In the inner city of the imperial city, in the vermilion high wall, there is a small hill with ancient trees towering to the sky, this mountain, together with the surrounding ten miles of range, has been listed as a forbidden area since the founding of the country, and few people can set foot on it, because this is the retreat place of Taizu Li Mingyuan.

On the mountainside, a small stream winds its way from the deep jungle, encounters a cliff, and falls into a waterfall, and the sound of the water rushing can be heard far and near.

It was almost dawn, the clear night sky was filled with a thin mist, and the bright moon in the sky was slightly blurred, and the faint light emitted dissipated into the deepest darkness before it could illuminate the heavens and the earth.

Snort, a faint sound of breaking wind sounded, and a figure faced the cold wind blowing down from the top of the mountain, and his figure flashed a few times, and he came to the front of the waterfall.

The tall man wore a cyan mask on his head and carried eight swaddling pieces strung together by ropes behind his back, each with a baby with his eyes closed.

He let out a strange roar towards the waterfall, and after a few moments, an old man rushed out from behind the waterfall and fell in front of him.

The old man's beard was white, his skin was full of deep and long wrinkles, and his whole body was thin and fleshless, and he stood there like a skeletal frame, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

However, just now he broke through the water and landed silently, standing there at this time, and there was a harmonious aura of harmony with heaven and earth, naturally he was not a simple person.

The old man stared at the masked strange man Shaoqing, and saw that the latter was seriously injured, so without saying a word, he lifted one of them with one hand, jumped one vertically, and flew into the waterfall.

There is a cave behind the waterfall, enter the hole and go about a hundred feet away, fold to the left, the dim yellow fire light comes into view, but it is an open stone room.

The four walls of the stone room are smooth and flat, obviously not natural, there are almost no furnishings inside, only a big bluestone lies in the corner, and a jade pillow is placed on the stone, this bluestone should be a place to sleep and rest.

Of course, the most conspicuous place in the entire stone chamber is a small circular pool in the center, which is filled with a dark red liquid and exudes a strong smell of blood.

In the center of the small pond, there is a round platform, carved from a large piece of blood jade.

Around the small pond, dozens of thin ditches were opened along the surface of the earth, crisscrossing and forming a huge strange shape, and in each ditch, a dark red liquid slowly flowed.

At this moment, there was a person sitting on the blood jade round platform, it was the crown prince Li Ying, he saw the old man and the mask strange man in the old man's hand, his face changed, and he wanted to get up.

The old man raised his hand and waved out a yuan force, pressed it on Li Ying's shoulder, pressed it, and said: "He is at the end of his life, and he can hold on to this, just with one breath, don't move." ”

The old man put down the strange mask, turned to face the wall, and said, "You...... There's still time for a cup of tea. ”

The masked freak looked at Li Ying, his eyes that had been indifferent and cold became soft, and he took off his mask, revealing an ordinary-looking face.

"Ying'er. He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and he was slow to speak, "Live." ”

After saying that, he untied the rope on his back, put down the seven babies, kept one in his hand, took out a dagger from his waist, and with a wave, cut off the baby's head!

The bright red blood fell into the ditch, making the bloody smell of the dark red liquid flowing in it even stronger, and when the blood in the baby's body ran out, the masked monster threw the corpse into the pool.

The corpse slowly sank to the bottom of the pool, and the masked freak picked up another baby, wielded a dagger, bled and threw the corpse, with fast and precise movements, like a seasoned butcher.

After a cup of tea, all eight babies turned into the dark red flowing in the pool.

The masked monster put the dagger back into his waist, sat down cross-legged, and looked at Li Ying quietly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but the brilliance in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his breathing gradually weakened, and finally disappeared.

"Grandpa!"

Li Ying was still restrained by a strong force, and could only cry out sadly, and two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably.

Except for a very few people, no one knows that this strange man who wears a mask all the year round and doesn't say a word is his grandfather, and even fewer people know that his grandfather also has a nickname that makes people smell and change, called the Blood Butcher.

This murderer, who was famous decades ago, is Li Ying's most respected and most beloved elder, and Li Ying has been by his side and taught by him since he was three years old.

The old man turned around, his eyes were slightly complicated, and then he raised his arms, jumped onto the blood jade round platform, sat down in front of Li Ying, and said with a smile: "He is willing to reduce your life for you by ten years, throw away his life to steal the baby, and also complete this blood sacrifice formation, what should I do now, I don't need to repeat it." ”

Li Ying stopped crying and said, "Yes, Ancestor." "This old man is the founder of Dali, the current protector of the country, Li Mingyuan.

Li Ying wiped away his tears and began to close his eyes and calm down.

After a while, Li Ying opened his eyes, glanced at the dead grandfather's blood butcher, and said calmly: "Ancestor, the child is ready." ”

Li Mingyuan took a deep breath, a look of determination flashed across his face, and his right hand pointed to a certain place in the Blood Sacrifice Formation on the side, and a pillar of green light shot out from his fingertips.

