The villain, she raised the darling of heaven

Rows of disciples were dressed in dark purple robes outside the black ancient temple.

Inside the main hall, the master of the Xuancang Hall occupies the main seat, and the ten elders sit on both sides.

There was a man standing under the steps. He pulled down his bamboo hat, and that face was Shen Jue.

"Di Guanqing passed the trial of thousands of people and conferred the title of Holy Son."

A black shadow offered a transparent soul card with both hands, which contained the imprint of the soul of the hall master.

It's just that the soul imprint of Xuancang Palace is different from other ones. The soul imprints of Ye Family and the like are directly imprinted in a person's soul consciousness, which can withstand a fatal blow, while those of Xuancang Palace are only engraved on the soul card.

Shen Jue took it under the indifferent eyes of the elders without any hesitation.

The elders have always treated every son of God like this.

Gu Ming seems to be extremely satisfied with the newly selected Son.

"It's not bad to understand the body-breaking Nirvana Bathing Realm."

On the first day after the death of the former Holy Son, Xuancang Palace immediately organized a thousand-person trial, and there was no trace of sadness on his face.

To him, the Holy Son is just a subordinate with a little more power, and the one who is really in power is still himself.

"Don't let me down, Di Guanqing."

The hall master gave Shen Jue a meaningful look, and then disappeared with a group of elders.

Shen Jue's hand holding the soul card tightened slightly.

How could the soul imprint engraved on the soul card be just a soul imprint.

"Holy Son, the Palace Master asked you to take people to the secret realm of the fantasy sky on the coast of the extreme north."

Shen Jue suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and obediently accepted the task.

Therefore, on the first day of taking office, the new Holy Son was sent to the coast of the extreme north.

Everyone thought that the Holy Son of Xuan Cang Palace would be like countless holy sons in the past, after a short enjoyment, he would return to his hometown.

But in the past eight years, "Di Guanqing" has been born and died many times, and he still sits safely on the position of the holy son.

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In the ancient tribe, a huge storm swept over.

Shen Yu, who had her eyes closed, exuded a unique fragrance of moon phosphorus, which attacked people's mind.

The golden lotus imprint on the forehead was completely revealed, and the golden lotus in the body had already grown eight petals, and the water of ten thousand Buddhas almost drowned the golden lotus, leaving only the stamens.

Ding Jing no longer had the storage bag in his hand, and was so excited by such a big movement that he stood up.

A large number of Blood Curse clansmen also approached and gathered outside the door.

After another two days, the soul power formed a small vortex and frantically poured into the room.

The Blood Curse Clan didn't cultivate their soul power, so they didn't know the situation, and they didn't dare to go in rashly. They were anxious and scared outside.

Shen Yu opened her eyes, and a trace of blood disappeared in a flash.

"Young Priest—" Ding Jing was so excited that he almost cried out.

Feeling the power in her body, Shen Yu was in a good mood. Hearing the movement outside, she got up and walked out.

"The young priest's safety is the most important thing, and I will bear it alone when the curse god is angry."

"As I said, no one can enter without the permission of the young priest."

"Haven't you seen such terrifying power? If something happens to the young priest, can you bear it?"

"The young priest has a sense of propriety. What can you do when you go in? Isn't Ding Jing guarding?"

During the quarrel, when they saw Shen Yu coming out, everyone outside saluted.

"Young Priest—"

The joy on Shen Yu's face had already faded away, and she was full of doubts.

"Where's the high priest?"

Everyone was silent, but Ding Jing said in a low voice: "The high priest has passed away."

Shen Yu's face was startled, the end of her eyes became moist, her voice trembled a little: "Can I go and see you?"

Seeing her so sad, everyone was also brought back memories.

They respect the high priest from the bottom of their hearts.

Hundreds of people followed Shen Yu to the place of the Blood Curse Clan. Except for Ding Jing, the people closest to her were all older Blood Curse Clan elders.

When they arrived at the place, Chen Yu was allowed to go in alone, and the rest were not qualified to go in.

She first bowed to the standing sign, and then brewed some emotions, turned around and walked towards the people outside.

"I'm going out for a while."

The crowd immediately became a sensation again.

"Young priest, what would we do without you..."

"Young priest, are you going to abandon us?"

On the other hand, those older clansmen saw the murderous intent hidden in Shen Yu's eyes, and asked in surprise: "Young Priest, can you tell me what it is for?"

Shen Yu hesitated for a while, but finally shook her head and remained silent.

"If it's about the priest's private matter, we won't ask about it, but if it's related to the death of the high priest, everyone in our Blood Curse Clan is obliged." The old man was very excited, as if he had discovered some terrible secret.

Shen Yu looked embarrassed.

Everyone also realized that something was wrong and fell silent.

"Yes, it is related to the death of the high priest."

The crowd was in an uproar.

The old man squinted his eyes, "I knew how someone like the High Priest would be poisoned by a strange poison for no reason. There must be a traitor."

Shen Yu looked sad, but she pretended to be calm.

"She doesn't want to involve the entire Blood Curse Clan. That person is too powerful outside, but I am favored by her, so I must not just sit idly by. Give me some time, and I will come back then."

The old man immediately became angry, "Our Blood Curse family has been under the care of the high priest for more than a thousand years. She died of injustice, but we live in a corner and live on the edge of it. There is absolutely no such reason in the world."

"Justice for the High Priest—"

"Justice for the High Priest—"

"Justice for the High Priest—"

The old man glared angrily, and was very firm: "The thief is powerful, and our Blood Curse Clan is not weak. The young priest is talented, and there is nothing he can do about him alone. We must gather the strength of the whole clan, wait for us to kill the traitor, lift his head, and then come again!" Pray to the curse god for the high priest."

"Young priest, just tell me, who is it?" Ding Jing was so angry that his face turned red, and he couldn't wait.

"I accidentally fell into the place of the blood curse clan with him. Maybe it was because of good luck. I encountered many blood curse stones along the way, but I didn't expect that person to kill me and wanted to seize the treasure. , fortunately the high priest rescued him."

Shen Yu's eyes were sharp and she was extremely angry.

"The high priest is a kind person, that person is very good at disguising, and he won it because he didn't notice it for a while."

"It's my fault too. The high priest is here to save me, and I will kill her to avenge her."

What Shen Yu said was sincere, and the emotions of the blood curse clan members were all mobilized, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

"Just because of the blood curse stone, he killed the high priest. This person deserves death."

"We will ask the young priest to bring the whole clan to the world."

"The young priest is grateful, and the members of the Blood Curse Clan should also be grateful."

Shen Yu was still worried, "That man is the holy son of Qingyun Temple, with a high position and great talent."

"The high priest dragged me to protect the Blood Curse Clan...if something happens to you now..."

An old man regained his emotions, and said firmly: "Young priest don't need to feel guilty, we are determined to avenge the high priest."

"The young priest just makes arrangements, we all listen to the young priest, only one point, and we must kill the traitor."

Ding Jing's tone was fast and anxious, "Dare to ask the young priest, what is that person's name?"

Shen Yu turned to face the standing sign in the clan field, leaving only a back view for everyone, with a cruel arc on the corner of her mouth, and cold and gloomy eyes.

The woman's voice sounded like the collision of high-quality Jiayu, carefully discerned but revealing an inconspicuous depth, and the dazzling sunlight above her head was a bit cold for no reason.

"That person's name is Gu Jun..."