Chapter 854: The Power of the Ancestors

At the moment when Huan Yin released his murderous aura, the faces of the thousands of black monks in front of him and the disciples of Qingzhou Wuliangmen behind him all changed without exception.

Just a breath of air made them instantly understand how big the gap between themselves and Huan Yin was. That was the stupidity of an ant trying to shake the sky!

Everyone began to retreat unconsciously, or even run for their lives. However, how could Huan Yin give those black monks a chance?

"You are looking for death!" Huan Yin roared, and the originally sunny sky suddenly darkened. Everyone looked up and found that a huge palm had condensed above the sky at some point. The palm prints on the palm were clear, and it directly pressed the entire Imperial City Square down.

"Run!" All the black monks changed their faces wildly, and they wanted to escape from the square at all costs. However, even if they used their best skills and even their blood and blood power, how could they be faster than Huan Yin's palm?

The huge hand pressed down instantly, leaving no chance for the Xuanyin sect members to survive. In just a blink of an eye, the entire ground shook wildly, and the huge hand was already firmly pressed on the ground. In the previous moment, all the disciples of Qingzhou Wuliang Sect saw with their own eyes that no matter where the Xuanyin sect members fled, they were completely pressed down on the ground by a palm. Now, the palm was completely in contact with the ground, and the bloody smell had already faintly spread. Is there any need to think about the result?

After three breaths, the huge hand dissipated, and what appeared in front of everyone was a scene they had never seen before. Meat mud, blood plasma, all red and white, more than a thousand people, who were still aggressive before, are now completely unrecognizable, and not even half of them are alive.

The ancestor was angry, and thousands of people died!

Everyone looked at Huanyin with great awe. They worshipped their ancestors day and night and heard all kinds of legends about their ancestors, but they were not as impressive as the image left in their hearts by the palm just now. It is said that the ancestor is powerful and is a peerless cultivator, and few people in the world can compare to him. Seeing him today, I know one thing or another.

"Quick... quick, start the formation quickly, kill him, kill him!" Suddenly, at the end of the imperial city, an old voice came out, revealing obvious anxiety.

Then, Huan Yin and others saw that the entire square suddenly lit up with blue light. The light gathered and formed, which was similar to a large cloud. As soon as this phenomenon appeared, the light rushed to the sky and turned into a large and thick dark cloud.

The dark clouds rolled, thunder suddenly appeared, and violent arcs began to wander in the large dark clouds. The terrifying power of heaven pressed down on the entire imperial city square, as if mocking the tiny human beings.

At this moment, the only people on the square were Huan Yin and the many Wuliang disciples behind him, as well as the many members of the Qingzhou royal family who were hung on the ancestor's statue. If they let the thunder from the sky strike, I'm afraid these people will die like the Xuanyin sect members just now, without a single one left.

The faces of all the Wuliang sect members changed. They asked themselves that they had never thought of challenging such a mighty power, so how could they dare to fight it now?

"Master, be careful! This is the strongest formation of the Xuanyin sect, the Nine Heavens True Thunder Formation. Once it is activated, there is no way for those below the life cultivation level to survive!" Wei Qianlong's old face was obviously worried. He looked at Huan Yin, as if he would rather Huan Yin retreat now.

Seeing the worry on Wei Qianlong's face, Huan Yin was moved. After hundreds of years, the little disciple he accepted at the beginning is still so filial.

Suddenly taking a step forward, Huan Yin looked at the thunder that was about to strike from the sky, and shouted: "A mere thunder, dare to show off in front of me? Get out of here!"

With a shout, a soaring momentum emerged from Huan Yin's body, which was supreme, like the king of the three realms!

This aura was many times stronger than Wei Qianlong's so-called emperor's aura. Everyone was shocked and thought that the ancestor's identity must be extremely noble.

This aura was exactly the aura of Emperor Shitian! Huan Yin saw everything in front of the Three-Life Stone. Now he was Emperor Shitian. When he was in heaven in the past, the god who controlled wind, rain, thunder and lightning was just his subordinate. Now how dare a formation-driven thunder go against his will?

The last moment, the dark clouds were still rolling and muffled. The next moment, the thunder in the sky suddenly subsided and eventually disappeared.

"How... how could this happen?" From the depths of the imperial city, an old voice came out, full of fear and disbelief.

There was also a disciple of Wuliangmen who felt unbelievable. They watched the rolling thunder completely retreat under the ancestor's shout. How powerful is this magical power?

