Xu Shi, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, felt his spiritual pressure rising crazily.
But the blood in the blood pool has bottomed out, leaving only a thick layer of blood-colored sludge-like impurities at the bottom.
This day.
Xu Shi, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, opened his eyes, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, then stood up and looked around.
Immediately.
Xu Shi did not delay, flew directly over the blood pool and walked out of the stone gate.
Physical flight is one of the symbols of ability in the foundation building stage.
It can be seen that at this time he officially entered the foundation building period.
Not long after.
Xu Shi came to the palace in the center.
"Disciple Xu Shi, please see the sect master!"
Xu Shi looked respectful, lowered his head and cupped his fists.
Immediately.
The stone door in front of me pushed open automatically without any wind.
Seeing this, Xu Shi hesitated for a moment and walked directly inside.
In the palace hall, sitting on the seat above, was a monk wearing a hooded black robe and a blood-striped mask on his cheek. The vast spiritual pressure made Xu Shi afraid to breathe.
"Huh!"
The leader of the Blood Refining Sect said with some surprise:
"Little guy, you have good qualifications!"
"You've been promoted to the foundation building stage so quickly."
"Master has trained you well, and this disciple is lucky enough to be promoted!"
Xu Shi lowered his head and said respectfully.
"alright!"
The leader of the Blood Refining Sect stopped and said:
"Your master has passed away. I am in a critical period and it is not appropriate to go out at this time."
"After you investigate this matter, you will report it back to me."
"What?"
Xu Shi showed a somewhat surprised look, and then said solemnly:
"Yes, Master."
"You left the mark of your soul on the blood jade book."
The door owner took out a blood-colored jade book.
See this.
Xu Shi didn't hesitate at all. If you want to get something, you have to give it. He still understands this truth.
Then, the sect master put away the bloody jade book, took out another token, and threw it to Xu Shidao:
"This is your token for entering and exiting the formation. Then you go to the library to receive one skill and three treasures."
Hear the words.
Xu Shi was overjoyed. It was precisely because he lacked the skills and access tokens that he had to come to meet the sect master.
The memories he had of the Bloody Light Master were all incomplete. Without the complete technique, he could not practice at all. There was no jade slip of the technique in the storage bag, and even the access token was broken and could no longer be used.
Immediately.
Xu Shi quickly showed a grateful look and said:
"Thank you, Master!"
"That's right." The leader of the Blood Refining Sect said hoarsely:
"Your master is responsible for the Kingdom of Jin. The triennial offering has not been handed over yet. You will be responsible for it from now on."
"yes!"
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Anshan Prefecture, Fucheng.
At nightfall.
In the courtyard of a large family, the sound of dogs can be heard from time to time, which is especially obvious and harsh in the dark and clear night.
A young man wearing a watch uniform beat the gong and shouted:
"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful about the fire!"
Away from those high-walled courtyards, Wang Er murmured:
"It's so noisy. When I get the chance, I'll have to peel you off and make soup. I won't be able to rest at ease even if I have to call you late."
Wang Er cursed in his heart and walked away.
Suddenly.
Wang Er saw a small stone in front of him, turned slightly, took a few steps forward, and kicked it hard. The stone flew into the distance.
"Isn't it just money?"
"Waiting for my son to be tested and found to have immortal qualifications, money, maids, and a courtyard are nothing."
Before he could feel relieved, Wang Er thought that his eldest son had been tested and confirmed that he had no immortal qualifications.
Now, all Wang Er's hopes were placed on his youngest son, but when he thought of that vague hope, his heart dropped a little.
Wang Er was beating the gong and shouting absentmindedly, a very smooth slogan:
"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful about the fire!"
Suddenly.
Wang Er saw a few lights and shadows flashing in the air. He rubbed his eyes with his sleeves and took a closer look, but found nothing.
Wang Er didn't pay much attention to this, thinking it was just a dazzle.
Immediately, Wang Er walked forward while banging the gong and shouting slogans he had shouted all year round.
Not long after.
Wang Er saw a red light pillar rising into the sky from the east.
See this.
Wang Er thought that this was the same as what the storyteller said, and it was exactly the same as the sign of the birth of an immortal treasure.
Thinking of this, Wang Er's heart was filled with excitement. He couldn't let others get this great opportunity.
"I never thought that I, Wang Er, would have such an opportunity."
Immediately, Wang Er inserted the mallet into his waist, stuck the gong on his back, spread his legs and ran towards the east.
At the same time, the gangsters, scoundrels, gamblers and prostitutes who had just come out from the Honghua Building to relax their body and mind, who were wandering around at night, saw this scene and ran over there one after another.
However, at this moment, a red light pillar also rose in the west, south, and north at the same time, and then turned into a huge red light shield, wrapping Anshan Fucheng.
suddenly.
Wang Er, who was rushing towards the place where the treasure was born, didn't pay any attention to the changes in the sky at this moment. He kept running forward with his head down, when suddenly he felt his energy and blood rising.
It seems that the blood in the body is constantly surging, and it feels like before getting married. The whole body is full of passion and the blood is gushing.
Wang Er felt that he could go back and fight his mother-in-law for three hundred rounds at this time.
