Chapter 546 A Good Show (1/2)

The elder of Qingtian Temple was startled when he heard this. He looked up at the dragon chariot in the sky. The voice just now was obviously coming from the dragon chariot.

"Your Excellency can kill or chop me up. We are not as skilled as you, so there is nothing to say." The elder of Qingtian Temple asked in a deep voice.

"I will not kill you."

Qin Mu's voice came slowly, which surprised the elder of Qingtian Temple.

Not killing himself?

The elder of Qingtian Temple raised his eyebrows slightly, guessing secretly, not understanding what Qin Mu was up to.

Could this man have some conspiracy?

He thought that the other party wanted to use him to sacrifice the sword to intimidate the disciples of Qingtian Temple, but he didn't expect Qin Mu to not kill him.

When the pioneer monks heard Qin Mu's words, they were all dumbfounded.

"Your Majesty actually let these bastards go?"

"This is impossible! How could Your Majesty do this?"

"Your Majesty, you must not let the tiger go back to the mountain!"

The Qingtian Illusion Formation has been destroyed, and the pioneer monks no longer have any scruples.

Everyone was ready to surrender all the Qingtian Temple monks to avenge their past.

However, Qin Mu ignored everyone's doubts and slowly said, "I won't kill you because you are not qualified to die under my sword."

"What did you say?" Qin Mu's words stunned everyone, and their eyes widened with resentment.

Yes, they did intend to surrender and beg for mercy, but Qin Mu directly treated them as garbage and disdained to do it.

"You... you are simply too much!"

"Based on your words, we would rather die standing than live in disgrace."

"Haha, you overestimate yourself. Even if we die, we will drag you to be buried with us!"

Several monks in Qingtian Temple were furious and cursed.

"Noisy!"

The two cold and indifferent words made everyone stiff, like stone sculptures.

Then, an unspeakable sense of oppression enveloped them.

The next moment, the void trembled, and a dazzling golden sword light whizzed in and slashed fiercely at the group of monks.

Puff puff!

This sword light seemed to have spirituality, only targeting a few Qingtian Temple monks who cursed the most fiercely.

"Puff...!"

The next moment, their bodies suddenly exploded, spraying scarlet blood all over the sky.

Immediately, the corpse fell from mid-air and hit the ground, making a violent vibration, awakening the four fields.

In the Qingtian illusion array, there was silence, and a pin drop could be heard.

Everyone was stunned, staring at the tragic scene in front of them with their mouths wide open, their minds blank.

The horror of Qin Mu's sword was immediately revealed.

The Qingtian Temple monks were so frightened that they were silent, trembling, and couldn't even speak.

They couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the dragon chariot, their hearts filled with fear.

"You... do you want to use us for something?"

The elder of Qingtian Temple frowned and asked.

"Haha!" Qin Mu smiled slightly, and asked instead of answering: "Do you think that with your little cultivation, is there any value for me to use?"

Hearing this, everyone was speechless.

Although they are the elite disciples of Qingtian Temple, they are completely worthless to Qin Mu.

"In that case, why don't you kill us?"

The elder of Qingtian Temple frowned and asked.

Qin Mu said indifferently: "I came here to kill people, but not to kill you."

"Hmm?" The elder of Qingtian Temple raised his eyebrows and his face became strange.

"You...what do you mean?" The elder of Qingtian Temple frowned and asked.

Qin Mu said indifferently: "You people of Qingtian Temple deserve to die, and you should be killed, but you are not the ones who deserve to die, you are just victims."

"What does your majesty mean by this?" The elder of Qingtian Temple became more and more confused as he listened.

Others also didn't understand what Qin Mu meant, and looked at each other in disbelief.

Qin Mu smiled slightly and explained, "I'm looking for the mastermind behind the scenes, not the disciples of Qingtian Temple."

"This..." The pupils of the elder of Qingtian Temple shrank, and his face was horrified.

He didn't know what he was thinking of, and his eyes changed slightly.

Then, he took a deep breath, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, please make it clear."

When the others heard the elder of Qingtian Temple call Qin Mu "Your Majesty", they looked at each other in confusion.

But they still followed the elder of Qingtian Temple to pay their respects.

Qin Mu sat in the dragon sedan, his eyes swept across the audience, and slowly said, "In consideration of your difficult practice, I can give you a chance to atone for your sins."

"A chance to atone for your sins?" Hearing Qin Mu's words, the elder of Qingtian Temple was stunned again.

"What? You don't want to?" Qin Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone suddenly turned cold.

Sensing Qin Mu's coldness, the elders of Qingtian Temple hurriedly bowed and said respectfully: "I would like to hear the details!"

