In Xiyuan Prefecture, Chu Kingdom, there is a valley not too far from the sea. The large restricting formation that enveloped the outside opened a gap, and five or six dazzling rays of light shot out. They lingered over the valley for a moment, and then turned into various colors of escaping light.
, scattered in all directions.
The speed of each of these light escapes is astonishing, far exceeding the escape speed of the monks in the Danjie stage. Coupled with the unfathomable aura, they are undoubtedly Yuanying stage monks.
Outside a lobby in the center of the valley, an old man with a withered complexion quietly watched the departure of the group of Nascent Soul monks. Beside him were five men and women with angry expressions on their faces.
Behind them, there was a male cultivator lying on the ground with a face full of pain, lifeless. Judging from his expression, he was in great pain before death.
"Uncle Master, are we going to let the ten sects bully us?"
"Yes, Uncle Master, Master Nephew Tian and Master Nephew Cai's soul cards have been shown to them, and they were all broken into pieces, which means that the two Master Nephews have died in Demon Island."
"Even so, they still have to take turns searching for the soul of Senior Brother Yue, leaving Senior Brother Yue's soul to burst to death without even a chance for reincarnation."
"Uncle Master!"
The old man with a withered face listened quietly to the words of several people, with no expression on his face, and said hoarsely: "Shut up!"
This cry, which contained the magic power of the Nascent Soul stage, immediately made these Dan-jie monks quiet down and quietly looked at their sect's only Yuanying stage master uncle.
The old man was silent for a while and said: "If I don't do this and sacrifice my nephew Yue, I'm afraid our sect will be massacred by the ten sects together like many years ago, leaving only one pill-forming monk and many foundation-building monks.
It’s just to keep the name of the Red Refining Sect.”
"Thanks to Senior Nephew Yue, who was still operating the soul-locking secret technique until the soul dissipated, we were able to preserve the biggest secret of our sect."
"But don't worry, the top ten sects have treated the Scarlet Lian Sect like this, and I, Tu Tiancheng, am not someone to be bullied. Come back to the main hall here in a month and I will arrange the next arrangements for the sect."
Then the old man turned into a gray escaping light and shot away deep into the valley, leaving behind several monks in the alchemy stage who looked a little excited.
This old man with a withered complexion was the only Nascent Soul Stage cultivator of the Scarlet Refining Sect. The cave was in the deepest part of the valley, where the spiritual energy was the richest. He quickly arrived in front of the cave.
After the old man stopped, he activated a mysterious spell in his hand, and a semi-arc gray halo emanated from his body, sweeping across the door of the cave.
After finding nothing unusual, the old man opened the cave's ban, walked in, and closed the ban. He stared at the front hall of the cave with his eyes shining brightly.
I saw a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the front hall. If Lu Kun saw him here, he would definitely be shocked, because this man's face is exactly the same as Tian Renjie.
"Tian Renjie" was wearing a black robe that covered his whole body, and his breath seemed a little erratic. When he saw the old man coming in, he showed a sinister smile and said:
"Fellow Taoist Tu's aura has not weakened at all. It seems that those people have been successfully dispatched. Congratulations. In this way, their vigilance towards the Red Lian Sect will be greatly reduced."
The old man had no expression on his face and stared at this "Tian Renjie" for a long time before he said: "It seems that you may be the split soul of an ancient demon cultivator. I don't know what secret method you use to survive to this day. Even this secret soul-locking technique
Everybody."
"Tian Renjie" chuckled and said, "This is just a small path. If fellow Taoist Tu agrees to my previous request, there will be more magical powers and secret techniques to be handed over to fellow Taoist Taoist Tu."
Hearing this, the old man narrowed his eyes and said, "I can agree to your request, but there is one condition."
"Tian Renjie" seemed to know the old man's request. He said: "You don't want me to make an oath, but I can tell you directly that the oath of spiritual consciousness in the current world of immortality has no effect on me at all."
