The snow in the forest was already very thick, and Shi Mingshen walked shallowly.

"Holy, what the hell is this. Shi Ming held a crumpled map and scratched his head.

"No matter, you can go down the mountain. Shi Ming gathered the map into a ball and stuffed it into his arms.

"Broken maps don't work. Shi Ming muttered and walked down the mountain.

......

In a wooden house.

There was only a red-glowing stove in the room, and next to it was a bed, full of hay.

The leader of the valley of blood knelt before the bed.

"Subordinates should be damned!" the voice of the leader trembled a little, "Fixing the Divine Grass...... Taken away by unknown people. I wanted to go to Huangquan with my brothers, but the matter is very important, and I have decided to come back and tell you ......"

There was a man in a red robe sitting on the bed, and the room was very dim, only the light of the stove reflected the faint outline, and the face could not be seen clearly.

"So the Fixing Grass is lost. The man's voice was a little angry.

"Yes. ”

"The people who went were dead. ”

"Yes. ”

The man sighed softly, and a thick blood-like aura suddenly poured out of the ground, slowly engulfing the body of the leader of the leader.

"Protector of the Dharma!" the leader looked flustered, "We were bound to win!, but that person's realm is too high, and we can't resist at all!"

The Dharma Protector didn't speak, and the thick blood-like blood slowly devoured the body of the leader under his control.

"Dharma Protector, Dharma Protector!" A sense of despair gradually appeared in the heart of the person who took the lead, "That person's body looks young, but his cultivation is profound, I suspect that he is a major repair, if you can take away that body, you can ...... Woo......"

The thick blood gas had already swallowed the head of the leader, and the leader only felt that his mouth was pouring into a large amount of blood, and the smell was extremely fishy, and he actually felt a little unconscious.

"Show me what he looks like. The Dharma Protector whispered.

The thick blood retreated to the neck of the leader, who gasped as if he were spitting out blood from his throat.

A vitality with thoughts escaped from the eyebrows of the person who took the lead, and slowly drifted towards the Dharma Protector.

After a moment, the Dharma Protector hummed softly.

"It looks like a cultivation of relinquishing, no wonder he also wants to look for the fixed god grass. If you want to be unstable, you need to fix the soul of the god. The Dharma Protector whispered.

"If the Dharma Protector can take that person away, his cultivation will definitely be able to reach a higher level. The leader said, "My subordinates are willing to atone for their sins!"

The Dharma Protector suddenly looked up at the person who was taking the lead, revealing a bony face in the light of the furnace, accompanied by a strange expression.

The leader was slightly stunned, and the thick blood-like blood suddenly engulfed him.

When the blood and qi subsided, only a corpse was left like a dry corpse in the desert for many years.

"Can't you smell your own flesh on your weapon?" said the man in the lead scornfully.

"Ma Yan, help me clean up. The man in the lead let out a breath of turbidity.

A figure suddenly walked in outside the door, and if Shi Ming was present, he would definitely be able to recognize him as the one who fought with the commander when he was in the mine.

Ma Yan's face did not change, but his arms had disappeared, replaced by two sharp knives.

Ma Yan nodded to the Dharma Protector when he came in, and then stuck the quick knife attached to his arm into the body of the person who led the leader. Not a single trace of blood flowed from the corpse of the person who led the way, and Ma Yan felt as if he had inserted a piece of dried meat that had been dried for many years.

"By the way, Ma Yan, I have something for you to do. A faint wisp of vitality escaped from the Dharma Protector's eyebrows, merging into Ma Yan's soul.

Ma Yan was slightly stunned, this face was very familiar, and he seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"Have you ever seen one?" the Dharma Protector said softly as he looked at Ma Yan's expression.

"No, my subordinates just think that the age of this target is really a little young. Ma Yan replied.

"Be sure to bring him back, he should be in the mountains and forests where the younger generation is being trained. You bring someone to bring him back, and remember, I just need to live. The Dharma Protector's voice trembled slightly, as if he was in great pain.

"The subordinates receive the order. Ma Yan bowed his head and said.

"Go ahead. ”

......

Settle down.

"Grandpa, I got the Fixing Grass. An Mao carefully took out the Tranquility Grass from his arms.

"Fixing Grass!" An old man with gray hair got up instantly and walked to An Mao's side, "It's really Fixing Grass?!"

An Mao nodded.

"Okay!" the old man trembled and took the Fixing Grass from both hands, looking at it carefully, the white liquid circulating in the leaves made him a little dizzy for a while, "This time your father is saved!"

"Your arm ......" The old man caught a glimpse of An Mao's pale face, and hurriedly put the Fixing Grass carefully on the table, pulling up An Mao's empty right arm sleeve, "What's going on?!, what about them?"

"They...... All dead. Anmao said softly.

"All dead?!" the old man looked at An Mao, "No, the tallest demon beast in this place can't surpass the cultivation of human mysteries, you shouldn't be in danger, you tell me about it." ”

"A few days ago, someone said that they saw the Fixing God Grass, but there was a powerful demon beast in charge, so we joined forces, and we really saw the Fixing God Grass, but when we left, a mysterious demon beast suddenly appeared, killing almost all of us. An Mao said with his head down.

