Two thousand miles southwest of Aoki City, under a cliff, thirty feet away, there is a secret cave.
The furnishings in the cave are extremely simple and low-key, no different from those of normal ascetic monks.
But in the deepest part of the cave, a shocking scene was staged.
In the secret room.
The small pool made of rocks occupies most of the space in the secret room, but inside, the small pool is filled with a pool of blood.
At this moment, the blood in the pool was constantly bubbling, and a strong, pungent, disgusting smell spread in the secret room.
But at this time, there was a man in black who was still pouring red liquid into the pool.
Faced with such a disgusting scene.
The man in black's expression showed no fluctuation, as if he had become accustomed to it and did not have any abnormal reaction. At the same time, he did not stop what he was doing.
And in the corner of the secret room, corpses were piled up, and body parts could be seen everywhere.
Lean less.
After the man in black poured it out, he patted the storage bag and took it out, and six bright red crystals appeared in his hand.
If Cheng Buzheng were here, he would definitely recognize that this is the blood crystal that Wang Ren desires so much.
I saw that the man in black didn't seem to feel the preciousness of this thing. He raised his right hand and the six blood crystals split into six paths and shot into the blood pool.
See this.
The man in black cast a spell with both hands. As the spell was played, the entire pool of blood gradually glowed with blood.
Suddenly, the man in black shouted:
"Blood Refining Array, wake up!"
The blood pool seemed to be boiling, with blood bubbles rising up one after another, creating ripples in circles.
"Gulu...Gulu..."
The blood on the surface of the blood pool was even brighter, but then gradually extinguished.
See this.
The man in black stopped his movements, frowned, and his eyes fell on the pool of blood in front of him.
"Could it be that the spiritual blood is not enough?"
But then he thought that the blood in the blood pool was the spiritual blood of mortals and low-level monks. Perhaps this was the reason why the formation could not be successful!
The man in black quickly thought of the reason why the blood formation could not be completely formed.
A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he murmured to himself in a low voice:
"The blood refining formation is about to be successful. The blood evil corpse refined with this formation will be shaped. When the time comes, who will dare to take advantage of it?"
"My adventures over the past few years have not been in vain. Everything has been worth it. But now, I still lack the spiritual blood of some monks. Where can I find prey?"
"Qingmu City, they have been hunting too many times during this period. Now, there is a lot of noise there, so it's hard to start."
The man in black murmured in a low voice, thinking constantly.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he murmured:
"When I successfully refine the Blood Demon Corpse, it's time to get together with my old friends sometime."
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at the same time.
Baiyunmen, inside the wooden house.
Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the jade bed, his eyes slightly closed, and his whole body was covered with a layer of spiritual energy.
At this time, he was practicing hard.
Sudden.
Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, frowned, his eyelashes moved slightly, and he opened his black and white eyes. He stood up and replaced the wooden bed with the jade bed.
After putting away the jade bed, Cheng Buzheng waved his sleeves to warn the formation, an arched gap appeared, and the wooden door opened automatically.
Cheng Buzheng took two steps forward and welcomed Jiang Fugui into the wooden house.
"Senior Brother Jiang." Cheng Buzheng said with a smile on his face:
"Sorry for the waitting!"
"Senior Brother Jiang, please sit down."
Entering the wooden house, Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand to guide the chair and made a gesture of invitation.
"Junior Brother Cheng."
Jiang Fugui said mysteriously:
"After the 'Seed Trial' ends in five years, the secret realm will be closed for sixty years."
"This is what my second grandfather told me just now. The first time I thought of you, brother, how about it?"
Regarding this.
Cheng Buzheng didn't have any surprises. If Jiang Fugui hadn't made a lot of friends, his second grandfather might have told him long ago, fearing that he would spread the news.
Now it seems that the sect no longer considers keeping secrets, and is releasing the news bit by bit, so as not to make it public before the trial begins, causing dissatisfaction among many disciples in the Qi refining period.
Cheng Buzheng was also very pleased that Jiang Fugui could tell him the news. Although he had known it in advance, it did not prevent him from being grateful to Jiang Fugui.
"Thank you, senior brother, for telling me the news." Cheng Buzheng said while pouring wine.
Then, he pondered for a moment and said slowly:
"Senior Brother, are you ready to participate in this 'Seed Trial'?"
"Hey~" Jiang Fugui said helplessly:
"It's hard to say now. It just depends on whether the second grandfather can get the foundation building pill. If my cousin succeeds in building the foundation and there is still some left."
"Then, I will not participate in the 'Seed Trial', otherwise, I can only take the risk and give it a try."
At the end of his speech, Jiang Fugui's face showed a hint of unwillingness.
Lean less.
"Junior Brother Cheng." Jiang Fugui was also quite curious. Cheng Buqian made a decision and asked:
"Then will you participate in the 'Seed Trial' five years from now?"
Hear the words.
"Um!"
Cheng Buzheng nodded, and then the gentle smile on his face faded away, leaving only a look of determination, and then he slowly said:
"Little brother, now you are practicing at the fifth level of Qi."
"In these five years, even if I spend all my wealth, ignore erysipelas and drug resistance, and risk breakthroughs, I will reach the eighth or even ninth level of Qi training in five years."
"Otherwise, junior brother has no other way to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill. This is the only channel for junior brother."
"As for the last road to foundation building, which has little chance of survival, I don't want to try it either."
Since Cheng Buzheng learned that the secret realm would be closed for sixty years, he has gradually revealed his own cultivation level. The cultivation level he has shown now is in the middle range among the same group of disciples with three spiritual roots.
He believed that if the news spread, someone would be impatient, swallow the pill like crazy, and risk a breakthrough.
When the time comes, his cultivation will gradually be revealed and he will no longer be so conspicuous. His fellow disciples will definitely think that he is just like those disciples who took risks and made breakthroughs.
After a moment of silence, the two parties seemed to have a tacit understanding and were no longer discussing the topic of the 'Seed Trial'.
Lean less.
"Okay." Jiang Fugui played with the wine cup in his hand, took a swig, put down the wine cup in his hand and said:
"Junior Brother Cheng, guess what good things I brought you?"
"Senior brother, please clarify!" Cheng Buzheng shook his head and said:
"Junior brother, I really can't guess."
Then, he stood up and poured another glass of spiritual wine for Jiang Fugui.
"Junior brother, look, what is this?"
Jiang Fugui said, taking out a purple crystal stone from the storage bag and placing it on the table.
Then Jiang Fugui said:
"Junior brother, I helped you find the purple soul stone you asked me to acquire!"
Cheng Buzheng looked at the Purple Soul Stone on the table and couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat, but his expression remained as usual and he didn't show anything strange.
"Thank you, senior brother, for your hard work." Cheng Buhuang picked up his wine cup, saluted Jiang Fugui from a distance, and said with a smile:
"Junior brother, here's a toast to you. Please drink it full!"
"Dry!"
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Ps: It’s so embarrassing. There are only a few people in the group. Is there anyone who wants to join the group?