At the same moment when Yin Qingxuan and Ling Yun's mother and son had a long talk.
The main altar of the Demon Sect outside the small world of Xuanhai Dongtian.
On the side of the huge high platform in the middle of the ancient capital, stands an inconspicuous palace.
It is inconspicuous because the area of this temple is actually not large, which is equivalent to the size of three or five ordinary houses, and because it is not high enough, it is blocked by the huge high platform next to it. It is difficult to see it from the front the whole picture.
However, this temple is entirely made of bronze. There are statues of demon gods on both sides of the gate. They are tall and lifelike, especially the eyes of the two demon gods. Better than the eyes of the living.
The eyes of the two demon gods did not look far away, but lowered their heads slightly, looking down at a certain place in the passage outside the palace gate, which happened to meet at a distance of nine feet outside the palace gate, watching closely every person who wanted to enter. The people in the temple make people feel terrified and trembling unconsciously.
Outside the palace, apart from the bluestone passage leading to the main entrance of the palace, the two sides of the road are empty squares because they are too huge, and there are no buildings on the square.
Of course, except for the huge humanoid sculpture made of white marble in the distance.
The sculpture is five feet high, far surpassing the two demon gods at the entrance of the temple. He is slender and seems to be wearing a snow-white linen robe. Floating, the eyes are idle and firm, as if they are walking in the sky, and they seem to be going away at any time.
The person sculpted is well known to everyone in the Demon Sect, men, women and children. Naturally, it is the former Holy Master of the Demon Sect, Yin Jiuyou, who has left this place and disappeared for thousands of years!
And this statue of Yin Jiuyou, after it was confirmed that he had disappeared for a hundred years, the great elder of the Demon Sect who had followed him went out in person before his own death and Taoism disappeared, and returned shortly after picking up a huge boulder, all in one go.
The bronze palace behind Yin Jiuyou is one of the most important buildings of Mozong.
Elder's meeting hall.
For thousands of years, almost all major events that determine the future and destiny of the Demon Sect have been discussed and decided here by the twelve elders and the then Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect!
As long as the decision is made, there will be no change!
At this moment, the door of the Elders' Meeting Hall is wide open. On the chair on the left side of the innermost part of the hall, the Great Elder of Mozong Wen Mo, dressed in a white robe, sat still for a long time. He just turned his head slightly, and his old eyes passed through the hall. At the main entrance, staring at the statue of Yin Jiuyou on the square in the distance, his eyes were complicated and his face changed.
Sometimes admiration, sometimes lamentation, sometimes excitement, sometimes decadent sigh...
The Great Elder Wen Mo, after sending Ling Yun and the others into the forbidden area of the Demon Sect last night, bid farewell to Yin Qingxuan, waited for the door of the small world to be completely closed, and then came here directly, sitting on this elder chair that belonged to him, almost never I have never moved, let alone closed my eyes.
Suddenly, Wen Mo withdrew his gaze, first laughed at himself, then shook his head and sighed: "It seems that I am really old and useless..."
It has been two Jiazi since Wen Mo took over his golden elder's order flag and served as the elder of the Demon Sect.
It is a pity that so far, his realm has been stuck at the peak of the heartbeat stage for a long time, and it is difficult to take a step forward. No matter how hard he tries, he has tried various methods, but he still can't form a golden core, and he can't achieve a great way.
After sighing, Wen Mo quickly revealed a look of relief, and his face became excited, and he said excitedly: "But I didn't expect Qingxuan girl to practice so fast, and now she has reached the peak of the fusion state!"
"The cultivation of the new Holy Master is even more..."
What's more, Wen Mo took a quick glance last night and couldn't tell at all.
But just because of Ling Yun's random shot last night, he completely restrained the three most powerful elders of the three demon sects at the same time, and he couldn't even move if he wanted to move—
To be able to do this, Elder Wen Mo can roughly estimate what kind of strength Ling Yun possesses.
A real Golden Core Realm would definitely not be able to escape, right
"The new Holy Master already possesses such strength at such a young age. What else should I worry about about the future of the Holy Sect?"
Wen Mo was relieved, and smiled at himself, and then his slightly tense shoulders loosened, as if a heavy burden had been lifted at once.
