This devil can't get through

Chapter 27 A Big Plan
Xia Qingyang glanced at Song Huo and sensed his cultivation... He had a strong blood evil spirit on his body, which was obviously a blood pond cultivation technique, and he was able to suppress the cold poison with the blood evil spirit a long time ago.

He has been stuck in the cultivation of the gods, is it because he is worried that he will suffer the backlash of resentment when he breaks through the gods?

So he said with some temptation: "Master ordered me to collect blood without complaint..."

Song Huo's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he asked, "Can you get the blood without complaint?"

Xia Qingyang said: "The disciple manages a Zhuangzi that can produce blood for the master outside Suqing City... It's just that the scale of the Zhuangzi is not large, and there is no way to meet the needs of the master for the time being."

Song Huo pondered for a while, he seemed a little melancholy?

Then he asked: "Then, does your master still need the blood of resentment?"

Xia Qingyang asked strangely: "I don't know about this, but the disciple guesses... The blood of no resentment must be more useful to the master than the blood of resentment."

Suddenly, he realized something.

Feeling the information conveyed by the wind, perceiving the aura of more than 300 lives imprisoned in this cottage cell... He instantly understood something.

He gritted his teeth secretly, and then said calmly: "Master needs a blood pool to suppress the calamity, and the blood of hatred is just drinking poison to quench thirst, which will make it more difficult for the master to cross the robbery. This is an endless cycle... Master always has to cross It will be more helpful for the master to be robbed, or to replace the blood in the blood pool with blood without complaint."

"This is just the disciple's wild guess. Knowing that the master is very anxious about this matter, he rushed to Senior Song Huo regardless of the injury."

Song Huo nodded lightly and said, "Your guess is not unreasonable... In this case, we should indeed change our behavior."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly and sighed, showing some tiredness.

But this tired feeling disappeared in a flash, he got up and said, "Since Young Master Blood came in person regardless of his injury, then someone from Song should cooperate fully."

"Young master, please give an order. Just tell someone Song what to do, and someone Song will definitely do it for you."

Xia Qingyang was not busy mentioning the people in the cottage, but instead asked about the situation in the mountain.

He asked, "Senior, do you know the form of this mountain?"

"How many strong people are there, and how many are innocent people?"

Song Huo nodded, and said, "There are actually many cottages of refugees from the previous dynasties in this mountain. They usually make a living by hunting in the mountains or farming in the mountains."

"And those who become bandits are mostly controlled by various forces... There are even those who are secretly supported by today's Da Zhou to specifically hunt down these former dynasties escapees."

"If the stockades of the former dynasties are broken, a large number of mountain people will be scattered. Now is the time for each stockade to make a fortune."

"Just like us, when a big stockade was breached earlier, we robbed more than 300 fleeing mountain people, and were about to bleed and kill them all..."

Xia Qingyang pondered for a while and said, "Just like this, it's not the blood without complaint that Master wants."

Song Huo nodded clearly and said, "That's right, now that your master wants blood without resentment, these people are naturally useless... But it seems a pity to deal with them like this."

Xia Qingyang's heart froze when he heard it, this demon sect never took the lives of ordinary people seriously.

While sighing, he said thoughtfully, "Master wants blood without complaint, so we should change the way we do things."

He asked: "When seniors and others arrested people, were they rough?"

Song Huo shook his head and said, "It would reduce the quality of their blood. They even offered delicious food and drink for the past two days. Just wait for the ceremony to be ready and sacrifice them in the back mountain."

Xia Qingyang said calmly: "Then our conditions allow it, as long as the senior's blood flag village slightly changes its operation policy."

Song Huo frowned: "What do you mean, let the brothers in Xueqi Village who can only kill people turn to Kaishan Church?"

There is some sarcasm in these words... Indeed, it seems that people who come from the devil's door do good deeds too much.

Xia Qingyang shook his head and said, "I have thought of three ways to harvest the blood without complaint. Please comment on it."

Song Huo waved his hand and said, "Since you are now a direct disciple of Xuechi, you can also call me your uncle...don't be too polite, I'm just your unskilled uncle. If you have something to say, just say it."

Xia Qingyang nodded and said, "Then Master Song, I will say it."

"The three methods mentioned by the disciple are not for the uncle and others to pretend to be good people to send warmth to others."

"After all, what we are doing is harvesting blood. No matter how well we disguise it, once this purpose is exposed, it will inevitably be regarded as ulterior motives and terrifying."

Song Huo nodded again and again when he heard the words, obviously he had not tried a similar method.

Xia Qingyang said: "One of my three methods is to establish a 'Blood God Religion' and harvest the blood of believers in the name of faith... But we must also use secret methods to ensure the safety and well-being of believers so that this method can continue to be implemented."

When Song Huo heard the words, his scalp exploded and he said, "You might as well let your brothers do good deeds!"

"Tossing a religion out, how much trouble does it have to be?"

"What's more, the beliefs of the four continents of the prehistoric world are now divided up by Buddhism and the Heavenly Court. What if your religion comes out and attracts divine punishment?"

Xia Qingyang hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Yes, the master is right, it's disciple Meng Lang."

Is he really ignorant?
No, it's just to test the position of his own devil door in this world... Now he understands that his own devil door is actually just lingering in a corner.

He then said: "The disciple has a second strategy here."

"We can look for those villages that live in seclusion in the mountains, and ask them for blood in the name of providing protection, how about that?"

Song Huo was a little disappointed when he heard it: "I have thought about this method, but unfortunately, the forced blood tax will inevitably make some people panic... Not to mention the trouble, the quality of the collected blood cannot be guaranteed."

Xia Qingyang sighed quickly: "Master is the senior of Xuechi after all, and he is much more experienced than the disciple... Originally, the disciple thought he was witty, but when he met the master, he realized that he still lacked a lot."

Song Huo's face twitched, expressing his inner pleasure at the little disciple's words.

He said, "Okay, your master asked you to come to me, isn't it just for me to provide you with help and my experience? Is there a third method?"

Xia Qingyang laughed secretly in his heart, and then revealed his true intentions...

He said: "This third strategy is actually not very suitable for my disciples..."

Song Huo said: "But it doesn't matter."

Xia Qingyang said: "That is... to attack other cottages with the power of the blood flag, and turn to rob those who were enslaved by other cottages."

"These are the most miserable people in the world, and what they ask for may be to survive."

"They are used to the cruelest things, and they shouldn't feel too uncomfortable about harvesting their blood from our Blood Banner Village... On this basis, we just need to give them external conditions to live in peace..."

"The disciple imagines that after at most two times, the blood collected should have almost no complaints..."

"What to worry about is that these people don't know if they can accept this situation after being at ease for a long time, and whether their descendants are also willing to accept regular tribute blood to us."

"There are also hidden dangers, that is, those cottages are mostly backgrounds... We are in a hurry to attack, I am afraid it will cause some troubles."

Song Huo suddenly stood up and walked back and forth when he heard the words... His expression became solemn, and he began to consider the feasibility of such a thing.

No, it should be said that I began to consider whether I could withstand that kind of pressure.

He has been in this great green mountain for over a hundred years, how could he have not considered similar ideas?
It was just because of his understanding of the various forces in the mountain that he quickly put such thoughts behind him... Without him, this matter would be a big trouble for him and even Mrs. Xuanyin.

(End of this chapter)