A majestic palace.

The expressionless gods and guards stand on both sides of the palace gate, like sculptures. Under the tall palace gate, the divine guard was as small as dust. Looking through the open vermilion palace gate, there is no end in sight to the palace gates.

The empty palace has no patrolling guards, no maidservants who come in and out.

As far as the eye can see, the floor is covered with black gold slabs that are polished smooth to illuminate people's shadows, and they are dotted with golden light in the sun, dyed with a layer of luxury. The neatly arranged stone carvings on both sides of the road are simple and simple. The stone carvings are lifelike, telling the story of a hundred ghosts walking at night, or hideous, or vicious, or cold, or treacherous.

The whole palace was unusually silent, there was no sound, but there was an indescribable pressure, and it was unfathomable.

Even the blood beast on the wall honestly lowered its body and didn't dare to say a word.

In the depths of the empty and lonely palace, under the towering dome, a young man with long hair and a shawl sat quietly on a high platform. Dense blood-colored patterns, from the four sides of the main hall, converge on the high platform in the center of the hall.

The boy looked very weak, his eyes were closed, and his face was a little pale. The most striking thing is his waist-length hair, which is snow-white at the ends.

He is the world-famous "Blood Country Sick Tiger" Bei Shuisheng.

The incense curling in the hall was unusually quiet.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, and his black eyes were indescribably peaceful and profound.

A black shadow flew into the hall, and it was a goshawk. The goshawk's pupils were crimson, and the divine steed was abnormal, falling on the long case in the main hall, spitting out a red blood cell......

The young man tugged at his lips helplessly, his pale face looked unusually weak. He left his seat and walked to the desk, his loose black robe dragging on the floor.

"If you don't have a message tree, you just don't take advantage of it. ”

The teenager muttered to himself.

God's Blood has been trying to create a message tree, but so far it has not been successful.

The difference between blood spiritual power and yuan power is huge. The message tree is not available. Previously, it was also proposed to use Yuan Xiu's captives to use the message tree, but later this proposal was rejected due to secrecy. The blood of the gods is now generally used by blood birds to deliver letters, which is quite primitive compared to the message tree of the Five Elements Heaven.

Compared with the development of the Five Elements Heaven, which has been developed for more than a thousand years, the foundation of the blood of the gods is still a little weaker. Although in terms of combat power, it is not inferior to the Five Elements Heaven, but in other aspects, the gap is quite huge.

North Aquatic has already ordered an increase in manpower, but so far. Progress is still slow. He also knew that it was useless to be in a hurry about this matter, how many years did it take the Five Elements Heaven to create the message tree, and it had gone through hundreds of years of improvement to have the current message tree.

If there is anything in the Five Elements Heaven that can compare with the cultivation world, then the message tree must be one of them.

The Blood of the Gods even tried the paper crane of the Xiuzhen era, but compared to the message tree, the speed of message transmission was still a little worse. The progress of the Kingdom of God News Tree is slow, although the paper crane is not yet perfect. But there are already some rudimentary forms, and the blood spiritual power is also spiritual power, and there is no obstacle to urging the paper crane, which is troubled by the material.

But for now. It is more reliable and safer to use more blood birds.

Bei Shuisheng's slender and pale fingertips, touching the blood cell, the blood cell turned into a blood light and submerged into his body.

Beishui closed his eyes. After a careful experience, Banxiang opened his eyes and chuckled: "Little Wuxing Tian? It's also up to them to think of it." It's a good idea, though. It's kind of interesting. ”

He began to write at his desk, and after a few moments, he folded the written note. The goshawk flew up to him, swallowed the folded paper in one gulp, and flew away.

The goshawk was like a signal, constantly flying in with blood, all kinds of different things, piled up on the long case in front of him.

He stretched and got to work. His speed is very fast, and his instructions are only a few words, and he is smooth.

About two hours later, he stopped, rubbing his head, his face tired. After a few moments, he stood up, walked down from the high platform, and moved his limbs.

Today's work is done, you can be in a daze.

Sunlight shines in through the temple gate, and behind the temple gate, a line of light and darkness is drawn.

Bei Shui Sheng stopped in the shadows behind the boundary line and sat down, holding his chin in a daze. This is his favorite pastime, he only spends two hours a day on affairs, and the rest of the time, just looks out of the palace.

All the palace doors were ordered to be opened by him so that he could see outside the palace.

The palace gates stretch one after another, the long black gold stone road, the endless stone carvings are arranged, and the outermost gate is only the size of a sesame seed in his eyes.

The world outside the palace is only the size of a sesame seed.

The young man held his chin, looking very attentive, and sometimes the corners of his mouth would curve a trace of arc, as if he thought of something happy, with a little yearning.

The dome behind him was empty and cold.

Ningcheng, Sword Cultivation Dojo.

Fu Yonghao's face was full of disapproval, what is the point of two children fighting? He would feel bored if he stayed here for a minute longer.

The war has been going on for three years, and many things are different from before. The brutal war is like a mountain, pressing on everyone's heart, and under pressure, the rhythm naturally becomes much faster. Whether it is cultivation or life, there is a considerable difference from back then.