The dark red liquid in the various ditches of the Blood Sacrifice Formation suddenly shone brightly, and the dazzling red light rose into the sky, illuminating the somewhat dim stone chamber transparently.

Under the blood jade round platform in the center of the round pool, the rich red light like flowing water surged up layer by layer, and then rushed out and poured into Li Ying's body.

Li Ying's whole body was shocked, and then, his body kept trembling, and his expression instantly became hideous, as if he was suffering great pain.

"Hold on to your mind!" This Blood Sacrifice Formation has been modified by me, although the side effects are much smaller, but the pain to bear is also doubled, if you lose your mind, everything will be in vain!" Li Mingyuan shouted in a deep voice while pointing his right index finger on Li Ying's forehead.

The green Yuan Force flowed into Li Ying's body from Li Mingyuan's fingertips, and gradually, the painful color on the latter's face eased slightly.

I don't know how long it took, a circle of invisible fluctuations swayed in the stone room, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi gathered with Li Ying as the center, and submerged into his Heavenly Spirit.

In an instant, the vitality dissipated, and a strong aura erupted from Li Ying's body, and the pale red yuan force floated on the surface of his body, jumping like a flame.

"Finally...... It worked. Li Mingyuan lowered his right hand and muttered with a look of relief.

At this time, his skin, beard, and eyes no longer have a trace of luster, like a rotten wood that has been eroded by too many years, and it only takes one breath to blow him into powder.

Li Ying knew that the old ancestor had given him all his life's cultivation, and now he had little to do, so he opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by the latter with his eyes.

Li Mingyuan slowly took out an object from his arms, it was a black stone the size of a pigeon's egg, and his gaze became extremely complicated.

"This thing is nameless, it is an accident I got three hundred years ago, the origin is not trivial, but unfortunately so many years have passed, I still haven't been able to crack the mystery, the only effect I have found at present, is to be able to prolong life for two hundred years, now that my limit has arrived, this thing will be handed over to you, you remember, never let people know that you are carrying this thing, in addition, before you have completely absorbed the cultivation I sealed in your body, and opened up the four Yuan Qi, you must not leave Dali. ”

Li Ying took the black stone with tears, and Li Mingyuan took off a small cloth bag hanging from his waist, "This is the Qiankun bag, there is an independent small space in it, which can be used to store items, my exercises and cultivation experience are in it, you must study it well in the future." ”

After speaking, Li Mingyuan lowered his head and lost his breath.

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After the battle of Xuanling Mountain, the blood butcher reappeared in the rivers and lakes, incarnated as a baby thief, and secretly arranged the blood sacrifice formation, in order to break through to the innate news spread throughout the martial arts, and everyone in the world was shocked!

The blood butcher is already notorious, and this bloody act has been carried out again, and everyone in the central capital has been panicked from the princes and nobles to the common people.

However, on the night of the battle, many martial arts masters chased him away, and since then there has been no trace of him, and he has not been seen to rob the baby again, so although the entire martial arts is looking for his figure, trying to eliminate him before he breaks through, but nothing has been found.

Two days later, Emperor Li Huan announced to the world that Li Mingyuan, the protector of the country, had died, and the crown prince Li deserved his inheritance, successfully broke through to the Yuan realm, and would take over the throne on the first day of the Lunar New Year, becoming the thirteenth monarch of Dali.

At the same time, Li Huan also announced that the seriously injured blood butcher had mistakenly entered the Forbidden Mountain, and was discovered by the patrolling Praetorian Guards, and had been punished.

History is like this, the truth is forever buried under the layers of smoke laid by a few people, no matter what the reason, some people are destined to be stinking for thousands of years, while others continue to do evil with exquisite robes to cover their sinful hands.

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Lingyin Temple, the main hall has built a water and land dojo, and the elder Kongjian is leading the monks to chant scriptures and surpass the soul.

In the battle a few days ago, several eminent monks, including the abbot Kuzen Master, died on the spot at the hands of the blood butcher.

Ning Xiaoyu was dressed in filial piety clothes, kneeling on a futon under the hall, her face was pale and haggard. Occasionally looking up at the coffin placed in front of the hall, sorrow came from it, and two lines of tears flowed.

After breaking up with Zhao Ziming, she went straight to Zhongdu Mansion, and it was easy to find out her father's whereabouts, and she was recuperating in Lingyin Temple, so she also lived in the temple to take care of her father.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his father's injuries healed, a catastrophe fell from the sky, and he was attacked by a blood butcher who robbed the baby. That night, in order to drag the blood butcher, Ning Xingyun ate the other party's three palms.

Even though Ning Xingyun had honed a body of steel in his decades of military career, he was seriously injured and retreated, eventually dying.

"The prince has arrived!" a high-pitched shout came from outside the hall, drowning down the beating of the cymbals and wooden fish in the hall.

Elder Kongjian's long white eyebrows trembled, stopped reciting the scriptures, slowly got up, and walked out of the hall, followed by a group of monks.