Ye Wuying frowned slightly and said in a strange voice: "The marrow-eating beast has already found out. There is nothing abnormal in the water prison. Could it be that we are suspicious of a dark ghost?"

Even though he had a lot of doubts in his heart, the Marrow-eating Beast had been promoted to the sixth-level spiritual beast, and his perception ability was naturally extraordinary. Even if the Jindan True Lord concealed his breath and hid it, he might not have been able to deceive his spiritual sense.

Immediately suppressed my thoughts and ordered in a deep voice: "Master of the Stone Hall, immediately open the water prison and rescue the Qingzhou Taoist fellow imprisoned inside."

Shi Zhenfeng said in a deep voice, he walked in front of the stone wall to find the gate of the mechanism, opened the mechanism with a creaking squeak, and the holes in the water discharge hole began to slowly come out of water. After about half a stick of incense, the waist-deep sewage in the water prison was completely drained, leaving only a thick and thick dirt.

After the cold pool water leaked, there were five or six hundred thick stone pillars of water buckets in the water prison, with a foundation-building real person tied to it, but they were all listless, their eyes were tightly closed, and their bodies were swollen with water soaked in the water. All of them were bloody and bloody. Some were severely exposed white bones, almost without vitality.

Even Ye Wuying, who was indifferent by nature, was a little miserable. He looked around for a moment and said in a deep voice: "More than half of these fellow Taoists are in sect-style clothing, and they seem to be disciples of the Qingzhou Merit Sect. For some reason, they were imprisoned here by the Ten Thousand Beast Valley. They have been eroded by the Yin Qi for a long time, and their spiritual consciousness has long been addicted to it. If you know anyone among the disciples, come forward to wake up and ask questions and tell us the good intentions of this sect."

As soon as his voice fell, among the registered disciples, a great man came out with his head held high, stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "Disciple Poshan Zhenren was originally a true disciple of the Qingzhou Merit Sect, but he was heroic and unruly and did not want to practice the Merit Sect's Merit Sect. He was driven away by the leader and became a casual cultivator. However, he had not had a wide connection with others in the Merit Sect, but there were not many Foundation Building True People who did not know."

In the world of cultivation, it is extremely embarrassing to be driven out of the door. If others were afraid that they would have buried deep in their belly as scars, but Poshan Zhenren is generous and unruly, and has always been outspoken. Although the days at Wuji Sect were short, Ye Wuying already understood something and nodded silently and allowed him to come to the front to pass the message.

The true man Poshan immediately held his fists and took the order, leaping into the water prison. He looked at the bodies with bone-shaped bones, but his face was a little dull. After looking around, he fell on an old woman with white hair with doves and white hair. He respectfully stepped forward to salute, pulled off the black iron chain wrapped around the stone pillar, reached out and put his palm on her head, and used the only magic power in her dantian to heal her wounds.

The white-haired old woman's face gradually turned red, and she seemed to be a little awake. She opened her hazy eyes slightly and coughed lightly, "Junior Brother Poshan, I didn't expect that you were also caught in the water prison by Wanbeast Valley. Although life cannot serve the Merit Sect, you have fellow disciples accompanying you in your life. It's not in vain for your life."

The true man Poshan shook his head slightly and said respectfully: "Senior Sister Sanhua, although Poshan has left the sect, he has realized the kindness of his senior sister and his fellow disciples. This time he can go to Wanmo Ridge, so he wants to save his senior sister and Qingzhou colleagues to leave here."

"What?" The white-haired old woman woke up immediately and frowned and said, "Impossible. The strength of Wanbeast Valley is extremely strong. This sect is absolutely no match. Not only did the True Lord of Merit fall on the spot, but half of the disciples of the entire sect were captured alive. Brother Poshan, you have been expelled from the sect. You are already an unrestrained casual cultivator. Why do you need to fall into the trap?"

The true man of Poshan sighed indifferently and said with emotion: "In two or three years, things in the world are impermanent. Poshan is no longer a sanxian in Qingzhou, but a registered disciple of the Wuji Sect in Yunzhou."

"Wuji Sect? What kind of sect is this?" The white-haired old woman looked disbelieving and shook her head immediately and said, "After my junior brother left the Merit Sect, the heads of the Xuanyun Sect, Lihuo Sect, Tianyuan Sect and other sects in Qingzhou all visited me and invited me to talk to the elders for the guests of the sect, but they were all turned away. What kind of sect is Wuji Sect? He actually wanted to become a registered disciple?"

The Master Poshan suddenly laughed a few times and said loudly: "So that the Baihai Senior Sister knows that Qingzhou Xuanyun Sect, Lihuo Sect, Tianyuan Sect and others no longer exist. Half of the sects in Qingzhou have surrendered to the Wuji Sect and become registered disciples of the sects. The Master Xuanyun, Lihuo Sect and Tianyuan Sect are all senior brothers of Poshan."

"What?" The white-haired old woman suddenly opened her eyes wide, and a sharp light burst out from her, and an incredible look appeared on her face. It was only then that she realized that dozens of foundation-building monks were standing solemnly in the direction of the water prison, and there were her familiar faces among them, all of which were famous foundation-building monks of the Qingzhou sects.

"The Guxing Zhenren, the Duan Yue Zhenren, the Zhan Jiang Zhenren, the Haoyun Zhenren..."