In the past, the Yuan cultivators of an Outer Yuan Realm could already be called a good hand. And now, the Yuan Cultivation in the Outer Yuan Realm is ten times more than three years ago? Everyone is desperately cultivating, all of them are desperately looking for methods that can speed up their cultivation, blood crystals, yuan food, etc., all the means that can be used, there are countless people pondering.

In troubled times, strength is the only dependence on survival, and those who can't keep up will naturally be eliminated.

Elimination is death.

But the eldest sister didn't say anything, no matter how impatient Fu Yonghao was in his heart, he didn't dare to make trouble. For his eldest sister, he was in awe and awe.

The confrontation is over and the end result is a draw. After Su Qingye and Zhou Wen's Yuan Power was exhausted, their physical strength was also exhausted. For such a result, both of them could not accept it, and sat down in the sand pit, and the two of them glared angrily.

After announcing the draw, Loulan's gaze fell on the group of people: "Hello everyone, this is the Sword Cultivation Dojo. Is there anything you can do?"

The elder Fu Renxuan said: "Is Mr. Wang Han here? We heard that Mr. Wang Han has opened a dojo, so we came to visit. ”

"I'm sorry, he's resting and can't see guests. Loulan's tone was apologetic.

Fu Yonghao, who had been bored on the side for a long time, heard this sentence and immediately became angry: "What does the surname Wang mean? Send a sand puppet ......"

"Shut up!" the woman suddenly shouted.

Fu Yonghao's head shrank, and he suddenly stopped talking, but his face was still very unconvinced.

The woman bowed to Loulan and said, "I'm really sorry, my brother is rude." ”

"It doesn't matter. Loulan shook her head: "But the host really can't meet the guests, everyone, please come back next time." ”

"In that case, we'll visit us next time. ”

The woman said very politely, and immediately left with a group of people.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the dojo, Fu Yonghao couldn't help but mutter: "Eldest sister, can you use it like this......?"

The woman's face was a little ugly: "Third brother, if your character doesn't change, if you continue like this, you will definitely get into trouble!"

"It's this set again. Fu Yonghao muttered, his face disapproving.

The eldest sister turned to ask Fu Renxuan: "Second brother, what do you think?"

Fu Renxuan was steady, and he pondered for a moment and said, "Although the strength of the two students is still weak, their swordsmanship is quite exquisite. ”

A trace of disappointment flashed in the eldest sister's eyes, although the second brother was stable, his ability was mediocre, and it was difficult to support the huge family business. The third brother has an impetuous personality and is difficult to achieve without hardship.

It's a pity that she is a daughter.

"One of the two is a soil cultivator, and the other is a gold cultivator. Tuxiu doesn't have a sand puppet, but he can use the sand in the sand pit to stimulate sword moves. Jin Xiu uses a soft sword, but if you look closely, Jin Xiu's soft sword is a wide open and closed, which is obviously a heavy sword method. It is obviously a soft sword, but the sword wind is heavy. ”

Everyone listened to the eldest sister's analysis, and the disapproval on their faces disappeared.

"Whether it's a sand sword or a soft sword, the sword is very clear. But have you noticed that their Yuan Force fluctuations are very small, almost none? And you didn't realize that with their Yuan Force, the confrontation time is inevitably too long?"

Fu Renxuan's face became solemn: "The eldest sister said so, it is true. ”

Fu Yonghao was unconvinced: "It's just two little kids, can the eldest sister use this?"

The eldest sister said lightly: "The fluctuation of the Yuan Force is very small, and the confrontation time is very long, which shows that their utilization of the Yuan Force is very efficient. Who will pay attention to the efficiency of the use of Yuan Li? Only those with rich experience in actual combat. It is conceivable that their master, Wang Han, must be a person with superb swordsmanship and rich experience in actual combat. Good at fishing treasures, superb swordsmanship, and rich experience in actual combat, but lurking in the remote Ningcheng, this person is not simple. ”

"The eldest sister is right. Fu Renxuan agreed: "Wang Han's name has never been heard of before. ”

The eldest sister suddenly said, "Third brother, you are also practicing swordsmanship. ”

Fu Yonghao was a little puzzled, and immediately jumped to try: "Hmm, does the eldest sister want me to try his catties?"

"It's not. The eldest sister shook her head: "You bring enough gifts tomorrow, prepare your tuition, and go to the sword cultivation field to learn swords." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Fu Yonghao almost couldn't believe his ears, and stammered: "I, I'll go to the Sword Cultivation Dojo......"

"That's right. The eldest sister nodded, but her tone was unquestionable: "This person has superb swordsmanship, you must study hard." ”

Fu Yonghao was suddenly anxious: "Eldest sister......"

"That's it. ”

The eldest sister didn't reply.

In the sword cultivation dojo, Ai Hui woke up from his slumber.

His face was not very good, he stood up, walked to the mirror, and ripped off his clothes.

The blood plum blossom on the chest became hot and more delicate.

"Ai Hui, it's changing. Loulan stood at the door, his eyes flashing, his tone was worried, and he immediately handed over a leaf: "News tree new news." ”

Ai Hui buttoned up his clothes and took the leaves, his narrowed eyes flashing a dangerous light.

He carried the dragon spine sword and strode in front of Yun Yi.

"Loulan, I'm going out. ”

"Okay, Ai Hui. (To be continued.) )