Mu Yizhen seemed to be holding his breath, and he didn't see how he moved, and turned to the next fork in the road like a gust of wind.

"Senior Brother Mu Yi," Qingyun Zhenren flicked the sleeves of his robe and followed. "In my opinion, this pool of blood was built here, and it was also intentional."

Mu Yizhen listened to Qingyun Zhenren talk about a lot of blood cultivation in the past two days, so when he passed by the fork in the road just now, he could see at a glance that the round pool was a blood pool formation used by people with a little bit of blood cultivation skills to gather blood into spirits.

The holes in the stone walls around the blood pool were used to house the blood lords, and the monks were imprisoned like animals, in the stone caves where they would be able to put down one person. They contain a rich spiritual blood, which will flow along the grooves that connect the caves to each other into the pool of blood below, for those who stand on the central cylinder of the pool of blood to cultivate.

When Mu Yizhen stood in front of the blood pool, he closed his eyes and seemed to see that the blood of dozens of disciples was squeezed dry, and his body was gradually drying up, while the person standing in the middle was more and more hideous.

"I said," Mu Yizhen said in a deep voice, "There are not so many coincidences in this world. ”

"It seems like a coincidence, but it's just a man-made cause and effect."

Although Mu Yizhen's voice was not much different from usual, Qingyun Zhenren could still hear that something was not quite right in his mood.

With a sigh of relief in his heart, Qingyun Zhenren soothed: "Yes, I understand what you mean, senior brother." ”

"That person must have many considerations for building a blood pool here. I think this foggy realm may be one of them. ”

Mu Yizhen walked through the darkness and tugged at the corners of his mouth: "The origin of the Misty Hidden Realm, you know better than me. Ancestor ......"

Speaking of the master of the real people of Yushan, their ancestors took the real people of the Tao, and Mu Yizhenren's words were a little more angry. The two were speechless for a while.

Qingyun Zhenren pondered for a long time and asked, "Uncle Yushan asked Nawan Butcher Knife to find the hidden realm, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse?" ”

But he is just asking, and he doesn't necessarily need an answer. This question, maybe Mu Yizhen doesn't know the answer.

"If Chu Ke can take back the hidden realm, at least he won't fall into the hands of this careerist who is going against the grain. Is it a good thing? ”

"The world is unpredictable." Mu Yizhen is not as optimistic as Qingyun Zhenren, "It depends on Chu Ke's temperament." Moreover, the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife has been sealed for a long time, and the Dao pattern is damaged, so it is also a question whether it can fit into the hidden realm. ”

"Chu Ke's temperament, according to what I saw in the Yuntai martial arts test the day before yesterday, it is not too bad. As for the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife...... Uncle Yushan may not have thought that the news of the Misty Hidden Realm would appear so soon. Qingyun Zhenren nodded, as if talking to himself, "I hope Uncle Yushan's choice will not be wrong." ”

Then, as if to reassure himself, he recalled the scene of Chu Ke's Yuntai martial arts test. Qingyun Zhenren thought that although this young man had times to be ruthless, more often than not, there was still room for it. In this way, he is really not a ruthless and tyrannical person.

The dark road, turning left and right, seems to be unable to walk to the end.

The light of the psychic bead shone on Mu Yizhenren's robe, and Qingyun Zhenren saw the patterns on the corners of his robe that turned over as he walked.

"Senior Brother Mu Yi," Qingyun Zhenren suddenly asked, "You said, that person built the blood pool here, and then abandoned it at this time. Is it a stealing bell, or is there no silver here? ”

The blood pool is certainly reminiscent of blood cultivation, but this place is exposed, and people with a heart can naturally think of the Misty Hidden Realm. The person who built the blood pool, is the drunkard not interested in drinking or does he want to kill more birds with one stone?

Mu Yizhen paused in his footsteps, turned around and squinted at Qingyun Zhenren: "Senior brother, is this a guess?" ”

The muscles on Qingyun Zhenren's cheeks trembled, and he shook his beard: "Senior brother, isn't it?" ”

Mu Yizhen was noncommittal, and only said: "Speculation can only be speculation, and there must always be real evidence." Besides, I really can't figure out what he is trying to do in this mist. ”

"Do you know what's in the Misty Realm that deserves this man?"

Qingyun Zhenren shook his head: "The ancestors of the Daoist have been dead for hundreds of years, and I haven't entered the Xuantian Gate when his old man got the Misty Hidden Realm, where can I know the inside story of the Misty Hidden Realm." I vaguely heard that the ancestor of the Dao Riding had paid a great price to recover the Misty Hidden Realm. ”

"But you, Senior Brother Mu Yi, you were already a disciple of Xuantian Sect at that time?"

"I also heard about it from my brother's door." Mu Yizhen shook his head and paused suddenly, "Maybe two people can know about this." ”

Two people?

Qingyun Zhenren pondered for a moment, thought about Mu Yizhenren's qualifications, and asked, "Isn't it the sect master and Ruoxu?" Now in the Xuantian Gate, the seniority is deeper than that of Senior Brother Mu Yi, and that is these two senior brothers. ”

These two people started earlier than Mu Yizhen, and they were both disciples of Xuanyin Peak.

