Yi Yang After listening to the three words coming out of the fat man's mouth, he frowned.
Dragon Transformation Ritual?
This title is not a good one at first sight.
Yi Yang's mind was spinning rapidly, connecting these words with the information he had obtained previously.
The one hiding in the Southern Border Witch Kingdom, the previous generation's Hidden Dragon Ranking topped the list Shang Yu, and was carrying Flood-Dragon Serpent Fortune.
Is this "Dragon Transformation Ritual" a ceremony to help him transform from a python into a real dragon?
Yi Yang didn't dare to bite the bullet, after all, the water in this White Lotus Society was very deep, maybe it was some other cult priest, so we had to ask the matter clearly.
Yi Yang mobilized a wisp of True Qi in his body, gathered it into a thin thread, and sent it into Lu Qinglan's ear and said:
"Ask him what is going on with this Dragon Transformation Ritual."
Lu Qinglan stood in front of Pangolin's body, straightening his back.
Behind the mask, Lu Qinglan calmed down, imitating that condescending and cold tone, and repeated word for word:
"What's going on with this 'Dragon Transformation Ritual'?"
When Fatty Qian, who was lying in the bloody water, heard this, his small mung bean eyes that had begun to relax asked with a hint of confusion:
"Holy Maiden... this Dragon Transformation Ritual... aren't you prepared to personally participate?"
"You... why did you ask about me?"
Fatty Qian Although my brain was washed to pieces by Divine Sense, the basic memory fragments are still there, so I just said this smoothly.
In the shadow, Yi Yang's eyelids twitched. He was too anxious just now and things seemed to be exposed.
Before Yi Yang could re-transmit the message to make amends, Lu Qinglan, who was standing in front, asked coldly:
"Of course I know."
"I'm asking you just to confirm whether you idiot, after the mission failed, still remembers the important events of Holy Church and whether you still take the rules of Holy Church to heart."
"This is about your loyalty to Holy Church. Why, are you questioning me now?"
This series of big hats were put on neatly and neatly, without any stumbling.
Yi Yang raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
I can't tell that this girl, who has been practicing boxing with the old man in the mountains all year round, seems to be acting like that. She can beat and rake with one hand more smoothly than the old fritter in Heaven Patrol Office.
Fatty Qian, who was seriously injured and dying, had only half a breath left. He was so frightened by this harsh reprimand that his whole body was trembling with fat. He dared not have the slightest doubt.
He begged for mercy in fear:
"I don't dare! I don't dare to question Holy Maiden!"
"My subordinates remember everything and dare not forget even a single word!"
Fatty Qian gasped for breath, fearing that he would be slapped to death by the Holy Maiden in front of him if he was half a beat too late, so he quickly explained what he knew:
"This Dragon Transformation Ritual is naturally inseparable from the Shaman Kingdom's master Shang Yu!"
"You said before that Mr. Shang Yu is responsible for Flood-Dragon Serpent Fortune, and he is a person who can stir up the general trend of the world. He has cooperated with our Holy Church three years ago at Dingfeng Mountain, and he is quite trustworthy."
"We... we went south this time because he invited us to help him transform into a dragon."
Fatty Qian swallowed the bloody saliva, and a stream of blood gushed out from the blood groove on his chest that was split by Mysterious Abyss Saber. He ignored the pain and continued pouring beans into the bamboo tube.
"As long as you help him gather enough momentum, let him transform from a python trapped in the quagmire into a real dragon, and take that one step that reaches the sky and the earth, half of the Great Yu Dynasty will be completely in chaos!"
"The more chaotic Great Yu is, the less the government and Heaven Patrol Office will care about us. This is a huge help for us Holy Church to plan a major event for many years!"
Having said this, Fatty Qian took a few breaths, rolled his eyes upward, and tried to recall the fragmentary information in his mind.
"And... before I entered the mountain, I heard Lord Altar Master mention that a certain Grandmaster level demon king entrenched in the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains has also reached a cooperation with Lord Shang Yu!"
"That old beast promised to walk out of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains when Dragon Transformation Ritual is turned on and help Master Shang Yu block those old guys in Qingzhou City. The condition is that when Master Shang Yu succeeds in transforming into a dragon, he will share the profits with Dragon Qi so that he can follow suit and take a further step."
After the words fell, the only thing left in the valley was the whine of the wind blowing through the broken stubble of the trees.
Lu Qinglan stood there, his brows behind the mask twisted into a tight knot.
Shang Yu, White Lotus Society, plus the Grandmaster level demon king deep in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains!
This Three Factions actually wore a pair of pants secretly!
Previously, Qing Province's army collapsed outside Tooth-Copper City, Chu Tiankuo was seriously injured, and grandpa Lu Zui disappeared. Everyone thought it was just a local ambush set by the Shaman Kingdom Barbarian and Shang Yu.
