After a while, Murong Yunyao came back to his senses and slowly stepped into the temple.

The sun slowly rose, and the first rays of morning light entered the temple, as if gilding the statues of the gods in the temple with a golden light, and the fear of last night also dissipated.

Murong Yunyao looked into the temple by the light and found that under the statue in the center, there were many people gathered. Among them were men and women, but neither old nor young, all of them were young people.

Murong Yunyao felt very strange here, but she couldn't say what was strange. She couldn't think much anymore, looked at these people and asked, "Which of you is Ah Nian's sister?" Your sister is waiting for you in the Eight Kings' Mansion now, go back with me!" ”

These people's faces were gloomy, and they turned a deaf ear to Murong Yunyao's words. Murong Yunyao was a little impatient, and said lightly: "This girl was uneven and rescued you, not only are you not grateful to Dade, why do you still have this look?" I don't want to say it a second time, who is Ah Nian's sister, hurry up and pick up your sister in the Eight Princes' Mansion, and the others will also go back to their respective homes quickly, and they will join this kind of cult in the future! ”

"Cult?" A young woman sneered a few times, slowly stood up, walked up to Murong Yunyao and said, "Demon girl, you dare to insult the Holy Sect!" What does it have to do with us joining the Holy Religion? Not only did you kill the messenger of the Holy Religion, but you also wanted to dismiss us, you must be the embodiment of evil spirits! If you have the ability, you will kill us, we are willing to die for the Holy Religion, but trying to get us to quit the Holy Religion is wishful thinking! ”

Murong Yunyao glanced at the woman, and said angrily: "It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin who doesn't know the hearts of good people!" It's okay if you don't know how to be grateful, and you still have such an attitude towards me, or for Ah Nian's pity, I won't bother to care about you! ”

The young woman smiled disdainfully, and said angrily, "Didn't you ask who Ah Nian's sister was?" I am! My family Ah Nian is not pitiful, it is all her life, what does it have to do with you? You've only practiced martial arts for a few days, and you think you're a heroine, do you have to take care of everyone's affairs? ”

"Smack!" Murong Yunyao raised her hand and gave Sister Ah Nian a slap, turned around and walked straight towards the temple gate, and said without looking back: "I have already killed the cult people, whether you leave or stay, live or die, I Murong Yunyao is not rare!" ”

The sky is getting brighter, but it can't dispel the cold.

Murong Yunyao walked out of the City God Temple angrily and went straight towards Bianliang. Her brows were tightly locked, her face was gloomy, her feet were on the snow, and she made a "squeaking" sound from time to time, "This group of guys who don't know what to do is deserve to be deceived, and they are innocent!" ”

She lowered her head and walked forward sullenly, and Ah Nian's pitiful appearance suddenly appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help sighing, turned around and turned back to the City God Temple.

She walked very fast, and when she returned, she walked even faster, like a gust of wind, and in an instant she was already outside the City God Temple. She wanted to enter the temple and forcibly take away Ah Nian's sister, but when she heard a few low male voices coming from the temple, she hurriedly stopped, hid in the woods on the side, and listened carefully to the movement in the temple.

A majestic voice came from the temple, "Say, who is so bold as to kill the Holy Sect Messenger?" Aren't you afraid that the Lord will appear to you and sin against you? ”

Murong Yunyao said secretly, "Presumably, the cult is coming again, it seems that I have to bother this girl to do it again, and teach this group of dead blind people a good lesson!" ”

She was about to rush into the temple, but suddenly heard Sister Ah Nian's voice sound, she was extremely arrogant, but at this moment she was extremely respectful, "Lord Sacrificial Wine, the one who killed the Holy Sect envoy was a little girl who was less than twenty years old, claiming to be Murong Yunyao. ”

After listening to her words, the man seemed to think about it, and said with some doubts: "Murong Yunyao? Why have you never heard this name? Then he seemed to remember something, and there was a hint of fear in his tone, "Mo ...... Could it be that she is a descendant of Murong Yanyun, the emperor of Yan in the past? If that is the case, I am afraid of ......"

Murong Yunyao snorted softly, and said disdainfully in his heart, "Murong Yanyun is nothing, he is just a thief and a grass coward, how can he be compared to a founding father like my father Murong Yanzhao!" ”

A messenger beside the sacrificial wine said: "Lord Saijiu, according to the instructions of the great sacrificial wine, this group of believers must be brought to Tongling Gorge for worship before March. If we don't hurry up, we are afraid that we will miss the time, and if the sect leader blames him or even annoys the Holy Lord, then don't say that these believers will not be able to reach the heavenly realm in the end, but I am afraid that we will also fall into the netherworld forever! ”

"Well, you have a point!" The sacrificial wine whispered, then chanted aloud a large number of strange scriptures, and led the group of believers out of the dilapidated City God Temple, and slowly walked southwest.

