Name: Zhao Chonghe (Zhao Sheng)

Shou Yuan: 114/167

Realm: Six layers of foundation

Class: Second-Order Talisman

Physique: Four Spirit Roots (Yellow Level), Primary Self-Healing (Fan Level)

Talents: Spirit Sniff (Yellow), Bullet Time (Yellow), Rock Hand (Mortal),

【Skills】

Exercises: Xuanyuan Heavy Water Recipe (Dacheng), Blood Soul Sutra (Melting Blood, Dacheng), Stacking Talismans (Dacheng, Thirty-three Stacks)

Spells: Slashing Sword (Dacheng), Light Splitting Sword (Dacheng), Blood Escape (Dacheng), Nine Dragons Yin (Xiaocheng), Xuanling Puppet (Xiaocheng), Water Mine Law (Dacheng), Ice Waterfall (Mastery), ......

Talismans: Blood Refining Talisman (Furnace Pure Green), Molten Blood Talisman (Dacheng), Blood Escape Talisman (Dacheng), Wanjun Talisman (Dacheng), Liuyun Sword Talisman (Divine Transformation), Divine Rune (Dacheng), Ganlin Talisman (Dacheng), Phantom Escape Talisman (Dacheng)......

Looking at the data on the panel, Zhao Sheng was silent.

Over the years, although he had been very restrained, in order to improve his cultivation, he still consumed twenty-nine years of life.

Putting away his personal panel, Zhao Sheng stood up and paced back and forth in the quiet room, thinking about the situation of the Guiyuan Sect in recent years.

After thinking about it, he suddenly found that the Guiyuan Sect seemed to have become a powder keg that was about to explode.

Where there are people, there are conflicting interests!

In the past, because the development was too fast, the cake was big enough, so the contradictions within the Guiyuan Sect were temporarily suppressed.

However, in recent years, due to the interests of too many forces, Guiyuanzong has been resisted by all the surrounding forces, and the speed of power expansion has plummeted.

Because of this, many contradictions that had been suppressed in the past began to intensify rapidly.

The world only saw the great situation of the Guiyuan Sect, but they didn't know that it was turbulent inside.

Now that the powder keg is about to explode, there is only one fuse missing.

After all these years of observation, Zhao Sheng felt that this fuse was-

Bang bang bang!

There was a sudden knock on the door of the quiet room, and a panicked cry came from outside the door:

"Master, master! Come out of here! ”

Zhao Sheng frowned, and his figure suddenly appeared at the door.

When I opened the door, I saw a middle-aged beautiful woman standing at the door with tears on her face.

"Master, my grandfather he... Whining! ”

Zhao Sheng said in a deep voice: "Ling'er, you speak slowly, what's wrong with your grandfather?"

Wei Ling looked very frightened and said, "My grandfather suddenly fainted in the morning, and now he is almost dying!"

"Where's your grandfather? Show me! ”

Wei Ling hurriedly wiped away his tears and took Zhao Sheng to Lingyun Courtyard.

After a short time, the two came to the backyard of Lingyun Courtyard,

At this time, the backyard was full of qi refining disciples in red robes,

They looked terrified, and gathered in front of the main chamber directly north of the courtyard, but no one dared to step inside.

Seeing that Zhao Sheng was coming, everyone bowed and saluted.

Zhao Sheng ignored these customs etiquette and walked directly into the inner room.

When he saw Wei Youquan lying on the bed again, Zhao Sheng's expression changed.

People who were fine a few days ago are now in shape, not only have all their teeth fallen out, but their exposed skin is also wrinkled like chicken skin, covered with black spots, and a smell of corpses emanating from their bodies.

"Blood blight!"

Zhao Sheng's heart sank, knowing that Wei Youquan's limit had arrived, and there was no way to save the medicine stone.

Blood blight is a terminal disease that has only appeared in recent years.

It is very similar to the five decays of heaven and man, and the middle one will definitely die, so the immortal cultivators are afraid of it like a tiger, and the color changes when they hear it.

