Chapter 3722: Rules Are Rules (2nd Update)

Cang Mo Sect's mansion, main hall.

Wow!

In the corner of the main hall, there was a ding-ding-dong-dong sound when it fell into the water. It was a small and exquisite rockery, placed in a huge tray.

In front of the rockery, there is a wooden table. In front of the wooden table, there is a tall figure standing with a good proportion. He is wearing a black robe with gold threads. He is extremely luxurious and has a sense of grace.

Just a back view gives people a sense of elegance. This is a man.

Click click click…

The man's arms seemed to be swinging gently, and at the same time, the sound of scissors kept sounding, and branches kept flying out and falling.

Looking closely, there are pots of extremely beautiful flowers in full bloom on the wooden table, as well as some lush green orchids, all of which are very precious.

It is obvious that this man in a black robe with gold threads is pruning flowers and plants, giving people a sense of tranquility and leisure, like an ink painting.

Soon, the clicking sound stopped, the man's swinging arms also stopped, and then a magnetic sound sounded.

"Flowers are like beauties, delicate and delicate. They need to be cherished and cared for at all times, so that they can become graceful and graceful."

There was a touch of appreciation in this voice, and he seemed to open his body a little, and suddenly a pot of gorgeous and colorful flowers, which had been pruned to just the right size, was revealed and bloomed spontaneously.

The figure in black robe with gold thread stood quietly, seeming to be admiring his masterpiece.

Sudden!

"metropolitan!!"

A shocking and incredible thick voice suddenly came out from far and near, and a tall figure as tall as a mountain rushed into the hall. The aura of his body was surging, stirring the void. He was hunting in martial robes and looked extremely powerful. He was a golden man. God's peak!

After the tall figure rushed into the hall, he immediately knelt down on one knee and was about to speak. He seemed to have remembered something, but suddenly his face turned pale, his eyes showed a trace of strong regret, and even his tall body was trembling slightly.

"Qiu Shan, how many years have you followed our sect?"

The voice of the man in gold-clad black robe with his back turned was very calm.

"Reply to the sect master! It's almost fifty years!"

Qiu Shan shivered, but he still hurriedly spoke!

"Then do you know what will happen if you disturb my flower viewing?"

The magnetic and calm voice floats again!

"My subordinates understand! Anyone who disturbs the sect master's flower viewing will have his arm cut off!!"

Na Qiu Shan gritted his teeth and spoke, a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He raised his right palm and turned it into a palm blade, slicing directly towards the shoulder of his right arm!

Just a look from behind and a word caused Qiu Shan to cut off his arm without hesitation, which shows how terrifying the power of this man in gold and black robes is!

Even though Qiu Shan was already a golden human-god at his peak, he did not dare to violate it at all.

call out!

But the next moment, Qiu Shan felt his eyes blurred, and at the same time, his right hand that was cutting towards his left arm was suddenly caught!

The man in golden black robe actually blocked Qiu Shan's self-mutilated arm.

And precisely because of this, the man in the black robe with gold silk finally revealed his true face. He had a fair face and looked to be in his thirties. He had a handsome appearance, especially a pair of eyes with a kind of depth, like two black holes. It makes people afraid to look directly.

His temperament is quite outstanding, and he is the first person you will see among those people!

I have to say, this is a very charming man!

This person is none other than the leader of Cang Mo Sect... Meng Qiuhuai!

Meng Qiuhuai's right hand that blocked Qiu Shan's palm was also extremely white. If you look closely, even the nails were perfectly trimmed, even more beautiful than a woman's hand.

"Qiu Shan, you have always been steady and steady in doing things. You never go beyond the rules. Today is the first time you have lost your composure. I think something big must have happened! In an emergency, there is no need to break your arm if there are extenuating circumstances."

As he spoke, Meng Qiuhuai let go of Qiu Shan's hand and spoke with a faint smile.

Qiu Shan was immediately excited!

"but……"

Poof! !

Qiu Shan's body suddenly trembled, his face turned pale, and he let out a muffled groan. A large piece of flesh and blood on his left shoulder had disappeared!

That mass of flesh and blood is currently on Meng Qiuhuai's palm!

It was him who dug it out alive!

"Rules are rules. If you break them, you will be punished."

"Qiu Shan, what do you think?"

Holding flesh and blood in his hands, Meng Huaiqiu still smiled and had a gentle look on his face, which immediately gave people a strange and terrifying feeling!

"I would like to thank you, Master, for showing mercy!!"

Qiu Shan hurriedly spoke, extremely frightened and extremely grateful!

"Um."

Meng Huaiqiu nodded slowly, then turned around and threw it with his right hand. The fresh flesh and blood immediately flew to the wooden table, landed on the roots of the freshly pruned flower, and soaked up.

"Fresh flesh and blood will make the flowers bloom more beautifully and brightly."

Meng Huaiqiu sighed softly, with a hint of tenderness, and then turned around again. What was incredible was that his right hand became clean at some point, with no trace of blood remaining, and it was white and perfect.

"Okay Qiu Shan, what happened?"

Meng Huaiqiu's voice was still magnetic.

"Reporting to the sect leader! In the Soul Tablet Hall, the soul tablet belonging to Elder Huangyang Yunhuang, one of the previous eight heavenly kings of our sect, suddenly shattered not long ago!!"

As soon as these words came out, Meng Huaiqiu, who was originally smiling, finally focused his eyes!

After ten breaths.

In the Cang Mo Sect Soul Tablet Hall, in front of the altar table, Meng Huaiqiu stood quietly with his hands behind his hands, looking at the broken Soul Tablet with a pair of black hole-like eyes!

Within it, a ray of light flickered endlessly, extremely faint!

"Huang Yangyun, one of the eight heavenly kings and elders of the previous generation!"

Meng Huaiqiu spoke softly, but there was a dark meaning in his eyes.

"A character who can be called a traitor! But the most important thing is that he is not from Moyun State, but from another big state, from the Cang Demon General Sect!"

"It is said that the reason why Moyun Prefecture established a sect branch was because of his relationship!"

"But then he disappeared mysteriously. The sect concluded that he most likely went to the Da Kong Demon Burial Hall!"

"For a long time, the soul card has been intact, which means that the body is not dead, but now it suddenly died..."

"Cang Demon General Sect...Huang Yangyun...Da Kong Demon Burial..."

Meng Huaiqiu's eyes flickered slightly, and when he mentioned the "Cang Demon Sect", his eyes suddenly became full of terrifying ambition!

"Could it be that he has been trapped in the Demon Burial in the Sky before? He was just hanging on for a breath? But he finally reached the limit?"

As his thoughts surged, Meng Huaiqiu pointed, and a faint brilliance emerged from the broken soul tablet, like a star that was about to dim.

"The Soul-Photography Technique...can only be used by those who have achieved the Great Perfection of the Extraordinary Soul Saint!"

Meng Huaiqiu could see that this was one of the unique secret techniques of Cang Mo Sect, but the requirements were extremely high. He could see part of the deceased's life. He immediately put this ball of light on his forehead, and the power of the soul poured into it. .

The next moment, a blurry picture appeared in my mind!