Master’s plan to revitalize the beautiful girl demon cult

"How is this possible..." He Youzhou's words completely contradicted Youlan's common sense, which made her unwilling to believe them.

Unlike Zhishi, Youlan couldn't completely believe every word He Youzhou said.

So after she heard such ridiculous words, she subconsciously denied it.

But soon she remembered how disrespectful her answer was, "Disciple..."

"It's normal that you don't believe it." He Youzhou interrupted Youlan before she apologized, "I didn't believe this kind of nonsense a long, long time ago when I first entered Tianyan Sect."

"But if you see the bloody evidence one day, you will understand."

"Gods are neither the destination for us practitioners, nor are they existences that can bless us."

"The so-called gods are the greatest manifestation of Heaven's malice towards mankind."

"Because people have the greatest respect for gods, the evil intentions of heaven appear in the form of gods."

He Youzhou's tone was slow, but Youlan's head was buzzing as she listened to his words.

"When practitioners refine cultivation elixirs, what is burned in the furnace is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and what is being practiced in the furnace is still the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

"The moment people use tyrannical means to increase their cultivation speed, the ill will of heaven and earth towards people is already accumulating."

"When this maliciousness accumulates to a certain level, anything can happen."

"Every so-called treasure of heaven and earth is essentially something that condenses a large amount of spiritual energy. When you take it, it is equivalent to robbing the spiritual energy."

"It can be said that everything a practitioner does for cultivation is provoking the way of heaven and accumulating the evil will of the way of heaven towards the world."

When He Youzhou said this, Zhi Shi's expression did not change, as if he already knew these things.

"Then the practitioner doesn't say anything or mention anything?" Youlan frowned, "Isn't this kind of thing bad for everyone?"

"The vast majority of practitioners know nothing about this, and those who do know will eventually pretend not to know." He Youzhou gave Youlan the answer, "Because it will take a long time for the evil intentions of Heaven to condense to such a terrifying level. time."

"It's unlikely that a god will appear in a hundred years." He said, feeling that it was not safe, so he added, "Probably."

Unless it is a practice method that is almost broken like Tianyan Sect, every practice method of the practitioner will gather the evil intentions of heaven, it is just a matter of gathering more or less.

Taking low-level cultivation pills will not have much impact.

Using the kind of cultivation pill that can break through the realm will only cause disaster.

Therefore, even practitioners who know the secret will choose to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

After all, if you use Tianyan Sect’s cultivation method, you may not achieve anything throughout your entire life.

"Master, what does our Tianyan Sect mean by slaying immortals and annihilating gods...?" Youlan had some vague guesses in her mind, but she couldn't be sure.

"It's just what you think." He Youzhou replied ambiguously, "But don't think too seriously."

"Sometimes even if it comes out, we are too lazy to take action." He yawned and rubbed his eyes.

Tomoyo noticed that his master was sleepy, so he secretly hugged him and gave him a chest pillow.

"As long as we do our part well, isn't it good to practice paddling in the water?" he said.

The more he practiced, the more he felt that practicing this kind of thing was just a matter of doing his best.

People like Chishi are the most diligent in the Tianyan sect.

However, if she were placed in other sects, it would probably not be enough.

Everyone in other sects, large and small, wants to improve their cultivation level quickly and takes cultivation pills regularly every day.

There is nothing wrong with one practitioner doing this, but what about a thousand? What about 1?

He Youzhou often feels that the evil intentions of Heaven are so exaggerated, and it is not unreasonable.

"Disciple wants to digest what you said, master." There was a deep sadness between Youlan's brows.

She couldn't be sure whether what He Youzhou said was true or false. After all, it was now telling her that her previous common sense was wrong.

Not only is the deity different from what I thought, but even the matter of cultivation is different from what I thought.

"There's nothing to digest. It doesn't matter if you don't understand." He Youzhou waved his hand casually.

What's so confusing about this thing? I just told her some "common sense" in the practice world.

"Have a good rest and go with me to get a good ranking in the competition." He Youzhou gave Youlan a thumbs up and said.

"The Disciples Association." Youlan nodded, bowed and then withdrew.

"There is still a bit of a gap between Youlan and Master." He Youzhou said depressingly as he watched Youlan leave quietly.

"Youlan has only been here for such a short time, so it's normal to be a little unfamiliar." Tomoyo said lightly.