The sky darkened again. Everyone looked up and saw countless vines weaving in the sky, and finally formed a huge cover, completely covering the huge Qingzhou City.

"Old Zhang, in ten breaths, send all the heads of Qingzhou Xuanyin Sect to me!" Huan Yin said to Zhang Tao after sealing the city with the power of wood source.

Zhang Tao smiled grimly and said, "Sir, you don't need ten breaths, just give me five breaths."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone saw that hundreds of illusory roads suddenly appeared under Zhang Tao. Then, Zhang Tao turned into a hundred and stepped on each road in a swaying manner.

In an instant, countless screams rang out throughout the entire Qingzhou City. Some were very far away from the imperial city, some were very close, and even in the imperial city in front of Huan Yin and others.

Everyone counted silently, but after only four and a half breaths, all those illusory roads suddenly retracted, and finally converged into Zhang Tao's figure. But at this time, there was no more screams.

Taking out a storage bag, Zhang Tao threw it to the ground. Suddenly, hundreds of heads with different expressions rolled to the ground like rubber balls and piled up into a mountain.

Everyone was startled and in great awe of the seemingly harmless old man following Huan Yin.

Huan Yin nodded and waved his hand, and the vines on the sky completely disappeared. And everyone knew that the Xuanyin Sect, which had been a scourge in Qingzhou City for many years and was deeply rooted, had been completely uprooted since then.

For a moment, everyone was still immersed in Huan Yin and Zhang Tao's extremely powerful methods. However, Hong Xiu reacted first and patted Wei Wenbo on the shoulder beside him: "Why don't you go and save the emperor?"

After everyone heard this, they reacted and hurriedly rushed towards the ancestor statue standing in the center of the city.

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The next day, Wei Qianlong issued an order as the emperor: rectify the entire Qingzhou City and restore everything to the normal order.

As a result, all the people in Qingzhou took action, regardless of monks or mortals. And the reorganization work also proceeds very quickly, because without the interference of foreign enemies, everything will become simpler and smoother.

At this moment, in the main hall of the imperial city, Huan Yin was sitting at the top, and Wei Qianlong stood below with a total of fifty people.

Everyone looked solemn and awe-inspiring, with their heads lowered and silent. At the end, Wei Qianlong finally spoke: "Master, these people are my direct relatives in the Imperial City and core disciples of the Wuliang Sect in Qingzhou. They have never seen you in the past, but today I called them to thank you for your great kindness in preaching and teaching."

After saying that, Wei Qianlong knelt down with a "dong" sound and knocked to the end.

"Greetings to the ancestors!" Behind Wei Qianlong, people of all ages, men, women, and children all knelt down and shouted loudly.

Smiling, Huan Yin said: "It has been hundreds of years. I never thought that the young disciple I accepted would actually develop a huge sect. Qingzhou also has its own way, the way of the Wuliang Sect. "

"You are all very good. In you, I see unyieldingness, fearlessness, and never bowing to death. Even if you are not strong enough, if you can have your own beliefs, have your own opinions, and not be manipulated by others, you will always be successful. Those who can become stronger one day should be like this, and so am I."

Wei Qianlong looked up at Huan Yin, his old eyes a little moist: "My disciple is unworthy. Qingzhou has developed for hundreds of years, but in the end it is unable to protect itself. If the master does not return, this time..."

Huan Yin suppressed Wei Qianlong's words and said, "Qianlong, what do you think of my master's cultivation?"

Wei Qianlong didn't even think about it: "The master's cultivation is amazing, and the disciples can no longer guess it."

Huan Yin said: "But do you know that there is someone stronger than me? In this life of our monks, cultivation is one part, and faith is another part. Without faith, no matter how strong our cultivation is, we will eventually succeed. If you are attached to others, you will not be able to achieve great freedom. If you have faith, even if your cultivation is not good, as long as you continue to work hard, you will one day be able to achieve greatness. "

"Didn't I die at the hands of others back then? But now, I have broken through reincarnation, come from hell, and returned to the human world, and death cannot stop me. The most important thing in a person's life is to know what he needs, and then Keep trying to get closer to that goal.”

"Okay, no more common courtesy. Qianlong, come here, I have something to ask you."

Wei Qianlong nodded, stood up, summoned all the core members of his direct lineage, leaving only himself, and walked to Huan Yin.

Huan Yin asked Wei Qianlong to sit down, looked at his disciple who had become an old man, and asked: "What is going on in Qingzhou?"