The black pot quickly gave the answer Chen Luoyang wanted.
The blood mist rose from the mouth of the pot, condensing into a long piece of blood writing.
Chen Luoyang read Nie Guangyuan's life experience, thoughtful.
From these concise text descriptions, it is temporarily impossible to see that the head of the White Tiger Palace has any collusion with foreign enemies.
He also did not put the bipolar sky rocks into the volcano, and the sudden eruption of the earth fire lava under the Gushen Peak had nothing to do with him.
However, this gentleman looks calm, but he is definitely an ambitious person.
He has a hard-core confidant who secretly manages himself and cultivates a private army.
Although it was just a brief mention, it had already attracted Chen Luoyang's attention.
It is not certain that Nie Guangyuan has rebelled, but it is obvious that he has a strong desire for power and is unwilling to be subdued.
This may have something to do with the current situation of the Four Temples in the Devil's Cult.
Among the heads of the four halls, the strongest is undoubtedly the head of the Zhuque Hall, one of the Five Emperors of Shenzhou.
Recognized as the second master of the Devil's Cult, a giant of the Devil's Dao who is second only to the leader Chen Luoyang, he is also very young and has unlimited potential.
Not to mention the inside of the Devil's Cult, even from the perspective of the entire vast land of China, it is undoubtedly a giant.
In the church, although it is suppressed by the leader, no one dares to underestimate it.
The first seat of the four halls is originally an equal existence, and theoretically there is no distinction between high and low.
But because the current head of the Suzaku Palace is too strong, it is called the big head.
If the chief seat of Emperor Wudi's Realm can be ignored for now, then there is Chen Chuhua, the chief seat of Azure Dragon Hall, among the four halls.
Chen Chuhua was the same age as Nie Guangyuan, but his cultivation strength at the twelfth level was higher than that of Nie Guangyuan at the eleventh level.
In addition, although Chen Luoyang has not figured out the relationship between this sister and the leader until now, it is certain that they are extremely close.
If there was a ranking among the first seats in the four halls, Chen Chuhua would always be above Nie Guangyuan.
In fact, the people inside the Devil's Cult really honored Chen Chuhua as the second head, second only to the head of the Vermillion Bird Hall.
As for Su Wei, the head of the Xuanwu Hall, he has not yet manifested the true meaning of martial arts and has not become a martial king.
However, because of the special functions of the Xuanwu Hall, the requirements for the martial arts level of the chief seat in the past dynasties were not so strict.
No one would judge whether a God of Wealth is competent by simply using his or her cultivation base or strength.
What's more, if it really counts, Su Wei really can't beat Nie Guangyuan, but his brother can.
In a sense, the two brothers Su Wei and Su Ye can be regarded as one person for their role within the Demon Cult.
If calculated in this way, the status and weight of such a person with both civil and military skills in the religion will definitely rank among the top five.
Of course, that counts as a bit of a bully.
But even if Nie Guangyuan can overwhelm Su Wei in the comparison of the first seats in the four halls, there are still Suzaku and Qinglong who are the first seats above him.
In addition to the four halls, there are envoys on the left and right around the leader.
Yuanlao Pavilion was cast idle by the leader.
But as the third master of the Demon Cult and another Great Elder of Emperor Wu, his status and prestige naturally cannot be compared with others.
Even if the old man has just been beaten by Emperor Xia, there will always be a day when he recovers from his injuries.
For Nie Guangyuan, the key to stimulating his self-esteem is that he is not counted as a member of the entire Demon Cult, but only as a member of the Young Sect. He is not the first person under the leader's command, and can only compete for the top three positions.
So Chen Luoyang wasn't too worried about him right now.
Nie Guangyuan was unwilling to let others down, first of all, he stared at Suzaku and Qinglong.
Its ability and ambition are not enough to threaten the leader for the time being.
Chen Luoyang even felt that the leader might not have been ignorant of it before, but instead deliberately condoned and fueled Nie Guangyuan's ambitions.
In other words, to fully mobilize the other party's work enthusiasm...
Neither Suzaku nor Qinglong are easy to deal with.
It is not easy for Nie Guangyuan to overthrow these two people.
This should be regarded as a means of check and balance... Chen Luoyang thought to himself.
Don't worry about Nie Guangyuan for the time being.
But still keep an eye on it from time to time.
When, if the head of the White Tiger Palace is really able to reach the position of under one person and above ten thousand people, his ambition will be another matter.
Chen Luoyang reconnected with the mysterious black pot in his mind.
Now everyone on the mountain is suspicious.
House thieves are hard to guard against. Nie Guangyuan is the leader's confidant, and if he is a traitor, the danger is especially great, so Chen Luoyang was the first to investigate him.
The person who is the most intuitive threat is naturally the Great Elder.
But the injured Emperor Wu was still Emperor Wu.
Right now, the blood-red nectar in the black pot is limited, so no information about him can be obtained.
Chen Luoyang accumulated fine wine, and he wanted to leave it to Emperor Xia or the first seat in Zhuque Hall.
So skipping the first elder, the second person he checked was the sixth elder Zhou Pancheng.
Fourth elder Chai Han's cultivation is at the eleventh level, and sixth elder Zhou Pancheng's cultivation is at the tenth level.
If you are diligent and thrifty with your family, you can save a little bit...
The mouth of the pot quickly condensed with blood-red words, and Chen Luoyang calmed down.
...
While Master Chen was busy with his own affairs, an unprecedented scene was happening in the church, which may not be repeated in the future.
From the senior elders, the head of the Xuanwu Hall, and the Zuoshi, to the ordinary disciples of the Demon Cult, they all gathered in front of the stove in the kitchen, watching the large pots and kettles boiling water.
Chen Xun, the head of the kitchen under the Xuanwu Palace, led a group of cooks and cooks to stand aside in fear, completely unaware of why.
Su Wei, the head of his family, waved at them, and a group of people retreated together as if they had received an amnesty, leaving the venue to the gang of bigwigs who had taken over the magpie's nest for no reason.
The Fourth Elder Chai Han, the Sixth Elder Zhou Pancheng, and the Seventh Elder Shangguan Song were all expressionless.
Beside them stood a tall, fat man, silent.
But the young demon disciples consciously avoided him and Su Ye.
Xuanwu One, "Ghost Dragon" Su Ye.
Suzaku one, "Crazy" Lin Dongyi.
Two people, one insane and one insane, don't get close to strangers.
There are not no bosses with higher status and stronger cultivation base than them.
But the bosses at least have clear rewards and punishments.
However, ghost dragons and madmen cannot be guessed with common sense. If they get close to them, they may die at any time, and they will die without a whole body.
Suzaku and Lin Dongyi have just been ordered to dig a tunnel to guide the water of the Dragon River.
They were interrupted when everything was almost ready.
Thanks to Xiao Yuntian's strength being superior to his, if someone else passed on the order, the consequences would definitely be dire.
He was silent now, staring at the pots and pots quietly.
"Here we come!" Zhang Tianheng suddenly shouted.
Everyone is engrossed.
Even the few old masters with bad complexions also corrected their expressions slightly.
Then, a group of bigwigs with the ability to destroy mountains and rivers gathered together to watch the lid of the pot topped by water vapor, the lid trembled and even occasionally jumped up...
The scene was quite funny, but everyone looked serious.
Su Wei muttered to himself: "I have seen occasional scenes on weekdays, but I have never thought about it."
"Tianheng." Xiao Yuntian called Zhang Tianheng.
With one move of his hand, the Magic Sun Dafa formed a strange aura, rolled up a large amount of water in a water tank in the air, and then poured it on Zhang Tianheng like a waterfall.