Chapter 448: Hit a Gourd?

Xuanchi Valley.

A barren area between the seventh city and the sixth city.

The vegetation here is short, and the yellow-brown soil is a little damp, emitting a rotten smell upwards, forming a poisonous miasma full of stench, somewhat like a swamp area, but different.

"Brother Chen, Master and the others have gone out."

The young man wearing a square scarf stood respectfully at the entrance of the valley and saluted Chen Luo.

This group of people are the elders and relatives of the old faction of the seventh city who were with Hei Pao before. The young man in front of him is Hei Pao's direct disciple, different from the registered disciples such as Wang Kuan and Zhao Qian. Chen Luo can see that the other party is very young, no more than 400 years old.

A Jindan under 400 years old is definitely a genius in the lower realm.

It's a pity that this is the upper realm.

The cultivation speed of this disciple is not the top in the Heart Demon Sect, let alone compared with the younger generations of the Dao Sect Immortal Clan.

"When did it happen?"

Chen Luo frowned slightly.

This morning, Le Qingzhu sent him a message that the leader of the Heart Demon Sect, Tu Cheng, was secretly trading ghosts with Huang Quan. This time, he promised to provide Huang Quan with 300 ghosts above the Jindan realm and 10 at the Yuanying realm. Based on Chen Luo's understanding of the Heart Demon Sect, Tu Cheng simply couldn't provide so many high-level ghosts.

So he would definitely plot against some people.

The remnants of the three generations of sect leaders, such as Hei Pao, were the most suitable targets. Chen Luo rushed over as soon as he knew the news. No matter what kind of people Hei Pao and his friends were, when Chen Luo first arrived in the upper realm, it was Hei Pao who picked him up, and it was Hei Pao's protection that allowed him to live a peaceful life in the Heart Demon Sect for such a long time.

With this friendship, Chen Luo naturally would not watch Hei Pao being killed by Tu Cheng.

"It's been three days."

The young man looked cautious and didn't understand what was going on.

In his opinion, they had all given up the rights of the Heart Demon Sect and hid in remote places like Xuanchi Valley, and the disputes in the sect would no longer have anything to do with them. This is the innocence of disciples protected by the sect. If they were independent cultivators, even those in the foundation-building stage, they would not have such thoughts.

"Do you know where he went?"

"It seems that he returned to the sect. The sect master said that there are still some things to be explained. After that, we can completely leave the Heart Demon Sect. After that, the two sides will not interfere with each other. As compensation for serving the sect for many years, the sect master will also give us some Heart Demon Stones."

The young man's voice became smaller and smaller.

Even he himself felt that something was wrong. Before, everyone gathered together and no one thought of the worst, so he ignored this problem. Now thinking about it again, there are some problems no matter how you look at it. If the leader of the Heart Demon Sect, Tu Chengruo, is such a good person to talk to, how could he drive them out of the sect before?

"Senior brother, I..."

The young man who came back to his senses in a daze raised his head, and when he looked again, there was no trace of Chen Luo.

There was a circular hole in the middle of the floating miasma, showing the direction Chen Luo left.

Heart Demon Sect.

Imperial City.

After Tu Cheng unified the sect, the entire Xinmo Sect changed its style. The official robes changed their image, and the pattern changed from the previous eleven elders system to a single flying bird system.

Tu Cheng stood on the altar wearing a dragon robe, holding a purple jade talisman in his hand, surrounded by flowing light, and the whole area became hazy under the influence of this talisman.

The Xinmo Sect did not have any spiritual weapons.

Chen Luo had always thought that the leader of the Xinmo Sect had a spiritual weapon in his hand. Not only him, but everyone outside thought so, but only Tu Cheng, the leader, knew that the Xinmo Sect, like other small sects, did not have spiritual weapons to protect the sect.

But it was a little different, because they had the talisman left by the ancestor.

A sixth-level talisman!

The sixth level, this is a realm that even the God Transformation Realm has to retreat. Tu Cheng relied on this talisman to support the Xinmo Sect and shocked all enemies who were eyeing the sect.

"If the ancestor's talisman inheritance was left behind, why would I be so embarrassed."

Tu Cheng stroked the sixth-level talisman in his hand.

After repeated use, many cracks have appeared on the surface of the talisman. Although the light is still flowing, no one knows how long this sixth-level talisman can last. Once the deterrence of the talisman is gone, the Heart Demon Sect will be like those rootless sects and may be destroyed at any time.

Why did the Shadow Eater Sect spend thousands of years for the Cave Heaven Gourd?

It's because of the spiritual weapon!

Only the sect with the spiritual weapon is qualified to inherit, otherwise the sect may be destroyed at any time once the master of the Huashen Sect dies. Their Heart Demon Sect can be passed down for so many generations, relying on the sixth-level talisman, but now this talisman has reached its limit.

As the sect master, Tu Cheng must find a new way out for the sect.

Only when sitting in this position can you understand how difficult it is. Sandwiched between Xuanyin Mountain and Huangquan, he has no extra choice at all. If he takes a wrong step, he will be doomed.

With a firm belief, Tu Cheng set his eyes on the three black-robed people who were sealed by him on the altar.

It is better for the remnants of the three generations of elders to die than for himself.

".I have no choice. You are all elders of the sect. It's time to dedicate yourself to the sect!"

"Tu Cheng, you are betraying your master! Have you forgotten the teachings of the master?!"

