The day of Wei Manzhou's execution was a cloudy day.

Penglai Island once had a prominent position in the world of cultivation. It naturally did a lot of things to plunder resources and bully others. Now that Penglai Island has fallen to the bottom, there are many people in the world of cultivation who have added insult to injury and come to the execution ground to watch the fun.

This is undoubtedly a huge shame for the once famous Penglai Island. Therefore, not a single Penglai Island disciple appeared on the execution ground.

The old island owner came, sitting blankly on the seat, his eyes were empty, his face became more and more haggard, and his whole body exuded the rotten smell of dying.

The sky was covered with clouds, and the strong wind carried a biting chill, passing through the clothes of everyone on the execution ground.

Wei Manzhou, who was all dirty and dirty, was pushed up. His steps were sloppy and he couldn't maintain his balance at all. He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

As soon as today's protagonist appeared on the stage, there was a burst of whispers among the crowd watching.

Wei Manzhou was silent. He lowered his head as if accepting his fate. His long and messy hair blocked his face, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

The so-called Lingchi punishment is to fix the victim in the Tiangang Sword Formation, then activate the formation, and use the thousands of sharp blades of the Tiangang Sword Formation to cut the victim into pieces.

This formation can be called cruel, but in order to calm the anger of the sect to which the victim belonged, the Immortal Alliance still made such a ruling.

As the time approached, more and more people gathered at the execution ground. The elder looked at the time and said solemnly: "The time has come for execution!"

The white light of the formation lit up, and the first air blade slashed across Wei Manzhou's arm. When a tear appeared in his clothes, gurgling blood also flowed from the wound, soaking his gray clothes with a deeper dark color.

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Wei Manzhou groaned in pain, as if he finally realized that he was going to die here, and then he raised his head in panic, his red eyes quickly roamed the field, and soon found the person he wanted to find.

"Master, save me!" He cried with all his strength, crying, "I am your only great disciple!"

The eyes of the old island owner, Furui Muha, moved slightly, with a hint of pain. He couldn't bear to look away, and his fingers trembled slightly.

They were wrong, wrong from the beginning.

From the moment Penglai Island received a visit from Master Tianyuan and welcomed him in, Penglai Island had slipped into an abyss of eternal destruction.

Under his connivance, Zhou'er has committed an irreparable and heinous crime, and now... no one can save him.

The silence of the old island owner made Wei Manzhou understand something. At this time, Wei Manzhou suddenly let out a nervous laugh.

He struggled to stand up and shouted in that direction with all his strength: "Master! Tell me, did you really give Penglai Island to Xie Wanyou - did you really give the position of island master to an outsider?"

He looked up to the sky and laughed, facing the howling cold wind, his voice sounded like tears: "Master, I am your eldest disciple, why would you rather pass on the position of island master to outsiders than save me! Why!"

"That's the case...that's the case!" Wei Manzhou said with a ferocious face, "Then let's not even think about it! What should belong to me, even if I destroy it, I will not give it to anyone else!"

The old island master suddenly raised his eyes and looked at his unrecognizable first disciple in disbelief.

Wei Manzhou had turned to the direction of the leader of the Immortal Alliance and laughed wildly: "Leader, do you think you can control Penglai Island forever? Penglai Island has already rebelled. Even if the island leader is changed, all Penglai Island disciples will still find ways to get rid of it.

you!"

His tone was as cold as a poisonous snake: "Don't you know, my master sent me secretly to find Master Bixiao in order to get rid of you..."

The old island owner suddenly looked at the leader, and saw that Leader Duan's face quickly became gloomy like the color of the sky.

The old island owner's chest heaved violently several times, and he instantly collapsed on the chair.

It's over, it's all over...

Zhou'er actually would rather drag the entire Penglai Island into the water than surrender Penglai Island to Xie Wanyou, leaving the remaining Penglai Island disciples with a way to survive...

Doesn’t he understand? If Penglai Island is given to Xie Wanyou

, Penglai Island’s thousand-year-old heritage may be able to continue despite the strife of the Immortal Alliance.

But once he tells the alliance leader that all the Leng Penglai Island disciples have turned against him, the alliance leader will definitely do anything to keep the secret of Shenqi and destroy the entire Penglai Island!

Furious, the old island owner's lips trembled and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

In a daze, he looked at Wei Manzhou and could hardly recognize the child.

When did his Zhou'er become this twisted look?

The old island owner collapsed like a collapsed snow mountain.

Wei Manzhou looked at this scene and laughed with blood in the rain of swords and swords in the sky: "I have no regrets! I have no shame! Just wait, you will meet me in hell sooner or later!"

As the world was spinning, the old island owner felt someone coming to his side.

The blurry face formed a double image in front of his eyes, he opened his mouth, and finally passed out in great sorrow.

The noisy sound gradually faded away. When the old island owner woke up again and saw the white bed tent above his head, he thought it was just a nightmare.

But the smell of blood in his mouth clearly told him that there was blood.

"Island Master, are you awake?"

