The blood-red sword light became more and more intense, bursting out with an extremely strong violence and killing intent in all directions.

The surroundings were silent, and all the flowers, birds, fish, and insects were all shocked by this strong killing intent, and they trembled.

A thick cloud in the sky slowly dispersed, and a bright moon hung in the dark sky like a bright jade disk.

A blood-red light suddenly burst out from the blade of the sword, heading straight for the bright moon.

"Look, why is the moon turning red?"

At this moment, two people on the street suddenly raised their heads and looked at the scarlet moon in the sky.

Like a trail of blood oozing from the dark sky.

At the same time, within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, everyone felt palpitations and tightness in their chests for no reason, and cold sweat broke out.

The sleeping people were also frightened by an unprovoked heartbeat, and the children began to cry.

At the same time, they feel an inexplicable fear that has no carrier, no cause.

It seems to have grown from the bottom of my heart. It's like a creature smelling the breath of a natural enemy, and its instinctive fear is extreme.

This process lasted for about five minutes, and as the light of the moon slowly changed back to its original state, everyone returned to normal.

Whew-

Yang Chen exhaled a long mouthful of red steam like a match, and his eyes opened for a moment. A flash of scarlet light suddenly appeared!

Buzz –

The crimson knife let out a long roar.

"Shura Blade?"

Yang Chen smiled and patted the blade lightly, "This name is quite cool, you can follow me in the future!"

In the process of sacrificing the knife, this ancient killing weapon was completely awakened and confessed. He used his divine sense to tell Yang Chen its name: Shura Blade!

Buzz –

The Shura Blade let out a long roar again, as if in response to Yang Chen's words.

The ancient killing weapon is the violent and ferocious spirit between heaven and earth, which has been slowly condensed and evolved over millions of years, and has spirituality.

They also choose their own masters, and if there is no suitable owner, they would rather sleep forever.

This Shura blade is extremely murderous and violent, and only a murderous aura like Yang Chen, whose hands are stained with the blood of millions of people, can awaken it and make him willingly admit his master.

"Let's try your power first!"

Yang Chen stood up and swept the Shura blade in his hand, the blade was light and thin, light as a tulle, and he could hardly feel any weight, so he could exert his speed to the extreme.

However, this is only for Yang Chen, if he is replaced by someone else, this Shura blade will sink like a thousand catties.

There was a small river in front of him, and Yang Chen raised his arm with one arm and swung a knife towards the small river.

Whoosh –

A sharp red light flashed, and the river clicked, and it actually broke a crack more than a meter wide!

Strangely, the river seemed to have been cut off, and it froze for a moment, and then it began to flow slowly again.

"Cut off the stream?"

Yang Chen smiled with satisfaction, he didn't expect that this Shura blade was much stronger than he imagined, and it actually had the power to cut the flow with one sword.

"Yes, yes, much better than I thought. Yang Chen smiled at the Shura Blade.

Buzz –

The Shura Blade also let out a long howl in response.

Yang Chen was satisfied and in a very good mood.

Many martial cultivators in this time and space have their own spiritual weapons, such as Mochen's long sword, which is a spiritual weapon that recognizes the Lord.

The spirit weapon comes in a variety of forms, not necessarily an ice blade, but even a shovel or a burning stick.

Since returning to this time and space, Yang Chen has not had the opportunity to find a spiritual weapon, but he is more picky, even if he doesn't want it, he will never make do with it.

Each martial artist can only have one spiritual weapon, and it is difficult to replace the spiritual weapon once it is recognized.

This Shura blade, although it is far inferior to Yang Chen's Nether Halberd in the Tianwu Continent, is in this time and space. It's also a treasure at the pinnacle!

As for the importance of spiritual weapons, this concept is very intuitive, for example, the difference between two people with the same kung fu, one with bare hands and the other with a kitchen knife.

Early the next morning, as soon as Yang Chen walked out of the inn, he saw Anu and Ah Kang already waiting there.

Anu was wearing a pair of hot Qi Xiao shorts, two long legs were straight and long, tall and tall, with a high nose bridge, with her wheat-colored healthy skin, there were a few different exotic styles.

"Brother Yang, get in the car!"

Ah Dang regained his appearance, so he no longer wore a black robe and a hat, and changed into a clean and refreshing sportswear, showing a mouthful of white teeth when he laughed, but he was a sunny and clean young man.

"It's not big, it's not small!"

Anu glared at Ah Kang, then pulled the car door and said respectfully to Yang Chen: "Mr. Yang, please get in the car." ”

Yang Chen was stunned for a moment and smiled awkwardly. "Don't be so polite, just be a regular friend. ”

The Dulong people are the smallest ethnic minority in the whole of China, with less than 10,000 existing populations, and mainly live on both sides of the Dulong River Gorge in the western part of Gongshan.

This people believes in animism and reveres natural things. Full of reverence for nature.

They are indisputable, kind-hearted, resolute and upright, and value integrity and morality more than their own lives.

I'd rather starve to death than steal. No robbery, no cheating.

On the road, Ah Dang drove in front, Yang Chen and Anu sat in the back, the drive was relatively long, and it took nearly seven hours to drive.

