Chapter 80 Bloody Sky
Yunshan Swamp.
Deep in the underground veins.
The strange blood-colored energy covers all exploration.
The fifth floor of the cave.
The dark round platform is carved with bursts of strange lines. Each of these lines has grooves. There are still blood stains under the traces of time, exuding the pungent smell of blood.
At this moment.
More than fifty black-robed monks, wearing blood-colored masks, stood on the strange lines.
Not far away, Yuanying Chunmanyuan, who had a strong magical aura, said lightly, "I don't know if the "Blood Sea Scripture" practiced by the Blood Crocodile Ancestor before his death can transform the bloodline ritual. It's okay if it succeeds. , if it fails, huh, this Yunshan is a useless place."
A voice beside him said, "The "Blood Sea Scripture" is still a good and superior method, but it is a pity that the ancestor of Blood Crocodile has passed away. We're on a crossroads, but the Jinyang Sect is a little weird. The formation they arranged seems to be related to the "Blood Sea Scripture"! ”
Yuanying Chunmanyuan suddenly laughed, "Old Ancestor Jin Yang is crawling in ashes, even his son can make up such words. If Ancestor Jin Yang is willing, then Fairy Caiyue will come to visit."
“Each major sect just wants a reason.”
“It doesn’t matter whether it’s true or false.”
“Okay, speed up, every move we make is likely to be in that person’s mind. Right under the nose of Ancestor Jin Yang!”
……
September has just entered.
Yunshanfang became very hot.
When Shen Ping was discussing with Yu Yan and Luo Qing whether grapefruit was more delicious or peach was sweeter, shopkeeper Chen sent a message.
Although he had said that he would leave Yunshanfang by Zhenbaolou flying boat in a few days, after thinking about it, he decided to go there.
Anyway.
Shopkeeper Chen took good care of him in his early days.
This face should still be given.
"Master Shen Fu!"
Just arrived at the gate of Xiuchun Pavilion.
Shopkeeper Chen in gray robe warmly welcomed him.
Come to the backyard.
Chen Shurong sat under the old locust tree to enjoy the shade.
"Senior Chen."
"Master Shen Fu."
We greeted each other and sat on the wooden benches.
Chen Shurong said apologetically, "The last time I invited Master Shen Fu to the ruins cave, I didn't think carefully. Alas, if it hadn't been for the protection of fellow Taoist Hong that time, I would have lost an arm."
Shen Ping was shocked. Even the foundations of sects like Chen Shurong were in danger. If he went now, it would be difficult to come back.
"Fighting is dangerous."
"Be careful when going out!"
He couldn't help but be secretly alert.
"Senior Chen can escape this disaster, and good fortune will surely come to him in the future."
"I hope so."
Chen Shurong hesitated for a moment, then lightly opened her lips and said, "Chen Fu Master, our Chen family is planning to evacuate the branch sect and return to the main sect at the end of the year. If Master Shen Fu is willing, we can take a flying boat to the main sect together. Zhenbaolou also has a store in Fangshi. "
If this is the case. If Senior Chen had said it a few months ago, Shen Ping would definitely agree happily.
But now.
He declined politely, "To be honest, Senior Chen, I will take the Zhenbao Tower's flying boat and leave Yunshan Swamp in a while."
Shopkeeper Chen standing next to him was surprised, "Master Shen Fu is so early Are you about to leave?"
Shen Ping nodded, "This is Zhenbaolou's arrangement."
"I don't know where to go?"
"Qingyang City. .”
Chen Shurong was silent for a moment, a hint of disappointment flashed between her brows, but she still remained polite and said, "Qingyang City is a cultivation city on the border of Wei State. It is really good there. Master Shen Fu's cultivation is not slow in advancing, and there are With the resources of Zhenbao Tower, it is not difficult to build a foundation. If there is a chance in the future, Shu Rong would like to attend Master Shen Fu’s foundation building banquet.”
She still wants to maintain this network of connections.
A few years ago.
Shen Ping is also a middle-level Talisman Master at the fourth level of Qi training.
But in just six or seven years, he has grown to be a top-grade Talisman Master at the eighth level of Qi training, and he has also obtained the guest wooden plaque from Zhenbao Tower.
Such changes really made Chen Shurong sigh.
Obviously.
This Master Shen Fu is a man of deep blessings.
Shen Ping cupped his hands and said, "Definitely!"
At this time.
Chen Shurong suddenly frowned and looked apologetic, "Wait a moment, the sect has sent a message."
She returned to the house and came out quickly.
"Master Shen Fu, if he has time another day, he will definitely visit Qingyang City."
"The sect is called."
Shen Ping said hurriedly, "Senior Chen invites you."
