(Cat flutters Chinese Hua Ji didn't want to look at the front of this painting, it was too miserable, the man had no face, and the woman was full of holes.

He studied the red dots and red lines in the north.

There are eight red dots, and the middle one is slightly larger. And the red line twisted and twisted, strung three of the red dots, and then winded outward, stretched out about fifteen or sixteen centimeters, and then stopped.

"Eight red dots, do they correspond to the eight peaks of Kunlun Mountain?" Hua Ji easily thought of a possibility.

Just as he was about to delve into it, the short-legged Zhao Qianzong came with news.

"What are you doing, calf?" Zhao Qianzong greeted.

"I'm in Kunlun, you know this. The calf has something to say, please. "Not to be outdone.

Zhao Qianzong was extremely poor, and said directly: "Just now I passed by our Zhao family's meeting room and heard a few old men chatting. ”

Hua Ji was a little strange: "What does the old man of the Zhao family have to do with me?"

"I don't know if it has anything to do with it, I heard the words Blood Demon and Kunlun. ”

When Hua Ji heard this, he was shocked: "Hey, I grass, it really has something to do with me, in detail." ”

Zhao Qianzong snorted: "It's gone." ”

Hua Ji trembled angrily, and said half-way: "You can hear these words together." ”

"What else do you want? With these few words, you can be on guard. Zhao Qianzong said dissatisfied. finished, and he hung up the line directly.

Hua Ji pondered for a while and sorted out a clue.

Since some people in the Zhao family are studying the issue of bloodline awakening, it is normal for them to be interested in the bloodline left by the blood demon. The amount of bloodline obtained by the blood demon slaughtering more than 100,000 people will definitely not be less.

In today's society, it is difficult to get so much blood.

Even if Hua Ji and Xu Buyu can ensure the safety of others when they extract other people's bloodlines, once they are discovered, it is also a very dangerous thing.

Now the media is so developed, once it is exposed, hehe, Huaji will be pointed out by Qianfu, and in the end, Mei Renwei and others in the future bureau probably don't mind killing him to set an example.

As for directly slaughtering bloodlines like the Blood Demon, it is even more impossible.

However, what Hua Ji couldn't understand was that even if the Blood Demon had the means to slaughter 100,000 people at once, how could he take out the bloodlines of so many people.

According to Xu Budu's experience, Hua Ji knew that if he wanted to take out a person's bloodline, at least one or two times, according to the fastest situation, it would take half an hour.

One and a half hours, 100,000 people need 50,000 hours, which is a lot of work.

Hua Ji thought of this question, so he chatted with Xu Buzhi by the way.

"Since the Blood Demon doesn't care about the life or death of the person being extracted, maybe there is some way to increase the speed of extraction. Xu Buzhi knew almost everything about extracting bloodline-related knowledge, and it only took half a minute for him to give the answer.

"But one person extracts the bloodline of 100,000 people in a short period of time, no matter how fast it is, it can't work. "Hua Ji still has doubts.

"Science is like that, maybe when you know the truth, it feels very simple, but before, there is always no clue. Roll the calves, I'm going to sleep. Xu Budun hung up the line directly.

In the middle of the night, Xu Buyu had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by Hua Ji, a little impatient.

"Cut, it's such an unscientific thing to extract blood, you give me science. "The flower is extremely contemptuous.

Hanaji has no clue. How did the Blood Demon do it, you can put it aside for the time being, and what you have to do now is to take the huge amount of bloodline left by the Blood Demon as your own.

The use of the bloodline has not yet been found, but Hua Ji believes that it will not take long. Because the comrades have studied too hard, the spirit of making up for comrades has done anything.

There are a lot of interests in the huge amount of bloodline left by the blood demon, and now Hua Ji knows that there are three. He, Wan Gu Sect, and the Zhao family.

Hanagoku once again focused his gaze on the back of the painting.

The red lines and red dots are painted with cinnabar. This painting was painted by an unknown brother for more than a hundred years, and there is no doubt about it, but who painted this red dot and red line badly.

Maybe it's the blood demon, maybe it's the 'sister' in the painting, maybe it's Guan Ke, maybe it's the Wangumen woman who is good with Guan Ke.

Back then, Guan Ke's family life was happy and his husband and wife were loving, but he suddenly left home and eloped with a woman from Wan Gumen, which also caused no turmoil. Guan Siming's mother passed away as a result, and Guan Siming also grew up under the contemptuous eyes of his uncle and uncle, and was ridiculed and bullied by his cousins.

