Chapter 472 Asking for help
Blood Evil Sect.
The formation to protect the sect and seal the mountain has been launched since two months ago.
In this battle, they also lost Junior Brother Xuesong and Junior Brother Black Wind. These were peak masters in the late stage of Jindan. Counting Master Xueyuan, their top combat power of the Blood Evil Sect was suddenly lost by half.
Returned the Bone Dragon Binding Spear.
Master Xuansha stood on the top of the mountain where corpses were scattered, with a sad look on his face.
He stared blankly at the twenty-one floating islands connected by chains in the distance. His eyes did not seem to converge, as if they were extending into the distance, but how far could it go?
The farthest he could see was the dome of the Mountain Sealing Formation and the endless mountain ranges.
After the mountains there are still mountains.
There is no end in sight, and no clear path ahead.
His originally upright body was slightly rickety, as if he had aged dozens of years overnight and no longer had the same high spirits as before.
His thoughts were racing, and he couldn't help but think of the conversation with his ancestor that day.
The mountains and rivers that contain spiritual treasures are the Weapon Refining Peak, but that is not only the Weapon Refining Peak, it is also the place where demons are banned.
Bada.
Wear your boots and step into the water.
Master Xuansha lowered his head, but he did not look at the thing he stepped on. Instead, he got into a small door made of bricks and stones. He bent down and lowered his head all the way, and then he suddenly became enlightened after crossing the dark and narrow corridor.
The black water condenses into an endless lake.
The light of the formation gathered into starlight, illuminating the path of Master Xuan Sha.
He walked along this road.
Stepping onto a trestle that stretches across the Black Lake, after walking for a while, what comes into view is a two-story building supported by logs in the center of the Black Lake.
The old man in ragged clothes and disheveled hair was rolling up his sleeves, holding the Bone Dragon-binding Spear in his hand. Seeing the opportunity, he threw the spear in his hand violently. Poof, the dragon spear penetrated the water and was dragged by him. back into his hands.
When he looked again, he saw that the head of the dragon spear was stuck with a dark carp.
The old man seemed to hear the footsteps. He turned around with the dragon gun and said with a grin, "It's you. You came just in time. I happened to catch a black-blooded dragon fish. You're in for a treat."
Xuansha didn't say anything. He took out the firewood from the storage bag in despair, put it on the fishing platform of the bamboo house, used a magic technique to make a fire to ignite the piled firewood, and then sat on the ground.
The old man in ragged clothes stretched out his white bone dragon-binding gun and grilled the two-foot-long black blood fish over firewood. He added seasonings while grilling, and the remaining pockets on his body contained different powders.
"Are you worried?"
"Failed."
"Junior Brother Xueyuan has become possessed, Junior Brother Black Wind and Junior Brother Xuesong have died, and more than half of the top combat power of the Blood Evil Sect has been lost in my hands. Now I rely on Junior Sister Xueling, Junior Brother Xuezhen, and all the Golden Pill Grandmasters in the sect, to I’m afraid I’m no match for that person.”
"Nascent Soul?"
Master Xuansha nodded.
Just as Uncle Master said, that person is True Lord Yuanying. Because he is the Nascent Soul Lord, he is even more desperate. They are no match for True Lord Nascent Soul at all.
In other words, staying in the big formation can still give you a sense of security.
Apart from that, there seems to be danger everywhere.
The old man in ragged clothes curled his lips and said nonchalantly: "What's so scary about that? The old guys in Xiaohuangyu will not allow that person to take random shots. At least we have been worry-free for more than thirty years. Thirty years is enough. A new generation of masters has grown up.”
"It is enough to unite vertically and horizontally, unite the strong and eliminate the weak, and then slowly grow stronger."
"If you think this won't work, why not release me."
The old man lifted up his hanging felt hair, which was still stained with fish oil.
He didn't care, and pointed at the stubborn rock in the middle of the Black Water Lake. Above the rock was a hand that looked like a woman's hand with thin skin and tender flesh.
"My physical body is walking here, and the Nascent Soul is sealed in the Stone Scripture. You remove your master's palm and release my Nascent Soul. Not to mention resisting foreign enemies, it is not a problem to unify the demonic path. "
"Boy, what do you think of this deal?" The sloppy old man laughed.
Xuansha's eyes were drawn to the stone scripture and the open palm. He shuddered and suddenly remembered why the old man was banned under the weapon refining peak by his master.
At that time, he was still a foundation-building monk.
The Blood Evil Sect is even more famous. If they go to remote places, they may not have heard of the Wanfa Sect, but they have definitely heard of the Blood Evil Sect.
It's a pity that the master's uncle, a genius of Tianzong, once became a demon, and he didn't know how to break through the realm of Yuanying. In the end, the master banned his uncle at the cost of breaking his arm. From then on, their Blood Evil Sect began to decline.
Until the master reincarnated and re-cultivated, no one knew where the master had gone.
The reincarnated master did not return to the sect.
The Blood Evil Sect gradually transformed from the top sect in the small wilderness to what it is now. Although the sect's prestige has not declined, it is unfortunately not as good as before. In fact, after so many years, Xuansha was just reviving the sect.
Xuan Sha shook his head. Even if his uncle came to help, if his uncle were released, the sect might be destroyed before others could invade. Together with the demonic nature, the entire sect may become the nourishment for the great uncle.
