My cultivation script went astray

After everyone left, the eyes of the Lotus Church focused on Chen Lang again.

"Take this Lu family member down first." The Southern leader ordered.

Obviously, everyone has opinions on Chen Lang. When the discussion comes next, it may be a bit heated and may affect the life safety of this junior member of the Lu family.

Lu Youzhi also saw the coldness in the eyes of many Pingtian Sect members. He smiled faintly and handed over to the southern leader:

"I'll go by myself and wait for good news."

Then he turned back to the prison.

"Chen Lang, what do you mean?" A soul master took the lead in attacking, "If you don't want the ransom, just get out of here and get out of the Lotus Church. Why are you pretending to be noble here?"

"Eagle" sighed from the side: "Some people, relying on their great abilities, feel that they are indispensable for the great sacrifice mission, otherwise the entire Pingtian Sect will not be able to operate. They use this as a threat to negotiate terms."

"Where did he come from? Who brought him here to participate in the festival? Let him go wherever he came from. He is not welcome here." Another old soul master had a sullen face and was about to issue an expulsion order.

Although Chen Lang did have a lot of credit and was very fast in catching the sacrifices, what if it was slower or less? This is how the previous big festivals came about.

Whether the big sacrifice is good or not is a matter for the leader. Does it matter if our ransom is paid?

"They are people under the Southern Cult Leader." The Western Helmsman replied.

The old soul master choked for a moment, "Oh, no wonder he is so upright and dignified."

He noticed the cold face of the southern leader and felt that it was wrong to say this. After all, using the word "righteous and awe-inspiring" in the Pingtian Sect was a bit strange, so he changed his words:

"I mean, if you have better ideas, you might as well talk about them publicly. I'm sorry that I'm too small-scale to understand these."

"You are discussing yours, and I am an outsider." The southern leader naturally noticed the attention of those around him and chose to withdraw from the controversy.

"The leader is righteous." The old soul master said respectfully. He felt relieved and asked Chen Lang directly:

"Tell me, you must give me a reason not to collect ransom today."

"It's simple."

Chen Lang glanced around and said, "Because I want to be the officiant, I must use the best living sacrifice and the best black flag. Is there any problem?"

After he said that, everyone else was quiet for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Is that what you think?" Finally, the old soul master couldn't hold himself any longer and asked.

"Yes."

Chen Lang repeated, "I will do it, Lord Lotus. No sacrifices should be left behind. This is a notice, do you understand?"

"Pfft, cough, cough." The old soul master couldn't help laughing, then he cleared his throat and said seriously:

"Did you hear this? Our officiant is Lord Chen Lang. Don't argue. The living sacrifices should also be kept well. No matter who comes in the future or how much ransom is paid, they cannot be released.

After the big sacrifice started, all those people were thrown into the pool of blood. No matter how old they were, it didn't matter. If a family came to take revenge, Master Chen Lang would be the one to eliminate the disaster. We just follow Master Chen Lang and we will definitely have a lot of money. What is this ransom? right? "

These words continued to stir up other people's emotions, and the southern leader always remained a bystander without expressing his stance, so some people responded one after another:

"Chen Lang, what are you daydreaming about?"

"When you are in the early stages of foundation building, why do you want to be the leader? Just because the empress looked at you twice?"

Chen Lang didn't speak, but quietly took out the Ten Thousand Souls Flag.

The first one has been with him for a long time. There are currently more than 8,000 dead souls, and they are already showing a black blood color.

The other three were recently given to him as props to capture other disciples.

What to do as a leader? Fool, of course you use your ability.

What do you think I am asking for so many blood flags for? Of course I'm going to fuck you.

"What, do you want to fight with banners?"

The old soul master sensed Chen Lang's intention and sneered, waved his sleeves and waved his blood flag, "I haven't seen your abilities yet, let me see what qualifications you have, how dare you claim to be the leader?"

"No fighting flags."

The southern leader frowned. Even if it was dark today, he would not care about it, except for the Dou Banner, which was the property of the Pingtian Sect.

"Master of the South, you are in charge now. Tell me, how can this matter be handled? As long as you allow it, we can solve it ourselves."

Cutting off someone's financial path is like taking someone's life. Several soul masters came forward one after another and were bound to deal with Chen Lang.

During the stalemate, a subordinate suddenly ran over and said, "Sir, there is an envoy from the Lu family asking to see you."

"Let him come." The southern leader said.

A messenger in gray came holding a box in both hands. He came to the southern leader and presented the box with both hands:

"This is a gift from the master, I hope you can accept it."

"What is it?" asked the southern leader. He took the box and opened it. It was empty, with a small white porcelain bottle placed in the middle of the soft cloth.

In front of the porcelain vase, there was a jade piece with words engraved on it. The Southern leader picked up the jade piece and looked at it, and his expression suddenly changed.

Then, he opened the cork, closed his eyes and smelled it, his face moved slightly, as if he was drinking fine wine.

Other people also looked over.

"The Lu family is worthy of being an alchemy family, they are really generous." He sighed, and then explained to everyone:

"This is Fuling Dan. It is made from Kunmu and Purple Gold Ginseng. It has the effect of stabilizing one's cultivation. Mr. Lu is sincere. The value of this item is far better than what you got before. If you sell it outside, it will cost at least ten dollars." The Wanling Stone is at a low price, but you may not be able to get it. Which of you needs it? "

"My lord, you have good eyesight."

The messenger said: "But the master said that when he saw you just now, he felt that you had just entered the Jindan realm and there were still some flaws, so this is for you.

He thinks you are a truly wise man and wants to make friends with you."

After saying that, the others naturally understood. The old soul master said: "Since it is for the Southern Sect Leader, then you should take it."

"Yes, Mr. Lu is a very nice person."

They were not envious. Although the Jindan-level elixir was expensive, it was not suitable for them, the foundation-building cultivators.

"Do you want it? You have already completed your foundation building, and you are only a step away from the barrier-breaking Jindan. Maybe it will be useful to you." The Southern Sect Leader looked at Lord Black Sparrow.

Lord Black Sparrow shook his head, "Take it. I said it was for you. If you take it, you have to do something, right?"

It is a drug that is three-point poisonous. It is also applicable in cultivation. It cannot be used carelessly.

The Southern Sect Leader nodded, put the box on the stone table calmly, and said to the messenger:

"Tell Mr. Lu that the things have been received."

"Yes." The messenger retreated.

…

Then, the place was silent again, but the atmosphere was obviously different.

Several soul masters stared at Chen Lang with ill intentions.

"Grandpa Lu loves his son very much, I have to go and take a look. The dungeon is so dark, don't bump into anything."

The Southern Sect Leader stood up and sighed, "You guys can handle the things here by yourselves. As long as you don't fight with the banners, anything is fine. But I still remind you that harmony is the most important thing in everything. Try not to use your hands if you can talk."

"Got it, take care." The old soul master locked his eyes on Chen Lang, his knuckles clenched and made a cracking sound.

Several other soul masters also put down the Ten Thousand Soul Banners and stared at Chen Lang.

Chen Lang glanced at the box on the table and said, "Can I see what was sent?"

"Please." The Southern Sect Leader smiled.

Chen Lang opened the box, pulled out the cork, tilted his head back, and swallowed the pill into his stomach.

"I talked, are you going to fight?"

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