The blood lotus at Yan Yun's feet quickly closed in an incredible way, as if a flower blooming under the night suddenly closed, guarding its own secret.
Immediately afterwards, this strange blood lotus turned into a stream of light, carrying Xu Tian, and shuttled through the mountains and forests at lightning speed until it completely disappeared from the end of sight.
Only a long whistling sound was left, like the whisper of an ancient beast, announcing his temporary exit.
Hualiang Lingjun and another colleague looked at each other. Faced with the provocative words of Xuanling Xutian of the Spirit Clan, their faces did not waver at all, as if they had just heard an insignificant rumbling.
In their view, this vast land is the common territory of the human and demon tribes, and it is undoubtedly a foolish dream for the spirit tribe to want to stay here for a long time.
Even if they encounter each other again, their tacit cooperation and strong strength are enough to cope with any challenge. They are an indestructible pair on the battlefield.
After a brief discussion, the two spirit kings decided to split up. Like experienced generals, they were each responsible for an area.
Within a radius of thousands of miles, every corner could not escape their eyes.
At the same time, Yan Yun has transformed into an ordinary middle-aged man with a long beard, hiding at the foot of a hill far away from right and wrong.
Through the exquisite disguise technique, he not only changed his appearance, but also hid his own spiritual energy fluctuations without a trace, perfectly blending into the surrounding environment.
At this moment, he was like a dusty old book, sitting quietly on a piece of bluestone, his eyes slightly closed, like a statue in meditation.
Time passed slowly, and Yan Yun woke up from meditation, with a meaningful smile on his lips.
"Finally, the last trace of the fire spirit in my body is gone. Unless they come to check in person, they can't even think of detecting my existence."
However, knowing that the situation was urgent, he did not rush to leave. Instead, he was like a vigilant rabbit, carefully avoiding danger.
Immediately, Yan Yun jumped into the air and disappeared into the dense forest within a few ups and downs, as if he was a part of nature.
Soon after, he came to a cliff tightly wrapped by vines and shrubs. After confirming that there was no one around, he nodded with satisfaction.
Then, he took a deep breath, and his fists were instantly surrounded by golden light, as if a god descended from the earth, punching the stone wall hard one after another.
With the sound of "rumbling", a deep stone cave appeared, and Yan Yun's figure flashed and got into the hole like a ghost.
Entering the cave, he sealed the entrance with a backhand punch to ensure nothing went wrong.
As the sound of falling gravel gradually subsided, the cave fell into darkness and silence, becoming Yan Yun's temporary haven.
In this secret space, he was able to breathe for a moment while secretly planning his next move.
In the deep cave, Yan Yun was not aware of the hustle and bustle of the outside world. He flipped his palm gently, and as if by magic, a moonstone that had been prepared appeared in his palm.
This moonstone is as bright as a night pearl, exuding a faint sparkle, adding a bit of mystery and warmth to this dark cave.
He casually grabbed the moonstone and patted it gently on the roof of the cave. The force seemed gentle, but in fact it contained deep inner strength.
The moonstone was easily embedded in the ceiling of the cave, lighting up the entire stone chamber like the brightest star in the night sky.
Under this soft light, most of the originally dark cave suddenly became clear.
Every inch of the stone wall and every corner seems to have been gently caressed by the moonlight, revealing their truest appearance.
Yan Yun looked around and found a clean place, as if he had found a comfortable nest. He sat down slowly, closed his eyes, and began to adjust his breathing and mentality.
After a while, he opened his eyes, flashed the spiritual ring on his hand, and took out a blood-red vial from the storage bracelet. His eyes flashed with excitement and curiosity, as if he had discovered a rare treasure.
Except for the strange blood-red light emitting from this vial, everything else looks extremely ordinary, and the material feels unusually smooth.
It is just like ordinary porcelain, but it is this extraordinary hidden in the ordinary that makes Yan Yun even more convinced that it is extraordinary.
He carefully touched the vial with his fingers, muttering to himself.
