Xia Qingyang was nervous, and the first reaction in his mind was that the servants in the manor were probably going to be miserable.
Then he felt deeply worried about his life...he was not yet developed in every sense of the word!
His brain was pounding. On the one hand, he was reflecting on the fact that he was still not stable enough in doing things, and on the other hand, he was thinking about how to get through this... But he felt that something was wrong. He was able to obtain a large amount of 'clean' blood without resentment, which came from various sources.
From this perspective, it is very beneficial to Xuechi and Madam Xuanyin, right?
The next moment, Mrs. Xuanyin said in a calm tone: "Master is now on the verge of overcoming the catastrophe, relying solely on this blood pool to suppress his realm... Do you think that with Master's level of cultivation, he would not be able to understand such a simple truth?
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"Do you think so many elders of my holy sect are so unwise?"
"If it were as you think, the area around Daqing Mountain would have been a land of death and bones."
Even though the blood pool was sweltering, Xia Qingyang's forehead was breaking out in cold sweat.
What happened to Mrs. Xuanyin who always slapped her first when meeting her, and never let go until she was slapped more than once? Why did she have to talk to him so much?
Mrs. Xuanyin seemed to have not spoken to anyone for a long time, and after a slight pause she started talking again...
"There is no doubt that a force can maintain an orderly inheritance. No matter how it behaves, there is a core rule that cannot be broken."
Xia Qingyang immediately had countless questions on his mind. The most important thing was, what was the use of talking to him suddenly?
Madam Xuanyin seemed to know his doubts in her heart, so she said directly: "If our holy sect wants to pass on the inheritance, do you think we will choose a madman or a mediocre person like Xueyi Xue'er as the true successor?"
"Now, the only people under my sect are Xue Gui, you and Xue Yu. These two and a half can become true legends."
"The rest of us are just grindstones for you and others."
"Enjoy this 'sharpening' experience, it will benefit you a lot in the years to come."
Thousands of emotions suddenly arose in Xia Qingyang's heart... Feelings, is the cruelty of this demon sect just an external appearance?
No, the Demon Sect is really cruel, but there are always 'rules' at the core of this Demon Sect... So how can there be true and complete violence?
Mrs. Xuanyin said: "Since you have performed the best in many school exams, I will give you a chance to ask questions...Is there anything you don't understand?"
Judging from this, are you really not prepared to pursue the small force he accidentally established in Suqing City?
Also, being able to take the worst beating... is considered excellent?
He had a lot of complicated things in his mind, but the question he finally asked was quite interesting...
He said: "Master, are you tired of the smell of blood?"
Mrs. Xuanyin tilted her head slightly in surprise. The perfect face on half of her face was also intoxicating in this bloody scene.
Unfortunately, Xia Qingyang kept his head down the whole time. He did not dare and would not look directly at the master's face.
Mrs. Xuanyin said coldly: "How did you see it?"
Xia Qingyang said: "Disciple just saw that the master only tasted those jars of blood and completely integrated them into the blood pool, including the 'C blood' that the master once praised."
He didn't know if it was right for him to reveal his intelligence at this time, but he felt that since Mrs. Xuanyin had said so much to him today, he might be able to take a gamble for his share of the property.
Mrs. Xuanyin nodded clearly and said: "I used to have to drink blood to practice kung fu, but now that I have become a master of blood evil, I no longer need to drink the blood of living people... If I were not ready to survive the tribulation at this time, why would I need to soak in it?"
In this dirty place."
Xia Qingyang immediately felt that he had made the right bet, and quickly and carefully took out a small pot of real wine from the Qiankun Spirit Basket.
He placed it on top of the pool of blood, pushed it two steps away, lowered his head and said, "Master, this is the spiritual wine brewed by the disciples who occasionally earned money during the year when they were away. Please taste it, master."
Madam Xuanyin laughed and said: "Other disciples come to see me with blood. The blood-clothed disciple even brings living people to me for bloodletting directly... You are quite unique."
As he said this, he saw the waves in the blood pool rise, and a tentacle-like flow of blood flexibly rolled up the wine jar and delivered it to Madam Xuanyin's hands.
She opened the jug and took a look... Seeing the sweet and mellow aroma of the bright red wine inside, she couldn't help but be surprised.
Then I tasted it slightly, and my eyes lit up...
With a sudden wave of his hand, the Qiankun Spirit Basket hanging on Xia Qingyang's waist flew up on its own... In an instant, this magic storage weapon shattered directly, and a large number of fragments fell out from it.
Among them was some special blood that he specially collected...but Mrs. Xuanyin ignored it and swept away the other two small bottles of wine.
Xia Qingyang was stunned and dazed.
Then he realized that this was the Demon Sect... Even if his master was being friendly to him one moment, he could dig out and take away all his wealth the next moment.
The only thing he was thankful for was that the [Shangqing Immortal Fire Talisman] was not placed in this storage space, otherwise his trump card would have been completely exposed.
At this moment, he didn't dare to say anything. He let the debris fall all around him and stood there with a low eyebrow, waiting for the master to speak.
Mrs. Xuanyin said lightly: "The place where you make wine in Suqing City belongs to me."
Xia Qingyang's heart suddenly twitched at first, then she said in surprise: "Thank you, Master, for your protection!"
Mrs. Xuanyin said unexpectedly: "I thought you would be resentful."
Sure enough, can practitioners of this realm have the ability to directly sense the emotions in people's hearts?
Fortunately, Xia Qingyang instantly thought about this matter from a different angle...
He said: "How can a disciple be resentful? In fact, the disciple was thinking about how to tell the master about this matter before, but he didn't dare... After all, this industry may not be able to last long without the protection of the master.
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Upon hearing this, Mrs. Xuanyin burst out laughing twice, and she could tell that she was in a really good mood.
She said: "You are smart."
As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her hand again, and a bright red sachet flew out from the depths of the blood pool.
She said: "If you break one of the magic weapons of the universe, I will give you a new one."
"You can take these bits and pieces on the ground for yourself. There are also some mortal belongings that I accumulated in my early years, so I will give them to you to maintain the expenses there..."
Xia Qingyang took the bright red sachet with some trembling, as if he was excited... but actually he was scared.
It was one thing that the painting style of this sachet did not suit him, but what really made him uneasy was... He knew that the master was actually a tribulation cultivator, so he had to leave some surveillance or other traces on this sachet.
Don’t be too simple!
However, the elder's gift was irresistible... and he died on the spot.
He groaned again in his heart... It was too difficult for him, this demon sect was really difficult to get into... He wanted to lie down again.