The third day of the construction of the spiritual lantern.

It was put on the table!

Qiang Hongsha controlled the flesh puppet and sat on the stone seat, looking angrily at his disciples below.

The situation of the Blood God Sect that lost the Shennong Sect was much worse than Qiang Hongsha expected.

The most obvious manifestation is the lack of food supply.

Cultivators eat like Schrödinger's cat, and if there is enough aura, many cultivators can survive without eating a grain of rice for a hundred years.

However, in some special cases, cultivators will enter a state of overeating... One person is enough to eat hundreds of ordinary people.

The disciples of the Blood God Sect were vaguely entering this sign of gluttony.

In the past, the food provided by Shennong Sect was a food called Manguo fruit, which tasted average and was only the size of a strawberry, but eating one could fill the whole day's meal.

The disciples of the Blood God Sect lived by eating a full belly fruit, but once their inner demon condition worsened and they could not control their aura, just a full stomach fruit entering their belly would be quickly converted into cultivation, not the energy required by the body.

This leads to the fact that the more serious the demons are, the more the disciple eats.

And when Qiang Hongsha felt that the evil thing like the demon incense was floating in his sect, it was too late.

The person who introduced the incense was probably also a great power, and could sneak into her own sect and spread the magic incense without her noticing.

As a result, her disciples' state of mind, which had been stabilized by the video games they had brought from all night away, began to be unbalanced again.

One of the worst disciples has gradually entered a state of madness.

"Little junior sister! Sit down and breathe to stabilize your Dao heart! ”

"Get out of here!"

In the main hall of the sect, a disciple named Qiang Xueqin waved his hand and directly knocked a senior brother who came forward to persuade her to the ground.

The skin on her left arm and left cheek began to crack, spilling scarlet blood from them.

The blood began to clot rapidly, enveloping her cheeks like living hyphae.

One of the symptoms of the Blood God Sect's blood refining secret method after going mad.

In ancient times, Qiang Hongsha saw several disciples who did not listen to the teachings of the sect and killed innocent people indiscriminately, and finally were devoured by their own blood and became demons who only knew how to devour people's flesh and blood.

The symptoms of this female disciple were only preliminary in ancient times, but now they are very serious symptoms!

Qiang Xueqin couldn't control her killing intent and threw herself directly towards the senior brother who fell to the ground.

As soon as the fingertips of the flesh puppet of the sect leader Qiang Hongsha hooked, several scarlet silk threads blocked in front of Qiang Xueqin, and there were several charms used to suppress demons on the silk threads.

The spell repelled Qiang Xueqin, and several silk threads encircled her, trapping her in a tiny space.

In ancient times, demons also lasted for more than a few hours, and the most common were spirits that were cultivated into essence by birds and beasts, and the demons that the Terran monks turned into after going mad were called demons.

These demons are often a hundred times more dangerous than the spirits.

"Master... Before the disciple had... Before you do something stupid, please... Death! ”

None of the disciples of the Blood God Sect were cowardly, even if this little junior sister was the same, she couldn't control the killing thoughts in her heart, knowing that once it broke out, it would be her fellow brothers who would suffer!

So much so that when the mycelium-like blood around her cheeks became more and more, she even planned to end herself.

"It's not so easy to die, live, endure for another twelve days." Qiang Hongsha instantly restrained the other party's arm with bloodshot, "Qiang Ren locked her in the retreat room!" ”

"The disciple obeys."

Qiang Ren smelled the smell of blood in the air, and also forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and led the junior sister who was constantly struggling to the dungeon.

When the main hall was quiet, the remaining disciples in the Blood God Sect had solemn expressions, and they had been more or less affected by the Demon Incense.

Human emotions are a contagious thing, and the same is true of demons.

"The rest of the people, whose names I read, also went into the retreat... I hope to see you all alive in twelve days. ”

Qiang Hongsha is not very good at expressing feelings to her disciples, even if she does... In this case, she also has to maintain the majesty of a suzerain.

Otherwise, the order within the sect will collapse in an instant, and now all Qiang Hongsha can do is to let his disciples retreat, so that they can carry their demons as much as possible!

