The mouth of the Moyou Valley is quite narrow, only about seven or eight meters wide. There are two rows of peach blossoms that extend into the middle of the valley.
Zhang Ruochen quietly lurked towards the mouth of the valley. As soon as he got close to the peach blossom, he noticed something was wrong, so he immediately retreated backwards.
"Illusion formation." Zhang Ruochen was secretly shocked.
If it were not for his spiritual power to be sanctified, Zhang Ruochen would probably not be able to detect the fluctuations in the inscriptions of the phantom formation. This shows that the mental strength of the person setting up the formation is far greater than his.
The peach blossoms in front of you are not peach blossoms.
Everything in front of you is probably an illusion.
Zhang Ruochen's mental strength has reached level 50, but he still can't see through the illusion in the valley, and a chill can't help but rise from his vest.
"Ahem."
Zhang Ruochen coughed, his throat was slightly sweet, and crimson blood flowed from his mouth.
Previously, the holy energy of King Diyuan invaded Zhang Ruochen's body and ravaged the meridians and blood vessels, making it impossible for the wounds in Zhang Ruochen's body to heal.
The injury worsened further.
"Forget it, wait until you recover from your injuries before going to explore the valley."
Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared into the air and returned to Qianlong Hall.
Princess Mo Ran entered Moyou Valley, passed through peach trees and streams, and came to the outside of a vermilion attic with cornices. She bowed slightly, bowed to the attic, and said: "Master, this disciple is a step too late. The same saint has already arrived."
Killed."
In the attic, a very pleasant female voice sounded: "Elder Yuan Gui encountered a big trouble, so he asked us to help. We just try our best. If we can't save him, it's not a big deal."
After a pause, the woman's voice sounded again, asking: "Did you see who killed the same saint?"
Princess Moran hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke out and said: "The disciple found a familiar aura at the place where the same saint was killed, which is somewhat similar to the aura of Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space."
"Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space, how could it be him?"
In the attic, the woman's voice became a little strange.
Princess Moran said: "When I returned to the Blood God Sect, my disciple carefully checked this person's information. This person seems to have a very deep relationship with His Highness the Son of God."
"It's getting more and more interesting."
A soft laughter came from the attic, with a deep meaning.
Returning to Qianlong Hall, Zhang Ruochen immediately checked the injuries on his body. He was really seriously injured. All his internal organs were in tatters, and a large section of his meridians and blood vessels were severed.
In addition, there is an overbearing evil energy surging in the meridians and blood vessels. Wherever it passes, the impact of the holy energy is dispersed.
That is the holy power of King Earth Yuan, which is quite difficult to resolve.
"Fortunately, the one hundred and forty-three orifices have been sanctified, and the physical strength has been greatly increased. Otherwise, I may not be able to withstand the blow from the Earth Yuan Dharma King."
Zhang Ruochen operated the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra", mobilizing the holy energy in the sea of qi and the masculine energy in the mysterious embryo at the same time, running according to the meridian route of the fifth level of the mysterious embryo to level the demon sky, and refining the holy power of the Earth Yuan Dharma King.
In order to recover from the injury, the holy power must be resolved first.
The Dharma King of Earth Yuan's cultivation level has most likely reached the Heaven-reaching realm, so the holy power is naturally quite powerful. Only by inviting monks who have reached the Heaven-reaching realm can it be possible to dissolve that holy power.
Of course, the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" is an extraordinary cultivation method. As long as you practice it to a certain level, you can completely refine some evil forces in the world.
Sure enough, the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" did not disappoint Zhang Ruochen, and it only managed one great cycle to dissolve the Holy Power of Earth Yuan Dharma King by less than half.
Three days after the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhang Ruochen completely refined the holy power of the Earth Yuan Dharma King. Although the injury was not healed, his whole body became very relaxed. There was no longer that uncomfortable feeling, and the pain was relieved.
Now, with his strong body and strong holy energy, he is enough to support his injured body.
The Blood Moon Ghost King was the first to return to the Qianlong Palace, bringing back good news that he had killed the Earth Yuan Dharma King.
In the palm of the Blood Moon Ghost King's hand, he held a blood-red elixir, which was shining brightly and brightly. A small figure could be faintly seen inside the elixir.
A soul pill.
The elixir is refined using the holy soul of King Earth Yuan.
Zhang Ruochen said: "By swallowing an elixir refined from the holy soul of a saint in the Tongtian Realm, your realm will reach a higher level."
The Blood Moon Ghost King looked very indifferent, with no expression on his face as he put away the soul pill.
Zhang Ruochen said again: "The Holy Source of Dharma King Diyuan is of little use to you, leave it to me!"
"Don't forget, your cultivation level is not higher than mine. We are on equal terms now. At least you are not qualified to order me now. If you want the Holy Source, give me something in exchange for it." Blood Moon Ghost King said.
"That's fine."
Zhang Ruochen took out the wish-fulfilling vase and gently touched the mouth of the vase with his finger. Suddenly, a crimson sacred heart flew out.
Blood Moon Ghost King's perception was quite keen, and he noticed the holy soul in the holy heart. He quickly dodged over and grabbed forward with five delicate fingers.
In the Sacred Heart, there were loud screams, and the black-clothed monk's holy soul was forcibly pulled out.
Immediately afterwards, the Blood Moon Ghost King put his hands together, and two balls of ghost fire surged out, and soon the black-clothed monk's holy soul was refined into a holy elixir.
