Jiang Wang's voice was clear and not harsh, and spread easily throughout the square.
All the disciples of the Blood River Sect who were busy in a group all looked over.
Jiang Wang looked around with a calm expression: "We, Da Qi, guard Changluo with a hundred thousand troops to ensure that nothing happens to Changluo Caves. And I, Jiang Wang, Marquis of Wu'an, came to support Huoshui on behalf of Qi State. I wonder who is in charge here?"
The burly man who spoke earlier stood out from the crowd and made the first salute: "I am Yu Xiaochen of the Xuehe Sect. I am temporarily responsible for receiving all the helpers."
Speaking of which, this was Jiang Wang's first visit to the sect where the Heart-Eating Man Demonic Bear came from.
The treacherous methods of the heart-devouring human demon left a big shadow on him. Xiong Wen was also the first extraordinary monk to lead him to the edge of life and death, and thus began his "fate" with the human demon.
Just as he was about to chat with Yu Xiaochen, Si Yuan from behind had already stepped forward and asked directly: "Where is True Lord Blood River?"
If a strong man of Yan Dao doesn't want to be seen, there is no possibility of being seen. Si Yu'an walked out at this time, and Yu Xiaochen just saw him.
Obviously he recognized this important figure in the Southern Territory, and he hurriedly bowed: "Report to Mr. Si Zhenjun, my sect master has been in trouble."
Si Yu'an glanced at him and already knew the basics: "Are you Peng Chongjian's disciple?"
Peng Chongjian, the left protector of the Blood River Sect, is a famous master who can move mountains. The magical power of moving mountains is one of the more common magical powers. Many powerful people have become famous for it in history. Even the current Hai clan can also move mountains.
Magical powers are the signature of a strong man. But since ancient times, no one from any race has developed magical powers that can move mountains, but no one can match Peng Chongjian's attainments.
It can be said that the first time to move a mountain -.
Yu Xiaochen respectfully replied: "Master Bishan is my master. Are you going to get into trouble? I will lead the way for you."
"No need. I and Marquis Wu'an of the State of Qi were both involved in the disaster. I would like to inform you here." Si Yu'an said calmly, flicking his sleeves and disappearing with Jiang Wang.
From Tianmu Mountain to Kuhai Cliff, of course he could lead Jiang Wang directly to the disaster, but he still had to walk in front of the Blood River Sect's mountain gate. This was a sign of respect for the Blood River Sect.
Because the Blood River Sect itself is the portal of Disaster.
There is no reason not to say hello when walking through someone else's house.
….
Wow!
The tide roars.
When Jiang Wang came to his senses, he had already appeared above a body of water with Si Yu'an.
Complex emotions come from all directions, and endless negative perceptions try to infect the soul.
Jiang Wang then understood that he had arrived at the legendary Disaster. Si Yuan took him directly through the portal, skipping the cumbersome procedures of entering the Disaster.
The sky is a black cloud filled with negative emotions, and the negative emotions condensed in every wisp of cloud are enough to drive an inner monk with a firm Taoist heart crazy.
Throwing a determined outer monk into this "black cloud", I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to survive even a quarter of an hour.
But the troubled water under his feet was different from what he had seen before.
Extreme hatred, irresolvable resentment, eternal jealousy, the entire negative world is gathered here.
The disaster should be very complicated and cannot be described with specific colors, but the disaster here has a specific color - it is clearly visible and is as red as blood.
"This is a disaster," Jiang Wang muttered.
Si Yu'an's eyes were clear, he looked around and asked casually: "What?"
"It's different from what I've seen." Jiang Wang said.
"It shouldn't be red, right?" Si Yu'an said: "The Blood River Sect has a sect saying - 'The red color of the disaster water is the blood of my human race.'
When I say this, do you understand?"
Jiang Wang was silent for a moment.
I had always thought that the name "Blood River" was a little strange, plus the preconceived impression brought by Xiong Wen, as well as the Blood River Sect's unique methods such as "Soul-eating Blood Flame" and "Cuckoo Weeping Blood" were quite vicious.
Even though he knew that the Blood River Sect was the largest sect in the world that guarded the waters of disaster, he still had a bad impression.
But today we know why the Blood River Sect is called the ‘Blood River Sect’! Only then do we understand the heavy weight of the word Blood River.
"Fifty-four thousand years ago, there was a great and powerful man who was the leader of the three schools of Taoism, Confucianism and Buddhism. He founded a sect in Kuhai Cliff and left a legacy. Three hundred years later, the disaster was turbulent. This man stepped forward and
He fought alone to control the disaster, fought for one hundred and three days, and died of exhaustion. After his death, his blood and essence turned into a river of blood, forever separated from the disaster. "
"The real name of that powerful man is no longer known. The sect he founded has since been renamed the Blood River Sect. No one remembers the original name. All the sect leaders of the Blood River Sect in the past generations have been called True Lord Blood River, in order to commemorate this
A great and strong man."
