When she saw Li Chen, Li Sao's face was full of bitterness and she complained about her experience.
At that time, Hongtu, a disciple of Dian Cang, rode a wild boar to travel. Unexpectedly, the wild boar suddenly went crazy and jumped out.
On the contrary, Li Sao was luckier and got rid of the other party's shackles. However, several large acupoints on her body were sealed by Gang Qi, which blocked her blood flow.
This also indirectly made his energy and blood fluctuations much weaker.
Li Chen also happened to find that the fluctuations on his body were abnormal, so he searched all the way.
"Bie Sun is a stupid pig. If you stick your butt out, anyone can ride it!"
"I finally found a spiritual bamboo shoot, and it took a big bite."
"It doesn't matter if you don't want such a stupid pig. Even if you find it, I will roast it."
Li Sao cursed all the way, but Li Chen fell into deep thought.
The Shushan Sect, the Nujiao Clan, the Diancang Sect, and the Ghost Sect that I encountered before, the geniuses of the four sects are not the parallel imports in the Blood Sea Secret Realm.
In the secret realm of the Sea of Blood, due to the infiltration of blood evil energy, the gang energy is mixed and mixed.
Li Chen can easily break through their aura with red lotus karma fire.
And now these geniuses each have their own strengths and are difficult to deal with.
As the saying goes, a man is not guilty of carrying a jade. If the spiritual bamboo shoots on Li Chen's body were discovered, it would probably cause disaster. The most important thing now is to go to Nuerzhai as soon as possible.
According to the regulations of the Bamboo Shoot Competition, the bamboo shoots are equivalent to a betrothal gift. As long as they arrive at Nuerzhai, they will be honored as a guest.
When the time comes, it will naturally be protected by Nuerzhai.
According to the map in hand, the entrance to Nuerzhai is at Wangxia Gorge opposite Fengbai Mountain.
The two of them made up their mind to pick a deserted place and walked in the direction of Duangwang Gorge.
…
Bang bang bang~
Punch to the flesh.
Shushan disciple Zhaoyang was breathing heavily, with beads of sweat on his forehead: "You dare to hit me! I'll beat the crap out of you."
Dian Cang disciple Hongtu was lying on the ground with bruises all over his body, his cheeks were swollen like steamed buns, his lips were trembling and he moaned: "I... didn't."
Hearing this, Zhaoyang's anger, which had already subsided by three points, suddenly swelled up and went straight to his forehead: "NND, I have never seen such a tough-talking person in such a long time since I debuted."
‘Bang Bang Bang~’
Three more punches.
"Not only are you rude, you're also fucking dishonest!"
Bang bang bang~
Punch to the flesh.
Hongtu has lost his human form.
In the bamboo forest a hundred meters away, several figures were lurking.
Five of the Canglang Seven Sons have arrived, but they still have no intention of taking action.
"Who was the one who was beaten?"
Wu Zhang, who had just come here, asked without understanding the situation.
Ding Yong responded in a low voice: "Dian Cang Hong Tu."
"Senior Brother Hongtu?"
The Diancang Sect and the Nujiao Clan have a very close relationship, and they usually refer to each other as senior fellow apprentices.
Wu Zhang looked at the unrecognizable Hongtu with disbelief on his face: "This... isn't it very authentic for us to just look at him like this?"
Ding Yong, the leader of the Seven Canglang Sons and the senior brother of everyone, sighed: "Ahem, the Seven Canglang Sons rely on strength in numbers to survive in the world."
"There are not enough people, and I don't know what I'm doing. Just wait, wait, and wait."
Bai Jun listened on the side, with the corner of his mouth trembling slightly: "Wait a minute, everyone will be in trouble."
…
Duiwang Gorge is located in the shade of Fengbai Mountain.
There are towering mountains on both sides, and a passage in the middle is like a giant ax digging.
One man can guard the gate, but ten thousand men cannot open it.
