Wandu Gate, Mourning Hall.

The door of the mourning hall was still open outwards, and the cold night wind blew, blowing the candles that were still burning in the mourning hall to abruptly, casting strange shadows on the ground. Far outside the door, in the silence, it seemed that there was a sound of some whispering, crying, and laughing, and it seemed that the wind was blowing the trees, which made people feel a little chilled.

From the few candles in the mourning hall that were still breathing, shining into the light outside the house, at night in this valley, there was a faint mist floating outside the house, like light smoke, floating over in the darkness and shadows, changing in various shapes.[.]

And there was still only Qin Wuyan who was guarding all night in the mourning hall.

He still knelt in front of the spirit, lowered his head, his eyes floating in a vague way, as if he was looking at an unknown place. The copper basin in front of him was already covered with black paper ash transformed from burnt paper money, trembling with the night wind that blew from time to time. Occasionally, one or two pieces of scattered paper ash were blown up by the wind, leaving the copper basin and slowly floating in the room, and then most of them quietly fell back on the altar in front of the coffin, falling on the three animals that were worshipped.

In the dark, there were still a pair of eyes looking at all this?

The footsteps suddenly rang out, and he stepped on the flat ground and walked into the mourning hall. Qin Wuyan's body shook for a moment. No matter who said that it was not a pleasant thing to suddenly hear footsteps behind him. He looked back and frowned, with a look of surprise. It was obvious that the person who came was not within his expectations.

What caught his eye was a tall person who was very different from that of ordinary disciples of the Demon Sect. He was wearing a Taoist robe and a square face. He was the Taoist priest of the Wanpo Sect of the Demon Sect.

Qin Wuyan looked at Cangsong, and Cangsong also looked at Qin Wuyan. Neither of them spoke. Then Cangsong walked straight to the altar in front of the coffin, picked up the incense placed on the table, put it on a slight candle on the side and lit it. He bowed respectfully to the spiritual position, took another step, and inserted the incense candle into the incense burner.

Qin Wuyan looked at Taoist Cangsong patiently and from beginning to end, when Taoist Cangsong turned around again, Qin Wuyan lowered his head slightly, as a disciple returned the favor. Although there was no expression on his face, his tone was still calm and polite, "Thank you, Taoist priest."

Taoist Cangsong nodded and said, "After all, I have a guest and host. Although this incense stick is a bit late, I always have some thoughts."

Qin Wuyan still knelt down, looked at the spiritual position, and said lightly: "It's okay, as long as the Taoist priest is sincere, I believe that the master will be much more relieved if he has a spirit in heaven."

Taoist Cangsong stared at Qin Wuyan, looked for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "Young Master Qin, you don't seem to like me all the time."

Qin Wuyan raised his eyes slightly, as if he didn't expect Taoist Cangsong to suddenly ask this question. It was a bit strange, but after looking at Taoist Cangsong for a moment, he still said calmly: "The Taoist Master misunderstood. You are the guest worship of your teacher when he was alive. You are also a respected senior in the Wandu Sect. Wuyan dared not be negligent. But now his teacher has unfortunately passed away and is sad in his heart. If there is any disrespect and rudeness, please forgive me."

Daoist Cangsong still had a smile on his face, and his eyes slowly turned to the spiritual position of the poison god directly in front of him. Before that spiritual position, the box containing the seal of the Wanpo Sect Master was quietly placed there. Daoist Cangsong looked for a while, but suddenly heard a few low and weird screams coming from there, as if they were like some insect ringing. Qin Wuyan's face changed slightly, Daoist Cangsong was also stunned, but then suddenly laughed and said, "Old Sect Master, old Sect Master, you should be able to go there with peace of mind. Look at what you taught, there is such a great disciple. It's really not easy!"

Qin Wuyan's face sank, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Master, what did you say?"

Taoist Cangsong turned his head and smiled slightly, but didn't say anything. He just gently pulled up his wrist sleeves. Qin Wuyan's pupils contracted, and he was stunned for a moment. He saw that Taoist Cangsong had clearly nothing on his arm, but the strange screams from the spiritual platform became louder and louder, clearly and could be heard.

Taoist Cangsong slowly retracted his arm, turned his head to look at Qin Wuyan, and said lightly: "Seven-tailed Centipede?"

Qin Wuyan took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of splendor, and his whole body suddenly became sharp from the silence and decadent feeling. He slowly stood up from the ground, staring at Taoist Cangsong, and slowly retelled: "Seven-tailed Centipede!"