If the mother-in-law who looked down on him all day long knew how powerful he was, she would be unable to get out of bed for at least three days.
Wang Er thought bitterly in his heart.
But at this moment, Wang Er didn't notice at all that his face was red, as if he was about to bleed.
Immediately, Wang Er felt wetness in his nose. He wiped it with his sleeve, and his sleeve was full of blood.
Suddenly, he stopped walking and saw the blood on his sleeves floating rapidly upwards.
Saw such a shocking and horrifying scene.
In an instant, Wang Er's burning heart cooled down.
At this time, he felt like he was in an ice cellar.
"Demon...demon!"
Wang Er's lips trembled and he whispered in a trembling voice.
Although he is an ordinary mortal, there have always been rumors of immortals and demons among the people, and immortals come every few years, so he is not as ignorant as the people in the mountain village.
The strange scene in front of me, coupled with the rumors of demons.
Wang Er can be sure that this is exactly the evil method used by the demon.
See this.
Wang Er ran away without hesitation. He knew that in the face of monsters, mortals had no ability to resist, and only immortals could kill monsters.
But no matter what, at this time, his steps seemed to be filled with lead, and he didn't obey orders at all. He fell to the ground before taking two steps.
Wang Er's eyes were dull as he watched the traces of his own blood turn into countless traces of blood, gathering into a huge blood ball in the sky above the city.
At this moment, he wished that an immortal would come and save him.
But God did not follow his wishes, and within a short time, Wang Er turned into an abnormally dry corpse without any moisture.
There are countless examples of this in Fucheng at this moment, but the huge blood balls floating in the sky are becoming more and more huge and bloated.
Anshan Mansion, in a private house.
A monk in the Qi-training stage continuously injects magic power into a jade talisman.
At this moment, the young monk's face was pale, cold sweat was constantly breaking out from his temples, and beads of sweat fell to the ground without even noticing.
This is such an incredible thing for a monk, and it can be seen how much psychological shadow this incident caused to this monk.
Zhao Xiao murmured:
"Quick!"
"Hurry up and connect!"
Zhao Xiao sensed the huge spiritual energy fluctuations as early as the moment the red light pillar appeared.
His original intention to investigate was immediately abandoned, and he immediately prepared for a strategic retreat.
However, before he could make any move, a huge light shield enveloped the city.
Then, Zhao Xiao tried various methods, but couldn't get out.
Because of the attack formation, he immediately attracted an evil cultivator who was at the peak of his late Qi training, and he almost didn't run away.
Zhao Xiao knew that the monk presiding over the formation in front of him was at least a monk in the foundation-building stage. He would not be able to control such a powerful formation during the Qi-training stage.
Immediately, he found a private house to hide, took out the sound transmission jade talisman, and injected mana into the sect to connect with him.
It's a pity that the formation in front of me, I don't know what kind of formation it is, can actually block the sound transmission jade talisman.
As a result, I haven't contacted the sect yet, and I feel the blood in my body keeps rolling.
At this time, he can still suppress it, but the formation in front of him has just begun to show its power, and the power behind it will definitely become more terrifying.
Zhao Xiao didn't know how long he could hold on.
Moreover, he knew that once all the residents in the city were completely dead, the high-ranking monk would definitely search again.
At that time, he would not be able to hide his traces under the noses of high-level monks.
Now, Zhao Xiao can only hope that the sect will discover the strangeness of Anshan Mansion as soon as possible.
Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and the magic power in his Dantian continued to surge, suppressing the blood boiling.
This method is the specialty of the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect. Zhao Xiao is very confident about it, but at this moment he has no way to inform the sect.
"If I can survive this time, I will definitely not take on guarding missions again in the future."
"Even if I join the patrol team, at least there will be a master who can rescue me. Now I call the sky, but the sky doesn't respond, and I call the earth, but the earth doesn't work!"
Zhao Xiao regretted in his heart that he had taken on this task and wished he could make a big mouth out of himself, while at the same time suppressing the increasingly surging blood in his body.
An hour later.
There was no blood streak floating in the huge blood-colored light shield.
In the sky above Anshan City, a huge blood ball was slowly rotating, and underneath the blood ball sat a monk with a simple and honest face.
Immediately.
Without hesitation, he physically flew to the side of the blood ball, and then took out a blood-colored jade bottle.
I saw the blood bottle blooming with a blood-colored halo, and a huge suction force came from the mouth of the bottle.
That bloated blood cell split into a huge torrent of blood and rushed towards the small mouth of the bottle.
Although the mouth of the bottle is small, not a trace of blood leaked.
In the short time it took for a stick of incense to be burned, the giant blood ball floating in the sky above Fucheng disappeared.
Then, the honest-looking monk in the foundation-building stage walked around the city.
suddenly.
He chuckled and said:
"I didn't expect that there was another fish that slipped through the net, and he was a disciple of the Baiyun Sect."
He stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and a stream of spiritual blood and a small bag flew in front of the foundation-building monk.
Then he put away the spiritual blood and storage bags, and led several monks to leave the purgatory-like city.
If Cheng Buzheng was here, he would definitely recognize the foundation-building monk.