Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

As time passed, Xu Sanyan's patience gradually ran out. He stood up and said, "Elder Song, just think about it here. I still have something to do. I hope I can get a satisfactory answer when I come back."

Song Wuqiu gritted his teeth. He knew Wu Xin very well. He had already offended him by not following his orders before. The reason why he did not blame him at that time was simply because Xu Sanyan was threatening him from outside.

Once this matter comes to a conclusion, his position as hall leader may not be guaranteed.

If Xu Sanyan wins, he will definitely step down. If Wu Xin wins, he will also face a reckoning. Why not be ruthless and surrender to the Holy Son? At least there is a chance to keep his position.

Song Wuqiu straightened up and considered, "The accounts are false. Last year, a total profit of 160,000 spirit stones was made, of which 40,000 were taken by Wu Xin and distributed equally among the elders!"

Xu Sanyan stopped and pointed to the chair beside him, "Sit down and talk."

He was not in a hurry to go to the Internal Affairs Hall for a confrontation. If Song Wuqiu betrayed him, Wu Xin's group would be close to collapse. As an elder of the hall, he knew enough inside information to bring Wu Xin down.

"I am guilty and dare not sit down."

Song Wuqiu's posture was very low, and he could not see the aura that a junior soul-refining monk should have.

Xu Sanyan smiled just now and said to Meng Zhuer, "What are you doing standing still? Go and make tea for Elder Song, make sea flower tea."

"Yes, Master."

Xu Sanyan stepped forward with a smile and took Song Wuqiu's hand, "Since you have abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, the past has been forgotten. Now it depends on whether you can make meritorious deeds. If so, I, the Holy Son, will definitely keep your position as the leader of the hall!" "

Xu Sanyan's eyes were sincere and his words were conclusive.

"Is what the Holy Son said true?"

What Song Wuqiu wants is this promise. He is not worried about his wealth and life. Even if he digs out old accounts, it will not kill him.

The purpose of his coming here is to keep his position as the leader of the hall, and the same goes for Wu Xin. Xu Sanyan can at most take away his position as the leader of the hall, and cannot kill him with a stick.

In any case, Wu Xin is also a dignified elder in the Soul Refining Realm. How can he be executed just because he was greedy for some spiritual stones?

Don't say that the sect rules don't allow it, even crazy Taoists won't do this. The soul refining realm is the backbone of the sect.

The elders stationed in various places outside the sect are all in the soul refining realm, such as the business managers in Sanshan City. If something happened to Wu Xin and others, according to the sect's rules, they would just be dispatched somewhere.

Xu Sanyan nodded heavily, "The master of the palace ordered me to take charge of Chilong Mountain, but Wu Xin and others are determined to oppose me, and they only fight with them out of desperation. We are all from the same lineage. As a holy son, how can I be willing to fight among ourselves?" ?”

"Elder Song understands the righteousness so well, and is willing to stand up and correct Wu Xin in order to calm down the fight. It is really admirable. The position of the leader of the Corpse Blood Hall is not enough to commend the merits. If this matter is accomplished, Elder Song should be in charge of the Affairs Hall. !”

Xu Sanyan held his hand tightly with a big cake in her mouth.

The Affairs Hall can be called the head of all halls. Apart from the Hall Master and the Holy Son, he has the greatest power.

Song Wuqiu was stunned, feeling that something was wrong. When did he say that he would come forward to identify him?

If he came forward to identify it, wouldn't it offend Wu Xin and others to death?

He can reveal some information, but he must not come forward to identify it personally. Did the Holy Son misunderstand something?

Song Wuqiu felt that he needed to explain, so he quickly said, "Sir, you may have misunderstood. What I mean is..."

Xu Sanyan took the tea brewed by Meng Zhuer behind him, put it on the table with his own hands, and listened to him very seriously, which was enough to show his respect for Song Wuqiu.

Seeing this, Song Wuqiu swallowed back the remaining words in his mouth, and at the same time sighed heavily in his heart. Xu Sanyan's behavior undoubtedly set him up.

It's like the emperor personally serving tea and water to his ministers. It's obvious that he has something to ask for. If you agree, everything will be fine and everyone will be happy. If you refuse...

No good fruit for you.

Song Wuqiu has already offended Wu Xin. If he offends Xu Sanyan again, there will be no place for him on Chilong Mountain.

He could only say in a serious tone, "If I come forward to identify myself, I'm afraid I will suffer retaliation from Wu Xin and others..."

Xu Sanyan comforted him, "Don't worry, Elder Song. Once this matter is concluded, I will transfer them immediately. You don't have to worry, boss."

"I..."

Song Wuqiu wriggled his lips and wanted to refuse again, but Xu Sanyan would not give him this chance. He immediately slapped the table to finalize the decision, "Will Elder Song regret it?"

Song Wuqiu was disappointed and thought to himself, when did I agree?

Everything feels inexplicable but logical.

Seeing that he had not responded, Xu Sanyan just thought he had acquiesced, and said to Liu Tang, "Gather all the elders in the Chixin Palace. I, the Holy Son, will get rid of these blood-sucking worms lying on the sect!"

"Yes, I will make arrangements right now!" Liu Tang acted resolutely and turned around to go out.

Song Wuqiu stretched out his palm in vain, trying to recall Liu Tang, but he didn't know how to speak.

Xu Sanyan was all smiles. Song Wuqiu's surrender was beyond his expectation. He didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly. With his identification, it would be difficult for Wu Xin to make a comeback.

Xu Sanyan patted him on the shoulder and praised, "Elder Song should be the first to do this. Elder, please sit here for a while while I invite the master of the hall to come and let him see with his own eyes the evidence of Wu Xin and others' crimes."

At this point, Song Wuqiu had given up struggling. At this moment, there was only one way to go until it was dark, so he stood up and said, "I will go with the Holy Son."

"Okay!" Xu Sanyan was overjoyed, understanding that Song Wuqiu had already made up his mind.

He knew that to deal with someone like Song Wuqiu, he had to force him and completely cut off his retreat.

The two walked down the mountain, looking for the traces of the hall master along the way, and finally found the crazy Taoist who was sleeping soundly under a tree.

The crazy Taoist was addicted to alcohol, but he had a poor alcohol tolerance. He often got drunk and slept wherever he was drunk. This was the usual style of the crazy Taoist.

Moreover, he did not use magic power to refine the smell of alcohol. Maybe he liked this feeling of being drunk.

Xu Sanyan was about to step forward to wake him up, and in an instant, thousands of hairs on his body "swish" upside down, as if there were sharp blades all over the sky surrounding him, and the sense of crisis piercing his mind made it difficult for him to move forward.

He had a feeling in his heart that if he took another step, he would die without a burial place!

Xu Sanyan swallowed lightly, and his body was already soaked in cold sweat. It was the first time he felt the threat of death so close.

Is this the strength of the Hexu realm?

Even if he was asleep, it was difficult for ordinary people to get close to him.

Song Wuqiu was locked by the aura and did not dare to move. Although he had the cultivation of the Soul Refining Realm and seemed to be only one step away from the Hexu Realm, the gap between them was incomparable.

He could more directly feel the horror of the crazy Taoist!