I raise pigs in Xianxia World

Chapter 162
"how do you know?!"

The tip of the iceberg, that is, Lin Qingyi's father, replied immediately.

Taoist Ziyun naturally knows who he is, but he is the well-known suzerain of Donglaizong, and he is a top-notch monk in Xuanyezhou.

Bored and brushed: Because I was also upset about the "pig has an enemy", I only found out about it after repeated inquiries.

The tip of the iceberg: So it is.

Thinking of this, the tip of the iceberg is a bit puzzled, Taoist Ziyun, why did he use this method to humiliate and provoke himself?

My daughter is practicing in Donglaizong.

wrong.The tip of the iceberg suddenly remembered.

If one mentions his name, Lin Yuntian, everyone in the surrounding continents must know this name.

But when Lin Qingyi went to Donglaizong, he concealed his personal situation and used a code name for himself.

In other words, he doesn't know who he is.

In other words, no matter who it is, "Pigs Have Enemies" will do this kind of thing.

Use the advantage of a flower to firmly suppress it.

Lin Yuntian is Lin Qingyi's father, although the relationship between the two of them is not good, but it is understandable to support his daughter.

Is it not right that you, the suzerain, come to rank the list of disciples in your own sect?

Say no idea, it must be impossible!
Thinking of this, Lin Yuntian's logic became somewhat smooth.

However, he asked: "What evidence do you have to prove that Zhu Youdi is Taoist Ziyun?"

Ordinary people choose names on a whim, and choose names related to themselves.

But this pig has enemies, and Taoist Ziyun is somewhat incompatible.

The gap is too big, it doesn't look like people from the same world.

Bored and brushed: "If you don't believe me, just watch it yourself."

tip of the iceberg:……

Afterwards, the bored chattered all over the place.

This boring brush is exactly Zhao Tianyuan's trumpet.

The reason why I told Lin Qingyi's father in this way was that I wanted to invite Dong Laizong to help me.

A six-level cultivator in full physical condition still has an advantage over a sixth-level cultivator who is not yet fully injured.

The point is, if Father Lin Qingyi sorts out this matter, he will definitely kill Taoist Ziyun...

Zhao Tianyuan admitted that he was insidious and shameless.

But against the monks of the upper sixth realm, if you are not shameless or insidious, you will die in vain!
After dealing with all this, Zhao Tianyuan is only waiting for the day when the "Death Contest" comes.

……

The 27th of the twelfth lunar month.

The snow has not disappeared for several days, and the entire Donglaizong is covered in snow.

It was cold and windy, but the disciples of the Donglai Sect were all dressed in various clothes, and there was no uniform uniform on weekdays.

Because today, the Donglai Sect will hold its first event - the Death Contest.

This competition was initiated by Junior Brother Zhao, and after discussion by the three peak masters, it was unanimously approved.

All the disciples of the Donglai Sect felt that this matter was very interesting, and they were all well prepared.

Among them, some disciples specially put on white mourning clothes, and put white powder on their faces, and they have already dressed properly;

There are also some disciples with an ax hanging on their foreheads, and the blood stains on their bodies are so strange;

All in all, the disciples' minds are wide open, and there are all kinds of ideas.

Even the three peak masters participated.

However, the three peak masters are selected as referees.

It can't be that the entire sect is playing games, but no one is scoring.

All matters concerning the death contest have already been ordered.

At this moment, on Chaoyang Peak.

The third uncle Zhao Huaiqing held two thunderbolts and threw them into the valley after urging them on.

Boom!

Boom!

The thunder exploded in the valley, and the entire Donglai Sect was shaking and trembling!
These two tremors represent the official start of the death-defying contest!
As soon as the sound came, all the disciples moved together and smeared the "blood" on their bodies.

Although this blood is not real human blood, it is almost the same as human blood in terms of texture and smell.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples hurried to the place they had long wanted, and prepared themselves to die.

Not long after, the entire Donglai Sect was covered with corpses of disciples.

Some hung on trees, some fell into ravines, and some died terribly while foaming at the mouth.

On the side of the third uncle and grandpa, a red flag magic weapon was called out.

Waving the red flag, in an instant, blood was scattered from the red flag to the surroundings of Donglaizong.

The Donglai sect was like a butchered sect, bloody and bloody everywhere, blood flowing like a river.

On Zhao Tianyuan's side, seeing the smooth development of the "Death Contest", he breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, it was time for him to perform.

Zhao Tianyuan punched himself hard on the shoulder, and a mouthful of blood came out.

This is a real injury, really vomiting blood.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to hide from Taoist Ziyun's eyes.

I saw Zhao Tianyuan walking quickly, rushing to the place where Taoist Ziyun was retreating.