"Demon beast?" the old man wondered.

Anmao nodded, "There's a lot of white mist floating in that valley, and we can't use the vitality at all. If it weren't for that fog, we wouldn't have suffered heavy casualties, I think it was the mist made of the scattered water of the Blood Hell, I've seen it before, and I can't be wrong. ”

"Blood Prison?!" the old man's body suddenly burst out with a strong momentum, which made An Mao feel afraid, "It's them again, they've been harassing us all these years. After your father's injuries recover, his cultivation will definitely improve again, and we will definitely eradicate the blood prison this time!"

"Mao'er, your arm, I will find a way to ask the craftsmen in the city to make a prosthetic leg for you, which will not affect your daily life. It's just that your cultivation will be a little hindered in the future. The old man sighed, "I thought I saved your father, but I didn't expect you to ...... again."

"It's okay grandpa, as long as I can save my father, I can pay whatever it takes. An Mao's eyes were gloomy, but he still said with a wry smile.

"Mao'er, rest assured, grandpa will do whatever it takes to find a panacea for you and heal your arm. The old man looked viciously ahead, "I'm going to make the blood prison pay!"

......

Shi Ming saw a house not far away, built alone in the mountains and forests, thinking that it was for the people in the mountains and forests to use as temporary rest.

Shi Ming knocked lightly on the door, but no one answered.

He tried to look through the crack in the door, but he saw that it was dark inside, and he couldn't see it really.

Shi Ming scratched his head, and according to his previous experience, he looked for a circle of keys around the house, and the key was indeed pressed under a piece of wood.

Shi Ming looked at the gradually gloomy sky and gently opened the room.

The room was very cold, Shi Ming groped for a long time and didn't find the tools to light the fire, looking at the stacked wood on the ground, he couldn't help but curse a few words.

Shi Ming held a wooden stick and rubbed it wildly on a wooden board, and soon a pile of sparkling ash was drilled, and Shi Ming hurriedly put it in a handful of weeds and blew it.

After a while, a burst of vigorous flames suddenly rose, and Shi Ming hurriedly lit the stove in the room.

There was a bed in the room, and Shi Ming let out a breath of turbidity and lay on it.

The previous tiredness came over one after another, leaving Shi Ming feeling physically and mentally exhausted and unable to move.

Shi Ming, who was in the Yuan Spirit Crystal Nucleus in his arms, was uncomfortable, so he shook all the Yuan Spirit Crystal Nuclei on the bed.

"Thirty-two...... Thirty-three. Shi Ming counted the number of Yuan Ling crystal nuclei, "There are five pieces of Earth Xuan, twelve pieces of mortal ones, and the rest are Yuan Spirit crystal nuclei of mortal-level demon beasts." ”

Shi Ming held a piece of Dixuan-level Yuan Spirit Crystal Nucleus, thinking about the battle that had taken place earlier.

"The next part of this Cloud Shattering Technique, I must practice!" Shi Ming's hand clenched the Yuan Spirit Crystal Nucleus, "Every time I fight, I lose my mind and fall into that killing state. The poison of this Blood Prison is really terrifying, if I can cultivate the next part of the Cloud Shattering Technique, maybe I can suppress the strange poison of this Blood Prison and buy myself more time. ”

Thinking of this, Shi Ming hurriedly sat cross-legged on the bed and cultivated the Qingqi technique.

A faint cyan vitality gathered from all directions, and the Yuan Spirit Crystal Nucleus that Shi Ming was holding unintentionally in his hand also escaped a faint cyan vitality and merged into Shi Ming's natal vitality.

"This is ......" Shi Ming felt something strange in his hand, a suction force came from Shi Ming's palm, and an extremely pure cyan vitality suddenly escaped from the Yuan Spirit Crystal Nucleus.

The gray bracer suddenly came with a suction, inhaling the cyan vitality extremely quickly.

Shi Ming hurriedly cut off the connection between the two, but it was still too late. The Yuan Spirit Crystal Nucleus of the Earth Xuan had already turned into a gray stone, and there was no fluctuation of the slightest bit of vitality.

Shi Ming's heart ached for a while, and he couldn't help but roar, "What the hell is this!"

With a light grip, the gray stone turned into powder.

Shi Ming looked at the many Yuan Spirit Crystal Nuclei scattered on the bed and fell into deep thought.

A piece of mortal-level Yuan Ling crystal nucleus, Shi Ming held it with his left hand, and a suction force came, and the elemental-level vitality quickly dissipated, turning into a wisp of cyan vitality and merging into Shi Ming's body.

Although Shi Ming tried his best to control the cyan vitality to merge into his natal vitality, he was still sucked in a lot by the gray bracer on his right hand.

"I've got to figure out what this thing is. Shi Ming gritted his teeth and said, "This thing will greatly hinder my cultivation speed." ”

"But let's eat something first. Shi Ming saw a lot of animal meat hanging on the wall, so he cut a piece and stewed it in a pot.

"Iron pot stew, delicious. Shi Ming smelled the aroma of stewed meat and hummed softly.

Not far away, a figure appeared, looked at the light coming from the room, and hurried towards the house.