The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 248: Purgatory on Earth
"Besides this place, what other strongholds does the Blood River Evil Sect have? How many demons are there?" Yang Qingyuan asked.

"In addition to this place, I know that there are three other places in Jingzhou, respectively in Bowang, Danshui and Wan County. I really can't say how many people there are. They are all under the unified management of the helmsman."

"What's the name of your helmsman? Where does it come from?"

Wang Moshan hesitated for a moment, "I...I really don't know the name of the rudder master. On weekdays, believers including me always address him as the rudder master. The Blood River Evil Sect has always distrusted those of us who joined halfway. , like me, it is absolutely impossible to be in charge of one side alone! We only know that the rudder master is a subordinate of the Blood River Sect General Altar, and we don't know anything about the rest!"

"Apart from you and the rudder master, what other masters are there in the Jingzhou sub-rudder?"

"Among the Jingzhou sub-rudders, the number of helmsmen and I are the highest in martial arts, and then there are no masters, but there is also a sub-rudder in the Jingzhou sub-rudder, who was approved by the general altar and specially promoted."

Wang Moshan answers all questions.

"But I know who built the Jingzhou sub-helm! This person is called Zhao Quanfu. He was not from the martial arts, but a landlord and gentry in Wuling County, but somehow? The family property of the Blood River Evil Sect bought the house, and the remaining four strongholds in Jingzhou were all bought by this Zhao Quanfu."

The more Wang Moshan spoke, the smoother he spoke, like pouring beans, he said everything he knew.

"The rudder master saw that he sincerely enshrined the Blood River, so he reported to the General Altar and passed down the Blood River Divine Pill!"

Yang Qingyuan nodded, and said to the Four Heroes, "I practice the innate magic art, and I am very sensitive to this kind of pseudo-innate aura. It is that Zhao Quanfu, and I suspect that there are still remnants of the blood river evil sect."

Hearing these words, the rudder master, who was living without love, temporarily sobered up from the humiliation.

Unexpectedly, today's disaster was actually caused by Zhao Quanfu. If he had known this earlier, he would never be greedy for Zhao Quanfu's family property.

After some questioning, several people also got a general idea of ​​the situation of the Jingzhou branch of the Blood River Evil Sect.

After discussing with the Four Heroes of Wudang, Yang Qingyuan handed over the helmsman who fell into a loveless state again to Tie Chengxuan to take care of him, after all, he was the youngest.

Then he took Wang Moshan to the secret room under the villa.

"Several heroes! This villa was originally dilapidated, with only a dark room underground. Later, Zhao Quanfu joined the Blood River Evil Sect, and Zhao Quanfu paid for the reconstruction. The ground is the same as usual, but the underground floor is made by the head of the main altar. It was designed by the mechanism engineer."

Wang Moshan has completely entered the state, and the introduction is endless.

This Nanyang Town Yamate, if he doesn't go astray, has a bright future as a tour guide.

Leading the crowd to the edge of the rockery, Wang Moshan with his left hand reluctantly took out a copper key from a hidden pocket in his right sleeve.

The meridians of his right hand were cut off by Yang Qingyuan's sword energy, and he has completely lost consciousness, and can only rely on his left arm to move.

Even so, Wang Moshan was still smiling all over his face. He inserted the copper key into a gap in the rockery, turned it lightly, and a door opened in the middle of the rockery.

Just when the door was opened, the blood that made Yang Qingyuan sick and disgusted surged again.

"It's this breath!"

"What breath!" Hanhan Mo Qi is the weakest martial artist among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, and his spiritual sense is also slightly sluggish.

Zhang Songxi's nose moved slightly, "There seems to be a smell of blood!"

Yang Qingyuan hesitated at the door of the rockery, he had already guessed that there was such a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood inside.

"You advanced!" In order to prevent Wang Moshan from playing tricks, Zhang Songxi asked Wang Moshan to walk in the front.

A group of people walked into the underground secret room under the rockery, not as bloody as imagined, and seemed to be very clean along the way, but this kind of cleanliness could not hide the faint smell of blood in the air.

"This is where the Blood River Evil Sect usually practices evil methods."

Yang Qingyuan felt the throbbing in his heart, the deep resentment here, and the blood in his heart made him palpitate endlessly.

It's not fear, it's just subconsciously not wanting to see that miserable scene of hell.

He knows the cultivation method of the Blood River Evil Sect, it's too miserable.

After the Wudang Four Heroes confirmed that the basement was not dangerous, they began to disperse and search the basement.

It should be said that the Blood River Evil Sect has developed insignificantly for so many years, and it does have some background.

After sealing Wang Moshan's acupuncture points, everyone in Wudang began to search one by one.

There is indeed a lot of wealth hidden in the basement. There is a secret room piled up with various medicinal materials, and there are also a lot of gold and silver.

Yin Liting searched for three secret rooms, but found nothing. It should be used as a practice room.After leaving the third room, Yin Liu walked to the end along the corridor.

At the end of the aisle, unlike the previous iron doors, this is a stone door, and there is no opening yet.Yin Liu lightly knocked on the stone door, and quite a few small stone chips fell off.

Feeling that the stone was relatively soft, Yin Liu didn't look for a trap, stood still in front of the stone gate, exerted all his strength, and stamped a Wudang cotton palm on the stone gate.

Yin Liting has cultivated Wudang's yin and yang infinite kung fu, with inner strength and true energy, a combination of hardness and softness, which is more suitable for martial arts such as Wudang cotton palm.

Yin Liu's palm hit the stone gate, and there was a soft force in the inside. There was no major damage to the surface of the stone gate, but the inner strength of his palm went straight into the interior of the stone gate.

The stone here was originally relatively brittle, but under Yin Liting's palm, the stone gate was cracked from the inside, and in just a few breaths, the stone gate was full of cracks from the inside to the outside.

Yin Liting withdrew the palm strength of the cotton palm, and then hit the mountain shaking palm again, and the fierce palm force directly hit the stone gate.

The stone door, which had already been shattered by the force of the cotton palm, shattered under the strong external force, and a disgusting smell of blood floated out of it.

The moment the Shimen was shattered, Yang Qingyuan, who was searching with Zhang Songxi in another place, froze slightly.

He could feel strong resentment and blood gushing out from somewhere in this secret room.

Although Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Songxi, and Mo Shenggu were not as sensitive as Yang Qingyuan, they were familiar with the smell of blood and immediately noticed the abnormality.

The four immediately rushed towards the bloody direction.

"Ouch!...Ah!"

As soon as the four of them got near the stone gate, they saw Yin Liting leaning on the wall and throwing up.

"Sixth brother!"

"Sixth brother!"

Yin Liting waved his hands to the four of them, signaling that he was fine.

"This is!?" Yang Qingyuan stood at the stone gate, unable to suppress the anger in his heart.

Yang Qingyuan operated the Innate Promise Kungfu to forcibly maintain his state of mind, but he still couldn't hold back, and stepped aside, "Ouch!"

Song Yuanqiao is experienced, Zhang Songxi is resourceful, and Mo Shenggu is young and mature.Although the throats of the three of them were also acidic, they still resisted the rolling of their throats.

"These beasts!"

Inside the stone gate, there are nearly a hundred corpses or nearly two hundred.

From the decomposing corpses, it can be vaguely seen that they are pregnant women, or in other words, everyone here is.

One corpse and two lives.

(End of this chapter)