Chapter 209 Punishment
"You went to Jiantao Station just to cultivate this passion fruit beeswax?"
Wang Yan gently held a piece of light yellow and clear beeswax, and through the sunlight, a few impurities could be vaguely seen in it.
Bu Chan nodded.
The look in Wang Ba's eyes was filled with distress.
She had already learned the whole story from Shen Fu.
She could completely sympathize with Wang Ba's feelings.
Changing place, if something happened to Wang Hao, she might not be able to survive.
One can imagine Wang Hao's mood at that time.
Naturally, I feel sorry for Wang Yan even more.
While feeling distressed, she couldn't help but feel a little scared.
If I hadn't made a special trip to the Jiantao station in order to cultivate qualified passion bees, and allocated a suitable piece of land there specifically for raising passion bees.
The current self may have turned into a trace of dust when the five major sects raided the camp.
Hearing Wang Ba's question, Bu Chan quickly said: "This is the first batch made. I will screen the flower seeds later, and the quality should be even better." "No, this is enough."
Bu
Chan Nothing happened, and Wang Yan's mind naturally returned to the most important thing at the moment.
Looking at the passion beeswax in his hand, he shook his head and said:
"There is no need to improve the quality. This quality is already very good. Just a little more will be enough."
Bu Chan kept Wang Ba's words in mind and planned to take advantage of the opportunity to teleport. The formation was still running, so I quickly returned to the Jiantao station to cultivate the passion bees. Unexpectedly, they were quickly recruited by the foundation-building monks at the station.
"This Taoist brother, can you transfer her to my subordinates?"
Wang Yan took out a bag of medium-grade spiritual stones and sent it over secretly.
As a foundation-building monk, Wang Yan can naturally recruit Qi-refining monks to work with him.
"Okay, let's go, let's go!"
The foundation-building monk in charge of the dispatch glanced at Wang Hao. He was also a foundation-building monk. He was not willing to offend anyone for nothing, so he followed the trend and assigned Buchan to Wang Hao.
Wang Ba also accepted the task of rebuilding the palace and condensing earth and stone, and he fooled around at will.
As long as you stay in Tianmen Sect, you can't stop working.
He simply relied on the privileges of a foundation-building monk to choose something easy and simple.
It didn't take long.
Suddenly, a golden elixir real person fell from the sky.
The person who came was wearing a red and black robe, with a sinister look on his face, and the darkness and evil that flashed through his eyes from time to time made people shudder.
The monks didn't dare to talk much and just immersed themselves in their work.
But the Jindan Master spoke.
"My name is 'Yu Sha', and I am the elder of Xuanhun Dao."
Wang Hao, who was working, felt a shiver in his heart.
The surrounding monks also invariably put down what they were doing, and looked at the Xuanhun Dao elder nervously and fearfully.
Xuanhun Dao's status in the sect is extremely transcendent.
The reason is very simple. This monk has mastered the soul aura of all the monks in the sect except Jindan Zhenren.
In the teaching, they are responsible for supervising every mandatory mission, recruitment, etc., those left-field monks who used up three opportunities but did not participate.
Once detected, they will be immediately cursed and killed.
But in fact, not only the leftist monks, but most of the monks in the sect are also within the scope of their supervision.
However, for the monks in the sect, they do not have the power of life and death, and they must report to the higher-ups before they can implement it.
Even so, most monks are quite afraid when facing Xuanhun Dao.
But at this time, as a Jindan master, shouldn't he go to Zhongyuan City and continue to confront the five major sects and the Incense Road?
Wang Ba couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt in his heart.
Master Yu Sha's sinister gaze swept across the crowd, revealing a cold look:
"This time our religion is at war with the five major sects and the Incense Tao at the same time. Some people are weak-minded and want to abandon our religion and leave." "
This is not to be avoided . The black sheep has brought bad influence to you, so under the order of the leader of the cult, I opened an altar in public to cast a spell to kill these traitors who betrayed our cult."
