"Later...on that ancient red blood plain there were mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and evil spirits."
"It is precisely because of this that the ancient plain that originally had no name got the name of Red Blood."
Mu Yangzi's tone was heavy, and his face was full of complexity and helplessness.
This past is something that many people from all walks of life are unwilling to face.
Because it's not glorious.
and.
Under the deliberate cover-up by the older generation of Baijia, many younger people from Baijia did not even know about this past.
Just like the sound of the sword in the sky.
He was born in the Legalist family and was once the genius of the Legalist family, but he knew nothing about the past of the original Baijia family.
Now that I heard about it from Mu Yangzi, I realized that there was such a thing.
My heart was also greatly shocked.
If it were in the past, Jian Tianming might not believe it.
But since these words came from Mu Yangzi's mouth, there is absolutely no lie.
Mu Yangzi is a member of the older generation of the Taoist sect, and he has already made a name for himself in ancient times.
When he was young, he escaped into the original world with everyone in the Taoist sect.
He must have gone through those years.
"Since then, ominous things have often happened on the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains."
Mu Yangzi continued.
"Every few years, thousands of roars will be heard from the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plain, just like the desperate roar of a person before death. It is creepy."
"And some people who set foot in the Red Blood Ancient Plains will feel inexplicably in a trance and their blood will be cold."
"There are still people who have fainted on that ancient red blood plain for no reason, and their whereabouts are even unknown."
"Today, there are hundreds of people missing in the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains."
"To the point that very few people now dare to set foot on the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains."
After everyone heard this, they had some understanding of the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains.
"It's really a weird place."
Ye Qingyun said in surprise.
"However, an ancient cave has appeared in the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains, and there is also talk of the existence of Qilin Blood. It is estimated that many people are rushing to the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains now. I wonder who spread this news?"
Kunlunzi frowned and said.
"There is indeed something fishy about it."
Mu Yangzi nodded.
"If there really is Qilin blood, the person who discovered it should have kept it all to himself, yet he actually let the news spread."
"It's like...deliberately trying to attract people from all walks of life to the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains."
Speaking of this, several people looked at each other.
Ye Qingyun also touched his chin.
"If you say so, then this is a trap?"
Mu Yangzi shook his head.
"The trap shouldn't be there yet. There's so much movement this time. There should be quite a few people from the original Bai family going to the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains."
"No one dares to set up such a big trap."
After some discussion, several people finally decided to go take a look.
Although this matter seems a bit strange, after all, all the forces will go there.
Even if something goes wrong, with so many people here, it won't be too dangerous.
The group set off immediately.
He immediately headed to the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains.
...
A few hours later.
Ye Qingyun and his party met many forces from hundreds of families on the way, all heading for the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains.
When these hundreds of forces saw the flag of Taixuan Palace, they all showed awe on their faces and took the initiative to come forward to salute.
Of course there are also those who turn a blind eye.
Forces such as the Military Clan and the Yin-Yang Clan have no respect for Taixuan Mansion, and they will treat it as if they haven't seen it when they encounter it.
It didn't take long.
The group of people had already approached the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains.
"Master Ye, that's the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plains."
On the flying boat, Mu Yangzi pointed to the earth in the distance and said.
Ye Qingyun and others looked at what Mu Yangzi was pointing at, and couldn't help but look shocked.
A huge plain.
It has a vast territory, at least tens of thousands of miles across.
The plains are dark red in color.
It really seems to be dyed red with blood.
Not close yet.
I could already smell a very pungent smell.
That's the smell of blood!
But because too much time has passed, the bloody smell has settled in the soil and rocks under the plain.
Keeping the smell lingering all year round.
And it is getting stronger and stronger, as if they were the original native creatures who died here, and their resentment is getting deeper and deeper here.
In my ears, there seemed to be strange, penetrating screams that kept ringing.
It makes people feel uncomfortable.
Just seeing this ancient red plain made Ye Qingyun and others deeply feel the ominous name of this place.
"Amitabha!!!"
Huikong looked at this ancient plain with a compassionate look on his face.
"There is a lot of resentment in this place, which is caused by countless holy spirits who refuse to rest in peace."
"The poor monk can't bear to set foot here, and hopes to be able to chant sutras for the souls who have died in this ancient plain and be saved."
Ye Qingyun nodded.
"Okay then, just stay here and we'll go in."
"Holy Son, be careful in all things."
Feizhou continued to go, while Huikong stayed in the air, silently chanting sutras for the dead creatures on the Scarlet Blood Ancient Plain.
