My cultivation script went astray

"Chen Lang, stop here."

Seeing that Chen Lang was about to leave, the Western leader shouted loudly.

Chen Lang suddenly turned around with murderous intent on his face.

The Western leader was stunned for a moment. This murderous aura was so strong that it was not concealed at all. It seemed that if he had not been sufficiently cultivated, he would have been killed.

He suddenly forgot what he was going to say.

However, recalling what happened at the Yanxi Mine, he immediately became vigilant, squeezed the communication bead in his hand, and shouted loudly:

"I am your superior. Do you want to rebel?"

Chen Lang ignored him and said, "Don't use chicken feathers as arrows. Do you think you are the only one with them?"

He has a foundation-building mass removal device. It's very easy to kill this guy. Superior? What I am killing is my superior.

The problem is that this doesn't solve the problem. If you kill him, the southern leader can parachute one to take care of him. He thinks that the life of the western leader is not worth a deplastode.

Then, he pressed directly and asked:

"Let me ask you, did you bring me to raise banners, or did you come to stop me from raising banners?"

The Western leader said, "Of course he is the one who supervises your banner raising."

"Then why do you use trippers over and over again, and don't give good flags, and don't give formations to control the flags? Now I think of a way to raise flags faster, and you want to stop me?

I am working for the Pingtian Sect, but you keep suppressing me. Tell me, are you from a sect that has sneaked into the Pingtian Sect and wants to destroy the empress's plan? "Chen Lang asked coldly.

"you"

The Western leaders are furious. I was ordered to supervise you, but now you are being loyal?

Did your kid take over so quickly? I don’t have a leader-level position, and I don’t have this kind of awareness. I am really ashamed of myself.

Of course, he didn't believe it and said to Chen Lang:

"After all, you have just arrived. There is a rule in our Pingtian Sect. You must personally kill someone to be considered a member of our Pingtian Sect.

Otherwise, why don't you run away one day, leave yourself a way out, wash your hands in a golden basin, and then deal with us again?

The reason why you come to raise banners is not because of the dead souls. This is a test of your mentality by the organization! "

"So that's what it meant."

Chen Lang suddenly realized and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I went to the Qingmu Sect to perform the task, and it did not violate the test."

"I cannot make decisions without my permission." The Western leader had a cold attitude.

"Then please ask your Majesty to come out."

"I don't have the power."

"Okay, I'll come and invite you personally."

"Who do you think you are? After seeing you once, my queen can't recognize her identity? Is my queen someone you can see whenever you want?"

Chen Lang ignored him, took out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, used his spiritual power, and began to destroy the soul imprint inside.

He has long studied that the soul imprint of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner has two levels. One level belongs to the person holding the banner, which can control the souls of the dead, and the deeper level belongs to the empress. It may be a layer of insurance to prevent it from being taken away by outsiders.

He wiped off both layers now.

Erasing the imprint of his soul went smoothly, but when he went deep inside, he felt a kind of resistance. The Ten Thousand Soul Flags began to smoke, and some dead souls died.

Gradually, a face loomed in the fog.

"Empress, come out." Chen Lang said.

The expressions of the other banner raisers changed. Chen Lang dared to openly destroy the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. He was really brave.

"If you damage this flag, not only will you get no credit, but you will also be punished with an additional penalty." Western leader warned.

Chen Lang ignored it and continued to erase the mark. Finally, after a few breaths, he opened his eyes and looked over through the clear mist.

A powerful soul force covers the surrounding area.

"I've met my empress."

The Western leader knelt down on one knee, "Someone disturbed me and failed to stop me. I will atone for my sins."

Other Yangban people also fell to the ground, bowing their heads and saying nothing.

Chen Lang pointed at the leader of the Western Cult, "Mother, I found a traitor who has second thoughts about the Pingtian Sect, and I suggest that he be killed."

"I'm not."

The Western leader hurriedly explained, "I was ordered by the Southern leader to take him to raise flags, but he didn't obey the order."

He briefly explained what happened.