"Era after generations of Blood River Sect monks have been forging ahead bravely and watered with blood. This blood river has gradually become a boundary river that blocks disasters. Many of the Blood River Sect's later Taoist techniques also originated from this blood river."
Si Yu'an said: "The water area you see is the Blood River. Strictly speaking, it is still a disaster water, but it has changed the nature of the disaster water to a certain extent. It is the first line of defense to block the disaster water."
He turned around and pointed at a suspended light door in the far sky: "That's the Gate of Mortal World. It's the third line of defense to block the disaster. We just walked out from there."
Although I came to Disaster in a daze and was unable to experience the process of passing through the Gate of Mortal World, I think it should be similar in nature to the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.
"What is the second line of defense?" Jiang Wang asked.
Si Yu'an didn't speak, he just patted the grass sword on his waist and looked at him again.
Jiang Wang then understood.
It's people.
There are countless cultivators like Si Yu'an, and like him, who drew their swords and rushed over as soon as they heard the disaster was coming.
The blood of human beings is the boundary river, the human sea is the boundary sea, and the human bones are the dams. Even though the water has caused misfortune for thousands of years, it is not allowed to enter the human world!
Jiang Wang pressed his long sword with his hand, recalling the past and thinking about the present, and felt his heart surge. For thousands of years, those who have returned to protect the world are truly heroic! While the two were talking, Si Yu'an suddenly turned his head.
Jiang Wang then looked around and saw a gradually solidifying figure appearing above the Blood River covered with black clouds.
This man seemed to be just an ordinary young man, with a mediocre appearance, even a little clumsy. He was wearing simple plain-colored Confucian clothes, and he did not have a romantic temperament, but he had a gentle and gentle style.
But to be able to appear here at this time and in this way, how could he be ordinary?
He first greeted Si Yu'an with a gentle and polite tone: "Master Si Pavilion, how is the situation here?"
Si Yu'an smiled bitterly: "Mr. Chen, I have just arrived."
He is dressed as a Confucian scholar, can be respected as sir by Si Yu'an, and has the surname Chen. This person's identity is already revealed.
Besides Chen Pu, the dean of Mugu Academy, who else?
Jiang Wang curiously looked at this great scholar of the time who wrote "A hundred calamities of life and death will never come back, and there is an extraordinary peak in the world." He felt that he was a gentleman like jade, and there was no hint of domineering air at all.
Even if he is already a top figure standing on the pinnacle of the extraordinary, he will never let any ordinary person feel the pressure.
The so-called spring breeze blowing on the face probably describes the feeling it brings to people.
If Senior Brother Wang Changxiang could have survived, maybe he could have grown into a person of such temperament, right?
Chen Pu sighed: "The scale of the disaster and turmoil this time is far greater than usual. I had to see it in person, otherwise it would be difficult to sleep peacefully."
"I have received the news just now." Si Yu'an said: "It is said to be the peak of the wave in the past hundred years, but there has never been anything like this."
The true king's methods are naturally extraordinary.
Jiang Wang was flown around by him, and he didn't know when he got the news.
Chen Pu frowned slightly: "Is Sect Master Huo in the inner room?"
Of course he was asking about the leader of the Blood River Sect. The real name of the current True Lord of the Blood River is Huo Shiji.
Si Yu'an said: "I haven't found it yet. I must have gone deeper."
Chen Pu nodded and looked at Jiang Wang again: "This little friend is the new disciple of Pavilion Master Si?" Si Yu'an said with a smile: "I think so, but he doesn't look down on a mere old sect." He nodded again.
Me? Who is more vindictive?
Jiang Wang didn't hear anything and stepped forward to greet him: "Jiang Wang, a junior, has heard about the disaster and the turmoil. I specially asked Lord Sizhen to bring me with him. Even though I have only a small amount of ability, I still want to make a small contribution."
"Young people are formidable." Chen Pu praised and said: "The situation is urgent, Master Si, please!"
He was actually unfamiliar with the world-famous Marquis Wu'an of Daqi. On weekdays, he immersed himself in classics in the academy and rarely asked about worldly affairs. If it hadn't been for this disaster and turmoil, he would not have left seclusion.
But although his praise is simple, it does not make people feel perfunctory, but there is a very sincere emotion in it. He is really happy for this young man's future.
Si Yu'an also said "please", and the two powerful Yan Dao men walked towards the depths of the disaster water together.
Living in the floating light, the endless scenery keeps passing by in front of my eyes.
Traveling with the two true kings of the time, Jiang Wang did not feel at ease. On the contrary, he felt the crisis more and more strongly.
To be continued...