There are already many people on the ancient plain.
All parties came after hearing the news and wanted to find out.
Confucianism, Taoism, Legalism, Mohism, military strategist, Yin-Yang school and other forces.
Almost all arrived.
The usually deserted Crimson Blood Ancient Plain seemed a bit lively at the moment.
"Brother Dao!"
Not far away, Shushan Chang Qingzi and others took the initiative to come.
"Fellow!"
Mu Yangzi and others also leaned over.
Both sides meet.
Chang Qingzi and other senior officials of Shushan all saluted Ye Qingyun with clasped fists.
Especially when Ye Qingyun was accompanied by Da Mao, he looked even more awed.
"Huh? Are our two families the only ones coming from the Dao Sect? Where are the Yuxu Palace, Sanqingguan and the others?"
Mu Yangzi couldn't help but wonder when he saw that there were no other Taoist sects here except those from Shushan.
"They'll be here later."
Chang Qingzi said.
at this time.
The Confucian Academy also came closer and took the initiative to say hello to Ye Qingyun and others.
Although Confucianism and Ye Qingyun had an unpleasant quarrel before.
Especially in Shuxianglongyuan, even the leader of the front yard, Zai, died because of his grudge with Ye Qingyun.
But now, because of the relationship between Yan Zheng and the old man fishing, there is no grudge between Confucianism and Ye Qingyun.
They had even dispatched together before to help Ye Qingyun fight against the Seventh Military Army.
Ye Qingyun said hello to the Confucian people, but did not see Yan Zheng.
After asking, I found out that Yan Zheng had no interest in things here.
So I didn’t come.
Ye Qingyun thought about it, Yan Zheng was different from ordinary cultivators.
Even something as rare as Kirin blood could not arouse Yan Zheng's interest.
"Master Ye!"
A familiar voice sounded, and Ye Qingyun turned around and saw that it was someone from the Mohist Shengong City.
The leader is none other than the city lord Zhao Ding.
"City Lord Zhao, you are here too!"
Ye Qingyun smiled and greeted.
Zhao Ding's face was filled with joy, and he hurriedly came to Ye Qingyun, and saluted Ye Qingyun with clasped fists in a very respectful manner.
"Mr. Ye, after we said goodbye that day, I miss Mr. Ye very much, and I am looking forward to when Mr. Ye can come again."
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.
Isn't this old Zhao an old pervert?
Why do you speak so crookedly?
"City Lord Zhao, are you just here too? Do you know the situation here?"
Ye Qingyun asked curiously.
Zhao Ding just wanted to speak.
Suddenly, there were waves of exclamations in the distance.
"This is Sword Master Beichen!"
"There are also Cangyun Sword Master and Yufeng Sword Master!"
"No! Even Sword Master Zhenyue is here!"
...
Everyone looked at the sound.
I saw two figures standing side by side on the sky not far away, with sword energy lingering around them, making half of the sky seem to be changing.
Those two people were Cangyun Sword Master Yun Wuxiang and Yufeng Sword Master Feng Wuhen.
Two great sword masters, two brothers.
Show up now!
Opposite the two sword masters, stood a thin, gloomy-looking young man, dressed in a plain white robe, exuding a cold and biting aura.
This person is none other than Sword Master Beichen!
Ranked seventh among the Nine Great Sword Masters!
Farther away, a huge sword stopped in mid-air.
It is the Juque Sword.
Nangong Yu sat on the giant sword, looking at the three sword masters who were confronting each other, and then turned back to look in the direction of Ye Qingyun.
"He's here too."
Nangong Yu felt a little happy.
Four of the Nine Great Sword Masters appeared immediately.
Although they are the bottom four.
But such scenes are extremely rare.
"These four sword masters aren't going to fight here, are they?"
"It's very possible! Looking at this posture, both Yufeng Sword Master and Cangyun Sword Master seem to want to challenge Beichen Sword Master."
"Tsk! But these two are probably no match for Beichen Sword Master."
...
Sword Master Beichen looked at Yun Wuxiang and Feng Wuhen, with a hint of contempt on his cold face.
"I came here for the Qilin blood, not to compete with you in sword competition."
Feng Wuhen grinned.
"What? Are you scared?"
"Afraid?"
Sword Master Beichen smiled coldly.
"You two brothers have challenged me several times, but how have you ever been able to survive a hundred moves in my hands?"
"What's more, I've made another breakthrough recently. Even if you brothers join forces, I'm afraid they won't be able to defeat me."