The closer you get to Weiyang Palace, the heavier the smell of blood, which seems to come from the underground, and the smell of blood in the entire Chang'an is spread from here as the center.

This is obviously a forbidden place, there are heavy guards inside and outside the palace, and the patrols are one after another, and it seems that the cultivation is not low. The general in charge outside the palace is Zhong Hui, and the one in the palace is Deng Ai.

Zhang Daoling doesn't ask about the world, and he doesn't know the two. With his cultivation, he easily avoided all eyes and ears and sneaked into the palace. Following the smell of blood, the entrance is close at hand.

A square hole was dug out of the open space outside Weiyang Palace, and almost all the smell of blood came from here. The entrance to the cave is dark, and there is a faint hint of a class extending into it, but it is unknown how deep it is.

The guards here are even tighter, Deng Ai is standing at the entrance of the cave, and it will not work at all to sneak in, unless you break in.

If you break in, you can go in, and the young man in front of him will not be able to wait for the cultivation of the eighth, but there are many officers and soldiers scattered not far away, and it is really difficult to do it quietly, and if you are not careful, your whereabouts will be exposed.

It doesn't matter if it's exposed, relying on his own cultivation, he may be able to rush into the blood array, but Yu Ji and Sima Yi are inside, and there are many unknown dangers waiting for him, such as corpses and half-corpses, and it is difficult to say that he wants to retreat with his whole body.

If one doesn't do it well, he won't be able to save Zhang Lu, but he will trap himself in it.

You must know that the master is not omnipotent, it depends on who the opponent is.

Zhang Daoling was hidden behind a pillar, and between the circles, two figures suddenly walked out of the entrance, with light steps, obviously cultivating well.

The two walked out slowly, Zhang Daoling saw it really in the dark, and one of them was his grandson Zhang Lu!

The other person has a square face and round eyes, and looks rough. He is about seven feet five inches tall. The shoulders are broad and thick, giving a feeling of being able to resist all kinds of people. If Shi Xin was present, he could recognize this person as Wen Yang, who was taller and stronger than before.

The surroundings were quiet, and occasionally a few teams of people patrolled with neat steps, and Zhang Daoling exuded a mysterious aura that had merged with the darkness, which was difficult for ordinary people to find. Even if you are a master of the eighth rank or above, you will have to stare at it for a while before you notice the abnormality.

When the patrols saw Zhang Lu and Wen Yang, they were all in awe, and their status was obviously extraordinary.

Zhang Daoling was confused for a moment: Wasn't Lu Er captured? Why was his demeanor so relaxed? It seemed like ...... It seems to be in the same league as them. It doesn't seem that things are what I thought, or is Zhang Lu's mother mistaken?

I saw Zhang Lu stretching comfortably, making a "hmm" enjoyment sound in his mouth, and then sighed: "Ouch, every time I come out of the blood array, I feel as light as a swallow, and my cultivation is to a higher level, if it weren't for the time limit, I really want to soak for a while." ”

"Hmm!"

Wen Yang only responded, looking preoccupied.

"Ci Qian, you really don't plan to cultivate the Taiping Mind Method? You also saw the expression of the lord just now, if you don't cultivate, you will probably be suspicious, and you won't be able to reuse it in the future. ”

Seeing that Wen Yang was still silent, Zhang Lu sighed again, "Alas! If it weren't for my innate physique, I would have wanted to cultivate." You say that we are subordinates, who doesn't want to get ahead? It is also a good thing to be able to share the worries of the lord and the public at the same time, and to be promoted to a higher rank. ”

Wen Yang didn't want to speak, but when he heard Zhang Lu say this, he couldn't help but become annoyed, and said angrily: "Not everyone is like Zhang Gongqi, who can still be so at ease after losing his territory, and while trying his best to please the lord, he sacrificed the army to nourish the blood array." ”

Zhang Lu laughed dryly, not thinking about it, "Eating the king's Lu is a matter of loyalty." My army is not worth anything in the eyes of the lord, so let's just take it out and share it. ”

"Hmph! It's easy to say, these are all loyal members of your Zhengyi Sect, you ignore their lives and howls, and hang on top of the blood array with their heads and limbs cut off, and your face will not change. I can even talk and laugh here, I really admire it. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Daoling, who was hiding, was like a basin of ice water poured down, his whole body was cold, and his whole body trembled with anger in an instant.

Zhang Lu, this brute, in order to please the new master, actually treated my disciple like this?

He knew very well how the blood array worked, using fresh human blood to nourish the array, and the higher the cultivation of the sacrificial pulse master, the stronger the blood array. Using the formation as a medium to transform the essence blood into the true qi that the pulse master can directly absorb is a first-class cruel cultivation method, but the benefits are very large, and the cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds.

Although Zhang Daoling ignores secular affairs, the Zhengyi Church was created by him after all, it is like a banner representing himself, and when the flag falls, his image will completely collapse, and he will even be laughed at.

Now that the Zhengyi Sect has been destroyed, how can we not be angry? Not to mention that it is tens of thousands of living lives.

