Chapter 251 If one day the same wind blows

Chapter 251 If one day the same wind blows

The ghost shrouded in pitch-black ghostly aura also walked up to Zhao Xiaoyun, and his deep voice was extremely hoarse: "Brother Xiaoyun, you are now in charge of the Cloud Swallowing Domain and hold great power, why do you need to do this to a few weak soldiers?" polite?"

Zhao Xiaoyun turned his head and looked at the many creatures accompanying him. Sensing the true emotions of these people, he couldn't help but shook his head and said, "This is the place where the Blood River Venerable went to cultivate. Are these soldiers unusual? Just now These few returnees from the Upper Realm seem to be mediocre, but one can be picked at random, all of them are the purest blood descendants of the Ji family. Since they can accompany the Blood River Venerable, their aptitude and nature must have something extraordinary , how can we easily offend him?"

The horned monster was obviously dissatisfied, and said: "Lord of the domain, although the Xuehe Sanren is the master of the territory of Taichu, but we creatures have never even seen what it looks like, and he has never seen it from the beginning to the end. If you don't listen to it, it may take hundreds of years to cultivate once, so what does it matter if I offend a few Anyang soldiers?"

"madness!"

Zhao Xiaoyun shook his head, too lazy to continue to explain.

boom.

A dull voice came from afar, and the gate of Anyang County City slowly opened. Just now, the leader of the Anyang Mansion soldier stood under the gate, with profound energy surging in his palm, he used a method of sound transmission, and said: "Swallow the cloud!" Domain Lord, please enter the city alone and go to the Zhenhai Hall in the center of the county to meet the ancestors."

Zhao Xiaoyun nodded, turned sideways to the goat horn monster and the others and said, "You wait here for me, I'll go and find out about this edict earlier."

"Yes, Domain Master."

After years of baptism, the ancient Anyang County City has long been riddled with holes. Even the stone bridge deck on the west side of the County City has many cracks, and it seems to be shattered and collapsed at any time.

Zhao Xiaoyun walked alone on the deserted street, but in the depths of his mind, many memories of the past were brought back.

Looking up, the majestic and majestic Zhenhai Hall is faintly visible, which is where the Seven Halls of the Ji Family's ancestral land are located.

"Could it be related to my cousin?"

Zhao Xiaoyun's mind moved slightly, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

In the territory of Taichu today, there is only one cousin, the eldest son of the Ji family, Ji Yuenian, who only exists in rumors.

Ji Yuenian is the blood of the Tongxuan heart ghost who ignited the fourth-grade heart fire. His talent is overwhelming in the Yuanyan realm. The undecided holy son has a bright future, and is no different from a god in the minds of many creatures in the Taichu territory.

"Lord Swallowing Cloud, what's wrong with you?"

The voice of the Anyang soldiers came to his ears, Zhao Xiaoyun stopped his thoughts, came back to his senses, and found that he had already walked in front of the Seventh Hall of Ji Family's Ancestral Land.

"Nothing, nothing."

"It's fine if you have nothing to do, this old and dilapidated palace is really nothing to see," the Anyang soldier looked a little teasing, but for the sake of the three jade slips just now, he led Zhao Xiaoyun to the front of the Zhenhai hall with great interest. "The ancestors left a trace of breath in the Zhenhai hall thirty years ago, and the master of the Tunyun domain can just enter the hall to have an audience."

Zhao Xiaoyun's expression was a little unnatural, he cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry to bother you."

The mansion soldier stopped talking, but watched Zhao Xiaoyun walk into Zhenhai Hall quietly, his eyes were inexplicable.

As a patrolling soldier in the city of Anyang County, he had already led Luoshui, who was in the Realm of Return to the True Realm, and knew more or less the meaning of this edict.

The eldest son of the Ji family, who is comparable to a god, is about to participate in the Taiyu Sacred Sect Zongmen Grand Competition. After the Zongmen Grand Competition, he is very likely to be ranked among the six great sons of the Taiyu Sacred Sect's six mountains, and to be in charge of the third mountain range Among them, the most important one is the Tongming Shanggong.

