Chapter 341 Making things difficult
Noon on the second day.
Liu Changsheng's figure appeared outside the Qinglian Divine Palace, sacrificed the spiritual beast ring, put away the golden scale pangolin that had made great achievements, and looked back at the large building covered by numerous bans in front of him, feeling mixed feelings.
This Qinglian Divine Palace, which first appeared in front of the cultivators of the four sects, brought infinite hope and fantasy to the cultivators of the four sects, but because of the appearance of Lei Ao, a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, this space became a bloody Shura field.
And such things may continue to happen in the future!
The spiritual sense swept across a thousand miles, but no humans or monsters appeared.
Take out the jade talisman of the Breaking Realm and slowly inject magic power...
After a sensation of dizziness and discomfort, the suffocating pressure of space slowly dissipated, and Liu Changsheng appeared on the high platform surrounded by light and shadow that day when he stepped into the Qinglian Secret Realm.
And in the four corners of this platform, a monk stood up, staring at him with a bright look.
A thin, young and old man in gray robe with a young face, a middle-aged man in green robe with a gentle appearance, a tall, majestic old man in green robe, and a hot and charming palace woman in palace clothes.
These four people are Tianfeng Zhenren, Song Chaoyang, Jin Wuya and Mrs. Haitang.
Seeing that the Nascent Soul Elders of the four major sects were guarding the high platform without any hesitation, Liu Changsheng felt inexplicably nervous. It seemed that someone had walked out of the Qinglian Temple and informed the four people of the news that Lei Ao killed the cultivators of the four sects. Otherwise, the four people would not have waited here in unison.
Just now, these four people probably had carefully examined themselves several times with their spiritual sense.
"Disciple Liu Changsheng has met Master Jin and three seniors!"
Liu Changsheng respectfully gave a respectful gift to Jin Wuya, and then gave a gift to the other three.
Jin Wuya nodded and said expressionlessly: "Liu Changsheng, come and prove your identity!"
Although I had guessed that someone would conduct a careful examination of myself, I didn't expect that this method was used. After thinking for a while, Liu Changsheng summoned the Moon-Watching Bark from the Spiritual Beast Ring.
There are very few descendants of divine beasts like Wangyue. It is no secret that Liu Changsheng has a Wangyuezhu, which is enough to prove his identity.
As soon as the moonlight monk appeared, he was about to look around, but suddenly he found that four Nascent Soul cultivators were staring at him. The spiritual pressure from the four of them was extremely powerful, which made it feel depressed. He was shocked and couldn't help but shrink his neck, took a step back, and hid behind Liu Changsheng.
"This spirit beast is good. If you advance to the higher level, your strength cannot be underestimated. Nephew Liu, I would like to exchange a high-level demon pill for your spirit beast, can you?"
Song Chaoyang looked up and down at the moon-watching bark and said with his eyes lit up.
"It's good to swallow your grandson!"
Liu Changsheng secretly complained, no wonder Song Hui was greedy and arrogant. It seems that he was inherited from Song Chaoyang.
High-level demon pills are rare for Jindan monks, but for Liu Changsheng today, they are not rare and cannot be compared with the value of Wangyuezhu.
Although he secretly despised Song Chaoyang's virtue in his heart, he had a smile on his face, bowed and said with neither humility nor arrogant: "Senior Song was joking, Wangyuezhu accompanied his younger generation to life and death. I never thought of using it to exchange for anything!"
After being rejected directly, Song Chaoyang's face suddenly became a little ugly. He narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Liu Changsheng and looked again and again, and said, "Your identity cannot be determined based on just one spirit beast. Do you have other tokens?"
After pondering for a moment, Liu Changsheng put away his moon-watching bar, stretched out his palm, and a golden stick appeared in his palm.
"This is the natal treasure of the younger generation. Can you prove your identity?"
Liu Changsheng said calmly, but he felt angry in his heart and did not understand why Song Chaoyang was targeting him. Logically, he was a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion, and Jin Wuya was here, so it was not Song Chaoyang's turn to verify his identity.
"It's just an intermediate magic weapon. If it is taken away by a Nascent Soul cultivator, you can sacrifice it and refine it into your own magic weapon!"
Song Chaoyang's words were filled with a little contempt and ridicule.
"So I wonder if Senior Song, what kind of tokens do the disciples need to prove themselves?"
Liu Changsheng's anger became even stronger, but he could only suppress it.
"Then take out all the treasures you stolen from Han Kun and take a look!"