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that Youlan did not join the Tianyan Sect voluntarily.

At that time, Youlan was like having a knife held to her neck, and it was impossible to be sincere in her apprenticeship.

"By the way, Master, is it really okay for you to tell Youlan so many things at once?" Tomoyo secretly hugged Master and asked, "Aren't you worried that she won't be able to accept this kind of thing, or that you think we are making up stories? ?”

"What she thinks is her business." He Youzhou looked into the distance, "Whether she believes it or not is her own choice."

Since Youlan is a disciple of the Tianyan Sect, as the master, he has the obligation to tell Youlan the truth. "As a master, I just tell her the truth."

"Well, I think she will believe you, Master." Tomoyo took a deep breath, and his tone of voice began to sound a little light.

"Zhishi, are you holding me tighter and tighter?" He Youzhou always felt weird.

"Nothing." Tomoyo replied without thinking.

Chapter 24: Chapter 24 Well done, well done

Castle Peak Gate.

At this time, Wan Zhu was standing respectfully in front of an old man with white eyebrows, bowed at the waist.

This old man with white eyebrows is the head of Qingshan Sect, the old man with white beard.

He looks old, but his actual age is not necessarily older than that of a young-looking practitioner.

The appearance of a practitioner comes from the heart. When your heart is young, your appearance will be very young.

The reason why the white-bearded old man is so old is naturally because his state of mind is that of an "old man".

At this time, he was sitting on a chair, looking at Wan Zhu with lowered eyelids, "Wan Zhu, do you really think Tianyan Sect is worth what you do?"

Wan Zhu has already told the old man Baibeard all the requirements of the Tianyan Sect, including the fact that he voluntarily retreated in order to protect the disciples of the Qingshan Sect.

"I think it's worth it." Wan Zhu said solemnly, without raising his head, "But if the master wants to punish me, I will accept it willingly. After all, what I did will really harm the Qingshan Sect's face."

"If I needed to punish you, I wouldn't have told the officials in Baicheng to remove the arrest warrant for that witch." The white-bearded old man chuckled. In fact, he was not angry at all because of Wan Zhu's actions.

"I'm very curious. The strength of the leader of Tianyan Sect can actually force you to do this?" The white-bearded old man stroked his beard and asked,

"If he was really so powerful, Tianyan Sect wouldn't be unknown until today."

Wan Zhu was silent at first, and then let out a long sigh. This was also something that puzzled him.

However, with Sanqing on top, he definitely did not think that his judgment was wrong.

Wan Zhu said with a straight face, "His own cultivation level is very low, he is only in the foundation building stage."

The white-bearded old man raised his eyelids slightly, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes moved, as if something had awakened.

The robe on his body automatically moves without wind, giving people the feeling that he is about to strangle the person in front of him at any time.

If Wan Zhu couldn't give the old man with white beard a reasonable explanation, he would definitely have to bear a heavy blow from the old man with white beard.

A group of Qingshan Sect disciples and an elder were forced to retreat by the mere Foundation Establishment Stage. This was no longer a disgrace to the Qingshan Sect.

This made the white-bearded old man feel that he was being played.

The strong have the pride of the strong. In this three-acre land of Baicheng, the white-bearded old man's Nascent Soul stage cultivation is enough to look down on everyone.

He would never allow himself to be teased, no matter who it was.

"Master, calm down, I haven't finished speaking yet." Wan Zhu felt tremendous pressure. It was estimated that if he didn't continue speaking, he would be slapped and seriously injured.

But at this time, Wan Zhu had a very ridiculous idea, that is, he actually felt that the oppression brought by the white-bearded old man was not even as great as that of the demon He Youzhou.

It's just that it's definitely impossible for him to say such words, otherwise, the white-bearded old man would be as simple as the windless robe.

"Although he is only in the foundation building stage, the sword in his hand is likely to be a peerless magic weapon." Wan Zhu said, "What brings pressure to me is not the devil himself, but the sword."

"I'm afraid it's not impossible for him to use that sword to kill all of us on the spot." He said and sighed.

"Oh?" The white-bearded old man suddenly dropped his robe and stopped fluttering.

Moreover, the white-bearded old man has regained his kind-hearted look, and it is completely impossible to tell that he just wanted to slap Wan Zhu seriously injured, "So that's it, he is actually a practitioner who can allow practitioners in the foundation building stage to kill the pill forming stage." The divine weapon."

