My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 124 Kneel down first, I will tell you something
The clouds are misty and the mountains are steep.

There is a horse-washing pond in the mountains, where a sect called Shanhaiguan is located.

Erhai Zhenren is a famous master of the four realms in Dayan.

He is famous not only for himself, although the four realms of supernatural powers are extremely powerful, they are not necessarily out of reach.

Mountains and seas, mountains and seas, besides the sea, there are naturally mountains.

Between Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake, the two are as close as brothers, and their combined attacking skills are comparable to those of the fifth realm.

"But now, that Cangshan passed away half a month ago, and only Erhai is left."

Lu Qingshan was on the cloud boat, explaining softly to Ye Wuyou who was standing beside him.

Ye Wuyou nodded, and recalled the last palm strike that Master Cangshan had not yet launched, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Below the cloud boat was the only remaining Erhai Zhenren, followed by the disciples of the Shanhai Temple. It was hard to tell whether they looked angry or terrified.

Immortal Erhai, dressed in gorgeous clothes, looked towards the cloud boat that blocked out the sky, and his eyes trembled slightly.

He hadn't seen the figure yet, but the fact that there was only one such huge cloud boat in the whole of Da Yan made him understand who the visitor was.

This should be considered the cloud boat that was refined by the previous national teacher, the leader of Taoism, with all his efforts. It is more huge and luxurious than the cloud boat owned by the royal family of Dayan now.

True Man Erhai lived a long life and once saw the leader of the Dao Sect driving this cloud boat to travel in all directions.

But later... the leader of the Dao Sect died, and the cloud boat was given to another person by the current emperor.

The latter disliked that the cloud boat was too dazzling and grand, and except for using it once to show off the ceremony when the new emperor ascended the throne, it has never been used again since then.

It has been decades, and Erhai thought he would never see this thing again, but he didn't expect...

Damn Cangshan Mountain!
True Man Erhai stood alone in the front, took a deep breath, and finally slowly clasped his fists and said respectfully in a deep voice.

"I, Erhai, and my sect are here to pay my respects to the State Master..."

A light voice came from the cloud boat.

"Master Erhai, there is no need to be so restrained. I am not a national teacher, and there is nothing important here..."

The words were very plain, but they had a unique charm that swept away everyone's tension.

Upon hearing this, Master Erhai breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next sentence came, still spoken in the same gentle words.

"Kneel down first, I will talk to you."

Master Erhai's eyes trembled, his lips moved, and finally turned into a silent bitter smile, and he slowly knelt down.

One disciple looked angry and did not want to kneel, so Erhai broke his legs.

On the cloud boat, Ye Wuyou stared with wide eyes for a long time.

He originally thought that the two sides would have a fierce battle, show off their skills, and then curse at each other, and then the immortal would shout: A soldier can be killed but not humiliated...

But none of this happened. The man with the Four Realms Supernatural Powers knelt down as soon as he was told to.

Ye Wuyou opened his mouth but no sound came out. After a moment he asked.

"Lu Qingshan, how are you going to deal with them?"

[Disposal, haha, deep in your heart, there is only one thought, to slaughter them all, to destroy their entire clan! ]

Lu Qingshan's tone was somewhat doubtful.

"Disposal? The moment they attacked you, the outcome was already determined. What does disposal mean?"

Lu Qingshan looked a little surprised, his eyes seemed to be thinking seriously for a moment, then he smiled.

"Wuyou, when you say dispose of them, do you mean to choose the way they die?"

Then, Lu Qingshan turned around, his expression calm, and spoke quietly.

"Wuyou, how do you want them to die?"

what……

【hiss……】

Ye Wuyou stood on the cloud boat and glanced at the hundreds of practitioners below. Some looked at the people on the cloud boat with anger, while others lowered their heads with looks of fear on their faces.

There were people with determined faces, people with frightened faces, people with angry faces, people who accepted their fate silently, and people who cried quietly...

