Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 363
Heads rolled down into the crowd one by one, with distorted expressions and terrified eyes, as if they had seen an indescribable demon god.

The disciples of Xima Mountain didn't dare to do anything, they didn't even dare to move, they were afraid that if they made a slight move, they would be valued by the killer, and they would drag out the owl's head on the spot, as a warning to others.

Gong Mengbi fought from one side to the other, causing heads to roll and blood to flow like rivers.

The stone platform in front of the hall was stained red with blood, and those disciples knelt in the pool of blood, trembling all over.

Click.

When the last head fell, Gong Mengbi lamented: "These are the mainstays of my Xima Mountain. I should have asked with peace of mind, inherited the blessings of the predecessors, and opened the way for future generations, but they all went astray."

The deep regret and sorrow in his words made one's spine tingle. The person who said these words should be a respected elder who is dedicated to the sect, and should be a kind person who cares about the younger generation and teaches them earnestly.

The Ma Qingji in front of him was indeed an elder who was dedicated to the sake of the sect, but the methods he used made his limbs and bones tremble with chills.

It's not that the disciples of Xima Mountain have never seen death. Most of them have quite mature methods of killing and seizing souls.It's just that when the status was changed, when the elders of the Shimen who they thought were invincible were killed like ordinary people, when they became lambs waiting to be slaughtered, their fear was finally awakened.

Gong Mengbi raised his eyes from the elders who were decapitated, and looked at the disciples of Xima Mountain.

The disciple of Xima Mountain couldn't stand it anymore, and cried out: "Master, please forgive me! This disciple will never dare again!"

"I beg the ancestor to bypass the disciple's life!"

Gong Mengbi said: "Bring up all those who have refined the Yinhun Banner!"

"Master! Please spare me!"

One by one Xima Mountain disciples were escorted forward by ghosts, their sharp cries and howls circled in front of the hall, screams and unwillingness intertwined.

But Gong Mengbi's heart was extremely cold and hard, and he remained unmoved.

Gong Mengbi stood in front of them, and said: "Immortal character, you can't leave people. You disregard the way of cultivation, harm the heavens, kill your life, kill people and steal your soul, you should be punished!"

He killed him with sword after sword, cold blood slithered on the stone steps, all those screams and unwillingness, anger and hatred disappeared under his sword, turning into nothingness.

Seven out of ten disciples at Xima Mountain in front of the hall were prostrate, shaking like chaff.

The stone platform in front of the Ximashan Temple has been soaked in blood, and the stone cracks are bright red.

Gong Mengbi said: "Everyone raise your head and watch! Open your eyes and watch!"

These Xima Mountain disciples could only look up at the heads that rolled down. Among them were their elders and fellow brothers. How domineering and fierce they were in the past, now All became empty.

Gong Mengbi said: "If you count them one by one, you all deserve to die. It's just that I have punished the chief culprit today, and besides being stubborn, I will give you a way to survive."

"Thank you Master for your mercy!"

Gong Mengbi stood the Hundred Soul Banner in the pool of blood, and the pungent smell of blood lingered in people's hearts like a nightmare, and it would become a scene that they could never get rid of in their lifetime.

"Come forward and kneel down for me."

The disciples who were lucky enough to survive in Xima Mountain walked tremblingly under the Hundred Souls Banner, and those servants and attendants also came forward and knelt under the Hundred Souls Banner.

"I want you all to make an oath to this matter, change your mind, change your past mistakes, and stop doing evil, otherwise you will suffer the fate of taking your soul away, and you will be punished by heaven and earth!" Gong Mengbi said indifferently.

Where did these disciples dare to disobey, they made vicious oaths to Baihun Banner.

Gong Mengbi said quietly: "The oath you swear today, if you violate it in the future, it will definitely come true."

The Hundred Soul Banner exudes a scattered glow, and the coagulated blood on it seems to be alive, condensing into weird spells on the banner.

Taking the oath as an agreement, Gong Mengbi easily absorbed their aura and cast a spell.

In the future, if they don't repent, the spell will happen and they will die under oath.

These disciples bowed down at Gong Mengbi's feet and said, "I dare not."

Gong Mengbi said: "Contain their corpses, let's bury them properly."

Gong Mengbi turned around and walked into the main hall, looking at the magnificent gold and jade decorations in the main hall, he sighed softly.

A moment later, the only surviving elder from Xima Mountain also walked into the hall, saw Gong Mengbi sitting on the cloud platform and dozed off, then knelt down in front of him and said, "Master, their bodies have already been buried."

Gong Mengbi opened his eyes to look at him, and asked, "Do you know why I spared your life?"

The only living elder showed loneliness on his face, and said: "I don't know."

Gong Mengbi pointed to his own eyes, and said: "Because you are the only one who can barely be regarded as the disciple of Xima Mountain. It is rare that you are still clean and self-sufficient in Xima Mountain, and you have not been infected with murder. Do you blame me?"

The elder wept and said: "I knew they would have this day, if the ancestors don't clean up the discipline today, if they cause trouble in the future, it will only make Xima Mountain suffer the disaster."

Gong Mengbi nodded, and said, "What's your name, and what are you doing in the mountains?"

The elder said: "Disciple Qiu Yun used to manage the medicine fields on the mountain, but later the medicine fields were to be irrigated with living souls, so he went to retreat and practiced without taking care of anything."

Gong Mengbi nodded: "From now on, you will be in charge of Xima Mountain. Although I killed a group of evildoers, among the remaining disciples, there are some with good talents and fair dispositions, which can be cultivated with heart, and some Vicious and unruly, you need to control it with thunder."

Qiu Yun said: "The disciple obeys the order."

Gong Mengbi said: "Being good is like ascending, and being evil is like falling. You will have to worry about it in the future."

Qiu Yun came out of the hall, and the sunlight fell on him, which made him feel a little warm, and relieved the fear and chill from his bone marrow.

Those disciples and servants were washing the blood on the stone platform in front of the hall, but they couldn't wash it off at all.The dark red blood stains in the crevices of the stones had solidified, and no amount of water could wash them off.

The disciples and servants of Xima Mountain were all doing things, but no one was talking, as if their souls were also destroyed along with the master's poisonous hands.

Elders like Qiu Yun can't hold on to themselves, let alone those juniors, or even ordinary people who haven't even set foot in the door yet.

But after this difficulty, Xima Mountain can be regarded as separated from the past, and has not fallen deeper and deeper into the evil way.

Qiu Yun is a rare sober person, but living in Xima Mountain, the more sober he is, the more painful he is.He can neither change nor escape.

On the one hand, my classmates and teachers have nurtured and taught me, and on the other hand, I admire the righteous way and know the pros and cons.

He has no other way but to retreat and practice.

It's just that now, instead, it's like a vast expanse of snow falling, everything is clear and clear.

(End of this chapter)