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Text Chapter 180 Cloud Demon Goes North (1)

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    One day two months later, Chen Guanshui stood in front of an ancient Taoist temple, seemingly waiting for someone.  And he is indeed waiting for someone.  After leaving Baiyuntuan that day, Chen Guanshui was taken all the way north by Chen Aluo and Chen Alie, and it took him fourteen days to get to where he is now.  Then it took a day to completely defeat the largest cultivation sect here, the middle sect with three Nascent Soul Lords.  Chen Aluo sacrificed the Sunset Divine Mirror, with a halo of light. He only made three moves, but he forced the Nascent Soul Lord Daoji opposite him, who was full of talent and boasted himself to be the number one genius in a hundred years, to collapse and fall.  And die.  ??And below, when Chen Alie's blazing sun mirror came out, it was as if the sun was moving in the sky, and there were two days in the sky.  Just as soon as it fell, the green spiritual mountain was melted into scorched earth, and 140,000 sect monks died.  Chen Guanshui saw before his eyes that the majestic sect collapsed in one day, the people's smoking utensils all over the mountain were turned into ashes, and the peaceful fairyland turned into a slaughterhouse, but he could not feel any disgust at all.  Because this sect, which is called "Lingshen Sect" on the surface, is involved in an existence that Luofu calls "the reverse surname alliance".  As the name suggests, as a person with a big surname, he is born to be the prey of the "unfaithful surname alliance".  Similarly, people with "unfaithful surnames" are also the first targets that people with big surnames must kill quickly.  One hundred thousand years is too short, but the big surname is too rampant.  After all, in all major catastrophes, there are always talented souls who destroy the surnames, and even break down the clans and create temporary qi for hundreds of millions of cultivators. However, disasters always happen again, and the surnames can always rely on the kind of people born in their blood.  Extremely superior, relying on the talented disciples who are born every year, he can smooth out all hardships, bury all enemies, and kill all those who dislike him.  Until another disaster strikes.  Therefore, Chen Guanshui knew very early on that there were countless enemies with big names lurking in this world of cultivation.  Except for the most obvious Blood Sea lineage, the remaining enemies have long since died under the long river of time. Only the real Yuanshen are left.  And even these real Yuanshen often cross certain lines that cannot be crossed when taking revenge, and are jointly killed by the Five Directions Walking, or even forced to take action by the Tao Ancestor.  But in the end, these dead remnants survived.  Some souls have imprisoned their cultivation and transformed into the most ordinary beggars. They walk lonely in the mortal world, eating leftovers and eating cold soup. They save those abandoned into the abyss of death in lonely graveyards and teach various Taoist methods.  The trick is to plant small trees.  Some souls turned into stone statues and remained lonely for thousands of years, allowing mortals to welcome them into the earth temple and worship them as gods through some accidental divine experiences.  But she quietly waited for those who could really use her to knock on the door.  Some souls hid in the dimensional space, transformed that side of the world into a killing trap, and specially lured the disciples of the big surname to come to explore, and then laid out a series of baits to attract the real geniuses of the big surname, those disciples of the first-grade golden elixir, to come and take another bite  Swallow.  Some souls even transform into ghosts and gods, sneaking into the dark world and lurking in the nameless world.  There are more souls that can restrain murderous intentions, persevere and hate, can make friends with the seven major surnames, open up to make friends with people from the major surnames, open up the foundation of Taoism and discuss the Tao with people from the major surnames, and open up the opportunity to integrate one's own blood into the major surnames.  Go and let your daughters and charming female disciples naturally admire the disciples with the same surname and naturally create marriages.  The most stoic one can even tolerate the dignity of his true soul, fighting to share a husband with others, standing at the core of Langye Mountain, silently thinking about the pleasure of erasing everything in front of him.  But, all these people are dead.  So the enemies who are still alive are naturally even more terrifying.  So Chen Guanshui could only stand silently in the wind, watching the two halos of light in the sky showing off their majesty, but he would not feel the slightest sadness for the people who had just died on the ground.  If he is weak once today, it may be Luofu who is turned into scorched earth tomorrow, and his parents may be turned into fly ash.  But it is true that only by leaving the place of Confucianism can we truly understand the dangers in the world.  There are many shortcomings under the Confucian sect, but after all, it is still a paradise where monks can live according to the rules.  And the "Lingshen Sect" in front of us could not be said to be anything more than a small surname.  And because he didn¡¯t have the bloodline advantage of a big surname and wanted to maintain the rule of his bloodline, he acted even more cruelly than Luofu.  Luofu only castrated the mortal boys with spiritual roots in his territory. There were still hundreds of vassal cultivator families below, but on the ground of Lingshen Sect, except for the first surname of the clan leader, no second surname was allowed.  Monk.  In fact, even the male cultivator who entered the marriage had no way to survive. After leaving his daughter behind, he could not even die.  Without the bloodline advantage of a big surname, one can only select those disciples with spiritual roots from among the thousands of descendants of the clan, or just try their best toDo everything possible to let your sons have as many spiritual roots as possible.  Naturally, all kinds of cruelty are too numerous to describe.  Such a sect would be better off dead.  At least, Chen Guanshui knew that the group of people who were coming to the Taoist temple in front of him sincerely worshiped Chen Aluo and Chen Alie of the Destruction Spirit Sect as a great benefactor.  Just as there is the "Inverted Surname Alliance" in the darkness under the light of the Seven Great Surnames, there are naturally countless remaining people who died under the fierceness of the Lingshen Sect and turned into poisonous snakes, vultures, hyenas, and even maggots, trying their best to think  Destroy the spirit god.  For example, the foundation-building monk Du Leicheng standing opposite him now is a man like a hyena.  Under the magical power of dreams, every detail appears.  In the past seven days, he has only done one thing, and that is killing people, killing people very seriously.  In this "hunting ground" with a radius of fifty miles, also called Baiyunguan, there are a total of one hundred and seventy-seven villages, ninety-one of which are where descendants of the Lingshen Sect live.  Among them, lurk the remaining seven foundation-building monks and hundreds of Qi-refining monks after the collapse of the Lingshen Sect.  But these people, as well as the mortals in the ninety-one villages, have been killed one by one by this Du Lei City in the past seven days.  No one can escape his pursuit, and no monk can face his desperate disregard for life and death.  Just like he had suffered.  There are many monks like those from Du Lei City lurking in the pine forests around them.  On the way to this Baiyun Temple, there are also many.  But Chen Guanshui did not talk to them.  He knew that their target this time was not him, but the two Nascent Soul Lords Chen Aluo and Chen Alie who were taking a nap in Baiyun Temple.  Chen Guanshui simply hung the Xuanyuan Tongtian Spirit Jade on his waist and let the aura of purple energy penetrate directly into the eyes of Du Leicheng and others, which was enough to silence them all.  Chen Guanshui's eyes were not on Du Leicheng and others at all.  Passing through the gap above the pine forest, one can see the clear sky, feel the blood and cruelty in the overturning of this land, the joy and confusion after the eruption of thousand-year hatred, the chaos to the extreme and only want to  The pain that is about to end, and the servility that longs to be suppressed.  Sure enough, people always don¡¯t believe in themselves.  But the real Baiyun Temple has arrived.
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