When I returned to my residence again, I was still familiar with the small courtyard and the familiar peach tree, but there was no familiar figure, and the peach tree had withered for a long time.

When Song Yu pushed open the courtyard door, there was no breeze blowing, but the branches of the peach tree moved, as if welcoming him.

"It's been a long time! Little Peach Tree!" Song Yu said slowly, "When I left, I was only a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and when I came back again, I had completed the foundation building period, but fortunately, I was still handsome, and I was still a teenager when I returned." ”

"......" Peachtree was speechless, what could she say? You are still a narcissist when you return!!

"The flowers of water, land, grass and trees, it is really not easy to cultivate, since you have condensed the wisdom root, today I will pass on the Heavenly Book Sutra to you, how much you can understand depends on your creation. ”

Song Yu slowly walked under the peach tree and slowly recited the Book of Heaven.

"Heaven and earth are chaotic like chickens, Pangu is born in them, eight thousand years old, heaven and earth are opened, Yang Qing is the sky, and Yin is turbidity is the ...... of the earth"

Song Yu's voice was gentle, like a spring breeze blowing in his ears, and like a touch of warm sun in winter, which was intoxicating.

The peach tree was as quiet as a virgin, listening quietly, without making the slightest sound, afraid of breaking the beauty of the present.

Early the next morning, Song Yu pushed open the door, and a breeze blew, bringing a unique fragrance, and there was a feeling of relaxation.

Looking at the yard again, the peach trees that withered yesterday are now full of green leaves, and the branches are full of pink and translucent fruits, which are blown by the wind, as if with a smile.

Dead leaves overnight.

Overnight results.

This is a friendship of the peach tree.

At this moment, the peach tree drooped its branches, and as if offering to the Buddha, it handed a peach full of juice to Song Yu.

"The fruit is not ripe yet, so I will eat it next time. Song Yu waved his hand and said.

The peach tree did not force it, and withdrew its branches, but in the breeze, its posture swayed more and more.

Song Yu, as usual, sat cross-legged on the peach tree and began a day's cultivation.

The trip to the Ancient Secret Realm of the Second Desolation, the cultivation is improving too quickly, and it is necessary to slowly consolidate the cultivation, and this kind of thing cannot be rushed.

Such a simple cultivation lasted for fifty years, during which people who were familiar with the Heavenly Sect often came to visit him.

For example, Zhao Tiezhu and Wang Meili, they got married 20 years ago and gave birth to a son and a daughter, and their lives are simple but very happy.

There are also Xinglou and Zhou Qingfeng and others, as the situation in the Northern Regions becomes more and more tense, they go out to do things more and more frequently.

With the passage of time, the time they spent talking to Song Yu was also reduced a lot.

Song Yu saw it in his eyes, and there was nothing he could do, the situation in the Northern Regions was like a chess game, the monks in the Northern Regions were chess pieces, once the chess game changed, the chess pieces had no way to control their fate.

In addition, Song Yu went home several times, and brought a lot of longevity pills to his parents, even if his parents were more than 100 years old, they still lived a healthy life and had a long life.

The parents accepted it with a smile, but the number of times they took that kind of pill was decreasing day by day, it was not that Song Yu didn't give enough of that kind of pill, but they didn't want to take it.

Song Yu didn't know about this.

The days passed like this, just like the tranquility before the storm, Song Yu had no way to change anything, he could only practice desperately, in order to protect the people he valued under the storm.

Soon came the day of the opening of Jingxuanju, and the major sects in the northern region organized a lot of monks in the foundation building period who met the requirements to enter Jingxuanju, which was vast and powerful, and had the posture of capturing Jingxuanju.

Song Yu did not follow the large army of Qingtianzong, but entered Jingxuanju somewhere in the Yellow River alone, disguised as a loose cultivator, which was also the meaning of Wu Daozi, he hoped that Song Yu could obtain the right to use Jingxuanju.

As soon as he entered Jingxuanju, Song Yu's mind was still a little unclear, and he heard Hebo's voice in the sky.

"Very good, a hundred years, in the blink of an eye, I will start the blood trial next. ”

"In the trial, each of you has ten points in your hands, as long as you get enough points, you can enter the Blood Treasury to exchange cultivation resources, so as to increase your strength. ”

"There are many rules for obtaining points, you can get points from other people's hands, you can also hunt blood beasts in the Blood Battlefield in exchange for points, or you can go to the Blood Battlefield to explore and exchange the treasures for points......"

"In addition, death in it is real death, so ......"

"The Trial of Blood, begin now. ”

Hebo's voice was full of kindness, but the words he said were unusually cruel.

Where is this trial?

This is clearly to let everyone kill each other.

What puzzled everyone the most was that after Hebo finished speaking, he actually bowed to everyone in the air.

I'm Gan!

Is this a funeral for us?

Only Song Yu faintly felt that Hebo was worshipping himself, it was not that he felt good about himself, but that the spiritual guy was really handsome, and he was a powerful faction everywhere.

But why worship me?

Could it be that Uncle Cheng recognized me?

We are tens of thousands of years apart, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to communicate!

At this moment, pillars of light were projected from the sky, and the figures of everyone began to slowly dissipate, teleporting towards the battlefield of blood.

After everyone had teleported away, the corners of Hebo's eyes moistened, and he looked up at the sky.