Now that they can't rely on video games to alleviate the symptoms of their demons, continuing to bring them together will only make their mutual influence worse.

So Qiang Hongsha began to name those disciples who had begun to show signs of going mad, a total of thirty-four.

"Yes."

"Follow the instructions of the Sect Master."

"Sect Master, in twelve days... Will he come back? ”

One of the youngest female disciples asked... If all the disciples of the sect are very concerned.

"I'll come back, with the sun, blueprints, and food, so none of you are allowed to break yourself off before this, even if the demons are serious, those who break off themselves are not qualified to have a seat on the tablet of my sect."

Qiang Hongsha reminded the disciples again, because in the thousands of years after the Great Tribulation, there were originally thousands of inner disciples of the Blood God Sect, but now there are less than a hundred left.

Most of those disciples who passed away could not bear the pressure and chose to commit suicide.

The disciples should be... Qiang Hongsha also controlled her own flesh and blood puppets, watching the disciples enter the retreat room one by one.

In the back mountain of the Blood God Sect, there is a retreat room for inner disciples built by a special person, once the stone door of the retreat room is closed, it is not opened by outsiders, and the people inside will never be able to open it.

Retreat is the best option for monks to maintain their lives during the Great Tribulation, that is, to go into a deep sleep to reduce the wear and tear of the body and longevity.

Twelve days was not a problem for the disciples of the Blood God Sect in the past, and it was easy for even the weakest disciple to retreat for a year.

But now they have to defend themselves against their demons in the process of retreat.

Qiang Hongsha watched from the perspective of a flesh puppet as the disciples who had been named by him walked into the retreat room one by one.

The expressions on the faces of those disciples who were affected by the demons were more uneasy than angry.

The rest of the disciples who were in a fairly normal state of mind handed over all the snacks they had not eaten before entering the retreat room.

But even so, the thirty-four disciples could only get a bag of pork shop and a small portion of pickled pepper and phoenix feet each.

"Xueqin, hold on, we don't need to save these snacks for twelve days."

Qiang Ren was regarded as Qiang Xueqin's righteous brother, and before he locked his righteous sister who was tortured by the demons in the retreat room, he stuffed a meditation fruit that was given to him by the previous disciple of Shennong Sect into the other party's hand.

"Brother... You are also under the influence of the magic incense..."

Qiang Xueqin couldn't even speak clearly now, and almost bit Qiang Ren's shoulder.

Qiang Hongsha, who was watching from the side, directly waved his hand and threw it into the self-isolation room, and then closed the heavy stone door of the self-isolation room with a wave of his hand!

There was a heavy crashing sound behind the stone gate the moment it closed, which made the disciples of the Blood God Sect who could still hold on outside look at each other uneasily.

"Master, can Xueqin really hold on for twelve days?" Qiang Ren asked his master with some uncertainty.

"I don't know, the others are going to retreat as soon as possible before the demons occupy your body!"

Qiang Hongsha's voice still sounded cold, but there was a slight tremor in it.

She really didn't know how many of her disciples would survive after twelve days.

At this moment, Qiang Hongsha had a deep sense of powerlessness, in the past, she turned her hands for clouds and rain in Jiuyou, and no one in the world dared to speak loudly in front of her.

But now, he can't even protect one of his youngest disciples.

Zongling Seven Non-Heavenly Palace, this hatred... I made a note of it!

When this killing intent rose in Qiang Hongsha's heart, a spy from the Blood God Sect quickly came to the retreat room in the back mountain.

"Sect Master! The envoy from the Seven Non-Heavenly Palaces of Zongling was waiting at the foot of the mountain, saying that he wanted to see you. The spy said.

"They still dare to show their heads to see me?!" A terrifying aura erupted from the flesh and blood puppet of Qiang Hongsha, "It just so happens that this killing intent has nowhere to vent!" Qiangren, Qiangping, Qiangzhao... Come with me! ”

Qiang Hongsha named several proud disciples who were not deeply affected by the demons, and walked quickly towards the outside of the sect.