Blood Moon Ghost King's two jade-like onion-like fingers gently twisted the holy elixir and said: "What a powerful holy soul, on par with the holy soul of Earth Yuan Dharma King."
"The holy soul of a saint with spiritual power is naturally very powerful. As long as he is given a physical body, he can completely devour the soul of the owner of the physical body, and then take the body and be reborn." Zhang Ruochen said.
With Zhang Ruochen's current mental strength, even if his physical body is destroyed, as long as his holy soul and holy heart are still there, he can live another life.
Of course, in that case, his martial arts path will be ruined, and he can only be a spiritual saint from now on.
The Blood Moon Ghost King took out a holy source and threw it to Zhang Ruochen. Then, she entered the scroll world and prepared to refine two soul pills to further her cultivation.
Not long after, Elder Yuan Zhou, Shangguan Xianyan, Huang Yanchen, Jishui, and Zhao Shiqi returned to Qianlong Hall one after another.
Zhao Shiqi reported to Zhang Ruochen, "In the battle last night, we killed another twenty-one Half-Saints on the list. So far, we have wiped out more than half of the undead vampire clan. Moreover, Huang Xianzi took action and killed one more.
A giant in the holy realm of the immortal vampire clan."
"Well done, this is a treasure given to you."
Zhang Ruochen waved his finger lightly, and the Sacred Heart flew towards Zhao Shiqi.
Zhao Shiqi held the Sacred Heart with both hands, trembling with excitement, and quickly knelt on the ground, thanked Zhang Ruochen, and said: "Thank you so much for the gift from His Highness the Son of God. I will definitely die because of His Highness the Son of God."
Zhao Shiqi's mental strength has reached the peak of level 49, and he is only one step away from becoming a spiritual saint. As long as he refines the Sacred Heart, Zhao Shiqi has absolute confidence to become a spiritual saint.
There is a huge gap between a saint and a semi-saint in terms of status and strength.
How could Zhao Shiqi not be excited?
Elder Yuan Zhou seemed to be very preoccupied and was in a state of thinking all the time. When he noticed the Sacred Heart in Zhao Shiqi's hand, another sharp light appeared in his eyes.
"The same saint, that is the sacred heart of the same saint." Elder Yuan Zhou said.
Zhang Ruochen was quite unfamiliar with the higher-ups of the Blood God Religion and had never heard of the name Saint Tong, so he asked, "Who is Saint Tong?"
"He is a spiritual saint in Elder Yuan Gui's sect. According to his seniority, he should be regarded as Elder Yuan Gui's grandson." Elder Yuan Zhou said.
In addition to being a holy elder of the Blood God Religion, Elder Yuan Gui also created a sect of saints of his own and was one of the forces attached to the Blood God Religion.
Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "The person you met should be Elder Yuan Gui, right?"
"Why!"
Elder Yuan Zhou sighed, feeling very complicated.
Elder Yuan Zhou and Elder Yuan Gui are brothers and have had a friendship for hundreds of years. But now they are going to become life-or-death enemies. For him, it is indeed a hurdle that is difficult to overcome.
Zhang Ruochen asked: "What was the result?"
Elder Yuan Zhou sighed again and said: "I beat him seriously and was unable to kill him."
"Did you fail to kill him, or did you fail to kill him?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
"What's the point of asking this question now?" Elder Yuan Zhou didn't want to talk about it, and said: "Don't worry! I will definitely capture him with my own hands and bring him back to the Blood God Sect."
This matter is of great importance. You must know that if someone of Elder Yuan Gui's level escapes, the consequences will be very serious, and it is likely to bring a devastating blow to Zhang Ruochen and the Blood God Sect.
Zhang Ruochen stared at Elder Yuan Zhou for a moment, but finally did not ask further questions and said: "Qing Mo was chased by a holy elder from the Elder Pavilion and has not come back yet. Does your token work?"
"I will go there myself and definitely bring her back."
Because he could not bear the thought in his heart, he let go of a great enemy. Elder Yuan Zhou obviously felt that he had failed everyone and wanted to try his best to make up for his mistake.
"Wait a minute."
Zhang Ruochen thought of another thing in his mind and asked, "Does Elder Yuan Zhou know that there is a Moyou Valley in the ancient snow mountain?"
"Moyou Valley!"
Elder Yuan Zhou widened his old eyes and asked, "How do you know this place? It's a forbidden area there. You'd better put away your curiosity and never break in."
"What exactly is this place?"
Zhang Ruochen was even more curious, why was even someone like Elder Yuan Zhou so taboo on Mo Yougu?
"That's where the leader's wife lives. Anyone who breaks in will be doomed." Elder Yuan Zhou said.
"Madam of the leader?" Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised.
The leader’s wife is naturally the previous saint of the Blood God Religion.
Being able to become a saint means that the leader's wife must be an extremely talented person, and she is in the same era as the leader of the Blood God Sect and the four kings.
Even the cultivation level of the four kings has reached the level of Tongtian Realm, and the cultivation level of the leader's wife may be even more terrifying.
Elder Yuan Zhou added another sentence, saying: "Back then, the physique and talent of the leader's wife were still above the leader. She originally had a chance to become the leader. What is puzzling is that she took the initiative to give up the position of leader.
Instead, he lived in seclusion in Moyou Valley and never stepped out of Moyou Valley again."
"Just because she lives in seclusion in Moyou Valley does not mean that she has not interfered with the Blood God Sect's affairs." Zhang Ruochen said thoughtfully.
That leader’s wife may not be a truly powerful person.