At the same time, all the memories of the spiritual blood of the spiritual tribe named Devouring Flame could not help but appear in his mind, as if he was exploring an ancient and mysterious secret.
After a moment, Yan Yun frowned slightly, as if he thought of some important details.
He took out another palm-sized jasper round bowl from the storage bracelet, then opened the cap of the blood-red vial and tilted it slightly towards the round bowl.
The mouth of the bottle with flowing purple light seemed to be the key to the mysterious treasure box. It took a long time before seven or eight drops of deep purple liquid were slowly poured out.
Everything that fell into the round bowl immediately dispersed drop by drop, unable to merge into one, like a group of stubborn elves playing a playful hide-and-seek.
Yan Yun stared at the purple liquid, with a trace of imperceptible surprise in his eyes. He stretched out a finger and tapped on one of the drops of purple liquid.
As a result, in the moment when his fingers seemed to be touching but not touching, the purple liquid actually seemed like an angry little beast.
He jumped up on his own and wrapped his fingertips in it, as if he wanted to invade his body.
However, Yan Yun did not panic. He raised his eyebrows and the golden light flashed on his fingers, like a sacred light, blocking the purple liquid from his skin.
Then with a slight shake, the liquid slipped into the round bowl again, as if the tamed beast had returned to its cage.
"Yes, it is indeed the spirit blood of the spirit race."
Yan Yun whispered, his eyes flashing with excitement as if he had discovered a treasure.
He poured the purple liquid into the vial again, and then carefully put it into the storage bracelet.
After doing all this, Yan Yun calmed down and meditated in the cave to rest, as if he was an immortal practicing in seclusion.
Although he now has no magic power, his ability to live without food has not been lost at all, and he does not need to eat or drink anything to maintain life activities.
This otherworldly ability allows him to survive harsh environments and keep his head above water to think clearly.
As time went by, spiritual thoughts swept across the hill where Yan Yun was located like invisible tentacles.
Since there was no spiritual energy radiating from his body, all these searching thoughts were naturally swept away, and his presence was not noticed at all.
In the first few days, the searches for these spiritual thoughts were very frequent and intensive, almost every once in a while.
But as time passed, the situation improved after half a month - it became only two or three times a day.
After another two months, there will be even less - only once a day; and the spiritual thoughts used are obviously far less powerful than before.
Apparently the people responsible for the search mission have been replaced by a new group of personnel or their patience has been exhausted.
However, despite such changing circumstances, Yan Yun still hid in the cave quietly and did not show up. Instead, he continued to wait patiently for the time to mature before making plans.
In this way, half a year passed in a blink of an eye, and no more spiritual thoughts appeared. A peaceful and peaceful atmosphere enveloped the place, making people feel very comfortable and comfortable. In distant ancient times, there was a world shrouded in mysterious power.
Huang Liang Lingjun devoted his life to cultivation and reached a higher state.
However, just as he was about to break through, he encountered a sudden disaster - his spiritual blood was stolen!
This theft shocked the entire world of immortality, and countless people were speculating on who was so bold.
After some investigation, it was discovered that it was a monk who transformed himself into a god.
This monk was not only clever in his methods, but also had vast supernatural powers, leaving Huang Liang Lingjun and others helpless.
Although Huang Liang Lingjun and other masters at the Void Refining level pursued him with all their strength, the mysterious god-transforming monk escaped in the end.
As time went by, things about spiritual blood gradually spread.
Many people began to pay attention to this matter, and some even connected it with the legendary "Fallen Blood".
It is said that this blood has powerful magic power and can instantly improve people's cultivation.
However, some people believe that it is a curse that will bring misfortune to the holder. Regardless, the incident became one of the hottest topics at the time.
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While everyone was talking about it, the mysterious god-transforming monk had quietly left Sunset City. No one knows his whereabouts or his true identity.
Just like that, he pierced the sky like a meteor, leaving endless mysteries behind.
A few years later, in the heart of a tall and majestic mountain far away from human habitation, in a space surrounded by pitch black ink, a figure sat quietly cross-legged.