The place Ziyun Taoist retreated to heal his wounds is called "Purple God Cliff", which is an important place of Donglai Sect, and ordinary disciples cannot enter at all.

There are no guards here, just some restrictions.

After Zhao Tianyuan became a disciple personally named by Ziyun Taoist, Zhao Tianyuan was able to enter and leave this place at will.

At this time, Zhao Tianyuan, covered in blood, rushed to the Purple God Cliff by rolling and crawling.

When he came to the entrance of the cave, there were two stone lions holding handles at the entrance, Zhao Tianyuan knelt down on the ground and shouted: "Sect Master, something has happened!"

When Zhao Tianyuan shouted outside, Taoist Ziyun inside could naturally hear him.

When he realized Zhao Tianyuan's distressed appearance, a voice came from inside: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Tianyuan said anxiously: "The sect was attacked by people, and there were heavy casualties!"

"What?" Taoist Ziyun said harshly.

Zhao Tianyuan had already anticipated this, and said: "Two monks from the sitting state have come here. It is said that they have come here to search for a secret place and want to occupy my sect. All the disciples desperately resisted and defended the dignity of the sect. "

"Those two loud noises just now?" Taoist Ziyun asked again.

Zhao Tianyuan said: "It's what those people did. My sect's disciples resisted desperately and injured a sitter, but they also paid a heavy price! The disciples desperately came to report, and want to ask the suzerain to leave the customs early!"

"Understood." Taoist Ziyun said.

Not long after, the stone door opened automatically, and Taoist Ziyun, who was wearing a purple robe, walked out slowly.

As soon as he appeared, he used his spiritual sense to size up Zhao Tianyuan, making sure that the boy was indeed injured.

Since even Zhao Tianyuan was injured, it means that there is something about foreign enemies, it is true.

In the previous Zongmen war, Zhao Tianyuan's status in Taoist Ziyun's mind continued to rise, but now that Zhao Tianyuan came here injured, he didn't take much precautions.

Looking forward again, the Donglai Sect at this time, covered in silver, has blood flowing everywhere, which looks extremely horrifying.

Bloody aura filled the air, directly covering up the severe winter cold, and the strong bloody aura permeating the surroundings was even worse than the last battle of annihilating the sect!

This means that those two monks are ruthless.

After experiencing the last Zongmen battle, Donglai Zong's vitality was seriously injured, and the Zixiao double star array in the Zong has not yet recovered to its full level.

All the peak masters are at the level of the four realms and five realms.

If there were two monks in the prime of life, they would forcefully break into the sect and kill anyone they saw, it wouldn't take long for the small sect of Donglai Sect to be slaughtered.

The place of Zishenya is extremely quiet, if it is not through the communication treasure at the door, it is impossible to know the situation outside.

Therefore, Taoist Ziyun, who was retreating inside, could not know these things at all.

"Take me to see."

Taoist Ziyun hurriedly said.

"Yes!"

Zhao Tianyuan led Taoist Ziyun all the way back to the mountain.

The closer to several main peaks, the stronger the bloody smell. Taoist Ziyun suddenly felt that there were many disciples on the side of the road, some were hanging on trees, some were chopped off by axes, some were hanging in the valley, and they all looked dead. Worse than one.

"It's so ruthless." Taoist Ziyun said.

He tried to use his spiritual sense to check the status of his disciples, but as soon as his spiritual sense touched those disciples, something resisted him.

Taoist Ziyun stepped forward and stretched out his hand to check, but unexpectedly, the disciple had no signs of life.

This is what Zhao Tianyuan and his third uncle had long imagined.

Taoist Ziyun, as the master of a sect, does everything in detail, so he must not easily hide it.

Earlier, the third uncle and grandpa sacrificed the banner, which was called the life and death banner.

The place covered with blood can make the surrounding monks enter a state of suspended animation.

If you don't look at it very carefully, it looks like it is really dead, and there is not much difference.

For acting, one has to play a full set, this is Zhao Tianyuan's idea.

Led by Zhao Tianyuan, the two came to Changqi Peak.

On the Changqi Peak, it was even more tragic, blood was left along the snow-covered steps, washing out rivers of blood.

On the entire Changqi Peak, the blood congealed into a red mist, and the blood everywhere he saw was extremely bloody, and he was already lifeless.

Taoist Ziyun scolded: "Why didn't you call me earlier!"

Zhao Tianyuan shrank his head and said: "Self-protection was already a problem before, and there is no way to report it to the suzerain."

Taoist Ziyun took a deep breath, and it was true after thinking about it.

No matter how powerful this Zhao Tianyuan was, he was still only a second-level cultivator.

In front of monks sitting in the state of illumination, it is not bad to be able to save one's life.