The originally dark and gloomy mourning hall suddenly seemed to be a little lit after he stood like this, and the originally cold air in the air disappeared in a blink of an eye. Some of them were only fierce murderous intent.

"How did you know?"

"Haha..." Taoist Cangsong looked calm and could not see any fear. "It's very simple, because I have raised one before."

"What?!"

"Nothing is strange. Although the seven-tailed centipede is known as the most poisonous person in the world, and there are all this pair. But there are always exceptions in everything, right? In fact, my one died many years ago. The one in the hands of the Poison God cannot survive either. However, when I accidentally discovered that the Poison God also had the seven-tailed centipede in his hand, I realized that he used the secret method of the Poison Sutra to make the seven-tailed centipede into a poisonous puppet, so the seven-tailed centipede has long been considered a living creature. He only retained some of his nature."

"So you guessed my trick and wiped some of the 'secrets' of the seven-tailed centipede on your body?!"

Cang Song smiled and said, "My nephew is indeed smart." Xuan was cold again and said, "But you say, if your master knew that his disciples were messing around in front of his spirit shortly after he died, he would be very angry?"

Qin Wuyan snorted coldly and said, "Master, he is wise and intelligent. He has long seen through this so-called etiquette and custom. Not to mention disrespecting him in front of his spirit, even if we and my disciples fight each other here, he will probably smile and watch the fun."

Taoist Cangsong nodded slowly, suddenly sighed, and said, "That's true. I have been with the old sect leader for the past ten years. With his personality, I'm afraid that this is true." As he said that, he looked at Qin Wuyan and smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you would follow him for the shortest time, but it was the one who knows him best among the disciples."

Qin Wuyan's expression remained unchanged, but his body took a step forward and said coldly: "Master, aren't you very good? Not only did you see Master clearly, but even my every move cannot escape your eyes!"

The smile on Taoist Cangsong froze slightly, his eyes glanced at Qin Wuyan's footsteps, and suddenly said, "Now it's past your master's seventh year?"

Qin Wuyan was stunned. He didn't know what the Taoist Cangsong suddenly asked this sentence, but this person's attitude was really strange and unfathomable tonight. What's more, he had seen through his hands and feet on the sect leader's seal, so he was afraid he couldn't keep him. Qin Wuyan thought in his heart and said lightly: "It's ugly now, it's just over. Why, does the Taoist priest have any advice?" As he said that, he walked closer to Taoist Cangsong.

Taoist Cangsong immediately took a step back and nodded, "That's good. Let your master be safe and surpass the first seventh period. It's my intention."

Qin Wuyan was stunned. Before he could get over it, Taoist Cangsong suddenly moved, and flashed to the door of the mourning hall, lifted his breath and opened his voice loudly, "Hey, the master of the sect seal...ah..." The first few words he had in shock. Halfway through his words, he stood in place, but Taoist Cangsong suddenly burst into tears as if he was hurt, as if he was ambushed by someone.

Qin Wuyan's face suddenly changed color, but there was no time to stop him. The voice of Taoist Cangsong was already echoing over the quiet and deep Viper Snake Valley. After a moment, an echo seemed to be bounced from afar, and there were faint "ah" sounds everywhere in the valley.

At the first moment, the Viper Snake Valley seemed to be shocked by something, almost more silent than before, but after a while, countless noisy sounds surging from all corners of the Viper Snake Valley, like waves, but countless people who had already been waiting to be beaten out, all kinds of questions, scolding, scolding, and commanding sounds merged into one, turning into invisible waves, and all came from the mourning hall in all directions.

Taoist Cangsong turned around and smiled slightly, waved at Qin Wuyan with a pale face, and said, "Nephew, I'll help you as an uncle. If you can sit on the throne of the door master in the future, don't forget your feelings today!" Then he didn't say much, his figure swayed, and the moment before Qin Wuyan rushed to the door, he quickly flew into the darkness outside the door, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Qin Wuyan gasped on the door, his eyes full of anger. It was obvious that the sudden arrival of Taoist Cangsong completely disrupted his wishful thinking. At this moment, people were clamoring around. Seeing that the mourning hall was about to be surrounded by countless people from the three senior brothers, Qin Wuyan stomped his feet hard and made a quick decision. He threw himself into the darkness outside the house like Taoist Cangsong, and disappeared after a while.

The next moment, countless disciples of the Wanpo Sect holding torches and blades in their hands, rushed into the Poison God’s Spirit Hall with great momentum, led by the three great disciples of the Poison God. After a moment of silence, an angry shouting of killing sounded from the Poison Snake Valley under the night, and immediately swept across the entire valley.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.
Chapter completed!