Chapter 46: The Black Shop of the Ethereal Valley

Zhao Xiaofeng had already made preparations, and as soon as the opponent's sword was drawn, his Blood Flame Divine Sword came up.

Blood Flame Divine Knife First Form: Blood Flame Soars into the Sky! A circle of blood-red flames, centered on Zhao Xiaofeng, instantly spread around. The air around them suddenly became hot.

The short sword in the old man's hand drew a large circle around him, and countless sword shadows tightly protected his short body. The blood-red flames around him couldn't burn in at all.

The Blood Flame Divine Sword in Zhao Xiaofeng's hand swung out again.

Blood Flame Divine Sword Second Style: Ten Thousand Beasts Dynasty Sect!

In the blood-red flames, tens of thousands of beasts rushed and trampled in one direction.

The countless sword shadows were shattered in an instant.

The short sword in the old man's hand was broken inch by inch.

A wave of heat is overwhelming......

The old man's body retreated sharply!

Zhao Xiaofeng suddenly withdrew his knife. With a "cang", the Blood Flame Divine Sword entered the sheath! The indestructible heat wave disappeared in an instant.

Since the other party has been defeated, Zhao Xiaofeng doesn't want to kill them all.

The old man's backward body suddenly stopped, and a sword-like light burst out of his cloudy old eyes.

Zhao Xiaofeng suddenly felt danger, and this feeling was like a lightning bolt, suddenly lighting up the dark night sky. He involuntarily grasped the Blood Flame Divine Sword.

The old man's long white hair suddenly stood on end, and instantly condensed into the shape of a sword, and his short body became a long hilt. This special "sword" attacked Zhao Xiaofeng with lightning speed.

The Blood Flame Divine Sword in Zhao Xiaofeng's hand had been swung out.

Blood Flame Divine Sword Third Style: Bloody Rain!

The main hall of the divine sword suddenly turned red, and the "human sword" that flew in the air floated motionless in the air, and it was torn apart in an instant, and it dissolved in a blink of an eye, turning into a rain of blood in the sky!

The blood rain in the sky really lives up to its name!

The lord of the Divine Sword Mansion is really dead this time!

Zhao Xiaofeng returned the Blood Flame Divine Sword to the sheath, and instead of the joy of victory, there was a layer of sadness on his face. He didn't want to kill, but unfortunately, the trees wanted to be quiet and the wind didn't stop.

The blood rain fell all over the sky, but a small orange bead floated quietly.

Zhao Xiaofeng knew that this was the inheritance orb of the Divine Sword Mansion.

The small orange beads turned into a touch of orange aperture, which wrapped around Zhao Xiaofeng's wrist, and the orange aperture became fainter and fainter, and in the end it was almost invisible.

Zhao Xiaofeng already had three inheritance orbs of different colors on his wrist. They are: the golden-blue inheritance orb of the Demon Island, the crimson inheritance orb of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, and the orange inheritance orb of the Divine Sword Mansion. The three Inheritance Orbs are all auxiliary artifacts, and if their powerful auxiliary functions are fully exerted, they can shock the world and cry ghosts and gods.

The Divine Sword Mansion on Divine Sword Mountain is still there, but who would have thought that it would now exist in name only!

Ethereal Valley.

Whoever goes to the Valley of Ethereal Beings will die without a place to be buried. For thousands of years, it has been a forbidden place in the Great Chu Empire. Even though it is a forbidden place, there are still people who risk their lives every year. This is not because of anything else, but because the Ethereal Valley is rich in natural treasures, among which the ore is the most cold crystal black iron, plum blossom sky eye, and flint blue coin, and the ingredients are bathed in fire red lotus, cold ditch snow grass, and 10,000-year-old corpse fruit.

Cold Crystal Dark Iron, Plum Blossom Sky Eye, and Flint Blue Coins are all excellent materials for making artifacts, and a little Cold Crystal Dark Iron Plum Blossom Sky Eye Flint Blue Coins are priceless treasures. The Red Lotus of the Bath in Fire, the Snow Grass of the Cold Ditch, and the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Fruit are all rare god-level ingredients, which can not only improve cultivation after eating, but also have many unexpected miraculous effects.

Although the Ethereal Valley is a forbidden place in the Great Chu Empire, it is not hidden here, and the terrain is not dangerous, and plum blossoms of various colors bloom at the entrance, yellow, red, and black...... The most amazing thing is that these plum blossoms bloom all year round. The Ethereal Valley is full of sunshine all year round, and it is foggy all year round, and its visibility is less than three feet.

It has always been a mystery how big the Ethereal Valley is! It is said that no one has ever made it to the depths of the Ethereal Valley alive. Legend has it that the valley lord of the Ethereal Valley is a murderous demon who never shows his true face. But he will reveal his true identity at the moment of killing. Legend has it that for thousands of years, only one monk escaped under the hands of the Lord of the Ethereal Valley. This monk is also the only one who has seen the true face of the Lord of the Ethereal Valley, and this monk is also the most familiar with the terrain of the Ethereal Valley. If you want to go to the Ethereal Valley, this monk is the best guide! It's a pity that for thousands of years, no one has heard of this monk, only that his Dharma name is Zhixian.

There was no one near the Ethereal Valley, but there was a small dilapidated hut thirty miles away.

There was a blind old woman selling wine in the small thatched hut. On the dark tandoor was a large flask. A faint aroma of wine wafted out, which was also a little intoxicating.

Autumn. This year's autumn seems to have come very early, and the grass on both sides of the road has withered early.

