Start to conquer the world of Jade Immortals

Chapter 358

The main altar of the Demon Cult's Ten Thousand Poison Sect is located in a place called 'Poisonous Snake Valley' in the southwest of Middle Earth.Geographically speaking, the Poisonous Snake Valley, the Huqi Mountain of the Ghost King Sect, and the Xiaoyao Stream of the Hehuan Sect just formed a large triangle, restraining each other and facing each other, forming a fairly solid balance of power in today's Demon Cult.

But at this moment, this balance has reached a precarious point, especially in the Wandu sect, which was originally the most powerful in the Demon Cult. With the death of the old master Poison God, Wan Du The gate was already in chaos, and the poisonous snake valley where the main altar was located was already in a state of tension, and the situation was imminent.

Nominally speaking, Qin Wuyan, the closed disciple of the Poison God, was the official heir who received the deathbed will of the Poison God. It is a pity that in the Demon Sect, especially in the Wandu Sect, who is a martial artist and has a lot of strength. Among all sects, just relying on the will left by the God of Poison will not help.

Not long after the God of Poison passed away, several of his other disciples rushed back to the Valley of the Poisonous Snake, coming aggressively, assuming that they wanted to compete for the position of sect master.And although Qin Wuyan has won the True Inheritance of the Poison God, and his abilities are far superior to those of his senior brothers, but first of all, he is not very experienced in the Wandu Sect, and the important masters in the sect are almost all on the side of his senior brothers this time. Second, the last time he was in the Dead Marsh, he was accidentally ambushed by Baguio of the Ghost King Sect and was seriously injured. Although he had largely recovered at this time, Biguio's Acacia Bell also made him fearful.

However, fortunately, at this critical juncture, Qin Wuyan finally resolved this feeling forcefully by relying on the strange Taoism of the God of Poison and using five kinds of poisons including the 'seven-tailed centipede'.But this important matter happened only a few days ago, Qin Wuyan was deep in his thoughts, and kept this secret all the time, knowing that he was already the target of public criticism, so he was willing to bear it.

His patience was soon rewarded. The three senior brothers Fan Xiong, Cheng Wuya and Duan Rushan who had worked together and formed an alliance to come back to snatch the position of sect master found out that the little junior brother who was the most feared had turned out to be an internal injury. , a half-disabled person suffering from illness, and he also expressed very sincerely that the master had indeed passed on the position of sect master to him when he was dying, but he himself did not want to sit in this position at all, and handed over the seal of the sect master on the spot, After placing it in front of the Poison God's spirit seat, indicating that only those who become the sect master can get it, the alliance of the three Poison God descendants quickly began to disintegrate and collapse.

The master priests and disciples of the Wandu Sect are also divided into three factions at the moment, the faction headed by Baiduzi is on the side of senior brother Fan Xiong; His good friend, Patriarch Duanmu, stood behind the second eldest Cheng Wuya; as for the rest of the third Duan Rushan, although his Taoism ranked last among the four disciples of the Poison God, he was always scheming and plotted secretly. This time, his power is the strongest for the time being, and many old monsters of the Wandu Sect who have not been born for a long time have been drawn over by him, and nearly half of the disciples of the sect are on his side.

And in the Poisonous Snake Valley right now, it is the last day of offering sacrifices to the God of Poison Head Seven.The news of the poison god's death had already spread, and the mourning hall was covered with white flags like mountains, but it was rare to hear a cry or two.Although most of the disciples of the Wandu Sect wore white silk and linen cloth, they didn't even have a trace of sadness and pain on their faces. On the contrary, many of them glared angrily and confronted the other faction.If it weren't for worrying about the last bit of face above the mourning hall, I'm afraid this place has long been turned into a martial arts hall rather than a mourning hall.

The four disciples of the Poison God all wore heavy filial piety and knelt in front of everyone, but except for Qin Wuyan, the other three only kowtowed three times before standing up, standing to the side, and many people also stood behind them, They were facing each other, and countless eyes were watching intentionally or unintentionally at a small green box on the altar in front of the coffin in the mourning hall, on which was written the four-character Ten Thousand Poison God Seal.

It is the seal that can only be possessed by the owner of the Wandumen since ancient times.

There were three fruit animals on the altar table, and there was a copper pot on the ground in front of the table, burning with flames. After Qin Wuyan kowtowed, unlike the three senior brothers, he knelt aside silently, took the paper money and put them into the copper pot one by one, and burned them to the altar. deceased.And none of his three senior brothers looked at him directly. Anyway, no matter who becomes the sect master in the end, this useless person can't escape the fate of being poisoned to death.

Their attention is still more on that small box.

Fan Xiong, who had a sultry face and a fierce expression, suddenly snorted coldly, took a step, and walked towards the altar, but Cheng Wuya and Duan Rushan, who had been on guard for a long time, flashed out almost at the same time, and Duan Rushan sneered: "Brother, Master's first seven days are not over yet, what do you want to do?"

Fan Xiong stared at him with a fierce look on his face, and said, "I am a senior brother, so of course I will inherit this position."

Cheng Wuya snorted, and said, "Where do you think that this seat is occupied by senior brother?"

Duan Rushan also sneered and said: "You want to talk about the rules of the elders, but if you really want to talk about the rules, the master will also pass the position to the younger brother when he dies, where is it your turn?"

Fan Xiong's eyes flashed fiercely, and he turned his head to look at Qin Wuyan. Qin Wuyan didn't raise his head, and his voice still sounded out of breath. He coughed and said tremblingly: "Three senior brothers, you just came back...cough, cough Cough... At the time, I immediately handed over the seal letter and explained that I am not interested in this position. You... Cough cough... You started earlier than me, and your popularity is higher than mine, so naturally you should sit here The seat, the master is getting old, and I think he was a little confused when he left, so he just said nonsense. You have decided who will sit in this seat, so don't drag me into it."

He spoke in a deep and trembling tone, as if he still felt a little guilty and afraid, and he didn't have the deep and arrogant look before.Fan Xiong sneered, turned his head in disdain, and said without looking at him again, "Then what are you planning to do?"

Duan Rushan sneered, and said: "Needless to say, it's still as we agreed, Master's first seven days will pass first, and after letting him go, we will decide who will sit in this seat tomorrow in this mourning hall! "

Fan Xiong gave Duan Rushan and Cheng Wuya a hard look, and his two juniors looked at him with unkind looks.After a while, Fan Xiong turned around abruptly, strode out of the mourning hall, and a large group of people walked out after him.Cheng Wuya and Duan Rushan also led their troops out afterwards, and Qin Wuyan was soon left alone on the mourning hall, kneeling silently on the ground guarding the coffin.

I don't know how much time passed, the stack of paper money in Qin Wuyan's hand was burnt clean in a copper basin, and then he slowly raised his head, his eyes under the white silk were indifferent and without brilliance.

"Master..." His voice was so soft that only he could hear it: "Master! Did you see that these people are your apprentices, your subordinates..."

The corner of Qin Wuyan's indifferent mouth gradually showed a sneer, which was cold and without any emotion.

(End of this chapter)