Chapter 114: The Third Ancient Painting

Above the endless sea, there is a strange place, with blue waters on one side and golden yellow on the other.

The golden waves cascade on top of each other, cutting off the sky. Therefore, this sea area is called the autumn water and the sky, and it is also the name of one of the sea immortal sects.

In the autumn sky, hundreds of large and small islands are dotted.

At this time, in the forest of thousands of flowers on a fairyland-like island near the center, a girl sitting cross-legged suddenly trembled and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her beautiful eyes were full of horror and despair.

"Why is this happening, it's obvious that I used the withered leaf Dao person as the Ding Furnace, why did I become his Ding Furnace in the end, it's impossible, something must be wrong......" Narcissus muttered, not even trying the blood on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the figure of the beautiful widow appeared instantly, and she looked at Narcissus with a deep sense of frustration in her eyes.

"Withered Leaf Daoist, I underestimated him, but let me ruin such an excellent disciple. "Widow Yan is the same as Narcissus, she can't think of what went wrong, at that time she also watched a live spring palace on the spot, and there was absolutely no problem in any link, then, the only problem appeared in the withered leaf Dao people.

At this time, Narcissus raised her head, knelt in front of the widow, and wept sadly: "Master, give the apprentice another chance, don't expel me from the sect." ”

"Alas, Narcissus, you know that this is not something that can be decided for the teacher, the elder group has already made a decision, and there is nothing to be done for the teacher. Widow Yan sighed lightly, the autumn water is so cruel, and she will never tolerate any useless disciples to stay.

"Master......" Narcissus cried out.

"Your immortal path has been blocked, and the fate of you and I as master and apprentice has also been exhausted, so we can do it ourselves in the future. The widow shook her head, and with a wave of her hand, a gust of wind swept the narcissus up, sending it out of the autumn water, and in the blink of an eye landed on an island tens of thousands of miles away from the autumn water, which was a sea trading bazaar.

Narcissus got up from the ground, looking at the trading bazaar not far away, she was abandoned by the autumn water, without the protection of the sect, and her current cultivation has fallen to the foundation building period, and will fall to the fetal movement period in the near future, the Dao foundation was taken away, and she will never be able to rebuild the Dao foundation in her life, in this chaotic sea, her fate is worrying.

"I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling, withered leaves, autumn water, I, Narcissus, swear, if there is a chance to rise, I will not let you go. Narcissus yelled with a twisted face and stumbled towards the trading bazaar.

............ Ye Hao and Han Yeyue walked side by side along the river in the mountains, and their hands were tightly clasped together.

"In ten years, you have studied three of the five pills thoroughly, and when this spreads, you still don't let other alchemists live. Ye Hao said with a smile.

"There is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in this world, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, I don't dare to be arrogant. Han Yeyue said.

"Believe me, you are definitely qualified to be arrogant, one day, the Taiqing Dan Immortal in the Immortal Realm will also bow down in front of you. Ye Hao pointed to the sky above.

"Taiqing Dan Immortal, is there such a Dan Immortal in the fairy world? It can't be made up by you. Han Yeyue glanced at Ye Hao, the fairy world is unattainable for monks, look at what he said, people really think that there is a Taiqing Dan Immortal in the fairy world.

Ye Hao smiled, when he was in the Haotian Secret Realm, the Taiqing Danxian was a famous person.

At this point, the river entered a canyon, and the two stopped.

"Yue'er, I've always had a question. Ye Hao's face became extremely serious.

"What's the question?" asked Han Yeyue.

"It's been ten years, have you thought it through?" Ye Hao asked with burning eyes.

Han Yeyue's face flushed slightly, and she pretended to be stupid and said, "What have you thought clearly?"

"This ......" Ye Hao didn't say a word, and kissed Han Yeyue's pretty face.

After a long kiss, Han Yeyue Jiao panted and pushed Ye Hao away.

"Be my woman. Ye Hao said viciously.

"Good. Han Yeyue nodded.

Ye Hao was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Han Yeyue to agree so happily.

"What's the daze, now you're hugging left and right, proud of it. Han Yeyue stretched out her slender jade finger and tapped it on Ye Hao's chest.

"Haha, so proud. Ye Hao laughed heartily, naturally knowing that Han Yeyue was referring to her and Mo Qianqian, but Han Yeyue and Bei Xiaohui were originally friends, and now they are close friends, but Mo Qianqian is Bei Xiaohui's daughter, and this generation is a bit chaotic...... Just when Ye Hao was proud, Han Yeyue's face changed, and he pointed to the river and said, "Ye Hao, look at it." ”

Ye Hao looked over and saw that in the middle of the river in the canyon, there were streams of blood and water that turned up, and quickly spread out.

Ye Hao pinched it, and a vitality hit it, and the river suddenly parted to both sides, and found that under the deep riverbed, there were several small holes that were bubbling blood.

"Good filthy blood...... Ye Hao's divine thoughts probed, but at this moment, the blood bubbling from these small holes suddenly stopped, and his divine thoughts went deep into the depths of the earth, but he found nothing.