"Engong, after many years, I actually saw you again, but it's a pity that I ...... now"

Before the words were finished, Hebo's figure also dissipated, leaving only a trace of melancholy and loneliness.

The Trial of Blood, also known as the "Battlefield of Blood".

True to the name, the sky turned out to be blood-red, and the light emitted was also blood-red, so the surrounding scenery was also blood-red.

The Blood Battlefield is vast, with a variety of terrains within it.

Low bushes, tall birch forests, small hills, endless Gobi, and plain fields......

In this blood-lit world, these scenes are also unique, both weird and bewitching.

Boom!

In the sky, several figures fell from various parts of the Blood Battlefield.

A figure fell headfirst into the bushes.

"Bah, bah, bah...... What kind of spicy chicken teleportation array is this? I actually dropped people down halfway through the teleportation!"

Song Yu rolled out of the bushes, his face full of anger.

In addition to his anger, he had to face some problems, and that was ......

Where am I?

What is the terrain of the Blood Battlefield?

Do handsome people have hidden benefits?

He didn't know anything about this, he looked at the sky, and only felt that the sun was so cold and dazzling.

It's okay to give a dog at the beginning, or a mace, why nothing?

How do I earn points?

Suddenly, Song Yu's eyes froze, as if he had thought of something.

"There is a sun in the battlefield of blood, then I can identify the direction, it should be the north, compared to the terrain in the other three directions, the north is relatively stable, there are most likely buildings or something, I will go north. ”

In his mind, Hebo once said that he could exchange points for cultivation resources, so there must be a building for exchange, let's call it "Exchange Hall".

You should be able to get more information about the Blood Battlefield there.

As for points?

It's not a priority.

As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is invincible.

Song Yu walked hundreds of miles east and walked into the open field.

The strange thing is that there are no plants on the surface of the field, only some tattered spiritual weapons and some broken clothes are exposed on the dirt, as if they have been weathered.

It's just so desolate.

Could it be that you made a mistake?

Impossible!

Song Yu could only go down.

Moments later, he saw a long, narrow black object appear on the skyline.

A little closer, it turned out to be a large building, which made him feel refreshed.

The black buildings spread out horizontally for hundreds of miles.

Such a huge object stands in this lonely and vast place, giving a strong visual impact.

When he came closer, Song Yu saw that there were many monks coming in and out in front of the black building, about dozens of people.

"This should be the exchange hall. ”

Song Yu entered it without moving, no one cared about him, after all, everyone didn't come here to play, they all came to improve their strength.

Unless it's to grab points, who wants to clash with others and waste time.

Entering the exchange hall, the interior of which is not unbeautifully built.

Carved beams and painted buildings, circling Wolong, exquisite shapes, decorated with solemn and atmospheric halls.

Song Yu glanced at it, and also felt that such a construction was only seen in his life, and the main hall of the Qingtian Sect was less than one ten-thousandth.

In the main hall, there are countless independent rooms on the left and right, arranged next to a corridor, extending on both sides, and Song Yu can't even see the end.

As soon as a monk enters these rooms, the jade plaque that adorns the door lights up to indicate that someone is using it, and other monks are not allowed to enter.

"There are so many rooms, which shows that in ancient times, every blood trial, the number of Hebo's descendants who entered here was huge, otherwise there would not have been so many rooms. ”

Song Yu said, and found a room at random to go into.

At this time, a yellow-skinned and weak monk appeared at Song Yu's door.

He glanced at the room number with a grim look in his eyes, and then left in a hurry, as if he was going to report to someone.

In the room, Song Yu was sitting on a chair, and in front of him was a cute doll.

This doll is only the size of a palm, with a milky white body, a round head and big eyes, and it is very cute.

The doll floated in the air, looked at Song Yu, and said in a milky voice: "Little turkey, I am the master of the exchange hall, may I ask what you want to exchange?"

Hearing a little kid call himself 'little man', Song Yu was slightly stunned, and then said, "I want to see the exchange order." ”

"Yes, but it costs one credit. The doll shook her head and said, circling around Song Yu and looking at Song Yu.

"What? I need a point to see an exchange order?"

Song Yu's eyes widened.

Didn't you run into a profiteer?

"Young man, you are already very lucky, I will charge two points for others! You spend one point, not only can you see the exchange order, but also enjoy the old man's careful and thoughtful special service. The doll said in an old-fashioned manner.

"What special services?" Song Yu felt disgusted inexplicably.

"Blowing, playing, singing!!" the doll said proudly.

Blow?

Pull?

Play?

Sing?

Song Yu thought about it, and immediately changed his voice, "Isn't it free?"

"Claws!" The doll gave Song Yu two big characters.

Twenty minutes later, Song Yu walked out of the room weakly, feeling hollowed out.

Goodbye, one of my points.

Fortunately, the doll still has a conscience, and it comes with a topographic map of the Blood Battlefield, otherwise I would really cry to death.

Song Yu was a little unwilling, he grabbed a monk and asked if the other party had paid a point.

The other party replied: "It's funny, will you ask for a point to see an exchange order?

"What about the topographic map?"

"There is a display case at the door, which is available for free, and the quantity is full. ”

Song Yu's heart was broken.

Nima, was pit by a doll?

I didn't know that the doll was hiding in a corner, laughing.

"Is this the benefactor that Hebo's predecessor said?