A thin young man was approaching step by step, his clothes were simple, but the knife on his back was particularly conspicuous. The red scabbard and red handle make this knife look extraordinary. The boy also had a half-cut wooden sword stuck in his waist. Although the boy is thin, his small face is very resolute and determined.

This young man is none other than Zhao Xiaofeng.

Before Zhao Xiaofeng arrived at the small thatched hut, the blind old woman greeted him attentively: "Come here, there is authentic rice wine here!"

The blind old woman opened the jug, and suddenly, a smell of wine came to her nose.

Zhao Xiaofeng stopped, glanced at the white-haired blind old woman in the small thatched shed, and couldn't help but walk over.

The blind old woman greeted with a smile: "The little guest officer must have come from afar, come and drink a bowl of fragrant and sweet rice wine." ”

Zhao Xiaofeng frowned: "I don't know how to drink." ”

The blind old woman smiled: "My wine is different from the wine in the hotel, even if it is a two or three-year-old doll, you can drink two sips." As she spoke, she fumbled for Zhao Xiaofeng to drink.

The cloudy rice wine was served in a small dilapidated lace porcelain bowl, and a faint aroma of wine wafted in the small thatched hut.

Zhao Xiaofeng took a sip and frowned.

It was his first time drinking!

The blind old woman smiled happily on the side: "How does it taste? A bowl of rice wine only sells for one copper coin!"

Zhao Xiaofeng drank all the rice wine in the bowl, and then slowly put the lace small porcelain bowl on the dark stove: "I...... No...... Drink it again......" His eyes were half-closed, and he couldn't stand on his feet.

The blind old woman's eyes that seemed to be closed suddenly opened, and she looked at the Blood Flame Divine Knife on Zhao Xiaofeng's back, and a greedy cold light burst out of her eyes.

This blind old woman's eyes are not blind at all!

Zhao Xiaofeng fell to the ground, unconscious.

The blind old woman was muttering to herself: "I didn't expect my medicinal wine to be so effective today. As she spoke, she carried Zhao Xiaofeng to the small thatched hut and hid her. Looking at her movements, she is by no means an old woman.

"I didn't expect business to be so good today! I just put down one, and I'm about to have four!" she muttered to herself, sitting down by the dark clay stove.

In the distance, the dust was flying, the horses were neighing, and in the blink of an eye, the four men and four horses had come to the edge of the small thatched hut.

The blind old woman greeted politely again: "Four guest officers, my blind old woman has a good rice wine here, do you want a bowl?"

Among the four, the leader is a middle-aged man who looks like a scholar, his name is Qiu Dalang. This Qiu Dalang always has a cloud of sorrow on his white face, so people secretly call him Chou Dalang. Among the four of them, this sorrowful man has the highest martial arts cultivation, and he has now reached the middle stage of the Spirit Realm. The other three are all strong men with five big faces and three thicknesses: Jiang Ling with a red face, Luo Tian with a black face, and Hong Qiao with a purple face. Jiang Ling's martial arts cultivation reached the late stage of the Middle Spirit Realm, Luo Tian's martial arts cultivation reached the early stage of the Middle Spirit Realm, and Hong Qiao's martial arts cultivation was the lowest, just reaching the Shaoling Realm.

Chou Dalang glanced at the dilapidated little thatched hut, and the gloom on his face became thicker. He jerked the reins, sat down on the yellow huspit, and with a long roar, the man stood up. He looked at the blind old woman in front of him, and his brows tightened.

Chou Dalang got off the horse, and the three strong men behind him also got off the horse.

Chou Dalang sighed, "Pour us four bowls of wine!" he said, placing a large ingot of silver on the dark clay stove.

The blind old woman fumbled, tremblingly grabbed the ingot of silver, and her thin face bloomed with joy: "Listening to the sound of the silver on the stove, I know that the guest officer is a living bodhisattva who saves the suffering." As she spoke, she stroked the silver in her hand: "A bowl of rice wine sells for a copper plate, and the guest officer is such a big piece of silver......"

Sorrowful Dalang said: "Four bowls of rice wine, one ingot of silver, and you don't need to find the rest of the money!" he said, picked up a bowl of rice wine, and drank it all. The three strong men behind him also drank a bowl of wine.

The blind old woman's eyes that seemed to be closed suddenly opened, she looked at the sorrowful Dalang and his party, and smiled gloomily: "It seems that my old woman is going to make a windfall today!"

Sorrowful Dalang's white face suddenly turned red, and he pointed at the old woman with his hand: "I didn't expect it...... You ......" He didn't finish a sentence before he fell......

The three strong men behind Chou Dalang had already fallen to the ground unconscious.

The blind old woman looked at the four people who fell to the ground and sneered: "Even if it is a fairy-like cultivation, as long as you drink the medicinal wine of the old body, you will lie on the ground like a dead dog." ”

As soon as she said this, she heard someone laughing behind her.

The blind old woman looked back in shock. Behind her stood a thin teenager with a red knife on his back.

Zhao Xiaofeng! The blind old woman standing behind her was actually Zhao Xiaofeng!

Zhao Xiaofeng said coldly: "I drank your medicinal wine, and I'll be fine!"

The blind old woman immediately regained her composure, and she smiled on her face, but her hand sneaked into her bosom......

Chapter Forty-Seven: The Vicious Battle of the Ethereal Valley

The blind old woman's hand crept into her bosom, and with a shake of her hand, a slender silver chain was shaken straight.