A clear female voice came from the bedside. The old island owner slowly turned his head and saw the young sword master sitting on the chair, holding his head and looking at him.

The old island owner tightened his lips and said hoarsely: "What...are you doing here?"

Until this time, the old island owner still had no good impressions of the sword master who had colluded with the Immortal Alliance and usurped the power of Penglai Island.

Xie Wanyou said: "You fainted in the execution ground. I took the initiative to resign from the alliance leader and saved you."

The old island owner had no reaction. He turned his head blankly and looked at the bed tent in complete silence: "No need to beat around the bush. If you have anything to do, just tell me."

Xie Wanyou smiled: "The island owner doesn't seem to think highly of me. Is it because I am too young?"

The old island owner was silent for a while and said in a hoarse voice: "The poison in my body has taken effect, and I am probably about to die. Before I die, I would like to advise you that the water in the Immortal Alliance is very deep, and you cannot swim through it... I don't want to

If you end up like Wei Manzhou, you should listen to your master and go back and make alchemy honestly."

"Thank you for the reminder, Island Master," Xie Wanyou thanked you and changed the topic: "But, I came to the Immortal Alliance just to drain this muddy water."

A huge wave suddenly appeared in the old island owner's cold eyes, and he subconsciously turned his eyes to look at her.

Xie Wanyou said slowly: "I know exactly what is behind the Immortal Alliance."

"You——" The old island owner's heart suddenly shook, and he subconsciously looked outside the door in a hurry.

"It's okay. Those standing outside now are all my people."

The old island boss had nothing else to think about. Xie Wanyou's words quickly set off huge waves in his heart, and he asked in a trembling voice: "You know..."

Xie Wanyou nodded: "I know, my purpose is to destroy it."

In an instant, the old island owner figured out many things.

Yes, yes!

The Fushuang Sword Master predicted by the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is the one who can stop the catastrophe in the world of cultivation!

How could such a person stand in the same camp as the Immortal Alliance?

If her purpose is to destroy Shenqi, then——

There's a real chance she could succeed.

For a moment, the old island owner seemed to see a faint light of fire in the ashes. He tremblingly stretched out his hand towards Xie Wanyou, with a little more light in his eyes: "You want Penglai Island, right?"

Xie Wanyou: "Yes, I need Penglai Island."

"Give it to you, I'll give it to you," the old island owner's chest kept rising and falling, panting like a broken bellows. He grabbed Xie Wanyou's hand as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Just, I beg you, keep the rest of Penglai Island."

Disciple, it doesn’t matter if you send them out, as long as Penglai Island Kung Fu can continue to be passed down, I will be worthy of my ancestor..."

Xie Wanyou paused: "I promise you that I will protect the Penglai Island disciples who have not done anything evil."

"Okay, that's fine..." The old island owner closed his eyes, leaving a drop of turbid tears in the corner of his eyes: "The island owner's seal is hidden on Penglai Island.

Under the water of the Seventeen Pools, there is a dragon that is about to transform into a dragon. If you take a drop of my heart blood as a token, you can pass the dragon... Remember, only the seal can open the forbidden area where the Penglai Immortal Grass is."

The old island master said a lot, Xie Wanyou listened carefully and wrote everything down.

"The second elder and the fourth elder have been bribed by the Immortal Alliance and are completely untrustworthy. Among the other elders, only the great elder is completely trustworthy." The old island owner said intermittently: "You...you must be careful."

Just as Xie Wanyou was about to speak, the communication talisman in her hand suddenly lit up. After Xie Wanyou connected, a deep voice came out: "There is still time for one stick of incense."

With only five minutes left, Xie Wanyou responded and quickly took the old island owner's blood. He then pondered for a moment and finally asked the old island owner a question: "Island owner, do you know where its headquarters is?"

The old island owner's eyes moved and he shook his head with difficulty. Xie Wanyou pursed his lips and asked a different question: "Then do you know where the main medicinal materials they use to make monsters come from? In other words, where do they refine the evil elixir?

The location of the main stronghold..."

"I have a spell on me and cannot speak, but..." The old island owner moved his fingers and handed out a small storage ring from his sleeve: "Take it, there may be the answer you want in it.

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Seeing Xie Wanyou take the storage ring, the old island owner turned his head and looked at the white bed curtain with his eyes that were gradually becoming dull.

"I have done too many wrong things in my life, and I have sorry for too many people. I know that my sins are serious. If there is an afterlife... let me be a slave to all those who owe money..."

His words stopped abruptly.

Xie Wanyou looked at the old island owner.

His eyes were slightly open, his pupils were dilated, and he seemed to die with his eyes open and ashamed.

Xie Wanhu put away the storage ring calmly, quickly tidied up the scene, and then walked out.

Regarding the death of the old island owner, this is how she explained it to Alliance Leader Duan and the Elders of the Immortal Alliance -

"The old island owner seems to be detrimental to the Immortal Alliance, so when I saw him suddenly becoming poisonous, I didn't..."
To be continued...