Zhang Lu and Wen Yang stood in the open space and chatted without saying a word, most of them were Zhang Lu persuading and Wen Yang listening. Lazy people listen to books

Zhang Daoling's thoughts fluctuated, thinking about how to deal with Zhang Lu.

......

A huge dome-shaped pit was dug out at the very bottom of Weiyang Palace, and below it was a huge magic circle. The circle is also circular, sealed at the edges, and in the center are rows of wooden rows painted with strange symbols.

On each platoon stood several soldiers with large shoulders and round waists, shirtless, holding short swords, and their heads looking up in unison. Countless chains hung from the dome, and at the bottom of the chains hung iron hooks, which were covered with human limbs and bodies, and blood was dripping down.

Some people are not dead for a while, and occasionally let out a moan or two, and then they are silent. The soldiers kept a close eye on each hook, and as long as the blood clotted, they stepped forward to mend the wound and cut it open again, allowing the blood to flow out again.

Maybe they're used to it, maybe they're cruel people by nature, and they don't feel any discomfort, and they do all this with a blank face, like a machine.

There were two circles inside and outside the circle, and it was filled with blood. The outer circle is huge, accounting for almost ninety percent of the circle. The blood in the outer ring flows slowly towards the inner circle.

There were three thousand corpse soldiers soaked in the blood of the outer circle, all of them with their heads bowed, and a low roar of "lotus" came out of their throats. There are also a few people in the inner circle, including Dong Zhuo, Sun Jian, Yuan Shao, Liu Bei, and Zhang Jiao.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a pure white energy in the blood that is decomposed out, exactly like the true yuan qi emitted by Dong Feng's apricot forest ball, and it sticks to the skin of the corpse soldier and Dong Zhuo and the others like eyes. At first, it sticks to it, and as it is absorbed, the color of the energy fades and fades, and finally disappears.

The air was filled with a thick smell of blood-colored mist and gore, and thousands of corpses and stumps hung like hell on earth.

And in this kind of place, there are still people who can talk and laugh.

"General Li, I've been soaking for as long as I have today. Not planning to soak in it for a while?"

It was Zhang Ji who spoke, he was familiar with Li Dao, and the two of them were walking out of the blood array naked.

"No, besides, you can't soak this thing for too long. Last time, I soaked in greed for half an hour, and my meridians swelled for three days, and the taste was not pleasant. ”

The two stood next to a bucket of water, chatting and rinsing their bodies with clean water. It didn't take long to finish, and although there was still a faint smell of blood on their bodies, they were used to it, wiped it clean with a towel, and were about to put on their clothes and leave.

At a glance, I saw a person standing not far away, his expression was extremely unnatural, and his body was stripped of his essence, but he kept moving forward and did not dare to go down. This person was born so strangely, with blue eyes and purple hair, it turned out to be Sun Quan.

Li Wei frowned: "How long has this guy been here, and he still doesn't dare to go down? The people who came with him have been going down for a long time, right?"

Zhang Ji spat on the ground and said disdainfully: "Does he dare? It's his own father in there! This beast actually handed over his father's body to the lord, have you ever seen such a person who destroys human nature?"

Zhang Ji didn't say much, when it came to greed for life and fear of death, he might be counted as one, but in the Han Dynasty, where filial piety was the priority, he really couldn't do something like Sun Quan.

Li Dao glared at him and said in a low voice, "Shut up, be careful of misfortune." ”

After that, he looked at a hidden door in the distance, swallowed his saliva, glared at Zhang Ji again, put on his clothes numbly, and walked out without stopping.

Zhang Ji also seemed to feel that he was a little too talkative, and he regretted it a little, and hurriedly caught up with Li Ji's footsteps.

Sun Quan's blue eyes stared ahead, his Adam's apple rolled, he couldn't make a sound, and his expression was full of fear. The blood mist blocked some of his vision, but his father Sun Jian's burly figure could still be seen clearly. It has been almost half a year since he came to Chang'an, and even Lu Xun and Lu Meng have become accustomed to cultivating in the blood array, but he has never been able to do it.

The inner circle is for the sixth-rank and above pulse masters, which means that as long as he soaks in it, he will have to face Sun Jian. Sun Jian is a corpse, as long as he doesn't go out, Sima Yi will control them to calm down through the ringtone, and soak in the blood array to maintain their vitality and cultivate.

Although Sun Jian couldn't speak, his wide-open blood-colored eyes were staring at him all the time, as if to say: "Quan'er, I'm working hard, and I can't be buried when I die." Why do you want to hand me over to Sima Yi? Why don't you avenge me when you know that the enemy is close by? Are you worthy of me? Are you worthy of the ancestors of the Sun family?"

Sun Quan would collapse every time he thought of this, let alone stepping into the blood array, as soon as he entered the ground, his whole body tensed, and his actions were not good. But he must break through this difficulty, he wants to give Sima Yi an attitude, my Sun Quan is a person who does great things, and recruiting me is your wisest decision.

Moving his gaze to the hidden door, he took a deep breath and finally took a big step.

Behind the hidden door sat two people, Sima Yi and Yu Ji.

They were leisurely sipping tea, occasionally looking outside, and all of them were in full view.