Song Chaoyang seemed not to see his anger, and a cold flashed in his eyes and said in an unkind tone.
Hearing this, Liu Changsheng's eyes also had a little chill. He looked directly at Song Chaoyang without any fear.
The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere on the platform suddenly became heavier.
The long stick in Liu Changsheng's hand suddenly shone golden light, and a fierce murderous intent soared into the sky, as if he was about to attack Song Chaoyang the next moment.
Jin Wuya frowned and was about to intervene.
A sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of Liu Changsheng's mouth and said, "Okay, a small matter. Han Kun attacked Liu that day, and this hatred has not been resolved. Senior Song just needs to call Han Kun and let Liu hit him casually to relieve this hatred. Liu immediately returns Han Kun's storage bracelet!"
After saying that, before Song Chaoyang could speak, he turned around and looked at Jin Wuya, lifted his long stick, bowed and said, "Master Jin, Wu Zun, Song Hui and others, together with the demon leader of Xiaoyao Sect, Lei Ao, besieged and framed the disciples, almost taking the life of the disciples. He is willing to ask Master Jin to make the decision for his disciples!"
As soon as this sentence was spoken, the atmosphere on the high platform became more solemn and tense.
The disciples of the four sects were all on the north side of the high platform at this moment. They noticed the fluctuations in the space when breaking through the boundary. Many people walked out and watched, and turned their eyes to the high platform from afar. When they heard the conversation between Song Chaoyang and Liu Changsheng, many people became nervous secretly.
At this moment, almost all the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion stood on the deck of the warship and watched. When they heard Liu Changsheng's words, half of the disciples turned their heads and looked at the disciples of the Yuling Sect on the top of a mountain not far away, looking for Han Kun's figure, they glared one by one, and their murderous aura rose.
Yan Jiyun, Zhao Jin, Shangguan Liuyun and Su Qingchan were also among the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion.
Among the disciples of Hehuan Sect in the other direction, Duanmu Minghui, Duanmu Yan and others are also listed.
And the disciple of the Tianfu Sect who escaped from death under the sudden attack of Lei Ao had turned around.
If you look closely, among the four sects, the Hehuan Sect has the largest number of people, followed by the Tianshi Mansion, the Tianfu Sect and the Yuling Sect are significantly less.
"Song Chaoyang, I haven't been troubled by your Yuling Sect yet, so you jumped out first. OK, I'm just trying to check who was instructed by Han Kun's sneak attack that day, and by the way, I also want to check if the disciples sent by your Yuling Sect this time are the reincarnations of stupid pigs?"
Jin Wuya spoke sarcastically, looked at Song Chaoyang with a bad look, stepped forward, and the green light was shining around him, and a vast spirit rose into the sky.
This old man has always protected his shortcomings. Although Liu Changsheng and Jin Hao have some grudges and dislike Liu Changsheng, this is just a grudge within the sect. If outsiders bully the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion, he will naturally stand up for the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion.
What's more, he thought that Liu Changsheng had done a good job in beating Han Kun, which was very suitable for his taste.
As for Wu Zun and others who mobilized all their troops to find Liu Changsheng to grab the Purchase Pill, he had already made him angry. Fortunately, there was a demon in Xiaoyao Sect that was causing trouble, and the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion were safe. None of the disciples of the Yuling Sect who entered the Qinglian Temple have turned around alive, as if they were dead. It was difficult for him to stop Song Chaoyang from emitting some evil fire, otherwise he would have already fought against the Yuling Sect.
When Song Chaoyang heard Jin Wuya's questioning and seeing Jin Wuya's aggressive attitude, his face looked even more ugly, and his hands and feet were trembling slightly, but he could not argue.
The tragic incident that happened in the Qinglian Divine Palace yesterday was explained after the disciples of the three sects returned. After careful comparison, it was indeed the stupidest disciple of the Yuling Sect who was deceived by Lei Ao first, and took the disciples of the Tianfu Sect to find trouble for Liu Changsheng, but ended up in a tragic ending.
However, as many as nine disciples of the Yuling Sect stepped into the Qinglian Temple, and no one turned around and did not bring back a treasure. Even his grandson Song Hui died inside. When he remembered this, he felt like he was going crazy.
He always believed that this incident originated from Liu Changsheng. If Liu Changsheng had not provoked Lei Ao, how could Lei Ao have pretended to be Liu Changsheng and murdered people, bewitched the disciples of the two sects, and provoked a war between the three sects, causing Song Hui to die?
This chapter is over. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!