"Perhaps." Mu Yizhen was noncommittal and said, "I still remember an old thing. In that year, Wu Yu Sect set up a conference and invited the ancestor of the Taoist to go, and when he was leaving, the ancestor of the Taoist was kind and kind, and he responded. Before leaving, he suddenly announced a retreat. Moreover, this closure is more than three years. ”

Qingyun Zhenren felt that his senior brother's words were indistinct, and asked, "Senior brother said so, this matter will be related to the Misty Hidden Realm?" ”

"I'm not so sure. But thinking about it today, it may have something to do with the hidden world. Mu Yizhen is humane, "Although the hidden realm can provide many benefits to the host, if it is forcibly collected and stripped away, it will cause certain harm to the host itself. ”

"The origin of the Misty Hidden Realm...... It seems to be related to the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife. ”

Qingyun real person said: "Not bad. I have seen similar references in many texts, but they have been vague and unclear as to what the connection is. But looking at Uncle Gangshan's arrangement, I think he also knows a thing or two. ”

Mu Yizhen nodded: "This can make sense." ”

"What do you mean by that, senior brother?"

Mu Yizhen didn't answer directly, but asked, "Senior brother, why don't you think about the source of the hidden realm?" ”

Qingyun Zhenren is just unclear about the origin of this misty hidden world, but when it comes to the source of the hidden world, he is not ambiguous: "There are two sources of the hidden world, but in fact, they can also be one." In this vast world, there are many small worlds that have not been explored, or have rough shapes, but there is no heaven and earth aura in them, sun, moon and stars. ”

"A high-powered monk is able to capture these small worlds floating in the vast worlds, and cultivate these small worlds into shrunken worlds by condensing their own spirits and introducing the aura of heaven and earth. This kind of hidden realm is small from the monks, and whether it is acquired or stripped away, there will not be much damage. ”

Qingyun Zhenren shook his head as he spoke: "The Misty Hidden Realm obviously does not belong to this category. ”

"These small realms will also take the initiative to choose the magic weapon with high spirituality, and use the aura on the magic weapon to nourish themselves, and this is the second thing. This kind of hidden realm is parasitic on the magic weapon for a long time, and it is contaminated with the breath of the magic weapon, and will default to the spirit master of the magic weapon as the host, maintaining a symbiotic relationship with each other. ”

Mu Yizhen nodded: "The hidden realm can not only parasitize on the monks, and use the monks' energy to store the aura of heaven and earth, but also parasitize on the high-level magic weapons with spirits, coexist with the magic weapons, and absorb the spirituality of the magic weapons." ”

"Not bad."

"The Ten Thousand Butcher Knife is a divine weapon for martial cultivators, but it is not of much use to soul cultivators. Even, the aura on the body of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife will damage the qi veins of the soul cultivators. Although Mu Yizhen's words were speculation, he said with some affirmation.

"If the Misty Hidden Realm was first born with the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, then it must have been contaminated with the bloody aura on the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife. This is contrary to the path of soul cultivation of the Ancestor of the Riding Dao, so when he received this hidden realm, I am afraid that it took a lot of effort, even to the point where he needed to retreat and practice. ”

Mu Yizhen stood in front of a stone wall.

Qingyun Zhenren had been only talking, and at this time, he looked down at the psychic bead in his hand, only to find that the crimson line in the psychic bead had returned to a vertical and upright state.

"This is it?"

Qingyun Zhenren looked at the pitch-black stone wall in front of him, and then looked at the same stone wall behind him, and even raised and lowered his head to look up, down, left and right.

After confirming that there was no one around, his face showed a little surprise: "It's really gone, is it because of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife?" ”

Mu Yizhen shook his head and stood in front of a seemingly inconspicuous wall that was no different from other stone walls: "Maybe." You have to believe that Uncle Gangshan will not be untargeted. ”

"Him?" Speaking of Bishan Zhenren, Qingyun Zhenren showed a somewhat helpless look, and his speech was a little weak: "Uncle Shi doesn't play cards according to common sense, and we are really unable to resist." ”

"Chu Ke has entered the hidden realm?" Qingyun Zhenren stomped his feet, held the psychic beads, and got close to the surrounding stone walls, and checked all the corners and corners of this dark passage, and finally saw a small depression.

"Senior Brother Mu Yi, can Chu Ke do it?" Even though he knew that it might be the arrangement of the real person of Yushan, Qingyun Zhenren was still a little uneasy in his heart. Without him, the impression of this uncle is always not very reliable.

"It's just that if the Misty Hidden Realm implies a hostile aura, it will put pressure on the host." Qingyun Zhenren said, and his face showed a little worried: "The ancestor of the Riding Dao should have been a real person at that time, and with his old man's ability, he actually spent a lot of effort on such a small hidden realm. Chu Ke's cultivation is low, and I am afraid that there is nothing he can do. ”

"But you can't forget the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife." Mu Yizhen seemed to be calm at this time, and he no longer looked worried.

Qingyun Zhenren's face was worried, and finally said: "This may be the entrance to the hidden world, oh ......"

"No way!" Mu Yizhen sensed Qingyun Zhenren's intentions and hurriedly stopped him, "The Misty Hidden Realm has been abandoned for a long time since the Dao Master Ancestor left. For hundreds of years, the aura of heaven and earth has been lost, and it will definitely not be able to withstand the pressure of high-level monks. Our entry will definitely break the rules of the Hidden Realm, and even cause the collapse of this small world. ”

"You don't want to be nonsense!"

Qingyun Zhenren wanted to enter the hidden realm in a hurry, and was trained by Mu Yizhen, but he had no idea. (To be continued.) )