The flowers bloomed and withered for another season. It had been ten years since the devastating heavenly tribulation. Only a few people knew about the fall of the Taoist Sect's Sect Leader, Dao Twenty-Four. The information that others knew was that Dao Twenty-Four had abdicated and the previous Sect Leader, Dao Twenty-Three, had temporarily taken over.
Ten years ago, Mo Yan, the head of the Mo family, sent out invitations to heroes. Mo Xie, the only son of the Mo family, was sent to Taoism to become one of the holy sons of Taoism.
Taoism held a grand meeting that was rarely seen in a hundred years. At that time, the heads of the four great families, Situ, Wang, Zhao, and Mo, all came out. Some of the old forces in the cultivation world, such as Buddhism, Kunlun, and the Dragon Group, all sent their representatives to attend the meeting. The Red Priest of the Western Church also traveled thousands of miles to personally receive the Pope's order to give the new Holy Son a blessing of the level eight spell, the Light of Luck.
Those who received the Mo Clan's Hero Invitation that day were not to be trifled with. Their leaders were at least at the Soul Formation Stage, and the forces behind them were even more difficult to guess. Moreover, they were all allies with several big shots who had good interests.
In Mo Yan's study room, rows of antique bookshelves were filled with all kinds of books. Mo Yan was currently frowning with a depressed look on his face.
Mo Xiu, the butler standing beside Mo Yan, said softly," Master, the 16 lords and Taoist Master Black Flame are still waiting for you in the hall, right?"”
Mo Yan sighed and waved his hand." Shh, okay, I got it. You can leave first."
"Alright," she said.
Mo Yan dragged his feet and slowly walked towards the hall. He saw sixteen people sitting in the heavy hall. They were dressed in red clothes with the pattern of fallen plum blossoms on them. Behind the red clothes, there was a big word " Burial ". Beside them was Taoist Blackfire, one of the four Taoist priests whom he had not seen for ten years.
"Sorry for the long wait." Mo Yan sat on a chair in front of the hall with a relaxed expression. He exuded an air of superiority and dominance.
"Cough, Minister Luo, are you bullying me?”The person in the blood-red robe said in a hoarse voice.
"Hehe, how could that be? No matter what, we are still part of the same organization. The Blood Hall Adjudicators rule over the cultivators of the mortal world, while the Falling Words Tribe Leader is in charge of killing.”
"Excuse me, but the matter between Benefactor Mo and your organization doesn't seem to have anything to do with our sect. I wonder what you all mean by inviting this old man!”
Mo Yan glanced at Taoist Black Flame, his sharp gaze making Black Flame feel a chill." Hehe, I didn't expect Taoist Black Flame to break through to the Soul Formation Stage after ten years of not seeing the scriptures. It's really your sect's luck!"”
Black Fire was already a little unhappy. When he heard Mo Yan mention ten years, he couldn't help but think of the cause of his senior brother's death. If Mo Yan's cultivation wasn't higher than his, Black Fire would have fallen out with his mother long ago. Black Fire suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly," Humph, if there's nothing else, then I'll excuse myself!"”After saying that, he waved his sleeves and left.
" Whoosh!" A blood-red sickle slashed out from a blood-red robe, revealing a bloodthirsty face from the person blocking the entrance.
"F * ck, do you really think there's no one in our Taoism!”Even with Black Fire's good temperament, he couldn't help but curse.
"Ah Hai, come back." A cold voice rang out from the leader of the blood-robed men.
" Gagaga!" The strange man holding the sickle at the door laughed strangely. The sickle slowly fused into his body...
"I'm really sorry, Daoist Black Flame. You know that the Blood Hall is the most unorganized department. They're all lunatics. Please don't mind them ~"
Black Fire's face turned red as he gritted his teeth and said," You forced me!”
Whoosh. A sword shadow came from the window and attacked the hall. A cold sword wind was aimed at the Blood Hall Adjudicator named Ah Hai.
The air in the hall was extremely cold. A black heavy sword was placed directly on Ah Hai's neck, and a thin blood stain seeped out of the blade.
Ah Hai's face was a little stiff, and beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead. Ah Hai felt that if he dared to make a slight movement, his head would definitely be cut off in the next moment.
"Xiao Hei, is this the guy who blocked your way just now?”A faint voice came from the sword.
"Nirvana!" The leader of the Blood Hall adjudicators looked coldly at the heavy sword on Ah Hai's neck.
" Martial Uncle, it's him," Black Fire said sulkily.
A bright light flashed, and Ah Hai's body convulsed as a broken arm fell heavily to the ground.
" Boom!" The 15 Blood Hall Adjudicators stood up abruptly, their murderous intent filling the roof.
" Tsk, a few kids don't know the immensity of heaven and earth." Nirvana Sword suddenly transformed into a tall and sturdy man. He had long black hair and his eyes were shining as he looked at the fifteen Blood Hall members before him. A domineering aura enveloped the entire area.
The scene immediately became filled with smoke. Mo Yan hurriedly tried to smooth things over." Senior Nirvana, please calm down. It's inevitable for a junior to be a little young and frivolous. Blood King, hurry up and apologize to Senior Nirvana. Senior Nirvana is a treasured sword left behind by the founder of Taoism. Not long after, he has transformed into an existence closest to a fairy weapon!”
"Bah, Mo Yan, you don't have to tell these bastards about my background. Even if I didn't have a Celestial Artifact, I would still think of ways to deal with them.”
The Blood King, who was the leader of the Blood Hall's adjudicators, had already turned pale. He knew that he could forget about taking revenge this time.
The few of them retracted their auras and hurriedly helped Ah Hai up from the ground. The Blood King said with a vicious expression," Senior, I've fallen into your hands this time. What do you want to do?!"”
"What should we do? Hehe, Little Black, beat them up and throw all these trash out!”
"You!" A huge killing intent swept across the Blood King. The Blood King, who often wandered between life and death, had an unusually strong sixth sense. He was sure that if he said another word, it would definitely be his corpse lying on the ground…
Under everyone's humiliating gazes, Black Fire finally took his revenge and kicked them out of the door.
Mo Yan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Perhaps only a few real living fossils would dare to treat the most terrifying organization, the " Burial " of the Blood Hall like this.
They treated the favored sons of heaven like grass and the aristocratic families like children. This was the definition of an old man who had existed for an extremely long time.
" Alright, those annoying fellows have been chased away. Xiao Mo was actually the one who informed you to meet here on the orders of those old fellows in the Dark Coffin. As for those little fellows, it was also the orders of the higher-ups. The past few years have been too peaceful. It's time to bring some fresh blood to the organization…"
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