Farewell to shopkeeper Chen.
When we returned to the Zhenbao Tower area, it was still early.
He simply went to the private room on the second floor to drink Huiling Tea. The quality of the Spiritual Tea prepared by Zhenbao Tower was not low, and he was reluctant to buy it. Close your eyes and feel the spiritual power of your Dantian.
A smile appeared on his face. It had only been three months since he last broke through the eighth level of Qi training, and the spiritual power in his body had grown significantly. He was very satisfied with this speed.
Of course, to practice so quickly, in addition to the top-quality spiritual roots, the most important thing is Xuezhiwan.
This item is really a must-have for Taoists.
Although it is a bit expensive, it is worth the money.
“The puppet master is about to advance to the second level.”
“You can try to make a second level puppet when you go to Qingyang City. If you can make it, you will have the power to protect yourself again. .”
Shen Ping pondered.
Although he doesn't like to risk fighting, he still has to prepare life-saving items. There is a big difference between having a sword in his hand and not having a sword in his hand.
"Master Shen Fu has been coming to Zhenbao Tower more and more recently!"
Mu Jin came to drink tea again.
Shen Ping smiled lightly, "Qinghe Lane is very close to Zhenbao Tower, so naturally we have to walk around more."
Mu Jin clicked her tongue a few times and then said nothing.
After drinking a cup of spiritual tea, she glanced at Shen Ping out of the corner of her eye. She hesitated to speak. Finally, she bit her lower lip and stood up. However, after taking a few steps, she sent a voice message, "Master Shen Fu, the little girl has no I have no background, I can only rely on myself, please forgive me.”
Looking at the round silhouette of his back.
Shen Ping was silent.
"Second-class guest."
The two fingers Mu Jin stretched out last time expressed this meaning.
That's why he is a little distant.
To be promoted to the second-class guest minister, the minimum requirement is to be a foundation-building monk. Cui Keqing, Luo Keqing and others are not low in talismans, but they can still only be third-class guest ministers.
The longer you stay in Zhenbao Tower, the more you will understand the huge gap between each status. This gap is not only reflected in daily connections, but also in resources.
Mu Jin is an external monk. She was selected for her figure and appearance, but her status is relatively low. She enjoys the treatment of Zhenbao Tower. She is afraid that she will not look down on the sect and the third class. Guest.
To this.
Shen Ping can only say that he understands.
Sit for a while.
He got up and went to the wooden rack items on the second floor to buy some puppet materials, and then returned to Qinghe Lane.
Night.
The stars twinkle.
Shen Ping, who was tired of making talismans, called Yu Yan and Luo Qing to go to the yard to enjoy the starry scenery.
Scattered meteors passed by.
Yu Yan put half of her arm on her face and said in memory, "My master told me before that the passing of every meteor means the death of a Nascent Soul in this world."
< br>Shen Ping responded casually, "Then did your master say that if you make a wish on a shooting star, it will be particularly effective."
As he spoke, he silently made a wish in his heart.
Tonight I want all-you-can-eat grapefruit and peach.
Luo Qing glanced at Shen Ping, "What do you wish for, husband?"
"Grapefruit and peach..."
Shen Ping stopped hastily and laughed dryly, " My husband is thinking about leaving Yunshanfang as soon as possible.”
Yu Yan looked at Shen Ping with a smile.
Luo Qing was more direct, rolling his eyes and looking speechless.
Rumble~
At this time, the courtyard of the house suddenly shook.
A streak of blood shot straight into the sky.
Shen Ping and Yu Yan suddenly stood up, watching the blood intertwined into patches and spreading rapidly.
“Something happened!”
His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly took out the messenger talisman to send a message to Shopkeeper Ding.
And almost at the same moment.
Chenjiafang City.
Yunshanfang.
One hundred thousand mountains.
Yunshan Swamp.
Everywhere is filled with blood.
For casual cultivators living in houses, those with low levels of consciousness feel as if a bloody crocodile is roaring in the sea of consciousness the moment blood energy covers their bodies.
The fifth floor of the cave.
Chunmanyuan Nascent Soul cultivator’s face changed slightly, “Ancestor Jinyang is too impatient, he actually started the formation in advance!”
“Speed, speed up.”< br>
He urged hurriedly.
The third floor.
The Nascent Soul monks from various major sects were still thinking of ways to open the bloody stone door in the depths. After receiving the news from the outside, their expressions changed drastically.
The Nascent Soul Elder of Rakshasa Demon Valley roared gloomily, "Old thief Jin Yang, you are so ruthless!"
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PS: There are at least three more in the evening More, all big chapters
(End of this chapter)