The white-haired old woman pointed at them with trembling fingers, and said in shock: "In this way, Qingzhou's storm has changed, and the Tianri has changed. Xuanyun Sect, Lihuo Sect, Tianyuan Sect and other Qingzhou Foundation Establishment Sects have disappeared, and all the cultivators have surrendered to the Wuji Sect."

As if it was confirming his conjecture, the foundation-building monks she came to fingers all nodded silently. The Guxing Zhenren took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Sanhua Zhenren, Qingzhou is full of external troubles and internal troubles, monsters are rampant outside and evil cultivators are rampant outside, and there are monarchs in the room of Wei Guo. The people's lives are full of fire and heat. They can be said to be chaotic, riddled with holes, and full of evil spirits."

At this moment, his voice paused slightly and continued, "But after the Wuji Sect of Yunzhou arrived in Qingzhou, it was his mission to eliminate demons and demons, exorcise evil spirits and maintain righteousness, and save the people of Qingzhou. First, it would drive away monsters and rebuild Daxing City, then kill the six beasts of Wanbeast Valley, uproot the evil cultivators, and the people could live and work in peace and prosperity."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other registered disciples looked awe-inspiring, obviously they felt the same way. In the past few hundred years, they would have to achieve great things. Only in Wuji Sect can they show their ambitions in their hearts.

True Man Duan Yue, True Man Zhan Jiang, True Man Haoyun and others said in a deep voice: "What Gu Xing Zhenren said is so true. The monks of the Qingzhou sects are deeply grateful for their kindness, and are willing to abandon their original sect foundations and willing to surrender to the Wuji Sect."

The Master Sanhua was the white-haired old woman, the leader of the true disciples of the Merit Sect. She had the cultivation of the Great Perfect Foundation. Qingzhou Merit Sect emphasized the cultivation of virtue and nature, and pursued the good virtues of the Taoist heart. The Master Sanhua had a profound cultivation level, and his mind was naturally extraordinary. He stared at the Master Poshan and others for a moment, and sighed and said, "If this is true, Wuji Sect created infinite merits, but the Return of the World is natural. Moreover, the Merit Sect has been in name only and has no power to lead the Qingzhou sect to subdue demons and defend the way. It is natural that the monks of the sects surrendered to the Wuji Sect. Even if the True Lord of Merit knows it underground, he will not blame you."

The True Man Poshan suddenly looked relaxed. His magic power was a little unsuccessful. He immediately stopped and said with a sincere expression: "Since the True Lord of Merit has fallen, the foundation of Merit Sect is unlikely to be protected. Among the disciples of Merit Sect, Senior Sister Sanhua has a good reputation, so it is better to make the next plan early. In the foolish opinion of my junior brother, it is better to lead his fellow disciples to surrender to Wuji Sect and follow Wuji True Lord to create a great cause."

Zhenren Sanhua shook his head slightly and said with a serious expression: "Although the True Lord of Merit has fallen, the True Lord of Morality in this sect is still there. With him presided over the Merit Sect, he will definitely make a comeback and create a glorious future."

The Master Poshan knew the nature of Sanhua. It was impossible to convince her in a short time, so he had to settle for the second best and said: "Although there are still active disciples of the Merit Sect in Qingzhou, it is difficult to see the true disciples. Where is the True Lord hiding? It is really unknown. It is better for the senior sister to lead the fellow disciples of the fellow disciples to live in Daxing City for the time being, to inquire about the news about the Merit Sect and make plans for the next step."

"Okay! That's all now." Sanhua Zhenren coughed lightly and said in a deep voice: "But the kindness of Wuji Sect cannot be ignored. Can junior brother Poshan recommend it? Senior sister should thank you in person."

The true man Poshan nodded slightly, but when he turned around and looked back, Ye Wuying quietly walked forward without hesitation, clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist Sanhua, is Ye Wuying, the elder of Wuji Sect, and is under the title of the true man of Darkness."

"It turns out to be a fellow Daoist." Sanhua Zhenren stared at him, immediately knelt down on the ground, and said, "I represent the disciples of the Merit Sect and the monks trapped here, and thank the Wuji Sect for their life-saving grace. If there is any driving force in the future, as long as they do not violate the wishes of the sect, they will definitely repay their great kindness."

Ye Wuying waved her sleeve and helped her up, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Sanhua, the Wuji Sect aims to eradicate the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts. As for saving you just a little, you don't have to worry about it."

Seeing that he was not tying up his merits, Zhenren Sanhua suddenly felt a great favor and thought that Wuji Sect really had the style of a great sect. It is a good choice for Junior Brother Poshan to be able to root himself in this sect.

The two of them exchanged greetings for a moment, and Ye Wuying did not dare to delay any further. They immediately asked the disciples to step forward one after another and woke up the monks who were unconscious in the Yin Pond. With Zhenren Sanhua explained that with her prestige, no trouble had occurred.

In less than half an hour, three or four hundred monks woke up slowly. After soaking in the Yin Pond for two or three years, their physical bodies were seriously damaged. It was already good to be able to wake up with spiritual consciousness. Nearly a hundred monks had no spiritual consciousness, and they needed the spiritual medicine to nourish their consciousness to rest for a while before they could wake up.

They were lucky enough to be able to save their lives. There were dozens of disciples with weak cultivation, and they didn't even need to treat them. They could only let them rot here, and some of the serious ones had turned into rotten corpses.

After a brief rest, under the escort of the Wuji disciples, the Gongde Sect and the disciples of various sects supported each other and walked into the corridor along the narrow passage and left the water prison.
Chapter completed!