Now listen to what this fat man means, the Tooth-Copper City battle is just an appetizer at best, the real fatal move is all in this "Dragon Transformation Ritual"!
Yi Yang in the shadow, his breathing also dropped by half a minute.
He quickly ran through the cause and effect in his mind.
Jiang Zhongtian told him before that Eleventh Prince Xia Haoyun of Great Yu came to Qing Province because he wanted to use the royal Dragon Qi on his body as bait to lure out the poisonous snake Shang Yu and kill it.
But now it seems that it is hard to say who used whom as bait.
Shang Yu not only won over White Lotus Society from the north, but also instigated the rebellion of the demon king in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains. It was clear that he opened his mouth and waited. Xia Haoyun sent Dragon Qi to his door so that he could complete this so-called "Dragon Transformation Ritual" with the prince's flesh and blood Dragon Qi!
When gods fight, mortals suffer.
Yi Yang has no idea of getting involved in this mess with several Grandmaster beings mixed into it.
But there is a problem now. The matter that these two groups of people participated in is related to Lu Zui, and he has received Spirit Weapon soft armor from Lu Qinglan.
Yi Yang stabilized his mind, focused his voice into a line again, and continued to transmit the sound into Lu Qinglan's ears:
"Then ask, what is the number 'Tongueless Lotus Envoy' they were talking about just now?"
Lu Qinglan understood, cleared his throat, and continued to ask coldly:
"What about the introduction of 'Tongueless Lotus Envoy'?"
Fatty Qian lost too much blood at this moment, and his eyelids had begun to droop. When he heard the question, he relied on his survival instinct to answer the question.
"Back to Holy Maiden...Tongueless Lotus Envoy, that is one of the protectors God that our Holy Church enshrines at the Northern Main Altar..."
"This time, taking advantage of Master Shang Yu's efforts to engage in Dragon Transformation Ritual, as long as a ray of Tongueless Lotus Envoy's clone can be introduced into the physical container of the Profound Transformation Realm, it can guide the people of Qing Province in Dragon Transformation Ritual."
"At that time, thousands of Qing Province people will become our Holy Church's most devout believers, and we White Lotus Cult will be able to take root completely in the south and create a real Stronghold!"
"Besides... Moreover, once Tongueless Lotus Envoy comes to the world, even if it is just a backdoor, he will be a strong person in Martial Grandmaster and can be of great use in Dragon Transformation Ritual. This is one of the conditions for cooperation that you and Mr. Shang Yu have agreed upon..."
To save the people of Qing Province!
Lu Qinglan Hearing this, the five fingers of his left hand that were resting on the sword at his waist tightened, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.
These White Lotus Society bastards talk about transformation, but in fact they use sorcery to turn living people into brainless puppets who only know how to sacrifice and sacrifice their lives!
And they actually want to use their grandfather's body as a body orifice for that Evil God!
Yi Yang After hearing this, he finally pieced together the whole story.
White Lotus Society contributed people and efforts to help Shang Yu transform into a dragon, and Shang Yu cooperated with White Lotus Society to promote Evil God's descent and develop the congregation in Qing Province.
The reason why we focus on Lu Zui is because the clone of Evil God named "Tongueless Lotus Envoy" is too strong. The ordinary Profound Connection Realm's physical body cannot withstand the impact of God. Only Lu Zui is a Profound Transformation Realm who has a good background in horizontal training. Perfection The body is the most perfect container.
The cause and effect are all alive.
There is no need to waste any more time listening to this fat man's rants.
Yi Yang glanced at the wound on Fatty Qian's chest that was no longer bleeding and only oozing yellow water, and knew that this guy could only breathe for ten more breaths at most.
He sent the last words directly to Lu Qinglan.
"Ask him where Lu Zui is."
Lu Qinglan took a step forward and stared at Fatty Qian condescendingly, with a hint of undisguised disgust in his tone.
"You useless thing, you still want me to help you finish it."
"Now, tell me, where is Lu Zui within the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains?"
"Find his location and you will be able to apologize for your incompetence."
When Fatty Qian, who was lying in the bloody water, heard these words, a glimmer of light rekindled in his small mung bean eyes that were about to go out.
Holy Maiden... Are you willing to help yourself finish?
Can you still contribute to Holy Church's mission?
He seemed to have grabbed the last straw, struggled, and took his last breath. A twisted smile appeared on his plump face.
"Being able to... serve Holy Maiden... is... an honor..."
Fatty Qian Like a flashback, the fat body that was originally limp on the ground was lifted up by half an inch.
He raised his right hand, which was stained with Pangolin grease, and pressed it tremblingly on his deflated belly with three big holes.
