In the Battle Pole Star, on the top of Qingyun Mountain, next to the wordless monument.

The long wind hunts, the sky is dusk, and the day is slanting westward.

All around, there was snow and a stirring of figures.

"Who dares to take a step forward?!"

Ren Xiaoyao held the Wind and Frost Sword, and the blade of the sword rested on the neck of the Xuanyang Daoist. The sharp blade and the flickering cold light seemed to be showing everyone: as long as the young man in front of him shook his hand slightly, the life of the Xuanyang Daoist was gone!

"Master!"

The disciples of Qingyun Mountain all looked anxious, and they were all very nervous. Seeing that their head was being put to the neck with a sword, they all wanted to rush forward immediately, but they didn't dare.

Ren Xiaoyao held the sword in one hand, and his expression was calm.

The masters of Qingyun Mountain who were surrounding were still confused and confused.

They couldn't understand that the Xuanyang Daoist was the head of Qingyun Mountain, his strength had reached the Nirvana realm, and he couldn't find an opponent in the entire Battle Pole Star, how could he be subdued by the young man in front of him?

Also, the young man in front of him looks handsome and extraordinary, not like an ordinary person. But what the hell is he coming from, and why has he never heard of such a figure in Pole Star before?

"Boy, what the hell are you, let us go!"

"Bastard, I really don't know whether to live or die, and I dare to put a sword on the neck of our master!"

"Put down your weapons and die quickly!"

The disciples of Qingyun Mountain shouted one after another, denouncing Ren Xiaoyao.

But in the face of all this, Ren Xiaoyao did not react. Although the other party shouted loudly, obviously none of them dared to take a step forward - the life of the Xuanyang Dao people was very important to Qingyun Mountain, as long as he held this bargaining chip, he could be invincible.

Swish......

Ren Xiaoyao's wrist turned slightly, and the sword blade in his hand also deflected. The cold light reflected on the blade swept over everyone present, and at the same time, it also cut the neck of the Xuanyang Daoist, and a trace of blood flowed out.

"Wait!"

"There's something to say!"

The disciples of Qingyun Mountain looked anxious, and hurriedly stopped Ren Xiaoyao from continuing to move.

"Why, don't you want my life? Ren Xiaoyao's voice was not loud, but when he spoke, the audience was silent, and everyone held their breath, for fear of missing a word from him.

Among the many masters of Qingyun Mountain, the second-ranking person in Qingyun Mountain, Xuantian Daoren, came out of the crowd, he arched his hand to Ren Xiaoyao, and said: "This young man, if you have something to say, let's talk about it well, you put away the sword first!"

"Huh. ”

Ren Xiaoyao sneered, and the sword in his hand was not withdrawn at all, but he did not continue to stab Xuanyang's neck.

Because the head of his own family was held hostage, his life was in the hands of the other party, so the Xuantian Dao people and many masters of Qingyun Mountain did not dare to make mistakes, and their attitude became much more respectful, and they no longer had the attitude of flying and domineering on weekdays.

"This young man, in Xia Xuantian, is the first elder of Qingyun Mountain, and he hasn't asked you for your identity yet?"

It was still Xuantian who came forward and negotiated with Ren Xiaoyao.

"It's just a nobody. ”

Ren Xiaoyao replied casually.

"The young man is too modest. It's a guest from afar, Shaoxia, you came from afar, I Qingyun Mountain should be a good hospitality, if there is any rudeness before, please bear more with Shaoxia. It's just that Shaoxia can release my senior brother first, and then talk about other things?"

"Hehe, I worked hard to catch him, will you let me go?"

Ren Xiaoyao pursed his lips and said.

Hearing Ren Xiaoyao say this, the surrounding Qingyun Mountain masters were in chaos again, and they shouted one after another:

"And what do you want?"

"Yes, young man, the Ming people don't say secret words, if there are any conditions, just open it!"

"You took so much effort to arrest our head and lead us all here, what is the purpose, now you can say it directly!"

After a while, everyone looked at Ren Xiaoyao. Although there was a little cover-up, Ren Xiaoyao could see the anger and eagerness in their eyes. But the more he saw this, the happier Ren Xiaoyao felt.

I think back then, when these people besieged themselves, it wasn't like this!

"I don't have any conditions, I just think it's fun. By the way, if you beg me more, maybe I will let him go as soon as I am happy. On the contrary, if you make me unhappy, maybe I will ......"

As he spoke, the sword in Ren Xiaoyao's hand pushed forward a little more, leaving a bloody mark on the neck of the Xuanyang Daoist.

"You ......"

The masters of Qingyun Mountain almost gritted their steel teeth, but when they saw the blood on the neck of the Xuanyang Daoist, they had to swallow back the cruel words that came to their mouths.

"Shaoxia is angry, please raise your noble hand, don't hurt our head again!"

"Please, young man, let us go!"

......

Several Qingyun Mountain elders spoke one after another, reluctantly begging to be free.

Seeing this scene, Xuantian's eyes glared angrily and his fists clenched.

But after forcibly controlling it for a while, he also had to soften, bowed his head and arched his hand: "I implore Shaoxia, my subordinates are merciful." ”

"Hehehe......"

