In the slightly dim small earthen house, three figures sat in it, the room was not large, only a table of eight immortals and a few chairs.

"Ling Yun is still used to it in the Spirit Courtyard, right?" The old man in the room said first when he saw that Ling Yun and the girl were doing well.

"Grandpa is okay in the spiritual courtyard, and there is nothing unaccustomed to having the care of senior sisters. Ling Yun replied.

"Then what kind of cultivation are you doing now?" the old man looked at Ling Yun with blazing eyes, and the old man's gaze was like a lamp in the dim small earthen house.

"The early stage of the marrow washing realm. Being stared at by the old man's fiery gaze, Ling Yun felt as if he had no secrets in his whole body, but when Ling Yun and the old man looked at each other, the old man's eyes seemed to become cloudy again.

"Not bad. The old man's eyes closed slightly.

"Grandpa, I'm also going to the spiritual academy to practice!" the girl said coquettishly as she pulled the old man's clothes.

"Not yet, wait until you're twelve!" the old man said firmly.

"Why after twelve, Grandpa," the girl wondered.

"Yes, grandpa, why does my sister have to wait until she is twelve years old to practice, but I started at the age of ten, not to mention that my sister is now ten years old!" Ling Yun said.

"There's no why, it's just not good!" the old man said softly, but a coercion that seemed to be from the superior emanated from the old man, it was not produced by advanced cultivation, but only by staying in a high position for a long time could it be naturally conceived for a long time, and the moment the coercion enveloped Ling Yun, Ling Yun felt as if his life and death were in his hands.

Ling Yun didn't speak, he found that his grandfather, who used to be amiable and listened to himself and his sister in everything, was too tough in this matter, at this time he seemed to have changed, and it became very strange to him, as if this was the real him, and he was all disguised before!

"Grandpa, isn't it good for me to go to the spiritual academy to practice now?" the girl frowned.

"No, it's just not okay, as for why you don't care, one day you will understand, and when you understand, you will know that grandpa didn't lie to you. "The coercion on the old man only appeared and disappeared. Then he looked at the girl softly.

"Grandpa, this is the Burning Gu Dan that you said might cure your strange illness. Knowing this, it was difficult for Grandpa to change his mind, and took out the jade bottle that was wrapped layer by layer from his arms, and the pill in it was the Burning Gu Dan.

Since Ling Yun can remember, he found that his grandfather would have pain all over his body one day every month, and every time he saw his grandfather's painful expression, Ling Yun felt that his heart was also hurting, and the strange thing was that after the pain on that day every month, his grandfather was like no one, and he couldn't find anything in every inspection. It wasn't until after Ling Yun entered the Spirit Courtyard that he told Ling Yun that maybe the Burning Gu Dan could cure his own illness, and from then on, Ling Yun vowed to find the Burning Gu Dan and cure his grandfather's strange illness, and now his wish may come true.

"Well, that's right, it's the Burning Ancient Dan!" Taking the jade bottle that was wrapped layer by layer from Ling Yun, the old man took out the jade bottle, opened the jade bottle with a slight trembling hand, and instantly a faint scent of Dan fragrance floated out of the jade bottle, which shocked the old man's whole body.

"Grandpa, take it quickly, so that your strange disease can be cured!" Ling Yun said, and the girl on the side also looked at the old man expectantly. Although the old man did not want to practice now, the girl was not angry, because she believed that her grandfather would not harm her.

"Presumably, this village should be able to collect all the blood needed by its master. A young man at the entrance of the village walked slowly, and at the same time, his eyes were constantly searching for the "prey" he had started.

"Where are you going, young master?" an ordinary villager saw a young man in brocade clothes walking slowly towards the village in front of him.

"Why do I need you to care where I go?" the young man asked the villager with interest.

"No, our village is very remote, and most people come here to ask for directions, but I saw that you are a new face, young master, so I asked this question. The villagers were afraid that the teenager would misunderstand, so they hurriedly explained.

"I'm here to ask for directions. The boy smiled.

"I don't know where the young master is going? It's not that I'm arrogant, I know this radius of a few miles clearly. The villagers also laughed.

"I want to ask you how to get to Huangquan Road?"

"What? Huangquan Road? I haven't heard of it. Before he could finish speaking, the villagers immediately reacted that they were not here to ask for directions.

"Wouldn't you know if you go there!" the young man was still smiling, and punched the villager in the abdomen, and before the villager could scream, he was knocked away by a huge force, and his body turned into blood the moment he flew out.

"Nine Blood Pool, suck!" took out the red vial handed to him by the red-haired boy from his arms, and the boy pinched out a strange spirit seal, and the blood vial suddenly produced a huge suction, sucking all the blood of the villagers he had just killed into it, but the strange thing was that all the blood of the villagers only made one of the nine bloodstones on the blood vial light up with a trace of red light.

"It's still far from it. The boy's smile turned cold, and he suddenly rushed towards the stunned villagers in front of him.

Several villagers saw the young man rushing over, and just about to react, the young man's figure seemed to appear in front of them out of thin air, still just a punch, and several bodies were knocked away in an instant in no particular order, and at this moment, the suction of the blood-colored vial reproduced the blood of several villagers' bodies.

With the increase in the amount of blood absorbed, the grimace of the blood-colored vial seemed to have a trace of spirituality, and there seemed to be a ghostly sound coming out of the blood vial, making the listener's qi and blood become unstable.

"That's too slow!" the boy looked at the nine bloodstones on the blood bottle, only one of which emitted a faint blood light, as if it would disappear at the slightest fluctuation.

"Blood curtain in the sky!" The young man's whole body aura exploded, a red blood curtain appeared and shrouded his body, and wisps of red weird aura quickly merged into the blood curtain, making the blood curtain grow rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, the blood curtain spread from his side to half of the village.

Although the village is not large, it is not easy to envelop it all, and only a monk like a young man who has cultivated to reach the realm of congency can do so.

"Blood curtain, Cheng!" In a few breaths, the blood curtain enveloped the entire village, and the young man's breathing was a little short, obviously it was not so easy to do this.

"What's going on?"

"yes, that's not the case!"

The villagers in the village had already noticed that something was wrong when the blood curtain was filled, and when they looked up, they were covered by a blood-red light mask like an upside-down bowl.

"Sister, watching grandpa in the house, I'll go out and see what's going on. Ling Yun only felt that the room was dark, and the life and death crisis appeared in his heart, lingering, and then there was a commotion outside.

"Blood curtain. ”

As soon as Ling Yunfu walked outside, he saw the chaotic villagers staring in fear at the bloody curtain above their heads.

"Monk of the Combined Gods!" Seeing the blood curtain, Ling Yun could sense fluctuations that were several times more powerful than those of the Yun Spirit Realm, and only a Monk of the Fusion God Realm had such a means.

"I didn't expect that there were still people here who would have the magical powers of the blood clan!" Ling Yun's grandfather muttered as he looked up at the blood curtain outside the window, and because his voice was so small, even the girl on the side didn't hear it.

"I feel the breath of my clan!" Ling Yun carried with him the two volumes of body art that he had taken out of the Tibetan Scroll Pavilion, and at this time, the ancient scroll with the "Blood Imperial Technique" revealed bright red patches out of thin air.