The black robe was shocked and angry. He didn't expect Tu Cheng to really attack him. Not only him, but the two elders next to him also had the same expression.

It's not that they are naive, but the first generation of the leader of the Heart Demon Sect had a legacy.

'It is forbidden for fellow disciples to kill each other, otherwise the heart demon will be haunted! '

This is the sect rule set by the first-generation sect master. As the founder of the Heart Demon Technique, what he said is a curse of the inner demon to a certain extent. For the inner demon monks, this is what they fear the most. In the past, Hei Pao and the others were able to escape intact after losing the fight, relying on this sect rule.

It's a pity that this sect rule can't save their lives now.

Tu Cheng is going to use them as sacrifices and sell them to Huangquan!

I don’t know if he has found a way to circumvent the ancestor’s ‘rules’, or if he is preparing to break the jar.

"Everything I do is for the sect! Even if the first-generation sect master sees it, he won't blame me."

Tu Cheng's eyes gradually became cold.

There was a roar in the distant sky, and a black wooden flying boat cut through the sky.

The hull is nearly twenty meters long and suspended in the air. A huge shadow enveloped the entire altar. Most of the hull of the airship was shrouded in fog, with only the bow part clearly exposed.

"Just three? That doesn't qualify as a deal."

A man came out of the boat.

A great monk at the peak of Nascent Soul, wearing a dark flowing robe, with two brown fonts 'Yellow Spring' on the back. Although this person's cultivation level is not as good as that of Tu Cheng, his aura is aloof and he does not take Tu Cheng, the god-transformation monk, into his eyes at all.

Transformation gods are also divided into three, six or nine levels.

In the eyes of the great monk Huangquan, Tu Cheng is the lowest form of god. Of course, the lowest transformed god is also a transformed god. If he were not backed by a Taoist-level force like Huang Quan, he would not dare to speak like this.

"Everything is ready. I hope you can keep your promise."

Tu Cheng suppressed the emotions in his heart and lowered his head in frustration.

He was unwilling to give in.

But there is no way. Strength is respected, and the weak must bow. This is the survival law of the upper world.

The stream of light flashed, and a large group of sealed figures appeared on the altar. These people, like the black robes, were the elders of the Heart Demon Sect. The people of the black robe faction were wiped out in one fell swoop. If there were not enough people left, he used the great elder The faction was replenished, and even his own disciples were sealed by him and thrown on top.

Huang Quan wants ten Nascent Soul level ghosts.

There are only more than twenty Nascent Souls in the Heart Demon Sect. Without endangering the operation of the sect, Tu Cheng must empty out his family fortune if he wants to gather them all.

"Ruthless enough, worthy of being the leader."

The great monk Huang Quan looked at Tu Cheng condescendingly, his eyes full of ridicule.

How many people would think highly of a person who betrayed his sect in order to survive? Regardless of the high-sounding words Tu Cheng said, if it was really for the sect, how could he take the initiative to contact Huang Quan.

"Where's the spiritual weapon?"

Tu Cheng ignored the other party's sarcasm and waited for a moment. Seeing that the other party took the person away, the flying boat trembled and prepared to leave, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"When I bring these ghost materials back, someone will naturally bring them to you." The great monk Huang Quan returned to the cabin.

The fog shrouded over, and the huge flying boat trembled in the air, turning into nothingness and dissipating bit by bit.

Tu Cheng below clenched his hands, a terrifying aura circulated around him, and the green bricks under his feet cracked like spider webs. It took a while before he suppressed the murderous intention.

"This is too much!"

Without saying a word, Tu Cheng turned around and returned to the palace.

The next step is to wait, hoping that Huang Quan can keep his promise.

The flying boat cut through the sky without even a trace of concealment.

This is the Daozong-level force. In their eyes, except for opponents at the same level, all other forces are ants.

"I thought he would not be able to help but take action, but now it seems that I really overestimated him."

On the flying boat, the great monk Huang Quan who had been talking to Tu Cheng removed his breath and looked at the location of the Imperial City of the Heart Demon Sect behind him with a mocking look.

"What a waste!"

"It's just a low-level god transformation. This small sect with no foundation doesn't understand the secret of god transformation at all."

The remaining two people also spoke.

These three people are all underworld monks. Unlike the ghost cultivators at the casual cultivator level, their ghost bodies have all been baptized by underworld, and they are not afraid of the human monks of the same level at all. This is also the advantage of the underworld ghost cultivator. Except for the underworld ghost cultivator, the other ghost cultivators are the lowest monks in the upper world and the weakest existence among the same level.

"Of the three major divine seeds of heaven, earth and man, only the human level is the easiest to absorb. These rootless grass cultivators can only come into contact with human-level magical seeds."

boom! !

While several people were talking, they suddenly felt the ship's hull shake.

The huge spaceship seemed to hit something and shook violently. The expressions of the three people sitting on the spaceship changed slightly and they quickly ducked out of the cabin.

Outside is the area where the Ninth City of the Inner Demon Realm is located, and below is a blue sea. The sun shines through the sky, forming a perfect picture.

But none of the three people had the intention to pay attention to the outside environment.

Because they found that the flying boat seemed to have hit something. A huge black gourd butt hit the front end of the flying boat. The terrifying collision made the bow of the flying boat dent. The gourd on the opposite side was unscathed, not even the color of its surface was damaged.

Hit a gourd? (End of chapter)