Chen Qingshan was silent, both Zhao Weiyang and Zhu Demon were waiting for his decision.

After a long time, Chen Qingshan looked at Zhao Weiyang.

"You have two choices now, either die or stay in the Cult of the Chaos to be my shadow."

"Of course, in order to prevent you from betraying, I will do something on your soul."

"From now on, your life will be at the heart of my thoughts."

Chen Qingshan returned the choice to Zhao Weiyang.

Zhao Weiyang could only accept his fate and said, "Naturally, I have to live." ”

Zhao Weiyang has already paid a lot in order to live, and it is not a big problem to pay a little more freedom.

"Well said." Chen Qingshan approached Zhao Weiyang and pressed his palm on his forehead, and a touch of sword intent flowed out from the Sword Palace of Zhihai.

This sword means that the heavens and the earth are wide, except for Chen Qingshan, no one in this world can erase it.

The sword intent started from Chen Qingshan's knowledge of the sea, and through Chen Qingshan's arm, it was planted above Zhao Weiyang's soul.

"Ahh

Zhao Weiyang let out a cry of pain, and the pain came from the soul.

The soul pain is short-lived.

After that, Zhao Weiyang only felt that his soul was cold, and he had no other consciousness, even the sword intent was gone.

Zhao Weiyang understood that it was not gone, but it was dormant in the depths of his soul and could be cut down at any time.

"Survived." Zhao Weiyang only felt that the rope on his body was loosened, and he exhaled deeply.

Chen Qingshan stretched out his hand and pulled him, making Zhao Weiyang stand up, and he moved his body by himself.

It's just that his face is a little bad, after all, in order to survive, Zhao Weiyang has paid too much for himself.

All that's left is the clothes on my body.

Seeing that Zhao Weiyang's face was not very good, Chen Qingshan comforted: "Actually, Priest Zhao can't be considered a loss, after all, I will leave in a few days." And as you as a shadow in the church, we should hope that you will stand taller, and if necessary, we will provide you with some help. ”

"Can you help me become a high priest?" Zhao Weiyang asked.

As the youngest preparatory priest of the Chaos God Sect, Zhao Weiyang was praised by his disciples as the person most likely to become the eighth high priest in the sect.

It's just that Zhao Weiyang also knows that the road to becoming a high priest is not easy, for example, there are several gods in the sect who are higher in order, and they don't want Zhao Weiyang to become a high priest, so they each support some people.

And those people are not weaker than Zhao Weiyang.

Zhao Weiyang felt that if he could get some help, it would naturally be a good thing.

Chen Qingshan nodded: "Zhu Demon and I will naturally help each other." ”

Chen Qingshan had some thoughts in his heart to subvert the Chaos God Sect, and if Zhao Weiyang became the high priest, there was no doubt that it would be of great help to this matter.

And the subversion of the Cult of the Chaos and the killing of the Cult of the Chaos Gods, these two things are the same.

In this way, Chen Qingshan should be by the side of the Chaos God Pope and put down a son, Zhao Weiyang is a good candidate.

Zhao Weiyang's face was a little better, and he said to Chen Qingshan: "In this way, then we can be regarded as people on the same front." ”

"Sure enough."

Chen Qingshan nodded.

Zhao Weiyang rubbed his hands: "Can you return the storage ring to me?" ”

Chen Qingshan smiled: "What do you think?" ”

Zhao Weiyang's face froze, and then he turned his face to Zhu You, smiling.

"Brother Zhu Demon...... Can you give me back the stump of the old god? ”

Zhu Demon also smiled: "What does Priest Zhao think?" ”

In this world, there is no reason to return what you have in your hand.

……

……

Chen Qingshan raised a fire and burned all the bones on the cliff.

The wind on this cliff is very strong, so the fire that is kindled here is also very strong.

The fire was so great that the bones were quickly reduced to ashes.

Together, the three of them spilled all the ashes under the cliff.

Compared with Chen Qingshan and Zhao Weiyang burying their heads in work, Zhu Demon muttered words like "dust to dust, soil to earth" while sprinkling.

It's kind of a particular person.

"So, what's your real name? Where did it come from? Zhao Weiyang looked at Chen Qingshan curiously.

From beginning to end, Zhao Weiyang didn't know Chen Qingshan's name, nor did he know what his purpose was in this mountain.

However, from the previous conversation between Zhao Weiyang and Chen Qingshan when he begged for mercy, this Chen Qingshan's arrival should have something to do with the ancient god of Suying.

"My name is Chen Qingshan, and I'm from Chang'an."

Zhao Weiyang asked about his real name, which was not a big deal, so Chen Qingshan told him directly.

As for what he was doing here, Chen Qingshan didn't want to say more about it.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Weiyang heard of Chen Qingshan's name, and was even more surprised: "You are the youngest Hou Ye of the Tang Dynasty?" ”

"Oh? You know me. Chen Qingshan was slightly surprised, but it was normal for Zhao Weiyang to know his identity with his status in the Chaos God Sect.

"Naturally."

Zhao Weiyang nodded, but there was joy in his heart.

He thought about the true identity of many Chen Qingshan, the personal disciple of a certain great sect, or the son of a certain great family.

But he never thought that the person in front of him was actually the youngest marquis in the Tang Dynasty, and this identity was no less than those princes and princesses in those palaces.

It can be said that he has stood at the top of the powerful, and with the support of such a person, he will sit on the position of high priest, and it is just around the corner.

Thinking like this, Zhao Weiyang's depression brought about by successive defeats dissipated a lot.

Chen Qingshan didn't know what Zhao Weiyang was thinking, but if he knew, he wouldn't care very much.

"In this way, we are still destined, you are the youngest priest, and I am the youngest marquis." Chen Qingshan said jokingly.

"yes, yes." Zhao Weiyang said.

The Chaos God Sect is not as good as the Tang Dynasty, and the priests are not as good as the Hou Ye, so the youngest priest is naturally not as good as the youngest Hou Ye.

Zhao Weiyang's loss to Chen Qingshan doesn't seem to be a very embarrassing thing.

Thinking about it this way, the depression in Zhao Weiyang's heart is gone, and even the work in his hands is much faster.

After sprinkling the ashes, the three of them said goodbye to each other.

In the end, Zhao Weiyang asked Chen Qingshan a question: "So, the death of the ancient god Thousand Eyes should have something to do with you, Master Hou, right?" ”

"I don't know how he died, probably because of some terrible cause and effect that moved me." Chen Qingshan did not directly say that the heaven and the earth are wide, but replaced it with great cause and effect.

"Sure enough, it's Master Hou." Zhao Weiyang sighed.

He went out to the Sacred Mountain in order to find the person who caused the death of the ancient god Thousand Eyes.

Now the murderer is in front of him, and he has confessed to having something to do with it.

Zhao Weiyang couldn't catch him, and even bothered to help him cover up.

There is something about the creation of people.

"What does Priest Zhao plan to do?" Chen Qingshan asked.

"What else can I do, I'll just arrest some suspicious people and go back to hand them over." Fortunately, Zhao Weiyang had already prepared a back road for himself at the beginning.

"I'm tired. In this way, we will see inside the sacred mountain. Chen Qingshan bowed to Zhao Weiyang.

"Okay, see you in the Chaos Sacred Mountain." Zhao Weiyang replied.

Then he left with Zhu You.

Chen Qingshan stood in place, watching them.

As soon as the wind blew, the clouds came up and covered Chen Qingshan's figure.

No one knew that there had been a battle on this cliff in which many people died.

It's like the Chaos Cult doesn't bother to investigate the deaths of some ordinary disciples.