Chapter 208: Blood at the Bottom of the River
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Under the repeated scanning of the causal eye, Xiao Qiyue also found that the water did contain a trace of imperceptible 'blood'.
Moreover, there is a hint of spirituality in this blood.
Only the blood of a warrior carries a hint of spirituality.
After all, a martial artist has to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to cultivate.
These heaven and earth aura are absorbed by the physical body and then integrated into the qi and blood, so the qi and blood of the warriors contain spiritual things.
The stronger the martial artist, the stronger the spiritual substance contained in the blood.
For example, an innate powerhouse can directly absorb the spiritual things in the natural world of heaven and earth for cultivation, while a martial artist under the innate does not have this ability.
However, their bodies can also naturally absorb extremely rare spiritual things to temper their physical bodies, strengthen their internal organs, experience their spirits, and strengthen their comprehensive abilities.
This is the reason why the cultivation speed of the innate and above powerhouses is fast.
Because, one is active absorption and the other is passive absorption.
"Xiao Er, has the water of the Red River always been red?" Xiao Qiyue pointed to the river and asked the shopkeeper of the restaurant.
The White Crane Tower is built on a cliff, and under the cliff is the Red River that is dozens of feet high.
Diners love to enjoy the scenery while drinking and having fun.
"No, Childe, the Red River in the past was not called the Red River, it was called the 'Kouzi River'.
It is said that the river gradually turned red more than 200 years ago.
Some people say that it was caused by the confluence of the three rivers and the red soil that washed to the bottom of the river.
That's why it was renamed 'Red River', and our Kouzi City was also changed to 'Red River Estuary City'. The short little second replied.
"There seems to be a hint of blood in this mist?" Xiao Qiyue nodded casually.
"That's right, some say it's a hallucination from the diners.
Some people joke that it was a 'guillotine' in ancient times.
So, occasionally, there is still the smell of blood.
Of course, that's not possible.
Even if there was a guillotine below in ancient times, how could you still smell blood after so long, isn't it a child?" Xiao Er smiled and shook his head.
"Guillotine, hehe, it's interesting. Xiao Qiyue shook his head noncommittally, and the causal eye looked down.
Soon it went down to a depth of thirty feet, and the smell of blood intensified here!
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Xiao Qiyue found that the river was getting redder and redder, and when his eyes reached a depth of forty zhang, the river water became as red as blood.
Xiao Qiyue felt as if he had fallen into a pool of surging blood.
The next moment, Xiao Qiyue was suddenly dumbfounded.
Because, from time to time, bones are thrown up and down in the churning river.
These bones are human bones and animal bones.
Is it really a guillotine down there?
However, even the powerful eye of cause and effect is somewhat limited here. When the line of sight penetrates fifty feet, it is blurred.
Further down there was a blood-red patch, and nothing could be seen.
There are quirks!
Xiao Qiyue was suddenly shocked, normally speaking, the barrier-free vision ability of his causal eye reached 170 zhang at a glance, more than 500 meters.
If you go underground, it is estimated that it will be shallower, after all, the underground is full of obstacles, and the scope of things on the ground is different.
But at least the ability to penetrate the ground can reach about 60 zhang, but here 50 zhang can't be seen clearly.
It's just that with his current strength, if he wants to go deep into the churning vortex for fifty or sixty zhang, it is estimated that the difficulty is quite high.
Moreover, the whirlpool formed by the convergence of these three rivers is too terrifying.
Nature is infinitely powerful, and if you don't do it, you will lose your life.
And the 'fish dragon suit' was damaged last time and has not had time to repair it.
Xiao Qiyue decided to visit a friend of his eldest brother Chu Zijiang first.
This person's name is 'Seven Masters', and he is also the helmsman of this Honghekou Yiba, 'Seven Lives Hall'.
The strength of the 'Seven Lives Hall' in Honghekou City is not inferior to the prestige of the Pai Gang in Hai'an County.
And this seventh master is much stronger than Wu Junshan, and Chu Zijiang wrote a letter to himself when he was leaving.
However, he didn't find out what his relationship was with the Seventh Master.
It's just that when something happens, go to him, he is a local, wide-ranging, and familiar.
"How do you get to Qishengtang?" Xiao Qiyue stuffed an ingot of five taels of gold to the shopkeeper named 'Ah Liu'.
The guy's attitude immediately changed, and he bent over and responded excitedly, "Childe, the 'Seven Lives Hall' is on the lion's head seat on Nanmen Street, why don't you take Childe over?"
"It's okay, lead the way. Xiao Qiyue was not polite, and followed Ah Liu downstairs.
"Childe's surname, who are you looking for in the Seven Lives Hall. The little one knows the 'Deacon Song' of the Seven Lives Hall. Ah Liu said enthusiastically as he walked.
"My surname is Xiao, but what kind of person is the Seventh Master of the Seven Lives Hall?" Xiao Qiyue asked.
"You said the Seventh Master, that's the head of the Seven Lives Hall.
In our 'Red River Estuary', he is a big man.
From the dignitaries to the common people, the three religions and the nine streams all know him, and the south gate is his territory. Ah Liu was even more enthusiastic, and thought that Xiao Qiyue was looking for the seventh master.
Suddenly, his attitude became more respectful, and he invisibly raised Xiao Qiyue by a few levels.
The main hall of the Seven Lives Hall is indeed extraordinary, occupying the most lively part of the south gate, and the entire building complex is all stone, like a squatting lion.
There are hundreds of thousands of people in this Honghekou City, and he is not familiar with life here, like a blind man, and it is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack to find his father Xiao Tiancheng.
It is impossible for me to post search notices everywhere with great fanfare.
Since the Seven Lives Hall is a major local overlord, it is expected that it must be particularly well-informed.
"Hello Deacon Song?" "Luck is not bad, as soon as Ah Liu enters, he bumps into someone.
The man was dressed in expensive silk clothes, crocodile leather boots, and wore a lion's head sword at his waist, which is said to be the standard of the Seven Lives Hall, just like the Xiuchun knife of the Jinyi Guard.
Of course, there are good and bad swords.
The higher the level, the better the quality of the sword, Deacon Song is a middle-aged man with a ruddy face and a little old-fashioned.
"It's you kid, what's the matter, did you get another good product and invite me to the restaurant to taste it?" Deacon Song glanced at it and said with a smile.
If the second child of this restaurant can bring in customers, he will also get a commission.
"Deacon Song, there is no good news this time. Ah Liu shook his head, pointed at Xiao Qiyue and said, "It's this Xiao Gongzi who has to go to Qishengtang to do something." ”
"Why are you looking for me, go over there and line up. When Deacon Song heard this, he immediately lost interest, and pointed to the long queue on the left side waiting to do things.
"Take me to see the Seventh Master. "Hades is good, but the little ghost is difficult. Xiao Qiyue didn't give Deacon Song a good face at all, and said directly in an ordered tone.
The more you respect this kind of person, the more he will look down on you.
thinks that you are here to beg him to do something, and when the time comes, you will naturally throw your face and ask for benefits.
"Your Excellency should be a foreigner, where are you from?" When Deacon Song heard this, this kid was so loud that he was frightened and didn't dare to make a big deal.