Seeing this, Murong Yunyao hurriedly pulled out his long sword, and wanted to jump out of the woods to kill these cult members, but after thinking about it, "These believers have been confused by this group of gangsters, even if I kill them all at this moment, I am afraid that these ignorant believers will also go to Tongling Gorge on their own." The only way to save them now is to follow them to Tongling Gorge, destroy their lair in one fell swoop, and expose their true colors, so that these ignorant believers can be freed. She thought about it and cautiously followed the crowd all the way to the southwest.

That night, the group camped at the foot of a barren mountain.

Murong Yunyao lay behind the rocks and checked the movements of the group of people at the foot of the mountain. I saw the women setting up a cauldron beside the tent, constantly adding water and firewood, showing that they were making a fire for cooking, while the men were sitting around the sacrificial wine, listening attentively to his preaching.

This barren mountain is not high, it is not short, and sometimes there is a mountain wind whistling by, Murong Yunyao can only intermittently hear what the sacrificial wine says. At first, she didn't understand what the sacrificial wine was saying, but it took a long time to figure it out.

It turned out that this cult was called the Chaos Holy Sect, and the god it believed in was called Chaos, and he was honored as the Holy Lord. They believe that the reason why people feel pain and misfortune is only because their ears can hear, their eyes can see, and their mouths can speak, and if all three of these things are lost, people will fall into nothingness and slowly return to the realm of chaos, the place of happiness before the opening of the heavens and the earth.

The highest position in the religion is honored as the leader, is the only person who can communicate directly with the holy master, and below the leader there are three large sacrificial wines, which are wide-eyed, multi-heard, and able to speak, and there are three small sacrificial wines under the three major sacrificial wines, and the small sacrificial wines each govern more than a dozen people, and those used for preaching are called messengers, and those used to welcome believers are called messengers, and the messengers and messengers are the majority of believers.

If a believer is able to practice diligently, he or she will hopefully return to the realm of chaos once, and when he returns, he will be promoted to a messenger or a messenger. If you return to the Realm of Chaos three times, you will lose one of these functions forever and be promoted to a small sacrificial wine. If the small sacrificial wine can return to the Chaos Realm six more times, it will forever lose its two functions, and it will become the great sacrificial wine above ten thousand people under one person. If the Great Sacrificial Wine can return to the Realm of Chaos nine times, it will lose its three functions, and after the Sect Master returns to the Realm of Chaos forever, he will inherit the position of the Sect Master and command thousands of believers in the Sect.

Murong Yunyao listened to it for a long time, and only eight words appeared in his mind - a bunch of nonsense, how could it be reasonable! She couldn't figure out why this group of boys and girls of her age would believe in this kind of nonsense.

She listened to it for a while, and felt that it was really boring, and she sighed. She barely held on for a while, but finally couldn't bear the sleepiness, and lay on the rocks and fell asleep unconsciously.

In the early morning, the sky is white.

A gust of mountain wind blew on Murong Yunyao's face with coolness, and she sneezed in the mountain wind. Then he slowly opened his eyes, stretched his waist comfortably, and got up to look down the mountain.

At this time, the people under the mountain had already woken up, and they were following the sacrificial wine to do all kinds of strange movements. These believers were apparently new to the Church, and their movements were very stiff, and they often even looked hideous in pain because they could not split their legs or lower their waists, and from time to time they let out wolf cries and ghosts. They seemed to be practicing martial arts and performing some kind of strange ritual. But no matter what it is, there is only one feeling, and that is the dance of demons!

"Humph!" Murong Yunyao snorted coldly with disdain, and thought, "If you continue to practice like this, I'm afraid that if you don't reach the Tongling Gorge, you will break yourself up first!" ”

It took a long time for them to stop.

The sacrificial wine seemed to be relatively satisfied with this group of believers, and a smile appeared on his face, which was eerie and extremely ugly. It's not so much laughing as crying. The believers didn't seem to care, but Murong Yunyao almost screamed.

"Are these guys human beings or ghosts? The people in my grandfather's Nine Ghost Realm back then wouldn't all be like this? Murong Yunyao was muttering, she suddenly felt a burst of hunger in her belly, she wanted to pick some wild fruits in the mountains, but there was the strange chanting sound from yesterday below, obviously the team was leaving.

Murong Yunyao sighed helplessly, "Ah Nian, this girl must have owed you in her previous life, and she only came to suffer this sin in this life!" But then she smiled again, "But this girl has loved to explore the rivers and lakes since she was a child, and she has met all the guys who can't take the table before, and this time I finally fulfilled my dream of chivalry!" ”

The sacrificial wine didn't seem to find a girl hiding behind the rocks, and naturally he didn't know what she was thinking, and there was only one important and sacred mission in his heart, which was to smoothly bring this group of believers to Tongling Gorge to worship, and his chanting gradually stopped, and began to lead everyone to continue to walk slowly to the southwest.