Wang Yan couldn't help but feel nervous.
The surrounding monks were also extremely quiet for an instant. Some of them had poor psychological quality. They even couldn't help but look at their Tianmen Order to make sure that they had not violated the rules of the Tianmen Sect, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.
After Yu Sha finished speaking, he immediately flicked his sleeves.
A high altar flew out of his sleeves, rising in the wind, and then landed heavily in front of the newly repaired palace.
Stirring up a wave of air and dust.
The surrounding monks immediately subconsciously took a few steps back.
He looked at this high platform with fear.
Yu Sha took one step forward and landed on the high platform.
Immediately, he opened his palm, and bamboo sticks exuding the aura of the soul floated leisurely.
These bamboo sticks are densely packed, there are thousands of them!
"It's a spiritual sign!"
someone whispered.
Wang Bao stared at the bamboo sticks.
Among them, he suddenly noticed the auras of himself, Bu Chan and Shen Fu.
In his eyes, there was an impulse to destroy it unconsciously!
It is these things that force them to be bound to the Tianmen Sect and live and die together.
However, his reason allowed him to endure it.
Not only is it because the person holding the spiritual lottery in front of him is Jindan Zhenren, he cannot destroy it even if he wants to.
What's more, these soul-sending lotuses are actually in duplicate, and the other copy is in the hands of Ning Daohuan, the leader of the Tianmen Sect with the highest cultivation level.
Even if he could destroy what was in front of him, once Ning Daohuan knew about it, he would definitely die.
Yu Sha stepped on steps similar to Yu's steps and muttered words.
Soon, eight bamboo sticks suddenly flew out from the densely packed spiritual lotus.
There were all monks present, all of whom had smart eyes and ears. They immediately saw the gilded names engraved on the bamboo sticks.
"Antang, Zhao Zhijin, Su Wanqi..."
"He actually ran away too? No wonder I didn't see him when I came back. I thought he was dead!" "
Su Wanqi? Why is he still there? He has always been a kind-hearted person. How dare you be so courageous? Could it be that you made a mistake? Could it be that you were trapped outside and couldn't come back?" "
That's right, Zhang Laoshi is not such a person. Could it be that he made a mistake? "
Seeing these names below, most of the familiar monks showed expressions of disbelief.
Obviously he doesn't quite believe that the people here can have such courage.
There were only one or two people who were acquainted with them, and their evaluations were quite unanimous, and they were not surprised at all about their betrayal of the Tianmen Sect.
Wang Ba, Bu Chan, and Shen Fu didn't speak.
They were not familiar with these people.
Master Yu Sha heard the low-pitched doubts from the monks below, but he did not get angry.
He said in a cold tone:
"A person who wants to rebel will put his thoughts on his face? He will try his best to hide it so that no one can see it."
Wang Yan felt guilty inexplicably, always feeling that the other party Just talking about myself.
When the monks below saw Master Yu Sha speaking, they didn't dare to say anything more and kept silent.
Only they themselves know what they think in their hearts.
Master Yu Sha had a panoramic view of everyone's reactions, and then he sneered, suddenly opened his mouth and shouted:
"Hey!"
In an instant.
On the eight spirit-letting lottery tickets, the aura of the soul suddenly broke away from the spirit-giving lottery ticket and began to sway!
At the same time, next to the first spirit lot, a water mirror suddenly rose.
In the water mirror, a Qi Refining Realm monk with scars on his face could be vaguely seen, walking on the road in a snowy field with a relaxed expression.
"It's Antang!"
People who knew him couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Where is he? This shouldn't be Chen State, right?"
The person who answered him was Master Yu Sha.
He smiled coldly:
"Of course it's not the Chen Kingdom. He went north and should have arrived in the Ye Kingdom now." "
Haha, I'm afraid he still feels that he has escaped from our sect and is feeling complacent..."
Bottom The monks did not speak.
Because judging from the water mirror, it is indeed the case.
