The night was still going on, and Yuan Qi crossed the Jinghu Lake and came to a pine forest, where the branches were all over the place, staggered, like a maze.

Yuan Qi pressed against the ground, walking very slowly, and as he approached, the sound of the sacrifice became clearer and clearer. At the same time, there was a sharp pain in his back, where the silver needle had pierced before. Vaguely, he felt a secret power flowing into his chest from the wound. Tearing off his clothes, he saw that his chest was fiery red, and his body was transparent.

"It's... This is!" Yuan Qi was terrified, because in his atrium, there was a red seed, which jumped with the beating of his heart, and it was this seed that was absorbing the secret power of the wound.

The secret power weakened, Yuan Qi suddenly felt that his sealed power was gradually returning, he didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly found a place to move and breathe.

The Yuqing realm is the realm that every new disciple has dreamed of for a long time, because only when he reaches this realm can he truly enter the door of the Dao, and he can have the heart of the Dao and walk the world without being bound, which also means that his facial features are not limited to a small space, and the supernatural powers such as micro-observation and deduction have also been initially revealed.

When he first ascended to Yuqing, Yuan Qi didn't have any joy, this way of breaking through made him smell the crisis, and he was very uneasy about the suspected seed stored in the atrium, and he always felt that it was not overnight in his body.

"When, exactly?" Yuan frowned, staring at the seed carefully, and the feeling of uneasiness became even stronger.

In the distance, the sound of the sacrifice approached, and the seed seemed to be stimulated, and it actually emitted a bloody light, quickly devouring the spiritual power that Yuan Qi had just broken through.

"Damn, it has something to do with this voice!" Yuan Qi whispered, closed his eyes and crossed his knees, and used his strength to resist this devouring, however, with the blessing of the sacrificial sound, this devouring power became stronger and stronger, and Yuan Qi couldn't resist it, spurting out a mouthful of blood. He looked down and saw that the seed seemed to be getting bigger.

"Grow, are you growing with me?" Yuan Qi had never been so afraid, once upon a time, he was actually used as nourishment, nourishing this seed that suddenly appeared.

"Bang~~Bang~~!" Yuan Qi stretched out his hand and pounded his chest hard, although he knew that this would have no effect, he still beat it violently. And the sacrificial sound in the distance was also closer, and Yuan Qi felt that his mind was confused, and his consciousness began to blur.

At this critical moment, the dustless sword inserted in the soil seemed to be stimulated, and floated in the void autonomously, emitting a stream of blue light, enveloping Yuan Qi.

In a daze, Yuan Qi smelled a fresh smell, and the whole person immediately woke up, looking at the dustless sword hanging above his head in shock.

The change of the dustless sword did not stop, it was still floating in the void, and the sword body had a magic pattern appearing, and a golden light suddenly shot out at the tip of the sword, stabbing at Yuan Qi's heart violently.

"Ahh

"I'm going to die!" Yuan Qi didn't have time to observe the seed, just stared at the wound in his heart, feeling that he couldn't survive.

The dustless sword once again emitted a blue light, shining on Yuan Qi's heart, the terrible wound actually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a trance, Yuan Qi also smelled a familiar smell, which was only the smell of the Bodhi tree in his hometown.

The sacrificial sound became more urgent, Yuan Qi tore off a piece of cloth, wrapped the seeds, and looked at the figure floating in the distance, he grabbed the dustless sword, turned around and fled.

After another moment, three figures appeared, it was the withered, Ning Tu and the mysterious door master, and behind them, a quaint big ding was floating with a rumbling sacrificial sound.

The door master lowered his head and glanced at the remaining blood stains on the ground, his face gloomy and uncertain.

Ning Tu hurriedly knelt down: "Master, the disciple knows that he is wrong!"

"Chase!" said the door master indifferently.

Ning Tu didn't dare to stay longer, and hurriedly chased after him.

The quaint big tripod is still rotating, the only difference is that there is only a blood light flying in the tripod.

"What a poisonous god, I didn't come, I sent an apprentice, it's a big deal for me!"

"Are you too anxious!" Ku Jue seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, looking at the blood color that was left in the ding!

"Really?" the door master asked rhetorically, "That silver needle is contaminated with the breath of the Soul Eater Ding, and if that kid survives, it must be forcibly suppressed by Wan Qing with his profound skills! I think he should already know that the Soul Eater Ding is in existence! If I do it later, my plan will be informed!"

"But he hasn't made any moves lately!"

"He's waiting, waiting for our next move!" the master began.

Ku Jue asked slowly, "Then what should I do next!"

The door master didn't respond, but looked at Ku Jue with a strange gaze, "It seems that this kid has some ability, and he can actually force the demon seed out on his own!"

Ku didn't say anything, just glanced in the direction of Yuan Qi's escape.

"It's just that that kid's cultivation time is too short, and the spiritual power in his body is not enough to support the growth of the demon seed, and if he leaves the body too early, I'm afraid that the demon seed will die!"

"Do you want to do it in Qingcheng Mountain?"

