At this time, on the top of a spacious hall in Taiyi Dao Palace, an old man with white hair and kind eyebrows was sitting on the main seat, picking up a letter and looking at it carefully, this person was the palace master of Taiyi Dao Palace, Bu Zhenren.

"It's a letter from Elder Taishang."

After a while, Bu Zhenren raised his head, looked at the head of the three courtyards sitting down, and said.

"I don't know what the letter says!"

The old man asked the head of the Beichen Academy.

"See for yourselves."

Bu Zhenren waved the page of the letter lightly, and it landed firmly in front of the old man.

Seeing this, everyone looked at them one by one, and then looked thoughtful.

"I didn't expect Elder Taishang to come back in such a hurry this time."

"And, judging by the meaning of his words, he probably won't be coming back for a long time."

At the head of the courtyard at the southern foot of the country, a thin old road opened.

"That's it, his old man's dragon can't see the end, so don't worry about it secretly."

Bu Zhen is humane.

Everyone here, perhaps only he, understood how terrifying this Supreme Elder was. Even among those forces that have been inherited for 10,000 years, there are one or two ancestors who have already reached the Divine Journey Realm, and I am afraid that they are not the opponents of the Supreme Elder.

Because he knew that Elder Taishang's cultivation had already broken through the Divine Journey Realm.

Therefore, the departure he said was most likely the departure from this star field.

So everyone discussed the current situation of the blood clan again, and the plan of how to act in the blood clan next, and then left one after another.

After everyone left, Bu Zhenren was still sitting upright, not knowing what he was thinking, and the next moment he saw his figure move, walking towards a place in the depths of Taiyi Dao Palace.

After a while, he came to a pile of rubble, and saw a burly young man kneeling on the ground, constantly kowtowing.

If you look closely, this person is a criminal soldier.

Although a rare downpour has been pouring down since yesterday, and the lightning and thunder have made the entire Taiyi Dao Palace seem a little depressed, Xing Wu still insisted on kneeling here for a day and a night.

Seeing this burly young man, Bu Zhenren's eyes flashed again and again.

Only because this Zi is the legendary body of the Nine Refinings, it is simply a heaven and earth creation, so that he can have such a qualification against the sky.

This kind of physique, everyone has only heard of it, but no one has ever seen it.

It is said that if this kind of physique breaks through the last step and reaches the level of nine refinements, then it can break through the heavens and the earth and become a law of its own.

But when he saw this son constantly kowtowing on the ground, and his mouth kept chattering, Bu Zhenren frowned again.

Although this son is highly talented, his brain is a tendon, and in layman's terms, he is not smart enough.

Thinking of this, Bu Zhenren shook his head and came to the front of the criminal army.

"Master, you're finally back!"

When he felt a figure in front of him, Xing Wu suddenly raised his head, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and secretly said that it was really as Dongfang Mo said, he needed to be thick-skinned.

But when he saw that the person who came was an old Taoist priest with a white beard, his face sank in surprise instantly.

"Why are you old man!"

He said even more unpleasantly.

If others knew that Xing Wu dared to call Bu Zhenren like that, I am afraid that his jaw would drop.

When Ke Bu Zhenren heard this, his expression twitched.

With his cultivation, no matter how high the qualification of this kid in front of him is, he really doesn't fall into his eyes.

But in terms of seniority, this son is the only closed disciple of Elder Taishang, and his status is not lower than him, strictly speaking, he is commensurate with his senior brother, and he can only endure the words that are not respectful to the criminal army.

"Elder Taishang has already left, and he won't come back even if you kneel for another ten days and half a month."

Bu Zhen is humane.

"The Sprinkle family has its own reason for doing things, where is your turn to talk nonsense!"

The torturers glared.

Bu Zhenren's face was a little ugly, but he still forcibly suppressed his anger and continued:

"I'm just kindly reminding you that if you want to wait, keep waiting."

After that, he left without looking back.

It wasn't until a long time after Bu Zhenren left that the criminal army stood up and said to himself:

"It seems that what Brother Dongfang said is not all true, but now as long as he can leave, the Sprinkle family has been trapped here for several years, and they can hold back a bird."

"Before leaving, Shizun said that he was talking about the blood clan region, okay, then the Sprinkle family will go and take a look!"

As he spoke, Xing Wu stood up, letting the raindrops the size of beans fall on his body, and the burly figure gradually disappeared into the distance.

……

A few days later, in a cave in the wilderness of the Land of the Blood.

A figure in a Dao robe was sitting cross-legged, and a set of low-level array flags was arranged around it.

This person is Dongfang Mo.

Ever since he killed Gongsun Tu that day and looted all the things on his body, he chose a random direction to move forward.

It wasn't until two days ago that he finally met a group of low-level Blood Clan monks who were hurrying away, so he stepped forward to inquire, only to know that this place was actually in the middle of the Blood Clan's land.

Unexpectedly, after he escaped from the void that day, he actually traveled so far.

Now it was a long way from Dry Cliff City, and although he didn't have to worry about that strange blood man chasing after him, it was even farther away from the Terran region.

Thinking of this, he was a little depressed, this trip was full of twists and turns, when would he be able to return to the human race safely.

So he shook his head, put aside his distractions, and then took out Gongsun Tu's storage bag, wanting to sort out the harvest of this trip.

Infuse the mana into it, then remove all the contents of the storage bag.

