My cultivation script went astray

Lu Ming's sudden intrusion caused the Presbyterian Church to lose its rhythm.

"Brother Lu, aren't you recuperating at home? Why are you here?" An elder came forward and said with a smile.

"Why do you look like this? Who did you argue with?"

Lu Ming's breath was cold and he stared at everyone present, "Don't change the topic, I left my words here. My son is trapped in the Pingtian Sect and is in danger. If you don't take action, then my Lu family will no longer belong to Tianjian." Zong.

I am not in the sect all year round, but I still hold the position of elder. I should have a seat here. If you don't recognize me as an elder, I won't be polite. "

"Brother Lu, sit down, sit down."

Seeing this, several elders hurriedly helped Lu Ming sit down. The Lu family's foundation was a little shallow, but they had strong financial resources. After all, cultivation and wealth were often incompatible, so those cold and ruthless words would come across.

"What's going on?" Elder Shi looked at him.

Lu Ming sat next to him, picked up the water cup and took a deep sip before spitting out a mouthful of blood, "God damn the Pingtian Sect, they not only refused to let me go after taking the ransom, but they also plotted against me."

"Have you been there?" Some elders were surprised. This shouldn't be the case. Those money-minded people would let go of such a money-making opportunity?

"Been there, failed."

Lu Ming's cold eyes searched the room, and finally found his gaze. He said coldly: "Another surprise for you, Chen Lang has become the leader of the Lotus Cult. Elder Zhong, you have trained a good disciple again."

"Is it really done?" Zhou Tianzheng pondered.

There was such a link in the "plan" that Ye Wenlong revealed to them, which actually made Ye Wenlong's message more credible.

"What do you mean? Do you know?" Lu Ming asked.

"We are discussing this matter." Zhou Tianzheng explained, recounting the information provided by Ye Wenlong before.

"He may be setting it up. Arresting people is just a way to gain the trust of the Pingtian Sect. You don't need to take it to heart." An elder advised.

"What kind of layout, what kind of internal response!"

Lu Ming was unmoved, with murderous intent, "Whether he is a real traitor or a fake traitor, I fought him personally, can't you tell clearly?"

Capturing my children, devouring my ransom, kidnapping my people, and seizing my treasure ship, is this what a spy would do?

He thought of Pingtianjiao's face and became extremely angry. Then he remembered something and stared at Zhong Haoran.

"Zhong Haoran! You are sitting peacefully, please give me an explanation!"

"Brother Lu, don't be impatient."

Zhou Tianzheng quickly explained from the side, "Chen Lang has not contacted Elder Zhong for a long time. This matter has nothing to do with him, and Elder Zhong originally supported the action."

"Besides, Chen Lang has already defected to the sect. If we believed him, we wouldn't have discussed it for so long."

After hearing these words, Lu Ming lost some of his anger and sat next to him, drinking tea again.

"I don't care what the plan is, whether it's internal or not.

I just need everyone to take action, rescue them, and then put an end to this Bird Lotus Sect.

As for whether what Chen Lang said is true or false, is it important?

What use can a foundation-building monk be? When we go there, we will see if he is on our side or on the Pingtian Sect. If he dares to flee in fear of crime, I will kill him as soon as possible! "

With the urging of the Lu family, the Council of Elders quickly passed a resolution and secretly informed other families that since they had made the decision to take action, the image of the sect must not be left behind.

Lu Ming was not an unreasonable person. Although he had a strong intention to kill Chen Lang, he did not disclose the details of his actions after being persuaded by other elders. He immediately returned to his family and deliberately arranged some people to investigate near Lianhua Mountain, so that Pingtianjiao couldn't see any clues.

But if you want to take action, you still need the nod of one of the most critical figures.

Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect!

A branch of the Pingtian Sect can only have a few Golden Core cultivators at most, but the biggest problem has never been this, but the Lord of All Souls who may appear at any time.

If that person appears, it will be difficult to end. This will involve a competition at the top level of the mainland.

The leader of the Tianjian Sect has been avoiding direct negotiations with the Pingtian Sect these years, and it is difficult to convince him.

Later, the leader of the Tianjian Sect was summoned to come out of seclusion.

"good."

The leader of Tianjian Sect readily agreed.

Zhou Tianzheng, who went to persuade him, couldn't handle it.

"We will act first. If the Lord of Souls takes action, you will be needed to stop him."

"This is not a problem." The leader of Tianjian Sect said.

Zhou Tianzheng added, warning: "Chen Lang's words may not be credible. If it is a trap arranged by the Pingtian Sect, then we need to attack by force."

As the leader of a sect, he believed it was impossible not to understand the risks involved.

"What did Zhong Haoran say?" asked the leader of Tianjian Sect.

"He said he believed in Chen Lang."

"Then believe it."

"..." Zhou Tianzheng expressed doubts about the sect leader's decisiveness and confidence. He thought for a moment, "Have you succeeded in breaking through the barrier?"

The sect leader has been in seclusion for these years. Apart from successfully breaking through, it is hard to believe that there are other possibilities that would allow him to take such a risk.

The sect leader sighed lightly, his expression a little complicated.

"No, I failed."

…

Chen Lang successfully conquered Polangzhou and shrunk it down to about the size of a palm, shaped like gray paper, and could be carried on his body.

As for the Fengming Furnace, the Lu family's butler did not give any instructions on how to subdue or use it. He simply said that it was an artifact used by the master to make elixirs.

Chen Lang then gave up, and then continued the action under the urging of the Southern leader.

Within a few days, there were many more prisoners in the dungeon, and with the ones captured by other believers, the number reached more than 400.

Even believers from other sects heard about it and came to surrender, bringing many living sacrifices as gifts.

During this period, related families wanted to redeem people, but the Southern Sect Leader directly refused on their behalf. Lord Black Sparrow and Eagle even worked together to capture some more people.

"The Black Priest is here."

Three days later, the Lotus Sect welcomed two big figures.

The two wore black robes, hats, and masks on their faces. One was a cow and the other was a horse. No one followed them.

The Southern Sect Leader stood aside and greeted them in person.

"Where is Chen Lang?"

"Here." Chen Lang came out and stared at the two. He squinted his eyes and couldn't see through their realm, but he felt an extremely dangerous aura.

He had heard that Pingtian Sect had masters. Are these people?

However, although they are all the cows and horses of the Queen, we don't need to write it on our faces, right?

"The grand sacrifice will start the next day, and we will be responsible for supervision."

Niu Ma each took out a box, in one of which, a whole pile of blood banners lay quietly, and in the other, there was only a stick, which looked like pear wood, and a bit like gray-black metal.

"What are your names?" asked the Southern Sect Leader.

"No need to address you."

The two of them acted decisively, drew a few lots, and randomly arranged the grand sacrifice location. This was an old tradition of the Pingtian Sect, and no one could reveal the secrets of the temporary arrangement.

Then, the blood banners were handed to Chen Lang, a total of seven, each of which was dark red and black, and the number of dead souls reached the limit.

Finally, all the prisoners were gathered and secretly transported over.

The grand sacrifice was about to begin.