This Antang was happily galloping on the snowfield. He even had the intention to get off the flying magic weapon and kill a few snow rabbits. It seemed that he was going to fight for the tooth festival.
There was no tension at all about defecting.
The monks around him didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Ha!"
Master Yu Sha sneered, then closed his eyes and recited the incantation.
Soon, a ray of black light immediately flew out, enveloping Antang's spiritual aura rising above the spirit-sending lotus.
The next second.
In the water mirror.
Antang, who was skinning the snow rabbit, suddenly trembled.
He was in a daze for a moment, as if he noticed something was wrong. He immediately stood up subconsciously and lowered his head.
Immediately, a trace of deep shock and fear couldn't help but appear in his eyes!
As far as the eye could see, the flesh and blood on his body peeled off piece by piece like snow piled on the roof of a house...
"Ah -"
The Qi Refining Realm monk made a horrified sound like a mortal.
But soon, he couldn't even make such a sound, the throat fell out of his throat, and the flesh and blood on his face quickly fell.
However, what made all the monks watching this scene even more horrified was that even though Antang was about to become a skeleton...
he was not dead yet!
"He will live for another month."
Yu Shazhen's eyes flashed with excitement.
"When all the flesh and blood on his body has fallen off, flesh and blood will grow again from the bones." "
Then, it will fall off again."
"There will be one reincarnation every day, and this will last for thirty days. During this period, he will remain With absolute sobriety, the five senses will be as sharp as ever."
"He can't even die, because his bones are soft now, and he can't even hurt himself."
Yu Sha became more and more excited as he spoke, with a hint of excitement in his tone. A trace of pride that cannot be concealed:
"So this technique is called the 'Thirty-day Life Spell' by me... I got the inspiration from the Blood Bone Path..." "Haha, it's
interesting, right? Not only this, I also create There are many other interesting spells, don't worry, I will show you one by one later."
At this moment.
The monks below were all stunned.
And Yu Sha also opened the water mirror next to the second spiritual lottery without hesitation.
One by one, the strange, vicious and torture-filled spells appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
None of these eight people could die a happy death.
A seed of extreme fear was planted in the hearts of the Zuo Dao monks who witnessed the entire process.
Even if some people still have the intention of defecting, they can't help but be shaken at this moment.
Death is all that matters, but being tortured to death like this is something no one wants to do.
Bu Chan also looked pale, but tried hard not to show anything strange.
Wang Hao pretended to be frightened, but actually patted Bu Chan's back calmly.
This level of intimidation is really nothing to him.
Having learned the "Hundred Lives and Soul-Desecrating Curse", he is not that ignorant about the curse.
This seemingly fancy spell is actually of mediocre power and can only be used on Qi Refining Realm monks.
When encountering a foundation-building monk like him, one would either add various negative states to him, or directly attack the soul.
It is not that easy to directly affect the physical body from such a distance.
Of course, Wang Yan didn't mean to underestimate Master Yu Sha at all.
Given the opponent's level, it would be very easy to curse him to death.
When Master Yu Sha felt the fearful emotions of everyone below, he also nodded with satisfaction.
It’s good to be afraid!
If they are not afraid, how can the Tianmen Sect rule them by sending spiritual lots?
However, he still said:
"There are still some people among you, although they have not defected, but they have also done a lot of things to betray our religion." "
We all know who these people are."
"But the leader is magnanimous. I am willing to give you another chance and take the initiative to stand up and admit your mistakes. You are still my disciple. If you don't admit it... Haha!" The monks
below couldn't help but look at me, and I looked at you, with a look of doubt and a look on their face. beware.
However, what made Yu Sha look slightly cold was that after a while, no one came forward.
"Hmph."
Yu Sha snorted coldly.
"That's it. Don't blame me for not predicting what I said!" He
immediately put away the altar and walked away.
Everyone looked at each other, but they couldn't see anything, so they could only get busy again.
But quietly, they were both more wary of each other.
After Wang Ba completed the task of building the palace, he immediately took Bu Chan and Shen Fu. The three of them found a secluded mountain col, opened a cave, and started practicing in it.
