Su Yan has always been by Murong Lan's side, and the two have returned to their former sweetness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAfter treating Su Wu, there are still about twenty days before the sacrifice to the gods, which depends on the date of the sacrifice of the city lord's mansion. It was rare that there was nothing to do, so Murong Lan stayed in the tea room to accompany Su Yan Ling'er, and there was some dry wood and fire warmth here.

In the past 20 days, Murong Lan's biggest gain is that through the exercise of the ring, the meridians are not only a lot tougher, but also widened more than doubled, and finally Murong Lan is completely adapted to the aura that suddenly entered the body, but for this achievement Murong Lan also suffered a lot, this pain is no less than re-cultivation with thunder, the pain of widening the meridians is from every inch of the meridians inside the body, several times Murong Lan was in pain and the muscles of the whole body were tense, and vomited all over the ground. Thanks to Su Yan's meticulous care by her side, she kept massaging her to relieve the pain, and even the first few times, looking at Murong Lan's miserable appearance, Su Yan shed tears in distress.

These days, on the one hand, the Murong family arranged craftsmen to build the altar, and on the other hand, they had a secret conversation with the Su family: after the Wang family returned to Qingyang City, they pushed out the Wang Meng family to carry the black cauldron, saying that they were tempted by the blood gate to do those things that anger and resentment, and took off their responsibilities. But this matter Murong family and the Su family knew in their hearts that this was just a one-sided statement of the Wang family, the key was that there was no evidence, and the two families also went to check it afterwards, except for the only scorched traces on the ground where they had fought, and no other traces were found, and they didn't know how Murong Lan did it. Helplessly, the two families could only pay close attention to the Wang family's every move, and sent eyeliner to pay attention to the movements of the blood gate, Murong Lan beat the blood plum into a stick, and the blood gate would not give up.

Wang's house, secret room.

"Hmph, what's going on with your Zhan family?" Prince Qiao shouted angrily.

"It's nothing," Zhan Lili got up and said, "I'm here to pay back your spirit jade this time." After speaking, a Qiankun bag was thrown to Wang Ziqiao, "We don't have to do anything." After speaking, a mist appeared on her body, and then Zhan Lili dissipated with the mist.

"Hmph! Wang Ziqiao was angry, but he didn't dare to turn his face with the Zhan family right now.

"Prince Joe, this is your plan?" a red-haired man questioned.

"Blood Sect Master, isn't your Blood Plum also a waste, it was so simply abolished by Murong Lan. Prince Qiao said coldly, his words full of contempt.

"That's not because your intelligence is wrong, that Murong Lan's fire attribute is not only powerful but also so special. The head of the Blood Gate slapped the table angrily and shot back at Wang Ziqiao, "This time in the matter of Blood Mei, your Wang family can't escape responsibility." ”

"Blood Gate Lord, what responsibility do you want my Wang family to pay?" an old voice came from the shadows.

"Ah, no, Patriarch Wang, I didn't mean that. When the Lord of the Blood Gate heard that voice, his arrogance was immediately extinguished.

"Hmph!" the old voice snorted, and continued, "Cultivate for a while, and think about it in the long run." ”

After listening to the decision of the old man's voice, Wang Ziqiao and the others didn't dare to say anything, and after glaring at each other a few times, they left the secret room one after another.

The sacrifice to the gods was successfully held after the date was determined, and this time, the Murong family built one of the most luxurious altars ever.

When the first red light from the east shone on the Sanshen Mountain, the people of the various families in Qingyang City had already gathered under the altar on the top of the Sanshen Mountain. From a distance, everyone saw a person standing on the altar, who was wearing a golden crown with a dragon's head, wearing a golden crown with dragon scales, and a golden silk on his feet, holding a dazzling giant sword, and a black horse in his crotch.

"Is that Lan'er?" Murong Ying, who was standing at the front of the crowd, was a little dazzled by the sun.

"It's him. Murong Xiong squinted and saw that it was Murong Lan in front of him.

"How did he wear the armament?" Murong Zhan and the others, who followed up, were a little at a loss for a while when they heard that it was Murong Lan who was wearing armor in front of them. And the surrounding area gradually sounded the sound of discussion, "Who is this?"

"The fifth son of the Murong family - Murong Lan. ”

"That killing god!"

"No wonder you dare to wear armor to worship the gods. ”

"You know a fart, it's disrespectful to God to dress like this. ”

"Dare to be disrespectful to the gods......" There were more and more discussions, and the Su family also came over, all of them looked embarrassed, Su Yan rode Xiaoyu out of the crowd and came to Murong Lan, "Lan, why are you dressed like this!?"

"Hehe, Yan'er, do you remember when I told you about God?" Murong Lan leaned over and said in Su Yan's ear.

"Blue, stop making trouble, go change your clothes. Su Yan said anxiously.

"What are you afraid of, isn't this very grand?" Murong Lan straightened up and said, "This dress was made at a great cost. ”

"Blue!" Su Yan remembered with tears in her eyes.

"Murong Lan! Lan'er!" Murong Ying and Wang Ziqiao shouted at the same time, and then the two old men glanced at each other, Murong Ying no longer cared about each other, and quickly came to Murong Lan's side, looking at this grandson who made him proud, "What are you going to do?"

"Grandpa, this is my respect for God, that's why I dress so proudly. "It's loud and the crowd in front can hear it.

"Shut up, you get back to me before you get to the altar. Murong Ying shouted in a low voice.