"It's a pity, I never thought that Qingxuan girl would be so decisive last night, she told me on the spot that she will leave the Holy Sect in the future and have nothing to do with the Holy Sect..."
When Elder Wen Mo thought of this, his expression darkened naturally.
He agreed at the time, and he could only agree.
"After so many years, it's really hard for that girl..."
The elder in white robe heard Mo and sighed, this was his true heartfelt voice.
After a while, he raised his head again, looked towards the door of the Mozong forbidden area, stared at it for a long time, sincerely smiled, and said with a smile: "Presumably at this moment, Qingxuan's family should gather together and have breakfast? I don't know that Did the girl cook herself..."
Wen Mo stared there again for a long time, his eyes seemed to have penetrated the gate of the Great Formation, and he had already seen a warm scene of joy and harmony, a loving mother and a filial son.
Just thinking that Yin Qingxuan would cook in person, old man Wen Mo swallowed uncontrollably.
Greedy!
Counting it, Elder Wen Mo hadn't eaten a meal cooked by Yin Qingxuan himself for nineteen years.
At this moment, Great Elder Wen Mo was really looking forward to that the portal of that small world would suddenly open, and Yin Qingxuan's figure would fly out and land in front of him, with beautiful eyes and a sweet smile, just like back then, She conjured up a food box in front of him as if by magic, inside were several delicate dishes and a pot of old wine, then she patted his hand off coquettishly, and handed him a pair of chopsticks with a smile...
Holding a chopsticks dish in his right hand, drinking a sip of old wine with his left hand mouth to mouth, and sneaking a glance at Qingxuan girl's smile that joked about his gluttony...
That feeling, not to mention Jindan, would not change for a Nascent Soul Realm.
"Hey... how is it possible now..."
The old man thought about it, and suddenly smiled mischievously, raised his sleeve and wiped his saliva, his face slumped.
Who can be blamed? It's all my own fault, I was so cruel to that girl back then, even if she didn't remember hating me, every time the old man thought about it, he couldn't help but slap himself twice—of course when others couldn't see it.
Even if it is for the future destiny of the Holy Father.
Even if it was to control the situation where the Holy Sect was almost falling apart...
Just like, last night!
Thinking of this, Great Elder Wen Mo's complexion suddenly darkened, and his slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened, with a divine light in his eyes!
The next moment, the old man was sitting upright, his aura was rising steadily, and his face was full of decisiveness.
Brush!
The two figures entered the hall from far away at the same time, in no particular order. They were the other two elders who had accompanied him out to welcome Ling Yun last night.
The Great Elder Kong Cui is wearing a colorful and colorful robe.
The tall and mighty elder, Yu Gu, was wearing a pitch-black robe.
"What's wrong?"
After the two stood still, Wen Mo raised his eyes to glance at them, and asked in a deep voice.
"Uncle Wen has no plans to spare. Sure enough, when the Holy Lord comes, they will flee!"
Kong Cui grinned, shook his long hair habitually, and said with an indifferent look on his face, "I killed seventeen and caught thirty-five."
After finishing speaking, he turned his head and asked Yu Gu beside him, "Where are you, Lao Yu?"
"Kill forty and capture three!"
Yu Gu didn't talk nonsense, and directly reported a number.
Wen Mo: "..."
Too many, killed a little too many people.
However, since those people dared to take the initiative to jump out and wanted to defect and leave the main altar of the Demon Sect, they would be dead anyway, and it was just a matter of killing early and killing late, and there was no need for mercy.
Is it true that the Demon Sect is a kindness hall, come and leave whenever you want
And don't leave early, don't leave later, the new Holy Master has just arrived at the main altar, and he has not come out to officially take the position of Holy Master, so you all ran away
Then where do I put my face as a Great Elder
"Where are the people who were captured?" Wen Mo asked in a deep voice with no expression on his face.
"I'm busy arresting people. After I catch them, throw them back to the main altar and leave them alone. Let the people below us all be escorted to the devil's prison, right?"
Kong Cui rolled his eyes and said casually.
"I sent them there by myself. Anyway, there are only three of them. After passing through my hands, they are all half dead."
Yu Gu scratched his head, he never liked to trouble others, of course, he would not bother himself.
"Well. You two sit down first."
Elder Wen Mo nodded and motioned for the two to sit down and talk.
