The protector on the left saw that the protector on the right looked strange and asked her what was going on.
Meng Po Soup is always cooked under the supervision of Protector You. Although she has problems with drinking it, she will not say there is any problem.
"nothing."
The right protector put down the bowl and turned around to invite the sect leader.
When Protector Zuo saw that everyone had finished drinking, he raised his head and drank a bowl himself.
I make Meng Po soup every time and drink this soup every time I have blood transfusion. There is nothing to worry about.
With their physiques, it would be useless even if they poisoned the soup. Ordinary poisons would be of no use to them.
After drinking Meng Po Soup, Protector Zuo also felt a strange feeling in his body.
I have drunk it so many times and I have never felt like this before.
"What's going on?"
Protector Zuo said in surprise.
The elders who had tasted Meng Po Soup also found it strange that this year's Meng Po Soup was particularly warming.
"Protector Zuo, do you think Meng Po Soup is a little different?"
The leopard print elder asked doubtfully.
Elder Snake Pattern also said: "This year's Meng Po soup seems to be... particularly nourishing."
The four white-faced disciples felt the least, and they listened on the sidelines.
Other elders also said that this year's Mengpo soup seems to be particularly different.
Protector Zuo looked at the white-faced disciple who was making soup and asked: "Are the ingredients of this soup the same as in previous years?"
The white-faced disciple replied: "Same, same, no change at all!"
Protector Zuo felt strange, why is this happening?
Do you think too much?
"Forget it, let's go out and wait for the sect master."
Protector Zuo led 11 people out of the room and returned to the main hall of the Hall of Eternal Life.
Jiang Wu and the others watched the Zuo Protector come out excitedly, and the joy on their faces could not be concealed.
The white-faced guards and white-faced disciples who were watching had mocking looks in their eyes.
The protector on the left, the elders, and the white-faced disciples stood on both sides, waiting for the sect leader to come out.
The right protector walked into a crystal room. The walls inside were all made of crystal. The crystal walls were inlaid with luminous pearls. There were also crystals and luminous pearls under their feet. There was a crystal coffin in the middle, and inside lay a woman in her 40s.
This woman is dressed in a bright red phoenix robe, with a phoenix crown on her head. Her face is like the full moon, and she is extremely noble.
The strangest thing is that this woman looks like a dead person, but she still maintains the luster of her skin, and her pulse is still beating slowly.
This makes people wonder whether this woman is dead or not.
"Mom, I'll prepare the holy blood for you right away. Then you can talk to me again."
The sect master gently caressed the crystal coffin like a little girl.
The woman inside is the sect leader’s biological mother and Wu Sheng’s first wife, Yin Wugou.
The sect leader took his mother's surname and was named Yin Ling.
The Right Protector came over and bowed carefully: "Sect Master, the ceremony is ready."
The sect leader's ghost caressed the crystal coffin with sad eyes.
After a long time, he slowly turned around. When he saw the right protector, the sect master Yin Ling suddenly asked: "What's wrong with you?"
The right protector looked at the sect leader Yin Ling in confusion and said: "Subordinate... nothing happened."
Is it because of the Meng Po soup just now?
Yin Ling felt strange, could there really be something wrong with Meng Po Soup.
The sect leader Yin Ling just looked at it coldly and didn't say much. She was not sure whether it was true or not.
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.
Without further thinking, the sect leader Yin Ling left the crystal room and returned to the main hall, followed by the right guardian.
After walking up to the stage and sitting down, Protector Zuo led everyone to pay their respects.
"My subordinates pay their respects to the sect master!"
Everyone knelt down to pay homage.
The sect leader Yin Ling nodded slightly and everyone got up.
These pre-selected disciples saw the sect master for the first time, and they were shocked by his appearance.
Even through the crystal mask, one can still see the peerless face of the sect master Yin Ling, which is extremely luxurious and cold, just like the Holy Snow Peak, which has been frozen for thousands of years and is infinitely charming.
Protector Zuo stepped forward and said, "Sect Master, preparations for the Holy Blood Ceremony are complete. Do you want to start?"
The sect leader Yin Ling nodded slightly, and Guardian Zuo immediately stood on the left side of the stage and shouted loudly: "The holy blood ceremony begins!"
The surrounding white-faced guards and white-faced disciples chanted loudly: "If you want to live forever, the road is long, the blood will not be exhausted, and the karma will not be eliminated. If you want to live forever, enter this coffin, you will live forever, and enter the immortal path."
The disciple's chanting made everyone's blood rush, as if lying in the crystal coffin could lead to immortality.
Only Master Ziyun and the four others were very alert. The chanting just now kept talking about blood.
After reciting, the guardian on the left pointed at Jiang Wu and said: "Jiang Wu, lie down in, the guardian on the right will guide you into the path of immortality."
Jiang Wu didn't know the details, but still felt happy. He bowed his hands to the sect master Yin Ling and said, "Thank you so much, sect master, for giving me the art of immortality."
After saying that, Jiang Wu happily entered the crystal coffin.
Guardian Zuo immediately reminded: "Take off your clothes before going in!"
Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the people around him, and then glanced at the sect leader. It was really indecent to take off his clothes in such a place.
"A person who wants to live forever still cares about taking off his clothes?"
Protector Zuo's tone was sarcastic. Jiang Wu was young and vigorous, but also wanted to show off his figure in front of Miaoyin, so he actually took off his clothes and lay down.
Master Ziyun and Master Miaoyin secretly despised him. Compared with Long Chen, this figure is really... rubbish!
After Jiang Wu lay down, the right guardian became a little impatient and took off his clothes, then lay down in another crystal coffin.
Others know what the Right Protector looks like, only the pre-selected disciples have not seen it.
This is an extremely skinny and shriveled body, like an old woman in her seventies or eighties. She is not the fairy they imagined at all.
Mo Lin watched the two of them lie down and thought to himself: I thought it was a man against a man or a woman against a woman, but it doesn't seem to be the case.
The right protector's status is only lower than that of the sect leader, so why did she choose Jiang Wu?
Jiang Wu's cultivation is not the best, but... he is the youngest, and the quality of his blood is certainly the best.
After the two people lay down in the crystal coffin, the lid of the coffin was sealed, and the cold air continued to pour in, and their bodies slowly froze.
The sect leader Yin Ling stood up and walked to the stage, stretched out his two hands, and controlled the icicles in the crystal coffin with invisible Qi, like ice needles piercing the blood vessels of the body.
The strange thing is that although the body is frosted, the blood does not coagulate.
Slowly... the blood was extracted from Jiang Wu's body and exchanged along the 18 connected crystal tubes. Jiang Wu's blood flowed into the right protector's body, and the right protector's blood flowed into Jiang Wu's body.
Similarly, at a speed visible to the naked eye... Protector Right's body became plump and plump, as if he had regained his youth, while Jiang Wu quickly aged, from a young man in his 20s to shriveled, as if he had suddenly aged dozens of decades.
Same age.
This scene shocked everyone.
Master Ziyun and the other four people were even more shocked.
Everything is true!
Master Ziyun and Master Miaoyin thought that they had to exchange blood with Protector Zuo and the others, and their face became wrinkled and their whole body shriveled...
No wonder these people all wear masks, because they are all old and ugly and dare not show their true colors!
"Xu Zhi is right...this initiation ceremony is about drawing blood and exchanging blood..."
Gan Xin whispered.
The sound was very low, but it was clearly audible in the silent Changsheng Hall.
This sentence, like a clear ringtone, woke everyone up.