"Why?" Murong Lan was still unmoved, which made Murong Ying anxious. In the end, Murong Ying's heart was horizontal, and he raised a palm and slapped it towards Murong Lan, although Murong Lan did not fall behind the second layer of the enemy Lingshi, but in the face of Murong Ying of the fourth layer of the Lingshi, he still had no power to fight back. Seeing that the heavens and the earth seemed to change color, Murong Lan felt the pressure coming from all around, and it was difficult to move for an instant, and then Murong Ying's heavy palm was slapped. First of all, the sitting black Lin horse couldn't stand the pressure of his palm and was killed first, and then Murong Lan was also slapped away and fell towards the mountain.

"Blue!!!" Su Yan shouted, driving Xiaoyu down the mountain.

"Big brother, father!" Murong Xiong and Murong Zhan exclaimed.

"This is punishment, I used to spoil him too much. After speaking, Murong Ying led everyone to continue to the altar. And the people of the other families stopped talking when they saw that the Murong family patriarch was so simple.

The worship of the gods is very smooth, and the mountain gods who take the place of the gods will incarnate into many doppelgangers when they are sacrificed by the people, and they are distributed in various areas. Inhabiting this land is the dragon god and the god of the mountain, and the method of sacrifice is to use a rooster, five kinds of grain and rice, and the most important thing is to bury the rooster in the ground after the sacrifice.

At noon, the sacrifice reaches its climax, and each family begins to bury the roosters they bring into the ground. Bury the rooster, and the sacrifice will come to an end.

In the evening, the various families returned to the outside of Qingyang City one after another, and at this time, Prince Qiao walked to Li Rong's side, "City Lord, this Murong Lan despises the gods and should be punished heavily!"

"Patriarch Wang, don't you count, then Murong Lan didn't enter the altar either, besides, young man, he is always a little whimsical, and he is also for grandeur. After speaking, Li Rong quickly left Wang Ziqiao.

"......" Wang Ziqiao was blocked by Li Rong and couldn't say a word, but he scolded angrily in his heart: "You old fox, I used to stand on my side when I gave you filial piety, but now they stand there when they give you more, phew!"

The people of Qingyang City all returned to their homes before nightfall, and Murong Ying returned to Murong Mansion and went straight to Murong Lan's small courtyard. "Bang!" Murong Ying kicked the courtyard door away, and when she heard the sound, Murong Lan walked out of the room and said with a smile: "Grandpa, are you still going to beat me?"

"You can still laugh!" Murong Ying stepped forward and pressed Murong Lan to the ground with a slap, and at this time, Su Yan, who had just come out of the house, saw this scene and hurriedly ran over, "Grandpa Murong, who are you?"

"Yan'er, you hurry home. Murong Ying said coldly. And Murong Lan was already pressed to the point that it was difficult to breathe at this time, let alone talk to Su Yan.

"Grandpa Murong, you better let go of ...... first"

"Go home!" Murong Ying's voice became even colder.

Su Yan was startled by this cold voice, her eyes were slightly red, but she still stood in place and didn't move.

Murong Lan gritted her teeth and spit out a few words, "Yan'er, you ~go back first~go~"

Su Yan saw Murong Lan who was so powerless, tears fell in her eyes, she nodded and turned around and walked out of the small courtyard.

When Su Yan walked away, Murong Ying let go of his hand a little and said angrily, "Do you know how much trouble you caused today?"

"What trouble did I get into? Isn't it just to sacrifice to a mountain god?" Murong Lan roared loudly.

"You bastard!" This "bastard" surprised Murong Lan too, but grandpa had never scolded himself. "Your actions today will not only bring trouble to yourself, but also push the Murong family into the abyss!"

"As for it?" Murong Lan asked rhetorically.

"As for it?" Murong Ying let go of Murong Lan, sat on a stone bench next to him, and calmed down, "Lan'er, what do you think of our Murong family?"

"Why do you ask? Our family is very strong in this area, even the blood gate that has been inherited for hundreds of years is not as good as our family. Murong Lan was a little complacent.

"Alas, Lan'er, you are still too young, you don't understand how powerful God is, and you don't see how weak our Murong family is. Murong Ying's voice was a little low.

"Huh?"

"Our Murong family is weak and pitiful, you haven't been to the national capital, and we are not even as good as a third-rate family in the national capital. Murong Ying sighed and said, "The lords of the country are generally at the Spirit Emperor level, do you know? We are like ants. ”

"Grandpa, how do you know?" Murong Lan asked with his suspicions.

"When I was a child, I followed my second grandfather to the capital of our Yuanzhao Kingdom, but my second grandfather just glanced at the Spirit King, and was killed by someone raising his hand. As she spoke, Murong Ying slowly lowered her head, as if she had aged a lot in an instant.

"Grandpa. Murong Lan didn't know how to comfort his grandfather.

"Alas, when I was in my forties, I once went to Tailuo City, which was much larger than our Qingyang City, and the gold coins used by the family there all had their own family emblems on them. Murong Ying raised her head and squinted at Murong Lan, "We thought that we could get more profits by going to this big city, but who would have thought that they would detain our goods by relying on their own strength, and in the end, they gave forty percent of the money." Murong Ying took out a gold coin from his arms, with a pattern on it, "This is the gold coin of the family, that night, our group returned to the post station, ready to see if we could buy some things to bring back the next day, just when we were bargaining with others, I heard that the family of this gold coin was wiped out overnight, why? Because there is a person in their family who is disrespectful to God, don't ask how it is disrespectful." Murong Ying looked at Murong Lan with an expression of wanting to ask a question and said, "As a result, he was destroyed by the gods overnight." ”

"Then why haven't we heard of a god who killed a family?"

"That's because we're too remote and dispensable, and even Li Rong was relegated to this. Murong Ying answered for Murong Lan.

"In this way, no one in our generation has advanced to the level of spirit master?" Murong Lan then asked.