The old man shook his head and said: "The Oath of Divine Consciousness is no longer effective for us Yuanying Stage monks. How can it form a restraint on ancient monks like fellow Taoist monks."
"Then what are the conditions for slaughtering fellow Taoists?"
The old man showed a mysterious smile and said: "Do you know, fellow Taoist, why I don't choose a location filled with demonic energy for the Demonic Cultivation Technique practiced by the Scarlet Lian Sect?"
"Hey, isn't it because of the ten sects?"
The old man shook his head and said: "The ten sects are just one aspect. What's more important is that our sect found an oath stone in this valley that was half-refined by ancient monks."
"Tian Renjie"'s face changed and he said: "Is Tu Daoyou talking about the kind of medium that allows people of different bloodlines to make bloodline oaths?"
The corner of the old man's mouth curled up slightly and he said: "That's right, I don't know what method the ancient monks used to refine this stone. Even the Nascent Soul stage monks can't refine it. It happens to be a semi-finished product. I sent my ancestors to use this stone of oath and let Chi refine it.
All the core disciples of the sect have issued blood contracts."
"Even if fellow Taoist is an ancient demon cultivator, this blood oath must not be broken."
"Tian Renjie's" expression suddenly changed, and he asked: "What oath have you set?"
The old man showed a hint of reminiscence and said: "Although the ancient monks' sacrificial techniques are extremely sophisticated, this stone is not the most top-notch psychic treasure and can only accept an oath."
"The oath set by the ancestors of our sect is to always remain loyal to the Red Refining Sect. Otherwise, do you think that the monks of my sect in the pill-forming stage will guard the secrets of their spiritual consciousness until their death?"
"Tian Renjie's" face became very ugly, and he said coldly: "Do you want me to join the Red Refining Sect forever, Fellow Taoist Tu?"
The old man stared at the other party and said seriously: "That's right, I don't dare to trade with an ancient demon cultivator like fellow Taoist. Even if I get a lot of benefits, I may not be tricked by you in the end."
The old man said in a seductive tone: "If fellow Taoist joins our sect and remains loyal to the Red Refining Sect, after your strength is higher than mine, what's the harm in me taking orders from you?"
"Tian Renjie" pondered for a while and did not answer directly. Instead, he asked: "I have a question, and I hope fellow Taoist Tu can clarify it."
"What doubts do fellow Taoists have?"
"Tian Renjie" said: "Fellow Red Devil Kung Fu told me that after some testing, I found that it was a training trap. However, the incomplete technique in Tian Renjie's memory, if deduced and perfected by me, would indeed be a training trap."
Powerful magic power."
"Back then, the ten sects were probably shocked by the bloody methods of this technique, so they attacked you. But what I'm curious about is why the ten sects didn't wipe out all of you at that time, but instead gave you a chance to live."
Hearing this, the old man was silent for a while and said: "It's a long time ago, and I'm not too sure of the specific reason, but it should be related to those magic sects in Jin State?"
The old man nodded and continued: "According to the words passed down by the ancestors of our sect, our sect should be somewhat related to the Demon Sect of Jin State. After all, judging from the name alone, we are almost the same as the Blood Refining Sect."
"It is very likely that there was some deal between the demon sects of the Jin State and the ten sects at that time. After all, if the demon sects of the Jin State worked together, there would be no difference in who was stronger or weaker than the ten sects."
"Tian Renjie" murmured: "What do you mean, all the immortal cultivating sects in Jin are demonic sects?"
"That's right."
"Tian Renjie" took a few steps back and forth, as if he had made up his mind, and said to the old man: "Okay, I agree to Tu Taoist Fellow's request and make a bloodline oath with the help of the Stone of Oath."
The old man was overjoyed and said: "Haha, with the help of ancient demon cultivators like fellow Taoist, the red demonic refining technique will definitely be perfected. I will also give you all the things your fellow Taoist wants."
When "Tian Renjie" heard this, he smiled on the surface, but in fact he was sneering inwardly.