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Chapter 210 A treasure, a secret

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Under the dark night, the lights in Chongyuan Pavilion are still bright.

The bright light fell on the bluestone ground outside, reflecting the surrounding scenery very clearly.

The elegant young man slowly walked out of the darkness in a green robe, stood in front of Ao Yan, with one hand on his waist and the other pointing to the red soul that was caught by his big white hand, which could not even be seen in human form.

"Do you know this person's identity?"

Ao Yan shook his head, he really didn't know that he only knew that this must be a big fish.

The young man smiled slightly and said, "That brother should know about the White Lotus Sect."

Ao Yan not only knew it, but also had a mortal enemy. He nodded and said, "I heard that the quarrel was very fierce, but it seemed that it was just that."

"Hmph! How can you know about my White Lotus Sect?! Let me tell you, the bottom layer of my White Lotus Sect is the incense master, and above the incense master, the altar master, the hall master, the deacon, the helm master, the helm master, the helm master, the helm master, the helm master, the helm master, the helm master, the helm master, the helm master, the helm master, the helm master, and the helm master are already at the high end of the White Lotus Sect. Each floor has a total of incense masters, the altar master, the helm master, etc., which are used to communicate with superiors and subordinates. Because I, the White Lotus Sect, people in the sect are not allowed to engage in private fraud and form cliques in private, and at the same time they serve as supervision and communication."

These should have been secrets within the White Lotus Sect, but they were spoken out by this young man at this moment, so there is naturally a purpose among them.

"Each altar master has at least three incense masters, and so on. In addition, there are all my White Lotus Sect's great and small scholars. Together, there are at least 100,000 people in Chixian Prefecture, 60% of whom have cultivation, 30% have the cultivation level of the mortal world, and 10 have the cultivation level of half a step of magical power."

Boy, I want to make the decision of this king. I have revealed that my family will be for you and think about it yourself.

Ao Yan and the young man looked at each other and smiled. The meaning here was very simple, but why is this guy so ignorant now? His life is in his hands, and he dares to indirectly threaten and oppress.

Humph, I see that this City God will not knock on you and scrape you a layer of flesh!

Ao Yan's face was stunned and he showed horror: "The White Lotus Sect is indeed powerful!"

Sure enough, the red soul swayed leisurely in the air for a few times, as if he was extremely satisfied when he saw Ao Yan's fear.

What Ao Yan didn't expect was that the elegant young man was even more exaggerated than himself: "Ah. It's not just a big momentum. Brother, let me tell you that two years ago, before the imperial court sent troops to encircle and suppress the White Lotus Sect, there were 500,000 followers of the White Lotus Sect, and there were 500,000 followers alone. It was so powerful, but under the imperial army, they were all gone. Now the emperor wants to deal with the people of Donghai, and he can't get out of time, so he just issued an order for the Yudao Sect to come and wipe out."

"Ah, so that's how it is." Ao Yan looked like this.

The young man's words seemed to be talking about how powerful the White Lotus Sect is, but even idiots could hear their tone. So what if the White Lotus Sect is, it's been killed by the court?

Ao Yan glanced at his soul. Although there was only a red human figure left, Ao Yan could vaguely see this guy's extremely wonderful expression after being exposed.

He is gritting his teeth at the young man now.

"What a big tone, do you know who I am!" The boy's cold voice came, and Ao Yan could hear that he was trying hard to suppress his anger.

"You, of course I know." The elegant young man shook his head and looked at Ao Yan and said, "Although the White Lotus Sect was seriously injured, even its leader was hiding in the Chixian Prefecture. He was still arrogant everywhere. The core of the sect are the four great Galans, the Saints, the Little Ming King, and the Master. The two people who were crushed by the Yudao Sect today are Long Po Galans and the Vajrasan. If this is killed, the White Lotus Sect will be even more injured. As for the Saints and the other two Galans, it is not to be afraid. Because the internal conflicts of the White Lotus Sect are very serious..."

"Boy! Who are you?!"

King Xiao Ming began to get mad because he was scared. This man could see so clearly the internal situation of the White Lotus Sect!

A spy in the court?!

It’s impossible. This person has neither the aura of the White Lotus Sect nor is he like those life officials who have been in the official accent all day!

Then who is this person...who is it!

"By the way, brother, you haven't introduced yourself yet." Ao Yan was actually the most vigilant of this elegant young man who suddenly appeared.

First, it was because the other party appeared too suddenly, second...

He knew from the appearance of Xiao Ming Wang that what this person said just now was the truth. But because it was the truth, Ao Yan felt a little scary. A person who was not inferior to the court and did not belong to the White Lotus Sect was so familiar with the White Lotus Sect. It was too incredible that this person was so deep and a little scary.

This person appeared at this time and must have been peeking around just now.

If it is a person from the court, then when you come out, you can directly discuss the Yudao Sect woman sent by the court, so you are definitely not from the court.

"Am I..." The young man smiled elegantly, his voice a little lonely: "Brother, have you heard of Beimang Mountain?"

On the Beibei?

I am still in the west. I am not even familiar with the mountains on my own territory, so how can I know this place name?

