"Who is Taishan...?" Lu Ye looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
"Don't you recognize me?"
Lu Ye shook his head. He had never heard of the name Taishan, and he didn't know why the person in front of him suddenly asked about this person.
The middle-aged man frowned, and the expression of the young man in front of him was not like a fake. Under his powerful divine exploration, it was impossible for a real lake realm to lie to him. From this perspective, the young man in front of him really knew Taishan.
But if you don't know, it doesn't mean you haven't seen it before.
Because only Taishan knew the method of refining the soldiers except him. He had learned the method of refining the soldiers with Taishan back then.
But at that time, he felt that this method of refining was too harmful to the world, so it was useless to abandon it.
Now that Taishan has used that method, the Taoist soldiers sitting cross-legged in front of him are undoubtedly from Taishan's hands, so he can subdue Dao Thirteen so easily. Otherwise, even if he is strong, he would not have let Dao Thirteen fall asleep with just one finger.
For people like them, killing an enemy is simple, and subduing an enemy often takes several times the power.
With the Taoist soldiers refined by Taishan beside him, he recited the next sentence that blood flowed through the ages, and the origin of the young man in front of him was about to come out.
But this cultivation level... seems to be a little low. Is this the help provided by my hometown?
"Where are you from Jiuzhou?" the middle-aged man asked.
Lu Ye's pupils shrank, his eyes filled with incredible expressions. He stared blankly at the middle-aged man in front of him. He almost thought he had heard it wrong, so he asked uncertainly: "What did you say?"
The middle-aged man smiled and asked again: "Which continent, which sect did you come from in Kyushu?"
Even though Lu Ye was calm and composed, he was shocked now.
He never thought that in this blood refining world, he could hear someone else mentioning the word "Jiuzhou". Many distracting thoughts in his mind rolled in, and he instantly reacted: "Senior... are they from Jiuzhou?"
The middle-aged man nodded: "Not only I am from Jiuzhou, but they are all from Jiuzhou."
Behind him, Jian Guhong and others looked at Lu Ye and their expressions became narrow-minded.
Lu Ye is from Jiuzhou, and they have already guessed it before. Because it is impossible for Taoist soldiers to appear in the Blood Refining Realm, let alone a Taoist soldiers in the Divine Sea Realm.
Only Jiuzhou will such Taoist soldiers be born.
But they did not confirm the matter before, so they did not explain to Lu Ye Yan. They only planned to take him back and ask in detail.
Now that I saw Lu Ye’s reaction, I knew that my guess was correct.
This young man really comes from Kyushu.
In this foreign land, I suddenly saw people from my hometown. Even if Lu Ye had a big gap in their cultivation level, I couldn't help but feel intimate and my mood fluctuated for a while.
After thinking about it carefully, Jiuzhou Tianji can use means to send himself to the blood refining world, and naturally he can send others here.
Now, before I could see that some monks from Jiuzhou had been sent here, and only monks from Jiuzhou had the courage and courage to create a human force in this Shenque Sea and fight against the blood clan endlessly.
Lu Ye finally put his hand down from the hilt of the knife, let out a long breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and clasped his fists and bowed: "Lu Ye, Bingzhou Bixue Sect, has seen you seniors."
After saying a word, Jian Guhong and others were stunned for a moment, and all looked at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was also stunned, stepped forward and grabbed Lu Ye's arm: "You are from Bingzhou Bixue Sect? Aoshan Bixue Sect?"
"Yes." Lu Ye found that the person in front of him had a little reaction.
Logically speaking, if he practices like this, his mind is stable, and even if the sky leans forward, he will definitely remain calm. However, in the moment, his breathing is a little unstable, which is obviously a sign of mental excitement.
"Bixue Sect, who is the one who is in charge of the family now?" asked the middle-aged man, his voice trembling slightly.
"My sect leader, Tang legacy!"
"Can he be safe?"
"Hello, okay." Lu Ye frowned slightly, and the other party grabbed his arm and hurt a little.
The middle-aged man obviously realized it, so he quickly let go of Lu Ye's arm and nodded constantly: "It's good to be safe, it's good to be safe!"
Lu Ye was shocked and wondered, and vaguely guessed that the person in front of him had a relationship with this sect, otherwise such cultivation would not have been so incapable of being so deficient, but who was he who was so concerned about this sect and the head sect.
"Senior, you are..."
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and showed a warm smile on his face: "My name is Feng Wujiang, I wonder if you have heard of it."
Lu Ye was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "Impossible!"
Feng Wujiang, what a well-known name.
Almost not long after he embarked on the road of cultivation, he heard of this name, and as he grew up, he continued to realize the weight of this name.
It can be said that the three words Feng Wujiang represent an era, not just him, but who doesn’t know about the entire Jiuzhou now?
The Bixue Sect is boundless when it succeeds, and the failure is boundless when it fails.