A cold arc flashed across Qin Mu's mouth, and he said indifferently: "Some people in your Qingtian Temple colluded with evil demons and demons to harm the human race, committing heinous crimes and deserve death."

"Therefore, I declare that the Qingtian Temple's Taoist lineage will be abolished. Do you have any objections?"

As soon as these words came out, the elders of Qingtian Temple were shocked.

"You want to abolish my Qingtian Temple's Taoist lineage?" The elders of Qingtian Temple were unable to understand.

Qin Mu snorted coldly: "Hmph! Your Qingtian Temple colluded with evil demons, and the evidence is conclusive."

"Such a rebellious sect, how can I allow it to exist in the world?"

Qin Mu said in a low voice: "From today on, you will leave Qingtian Temple and form the Great Qin Atonement Camp. Each person will do 10,000 good deeds and kill 10,000 monsters a year to atone for the sins and eliminate the sins."

The elder of Qingtian Temple was pale and trembling violently.

After a long silence, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the golden dragon chariot above his head seriously, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, since you said the evidence is conclusive, can you show us the evidence?"

When these words came out, the eyes of many monks in Qingtian Temple were brightened.

Qin Mu smiled and waved his right hand gently.

Whoosh!

Two objects suddenly flew out of the dragon chariot, turning into a silver light and shooting towards the elder of Qingtian Temple.

The elder of Qingtian Temple looked solemn and reached out to catch it.

Looking closely, it turned out to be two bloody heads, which were the heads of the master of Qingtian Temple and the Taoist of Qingtian Temple!

The moment they saw the heads clearly, all the disciples of Qingtian Temple widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

Especially the elders of Qingtian Temple, they were in tears.

"Master, Daozi...!"

Instantly, a shrill wail resounded through the sky, and the grief was overwhelming.

Instantly, all the elders of Qingtian Temple knelt on the ground, weeping and wailing.

The Master and Daozi of Qingtian Temple were the support of their faith, and now they were killed by Qin Mu himself.

This was like a bolt from the blue for Qingtian Temple!

How could they bear it?

Qin Mu sat in the dragon chariot, looking at everything in front of him calmly.

"Your Majesty, is this your evidence?" The elder of Qingtian Temple said in a deep voice.

Qin Mu smiled slightly, waved his hand again, and two light shadows flew out of the dragon chariot and floated in the air.

The monks of Qingtian Temple looked up with tears in their eyes, and their eyes were shocked again.

These two light shadows were none other than the Master of Qingtian Temple and Daozi of Qingtian Temple.

This was their spirit.

The two arrogant and powerful men had already lost their lives.

The power of the soul was dim, and it was obvious that they had suffered fatal injuries.

Seeing the souls of the two, the elders of Qingtian Temple and others were completely stunned.

Originally thought that the master of Qingtian Temple had fallen.

Who could have expected that their souls were actually imprisoned by Qin Mu!

The elders of Qingtian Temple gritted their teeth, resentful, distressed the audience of Qingtian Temple and Daozi, and were completely desperate in their hearts.

Now the master and Daozi have fallen, and the supreme elder is gone.

Qingtian Temple is completely finished.

No one can save them.

"What? Still have doubts?" Qin Mu asked with a smile.

The elders of Qingtian Temple clenched their fists and gritted their teeth and said: "Your Majesty, if there is no evidence, you probably can't execute the head of Qingtian Temple and Daozi casually, right?"

Qin Mu nodded: "Of course I have evidence."

"Then you quickly take out the evidence!" An elder shouted anxiously.

"You can take a look at the evidence first, I am looking forward to seeing your expressions." Qin Mu smiled.

The elder of Qingtian Temple hesitated for a moment, then looked at the two souls and found that the spiritual seals in the souls were still there.

This means that the two are still alive.

Thinking of this, the elder of Qingtian Temple breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed.

Although he didn't know what method Qin Mu used to preserve the souls of the two, at least they were still alive.

The master of Qingtian Temple slowly raised his head, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Then he looked at the familiar scene in front of him and the familiar elders, and stood there in a daze, as if he was scared silly.

"Master... Master, what's wrong with you? Wake up?" An elder called in a low voice.

Unfortunately, the master of Qingtian Temple seemed not to hear it, except that his eyes gradually became wet........

"What's going on?"

"Why is this happening?"

"Where is our supreme elder?"

The master of Qingtian Temple asked three questions in a row, his eyes filled with deep confusion and puzzlement.

"I... who am I... where am I..." The master of Qingtian Temple kept muttering to himself, and his eyes began to blur again.

Looking at the appearance of the master of Qingtian Temple, all the elders of Qingtian Temple frowned, feeling inexplicably sad.