"Yes, they have been dormant for so many years, but they chose to become active recently. It probably has something to do with this magic weapon." Wan Zhu thought for a while and said.

He found that his reasoning just now seemed quite reasonable.

A demon sect that has been in decline for more than 20 years reappears in front of people because it finds a peerless magic weapon. There is nothing more reasonable than this.

No wonder they dared to protect the demon girl who sucked human blood. With this magical weapon, even the practitioners in the pill-forming stage couldn't do anything to them.

It is estimated that that sword can allow the demons of Tianyan Sect to gain strength equivalent to that of the Yuanying stage, and the strongest practitioners around Baicheng are only at the Yuanying stage, so his arrogance is not unreasonable.

"Wan Zhu, do you think he is worthy of holding that sword?" the white-bearded old man asked coldly.

"This... people in the Demon Cult are naturally not qualified to use such magical weapons." Wan Zhu said quickly, "If this magical weapon is used by the leader, you will be unbeatable in the Baicheng area. "

"Haha, that's an exaggeration, Wan Zhu." No matter what the white-bearded old man said, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"However, you have established great achievements this time." He said, "It is your crime to have a jade in your arms. This magic weapon should also change its owner."

The white-bearded old man didn't think that a mere monk in the foundation-building stage was qualified to use this kind of magic weapon. He was the only one who was qualified.

"By the way, the little devil of Yanmen said that day that his disciples were coming to the rookie competition, right?" The white-bearded old man had already added the word "little" to He Youzhou.

"Yes, he told us not to stop the Tianyan Sect from participating. This was one of the conditions for him to let us go." Wan Zhu said respectfully.

"Okay, great, you did a good job, Wan Zhu." The white-bearded old man stroked his beard again, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

Since the disciples are here to compete, it is only natural that the master will come to watch the competition.

As long as the devil comes to Baicheng, when the rookie competition is over, he will catch the turtle in the jar.

Originally, he had no interest at all in this low-level cultivator's fight, but now it's different. He can be said to be very interested in this rookie competition.

This rookie competition was so well done.

"Don't tell other sects about this matter. It's okay if you know and I know." The white-bearded old man looked at Wan Zhu, and the threat was self-evident.

"I understand." Wan Zhu is not a fool. He understands what the white-bearded old man wants to do. "Master, I will retreat first. Rui Cai is injured. I want to take a look at him."

"Go ahead, your love for your son is really genuine." The white-bearded old man chuckled, "By the way, let someone give Ruicai some high-quality wound medicine. He can't bear it this time when he goes to crusade against Tian Yanmen. Less pain.”

"Thank you, Master." After Wan Zhu thanked the white-bearded old man, he quickly left the place.

After the white-bearded old man waited for Wan Zhu to disappear from his sight, he couldn't help but grab his beard and pull it a few times, "A magic weapon! Hahaha, a magic weapon!"

A monk in the foundation building stage can fight at several levels better with it, so if he gets it in the Nascent Soul stage, he will be invincible.

Qingshan Sect cannot always condescend to the position of the top three sects in Baicheng. It is time to strive for the first place.

Chapter 25: Chapter 25 Blood and tears on the altar

"Ahhh! Why is this happening!" Wan Ruicai angrily knocked over the bowl of blood on the table and shouted.

While his father was discussing the Tianyan Sect with the white-bearded old man, he returned to his secret basement to vent his anger.

Even his father Wan Zhu didn't know that Wan Ruicai had opened a darkroom underneath the house he bought in Baicheng.

The refining of blood pills and all kinds of cruel things are carried out here - the blood required for the refining of blood pills does not come from a clean source.

"I couldn't kill them!" He didn't have the temperament of a handsome young man like before. He grabbed a stool and threw it on the ground, like a man who had lost his mind. "What if they tell me what happened?" !What should I do!!!"

His father would kill him, and he knew very well how much his father cherished his reputation.

The other Qingshan sect disciples who had also taken the blood pill looked at each other, not knowing how to calm down Wan Ruicai's anger.

It seems that their senior brother Wan Ruicai's anger will not stop for a while. The worst case scenario is that these disciples will become his punching bag.

All disciples who had taken blood pills were caught by Wan Ruicai, and betrayal was impossible.