Hearing the cold snort of the old man of the blood cloud, the woman in red was also frightened.

She is not familiar with the old way of Xueyun, she only thinks of the yin and yang ditch to find an elixir to nourish her beauty, and there is no other pursuit, no matter how many secrets there are in the 100,000 mountains, it has nothing to do with her.

As a result, when he came to Heishui County, he was taken by the old road of Xueyun who arrived at the same time. She didn't know this veteran before, and when she saw him talking and flirting, she thought he was too old to be sarcastic, but she was quickly convinced by the anti-heaven methods of the old way.

Then he stammered with the old way, and after a night of romance, he helped her pick the elixir orchid grass this morning.

So she can only be regarded as a friend of the old way of the blood cloud, it is not a relationship at all, and this old way is not a little sling to talk about feelings with people, if she blocks the way of the old way of the blood cloud and goes against his will, the old guy will kill her mercilessly.

"Hee-hee, this handsome little guy is right. Orchids grow in deep valleys, and I don't want to develop a cold bitter gourd face. Since you want the little handsome guy, this orchid will be given to you. I hope you listen to the ancestor well, otherwise it will be useless even if you get the orchid. ”

The woman in red smiled like a peach blossom, but she hated Fang Ping'an to death in her heart, and cursed him to death this time.

In the morning, she threw it at Fang Ping'an, and the flower pot containing orchids flew towards Fang Ping'an.

Fang Ping'an stretched out his hand to take it, and actually took two steps back before unloading the true qi energy brought by the flower pot. It seems that this woman in red is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and her true qi power is stronger than herself.

However, this woman had been cultivating for at least ten years, while Fang Ping'an had only cultivated for a few months, even if she was a little weaker for the time being, it could still show how blessed the cultivation method of stealing the Heavenly Rat was.

"Thank you, fairy." Fang Ping'an didn't care whether the woman in red liked or hated it, the orchid grass finally returned to his hands, and he also said politely with a smile.

Seeing that Fang Ping'an was on the verge of life and death, Xueyun Lao Dao was still talking and laughing and behaving decently, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised, and his desire to accept him as a disciple became stronger and stronger.

But he didn't make up his mind quickly, if this kid was born with a thin life, then he would die. If he doesn't die, it's worth cultivating him vigorously.

"Boy, now that the orchid grass is in hand, you should be satisfied, right? If there are still questions, just say it. Old Dao of Blood Cloud stared at Fang Ping'an Dao.

"Thank you, Ancestor. The small wish is also gone, and now I am willing to go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire for the ancestors. Fang Ping'an said respectfully, but in his heart, he also greeted the eighteen generations of this old immortal ancestor eighteen times. I thought that Lao Tzu was going to beat you, and he would have beaten you earlier.

"Good. Have guts. Blood Cloud Ancestor praised Fang Ping'an, but then looked back at those pale cultivators, and ordered ten more people to come out. With the previous one person and Fang Ping'an, there are a total of twelve people.

I saw that Xueyun Lao Dao took out a stack of golden rune paper from his body, and the pattern drawn on it Fang Ping'an couldn't understand, but this pattern was very exquisite, and every stroke seemed to be written by everyone in calligraphy, and the dark power of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing instantly jumped on the paper.

This talisman paper is also worth a lot of money. Not only are the materials of these talismans made of real gold paper, but it also takes a lot of time to draw the patterns on these talismans. Fang Ping'an sighed, this old road came to the 100,000 mountains to explore the way, and it was also a bloody investment.

I just don't know what function this seemingly good rune paper has?

"Hmph, don't be ignorant, each talisman is worth more than your life. It's worth dying too. Blood Cloud Ancestor snorted coldly. These runes are all the explorations and inventions of my ancestors for hundreds of years, and they are more precious than the inventions of those scientists in the earthly world. ”

"Charms are also invented? Still compared to scientists? Fang Ping'an listened to it in his ears, and it was a shock no less than seeing the flying sword killing of the old way before, this evil old way is not only a swordsman but also an invention, it is indeed a long insight.

However, Fang Ping'an has not seen the effect of this invention.

Then, twelve people, including Fang Ping'an, each of them got a piece of talisman paper. If you usually get such a heavy piece of paper, it is called making a fortune. But now, there is really no reason to be happy, no matter how good things are in your hands, and you don't have the life to enjoy them, isn't that equal to zero eggs?

However, the rune paper in Fang Ping'an's hand was different from everyone else's, not only was it the width of a finger's finger larger, but the pattern on it was also a little more complicated. This is a control symbol, also known as a mother symbol.

The Blood Cloud Ancestor said to the other party Ping'an: "Wait a minute, after the rune array is activated, you will command the rune array to descend, and I can contact you through the rune in my hand."

This idea is similar to the biology professor I saw last time, who asked a death row prisoner to be a guinea pig, put on a wingsuit and fly down, and then the death row prisoner carried a submachine gun in his arms, a camera on his head, and a wireless walkie-talkie, and finally lost contact after a few kilometers.

Today, Fang Ping'an also became one of the guinea pigs, and his mood was also very agitated, and he didn't know what his fate would be.

Just as he was puzzled, suddenly the rune paper in the hands of the twelve people lit up, and a whirlwind broke out in the middle of the standing position, and finally a blue circle of light was formed, which was very beautiful. The twelve teams held the aperture evenly.

"Now run your True Qi." The Blood Cloud Old Dao ordered.

Twelve cultivators carried their true qi together on the rune paper.

"Take off." Seeing that he was ready, Lao Dao issued an order again.

Then the twelve people rotated around the aperture, like a whirlwind, rotating to produce a rising force, and the whole body really looked like a flying saucer outside the sky.

This veteran Dao made the design of the flying machine into a formation and blessed it in a kind of heavy talisman paper that resists old and pressure, and used the cultivator's own true qi as the power to rise or land.

It's a great invention. If a person's cultivation is true enough, he can fly into space like a flying man with a spell blessed with a special formation.

All this is really amazing, this is the cultivation realm, and it is really much stronger than the mortal realm.

"Boy, the command will be yours after liftoff. Apply your thoughts to the spell with spiritual power, control the flying formation and go down to the cliff, whether you can find the path and rise up to survive, it depends on your own creation. Remember, as long as you don't die, I will take you as an apprentice. Blood Cloud Ancestor commanded.

Fang Ping'an agreed. Half out of helplessness that his strength was inferior, and half out of the excitement of controlling the "flying saucer", he commanded the formation, and let the twelve people who were spinning slowly descend to the bottom of the cliff.

As soon as they reached the cliff, the eyes of the other cultivators were confused, no matter where they looked in all directions, they were nothing, and only Fang Ping'an's eyes could see the cliff behind and the mountain beam above.

Five hundred meters below, the cliff was still as straight and steep as a knife cut, and the further down it went, the cliff was divided into layers, each with a different beast in it, roaring at the twelve people who landed.

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