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The Huangquan Sword Saint now really regarded Yin Jian as a teammate, although most of the tomb earth giants were killed by her, the spoils were distributed evenly and generously, and the blood of the mixed yuan was divided into two parts, half of which was given to Yin Jian. (Please search for the fastest novel website!)

After Yin Jian thanked him, a question popped up: "Where did these mixed yuan blood come from?" ”

"The Tomb Earth Giant has at least eight hundred years of cultivation, so it is speculated that the blood of the Mixed Yuan has been sprinkled in the tomb eight hundred years ago......," the Huangquan Sword Saint speculated, "The senior who has the blood of the Mixed Yuan passed through these tombs along the way, and for some reason he was injured and bled out, and the soil absorbed the blood of the Mixed Yuan to sprout his spiritual wisdom, and after eight hundred years of cultivation he became a Tomb Earth Giant, as for those ferocious rat demons, they probably devoured the soil containing the blood of the Mixed Yuan on the Tomb Earth Giant, and gradually changed their physique and cultivated into their current state." ”

Yin Jian asked, "According to what you say, who will be that senior with the blood of the mixed yuan?" ”

Huangquan Sword Saint said: "I don't know yet, but I will know by checking the thought stored in the blood." ”

The Ghost King Sect has a secret method that can use blood as a medium to probe the information of the blood owner, and although the Huangquan Sword Saint has never refined the "blood method", he has also dabbled a little in this way.

The Huangquan Sword Saint separated a drop of mixed yuan blood into her thoughts, and just wanted to find out who the master was, but she didn't expect the blood droplet to suddenly explode, shaking her to the ground, her expression was very painful.

"Hey! It doesn't matter to you, right? Yin Jian hurriedly took out a pill of Condensing Pill to heal her.

The Huangquan Sword Saint sniffed the fragrance of the pill, shook his head and said, "Good medicine, but unfortunately the grade is too low, and it won't be of much use to me." ”

"The grade is too low, it's a pity that I can only refine the fourth-grade spirit pill at the highest......" Yin Jian patted his head, and a flash of inspiration flashed, "There you have it!" "Take out the bottle of creation from the treasure bag and pour out a drop of nectar for her to take.

The nectar of creation really worked, and the Huangquan Sword Saint's face regained his brightness after taking it, but the eyes that looked at him were a little strange.

"You have a lot of good things on you, aren't you afraid that I will be greedy to kill people and take treasures?"

Yin Jian smiled faintly: "Although the Creation Bottle is good, its value to you is not as good as the Fengyue Mirror, if you really wanted to kill people and seize the treasure, you would have done it a long time ago, why wait until now." ”

The Huangquan Sword Saint gave him a blank look, "You should be glad that I'm not a too bad person, otherwise you wouldn't have had the opportunity to play tricks in front of me now." ”

Yin Jian emphasized seriously: "In fact, it is also valid to remove the word 'Tai'. ”

The Huangquan Sword Saint glared at him angrily: "Young Fat Tongue, you just happened to catch up with me and I was in a good mood today, and I wouldn't have been so lucky if I changed the time and place." ”

Yin Jian smiled without saying a word, turned around and walked towards the depths of the tomb.

The Huangquan Sword Saint followed him out of a short distance, and suddenly stopped in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Yin Jian turned around and asked her.

The Huangquan Sword Saint was just about to answer, when suddenly a whim struck him, and he felt a strong uneasiness. After a moment's silence, he shook his head and said, "We'd better not move any further, there is a huge threat lurking in the depths of the ancient tomb." ”

Yin Jian was stunned and speechless.

The enemy that can pose a threat to the Huangquan Sword Saint must be at least the level of a demon immortal or a ghost immortal, but the map shows that the strongest monster in the Drought Fish Tomb is the Millennium Drought Fish, and its spiritual power will never exceed five stars and ten stages, how can it make her feel uneasy?