And the Guiyuan Sect is the hardest hit area of blood blight.

In recent years, as many as eleven foundation building monks have died of this terminal illness in the Guiyuan Sect.

As for Qi refining disciples, there are even more.

The reason why Zhao Sheng thought that Guiyuan Sect had become a powder keg was that blood blight was undoubtedly the most obvious sign.

Combined with himself, Zhao Sheng dared to conclude that the person who died of blood blight must have been exhausted.

The exercises of the "Blood Soul Sutra" are extremely evil, and they are usually undetectable, and only before they die, the hidden dangers of the exercises will suddenly burst out.

There is no shortage of smart people in the world of cultivating immortals, and someone must have discovered the connection between the Blood Soul Sutra and the blood blight.

Although he didn't know when this secret was revealed, Zhao Sheng knew that when it was made public, Guiyuan Sect would definitely become the one that everyone lost.

Zhao Sheng walked to the side of the bed, and Wei Ling asked in a panic, "Master, is there any help from Grandpa?"

Zhao Sheng's divine sense penetrated into Wei You's entire body and found that the blood in his whole body had been depleted, his internal organs were rapidly decaying, and his bones were gradually melting.

Zhao Sheng shook his head and said regretfully: "Your grandfather has blood blight!" There is no help. ”

When Wei Ling heard that it was blood blight, he immediately fainted in fright.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand to release a spiritual power, which shot into Wei Ling's forehead, temporarily sealing his five senses.

Then, with a wave of Zhao Sheng's long sleeves, an enchantment talisman quickly flew out, instantly turning into ashes.

In the blink of an eye, an invisible barrier rose from the room, temporarily cutting off the outside world's view.

After doing this, Zhao Sheng took a step forward, and his divine sense swept over Wei You's whole body inch by inch, not letting go of anything wrong.

A few years ago, he had explored the bodies of some Qi Refining disciples who had died of blood blight, but he didn't find anything strange.

For the Zhuji monk who died of blood blight, the Guiyuan Sect would always come to the door very quickly and take away the body, so he never had a chance to investigate.

Now this opportunity has finally arrived!

From head to toe, Zhao Sheng scanned it three times in a row with his divine sense,

Well?

He felt very strange, Wei Youquan's corpse seemed to be no different from the corpses of those Qi refining disciples.

But there's one thing...

Zhao Sheng bent down, his face close to Wei Youquan's body, and sniffed seriously.

suddenly

Zhao Sheng's face was happy.

He smelled a strange smell of blood emanating from Wei Youquan's seven orifices.

The smell of blood was so similar to the smell of corpses that ordinary people couldn't detect it, but it couldn't hide it from his nose.

Zhao Sheng stretched out his hand and pressed Wei Youquan's head, and one after another pure spiritual power penetrated from his seven orifices.

Soon, Zhao Sheng made a big discovery.

In the depths of Wei Youquan's Purple Mansion, a red, round as a pearl, and an inch-sized blood pill appeared at this time.

The blood pill seemed to be real and illusory, and an expressionless and lifeless face appeared on the surface from time to time.

This face is very familiar, who else can it be if it is not Wei Youquan.

When Zhao Sheng saw this scene, his heart was shocked.

For a moment, he suddenly recalled the strange thing that had happened to him on Tianzhu Mountain decades ago.

Strange blood stains, strange faces on the stone tablet, giving birth to Wei has a strange blood pill with a full hole!

What exactly is the connection between the three?

Just when Zhao Sheng's heart was in turmoil, the door was suddenly kicked open, and then a bloody light flew in, instantly smashing the enchantment.

Zhao Shengmeng turned around and looked out.

At this moment, two hooded men in black robes walked in from outside.

When Zhao Sheng saw the figures of these two people, his face changed, and he said in his heart: "Come so fast!"

He didn't know the two black-robed men, but he was very familiar with their identities.

These two people are the corpse collectors of the Guiyuan Sect, who are responsible for collecting the body of the Zhuji monk and bringing it back to the Yuan Sect for burial.