The Tongming Shanggong has a radius of more than ten thousand miles, thousands of palaces and dojos, and countless living beings. Once the eldest son really takes charge of the Tongming Shanggong in the third mountain range, all the blood of the Ji family who are selected to serve will follow. Soaring into the sky, leaving the dust-like territory of Taichu, and truly stepping into the mysterious and mysterious world.

Behind Ji Yuenian is not only the support of the Li family of the Third Mountain, but also the recommendation of the Holy Son of Suyan in the Tongming Mountain Range. After the battle of Yujie, the position of the Holy Son of the Third Mountain seems to be a certainty for him. Things.

At the same time, behind the Anyang government soldiers, the majestic Zhenhai Hall was extremely quiet, and a needle could be heard.

Zhao Xiaoyun walked to the center of the Zhenhai Great Hall, looked up at the radiant and magnificent blood light on the several-zhang Fengtai, bowed down with great respect, and said: "Zhao Xiaoyun from the Zhao family, I have seen the blood river ancestor."

Its wording is extremely ingenious, abandoning the incomparably unfamiliar title of "Supreme Blood River", but adding the word "Blood River" before the "ancestor" called by the blood of the Ji family. The relationship between scattered people has drawn a lot closer invisibly.

Ji Suming was a creature of Taichu thousands of years ago, and there were many in-laws between the Zhao family and the Ji family. Zhao Xiaoyun called him the "ancestor of the blood river" at this time, but it could barely be justified.

The magnificent blood light trembled slightly, and Ji Suming's indifferent voice came from afar: "Even if you don't come to see me at this time, I will issue an edict to summon you here."

Hearing this remark, Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't help being flattered, he calmed down and asked, "What does the ancestor of Xuehe mean by this?"

Ji Suming didn't speak anymore at this time, while the blood flowed, a blazing red blood talisman condensed out in front of Zhao Xiaoyun.

Trembling, Zhao Xiaoyun took the blood talisman and looked up, but the bright blood light had stopped trembling and had completely quieted down.

Obviously, this bloody light is just a breath left by Xuehe Sanren. At this time, with the departure of Xuehe Sanren, this breath also fell into silence.

"It really is my cousin!"

Zhao Xiaoyun held the blood talisman tightly, and his expression changed several times in a very short period of time.

"My cousin stood out in the battle of the jade steps in the high Yutai Realm, and is about to participate in the Taiyu Shengzong's sect competition. At this time, I want to choose the blood of the Ji family who is ignited to serve!"

"Opportunity! Great opportunity!"

Walking out of Zhenhai Hall, Zhao Xiaoyun's mind was still in a state of turmoil, and he couldn't calm down in a short time.

"If my cousin is really ordered to be the venerable son of the third mountain, not only can I re-enter the Taiyu Sect in a dignified way, but I can also use this to soar into the sky!"

Zhao Xiaoyun has been away from the Taiyu Sect for more than a hundred years because of practicing the curse of transforming ghosts. Watching.

For a behemoth with strict regulations like the Taiyu Shengzong, leaving silently is a defection. If all the defected creatures never leave the Yuanyan realm, the final result is death.

Zhao Xiaoyun has been hiding in the territory of Taichu all these years, because the territory of Taichu is the fief of Ji Suming of Xuehe Sanren, and the Taiyu Shengzong doesn't care about it at all.

After all, the True Curse of Shedding Ghosts is just an incomplete spell created by Ji Yuenian using the yin energy of heaven and earth. If Zhao Xiaoyun wants to go further, he can only practice in the Taiyu Sacred Sect again!

"My cousin even mentioned me specifically with the Blood River Lord, and even asked me to quietly select some potential ghosts and ghosts and send them to the Yuting Palace as attendants. This matter is related to my cousin's evaluation of my ability, and it must not appear Any mistakes!"

Zhao Xiaoyun's mind was agitated, standing alone under the ancient gate of the Zhenhai Great Hall, the majesty of being the Lord of the Tunyun Region had long been lost in his eyes, only the undisguised desire and ambition remained.