After being silent for a long time, Yin Jian raised his head and said, "Since that's the case, let's say goodbye here." ”

The Huangquan Sword Saint sank his face: "You don't believe me? ”

"I know there's danger inside, but it's not in line with my principles of being a human being if I don't go in and take a look, so I ......"

The Huangquan Sword Saint gritted his teeth and said helplessly: "Since you insist, I'll accompany you on a trip, after all, this is our agreement, if you give up halfway, I will feel sorry for it." ”

"Actually, you don't have to accompany me on the risk......" Yin Jian has gossip cards that can get out of the trap at any time, so he dares to know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to the tiger mountains, but this is not good to say to Huangquan Sword Shengming, and he felt a little guilty for a while.

"Don't be verbose, keep up!"

The Huangquan Sword Saint walked straight into the tomb.

The map shows that at the end of the tomb is the tomb where the drought fish live, and there is a group of ghosts floating in the hall outside, and Yin Jianjue is still holding various magic weapons such as knives, swords, bottles, and pestles in his hands, and he can't help but be surprised.

There are not a thousand or eight hundred ghosts that have been seen along the way, and they have never seen a magic weapon, it seems that these are not ordinary ghosts, and they hurriedly released the Great Yan Divine Technique Scan, and the results of this group of ghosts range from three stars to five stars, and the strongest of them are the same level of ghost cultivation as the general Yin Impermanence under the command of Ah Bi Old Ancestor, unexpectedly, their attributes are no longer "mixed elements", but the most common earth attribute in ghost cultivation.

The undead ghost cultivators smelled the breath of the living, and each besieged it with a magic weapon.

With such a large group of ghost cultivators, many of whom were five-star powerhouses, and there were magic weapons in their hands, the Huangquan Sword Saint was also a little nervous, and released a thought for Yin Jian to stay away, holding the sword in his hand and waiting for him.

Just as he was preparing for war, the sound of reciting Buddhist scriptures suddenly came from the depths of the tomb.

The sound of Sanskrit chanting contained the power of subduing the soul, and the ghost cultivator immediately disappeared after hearing it, leaving only the magic weapons all over the ground, and the Sanskrit chanting immediately calmed down.

The Sanskrit chanting from the tomb also caused great pressure on the Huangquan Sword Saint, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his delicate body trembling slightly.

Yin Jian touched his ears: "It seems that someone was chanting in the tomb just now?" ”

It is not a scripture that is recited orally, but it is transmitted by thought.

The Huangquan Sword Saint nodded, his face extremely solemn.

There is an inexplicable power lurking in the depths of the tomb, and even the ghost clan cultivators, who are indifferent to life and death, will feel fear.

The stronger the Huangquan Sword Saint's foreboding, if he continued to go deeper into the tomb, he was afraid that he would also be blown out by that mysterious power.

Yin Jian muttered: "There are as many cultivators in the land of Zhongzhou as a carp crossing the river, and there are very few people who cultivate Buddha, I don't know which Buddhist ancestor is in retreat in the tomb." ”

Huangquan Sword Saint said: "The Buddha cultivators on the ground have long been extinct, and only the Floating Sky Temple on the Island of the Wind still has a Buddhist inheritance. ”

Yin Jian picked up a magic weapon, which had now been transformed into a ghost weapon by the soul fire, and threw it down in disappointment.

"There's one thing I've never figured out." The Huangquan Sword Saint followed behind him and said leisurely, "Why aren't these ghost cultivators a mixed elemental body?" ”

Yin Jian felt the same way: "I'm also strange, their attributes should be the same as the tomb earth giants, unless they are not interested in the blood of the mixed element. ”

"That's impossible." The Huangquan Sword Saint shook his head resolutely, "Most of the ghost cultivators are full of thirst for blood, just like ants will never let go when they meet honey, not to mention the most precious hybrid blood, if they absorb the power contained in the mixed element blood, they should gradually transform into the hybrid attribute like the tomb earth giant and the ferocious rat demon." ”

Suddenly, he felt that Yin Jian's eyes were a little strange when he looked at him, and he couldn't help but blush his cheeks, and said angrily:

"Don't look at me like that! Unlike other ghost cultivators, I am a half-human, half-ghost Phantom Clan, and I don't care about cultivating the 'Blood Method', so you can rest assured that I won't bite you!" ”

Yin Jian was secretly amused, and it was almost the same to take apart the "bite".