When this sect was able to enter the first-class sect, it was under the guidance of this senior brother that the senior brother died, and the sect gradually declined, and the remains remained. In the Lingxi battlefield, Lu Yeduo of the Yunhe battlefield was targeted by the Wanmo Ridge. Even if he entered the Bingzhou Guard, he was suppressed by his own Shenhai Realm because of Feng Wujiang.
Lu Ye’s view of this senior brother is very complicated. Of course, there is worship, but more of it is because he regrets that he can’t make a strong sense of steel.
He didn't know what happened back then, and no one explained it to him in detail, but the current situation of this sect is inseparable from this senior brother.
Even before he joined the Bixue Sect, Bixue Sect was almost removed from the list by Tianji.
Thoughts rolled in my mind. Looking at the person in front of me, Lu Ye frowned and said, "My senior brother has been dead for almost forty years. Don't lie to me."
Jian Guhong said, "The ones in front of you are the dead people who were once."
"What does it mean?" Lu Ye looked at him.
Jian Guhong said: "I am the North Xuan Sword Sect, the fifth generation of sword master."
The Dharma monk on the side smiled: "Leizhou Wanfa Sect, the seventh generation leader of the sect, Yue Ji."
Even the physical cultivation who had been silent said: "Bingzhou Zhengqi Gate, the third-generation sect leader, Meng Jie."
Gui Xiu Wuchang smiled and said, "I am not a sect leader, I am a casual cultivator, and I don't know if I say it." I don't know whether this is true or false, but Gui Xiu has always been low-key and mysterious, and he deliberately concealed his background.
Lu Ye was shocked by these simple words.
He didn't know when the third, fifth, and seventh generations happened, but now the sect leaders of these major sects in Jiuzhou have obviously been passed down for more than one generation. In other words, no matter who these people in front of him are, they are all old antiques, and they have lived for at least hundreds of years, perhaps even longer.
Beixuan Sword Sect, Zhengqi Sect, Lu Ye is familiar with it, and is a first-class sect in the Bingzhou Haotian Alliance.
The Wanfa Sect and Lu Ye of Leizhou also had a deal. At the Lingxi battlefield, which sect in Wanmoling in the core circle was not blackmailed by him?
Wanfa Sect is from Wanmo Ridge!
In the Jiuzhou World, the two camps fought against each other, but when they arrived at this blood refining world, the top strong men from different camps could live in peace and serve under the same person. How bizarre.
But it's natural.
Because this is not Jiuzhou, this is the blood refining world ruled by the blood clan. Whether it is the Haotian Alliance or the Wanmo Ridge, there is only one identity when it comes to this blood refining world.
Human monk!
No wonder, whether Jian Guhong, Wuchang, or Meng Jie, they all look a little old, because they don’t know how many years they have lived, and only Yue Ji is a woman who has the ability to keep her face and can’t tell her age, but her real age may not be younger than others.
These people were undoubtedly sent by Jiuzhou Tianji.
And it is definitely not delivered at one time, it should be delivered one by one at different times.
In this way, Jiuzhou Tianji has long been positioned in the blood refining world and has been using means to save the human race in this world. It has some results, but it is still difficult to change the general trend of the blood refining world.
In fact, there is one thing that has always puzzled Lu Ye.
That is, the life span of the Divine Sea Realm is generally very long, and living for thousands of years is basically no problem. Even if the life span is reduced due to one reason or another, it is always easy to live for hundreds of years.
The two major camps of Jiuzhou frequently confront each other, and there are many precedents of falling in the Divine Sea Realm, but it is not true that the Divine Sea Realm in every era will die completely.
Especially those divine sea realm that can lead an era like a senior brother.
If they were not dead, where did they go?
Perhaps some people are shutting down and comprehending the mystery above the sea of divine.
But it is also possible that he was selected by Jiuzhou Tianji and sent here!
Lu Ye suddenly realized that no wonder Jian Guhong and others were so powerful that a few people dared to kill among hundreds of thousands of blood clans.
Because they are not ordinary Divine Sea Realm, each of them has been a powerful man who has overwhelmed all the heroes and suppressed an era.
Only such people are qualified to be sent here by Jiuzhou Tianji.
Although Lu Ye didn't know what the price would be to send a person from Jiuzhou to here, it would definitely not be small, so not anyone could be sent here.
No one knew this before, and everyone thought they were dead.
Looking at the person who claimed to be Feng Wujiang, Lu Ye finally understood why when he first met him, he felt a little kind-hearted.
Because Feng Yuechan.
Feng Yuechan is his daughter, so naturally he has some shadows.
Just as he was lost, Yue Ji suddenly pointed to the side: "Look at that side."
Lu Ye turned his head and saw a white-haired old woman staggering over there, holding a crutch and staggering from a distance, trembling as if she might fall down at any time.
"Don't be fooled by her appearance. That's Grandma Jiu, the second generation of the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley. The oldest among us, who has lived for more than a thousand years. Don't offend her, otherwise you won't even know how to die. Even I grew up listening to her reputation."