The door master shook his head: "Of course not, count the days, the Fairy Sword Conference is about to start again! According to the past practice, the top three can go down the mountain to practice, according to this son's cultivation, it is enough to rank in the top three! As long as he goes out of Qingcheng Mountain, he can't help it!"

"But I've heard that because of Tuke's departure, he's not going to the Sword Fairy!" said Kuke.

"Hehe! In that case, we have to help him!" The door master's laughter was a little grim, "Do you remember the fairy sword conference back then!"

Wither's face changed: "What the hell do you want to do!"

"Do you know that sometimes obsession can destroy a person!" the door master turned and disappeared into the darkness.

The sky was bright, and the dazzling sunlight illuminated Wan Ting's face, like a fairy in the world, with a dusty temperament. She opened her eyes slightly, rubbed her head, suddenly remembered something, and subconsciously glanced at the side.

"Yuan Qi!" Wan Ting shouted, with a faint sense of loss on her face, lowered her head, picked up Yuan Qi's coat, and found a red blood stain on the inside of the clothes, which made Wan Ting's heart tense again, he was injured?

"When!!when!!when!! Wan Ting's face changed greatly, she didn't return overnight, the master must be in a hurry, or go to the main peak, maybe he went.

Thinking of this, Wan Ting Yujian hurried towards the main peak, but she didn't take a few steps before she felt a cold wind blowing, and couldn't help but shiver, and looked back at yesterday's bonfire, where the void shook gently, if you don't look closely, it is difficult to detect that it is a maze array. Wan Ting's heart was moved, it seems that he still cares about her!

The main peak of Qingcheng, countless Qingcheng disciples, come and go, at a glance, as if to coat Zhu Feng with a layer of white sand, the Fairy Sword Conference, at first it was just a kind of competition used by Qingcheng Gate to motivate disciples to progress. However, due to the rampant Demon Sect, decent people pay more attention to the growth of new disciples, and each sect needs the injection of fresh blood. Qingchengmen is the first major faction of Xiuzhen, so the Fairy Sword Conference is also the most representative. It is said that on this day, people from all walks of life will come to watch the ceremony.

In the Shangqing Palace, Cang Song greeted every well-known person with a smile, and the head Wan Qing sat on the throne, his face was a little ugly, obviously very dissatisfied with Wan Ting's departure yesterday.

Outside the hall, Wan Ting was very scared and never dared to enter the hall, but Wan Qian and Ling'er saw her come back, and the stone hanging in their hearts finally landed.

"Senior sister, don't be afraid, just come back, you're worried about us. Wan Qian comforted.

"Yes, yes, senior sister, are you going to find that kid!" mentioned Yuan Qi, Wan Ling's face was angry, "Damn boy, he actually kidnapped my senior sister, if I let me see him, I have to beat him hard." ”

"Ling'er, what are you talking about?" Wan Ting blushed slightly and asked rhetorically, "What's the matter?" Senior Brother Yuan hasn't come back yet?"

"I didn't see it!" Wan Qian shook his head.

"Senior sister, don't think about it!" Ling'er pulled Wan Ting and was about to walk to the hall, "Don't worry, Master was also in a hurry last night, you go now, there are so many people present, he will scold you a few words at most, and then we are here, it's okay!"

"That's right, junior sister, let's go together!" Wan Qian nodded, "Senior Brother Yuan's matter, when today's game is over, I will accompany you to find it!"

The three of them walked into the Shangqing Hall side by side, Wan Ting lowered her head, feeling the cold gaze of the master, and she unconsciously grabbed Wan Ling's hand.

"Master!" Wan Ting said.

"You still know that I am a master, so why did you secretly go down to the palace last night!" Wan Qing said coldly.

"Disciple, disciple knows that he is wrong, please punish the master!" Wan Ting knelt down to admit her mistake, and Ling'er next to her looked at Wan Qian, glaring vigorously.

"Master, the lottery ceremony is about to start, since Senior Sister Ting has returned, please let Master take it lightly!" Wan Qian held back for a long time before he came up with a reason that was not a reason.

"Yes, yes!" Ling'er smiled, took the initiative to come behind Wan Qing, and gently tapped Wan Qing's back with her little hand, "Master, Senior Sister Ting was not wrong in the past, forget it this time!"

Wan Qing was still a little cold, and slowly grabbed Ling'er's little hand, indicating that she was useless: "Say, where did you go last night?"

"Disciple, disciple!" Wan Ting was about to say something. Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps outside the hall.

"Master Puguang of Bodhi Temple has arrived!" A group of monks, disciples of Bodhi Temple who were covered with the light of the Buddha, walked into the Shangqing Palace, led by Master Puguang, and a young monk beside him was his disciple Faxiang.

Wan Qing glared at Wan Ting and greeted her.

Seeing the master leaving, the three of them were relieved, and Ling'er hurriedly ran to Wan Ting's side, pulled her up with her own hands, and stood on the side.

"Master, don't come unharmed!" Wan Qing greeted with a smile.

"Amitabha! Master Wan is polite, today's Qingcheng Immortal Sword Conference, I will come to watch the ceremony, please bear with me if I disturb you!" Master Puguang replied.

"The master is polite, please take a seat!" Wan Qing said.

