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The woman in red disdainfully said, "Merely 500 people. As long as you use my Soul-Summoning Bell to ring, you can easily attract thousands upon thousands of people!" With that, he took the bronze bell and walked to the front of the altar. He shook it, and all four hundred and ninety-nine people kneeled on the ground in unison.

When the few elders saw this scene, they all nodded in agreement.

The woman in red calmly walked towards the altar. The people standing on the altar all lowered their heads to welcome her.

When the woman in red reached the high altar and raised her delicate hand high, all the warriors immediately knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison, "Long live the Holy Maiden! The Mosha Sect had unified the Central Plains! The Mosha Sect can rule the world! " Although there were only a hundred or so warriors, the slogans were so clear that even the ground shook, and a lot of earth fell from the ceiling.

When the middle-aged Daoist Priest saw this scene, he looked at the ceiling in horror and quietly asked a one-eyed old man in green clothes beside him: "Is the place you're building reliable?!"

The one-eyed old Daoist looked at him and said, "This place is only temporarily used. It doesn't matter if it's unreliable. As long as you use the blood of these 499 people to refine this Jade Urn Pill, we will completely bury you here. "

The middle-aged Daoist looked around, and then squatted on the ground, covering his face as he cried out, "I've done something wrong today. If my senior brother knew, wouldn't he have cut me into a thousand pieces?!"

When the Holy Maiden saw the middle-aged Spirit Master's frightened look, she sneered and said: "Don't worry, your Martial Brother Taoist Iron Sword is cultivating in seclusion and won't be able to come out for a while. Besides, your little life is in the hands of our sect, if you dare to do anything that would deceive us, I will make you beg for death!"

When the middle-aged Spirit Master saw the Holy Maiden's overbearing appearance, he suddenly stood up and loudly said, "Fine, then you can kill me right now! If you kill me, I'll see who can refine the Jade Pellet for you. If you don't have the Jade Pellet, then you can just wait for Grandmaster Tian Chan to enter the coffin! "No, they should be waiting for the eagle to peck them!" With that, he laughed complacently.

When the Holy Maiden saw the middle-aged Spirit Master acting so arrogantly, she became so angry that she could not endure. She fiercely glared at him and then said a few words to him.

The one-eyed old man took out a small bronze bell from beside him. The middle-aged Daoist looked ashen, and began to sweat profusely. Who knew that the one-eyed old man would say: "Daoist leader, I haven't even started to shake, how did you end up like this? If you are so afraid of pain, then why don't you listen to our Holy Maiden's words?! "

The Holy Maiden impatiently said, "Don't waste your breath with him! Let him know what happens if he goes against me! "

The one eyed old man smiled charmingly, picked up the bronze bell, gritted his teeth and shook it vigorously.

The middle-aged Daoist Priest had long since been scared stiff. When he heard the bell ring, he immediately felt as if his body was being scratched in the heart, and his entire body was itching to fight. His hands continuously scratched wildly at his own body, and in a few moments, several bloody scars appeared on his body.

When the one-eyed old man saw the middle-aged Spirit Master in such pain, he looked as if he had seen his own painting. He looked at the middle-aged Spirit Master's pained expression with satisfaction as he constantly spoke words of vow. Every time he spoke, he would ring the bell, causing the pain of the middle-aged Daoist Priest to worsen. The entire hall echoed with the wails of the middle-aged Daoist Priest.

When the Holy Maiden saw that the middle-aged Spirit Master was about to faint, she immediately stopped the one-eyed old man from ringing the bell.

At this moment, the middle-aged Daoist Priest was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open. His clothes were drenched in sweat, and the dirt that stuck to the ground had turned him into a disheveled beggar.

The middle-aged Daoist Priest lay paralyzed on the ground, gasping for air, his face as pale as paper. The one-eyed old man walked to his side and gave him a kick. "Don't play dead, or I'll ring the bell again!"

When the middle-aged Daoist Priest heard that he was about to ring the bell again, he clenched his teeth and struggled several times before slowly standing up.

When the Holy Maiden saw that the Daoist Priest had stood up, she said in a delicate voice, "Daoist Priest, you can concoct pills now, right?"

The Daoist Priest tidied his messy hair and stubbornly said, "The time is not up yet. When it is time, I will naturally begin!" After saying that, he picked up the compass and circled around the cauldron once, then angrily stood to the side without saying anything.

Mu Rong Feng and Huang'er searched around the surroundings of the red-colored glazed roof for a long time, yet they still couldn't find any signs of human life. The surroundings were as quiet as ever.

At first, Huang'er was able to keep her composure, but later on, she became more and more agitated. Finally, when she could not find him, she sat on the ground, covering her head as she sobbed.

Murong Feng shook his head helplessly when he saw her expression. He walked up to her and said, "Do all women like to cry?"

Huang'er was already impatient, but Murong Feng suddenly gave her a sarcastic remark. She immediately stood up in a flustered and exasperated manner as she cried, "If anything happens to Sir Zhang, I will never forgive you in this life!"

Seeing her expression, Murong Feng squatted down and said: "Don't worry. If something happens to Brother Zhang, I'm more worried than you! But what's weird is that you've only known my Brother Zhang for a few days, and yet you want to die after not seeing him for just a short while. A girl, aren't you ashamed? "

Huang'er stopped crying and said, "I didn't know Master Zhang for a few days, but we are both honest. What can we say? He doesn't seem like someone with a lot of tricks!" After saying that, he looked at Murong Feng and continued, "I can't explain it to you. Do you know what it means to be close to someone at first sight?!"

Murong Feng shook his head.

Huang'er continued, "That's because you haven't met the right person. It's like they met each other in your last life. His image, voice and style are all the same to you!"

Murong Feng disdainfully replied, "Miss Huang, you're so beautiful. I didn't expect that the perfect man in your heart would be a retard!"

Huang'er's tears turned into a smile. She immediately said with a rigid face, "Don't think that I will forgive you just because you said so. Now we have to find Young Master Zhang quickly. If we hesitate a little, I'm afraid …"

Murong Feng naturally knew that time was of the essence, but he couldn't do anything about this young miss Jin. After coming over to persuade her, she had already made up her mind to continue searching. Who knew she would start crying again? Women are really troublesome! Murong Feng said in his heart.

However, he could only restrain his anger. Forcing a smile, he said to Huang'er, "Miss Huang, if you continue to cry here, I estimate that my Brother Zhang's situation might really make you cry!"

Of course, Huang'er was aware of the formidable relationship between them. However, when she thought of the fact that Zhang Lin Xuan had been captured, she couldn't stop her tears from streaming down her face.