Kong Cui laughed, and in a blink of an eye, he sat on the elder chair opposite Wen Mo, which belonged to him.
It is said to be sitting, but in fact it is lying down, leaning on all fours, he does whatever feels comfortable.
Yu Gu first cupped his fists at Wen Mo to express his commitment, then turned around slowly, and sat down beside Kong Cui, not smiling.
"Hey, Uncle Wen, we can't always do this. The outside world calls us the Demon Sect anyway, but I haven't made a move in twenty years, and my muscles and bones are rusted. I suddenly worked hard all night. My old arms and legs , almost fell apart..."
After Kong Cui sat down, he changed to a more comfortable posture, and complained for a while.
Yu Gu first smiled when he heard that, but turned his head again, glared and taught a lesson: "Shut up, do you dare to say that you are old in front of Uncle Wen, believe it or not, I will beat you?"
Wen Mo just smiled indifferently, not caring about the bickering between the two, and asked, "Where are the other elders?"
"Elder Deng and Elder Jiang should have arrested a lot of people, but they obviously showed mercy and didn't kill a few."
It was naturally Kong Cui who answered the conversation. He paused and added: "The other elders mainly suppressed and appeased the other members of the Holy Sect, and did not chase them out."
Wen Mo nodded lightly. In fact, he knew that due to the sudden appearance of the new Holy Master Ling Yun, the civil strife in the Demon Sect was doomed.
Last night, there were mainly three types of people who were determined to defect to the Demon Sect.
The Heisha Demon Sect, the remnant of Sikong Tu, knew that Ling Yun was coming, and would definitely run away.
For so many years, with Sikongtu's side, they have secretly communicated with each other, and they have been very close, and even those who have already developed a resentment towards the Mozong elders will definitely run away.
The last one, of course, was eighteen years ago, when dealing with the public case of Yin Qingxuan and Ling Xiao, those who took the lead in arguing, forced the elders, demanded that Ling Xiao must be killed, the Ling family must be destroyed, and even tortured by the Demon Sect, The person who wanted to execute Yin Qingxuan.
With the arrival of the new Holy Master Ling Yun, these people knew that they would surely die, so how could they not escape
Elder Wen Mo had tolerated these people for many years, and at this time he was carrying out a major cleansing, which saved Ling Yun a lot of trouble.
Wen Mo asked with a smile: "How many people were arrested in total last night?"
"At least three hundred." Kong Cui lazily replied, he didn't care at all: "But how to deal with them is up to you, Uncle Wen."
"What shall I decide?"
Wen Mo stared, and said seriously: "Since the new Holy Master came to our main altar last night, we have been working for the Holy Master, and all major events are determined by the Holy Master!"
"The Great Elder said so!"
Hearing Wen Mo mentioned the new Holy Master, Kong Cui and Yu Gu didn't dare to neglect, stood up at the same time, bowed and said yes.
Wen Mo also stood up with a smile, and waved to the two of them: "Come on, you two follow me to see who the defectors are. We will classify them in advance so that they will not be dealt with after the Holy Master comes out." Upset."
Who knows what that girl Qingxuan will say to the new Holy Master, only Wen Mo understands Ling Yun's temper, if he comes out of the forbidden area, after seeing the situation, he just leaves, who will he turn to
So, after another day and night.
Under Wen Mo's thunderous means, the civil strife in the Mozong had already subsided.
After this civil strife, the number of people in the main altar of the Mozong decreased by nearly 20%.
Another morning, around five o'clock, in the elders' meeting hall, Wen Mo took the lead, and the twelve elders were all seated. They were discussing how to welcome the new Holy Master, how to arrange for Ling Yun to accept the assessment, and officially take office as the new Holy Master.
Suddenly!
The Dharma Protector Formation of the Mozong General Altar suddenly shook violently, as if the sky was falling apart!
Wen Mo also shook violently, and at the same moment, he let go of his divine sense to investigate.
The next moment, he was terrified!
In his spiritual thoughts, the main altar of the Demon Sect was "next door", the forbidden area of the Demon Sect where Yin Qingxuan had been imprisoned for eighteen years, and he had just sent Ling Yun and his son there for two days.
The small world of Xuanhaidongtian is gone!
(end of this chapter)