Chapter 12: Reincarnation in the Blood Pool

Seeing the appearance of the West Rat King who wanted to speak and stopped, Lu Qingshan couldn't help but be aroused.

Turning his head to look at the Bai Piaodao man who was standing uncomfortably on the side, Lu Qingshan said: "I will help you settle this matter, and accept you a peachwood sword as a reward, and we will clear it up." ”

Bai Piaodao nodded in a hurry.

Lu Qingshan stroked the sword with satisfaction, sword cultivation sword cultivation, sword cultivation can only be cultivated with a sword, he finally has his first sword weapon.

After explaining to the Bai Piao Daoist, Lu Qingshan turned his head to look at the King of the West Rat, and said, "You lead the way, I want to see what kind of strangeness makes you so difficult to tell." ”

As soon as Lu Qingshan opened his mouth, he got up obediently, and he didn't care about the injury on his body that had just been split for Lu Qingshan, and as soon as he kicked his calf, he jumped onto the courtyard wall.

Lu Qingshan followed.

The rat and the man quickly disappeared into the courtyard.

Seeing Lu Qingshan's figure disappear, Bai Piaodao breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now he saw that Lu Qingshan was a thunderbolt with a swing of his sword, but he was so frightened that he didn't dare to take a breath, for fear that this young monk would be unhappy, and he would turn around and give himself a sword.

He's not a rat demon, he's still alive after resisting two swords.

"Without the peachwood sword, I can't do this work of exorcising evil spirits, no, this time I want to make up for the loss."

Bai Piaodao looked at the slightly messy scene in front of him, his mind moved, his eyes fluttered, he thought for a moment, and thought about it.

Bai Piaodao took some ash from the incense burner and put it in the corner of the wall that was slashed by Lu Qingshan's thunder sword, and then took out the cinnabar used to draw the talisman from his bosom and wiped it on the corner of his mouth.

After dressing up his injured face, Bai Piaodao opened the closed door and stumbled out, his face pale, and said weakly to many villagers: "What a powerful overlord of Western Chu!" Old way, I almost killed the ghost, but was devoured by the ghost. ”

Hearing the sound coming from the courtyard, the villagers, who had been uneasy for a long time, saw that Bai Piaodao looked weak, and hurriedly came up to support Bai Piaodao.

The owner of the house, Li Lao Er, was even more apprehensive, rubbed his hands staggeredly, and stepped forward to ask tentatively: "Dao Chief, I don't know what happened to the overlord of Xichu?" ”

Bai Piaodao glanced at Li Lao Er, with a tragic expression on his face: "This Western Chu Overlord is a terrible ghost, his means are so powerful that ordinary means can't subdue it."

Helplessly, Lao Dao had no choice but to lose Shouyuan and cast the forbidden magic thunder technique of the master, and then he was killed!

This time, the loss of the essence blood of the old Tao is huge, and he needs to recuperate, and from then on, the old way will no longer take any exorcism! ”

Bai Piao Daoist looked up at the villagers, and said: "Although the loss this time is not small, but the elimination of demons is within the responsibility of my cultivators, and I am fortunate to live up to my mission."

The overlord of Western Chu has been scattered and turned into ashes, you can go in and pack up the ashes of this overlord of Western Chu and seal them in the altar.

From now on there will be no more evil things, and be of good cheer. ”

Hearing Lao Dao say this, the villagers couldn't hold back their curiosity, and crowded into Li Laoer's house one after another, wanting to see the ashes of this amazing overlord of Western Chu.

Hiss –

When they entered the backyard and saw that under the backyard wall, it was scorched black, and the villagers couldn't help but gasp.

Obediently, this long method is so powerful, it has split the ground like this, no matter how fierce this Western Chu overlord is, he will definitely not be able to stand it.

Seeing the surprised appearance of the villagers, Bai Piaodao was proud.

That young man prostituted me with a family heirloom peachwood sword, how can I suffer a loss, this must not give his credit back to Bai Xuan.

The villagers were scared and frightened.

Seeing this scene, Li Lao Er hesitated for a moment, and finally stood up and said loudly to the villagers: "The Taoist chief sacrificed so much in order to help our village get rid of ghosts, and we received this great favor, and we can't repay it. ”

The onlookers responded one after another.

The "weak" Bai Piaodao man nodded with satisfaction when he saw this scene.

Li Er, yes, very good, I didn't mistake you!

......

Lu Qingshan followed the King of the West Rat and walked along the mountain road into the city for nearly an hour.

Finally under a small hill, the West Rat King stopped and took Lu Qingshan to turn in.

Walked for a few more moments.

An open field full of rocks appeared in front of me.

Lu Qingshan looked at the West Rat King, waiting for his explanation.

"That Li Lao Er has business dealings with a restaurant in Yuanshan City, so every once in a while, he has to transport a truckload of wine to Yuanshan City."

"That day, I was hungry, drank some wine, and got into the car in a daze.

I followed the car until I was halfway there, and suddenly I smelled a strange smell, so I jumped out of the car out of instinct and groped all the way along the source of the smell.

Then I found it, and there was a pool of blood, and it was full of scarlet blood.

I stepped forward to take a look, and saw that the pool of blood was thick with blood, and there were many red bead-like objects tumbling in it.

The strange thing is that the strange fragrance came from these red beads, and I couldn't help but eat one.

Strange to say, the beads don't look big, but when I ate one, I felt like it was holding up.

Then I left in a daze, and as a result, I began to slowly develop my intelligence, and I was able to speak and become what I am now. ”

"Later, according to my memory, I returned along the road, trying to find the blood pool again, but the blood pool turned into a chaotic stone forest in front of me.

It was as if everything was a dream, but the changes that occurred in me clearly told me that what was happening was not a hallucination. ”

The little eyes of the West Rat King looked at Lu Qingshan cautiously, for fear that Lu Qingshan would not believe his words.

Lu Qingshan remained motionless, his face sank as he looked at the chaotic stone forest in front of him.

He has not only seen the scene mentioned by the King of Western Rats, but also knows it very well.

[Blood Pool Reincarnation]!

Collect the essence blood of countless Terrans, gather it in a blood pool, and then pass through the blood pool to reincarnate a demon with demon blood!

This is also the ultimate goal of the demon cultivators to launch the Corpse Golem Rebellion.

But isn't this something that only began to appear after the Corpse Golem Rebellion started?

Lu Qingshan's heart sank suddenly.

What's going on?

Lu Qingshan understood that the chaotic stone forest in front of him should actually be an illusion manifested by a high-grade phantom array.

But with his current cultivation, there was no way to break through the formation and enter it.

That day, I don't know what went wrong with this phantom array, and it temporarily lost its effect, which made the King of the West Rat discover the blood pool, and also stole a blood spirit bead, thus awakening the phantom rat bloodline in his body.

"Let's get out of here first."

Lu Qingshan opened his mouth and said to the King of Western Rats.

Although for some reason, such an important thing as the blood pool will suddenly be left unguarded, so that a giant rat will walk back and forth without losing a single hair.

But no one knows if there will be a demon cultivator who will suddenly come back.

Lu Qingshan's current cultivation, if he bumped into the demon cultivator who established this blood pool, he would be dead.

He didn't dare to take risks, so he didn't dare to stay here longer.