Jing and Wei were satisfied to see that the female cultivator who was sent there was no arrogance when she first saw him, she lowered her head, and she didn't even dare to look at him, she was more docile than the mortal daughter you could see on the market, he had already occupied her and gained her heart, this was undoubted.

"You know how powerful I am!" As a child of the Jing family, he has practiced the Jing family's family exercises since he was a child, and he has never heard of the martial arts of men and women secretly circulated among the juniors—why bother to study it? Anyway, the family did not allow them to be polygamous, and the objects they chose for them were all the daughters of the tiresome big clans, which really did not arouse people's interest in this area, on the contrary, the nuns sent by the merchants of the Hundred Eyes Country gave him a taste of the happiness of the conqueror, and he unconsciously stretched out his hand to the thin book sent with the nuns.

It's just a technique of inhalation and guidance used by some mortals, and it doesn't hurt to practice it.

He opened the book, the text on it was crude, and the images were crude, but if the woman in the picture was replaced by the nun in front of him...... She must not know what will happen to her, and it is happy to think about what kind of weak voice and useless struggle this woman who has resigned herself to her fate and will not resist when she is forced to do so.

The nun still hung her head, as if she finally realized that the pervert in front of her was her master.

And if this master suddenly changed his mind and held her face, the instructions given to her by the Death Worship Sect monks would also cause her eyes to close in time, leaving only her long eyelashes fluttering gently, matching with the blush on her face, giving the other party the illusion of "she" shyness. Based on their experience, this is enough to fool the children of the Immortal Family who have been bought by them, and the more cautious and cautious people will not accept this poisonous gift from the beginning, and there will be no way to see through their tricks.

After the last desperate fight, this girl from the fairy family still retained the cold determination in her eyes, and even the determination to worship the Death Sect could not be changed, but so what?

The monks of the Death Cult killed her father, mother, brother, and sister in front of her, and finally killed her herself, then eviscerated her, filled her with the seven charms and spices of the Death Worship, and finally, the practice evoked her and brought her to the Kingdom of Yunwu as one of the gifts to the Jing family.

Yes, one of them.

Together with this female cultivator, there are not only books disguised as battle atlases, but also a clean mansion located at the foot of the Troubled Cloud Mountain, the house is not big, with red walls and green tiles, and it looks small and chic under the shade of the mountain peaks and trees, and there are halls and gardens, carriages and horses, furniture, silk and wine, all available, and there are three or five mortal servants, which can be called the ideal Tibetan Jiao Courtyard in the hearts of ordinary people.

However, when he was in the courtyard with his new concubine, he never dreamed of what kind of plans were being made by the monks of the Death Cult deep underground under his bed.

They had a full view of his intimacy with the nuns, and even the most contemptuous smile was missing—how stupid were these monks who did not believe in the Death Cult and thought that their own exercises could lead to immortal enlightenment and attain enlightenment from mortals!

They have seen thousands of immortal mountains overturned by them, barren wilderness like a howling wind, they have seen countless monks fall like rain of fire in front of them, and they have even seen the spiritual methods that have been passed down for thousands of years in front of them, which are more important than their lives, burned like fallen leaves in front of them!

Occasionally a few pages were blown away by the wind, and they didn't bother to pick them up and throw them back into the fire, so that others could pick them up, and how they would pick them up? No matter how they cultivated, how they lived for four or five thousand years, and how they multiplied the descendants of monks who were more than the sands of the sea, the lives of them and their descendants could only be eternal corpse gods.

Only death is eternal.

It watched over them forever in the void, longer than all the monks, longer than all the gods, longer than all the beings in this world.

It alone is worthy of worship.

The world is destined to be it.

The monks no longer looked at Jing and Wei's movements, they reached out and summoned another female cultivator, her fairy bone was even better than the one they had just given out, this was a "gift" they had prepared for Jing and Wei's elders. When Jing and Wei were caught in the net, he would naturally take this "gift" of theirs to find the right person, an elder who was close to heaven and familiar with the arrangements of the Jing family and other good immortal families, but was desolate and eager to find the descendants of the immortal bones. It is best for the Jing family to have such an old fool who is bent on seeking children, if not, there will always be other families.

They even have prepared the old foolish "son" they chose for the future, a baby who was just seven days old, because he has been made into a living corpse, so he will not continue to grow up, whether it is ten months or twelve months later, he can perfectly play the task of "the newborn son of the master", he is the nephew of the female cultivator they have prepared, so he can mix in the face as much as possible, and he is not afraid to meet the cheap father.

Once he showed his face in front of the "master", they also had all the spells that could make his body grow bigger, gain weight, and look like he was growing like an ordinary baby every day, those secret methods were all that even true immortals might not be willing to leave a memory, but for the monks of the Death Cult, it was very common.

Now, they are going to add a little bit of blush and flesh to the nun, the latter is used to fool the recipient, and the former is to increase the self-confidence of those who are eager to use the "nuns who will not resist".

An iron cage was pulled by the dead people in front of the monks, and in the iron cage was a living man, who was taken prisoner because he was afraid of death, and then he learned under the monks of the Death Worship Sect how worthy death was! The Death Worship monk made a gesture, and a hundred dead locusts crawled on his body together, sucking out the only remaining hot blood from his body, and then crawled to the ankles of the nun corpse one by one, pouring the blood of the same family as the corpse into her already cold veins.

The monks of the Death Cult would neither give him food nor drink—they had a lot of experience with how long an ordinary monk could survive in such a situation, and they would first take his blood, and then let his teeth, hair, muscles, and bones be used for their own purposes, and then they would take one of his leg bones today, and knock out two of his teeth tomorrow, and after they had done all this, the monk would still be alive— Every step of their way is teaching these monks that death is precious.

Today, it is the corpses and captives of the monks of the Hundred Eyes Kingdom who capture the Yunwu Kingdom for them, and tomorrow, it is the monks and corpses of the Yunwu Kingdom who capture the Red Dragon Kingdom for them.

Who said that the cult of death wasted the living and the dead at will?

They obviously don't waste anything, today, they get a human heart with a corpse, and tomorrow, this human heart and corpse will let them get more corpses, more human hearts.