Song Que had a look of horror on his face and looked at Li Xiaobai in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
Immediately outside the door, a group of disciples broke in and said respectfully.
"This person spoke rudely to me, and his words were often frivolous. Please teach him the rules of the Blood Demon Sect. Don't let others see my jokes!"
Li Xiaobai waved his hand and said calmly.
"yes!"
Several disciples responded and directly suppressed Song Que and dragged him out without saying a word.
"Boy, boy, why is this so!"
"Have you forgotten the time when we fought side by side?"
"It's me, Song Que who was guarding the border areas of the Fairy Continent back then!"
Song Que couldn't believe that Li Xiaobai actually asked people to take him away without saying anything. He struggled violently, but was eventually dragged out by his disciples.
During this period, Li Xiaobai noticed that although Song Que's limbs were somewhat stiff and trying to resist, the power of immortality did not appear around him. It was obvious that the person in front of him was just like him, he did not dare to use his strength and was also afraid of revealing his secrets.
There is no doubt that he is a fake. Li Xiaobai is convinced that this guy is the spy placed by the Son of Blood beside him. His strength is by no means as simple as the Third Realm of Immortals. He is just to test out his own tone. Unfortunately, he is too anxious. Between words,
I forgot the homesickness I feel as a wanderer in a foreign land.
"Huh, you still want to deceive me?"
"If you were really betrayed by someone close to you, how could you deliberately suppress your own strength?"
"Liar? Just save it, I am studying this major!"
Looking at the group of people walking away, Li Xiaobai's lips curled up into a sneer unconsciously. It was easy to deal with this impostor. As the saying goes, the King of Hell is easy to meet but the devil is difficult to deal with. The person pretending to be Song Que must have superb cultivation. In this case
, in order to maintain his lowly status, he must not dare to show his cultivation in front of others, otherwise he will be exposed in an instant.
Once the unfortunate eyeliner was removed, he was free and could explore the blood pool on his own.
the other side.
Tianmo Peak, inside the main hall.
The figure shrouded in the black mist smiled strangely: "This Bald Qiang must have a big secret. Even if he doesn't know Li Xiaobai, at least he is acquainted with him. I want to see what tricks you can come up with!"
"I just didn't expect that there are still people in the world today who are immune to the influence of blood energy and have strong souls. They actually find that the Blood God Son who appears many times is not the same person. I am afraid that his strength and cultivation are higher than those of many elders of the sect."
The black shadow murmured in a low voice. The most important reason why the Blood Demon Sect has been able to rule for so long is that he can influence the souls of the monks in the sect and let them see what he wants everyone to see, whether they are ordinary disciples or saints.
Elder Jing is the same, living in a half-dream and half-real sect, and everything must be obeyed by him.
But this bald man had been in the Blood Demon Sect for three days, and he didn't react at all. His mind was still abnormally clear. He even asked the Blood Demon elder why the sect leader's voice was different, and he needed to be vigilant.
"Just wait, as long as you find out your true identity and capture your weak points, even your great magical powers will have to surrender!"
…
at the same time.
Outside the blood pool.
Li Xiaobai carried the small wooden box and returned to the mountain gate again. Looking at the familiar faces, he said, "Have you received the order? Can the Sa family come in this time?"
"Sir, please, you can use the blood pool for twelve hours. Please withdraw in time."
The leading disciple said as before, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Twelve hours, are you mistaken? The sect master's handwriting clearly mentioned three days, and the remaining two days were eaten by you?"
Li Xiaobai cursed.
"Three days?"
"It's impossible. The sect leader agrees and only gives you one day to practice. Please don't make it difficult for us."
The disciple felt so miserable that he couldn't explain it. He couldn't get rid of someone like Li Xiaobai, and he was so stubborn that he would pester him and beat him to death.
"Haha, what you received was just an oral instruction. I have a decree here in the Sa family!"
Li Xiaobai turned his wrist, took out a scroll, unfolded it, and clearly wrote a line of large characters on it: "Quasi Bald Qiang entered the blood pool to practice for three days!"
"this……"
A group of disciples couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw the handwriting on it. It was indeed the sect master's handwriting. Not everyone could imitate the mysterious and terrifying power emanating from it.
But the instructions I received said that I must keep an eye on this bald man, and when the time is up, I must let him out immediately, and I must not stay any longer.
"Please allow me to confirm this matter with the superiors."
The disciple said with some embarrassment.
"Are you questioning the sect leader's decision?"
"You don't trust the Blood Demon Sect?"
"Or do you mean that you don't trust the Sa family?"
"The Sa family is about to go into battle for the Blood Demon Sect and kill the enemy. The battlefield will be stained with blood. How dare you doubt me? Do you believe that I will dig a hole here and bury you?"
Li Xiaobai narrowed his eyes, became furious, and shouted harshly.
The barbed mace in his hand tightened unconsciously, and all the guarding disciples swallowed unconsciously.
"this……"
"But……"
The leading disciple was still a little hesitant. He saw that the decree was indeed true, but he always felt that there was something wrong. His eyes were fixed on the three characters of "three days", as if he wanted to see some clues.
"This decree is true. If you don't believe me, I'll pull down the words and show them to you."
Li Xiaobai noticed the other party's gaze and directly took down the three characters and waved them around in front of several disciples.
"It's true, no problem!"
"Sir, I have offended you so much, please don't blame me!"
The leading disciple immediately cupped his fists and knelt down on one knee. The handwriting was indeed written by the sect master. Even if he took it down, he could still feel the majestic power contained in every stroke on it. What he was worried about was that the bald man secretly wrote a
It was changed to three, but now it seems that the breath of each stroke on the word "three" is undoubtedly that of the sect master. This character was written by the sect master, and there is no trace of any change. There is nothing wrong with it after three days of practice!
"Humph, it's good to know. Next time, be more proficient in your business, so as not to waste your time."
"By the way, has my disciple ever entered the house? You didn't make things difficult for her, right?"
Li Xiaobai put away the scroll and said calmly.
"No, Senior Sister Mengqi's procedures are in compliance with the procedures and you can enter for five hours."
The disciple said immediately, with cold sweat oozing out from his forehead, for fear that the cruel bald man would give him a stick if he was unhappy.
"That's fine. You can go and have some fun. You can go to Sa's house."
After saying that, Li Xiaobai raised his feet and walked inside, with a proud smile in his eyes.
Of course, the Son of Blood God only gave him one day to practice. The three words on the scroll were taken from the letter and pasted on them.
Don't forget that the invitation letter to the Hongmen Banquet was also written by the Son of Blood God himself. It would not be a problem to just take out two strokes and paste them together to form a three-character letter.
Who knows the situation in the blood pool? How can one day be enough? If everything goes well, we can escape in three days!