Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 447: The Birth of the Demonic Infant (22)

Looking at the huge giant of merit in the sky, Ningshuang breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to silently practice magic, hoping that Qingluan would notice her earlier and take them all away.

However, Qingluan in the center of the giant of merit did not pay any attention to Ningshuang and others who were constantly practicing magic. Instead, he waved his fists persistently and smashed hard on the sect's formation.

Although the formation accumulated over thousands of years was constantly shaking, its internal structure had been tempered through thousands of trials. The magic power of the monks in the sect was absorbed by the formation and then condensed into one, causing Qingluan to return empty-handed.

But even so, Qingluan still continued to attack the formation, causing a group of immortal masters to look at the giant of merit outside in fear.

"It turned out to be Qingluan from Jingxin Sect. When did we offend this evil spirit?"

"Hasn't he returned to the righteous sect? Why doesn't he want to be a good righteous immortal master and come here to cause trouble for us?"

"Could it be that he covets the beauty of our Tianxiang Sect, so he came here to capture her and bring her back to be the Sect Master's wife?"

"It's already this time, put away your little thoughts!"

Although there is a sect formation and there is no need to worry about the enemy attacking immediately, it is not a good feeling to see your sect being attacked all the time.

Someone pulled Ning Shuang and whispered, "Sister Ning Shuang, go inform the sect master quickly and find out what this evil spirit means. Find a way to drive him away."

Ningshuang really didn't want to see the sect master now, but she was afraid that the other party would become suspicious. When she was in a dilemma, the door of the sect master's secret room was pushed open from the inside, and a faint fragrance filled the square.

Looking carefully, Ningshuang saw the sect leader, who was dressed in a golden Taoist robe and as dazzling as the sunlight, appear in front of everyone, looking at the holy body of merit above his head with a serious expression.

With a wave of his hand, the faint fragrance of magic wafted in, making everyone's uneasy mood disappear, and the noise around them also became much quieter.

Looking at the Holy Body of Merit outside the magic circle, the Sect Master said loudly: "Qingluan, what do you mean by this?"

"It's meaningless." A huge voice as vast as a bell sounded. The voice containing magic power spread outside the vast area. The voice of the Holy Body of Merit could even be heard tens of thousands of miles away.

"I've been bored lately, so I came to visit your Tianxiang Sect. I heard that the Sect Master of Tianxiang Sect is extremely talented, and his strength is even comparable to Daoxuan. But now I see, it's quite disappointing. By the way, I'm doing a live broadcast. Although I can't share the situation here with people immediately, I can record a video and bring it back. There should be a lot of people watching."

Although he didn't know what the live broadcast meant, the leader of the Tianxiang Sect instinctively realized that the other party might have bad intentions.

Looking coldly at Qingluan above his head, the leader of Tianxiang Sect said coldly: "Forget it, it seems that you want to fight with me. Although I don't know why you are here, my Tianxiang Sect is not so easy to bully!"

After saying this, the golden elixir of the Tianxiang Sect's leader flew out and hovered above her head like a bright lamp, completely unleashing his own Dao rhyme.

The elegant sandalwood scent spread, and all the disciples in the sect were enveloped by the sandalwood. They unknowingly handed over their magical powers to the sect master, allowing the sect master to contend with the holy body of merit above their heads.

Afterwards, the sect's magic formation was broken into an imperceptible gap, and the Tianxiang Sect's Sect Master was about to fly out of it when he saw Qingluan in the Merit Saint Body clapping his hands and laughing, "Hee, it's done!"

"…What have you become of a thief! Explain yourself to me!"

Qingluan was too lazy to waste time talking to the other party.

At the moment when the opponent's sect's magic circle was broken, Ning Shuang, who was silently reciting the spell, had already been sensed by him. A huge hand swept across the Tianxiang Sect, took away all the monks who were silently reciting the spell in one breath, and sent them into the Holy Body of Merit.

Afterwards, the Holy Body of Merit turned around and flew towards Jiuzhou, while jokingly saying, "Master, I will take these people and bring them back to Jiuzhou as a favor. If you want to come back, come to Jiuzhou to find me, and we will continue to fight. I guarantee that you will be satisfied."

"Oh, there are quite a lot of good stuff here. Thank you for the gift, Sect Master. Watch my live broadcast when you have time. I have recorded the whole process. I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

Hearing the other party's unruly laughter, the leader of the Tianxiang Sect, who had just walked out of the sect's magic circle, was stunned.

Is this still Qingluan? Is this still the Qingluan of the Jingxin Sect?

Is this still the Qingluan from the Jingxin Sect, who is usually upright and travels alone outside the domain?
Why do I feel like a rogue?

Without giving it much thought, the sect leader immediately returned to the Tianxiang Sect, and then discovered that thousands of his disciples had left!

It wouldn't matter if the people were gone, but most of the sect's treasury was actually emptied. Some of them were medicinal herbs that he had asked Ningshuang to keep specially. They were his reserves for achieving Nascent Soul.

The whereabouts of the sect's magic weapons and rare treasures are unknown, and the collected materials are the only way for him to achieve Nascent Soul.

She never thought that after just playing games for a few days in seclusion, almost all of her collections disappeared. The sect leader felt a surge of evil fire flying out from her dantian and rushing straight to her internal organs, burning her so much that she was speechless.

"Ningshuang!"

At this point, she still didn't know that it was Ningshuang who deceived her. She didn't know when she had defected to Qingluan and even took away the treasures of the sect.

She clenched her fists and suddenly sneered.

She didn't blame Ningshuang or curse Qingluan, she just felt that a certain shackle in her heart was suddenly broken.

Sensing that something was wrong with her, a disciple asked nervously, "Master, what should we do? Should we chase Ning Shuang back and throw her into the waste medicine pool?"

"No need." The sect leader said with a smile.

Her smile was bright and natural, and it seemed that she had completely forgotten the previous setbacks and betrayals, leaving no trace.

However, the more the sect leader said this, the more nervous the disciples became.

Unable to help but take a step back, the disciple asked anxiously, "Master, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, better than ever before." The sect leader said with emotion, "I have calculated a lot in my life, and I never thought that anyone could be in my eyes. Only Ningshuang can be considered halfway."

"In my heart, although Ning Shuang is not my daughter, I have been training her as my successor."

"She is your daughter." The disciple said in his heart.

The master didn't know what his disciple was complaining about, and continued to talk to himself: "I completely trusted her and gave her my weakness, and even asked her to do things for me. I never thought that I would make a wrong decision in the end. Ningshuang, you did a good job!"

The disciple swallowed his saliva and felt that something was wrong with the sect master, but he still gave a serious advice: "Sect Master, even though half of it was taken away, there is still half, so there is no need to do this."

"I'm really fine, I just feel extremely sad. This pain makes me feel that I am now extremely real, and it also makes me understand that achieving Yuanying does not necessarily require taking the right path."

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the sect master's eyes, causing the disciples to be horrified and shout loudly: "The sect master has been possessed by a demon!"

"Possessed by the devil? No, I just found the right way to enter the Nascent Soul stage. You all, become a part of me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bloody aura of Taoism began to spread, completely enveloping the entire Tianxiang Sect.

A huge heartbeat was brewing inside, and the black baby began to dance, bursting with joy of its upcoming birth.

(End of this chapter)