Call for reinforcements right under their noses?

too difficult.

Looking at the corpses all over the mountains and plains, and the blood, Taoist Ziyun's cold eyes flickered with a slight change.

It was only for a moment, fleeting, and then replaced by a sad, serious look.

But even this moment was captured by Zhao Tianyuan.

This small expression made Zhao Tianyuan even more suspicious of Ziyun Taoist's actions.

"You go down first and see if there are any other surviving disciples. It is only one who can be saved."

Zhao Tianyuan cupped his fists and said, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Tianyuan withdrew from the Changqi Peak on his own.

Zhao Tianyuan called Zhu Wudi, one person and one pig met each other, and they acted decently below.

Look here, look there, check the corpses, of course none of them woke up.

"The third uncle and grandpa are really reliable." Zhao Tianyuan said heartily.

Feigning death is much more clever than feigning death, and even Taoist Ziyun was deceived.

The third uncle and grandpa can play a vital role at every critical moment.Zhao Tianyuan was convinced.

……

On Changqi Peak.

Taoist Ziyun, with a serious face, looked at the whole mountain of corpses, and couldn't help laughing.

"tasty."

"tasty."

"tasty."

He repeated himself three times, like an iceman with a sick head.

"The blood energy was obviously not enough last time, which made it impossible for me to heal my injury completely.

Today's Taoist Ziyun has just retreated and cultivated, and he is not ready yet, so it will take a few more months.

But now that Donglaizong has such a vigorous blood, it is not necessarily true!

Taoist Ziyun only waited until after dark before carrying out activities.

……

It was dark, the mountain wind was blowing, and there was a chill in the surroundings.

Zhao Tianyuan pretended to check on his disciples and reported to Taoist Ziyun that there were no survivors left.

The three peak masters had already colluded with each other and negotiated with Taoist Ziyun.

There were three peak masters speaking, which made the credibility of this matter once again improved.

Taoist Ziyun never dreamed that the three of them could stand on the same front.

Because with their introspection and IQ, if they say the same big thing at the same time, it basically really happened.

Taoist Ziyun arranged a lot of tasks for each of the three peak masters to get busy.

At this time, Taoist Ziyun was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the Changqi Peak cliff, looking at the entire Donglai Sect, smiling.

Although he is the backbone of the suzerain from the east, there is nothing good about being the suzerain. He has stayed in the sitting state for a long time, and he needs to break through this level of preoccupation.

Taoist Ziyun, who has made no progress in practicing decent exercises, has obtained a book of secret methods from elsewhere, which can use blood energy to break through the shackles of the sitting state.

It's just that the blood energy required is extremely powerful, and it cannot be accumulated by ordinary means.

As for traveling, it is also a way to go to the cities where the battles are fierce.

If Taoist Ziyun is not the suzerain, then he can go wherever he wants.

But as the suzerain, he naturally cannot leave the sect for a long time.

So, the previous things were planned.

It's just that I never thought that Zhao Tianyuan would fight out halfway, so that the Donglai Sect was not destroyed, and even the surrounding family was still dominant!
Taoist Ziyun was a little overjoyed, at least compared to before, the pattern had been broken and they had won!

After he recovers from his injury, there will be no sect in the entire Xuanye Continent that can compete with the Donglai Sect.

And this mountain of blood is the key to healing!
He had already sent the three peak masters away, just to be able to cast spells here at night.

I saw Taoist Ziyun sitting cross-legged, with five hearts facing the sky, his figure slowly floated up, the pattern of the purple robe on his body reappeared, but there was a dark red blood in it, which looked very permeable.

Taoist Ziyun made a formula with both hands, muttering words in his mouth, and saw the whole mountain of blood rushing towards the Changqi Peak as if being summoned.

Taoist Ziyun opened his mouth, allowing these qi to enter his body, the breath of blood made him smart, feeling extremely comfortable, he couldn't help but smart.

But sucking and sucking, he felt something was wrong.

The smell of blood doesn't seem quite right.

The taste of blood after the Zongmen War in the past is quite different from this time.

why is that?Taoist Ziyun hasn't reacted yet.

Suddenly, a voice came from the side: "Is that really the case?"

His voice was hoarse, as if his throat was stuffed with cotton wool.

"Unexpectedly, the suzerain actually fell into the former sect and was not easy for himself to break through the realm. Why bother?!"

The person who spoke was none other than the third uncle's grandfather, Zhao Huaiqing.

Walking on both sides of him were Yu Qiushui, the master of Changqi Peak, and Qin Yao, the master of Danlu Peak.

Zhao Tianyuan followed behind the third uncle, not daring to look directly at Taoist Ziyun, for fear of being killed by his blow.

(End of this chapter)