

Sixiang nodded, not understanding why his father suddenly praised him.

"Revenge comes in many forms."

"Do you think it would be great if you could wipe out the Yingtian Sect right away if you have the strength?"

"Great!" Si Xiang clenched his fists.

"What if they are not wiped out? There are a few kids left with potential. When they are strong enough, they will come to us like you did?"

"Kill them all! Leave no one alive! Even dig up the mountain! Leave no flowers, birds, insects or fish alive!"

"..."

"There must be some disciples out there, right? Can you find them if they hide?"

"Yes, if Yingtian Sect can do it, we can do it too!"

"Did the Yingtian Sect manage to do it? Isn't your ninth great master still alive and well?"

"..."

You rebellious son, I almost fought back against you.

"But what if we just stand with them on the surface and wait for an opportunity to disintegrate them bit by bit?"

Sixiang shook his head.

"Think about it, Yingtian Sect discovered something in the New World, and you got it by surprise. Do you feel good about it?"

"After intercepting the enemy, you can put the blame on others and watch them cause internal strife. Isn't that fun?"

"Yingtian Sect has gained benefits. Let's go up and grab the cake together. If we eat one more bite, they will have one less bite. Isn't that cool?"

"Yingtian Sect is looking for the Ninth Grandmaster. Let's use the latest information to help the Grandmaster and defeat him. Isn't that cool?"

"Even if you go to Yingtian Sect and are selected as a candidate for the Sect Leader as a person favored by Heaven, you can take over the position of the Sect Leader and lead the rebellion. Wouldn't that be cool?"

"Compared to you killing them all at once, how many times more satisfying is that?"

Sixiang sat in his seat blankly, excitement gradually lighting up in his eyes.

The eldest brother pursed his lips. Father didn't really want to send Sixiang to Yingtian Sect...

(End of this chapter)