A seal of immortality

Chapter 703
One month later, Yongzhou.

A ray of white light flew from the distant sky, and it didn't take long before it stopped in the void outside Baiwu Island.

After the light faded away, Yang Qian's figure was revealed.

Soon, a group of Yang family disciples flew out from Baiwu Island.

"Hey, it's the young patriarch." A tall and thin man at the head recognized Yang Qian.

"Since you know it's me, let's get out of the way!" Yang Qian said lightly.

"Young patriarch, the old ancestor has an order. You must go to see his old man immediately after you come back. There must be no mistakes." The tall and thin man reminded.

"Understood." Yang Qian raised his brows and made a tactic with one hand. The white long sword under his feet lit up and flew him into Baiwu Island.

Not long after, Yang Qian stopped in front of a blue palace tens of feet high.

He put away his flying sword and strode in.

Yang Qian walked outside a secret room and said respectfully: "The grandson Yang Qian was ordered to come to visit the ancestor."

"Hmph, seeing what you've done, you still have the face to come back." A man's voice came from the secret room. Judging from his tone, he was somewhat dissatisfied.

When Yang Qian heard this, his heart froze and he didn't dare to speak up to defend himself.

"Come in and talk."

With a "bang", the stone door opened.

Yang Qian didn't think too much, and walked in.

As soon as he walked in, the stone door closed.

The hall was empty, without a single figure. There was an exquisite incense burner in the corner, and a burning sandalwood was inserted in it.

"Sit down for a while, I'm busy with some small things." A man's voice came from a certain secret room.

After hearing this, Yang Qian naturally did not dare to say no.

Half an hour later, with a bang, the door of the secret room was opened, and an old man in yellow robe and a man in white with handsome features came out of the secret room. The man in white was Wang Changsheng.

"Old ancestor, who is this senior...?" Yang Qian was slightly taken aback when he saw Wang Changsheng, and asked curiously.

"Hey, this fellow Taoist said he was looking for you for something, and he and you are old acquaintances." The old man in yellow robe smiled and explained.

"Old acquaintance?" Yang Qian was confused, he hesitated for a moment, and asked, "I don't know what to call senior. Where has this junior met senior?"

"Hehe, you are very familiar with my name. I'm afraid you will never forget it for the rest of your life. Listen clearly, my name is Wang Changsheng." Wang Changsheng smiled and said every word with a very serious expression.

"What? Wang Changsheng?" Yang Qian's face changed drastically, and he opened his mouth to spray out his natal flying sword.

But he found to his horror that he couldn't use any mana.

Wang Changsheng's figure flickered, and he suddenly appeared in front of Yang Qian.

He clenched his right fist and slammed Yang Qian's abdomen hard.

With a "bang", Yang Qian's body flew upside down, hit the stone wall, and fell heavily again.

With a "poof", Yang Qian's face turned red, and he opened his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood.

"Impossible, how could you become a Nascent Soul cultivator, old ancestor, this man is Wang Changsheng, he has a big enmity with me, kill him quickly." Yang Qian turned pale, and hurriedly shouted at the yellow-robed old man.

Regarding this, the old man in the yellow robe turned a blind eye and remained motionless.

"Hehe, didn't you realize that your ancestor didn't have any mana fluctuations? He's already dead. Back then, your Yang family killed our Wang family. Today I want your Yang family's blood to pay for it." Wang Changsheng laughed coldly. Said, eyes full of killing intent.

"Haha, what do you mean I caused your Wang family to be ruined? If you hadn't deceived Senior Sister Murong with your sweet words, she would have become a dual monk with me. If you didn't fight Senior Sister Murong with me, I would plot against you? This is all you I asked for it, Wang Changsheng, if it weren't for you, I might have been the head of the Taiqing Palace, and speaking of it, all of your people were killed by you." Yang Qian laughed, and said with a ferocious expression on his face. crazy.

"Hmph, when you're about to die, you still have to keep your mouth shut. I'll see how long you can keep your mouth shut." Wang Changsheng sneered.

After finishing speaking, he took out three porcelain bottles from his arms, and after uncorking the bottles, a centipede as black as ink, a small green snake about a foot long, and a purple scorpion crawled out of them, and quickly crawled towards Yang Qian.

Yang Qian groaned inwardly, and hurriedly hid aside.

A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Wang Changsheng's mouth, and with a flick of his finger, a white light flew out and landed on Yang Qian.

Yang Qian had no magic power at this time, he was frozen by a simple immobilization technique, unable to move.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, three poisonous insects quickly crawled to his feet, the black centipede and the green snake each bit Yang Qian, and the purple scorpion stabbed Yang Qian with its tail.

Yang Qian's face became ferocious and distorted, as if in great pain.

Wang Changsheng stroked his sleeve and removed the immobilization technique.

Yang Qian suddenly let out screams, fell to the ground and rolled over, his body was hot and cold.

These three poisonous insects are all Gu insects that were killed by thousands of poisonous insects. Although they are only level [-] poisonous insects, their toxicity is not lower than that of ordinary level [-] poisonous insects.

Wang Changsheng didn't want Yang Qian to die like this, he wanted to torture Yang Qian well.

He fed Yang Qian two antidote elixirs, so that Yang Qian, who had lost all his mana, would be poisoned to death.

Although he was not poisoned to death, Yang Qian was still in great pain, and his body fluctuated from hot to cold.

Wang Changsheng felt that the time was almost up, so he put away the three Gu worms, slapped the body bag on his waist with his palm, and Ye Mingyue flew out of it.

"I'll leave him to you. Don't let him die too easily. After death, torture his soul." Wang Changsheng ordered.

"Your servant obeys." Ye Mingyue licked her red lips and agreed wholeheartedly.

Wang Changsheng raised his foot and walked towards the secret room beside him, followed by the old man in yellow robe.

Not long after, an extremely miserable scream sounded.

In the next half month, representatives of the Xiuxian sect or the Xiuxian family rushed to Baiwu Island one after another. There were hundreds of people, including monks in the alchemy stage and monks in the Qi refining stage, and they were properly arranged by Yang Tiansheng to stay.

Under Wang Changsheng's instruction, Yang Tiansheng ordered all the alchemy stage monks who were away from the Yang family to return to Baiwu Island.

It is not without doubts about the actions of their ancestors. After being severely reprimanded by their ancestors, even though these people still had some doubts, they did not dare to say anything, and returned to Baiwu Island obediently.

At the same time, at the behest of the Yuanying monk of the Yang family, the black-faced man was in charge of guarding the soul hall, and no one was allowed to enter or leave the soul hall.

Out of caution, Wang Changsheng asked Yang Tiansheng, in the name of Yuanying Patriarch, to let these suspicious Yang family elders be responsible for receiving the guests who came to the treasure hunting conference.

On this day, seven melodious bells rang, and the treasure hunting conference held by the Yang family officially started. Not allowed out.

The killing officially begins.

(End of this chapter)