My cultivation script went astray

"Good, very imposing and energetic." Chen Lang smiled and waved to the Southern Sect Leader:

"Drag him down and refine it."

The Southern Sect Leader nodded and signaled his men to drag Lu Youzhi down.

"No need, I'll do it myself." The struggle in Lu Youzhi's eyes gradually disappeared, and he strode away.

Soon, he came back.

There was a red flame mark on his head.

"Is it done?" Chen Lang wanted to use this to delay a little more time.

"The materials are ready, so what's the difficulty." The Southern Sect Leader said.

Then, he said, "I gave the control of his body to the Empress, just like you did at that time. If you need it, you can refine it again and take it away. Anyway, it's not in my hands."

Lu Youzhi listened, and suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

The Southern Sect Leader had just told him a lot, but now he found that there was no "red mark" on Chen Lang's forehead.

Thinking of the "at that time" mentioned by the Southern Sect Leader, Lu Youzhi realized that things were different from what he thought.

"You are not a puppet anymore?"

"When Master Chen was appointed as Master of Lotus, the Queen Mother had already removed the control." The Southern Master said.

Lu Youzhi nodded silently and said no more.

His thoughts were more determined. If Chen Lang could get rid of the puppet body, why couldn't I? There is a chance.

"Then continue. The energy in the pool has begun to gather. Don't delay." The Ox-faced Man said.

"Okay." Chen Lang nodded and signaled to continue to throw the sacrifice. Master Niu Ma was here. If he forced to delay, he would arouse suspicion.

"Wait, Lu Youzhi, come here."

Several soul masters smiled strangely and called Lu Youzhi who was standing aside, "You are here to work, not to watch the fun. Come and meet the masters."

In this person, they seemed to see the shadow of Chen Lang. Chen Lang was so arrogant and domineering that they suffered a lot. Today, this kid must have a taste.

Lu Youzhi walked over and greeted everyone in turn.

"Hey, you're pretty good."

The Western helmsman touched Lu Youzhi's head and suddenly smiled, "You, go and be responsible for throwing the sacrifice."

"It's a big deal, isn't it inappropriate?" Lu Youzhi was shocked.

"I think it's quite appropriate." Buddha-faced Vajra also thought it was a good idea, "Why, you don't want to do this little thing, and you still say you are loyal to my Pingtian Sect?"

Lu Youzhi glanced at Chen Lang, hoping he could say something.

But Chen Lang lay comfortably on the big mahogany chair and didn't look at him.

"I'll tell you secretly, Master Chen also went through this back then." Lord Eagle smiled in a low voice, "You don't go, do you have any ulterior motives? Or do you want us to help you?"

"I'll go."

Lu Youzhi turned around and left, and came to the open space behind, where there were hundreds of people in bondage, guarded by Pingtian Sect guards.

Sorry.

He randomly picked a few unfamiliar people, trying to make sure they were outer disciples he didn't know, "Bring them over and throw them in."

"Lu Youzhi, have you betrayed the sect?" Some Tianjian Sect disciples reacted, especially the crazy monk and the female monk next to him, who had seen the red mark.

"This won't save you." The crazy monk said.

"Shut up, this way you can die later." Lu Youzhi said that he tried to choose strangers. He knew that the Pingtian Sect was just making things difficult for him, and he just let it go. He also had feelings and didn't want his fellow disciples to kill each other.

"Lu Youzhi, you are a spineless, coward! You still have the nerve to be an inner disciple? Bah." Someone shouted and cursed loudly. Anyway, they were about to die, so there was no scruple.

"Add him and the others." Lu Youzhi paused and pulled out a few of the most fiercely cursed ones.

Picking out the first batch and sending them to the sacrificial pool, Lu Youzhi stretched out his hand to push them down. With a hissing sound, blood-red smoke came out, and Lu Youzhi's hands trembled slightly and slowly stabilized.

"Don't hesitate, choose me."

In the second round, the crazy monk and the female monk next to him spoke. They were very calm and didn't scold. They just said to Lu Youzhi:

"No need to say anything more. Your hesitation and struggle will only become their fun."

Lu Youzhi was stunned for a moment, then understood, and simply dragged a few people with indifference and continued to deploy.

"Wait a moment."

The Western helmsman smiled and stopped, "This is so boring, I remember your clansmen are here."

Lu Youzhi's face changed again. He felt that the people of Pingtian Sect were simply demons.

When the people of the Lu family were caught and lined up in front of him, Lu Youzhi broke his defense at this moment even if he was mentally prepared.

He was covered in cold sweat, his face was pale, and his brain was empty. Several soul masters of Pingtian Sect smiled, pointed at him, and said something from time to time, but he couldn't hear clearly.

The Tianjian Sect was indifferent to him and didn't save him. He didn't have the psychological burden to pick people at will, but facing his clansmen, he really didn't dare to look at their eyes.

"I'll go first."

The old butler took a step forward, he was very relaxed, just like he had just finished his work and came home, and came to Lu Youzhi without making any comments on his choice.

"Young Master, I'm leaving first. If you have a chance to see the master again, thank him for me, thank you for all these years of cultivation."

Then, he jumped into it.

In an instant, the color of the blood pool became extremely rich.

"Hmm, quasi-golden elixir." The Southern Sect Leader sighed lightly, such a master sacrificed, providing enough nutrients.

The blood pool boiled, and the blood line formed by the blood flag was extremely solid, intersecting above the center of the pool. Countless souls were intertwined and torn apart, and twisted faces emerged, squeezing and deforming each other.

Chen Lang stood up, took out the wooden pole and threw it in. It was time to raise the flag.

As soon as the pole was thrown in, the boiling blood pool calmed down in an instant. A flag began to grow along the pole, and black mercury-like buds grew out. They grew rapidly, intertwined with each other, and woven into a flag.

"Southern Sect Leader, can I borrow the mirror for a while?" Chen Lang suddenly said.

The Southern Sect Leader was slightly stunned, "What do you want this for?"

He remembered that this was not needed for the grand sacrifice.

"I have no interest in Lu Youzhi, so I can leave it to you. I will leave it to you to decide how to deal with the people of the Lu family." Chen Lang said some seemingly irrelevant words.

The Southern Sect Leader understood it, and he decisively threw the mirror over. No matter what he did, it was just a temporary use anyway. It would be great if it could get rid of a cause and effect.

Chen Lang took the mirror, put his heart at ease, and began to sacrifice and refine peacefully.

The pole was slowly covered with a layer of black, and a black flag was slowly taking shape.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, his eyelids jumped, and a strong breath swept nearby and disappeared in an instant.

But this divine thought was too powerful. Even though it only lasted for a moment, everyone noticed it. The soul masters who were making fun of Lu Youzhi, the coldly observing Lord Black Sparrow, Eagle, the two Lords Niu Ma with unfathomable auras, and the Southern Sect Leader who stood with his hands behind his back, all stood up and looked southeast.

Outside the valley, the sun was descent, and the sun was blazing.

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