Zhuo Yifan originally planned to wait until he arrived at the seminary to inquire about the news, but now that he heard Yunfeng reveal his identity as a disciple in the outer courtyard of the seminary, he quickly inquired about his father's whereabouts.
Sixteen years, sixteen years later, Zhuo Yifan finally got a glimpse of the outline of this majestic and tall man in his heart. There was an indescribable excitement in his heart.
"Zhuo Lie?"
Yunfeng lowered his head and thought carefully, first shook his head, and then sighed: "There are people named Zhuo in the temple, but I don't seem to have told you about the person you mentioned when he entered the Blood Prison.
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"Sixteen years ago." Zhuo Yifan said without thinking.
"Sixteen years ago?" Yunfeng was surprised. The flow of time in the blood prison is different from that in the real world. For sixteen years in the outside world, this person has spent at least fifty years in the blood prison. Yunfeng spent his time in the blood prison.
It took ten years for him to become a disciple of the outer sect. If he was still alive, the fifty years of practice in the Blood Prison would be enough to make him grow to an unimaginable level. At least he would be an inner sect, or even an elite.
"I'm sorry, I don't know the person you're talking about." Yunfeng shook his head: "After spending sixteen years in this world, this person has lived in the blood prison for at least fifty years. If he is still alive, absolutely.
Being able to support a small world in the blood prison is not something that I, a disciple from the outer courtyard, can admire. If he enters the elite pavilion of the academy, all information and whereabouts about him will be blocked. Even if you arrive at the seminary, I am afraid you will also inquire.
Less than.”
"My father must still be in the Blood Prison. Even if I traverse the entire world, I will still find him..." Although Zhuo Yifan was a little disappointed, he found out about the Zhuo family. There was still hope!
The various connections in the seminary are inextricably linked and are no small matter. With his current strength, if he reaches the point of bloody battle and immediately enters the seminary to look for his father, that would be courting death.
Moreover, the people in the temple are all monsters, and he cannot deal with them. Therefore, even though he has not found out about his father, he is not in a hurry. He will never act rashly without a foolproof plan.
"Okay, I have to take the first step. There are still many newcomers waiting for me to arrange. Accumulate bloody battle points and continue to strengthen yourself. There will always be a day when you will stand out. When you enter the temple, you will be able to dominate the world."
Then, Yunfeng marked the Longming Courtyard to indicate that someone was already living here. He also warned Zhuo Yifan and his party to keep to themselves and not to fight with others. If you want to take action, try to leave as early as possible.
Don't be too showy, relationships in the Blood Tower are complicated, and it's very common for the older generation of monks to bully newcomers.
Afterwards, Zhuo Yifan walked out of the Longming Courtyard alone to check the situation. He walked to the railing, first shot around, and after confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he looked straight at the bottom floor. With his current eyesight, let alone the people on the ground floor.
, even the ants in the cracks in the ground can be seen.
"Haha! I thought it would be difficult. These spiritual beasts are much more expensive than those in the forest." A newcomer with late-stage innate cultivation proudly touched the blood talisman on his wrist, and heard the sound of the blood talisman.
The ancient demon's spiritual imprint made a cold voice: "Current bloody battle point: 0.1"
"We just killed a second-level spirit beast together. We each received 0.1 bloody battle points. Isn't this too little? How about killing higher-level spiritual beasts directly? In this case, we should get a lot of bloody battle points.
"The bald man standing next to the innate monk muttered.
"Why are you anxious? You can't rush this kind of thing. If we deal with high-level spiritual beasts all at once, we may be directly counterattacked. What we want now is stability, understand? Wait until you accumulate enough bloody battle points, strengthen yourself, and then enter the underground
Level area, enter the temple, and finally become famous!"
Hearing his teammate's rebuttal, the man nodded silently and stopped talking.
"Current bloody battle point: 0.1."
He activated the blood talisman again, and when he heard the voice inside the blood talisman, he smiled from ear to ear. Fortunately, the big demon had no consciousness or thoughts of his own, otherwise he would definitely be annoyed to death by this guy.
"Hahaha! It's so cool! That's the voice! I want to keep accumulating! Keep accumulating! From now on, my bloody battle point will be 1! 10!! And then 100! Infinite accumulation!" This innate monk has a big ambition.
laugh.
However, at this moment, three people slowly walked over from the side and surrounded the two of them.
"Haha, the newcomers this time seem to be very aggressive." The leader is tall, handsome, and elegant, like a gentle scholar, but his strength is extremely strong, and he has the cultivation level of the second level of Jindan. Naturally, there is a person entrenched in Dantian.
He has a vast amount of spiritual power, and despite his gentle manner, he is definitely a deadly person who kills the victim with one strike.
Standing next to him were his two followers, who were equally tall, handsome, and extraordinary in their strength. They were in the middle stage of the Sanxuan Palace Realm and had perfect strength. The three of them wore the same Taoist robes, with "Hua Hua" written in big gold on the back.
The word "heart".
Obviously, this is a small team sent from Huaxin Courtyard, and this deadly scholar is the leader of this small team.
"Who are you? What do you want to do!"
This innate monk is not a dull person. When he saw the attitude of these three people, he knew that they were coming with bad intentions: "I don't have anything valuable on me! Don't try to trick me!"
A tall and thin man in the Sanxuan Palace realm came out, with a strong and strong body, and said with a ferocious smile: "What do you want to do? There seems to be nothing worth plundering from you newcomers, except for the bloody battle spots! Let me tell you, we are the transformation
People from the Heart Courtyard are now charging protection fees! I advise you to pay all your bloody battle points to avoid suffering physical pain."
To plunder the blood battle point, the holder of the blood talisman needs to order it in person before the conversion can be carried out. Therefore, these people did not take direct measures and directly used power to force them. If it didn't work, they would use fists and kicks. Of course, they would control the heat.
We won't beat them to death directly. Otherwise, it will be troublesome to report them to the manager.
"Hmph! You want to steal our hard-earned bloody battle points? I tell you! No way!" This innate monk was neither humble nor arrogant. He put his hands behind his back and smiled righteously: "This is the first floor! In front is the Hall of Merit, with the Blood Tower.
I don’t believe you are such a manager and dare to blatantly bully students!"
"Haha, Mr. Lin, the newcomers this time are really awesome." Another Sanxuan cultivator concurred, "Do you want to beat them up first and let them remember their last names?"
"Beat!" The deadly scholar named "Young Master Lin" waved his hand, and the two Sanxuan followers suddenly took action. Before the innate monk and the key guy on the side could react, their thoughts just moved, and they heard something in their ears.
There was a tearing sound of strong wind, and a palm came out of the air, like a demonic hand derived from nothingness, and slapped the abdomen of the two people like ghosts and gods. The sound of bone cracking suddenly sounded, judging from the sound
, both of them had no less than three broken ribs.
"I'm warning you again, hand over the bloody battle point, I don't want to take action." The fatal scholar opened the golden jade folding fan and stepped on the innate monk, his tone was arrogant and unreasonable.
"So domineering!" Zhuo Yifan was on the top floor and saw everything. This deadly scholar had obviously been in the bloody building for some years. To him, the latter's mere 0.2 bloody battle point, he
I haven't taken it seriously yet.
His purpose in doing this was simply to establish his authority and tell all the newcomers that there was a "Hua Xin Courtyard" in the Blood Tower.
Zhuo Yifan watched helplessly as the two newlyweds handed over their bloody battle points and left angrily. He was about to return to his "Longming Courtyard" to discuss the plan with the others, but he didn't know that the one on the ground floor was seizing the opportunity.
The scholar was ordered to shoot him with a look, but he actually looked at himself!