On the nameless cliff.

A blood-colored stream of light came from a distance.

In the blink of an eye.

The blood light dissipated, the blood light old Taoist's figure appeared, and a huge spiritual pressure spread out from all over him.

The old Taoist of Blood Light showed a stiff smile, looking extremely strange, like a fierce and vicious man, but he insisted on showing a kind expression.

He stretched out his hand and a blood light flew out of Xu Shi's body, then turned into a blood-colored spot and disappeared.

Then, the old Taoist said:

"Boy, you are willing to worship the old Taoist as your teacher!"

The old Taoist Xueguang stared at Xu Shi with his eyes tightly, and an invisible pressure swept towards Xu Shi.

moment.

Xu Shi sensed unparalleled pressure, and his forehead kept sweating, and his face turned pale.

At the same time, he also sensed that the large blood-striped net that wrapped around the dantian completely disappeared. Now he can move or use his magic power.

But Xu Shi knew the situation very well in his heart. Once he refused to agree, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable, and he would not dare to use his life as a bet.

What's more, he was quite looking forward to that "blood-building formation".

Thinking of this, Xu Shi gave a gift to the Blood-Guang Master.

‘Dong, dun, dun!

Three solemn and loud kowtows were spread on the cliff surface.

"Disciple, pay homage to Master!"

"well!"

The old Taoist, who was full of joy, seemed to have received a good disciple with great satisfaction, then spoke:

"As long as you follow me wholeheartedly, I will surely protect you from building a foundation."

"This is your storage bag."

As he said that, the old Taoist, who was extremely generous, returned the storage bag to Xu Shi.

"Thank you, Master!"

Xu Shi looked at the old Taoist with gratitude and said:

"Disciple, I will definitely live up to what my master wants!"

immediately.

Xu Shi hesitated for a while and spoke:

"I wonder if Master can spare his life!"

"They are both the few friends of their disciples."

"See master and make me successful!"

At the same time, Nanye and Wang Min, who were sitting on the ground, showed a look of desire, staring at the blood-light old Taoist.

"Ga~Ga"

The old Taoist of Blood Light let out a few strange laughs, looked at Xu Shi coldly, and said:

"Good disciple!"

"Do you still want to go back to the sect?"

The old Taoist Xueguang seemed to have a plain tone, but from his words, Xu Shi felt a sense of coldness.

See this.

Xu Shi's face turned pale and he shook his head quickly and said:

"Disciple, I have no such thought, please give a clear guide to Master!"

"Okay, this is my good disciple!"

The old Taoist Xueguang said a little gentle tone, but then he became extremely cold again, and he said slowly:

"Then you will give it to your teacher and see your wishes."

Hearing words.

Xu Shi's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that the old demon in front of him had such a changeable temperament. It was still sunny just now, but the next moment it was a storm.

at this time.

Xu Shi knew that the old demon accepted himself as his disciple, which was most likely caused by the blood evil spirit body, but this was by no means a threat to the old demon.

Thinking of this, Xu Shi felt aggrieved and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, Master!" Xu Shi clasped his fists at the old Taoist Xueguang.

Xu Shi came to Nanye and Wang Min, and said expressionlessly:

"I'm sorry, Brother Nan, Sister Min!"

And the old Taoist who is very passionate, watching this drama of the same schoolmates killing each other.

Before the two of them could speak, a light of inspiration passed by, and Nanye and Wang Min fell to the ground with unwillingness.

"Master!" Xu Shi looked respectful and lowered his head and lowered his hands and said:

"The disciple has completely divided the boundaries with the Baiyun Sect. I hope the master can understand it."

The old Taoist Bloodlight glanced at the two corpses, and then said slowly:

"Disciple, you have the heart!"

Then, the old Taoist Blood Light made a seal, and a blood-colored spiritual light hovered in front of the old Taoist.

The old Taoist yelled in a low voice, "Finish!"

The blood-colored spiritual light turned into four parts and penetrated into Xu Shi's head, torso, arms, and legs.

See this.

The old Taoist with a smile on his face, said:

"Okay, let's take you back to our station."

The old Taoist Xue Guang had no explanation, and was not worried that the newly accepted disciple would be able to unlock this treasure technique.

Xu Shi used his spiritual sense to check his body. Except for the blood color added to the major meridians in his body, there was nothing else. His magic power and spiritual sense could also be used normally.

But he knew that the cheap master had no effect on that action. Although he had some guesses in his heart, he was not sure.

Immediately, Xu Shi cast a spell and a fireball shot at Nanye and Wang Min's corpses.

Less tilt.

Two handfuls of ashes were blown away by a strong wind and fluttered in the wind.

At this time, the old Taoist and Xu Shi, the bloody old man and Xu Shi, had long disappeared.

—————

At the same time.

Cheng Buzheng, who was escaping underground, finally arrived at the Baiyun Mountains after half a month of travel.

immediately.

Six feet deep underground, Cheng Buzheng hurriedly explored and rushed to the sect.

At this time, he had no intention of dealing with the treasures in the storage bag, and just wanted to go into seclusion and practice as soon as possible.

Half an hour later.

Cheng Buzheng entered the sect formation without disturbing anyone, and rushed directly to Xianquan Peak.

Not long.

An ancient palace came into Cheng Buzheng's eyes. A plaque hung above the open door, with three gold-plated characters "Xianfan Palace".

The Immortal Palace is a sect that deals with the chorus’ miscellaneous tasks. The institutions established by the sect, such as entering the sect’s jade book, distributing sect robes, storage bags, changing robes, applying for seclusion, etc., all of which need to be handled in the Immortal Palace.

Except for every time the disciples are included, the place is lively for a few days, and few monks come here.

Cheng Buzheng looked at the quite quiet palace in front of him. He walked directly along the gravel path into the hall without hesitation.

Less tilt.

Cheng Buzheng stepped into the hall and subconsciously glanced around. He came directly to the counter made with spiritual iron technique.

"Senior Brother," Li Yu asked curiously:

"Do you need to change your clothes or go into seclusion?"

Most senior brothers come here for these two chores, and Li Yu has long had enough experience in this.
To be continued...