The five fingers exerted force and dug directly into the rolled flesh.
Gululu.
The remaining dark red light in his stomach shone brightly, rushing up his blood vessels and straight into his nose.
Fatty Qian raised his neck, twitched his collapsed nose desperately, and sniffed the air, breathing violently like a broken bellows from his chest.
After two breaths, he turned his head sharply, looking past the fallen trees and staring at the continuous snowy peaks in the northwest.
He raised his right arm, which was covered in blood, and pointed in the northeast direction with the last bit of strength in his body.
"Over there..."
"The old guy... is very weak... hiding in... a valley..."
"It's about... three days' journey from here..."
After saying the last few words, the hand Fatty Qian raised fell down feebly and fell into the muddy water, causing a splash of turbidity.
His huge body twitched twice, and there was no more movement, except for a strange, contented smile on his plump face.
It seems that it is an extremely glorious thing to give one's life for White Lotus Society.
There was a dead silence in the big pit.
Yi Yang walked out of the shadows, glanced at the dead Fatty Qian, and then at Lu Qinglan who was standing there wearing a mask.
The two looked at each other, neither of them said anything, but they could see the solemnity in each other's eyes.
Yi Yang walked up to the body of Fatty Qian, bent down, and began to search for the loot with skillful movements. While groping, he said without raising his head:
"It's not a good place to stay here for a long time. Please tidy up and we'll leave immediately."
Lu Qinglan nodded, took off the white lotus mask on his face, walked to the other side of the pit, and began to collect Paper Lotus Child's relics.
The two men moved quickly, and in just one stick of incense, they plundered all the valuable things from the two Dharma Body Realm demons.
After doing all this, Yi Yang raised his hand and shook the several corpses at the bottom of the pit together with the remains of Pangolin into the depths of the soil, and then caused falling rocks on the mountain wall to bury them.
Without a moment's delay, the two quickly left in the northeast direction indicated by Fatty Qian.
At the same time.
Thousands of miles away, on the Great Yu border, Chi River.
A giant treasure ship with a length of one hundred feet and a nine-story pavilion is moving slowly down the river in the direction of Qing Province.
The ship's hull is carved and painted, and the entire body is made of the thousand-year-old Ironwood. The sides of the ship are lined with elite guards in armor, with a formidable imposing manner.
On the top floor of the treasure ship, in a quiet room at the deepest level.
There are no windows here, the walls are hung with thick plain white gauze curtains, and the bronze incense burner in the corner is burning cool sandalwood.
On the soft couch in the center of the secret room, a tall figure wearing a plain white floor-length skirt was sitting cross-legged.
The woman has a graceful figure, and her palms exposed outside the cuffs are as white as jade, but her face is tightly covered with a pale mask.
On the surface of the mask, a cascading white lotus in full bloom is carved with extremely exquisite knife skills.
If Yi Yang were here, he would be able to recognize it at a glance. This mask is exactly the same as the one he just glimpsed in Fatty Qian Sea of Consciousness's illusion!
Suddenly, the shoulder of the woman in white on the soft couch moved slightly.
Behind the mask, two eyes as cold as cold stars slowly opened, and their brows furrowed slightly, revealing a bit of confusion.
She raised her right hand, gently pressed her long fingers on her eyebrows, and whispered to herself:
"Strange... why do I have a vague feeling that someone was spying on me from a distance just now?"
"Thousands of miles apart, could it be that my recent deduction of Divine Power was too exhausting and overthinking?"
It was quiet in the secret room, except for the dull sound of the river water lapping against the ship's deck.
The woman in white sat on the couch and meditated for a moment. The inexplicable throbbing in her heart not only did not dissipate, but instead gave rise to a faint and uncomfortable feeling of sluggishness.
When she reaches this level of cultivation, her whims are definitely not untargeted.
The woman in white put down her hand, turned her head, and gave instructions to the closed wooden door of the secret room.
"Here comes someone."
There was a soft creaking sound, and the secret room door opened a crack.
A maid, also dressed in white and with a low eyebrow, walked in quickly and knelt down on the carpet three steps away from the soft couch.
"Holy Maiden What are your orders?"
The woman in white looked at the beating fire, her voice was clear and clear, but she commanded with uncompromising majesty:
"Use the sect's secret method and immediately send a message to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains to check on the situation at Paper Lotus Child and Gray Offering Envoy."
"Ask them if they have the container for Tongueless Lotus Envoy and how the errand is going."
Having said this, the woman in white paused and said, "I always have a bad premonition in my heart."
"Yes! I'll do it now, slave!"
The maid did not dare to delay at all, kowtowed respectfully, stood up, walked backwards out of the secret room, and gently closed the door.