It is the only entrance to Nürzhai.
At this time, many men participating in the bamboo shoot competition were wandering around here, and most of them had bad intentions.
The bamboo shoots are equivalent to the betrothal gift for marrying a girl from her village.
However, the spiritual bamboo shoots on Fengbai Mountain have already developed spirituality, and many of them are magical. They are especially good at hiding, so they are difficult to capture.
As the name suggests, the key to the Bamboo Bamboo Shooting Competition lies in the word ‘win’.
Therefore, some people have a crooked idea. Instead of looking for bamboo shoots in the mountains, it is better to wait and see.
Anyway, there is only one road leading to Nuerzhai. As long as you stay at the entrance of Duangwang Gorge, you can wait for Lingsun to come to the door on his own.
Li Chen was also on guard and placed the bamboo shoots separately before coming here.
Plant one in the Jiuxiang world, take one for yourself and Li Sao each, and put the remaining two on Piao Ling.
Soon there were two disciples in black standing in front of the two of them.
Li Chen looked up and down, and finally fixed his gaze on the shade behind the two of them, covered by a huge boulder.
A thin man, also dressed in black, was holding a dogtail grass in his mouth and closing his eyes to relax.
Li Chen remained unmoved, holding the rosary in one hand and raising the other to his chest. At this time, he could no longer panic.
At Sesshoji Temple, politeness comes first.
"Amitabha, little monk Lichen, haven't you asked for advice yet?"
"Monk Wu Na, you are quite polite."
Li Chen felt very relieved that the external image of my Shasheng Temple must stand firm.
In this bamboo shoot competition, except for those few geniuses, he didn't take anyone else seriously at all.
The disciple in front of him gave a thumbs up: "The little bald donkey has also given you a boost of knowledge. This is our Black Wind Castle Ma Liangcai, why don't you bow quickly?"
Black Wind Castle was originally a bandit village in the Southern Wilderness. Later, it got an inheritance from someone unknown and transformed into a sect.
After decades of development, it has gained some prestige in the land of Xichui in southern Xinjiang.
Li Chen clasped his hands together and said, "It turns out to be the horse donor. I don't know why he blocked the way?"
As soon as he said this, everyone around him burst into laughter.
Ma Liangcai opened his eyes after hearing this, and waved his hand, and the laughter around him gradually subsided.
He spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth and sneered: "It seems that worshiping Buddha all day long has no effect. It has not opened up any enlightenment."
"Give him some advice~"
After speaking, he gave the two people in front of him a wink.
"Okay~"
The two disciples in black pulled out their lancets and slashed straight at Li Chen.
Li Chen remained motionless. When the blade was about to reach him, with a repulsive force, the two knives were fixed in the air and could no longer cut.
The two men looked panicked and did not wait for any reaction.
Li Chen then used his palm as a knife and slashed across their necks.
呲~呲~
If the knife is fast enough, when the blood spurts out from the wound, it will sound like the sound of wind, which is very pleasant.
Li Chen nodded, as expected.
[The disciple of Black Wind Castle was imprisoned in the Infinite Dungeon and endured the torture of Infinite Hellfire. I hope he can honestly tell everything he knows and successfully reform as soon as possible. 】
The laughter that seemed lively was gone, and the surrounding air became solid.
The dirt-free knife has no tricks, no sloppiness, and is clean and neat.
Two disciples fell down.
Ma Liangcai stood up, held down the sword on his waist, looked into his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Who are you?"
Li Chen laughed: "Little monk, Li Chen of Shasheng Temple."
Suck~
As soon as the words "Sasho Temple" came out, the air seemed to freeze completely.
Once upon a time, these three words were something that was kept secret in the entire world of cultivation.
For so many years, no one mentioned it, but no one dared to forget it.
"Sashoji Temple? Is it still there?"
Ma Liangcai squinted his eyes and saw that the long sword had been unsheathed.