The golden light on his body flashed slightly, like a sleeping god.
Next to the figure was a blood-red vial, lying on the ground, seemingly empty inside.
This scene reminds people of the legendary "Fallen Blood". Is this what the mysterious god-forming monk is looking for?
Time flies, and more than a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.
For a mortal, this is enough time to last a lifetime.
But for cultivators with profound magic power, this is just a moment of life.
During these long years, Huang Liang Lingjun never gave up his pursuit of spiritual blood.
He firmly believes that one day he will be able to find the person who took away his treasure and take back what belongs to him.
Finally one day, Huang Liang Lingjun got a clue - someone discovered a young body refiner with a strange face in a remote town.
According to eyewitnesses, the young man hurriedly purchased a batch of things and then walked away without missing a trace.
This made Huang Liang Lingjun's heart move.
Could he be the one who stole his spiritual blood back then? In order to find out the truth, he decided to investigate in person.
When he came to the small town, he found the figure of the young body refiner. However, what is surprising is that this young man turned out to be a woman!
She has a petite figure and a pretty face. She doesn't look like someone who can steal spiritual blood.
What confuses Huang Liang Lingjun even more is that when she learned her identity, she did not show any surprise or fear but seemed extremely calm and calm.
This made Huang Liang Lingjun begin to wonder if his judgment was wrong?
After some conversation, Huang Lianglingjun discovered that this woman was not an ordinary person but someone with a special physique.
Her body contains a powerful energy that can help her quickly recover from injuries and improve her cultivation.
It was this special physique that attracted the attention of the mysterious god-transforming monk, which triggered a series of events.
It turned out that the god-transforming monk was not trying to steal his spiritual blood, but was interested in her special physique and wanted to use her blood to improve his own cultivation.
After hearing all this, Huang Lianglingjun was shocked and regretted his original behavior.
He didn't expect that the truth of the matter would be like this if it weren't for his own greed and obsession.
Nor would it lead to so many innocent people being implicated and harmed, including the woman in front of me.
So Huang Liang Lingjun decided to put aside the past grudges and not pursue this matter again. At the same time, he also promised to protect this woman from others.
Chuanyunshan.
Surrounded by mountains and shrouded in clouds and mist, it seems like a mysterious place isolated from the world.
Various beasts and monsters live in the mountains. They either roar in the mountains or lurk deep in the forests, making this mountain range full of unknowns and dangers.
Just today, an old man led a group of people and was slowly marching on the road leading to Chuanyun Mountain.
Their goal is to clear out the beasts and monsters in the mountains and open up a new trade route for the company.
This old man is not an ordinary person, but a monk with advanced cultivation. His eyes are shining with wisdom, as if he can see everything.
There was also a pair of young boys and girls in the team. They stared curiously at the red light on the old man's nails. It was a mysterious power that seemed to attract the attention of all living creatures.
The old man smiled slightly and didn't explain too much, just enjoying the tranquility and harmony silently.
Suddenly, a burst of rapid animal hooves broke the tranquility.
A man's voice sounded outside the beast cart:
"Qi Huo Lao, the people sent to clear the way have returned. All the beasts and monsters within a thousand miles of Chuanyun Mountain have been wiped out."
The old man's expression changed, and he raised one hand and slowly opened the curtains, revealing the outside world.
I saw a burly middle-aged knight riding a mutated giant wolf with snow-white hair, following respectfully next to the beast cart.
He is the old man's loyal guard and has always guarded the safety of the caravan.
"However, are you really sure that there is not a single monster left in this mountain?"
"If there is a monster that is good at hiding and hides cleverly enough, it is normal for the monster energy disk not to be discovered."
The old man looked at the knight and his tone became serious.
The knight's face changed slightly, but he immediately replied affirmatively:
"This should not happen. In addition to the monster energy disk, this junior also invited several immortal masters to scan the entire mountain with their spiritual thoughts. Indeed, there are no more monsters in this mountain." (End of Chapter)
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