"Boy, stop looking down on people. Even a hundred years ago, I was still confused, but my magical skills are correct. Our monks want to attract demons into the body, swallow them up, enhance the Yin spirit and the physical body, and take the opportunity to attack the round golden elixir."
"The day you become a demon is also the day you give birth to a baby."
"If you look at the current decline of the Blood Evil Sect, it proves that senior sister's theory back then was wrong. I am the right one. My seventh-turn magic power is the hope."
"I'm right!"
The sloppy old man roared and shattered the black blood fish in his hand.
The pressure of the Lingbao Dragon Spear in his hand suddenly exploded, and his hair was spread out. In this storm of breath, Xuansha saw a pair of dark eyes steaming with demonic flames.
Without staying too long, Xuansha left the Blackwater Lake under the Qi Peak, which was shrouded in layers of large formations.
Xuan Sha, who returned to the main hall from the Bone Mountain, let out a long sigh.
He shook his head helplessly and said, "I was really desperate, so I asked a lunatic for answers." Before he could return to his place of practice, a monk in the early stage of the Golden Elixir hurried over.
"Great Elder, the Jindan monks from the bloodline of Zhenren have led people to defect from the sect."
"How many people left."
The leader of the Blood Evil Sect in the early stage of Jindan said with some uncertainty: "Is it...this time?"
"These two months."
"More than two hundred people have left the sect, including one Jindan elder and more than ten foundation-building monks. Many qi-training disciples threw away their sect tokens after leaving the sect. They have no tokens to locate their direction, and they don't know their direction. …”
Normally, there are not many disciples who have gone missing, but not as many as in the past month or so.
"Issue a fatwa."
After Xuan Sha finished speaking, he felt powerless for a while.
In such a precarious time, maybe the monks he sent out would defect to the sect. In the past, those missing Qi practitioners were not taken seriously, which led to the current defection of the Golden elixir masters.
However, he couldn't drag his family far far. The old monster Xuansha opened his lowered eyelids slightly and said, "I will bring back their heads. Anyone who rebels against the sect will suffer the same fate."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure turned into a ray of light and disappeared.
The leader of the Blood Evil Sect pondered for a moment and left from the steps. He wanted to go back and stabilize the sect's situation.
Although most of the sect leaders of large sects are puppets who deal with chores, at least in the eyes of the lower-level disciples, the sect leader's prestige is still there.
…
The old monster Xuansha walked through the corpses of the monks, crushed the Yinshen of the Golden Pill, and unscrewed their heads.
He was about to use his escape technique to leave, but his footsteps stopped for a moment. He took out his killing axe, and the aura around him condensed into a protective shield: "Who is my fellow Taoist, and why are you spying on me here?"
"Master Xuansha is indeed worthy of his reputation. He used a magic weapon to cover his aura and was still discovered by him." The voice seemed to come from a very far away place, and it was so vague that it was difficult to tell which direction it came from.
After a while, a monk wearing a facial mask came out of the shadows.
The monk was clearly in the late stage of Jindan.
The killing ax in the hand of old monster Xuan Sha was spinning: "Is it possible that all the monks in the world think that I can't kill people?"
The masked monk smiled and cupped his hands: "I am the faceless ghost, a monk from the Holy Spirit Sect."
"The Spirit Demon Sect was destroyed thousands of years ago. I didn't expect that you and the rest of the sect are still alive in the world. I thought you were dead." Old Monster Xuansha put away the magic weapon and continued: "I pretend I didn't see you. Don't affect my mood."
"get out!"
After saying that, Old Monster Xuan Sha turned around and left.
"With the real person gone, the Blood Fiend Sect is in danger." The Faceless Ghost said with regret.
Sure enough, after the faceless ghost finished speaking, the old monster Xuansha stopped, turned to look at the faceless ghost, with a gloomy face, and asked coldly: "How do you say this?"
"The real person and the Blood Evil Sect may have some time to breathe, but Zunhun Zhenjun will not let go of the Blood Evil Sect."
"There won't be any movement for at least thirty years. In these thirty years..."
"What you said is wrong. True Lord Zunhun can refine elixirs to help Master Yueyan break through the realm. When the two True Lords Nascent Soul appear in the Blood Evil Sect, it will be the time when the Blood Evil Sect is destroyed." Faceless Ghost Then tell.
The old monster Xuansha has a solemn and solemn face, which should not be fake. When Master Yueyan begins to make breakthroughs, it will be easy to verify the authenticity, but by then it will be too late.
If two Nascent Soul Lords really appear, the sect will definitely be destroyed.
"Can you help me?"
Xuan Sha sneered in disbelief. It would be better to rely on these lingering spirit demon remnants than their sect's crazy master uncle. If they had the strength of Nascent Soul, they would not be as sneaky as they are now.
"The Ling Sect has been used as a backdoor by our Holy Spirit Sect."
"You can become an ally of the real person and send a golden elixir master to help."
"The most important and simple thing is to drive away the meteor inflammation."
"The real person is not curious as to why he left the Tianyang Divine Sect and came to the Little Wilderness Territory. Maybe he has enemies who are hard to match after leaving his hometown."
"When the time comes, we can drive the tigers and devour the wolves, and we will naturally be able to reverse the current situation."
The old monster Xuansha opened his eyes fiercely, his energy surged: "What do you want?"
"Yangcheng."
"We want to regain the original site and resurrect the Holy Sect."