"Don't play dumb, tell the truth to the world and your disciples." Qin Mu's faint voice reached the ears of the master of Qingtian Temple.

The master of Qingtian Temple froze all over, sighed after a moment, and slowly raised his head to look around.

"I am the master of Qingtian Temple..." The master of Qingtian Temple looked around the whole audience, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Hearing this, the Qingtian audience monks looked at him together.

"Master!" The disciples of Qingtian audience knelt on the ground one after another, crying bitterly.

"Master, you finally woke up!" Some elders were also in tears and excited.

"Master, we finally waited for you!" Many younger disciples of Qingtian Temple also knelt down.

Looking at the disciples of Qingtian Temple in front of him, the master of Qingtian Temple had a very complicated look.

He looked around, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Qingtian Temple, his eyes were red, he sighed again, and said slowly:

"I am a sinner, a shame to Qingtian Temple, I have failed the trust of Qingtian Temple, I am ashamed of the ancestors of all generations, and I am even more sorry for the hundreds of millions of people in Daoxuan Domain..."

As he spoke, the master of Qingtian Temple knelt down directly with his legs softened.

"I am sorry for the martyrs of Taoism..."

"Master, please get up quickly!" Many elders shouted in panic.

But they couldn't help the master of Qingtian Temple at all, so they had to let him kneel on the ground all the time, not daring to help him at all.

Looking at the actions of the master of Qingtian Temple, the disciples of Qingtian Temple wiped their tears and their eyes were red.

"Alas...!"

The master of Qingtian Temple sighed and continued: "All the tragic incidents that happened in Daoxuan Domain recently were all caused by my Qingtian Temple."

"I, Qingtian Temple, was blinded by greed, colluded with demons, poisoned the people, and killed countless innocent lives!"

"We deserve to die... We are not worthy of being descendants of Taoism!"

"I am ashamed of the martyrs, ashamed of my ancestors, and I will die with shame!" The master of Qingtian Temple roared in pain.

When everyone heard this, they were stunned in place for a moment, looking at each other, their faces full of disbelief.

"How is this possible...!"

"Did the master really do it?"

Everyone was shocked and unbelievable, and they were unwilling to believe it anyway.

"Master...!" Several young disciples couldn't help but rush to the master of Qingtian Temple and burst into tears.

"Master, how can you be so confused!"

"Master, wake up, stop talking nonsense..."

The master of Qingtian Temple closed his eyes, took a deep breath, shook his head and said: "Everyone, I am very sober and I am not controlled by anyone."

At this point, the master of Qingtian Temple opened his eyes and his eyes became cold.

"I know it's hard for you to believe, but this is indeed the truth. Not only that, my Qingtian Temple also took advantage of the celebration to hunt down the human race's genius, obtain a large number of treasures, and refine blood to improve cultivation..."

"All of these, one by one, each one, are enough to make us fall into eternal damnation!"

Everyone was silent, unable to utter a word.

They had never thought that the Qingtian Temple master, who was usually highly respected, fair, strict, and upright, would actually commit such a heinous crime!

"Master, please stop talking, please stop talking!" The disciples cried and begged.

The other elders were also sad.

They didn't expect that the Qingtian Temple, which they were proud of, would become such a vicious and sinister evil demon!

The head of Qingtian Temple waved his hand to stop everyone from advising him. He said coldly, "I must let the world know, let them see the ugly face of our Qingtian Temple with their own eyes!" He took a deep breath and continued, "I have done such a shameless evil. Even if I die today, I will not be able to escape the blame. I will never allow you to be implicated because of me." "I am ready. I am willing to die to apologize. Please make sure to tell the whole world about this!" The head of Qingtian Temple shouted. "Is it over if you die to apologize? What should we do? How can we explain to the ancestors of Qingtian Temple? " The Qingtian Temple monks were sad. Qingtian Temple was founded for tens of thousands of years and won countless glory and glory, but now it is gone in one day! They, the monks of Qingtian Temple, will also become rats crossing the street and be spurned by everyone! "Alas...!" The head of Qingtian Temple sighed and turned to look at Qin Mu. His eyes were extremely deep, revealing a complex emotion. He suddenly shook his head and said bitterly: "Your Majesty, my Qingtian Temple has been defeated. You can kill me or chop me up as you please!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Mu sneered and raised his hand without any warning.

Snap!

A huge golden palm suddenly appeared. This palm was very powerful and hit the side of the Qingtian Temple master's face, leaving a bright red palm print.

"Puff...!"

After this blow, the Qingtian Temple master staggered two steps and fell to the ground, looking listless.

"Of course you will die, but not now."

Qin Mu's tone was cold, and his eyes looked far away: "There is still a good show waiting for you to witness."