Looking at Ao Yan shook his head blankly, the elegant young man was about to speak, but the soul of the Xiao Ming King, who was still being grabbed by the white-angry hands, burst into a harsh laugh.

Ao Yan snorted coldly, and Bai Qi's hand immediately tightened for several points.

If he puts a little harder, he can crush this soul.

His life was threatened, and Xiao Mingwang put down his wild posture, but gasped, and still said in a low and crazy voice, his tone was full of disdain and mockery: "Beijing Sect, also known as Guigu, was the first evil path in the world in the past. It specializes in collecting souls to refine ghost insects, ghost cups, zombies, corpse poisons, etc., which are disgusting to everyone, and rats cross the street. Hahahaha... Unfortunately, several years ago, my Great White Lotus Sect came to the world, adhered to the doctrine of light, and the first to slaughter was Beijing Sect!"

After saying that, he burst into laughter again.

"Beijing is not a good bird. It deserves to be slaughtered. You should thank me for the White Lotus Sect. You have sent all these evil deeds into your vacuum hometown, hahahahahaha..."

So that's it. Ao Yan suddenly understood why so many believers in the White Lotus Church would raise ghosts. It must be because he slaughtered Beim, seized Beim territory and classics, and developed teachings among the church. But in this way, this elegant young man was also a fish that missed the net?

"What a pity." After laughing, Xiao Ming Wang said lightly: "It's a pity that you missed your evil deed. You don't know. At that time, your uncles and uncles were killed, but we didn't take action. We wanted to keep them useful, but we didn't expect... Hehe, but we didn't expect that they were backfired by the countless ghosts raised during our lifetime and were eaten by them! What a pity, you didn't see that scene. There might be your sisters, or even grandma and mother in it. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

This is really vicious!

Shut up! If you talk again, he will ruin you. Where can I get the benefit of the City God?

Ao Yan was a little anxious, but the imagined situation did not happen. The young man was still gentle and extremely gentle, but his expression was even more lonely.

"You are right at all. They are all blamed for being backlash. When I was young, I refused to practice the secret techniques in the sect because I had expected them, but I didn't expect them to be true. Beim is really bad, and this is understandable. Among them, the good and bad are mixed, and there are many incorrect mental skills. Many of them will directly harm the living people to obtain their souls. I also think that they... are worthy of death."

As soon as these words came out, Ao Yan and Xiao Ming Wang were both stunned.

"But, you are wrong. Beim is in charge of the ghost realm in the world. When Beim existed, no ghost could hurt the mortal world at will, and there were no disasters like zombies, droughts, and other disasters that caused disasters. Because these were all firmly held by Beim, and Beim almost did not involve disputes in the mortal world. But what did your White Lotus Sect do!"

Speaking of this, the elegant young man suddenly became stern and his expression became cold and even a little hideous, as if he had changed his body, and he was like an evil ghost under the night.

"The White Lotus Sect destroys Beim, disrupts the great order of people and ghosts, uses ghost paths to confuse the world, slaughter and harm the people, involves world disputes, and attempts to rebel and usurp the throne! Hum! It's a bastard!" The elegant young man said this, turned to look at Ao Yan, bowed and said, "Brother, I will tell you directly. I'm going to settle this soul, but I won't rob it. How about we make a deal?"

Trade with you? Use this soul to exchange for something? I heard from this guy that you were also a member of the Great Sect of Beim before. Even if you were destroyed, you should have a lot of good things on your body.

Yes, not bad.

However, if the City God held this guy hostage, he would also get a lot of resources. Beim was destroyed by the White Lotus, and most of the things were occupied.

Under the expediency between the two ministers, Ao Yan felt that it would be better to hold this little guy hostage by himself.

But the words of the young man at this time made him change his mind: "Brother, do you still remember what I said to you at the beginning and told you not to believe him, why?"

“Why?”

Ao Yan was stunned.

"For two reasons, the first is that this person is the remnant of Bailian and my life-and-death enemy. This time he met it, a god-given opportunity, so I naturally cannot let it go. If it were this reason, you will certainly not give this soul to me." The young man paused and continued: "The second reason is that what this person said is lies. The common methods of the White Lotus Sect are like this, and it is for the benefit of the fact that I was destroyed in Beim. If you agree, then you will be taken to the head of the White Lotus Sect. No matter how high the methods of Brother Taiwan are, I am afraid that there will be death and no life..."

"You fart! Don't listen to this person's nonsense! How could my White Lotus Sect do such dirty and obscene things?!"

"Shut up." Ao Yan frowned.

If I had never come into contact with the White Lotus Sect, I would naturally believe it, but now I have come into contact with it, I don’t believe it at all. In addition, this little Ming Wang was obviously said to be the central thing and was furious, so...

"What do you want to exchange for?"

As soon as Ao Yan said this, the soul of the little Ming King who was controlled by him began to struggle when he knew something was wrong.

But what's the use of struggling again? Ao Yan snorted coldly, and his big white hand suddenly became several times larger, pinching it tightly like an ant.

"A little treasure map, a secret."

…(To be continued.)
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