Fortunately, the scenery along the way is good. Ah Kang was also very talkative, and Yang Chen didn't seem to be too bored.

"By the way, how did your father recruit Gu poison? I remember that your Dulong Clan didn't have Gu magic. ”

Yang Chen suddenly asked, he couldn't understand that the Dulong Clan was already mysteriously closed. There is very little contact with the outside world, and besides, Anu's father is still the patriarch of the Dulong clan, how could he provoke Gu poison?

The Dulong clan believes in witchcraft and does not know how to refine Gu, so this is very unreasonable.

"I don't know. I don't understand this either. ”

Speaking of his father, Anu's face flashed with helplessness and pain, sighed softly, and said: "My father has not left Dulong Village for decades, and he has almost no contact with the outside world. So it's even more unlikely to offend anyone.

There are also some tribal leaders of other ethnic groups who will come to visit my father, but my father has always had a good relationship with them, and they have no interest in each other, so they have no reason to play tricks on my father, so I have never been able to figure it out. Why did my father fall for Gu? ”

Yang Chen frowned and groaned for a while, and then asked, "Listen to you, your father was a Gu from three years ago, three years ago." Has anything special happened?"

"Nope!"

Anu affirmed: "I remember very clearly, no outsiders visited three years ago, and my father didn't do anything special, so he fell into Gu for some reason. ”

Yang Chen stretched out a finger and gently rubbed his temples, feeling that this was quite strange.

The motive and conditions for going down to Gu are not available, so how did Anu's father fall for Gu?

Besides, it's still that bloodworm Gu.

The Red Worm Gu is much more troublesome than the Golden Silk Gu, it can be regarded as an upgraded version of the Golden Silk Gu, and the Gu Master who can master this kind of Gu technique must be extraordinary.

Moreover, the person who plays the bloodworm Gu will also pay a great price himself, just raising the Gu seed of the bloodworm Gu. It takes a lot of time, a lot of money, and all kinds of natural treasures.

The price of the next Redworm Gu will be very huge, if it weren't for the hatred of the skin, no one would be willing to take the Redworm Gu out easily.

But Anu's father had no quarrel with the world. If you have no grievances with anyone, who will deal with him inexplicably?

The Dulong gathering place is located in the middle of nowhere, and the closer you get, the more difficult the road becomes, and you reach the foot of a mountain. You still need to get off the bus and walk for about two hours on the mountain road.

When I walked to the mountain gate, I saw a long table next to it, and there were melons, fruits, wine jars and other things on it.

"Princess Anu!"

Two young men with facial tattoos on their faces hurriedly ran in this direction.

"Are there outsiders in the stockade?" Anu asked, looking at the melons and fruits on the long table.

"Back to Princess Anu, a few foreigners have come today. They are all miracle doctors invited back from outside by the third master. One said respectfully.

Anu frowned, "Divine Doctor?"

The man nodded and said, "A few days ago, the patriarch's Gu poison suddenly broke out, and it was very serious, so the third master hurriedly went down the mountain in person and invited several divine doctors, who are now all in the patriarch's house, ready to treat the patriarch." ”

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yang Chen next to him vigilantly, "This is ......"

"This is my friend, who also came to help my father. ”

Anu replied, and the two hurriedly turned around, poured a bowl of wine and respectfully handed it to Yang Chen, "Distinguished guest." Please use wine. ”

Yang Chen was stunned, and Ah Dang next to him explained, "This is the rule of our Dulong clan, if outsiders come in, they need to drink a bowl of wine at the mountain gate to show respect." If you can't drink alcohol, you can drink water, just mean it. ”

Yang Chen raised his head and drank the wine at night.

The moment the wine entered his throat, Yang Chen's eyes suddenly condensed slightly, and then the corners of his mouth slightly hooked a playful arc.

As the princess of the Dulong clan, Anu was greeted respectfully by people along the way, but she didn't see anyone saluting Ah Dang.

"You are both the children of the patriarch, why don't they salute Ah Dare to salute?" Yang Chen asked curiously.

"You let him say it himself!" Anu suddenly glared at Ah Dang.

Ah Dang smiled, scratched his head and said: "Five years ago, I had a little trouble, and my father deprived me of the title of young son for five years as a punishment, so before the expiration of the five-year period, my identity is that of an ordinary clan, and they don't have to salute me." ”

The Dulong clan has always attached great importance to respect and identity, even if Ah Dang is the patriarch's own son, but during the period when he was deprived of the title of young son, they would only treat Ah Dang as an ordinary clansman, so Ah Dang could not enjoy the respect and status that a young son deserved.

In the Dulong clan, the daughter of the patriarch is called a princess, and the son is called a young son.

The existence is not large, all of them are wooden structures, the style is simple, the people here follow a more primitive life, and all of them wear ancient ethnic minority costumes.

They also rarely leave the area, and most of them are in the village from birth to death.

Walking here, it feels like you have traveled back in time.

"You Dulong clan is not simple. ”

On the way, Yang Chen has been observing everywhere, and finally understands why such a sparsely numbered nation has stood tall in the long river of thousands of years of history.

"What's wrong?" asked Ah Dang.

Yang Chen said: "At least half of your clansmen are martial cultivators!"

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