He was dazzled by the many objects that he saw.

I saw that there were tens of thousands of spirit stones, as well as a lot of artifacts, many of which were low-level magic weapons, as well as spirit grasses, pills, talismans and the like.

It can be seen that many of them should have been obtained from the blessed earth.

However, what disappointed him was that there was not even a high-level magic weapon in the storage bag of the Gongsun disciples, which surprised him a little.

And in addition to these things, there was one more thing that caught his attention.

It was a bundle of worn-out bamboo slips, threaded with gold threads, but a little blackened in many places, apparently some years old.

Dongfang Mo took this object in his hand, and then slowly spread it out.

I saw that there were dense fly-headed small characters on the bamboo slips, and in the middle, there were three big characters of "Demon Suppression Map".

Dongfang Mo's expression moved, and then he began to look at it word by word.

Half an hour later, he looked up.

"I didn't expect there to be this kind of magic in the world."

This demon suppression diagram is a kind of magic, this technique is extremely peculiar, that is, after hunting a fierce beast, its soul is sealed, and then refined into its own drive.

The stronger and more numerous the sealed souls, the more powerful the spell will be. He is often able to trap or kill people who are higher than his own cultivation.

Moreover, the method of cultivating this technique is also simple, that is, to carve a "formation map" on one's own body, suppress the fierce soul with one's own cultivation, imprison it with a "formation pattern", and keep it warm in the body at all times.

After successful cultivation, not only can you form a formation to fight the enemy, but if your own soul is damaged, you can also use the demon soul qi in the formation to recover. And that array is a space of its own, which can be described as infinitely useful.

However, there is a disadvantage that although this demon suppression map is very powerful, it can be cultivated, and it is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be devoured by the fierce spirit, which will make you go mad and fall into madness.

Come to think of it, carve a formation diagram on your skin to seal the fierce soul, if your own cultivation, perseverance, and divine soul are not strong enough, you can be attacked by the fierce soul at any time, and the first one to suffer is yourself.

Therefore, this technique can be described as a double-edged sword.

But because the power of this technique is too great, many people in the cultivation can't resist the temptation and want to cultivate.

And in order to reduce the risk of being eaten back, some talented and intelligent people have come up with a solution.

That is, using the magic weapon as a carrier to seal the murderous soul into the magic weapon, instead of carving the formation diagram on his own body, so as to solve the disadvantage of being easily counterattacked.

But doing so has a big flaw, that is, they can often only seal the fierce souls that are lower than their own cultivation, and cannot reach the real demon suppression diagram, and the seal is equivalent to their own cultivation, or even more than their own cultivation.

It seems that you can't have both fish and bear's paws, and that's it.

However, for many monks, even if the sealing cultivation is lower than their own fierce souls, if the number is sufficient, and then form various soul arrays, just like the eighteen fierce soul formations used by Gongsun disciples before, then they can also challenge people with higher strength than themselves.

Therefore, the vast majority of people choose this way to cultivate, although it seems a bit nondescript, but the power is also not to be underestimated.

Dongfang Mo nodded, thinking that before he came, Gongsun disciple used ninth-order cultivation to seal eighteen late-eighth-order beast souls in a folding fan, which should be the method used.

If it weren't for the fact that his mana was far stronger than him, and he was also seriously injured, and because he had cultivated high-level spells, I am afraid that this Demon Suppression Diagram would definitely not be able to be broken so easily.

Moreover, Gongsun Disciple is only using the second tricky method to cultivate, so if he cultivates in the real way of suppressing demons and carving a formation diagram on his body to seal the demon soul, how powerful should it be?

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo couldn't help but be extremely moved.

But after thinking about it, cultivating this technique will be extremely risky, and if you are not strong enough, you will inevitably be counterattacked.

Then he hesitated again.

After a while, he sighed and put away the bamboo slip, no matter what, now is not the time to consider this technique, even if you want to cultivate, you have to find a quiet place to try.

So he took out a little elk beast, and under the frightened eyes of the little beast, cut its calf, took three drops of blood and put it into a jade bowl.

It took a day and a night to chase and kill Gongsun before, and the anode forging technique was interrupted, and he had to start all over again.

Fortunately, he was just getting started, and at most he wasted some time and the essence and blood of the little beast, but in fact, there was not much loss.

Looking at the green blood in the bowl, Dongfang Mo poured it into his mouth without hesitation, and then began to cultivate with a somewhat painful face.

……

And at this moment, somewhere thousands of miles away from him, a pale face, about four or five years old, a blood boy appeared silently.

As soon as Tong Zifang appeared, he came to a large pit that had been flooded by rain.

It was surrounded by an invisible layer of qi, and when the rain fell, it slid down three feet in front of it.

And when he arrived, the boy looked around, his blood-colored pupils continued to sweep around, and after a while, he saw that he closed his eyes, his short fingers pinched quickly, and then grabbed the rain in front of him.

Suddenly, a huge suction force came, and I saw drops of blood suddenly drill out of the rain under my feet.

Beads of blood converged into the palm of his hand, eventually condensing into the size of a fist.

The boy raised his head and sucked it, and the blood beads suddenly turned into two blood mist and were sucked into his nostrils.

After a while, the boy suddenly opened his eyes and looked in a certain direction of the blood-colored earth, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

And looking at the direction where he left, it seemed to be the location of Dongfang Mo.