Looking at Xuantian who was pleading in front of him, Ren Xiaoyao laughed twice. He remembered in his heart that not long ago, Xuantian had led a group of Qingyun Mountain masters to surround him, wanting to put himself to death.

Feng Shui takes turns, and people who were high up not long ago now have to bow their heads to themselves and admit their mistakes.

Beside Xuantian, a Qingyun Mountain elder stood up, his face gloomy but his attitude was very respectful. He first bowed his head and bowed to Ren Xiaoyao before he spoke: "Shaoxia, we have already begged you, and even our first elder has personally pleaded with you, now you can let us go, right?"

"That's a ball!"

Ren Xiaoyao grinned and smiled out of a mouthful of white teeth.

"You...... Then you say, how do you ask for it?"

"I heard that when you Qingyun Mountain worship the Dao Ancestor and ask the Dao Ancestor to manifest the spirit, you must first bathe and change your clothes, fast for three days, and then kneel three times and bow nine times to ascend to the ancestral hall, which can be regarded as a request. I am not your Taoist ancestor, so the common rites of bathing, changing clothes, fasting, etc., can be dispensed with. ”

Listening to Ren Xiaoyao's words, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then understood what he meant.

"You made us kneel down to you?"

"What kind of thing are you, we people in Qingyun Mountain only kneel to the ancestors, not outsiders!"

The masters of Qingyun Mountain shouted angrily.

Ren Xiaoyao smiled indifferently: "It doesn't matter, I didn't force you." ”

As soon as the words fell, he dragged the unconscious Xuanyang Daoist over, "swished" three swords, and drew three blood paths on his arms.

"Stop!"

"Count you ruthless, let's kneel!"

Xuantian took the lead and shouted, the roots of his teeth were about to be crushed, but he had to bend his legs and kneel.

Seeing that Xuantian, who had the highest status, knelt down, many elders and disciples behind him were stunned for a moment, and then they all sighed helplessly and shook their heads, slowly bending their legs.

"Puff, puff......"

The sound of kneeling sounded on the top of this snow-capped mountain, forming a strange scenery.

Looking at the large number of people kneeling on the ground in front of him, Ren Xiaoyao couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

In his previous life, he was not a flamboyant person, and he was never domineering or bullying. But in the forty years of life, he has been calculated and mutilated by people everywhere, and countless anger has accumulated in his heart, but he has never had the opportunity to dissipate these angers.

At this moment, seeing these guys who were high and invincible in the past, kneeling in front of them one after another, Ren Yao had a feeling of release, a refreshing feeling!

It seems that the oppression and injustice I suffered before have all returned, and the things that once made me unhappy have disappeared!

"Not bullying the good does not mean that the evil cannot be punished, and it is also a refreshing thing to bully the wicked once in a while. ”

Ren Xiaoyao was in a good mood and smiling.

However, his purpose today was not only these, the spiritual treasure of Qingyun Mountain, and the spiritual root of the Trembling Pole Star were what he wanted the most. He waved his hand and said to the crowd:

"Alright, you all get up, do one more thing, and I can consider letting him go." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Take all the spiritual products that you have hidden in Qingyun Mountain, and then all of you leave, and that's it. ”

"What? All spiritual products?!You are a lion with a big mouth!" Whether it was Xuantian or the many elders and disciples of Qingyun Mountain, they all showed shocked expressions.

Ren Xiaoyao pouted: "What, isn't this old guy's life as important as some spiritual products?"

"This ...... Well, you wait!"

Xuantian's face was pale, but after weighing it, he still decided to agree to Ren Xiaoyao's conditions. Xuanyang is the only master of the Nirvana Realm in Qingyun Mountain, if he is in charge, Qingyun Mountain is one of the seven major sects, but if there is no him, Qingyun Mountain is afraid that its status will plummet and fall out of the ranks of the seven major sects.

Xuantian flew away, and after a long while, he flew to the top of the mountain again. In his arms, he held four spatial belts, all of which were filled with spiritual products.

The four spatial belts were opened one by one, and piles of spiritual products were poured to the ground.

There were four piles of spiritual products, each of which had more than a hundred plants, and the largest pile even exceeded two hundred. Together, there are enough six or seven hundred spiritual products, which is close to the inventory of Dazhu Temple.

The aura emanates from the aura, and the smell of it makes people feel refreshed. The top of the entire snow-capped mountain, surrounded by aura and clouds, is more like a fairyland.

Seeing these six or seven hundred spiritual products, Ren Xiaoyao nodded. He knew in his heart that this was definitely not all the inventory of Qingyun Mountain - Qingyun Mountain, as the origin sect of Taoism, valued things like immortal root aura the most, so the stock of spiritual products must be the most of the seven major sects of the Battle Pole Star, and it should be much more than that of Dazhu Temple.

But he didn't bother to think about it, after all, more than six hundred spiritual products were already a big gain.

"Alright, you can go. ”

Ren Xiaoyao shook his hand and motioned for all the Qingyun Mountain disciples to retreat.

"Shaoxia, don't you want to return our master? If you take away the spiritual products, but you regret not letting us go, what will we do?"

"Do you have any other choice?"

"This ......"

The disciples of Qingyun Mountain were helpless and speechless for a while, and they could only retreat to the top of the mountain one after another.