In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

There was a murmur in Cui Yu's heart. Cui Huhu wanted to drive him down the mountain and expel his family from the Taoist temple. Could it be that Cui Huhu deliberately lied to him?

But he can't afford to gamble!

What if the two little ones died and I didn't get the news in time? Wouldn't it be too late to regret that the two little ones' bodies would rot by then?

Cui Yu took out a fist-sized sparrowhawk from his sleeve, and saw that the sparrowhawk's body was golden, as if made of gold, and its hair was engraved with wonderful lines, which made it look very extraordinary.

After Cui Yulue thought deeply, he decided to send the message to Yan Qu. With Yan Qu here, the person who was trying to assassinate him would definitely not succeed.

We still need to find out the person who secretly committed the murder. A thought flashed in Cui Yu's mind: I want to see who has the courage to murder my sister, Cui Yu.

After Cui Yu finished writing the letter, he stuffed the letter into the talons of the sparrow eagle. The next moment, the sparrow eagle turned into golden light and soared into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.

This sparrowhawk was the first sparrowhawk that Cui Yu captured after escaping from the hands of Demon Dao Chunming in the past. Over the years, Cui Yu has cultivated the divine blood for the opponent, making the opponent completely reborn. In particular, the speed of the sparrow hawk actually mastered some of the characteristics of the golden-winged roc that turned into golden light and escaped.

Watching the Sparrowhawk go away, Cui Yu followed the Sparrowhawk from his perspective to prevent anyone from intercepting him midway.

In the main hall of Zhenwu Mountain

At this time, six of the Seven Zhenwu Sons gathered together. Wang Yanchun, one of the Seven Zhenwu Sons, was naturally unable to attend the meeting because he had been summoned to the back mountain by the Patriarch and had not yet come out.

There is a futon in the center of the hall, and there are six futons on the left and right sides.

At this time, Cui Huhu was sitting on the first futon, and the other five sons were on both sides, sitting in order.

Yu Wenhaojie is known as the number one among the Seven Zhenwu Sons, and his cultivation level is the highest among the Seven Zhenwu Sons, so he sits in the first position on the left.

But Song Zhi sat in fifth place.

The third vacant position should belong to Wang Yanchun.

At this time, the six Zhenwu disciples gathered together. Cui Laohu was sitting on the futon in the center of the hall. Looking at his brothers, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

In the past, due to the Three Corpse Killing Technique, Zhenwu Mountain suffered a calamity, and he had to travel far away, leaving a vacancy in Zhenwu Mountain's direct lineage. Cui Cancan was not yet an adult, so the affairs of Zhenwu Mountain were handled by the six Zhenwu Sons respectively.

The six sons of Zhenwu divided up all the authority of Zhenwu Mountain and were responsible for the operation of the entire Zhenwu Mountain. By the time Cui Laohu returned to Zhenwu Mountain, the power of Zhenwu Mountain had been divided up. Although he was now the nominal leader of Zhenwu Mountain, he also had a few It was because he was helpless, but there was an ancestor above him who was suppressing him, and he was afraid that he might not be able to take the position of headmaster when he came back.

Why did Cui Cancan live so miserably in the past? Was your childhood so sad? I am afraid that the Six Zhenwu Masters deliberately attacked the direct lineage of the Cui family and allowed their disciples to bully them.

The imperial court of the Great Zhou Dynasty has come to ask me, Zhenwu Shan Gaozhen, to come down to help me. How can you Taoist brothers teach me? Cui Laohu asked.

There are masters in Zhenwu Mountain, and even the Seven Zhenwu Sons have been passed down from generation to generation, but all those masters are hiding to avoid disaster and refuse to come out easily.

Experts in disaster situations need a lot of incense faith. Before the great changes in the world, Zhenwu Mountain was just hanging on. It was constantly being restrained by ghosts, gods and princes. Where was the opportunity for development?

That is to say, now that the world is in chaos and the importance of masters has been revealed, Qi practitioners are given the opportunity to disrupt the world again.

But after hearing Cui Huhu's words, everyone in the field fell into silence.

No one knows the general trend of the world better than them, and it is not good for them to suppress Bao Dazhou.

The princes, ghosts and gods in the world rebelled against the Zhou Dynasty. Although the Great Zhou Dynasty had thirteen innate spiritual treasures to suppress the Qi, everyone was still unwilling to suppress the Great Zhou Dynasty. Why?

Efforts are not proportional to gains.

The interests of the Zhou royal family have long been divided up. Even if they invest in treasures, how much can they gain?

This would not be the case if the treasures were paid to the princes and kings. It would definitely be a huge reward.

And even if everyone works hard, all the benefits will be collected by the main peak lineage. Everyone just drinks some soup and water. Who is willing to do such a thankless thing?

Therefore, all five peak masters remained silent.

When Cui Huhu saw this, his expression became even uglier, and he felt helpless in his heart. Although on the surface, the seven peaks of Zhenwu Mountain still seem to be dominated by the main peak, secretly everyone has their own thoughts.

This matter is a covenant signed by the old Heavenly Master and the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty. It cannot be violated. Why do you brothers teach me? Cui Laohu asked.

Seeing Cui Yuhuhu suppressing his ancestor again, several people in the scene were dissatisfied, but they had nothing to do. Master Zhenwu Mountain is the real master of Zhenwu Mountain and the supreme god. No one can go against the will of the ancestor.

I wonder if there are masters on the main peak? Since the ancestor has agreed to this matter, the main peak should take the lead. I will send people to follow. Yu Wenhaojie spoke from the side, his voice was full of tranquility and emptiness, and he seemed to be out of touch with the world. fight.

Yes, this matter requires the main peak to come forward. I will wait and cooperate. Song Zhi agreed.

Everyone was talking about it and put the responsibility on the main peak, which made Cui Laohu feel a little aggrieved.

After hearing this, Cui Huhu pondered for a long time and then said: There are five disaster experts from my main peak.

Five disaster experts are definitely a lot.

Yu Wenhaojie said: My ancestors in the disaster realm at Chunyang Peak have all lost contact and fallen into seclusion, so we can only produce ten masters in the magical realm.

Song Zhi also followed and said: I have two masters in the realm of supernatural powers here. Now that we are waiting for the golden age of Qi practitioners to arrive, every minute and every second is very precious. It is a great time to practice. The practice of my disciples is more important. , worldly fame is really too far away for us. Besides, the world is in chaos now, and the world is like a purgatory and a meat grinding ground. We can't send all the disciples down there to die, can we?

Yes, this is reasonable. It's hard to say how many masters I can send. When I get back, I have to ask my disciples if there are any who are willing to come down the mountain. If there are any who are willing to come down, please come back and report to the master.

That's right, that's right. Whether or not to go down the mountain depends entirely on the disciple's willingness. We can't forcefully interfere. We can't push the disciple down the mountain to die, right?

At this time, everyone was talking a lot, and they were all shirking all responsibilities.

half an hour later

In the empty hall, Cui Laohu sat cross-legged in the hall with a pale complexion, looking at the six empty futons with his eyes without saying a word.

Can such Zhenwu Mountain be considered a complete dojo? Cui Laohu's head was as big as a bucket: The seven main peaks of Zhenwu Mountain each have their own treasures. You really think I don't know. These bastards have long ago sacrificed themselves for the power of faith.