Master Puguang played a Buddha name, led all the disciples, and sat down in the position of the chief of the ceremony.

"The lottery ceremony begins!" As in previous years, this Immortal Sword Conference was still presided over by Elder Cangsong, who stood on the stage and read loudly: "The people who signed up for the Immortal Sword Conference this time are Wan Qian, Wan Ting, Mo Li, Ouyang Shaohua, Zhuo Feng, An Xiao...... A total of 36 people, divided into three groups of 12 people each, the following people read their names in turn to draw numbers. ”

"He really didn't participate!" Wan Ting sighed, if she didn't participate, she would not have the opportunity to go down the mountain, and if she got the top three this time, she would definitely be greeted by going down the mountain to seek the Tao, so that she would not see Yuan Qi for a long time, but it was a pity that the master's expectations for herself were so deep, which made Wan Ting fall into a dilemma for a while.

"Mo Li, Mo Li!" Cang Song shouted the name twice in a row, Wan Ting looked at the field, and found that Mo Li's soul was not guarding, and his eyes were a little dark.

"Hey, I really don't know where that Yuan Qi is, it's not just you, Mo Li was also worried about it all night, this is not this morning, she also went to the Sword Pavilion, looking at this, she must still not find it!" Ling'er said on the side.

"Eh!" Wan Ting nodded, looking at Mo Li who walked in, Cang Song, as her master, saw her like this, her face was not good-looking, but for the sake of justice, she just glared at her and didn't say much.

"I'll go see her!" Ling'er began.

"This Mo Li......." Wan Ting recalled that the first time she saw Yuan Qi was in the snake cave, and he ventured into the snake cave to save Mo Li, Wan Ting shook her head vigorously, secretly blaming herself for thinking too much, "What's wrong with me!"

"Master Puguang, do you know what is happening under the mountain these days!" Wan Qing sat in the center of the Shangqing Hall and asked.

"Amitabha, I have received the letter sent to me by Master Wan a few days ago!" At the mention of this, Master Puguang's face was solemn, "I have sent people to investigate, and more than a dozen villages have all been slaughtered!"

"Did the master make a discovery?" Wan Qing asked.

Master Boguang was ashamed and said, "I have personally seen those villagers, all of whom died of excessive blood loss, using the same methods and cruel methods, I think the same person did it!"

"The master has seen the murderer?" Wan Qing seemed to be aware.

Master Boguang shook his head: "I only saw a red light, which flashed by, but I think I know who it is!"

"A cloud of red light?" Wan Ting asked, "Master, please speak clearly!"

Master Boguang was silent for a moment, and slowly spit out four words: "Tianchi Blood Demon!"

"Tianchi Blood Demon?" Wan Qing was even more puzzled, "Who is this, why have you never heard of this demon before!"

"It's a shame to say this, but the head of the family remembers the battle in Penglai back then!" Master Puguang said.

"Of course I remember!" Wan Qing said, "Even in that battle, there is no such person!"

"Yes! Speaking of which, everyone also knows that our Bodhi Temple has taken guarding purgatory as its own responsibility for thousands of years, and every generation of disciples is duty-bound, but it is not as good as before it has been passed on to my generation!" Puguang sighed and said, "With the weakening of the power of the seal, the demonic energy in the purgatory has also begun to penetrate from the seal, but fortunately, my Bodhi senior brother Tianzong has guarded the purgatory for many years, and never set a step forward! And on that day, he received the order of the Tianzun issued by Penglai Zun, and in order to respond to Penglai's covenant, he left the seal!"

"Could it be that this Tianchi Blood Demon escaped from purgatory?" Wan Qing asked.

"Yes, after the senior brother left, the purgatory was unstable, I led the disciples to do their best to protect the seal from being broken, at first it was okay, but later, a ball of blood seeped out of the seal, transformed into a figure, and escaped!

"Tianchi Blood Demon, Tianchi Blood Demon!" Wan Qing muttered repeatedly.

"Senior brother knows the most about purgatory, and if he doesn't say it, he naturally has his reasons!" Master Puguang said.

"Then such a big thing happened recently, did Brother Bodhi say anything?" Wan Qing asked.

"Senior brother is confused all day long, and often has epilepsy, so he can't ask anything at all!" Master Puguang responded.

Wan Qing thought for a moment and said, "According to what you said, after so many years, this Tianchi Blood Demon is likely to collude with the Demon Sect, and its ultimate purpose is to open Purgatory?"

"What the master said is reasonable!" Master Puguang suddenly realized, "After I go back, I will definitely send more people near the seal!"

"His purpose is naturally like this, but the Demon Sect is different!" Wan Qing stood up, walked back and forth, suddenly realized something, and ordered, "Yunfan, you go down the mountain, go down the mountain, find out which villages are there, and report their specific locations to me!"

"Yes!" Yun Fan nodded, turned and left.

"But what did you find?" asked Master Puguang.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much!" Wan Qing shook his head, "Now that the enemy is dark and I am clear, after this Immortal Sword Conference is over, I will send my disciples down the mountain to inspect it, and then we will act when we see the opportunity!!"

"Everything is up to the master!"