I raised a bunch of monsters in my sect

Wanfu Sect.

This is why Tianxia Talisman relies on importing talisman papers from other sects every year in exchange for cultivation resources.

People of this sect do not cultivate black iron swords, their natal magic weapon is Talisman Sword.

It is said that it is a kind of talisman attached to the sword, and then the sword summons strong attack energy.

As the young master of the Wanfu Sect, Fan Peiyi had three kinds of talismans attached to his sword, which increased its speed, sharpness, and hardness.

What is deplorable is that when dealing with Ji Tong, he was extremely unlucky and was beaten to a pulp before the war even started.

The hatred in my heart was extremely difficult to swallow, not to mention overwhelming.

At this time, he and the three alchemy monks who had escaped by chance broke into a small courtyard in embarrassment. There was actually a person standing in the courtyard, waiting for their return.

This person is the head of Wanfu Sect and Fan Peiyi's master. When he saw them, he was the first to scold them.

Just now, someone from Shushan came here to report that you guys who formed the pills did a really good job, and you have embarrassed all the members of our Wanfu Sect.

Fan Peiyi was horrified when he heard this, and quickly explained, Master, listen to me, all of this is an accident and cannot be resisted by human beings. We have done our best.

The three alchemy monks also joined in and tried their best to restore the scene at that time.

It's not that they don't take responsibility, but that things are unpredictable, and this time it's just bad luck for eight lifetimes.

If he had known that this would be the result, no matter how many spiritual stones he gave them, he would never have gotten involved in this matter.

In the final analysis, it was their greed for small profits that almost made them unable to turn over.

Hmph! What is there to say? What you guys did at that time has already been recorded. At this time, the entire practice world is reciting this joke.

This sect cannot afford to lose this person. From today on, you, Fan Peiyi, are no longer my disciples, and you have no right to walk around with the name of Wanfu Sect on your back. Leave quickly!

Fan Peiyi was shocked. He didn't expect that the consequences of the matter were so serious, and that some stubborn bastard, who was so troubled, actually recorded them.

At this time, he regretted so much that he knelt on the ground with a plop, Master, Peiyi was wrong. Please give me another chance to change my ways. I will never let you down again!

It was too late to say anything, his head was broken, and the head of Wanfu Sect did not let up.

In the end, he got even more annoyed and directly threatened, If you dare to pester me again, I will directly abolish your cultivation and kick you out of the mountain gate.

Don't blame him for being cruel. He and Gu Yanhui from Yulin Peak in Shu Mountain are close brothers and his own disciples. If he bullies his own brother's apprentice, hey, no matter what the reason is, he can't stay here anymore.

Of course, the world doesn't know about this relationship between them. After all, the two of them have always been at odds with each other and would fight whenever they met.

This kind of fight is not the kind of fight between Yun Chenchen and Wu Xie, but the kind of stabbing to death with real swords and guns.

Anyone who looked at them would feel that there must be a blood feud between these two people, otherwise, why would they kill so brutally.

But in fact, the things here are not enough for outsiders to tell.

Fan Peiyi finally left in tears. The three elixir-forming monks saw that he had not left, which meant that there was no profit.

After the three people said a few polite words, they naturally walked away.

Fan Peiyi looked at the sect behind him, and then at himself, who was in a state of despair. The hatred in his heart was overwhelming, and he wished he could tear away the person who harmed him.

My surname is Ji, my two brothers from the Fan family have all been harmed by you. I will never let you go.

He walked towards his family silently. The Fan family was also a big family in Anguo, with a thousand-year heritage. He was a man who could shake mountains and rivers with just one stamp of his feet.

In the past, many people would step on the threshold of the Fan family. However, when Fan Peiyi came back, what he saw was a deserted scene.

Especially the door plaque on the door had been pried off, showing that this place was unusual.

Something happened to the Fan family.

However, as the eldest son of the Fan family, he did not receive any news.

I had a bad premonition in my heart, so I opened the heavy door in a panic and rushed in.

There were rubbles and rotten wood inside, and there were traces of being beaten and smashed everywhere.

There are even some blood stains hidden on the bluestone slabs, walls, and flowers and plants.

Father, mother...where are you!

Shiqi, housekeeper... you guys talk!

After searching around and finding no clues, Fan Peiyi suddenly thought of something and rushed to the street, stopping a middle-aged man to inquire.

Tell me quickly, what happened to the Fan family on Wenlin Street? Why was the house ransacked?

After the man looked him up and down, he said angrily: Ask me, who should I ask? It's not my house that I ransacked!

Hey! Go away, don't block my way!

The man stretched out his hand to push Fan Peiyi, but Fan Peiyi grabbed his arm and said with a gloomy look: Since you don't know anything, living is unnecessary, so go die!

At this time, he was full of anger, his revenge was unfavorable, his teacher was kicked down, his family was miserable, everything was beyond what his heart could bear, and his character had already changed drastically.

Before the passerby could react, the man had been torn into pieces.

But the person who started the surge had already fled far away without causing any dust on him.

A murder occurred on the street, and passers-by screamed in fear and ran for their lives.

Fan Peiyi was like a ruthless murderer. He grabbed another passerby and asked the question again.

This person had seen Fan Peiyi kill someone with his own eyes. He didn't dare to fart anymore and just told everything he knew.

It turned out that Emperor An had gone crazy recently and massacred many aristocratic families in a row, killing them to the point of leaving no one alive.

As for the Fan family, they were massacred just last night. Not to mention how loud the screams were at that time, many people are still panicking and short of breath, and they can have nightmares if they close their eyes.

This morning, Fan Peiyi was still clamoring to avenge his brother in the small fishing village. Who would have thought that at that time, his family would have been ruined.

He couldn't accept this result, and he collapsed to the point of spinning.

At this moment, there were formations of cavalry on the street, but a group of city guards rushed over.

These city guards wore uniform black armor and surrounded Fan Peiyi.

Injury to civilians for no reason should be executed and taken away!

Fan Peiyi panicked. Although he was a monk who formed pills, what kind of place was this? This was the imperial city of Anguo. With Emperor An here, all the monks who came here would be imprisoned and become ordinary people.

Right now, he could kill a bunch of ordinary people, but he didn't have the ability to repel so many Black Iron Guards.

What do you want to do? Stay away from me. I'm warning you. I'm from the Wanfu Sect. If you don't want to die...

If you are stubborn, shoot the arrow!

What responded to him were countless arrows fired at him.

If nothing else goes wrong, he will die in such a tortured way on the streets of the imperial city.