However, if Guan Ke is alive, he will definitely be the person who is the steward's dingding, and Guan Si Ming can live happily under the protection of his father Guan Ke, but he may not have such a big entry and will not be able to become a god-level figure in the prosperous generation.

But in any case, there must be such a hurdle in Guan Siming's heart, and he wants to ask his father why.

Hua Ji looked at the red dot red line and had no clue, and couldn't help but start his thoughts.

There is no connection between the eight red dots, and it is a bit far-fetched to insist on the eight peaks of Kunlun Mountain, but if it is not, no one will believe it.

However, the proportions of the distance of these red dots, as well as the directions, are completely different from the map in Hanagoku's mind.

If these red dots represent the eight mountains of Kunlun Mountain, the big red dot in the middle is the main peak of Kunlun Mountain.

Above the big red dot in the middle, that is, in the north, there is only one side peak.

And the map of Kunlun Mountain in Hua Ji's mind, above the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, that is, in the north, there are two side peaks.

Hua Ji was on the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, and he also observed that there were indeed two side peaks in the north that were exactly the same as the map in his mind. But according to the red dot, there is only one.

Wrong.

Hua Ji frowned into a chrysanthemum, trying to figure it out, his hand, casually turning the painting, suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"I'll go, this red dot is drawn so casually, it's not at all the up, north, down, south of an ordinary map. Hua Ji exclaimed, his eyes shining.

Ordinary maps are all up and down to south, and Hua Ji has always looked at the map this way, so his thinking is limited.

He turned the painting around, and shifted the red dot to the right, to the east.

Then I zoomed in on the map in my head. The location of the eight peaks corresponds exactly to the red dot.

In the north of the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, there are two side peaks, and in the south, there are two side peaks, in the east, one, in the west, two.

And so it was. Hanaji jumped for joy.

He checked the red line again, starting with the side peak on the east side, passing through the two side peaks on the north side, and then winding all the way north. It is basically the road that Hua Ji took when he came, and finally when he was about to leave Kunlun Mountain, he went east again.

He looked at the map in his mind, saw that the red line was in the middle of the valley of death, and stopped.

"Dizzy, the valley of death is not easy to enter. "Hanaji has a headache.

Death Valley, also known as the Gate of Hell, is a large canyon that runs east-west, flanked by the main ridge of the Kunlun Mountains and the continuous Qilian Snow Mountains.

The Valley of Death is about thirty kilometers wide and more than a hundred kilometers long, which is not a big one for cultivators. However, the legend of the Valley of Death definitely made cultivators fearful.

Death Valley is warm and humid because of the ridges on both sides to block the cold winds, and the climate is pleasant, with abundant water and grass.

However, the herdsmen of the Western Regions would rather starve their cattle and sheep to death on the Gobi Desert than enter the valley of death. Because of the animals and people that enter, there are almost no people who can come out. Even those who came out became insane and incoherent, shouting 'devils', 'hell' and so on.

Of course, modern science has also shown that there are neither demons nor hell in Death Valley, but because of the topography of Death Valley, thunderclouds are particularly prone to gathering. In the Valley of Death, the magnetism is abnormal, and the strength of the magnetism is also fluctuating, resulting in a very easy discharge.

Some scientists even believe that the super magnetism in Death Valley is also one of the reasons why thunderclouds tend to gather.

There have also been cultivators who have tried to enter, but the results are not very good, and the results are not much different from those of ordinary people.

Hua Ji looked at the map and said secretly: "Maybe the three mountains worn by this red thread can find a large bottle of blood, so there is no need to go to the Valley of Death to wander around." However, the third mountain that the red line wears is the mountain where Chu Sangsang killed the old way, which is not easy to do. ”

In any case, let's study the starting point of the red line first.

As soon as it was dawn, Hua Ji began to set off and rushed to the east side peak.

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the eastern side peak, Hua Ji heard a giggle, it was Chu Sangsang. Frustrated, he stopped, turned around, and drew his sword.

He looked nervously at Chu Sangsang in front of him, ready to flee or fight at any time.

"Sir, I thought about it, let's not fight first, find the baby and then fight, okay?" Chu Sangsang walked towards Huaji empty-handed.

"How do you know I'm here?" Hua Ji looked at Chu Sangsang who was smiling and groaning with his bare hands, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly took a few steps back.

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