"That's all?" the empress said.

"Yes."

Chen Lang said, "They saw that I was talented and feared that I would be above them, so they kept trying every means to suppress me. Madam, you have your own reasons for taking me in, but they went against your will. Isn't this a traitor?"

The master of the pink banner lowered his head and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. He had been in the Pingtian Sect for several years, and this was indeed the first time he had seen such a shameless person.

"Do you know how I handled this kind of thing before?" A voice came from the fog.

"How to deal with it?"

"Kill you all."

Hey guys, would you like to directly address the person who asked the question? Chen Lang didn't care and pointed at the Western leader, "Good suggestion, let the leader go first."

The Western leader was shocked and broke out in cold sweat:

"Empress! I am wronged! I tried my best to dissuade him from disturbing you, but he refused to listen and insisted on disturbing you by destroying the flags."

"Your name is Chen Lang, right?" The empress ignored him and asked.

"yes."

"Okay, Chen Lang, you heard me clearly."

The empress' voice was very calm and emotionless, "I asked you to come here to solve the problem, not to raise it. If you can't even solve this problem, what's the point of asking you to find a place to end it yourself?" Bar."

"Give me freedom and don't arrange for anyone to take care of me. I have a way to raise flags for you." Chen Lang said.

"If you can raise ten thousand souls, I will make you the leader and give you freedom."

"Okay, it's a deal." But Chen Lang pointed at the Western leader, "But he must be dealt with first, otherwise I can't take action."

The eyes in the fog looked at the Western leader.

"Your Majesty, if you give me any orders, I will definitely do it." The Western leader said bravely.

"Let him figure it out on his own," said the empress.

"yes."

The red mist disappeared, and the Ten Thousand Soul Flags returned to peace.

In an instant, the Western leader slumped to the ground, almost collapsed. The clothes on his back were soaked, and his forehead was covered with sweat, dripping down his hair.

The owner of the pink banner glanced at Chen Lang and sighed in his heart. This guy's psychological quality is really excellent. If he knew the empress's usual style, he would not dare to summon her in this way.

"How's it going? Is there anything else you want to say?" Chen Lang asked with a smile.

The Western leader stood up, patted the dust on his pants, and his face returned to indifference, "Go away, do whatever you want."

Anyway, I don’t care anymore.

…

A large group of people from the Qingmu Sect are retreating.

After seeing Chen Lang's methods, they were shocked. After retreating, they made the decision to withdraw to the sect immediately.

Suddenly, someone stopped, it was the fat monk.

"Senior Brother Huitong, what's wrong?" someone next to him asked.

"You go first." The fat monk said.

After the others left, a figure appeared on the tree in front of him, it was Chen Lang.

"What do you want to do?" The fat monk raised his head and asked.

"I want something."

"what?"

"Your magical power to transcend dead souls."

The fat monk breathed a sigh of relief and quietly let go of the mace he held behind his back.

If he just asked for something, he would just give it to him. He was most afraid that Chen Lang would regret it and kill them.

This person's methods are too terrifying. Regardless of how many people they have, if they really attack, they will all be killed in the wilderness.

Previously, they still had some fighting spirit and fought to the death, but as the escape began, their momentum was completely exhausted. Once the opponent started fighting again, these people were helpless.

"I give you."

For fear that Chen Lang would regret it, the fat monk took out a golden smiling Buddha statue and threw it to Chen Lang.

"This is a secret technique I acquired when I became a monk. It was originally used to organize funerals for people and to save souls.

But later I accidentally discovered that it has a restraining effect on the dead souls of the Pingtian Sect, but apart from this, it has no other power, because it is not a destructive magical power in the first place. "

"That's enough." Chen Lang looked at the Buddha statue, "How to use it?"

"Visualize and feel the charm in it."

"Okay." Chen Lang realized that there was indeed something strange in the Buddha statue. He temporarily put it away and then said:

"I have another question for you."

"you say."

Chen Lang stared at him, "Let's hear about all the young talents in your Qingmu Sect."

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