The chicken farm on the bank of Nanhu Lake has been razed to the ground, and the spiritual field has also been destroyed due to the overflow of spiritual veins.
Fortunately, all the spirit beasts in the chicken farm had been brought to Jiantao's station by Wang Ba before.
Some high-grade ones were always carried by Wang Yan.
However, since the construction of Dongsheng Station has not yet been completed, they cannot leave here.
Of course, this did not affect Wang Yan's cultivation of the second dantian.
Since he was already a foundation-building monk, he was in a high position, and the spiritual chicken essence was still in sufficient supply. Although he had average qualifications in developing the second Dantian with the 'Meteor Flame Red Gold Iron', within a few days, he was still very good. He soon reached the third level of Qi refining.
"Skills..."
"If there is a skill that matches the 'Golden Fire' and is suitable for the second Dantian, and the skill level is higher, maybe the speed can be faster." Feeling the slowness
in the second Dantian Wang Hao shook his head slightly as the mana slowly circulated.
He has been suffering from lack of good skills for a long time.
The "Four Imperial Techniques of Renshui", which I have been practicing since I was in the Qi Refining Realm, is now in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Although it can still be used, the improvement in the speed of practice is extremely limited.
Wang Yan was also looking for better techniques before.
It was a pity that he had seen a lot in Nixia Ghost Market and Linglong Ghost Market before, but nothing impressed him.
There are also many techniques suitable for metal and fire attributes, but they are basically commonplace.
Even the cultivation efficiency is almost the same as that of Renshui Four Imperial Techniques, so it is not worthwhile to practice with it.
"It's a pity that we can't go to Jiantao's station now, otherwise we could go to Linglong Ghost Market to have a look."
Wang Yan felt a little regretful in his heart.
The Linglong Ghost Market on the first floor opens every month, and these two days coincide with the full moon, which is the day when the ghost market is open.
Pick a technique that is fast to practice, and if you practice it to the point of foundation building, you should be able to carry the Yin-Eating Insect Mother.
"I don't know when we will be allowed to go to other camps here."
Wang Hao sighed.
Not a few days passed.
When he received another mission notice and had to go to the square, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
Five corpses were hung high in the middle of the square, which was also the most eye-catching place.
One of them was apparently a half-acquaintance of Wang Yan.
He was wearing a white Taoist robe, now mixed with dust and blood, and even footprints could be seen.
In the past, his face was like the bright moon and his eyes were like stars.
Now his eyes are wide with anger, his face is stained with blood, and his bun is messy and falling down.
He was full of embarrassment, but it seemed to be another side of him that Wang Ba had never seen before.
"Dong Qiyu..."
Wang Hao sighed quietly in his heart.
But it wasn't too surprising.
Wang Yan had foreseen the opponent's outcome very early on.
Therefore, he has always tried his best to avoid getting involved with the other party.
"...These people betrayed the secrets of our religion, told them to the remnants of the Dongsheng Sect, and even secretly provided supplies! They deserve death! The leader is kind-hearted and promised to let them go as long as they stand up, but it's a pity that they are stubborn! "
In the middle of the square, a monk from the left was angrily scolding and flogging the corpses of these five people.
Wang Hao glanced at the other party. This leftist monk was actually an acquaintance of Wang Hao.
Jing situation.
It's just that now, his aura has reached the foundation building level.
Wang Ba was silent for a while, accepted the task directly, and left alone.
But before he had gone far, he was stopped by a figure that suddenly flew towards him.
"Fellow Daoist Bai?"
Wang Hao couldn't help but be surprised when he looked at the monk in front of him whose skin and flesh were almost the same as those of ordinary people.
If it weren't for the aura on the other person's body, he wouldn't have dared to recognize it.
Bai Yu smiled and nodded to Wang Yan.
Immediately, he said something that made Wang Yan couldn't help but feel tight in his heart.
"Elder Lu wants to see you."
(End of chapter)