Ye Hao took some blood and sealed it to see if he could find anything.

"Has a similar situation happened before?" Ye Hao asked.

Han Yeyue shook her head, this strange scene had never been heard of before.

Ye Hao searched around, but still found nothing.

When the two returned to the cave, night had fallen.

There was a bonfire burning outside the cave, Mo Qianqian was lying on Bei Xiaohui's lap, and Bei Xiaohui was stroking her hair, and the mother and daughter were talking about something with a smile.

Seeing Ye Hao and Han Yeyue coming back, Bei Xiaohui said something softly in Mo Qianqian's ear, which made Mo Qianqian's cheeks suddenly red.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to rest, let's talk. Bei Xiaohui turned around and entered the cave.

Ye Hao sat down, spread his hands, and said with a smile: "Qianqian, Yue'er, come, let the uncle enjoy the Yanfu of hugging left and right." ”

The two girls ignored him, but sat together and ignored Ye Hao.

Ye Hao shrugged, he knew that Yanfu was not so enjoyable, no, he was just alone now.

Ye Hao got up, sat down cross-legged not far away and began to cultivate.

Yuan Ying sat down cross-legged in the dantian, his yin and yang eyes flickered, and his vitality began to circulate in his body.

"It's really not so easy for yin and yang to merge into one. Ye Hao tried to fuse the yin and yang qi in the vitality, but he couldn't succeed.

After trying a few times, Ye Hao didn't try again, the realm was not reached or some things were not comprehended, even if you tried 100 million times, it would not make any difference. Therefore, Ye Hao will try every time he cultivates, but he will never force it.

Ye Hao's mind was one, his body was cultivating on its own, and his divine thoughts were emanating into the night sky.

"Save me, save me!" At this moment, a weak voice passed through Ye Hao's thoughts.

"Who?" Ye Hao asked with divine thoughts.

"Help me, help me!" the voice kept repeating.

Ye Hao remembered the filthy blood gushing out from under the riverbed, and his heart moved, and his mind began to search for the source of this sound.

It's just that the sound is very erratic, and it seems to come from all directions.

After a while, the sound slowly weakened, and finally became inaudible.

After that, every few days, when Ye Hao was cultivating during this time period, he would hear this strange cry for help. However, Mo Qianqian and the others didn't feel this way at all.

It wasn't until half a year later that the voice for help suddenly left a faint phantom map in Ye Hao's mind after it disappeared.

"Canyon River ......" Ye Hao frowned slightly, he had explored all the places marked on this map, and he didn't find anything abnormal at all.

Since that day, the cry for help has not been heard again.

At this time, Ye Hao stood outside the canyon and river, staring at the place where the blood gushed out before, as if he wanted to see the flowers.

"Still thinking about the voice crying for help? Han Yeyue came to Ye Hao's side and said.

"No, no matter how you think about it, it's a little weird, this place is so close to the cave, I don't feel at ease. Ye Hao said.

At this moment, in the water gushing out of the canyon channel, a figure suddenly rose and fell in it.

Ye Hao waved his hand and rolled up the figure of this person, only to find out that this was a young male cultivator, dressed in a standard Taoist robe, and he should be a disciple of which sect, but he had been out of breath for a long time.

"Hey, this is a Dao robe that can only be worn by the core disciples of the Tianshan Sect, how could it fall here?" Han Yeyue said in shock.

"The Tianshan faction, one of the ten factions of the righteous path. Ye Hao nodded, and found that this Tianshan Sect disciple was killed by the sucking of the essence and blood of his whole body, for no reason, he remembered the blood that emerged from the ground and the ethereal cry for help, and always felt that there was a connection between it.

Ye Hao untied the storage bag on the corpse of the Tianshan Sect Brother, rummaged through it, and suddenly his face changed, his mind moved, and an ancient painting scroll appeared in front of him.

When I opened this ancient painting, it showed a vast black land, and streams of blood were gushing out of the ground, and the whole picture gave people a very evil feeling.

Ye Hao took out another ancient painting he got from Wang Tong and Nayue Moqun, one of the two ancient paintings depicted the scene of the ignorant human beings sacrificing a [***] girl during the flood famine. And the other is the back of a green-haired demon cultivator.

The texture of the material is exactly the same in the three paintings, but the paintings are different, what is the relationship between them?

The ancient paintings on Wang Tong's body were given to him by Wang Ji, the ancient paintings on Yue Moqun's body were given to him by his master Evil Eye Old Monster, and the ancient paintings on the disciples of the Tianshan Sect may also be given by his elders.

"Your uncle, these elders probably don't have any good intentions. Ye Hao said in his heart.

"Ye Hao, look at the ground of these three paintings, they are all exactly the same. Han Yeyue said suddenly.

Ye Hao only realized at this time that whether it was the sacrificial ground, the demon cultivator's back field, and the land gushing with blood, it was all a black and oppressive land.