For a moment, Ye Wuyou looked a little dazed, as if he saw all kinds of living beings in front of him.

[Why hesitate? You shook your head. This is human nature. They are so afraid of being exposed because of that corrupt scholar. If you are still alone, they will only be more ugly.]

The narrator's words echoed in Ye Wuyou's mind until they turned into a picture. Bai Changzai, who had lit the talisman, stood quietly in front of him.

So, he spoke softly, his tone firm.

"Kill, leave no one behind."

Lu Qingshan nodded slightly and chuckled.

"That's how it should be."

A man in green robes slowly walked to the front of the cloud boat, and his figure appeared in front of the crowd below.

He flicked his sleeves lightly and extended a finger.

Erhai Zhenren's expression changed from silence to fear, then to anger, and finally to a dead calm.

Only Lu Qingshan's still calm words were heard from the sky.

"Destroy!"

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The cloud boat is very fast.

Therefore, hundreds of people from one sect after another were destroyed very quickly.

Day three.

Ye Wuyou spread out his hands, there was a mad and numb look in his eyes, and his hands were trembling slightly due to the restlessness in his heart.

It wasn't fear or anything else, but when he saw countless lives being destroyed by Lu Qingshan's finger, he felt an almost abnormal restlessness in his heart.

He wanted to copy that supernatural power by using the "Heart Sutra of No Form", but was surprised to find that it was not a supernatural power at all.

That was some kind of ability that Lu Qingshan displayed through strange means.

It was extremely easy, yet extremely domineering, and it seemed like there was no cost at all.

What kind of road wreckage is that...

Lu Qingshan's voice came from the cloud boat accompanied by the sound of wind.

"Relax a little. They want to kill you. You are my apprentice. It is only natural for me to send them off for you. You don't need to think about the inherent right and wrong in it."

"If you think about the right and wrong, you will inevitably find that some people are innocent, but their positions are different. In that war, they were all innocent people."

"Using your excuse, I, the master, also need to shock the sect. They have been lazy for these years, which has caused them to have some illusions."

Ye Wuyou looked up and said helplessly.

"Lu Qingshan, I'm not obsessed with this, it's just that your methods have made me a little... numb."

In the face of Lu Qingshan's strange methods, human lives seem to be just numbers.

"Numb? You will get used to it eventually. In fact, I am very kind. This is just a minor incident."

Lu Qingshan smiled gently and spoke in a calm tone.

"When I fought against the allied forces of the sects, I was still young and full of youthful vigor. When I fought against the enemy, I would often draw my sword and rush into the crowd until my green shirt turned into a blood-stained robe. But afterwards, it was very troublesome. Not only did my clothes become dirty, but the bloody smell on my body could not be washed away. Now that I am old, I don't want to fight with others like that anymore."

Lu Qingshan spoke lightly while Ye Wuyou listened silently. Bai Lu, who was standing beside him, was already leaning against the corner of the boat, her face slightly pale.

In the blink of an eye, another sect was reduced to ashes.

Which one is this, the tenth one? Or the twentieth one?
A small flag rose from below and was taken by Lu Qingshan. He took a look at it and threw it over.

"Take this sect's most precious soul flag and use it first. I have investigated and found that someone from this sect attacked you in Fancheng. Now that you can no longer use the strange statue behind you, you should have some means of self-protection."

Ye Wuyou took it, and a familiar feeling emerged, as if he could use this Soul Banner at any time.

On that day in Fancheng, someone displayed similar magical powers, but without the Soul Flag.

That magical power seemed to be called [Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Souls], and I had already learned it at that time.

"Sixteen. This is the last sect to pay for their lives. For the remaining sects, it's time to have a good talk about paying off their debts."

"Wuyou, is there any magical power you want to learn, or any elixir you want?"

Lu Qingshan paused, glanced at Bai Lu leaning in the corner, and waved his hand to cast a soundproofing spell.

"Or maybe there's something you want, like a woman you like."

"Just tell me, and I'll get it for you."

(End of this chapter)