Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

The sound resounded like thunder and rumbling in the square of Xishan Temple.

Every word that Qian Chongyao said in his mouth seemed to strike everyone's souls with a mighty force.

Qian was actually a descendant of Xiaoyao Jianxian.

In the past, Xiaoyao Sword Immortal saved the Ten Thousand Sword Region from the raging disaster. Today, the descendants of the Qian family must imitate their ancestors and benefit the world.

When Qian Chongyao's words fell, after a while, someone immediately knelt down.

"My Zhao family, I am willing to follow and pledge allegiance to death."

"The Tianzang faction is willing to work for the Qian Clan, and the whole world belongs to the Xiaoyao Army."

Kneeling one after another, swearing allegiance.

Today's Blessing Day is the swearing ceremony for Qian's formation of the Xiaoyao Army.

Seeing this scene, Qian Mubai's face couldn't help but a smile appeared.

Everything is proceeding normally according to plan.

"At this time, Zizhu Army should also be about to arrive in Bandai City." Qian Mubai muttered to himself, and then looked at the two daughters of Zheng Wei and Liu Mei, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint invisible line was wiped. Cold light.

Qian is extremely sensitive to trespassers.

Since the mysterious person who broke into the Qian family that night is related to these two women, they must find out exactly what they are.

They do not allow any flaws in their plans.

On the altar, Qian Chongyao smiled. In the entire Bandai City, most of the forces were already firmly under the control of the Qian clan. Today’s Oath of Masters Meeting naturally echoed a hundred responses. By now, almost all the aristocratic schools in Bandai City have sworn allegiance to the Qian clan and are willing to become the free army.

A member of the regiment. "This will be a great day that will be recorded in the history of Ten Thousand Sword Regions." Qian Chongyao continued, "Ten thousand years ago, Xiaoyao Sword Immortal, used this altar to sacrifice with blood. In the end, it was sheltered by the Buddhas in the sky. Next, Xiaoyao Jianxian led the human hero,

Drive out the alien. Today, the Xishan Blessing Festival is the same. I will use my blood as a sacrifice to pray to the Buddhas in the sky and swear that I will return to peace in the shortest time possible. "Qian Chongyao's figure fell on the altar, his expression was serious and solemn, and he said slowly, "This method of memorial service is called ancient blood sacrifice. Not only does it require a lot of blood, but it also needs, with the lead of life, to activate the ancient blood sacrifice and cause all the sky

The resonance of the Buddha achieves the purpose of sacrifice. "

Many people couldn't help but tremble.

Life is a guide!

The entire Xishan Temple square suddenly became quiet a lot. "Who the lead of life is, no one knows now." Qian Chongyao said in a deep voice, "Everyone who walks up to the altar to offer blood to pay tribute to life is very likely to be selected as the lead of life. Maybe it is. I, maybe, among you

One of them. "

Qian Chongyao took a deep breath, his eyes revealed firmness, "Everything is for the peace of Ten Thousand Sword Region."

Qian Chongyao turned around and walked slowly towards the center of the altar, engraved with mysterious and ancient patterns.

The mottled stone pillars were still stained with blood.

"With my blood, awaken the Buddhas in the sky, shelter the Xiaoyao Legion, and conquer the Ten Thousand Sword Realm, without any disadvantage, for generations to come."

Qian Chongyao cut his finger, and the blood ran down and dripped on the stone pillar.

The stone pillar exudes a faint light, then disappears again.

Qian Chongyao turned around, walked a few steps forward, waved his hand directly, and said in a deep voice, "Mu Bai, you come too."

"Yes, father." Qian Mubai strode up.

Without hesitation, drop the blood directly.

The moment Qian Mubai's blood fell on the stone pillar, the light of the stone pillar suddenly rose for a few minutes, and after a few seconds, it gradually returned to dullness.

During the whole process, Qian Mu's white face didn't change his color, and he turned around and stepped aside.

"Next, the Qian family will send ten representatives to the altar to sacrifice." Qian Chongyao's voice sounded again.

One by one walked up to the altar, offering their own blood for the ancient blood sacrifice.

Soon, all ten members of the Qian family also donated blood.

Qian Chongyao's gaze swept over the audience, and he said in a deep voice, "All sects, representatives of aristocratic families, please go to the altar. It is best to be the representatives of the younger generation. Those who can go to the altar will become the core of the future free army. ."

As soon as the words fell, many people's hearts were originally nervous, but their eyes could not contain a sharp light.

If the Qian Clan really dominates the Ten Thousand Sword Region, and they follow the Qian Clan at this moment and become the core of the Xiaoyao Legion, they will definitely have a very high status in the future.

"From left to right, walk up to the altar one by one."

The group on the far left was stunned subconsciously, and then a young Tianjiao volunteered and strode onto the altar.

In the distance, Luo Feng and others have been watching all this.

"Ancient Blood Sacrifice." Luo Feng narrowed his eyes. "Three seniors, do you see anything tricky?"

Hearing that, the three of them shook their heads.

"We have never heard of ancient blood sacrifices." Zhuge Wushi frowned and said, "The so-called memorial to the Buddhas in the sky, I think it is purely fooling ignorant people." "I feel that there is a very strange aura fluctuation under the altar. "Luo Feng stared at him, "However, the distance is too far, and I can't detect the details." Luo Feng took a deep breath, feeling an inexplicable uneasy feeling in his heart.

Over time, this feeling has become stronger.

Luo Feng couldn't help but look at Zheng Wei and Liu Mei.

The second girl was in the square of Xishan Temple, and from the beginning till now, she has never had any chance to leave.

"Everything, can only wait for the end of this ancient blood sacrifice, maybe there will be a turning point." Feng Sanniang said in a deep voice.

"Liu Mei stepped onto the altar." Luo Feng's pupils couldn't help shrinking, his eyes fixed on him.

On the altar, Qian Chongyao's eyes also looked at Liu Mei who was walking up the altar.

"The next person who will come up to pay homage is from the Tianjiao of Wenjianzong." Qian Chongyao's voice sounded.

"Brows, be careful." Zheng Wei was also disturbed.

Among the people asked Jianzong, only she and Liu Mei met the conditions for walking on the altar to sacrifice.

Liu Mei took the initiative to walk out without hesitation.

"Don't worry, with my aptitude, there are no gods and Buddhas who would like me." Liu Mei smiled and walked onto the altar with a relaxed expression.

Strode to the stone pillar.

Liu Mei's brow twisted slightly.

An oncoming **** breath made her feel dizzy.

Enduring the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, Liu Mei took out a knife and gently cut his finger.

The blood dripped.

At this moment, the light on the stone pillar rose again...

After a few seconds, it dimmed again.

Liu Mei grinned and turned around to leave the altar.

At this moment, the altar shook suddenly, and Liu's eyebrows staggered.

In the next second, the light of the stone pillar that had just dimmed suddenly burst out again.

Very dazzling, soaring straight up. At the same time, another layer of weird red light enveloped the willow eyebrows.