However, he also knew that the Huangquan Sword Master had not lied to him.

There are four major inheritances in the ghost cultivation of Huangquan Difu, which are the blood method, the corpse method, the bone method and the soul method, for example, the ancestor of Ah Bi majored in the corpse method and the soul cultivation method, and the Huangquan Sword Saint should be specialized in the soul method.

However, her most powerful thing is swordsmanship, which is not a unique inheritance of ghost cultivation.

Yin Jian put his thoughts back and asked the Huangquan Sword Saint: "You mean to say that the senior with the blood of the mixed yuan entered the tomb as early as when these ghost cultivators were still alive, but why did these ghost cultivators come to the Dry Devil Ancient Tomb before they were alive, and why did they become ghost cultivators?" ”

The Huangquan Sword Saint smiled slightly: "A group of cultivators entering the ancient tomb probably have only one purpose. ”

Yin Jian blurted out: "Tomb robbery? ”

The Huangquan Sword Saint nodded and said: "The mysterious powerhouses in the tomb killed them, but did not destroy their primordial gods, these cultivators' primordial spirits can't leave the secret realm to be reborn, then there is only one way to go - give up most of the memories before death, absorb the yin qi in the tomb and turn into ghost cultivators." ”

Yin Jian had a flash of inspiration: "Could the person who killed them be the Buddhist ancestor who chanted just now?" ”

"You guessed it, and these ghosts were killed for robbing his tomb, so they lingered outside the tomb for a hundred years and were resentful."

Yin Jian was surprised: "If the predecessor of the Buddha Sect is already dead, why are you still chanting just now!" ”

The Huangquan Sword Saint said indifferently: "This is not strange, because he has also become a ghost cultivator." ”

Yin Jian smiled dumbly, the ghost cultivates and recites Buddhist scriptures, isn't this the same as a tiger eating vegetarian, who will believe it?

The Huangquan Sword Saint looked embarrassed when he saw him, and said angrily: "I'm not joking!" I'm also a ghost cultivator, of course I can tell who is the same kind, what the Buddhist scripture just now contains is not the primordial god but the soul fire, so those ghost cultivators are just driven away instead of dying! ”

Seeing her so strict, Yin Jian couldn't help but get nervous, and looked into the depths of the tomb with the map of the ancient tomb in his mind.

"The map shows that this road leads to the tomb of the Drought Fish, why did the predecessors of the Buddhist Sect share the same room with the Dry Fish?"

Yin Jian shuddered suddenly.

"Could it be that the Buddhist ancestor is ...... at all? Drought Fish Himself! ”

This conclusion is too incredible, but the Huangquan Sword Saint agrees with his speculation:

"That's exactly the case, but you still missed a point, the blood of the mixed element also comes from the drought, thousands of years ago, when he was still alive, he came to this ancient tomb with a bleeding wound, and finally sat in the deepest tomb, after death, there are still resentments in the heart that cannot be relieved, these resentments have been transformed into soul fire after thousands of years, and the corpse has also cultivated into a drought."

The Huangquan Sword Master paced with his hands in his hands, muttering to himself as he stripped all the clues into a string in an attempt to solve this seemingly intricate mystery.

"There is a tradition in the floating temple of the first Buddhist sect in the world, each generation of abbots is a mixed element, so the abbot must accept a descendant with a mixed body to train as a disciple, and the cultivator in the tomb is the head disciple if not the previous abbot...... I can almost guess his identity. ”

Yin Jian was inspired when he heard this: "I have come up with a way, just enter the tomb and look at the drought, you can confirm whether he is from the Island of the Wind!" ”