"This thing is indeed useful to me, but this thing will not be taken in vain. After Li Yunlong finished speaking, the Blood Swallow Fairy Liu Yuemei took off a storage bag containing medium-grade blood spirit stones and handed it to the horse-faced monk in the Sea Pylorus Gate who took the initiative to receive it under the signal of Hai Yuexin's eyes.

"A thousand mid-grade blood spirit crystals!" the horse-faced monk exclaimed in some gaffe.

This price is enough to make this only 360-year-old Cabernet Blood Pearl Fruit more than 30% of its true value.

The five Blood River Stage monks of the Sea Pyloric Sect couldn't help but breathe, this wealth was too important for the Sea Pylorus at this time.

"What do you mean by this, Daoyou?" Hai Yuexin, the Sea Pyloric Blood Pill Monk, looked a little heavi.

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, especially in the cultivation realm!

"The small one. Li Yunlong's words of reply were endless, and the other monks did not understand the meaning.

Only the Blood Pill Monk was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Li Yunlong deeply, and nodded slightly.

"Go to my cave and move the Cabernet Blood Spirit Bead seedling on the side of the Listening Stone. The Blood Pill Monk handed Qin Siyu a piece of blood-colored jade pendant engraved with a dusky river on one side and commanded.

Then there was silence, and they were not confidants and friends, and there were not many topics to talk about.

It wasn't until a moment later that Qin Siyu returned with a slight gasp, holding a Chixia Blood Spirit Bead seedling that was only three inches tall in her hand.

Under the signal of the Blood Pill Monk, Qin Siyu placed the seedlings under the large Chixia Blood Spirit Bead Fruit Tree.

Li Yunlong casually put away the Lingzhi fruit tree that he was determined to get, and then said goodbye and left.

The five Blood River Stage monks of the Sea Pyloric Gate suppressed the excitement in their hearts one by one, and looked at the old Blood Pill Stage monks who closed their eyes as if they were asleep.

"I have left Huangsha Town for 100 miles. "It turned out that he had been using the power of his divine sense to monitor the traces of Li Yunlong and his party, although he knew that 'Long Daoyou'

The power of divine consciousness is stronger than him, but as a landlord, he still does it.

It's a bit of a bluff, but it's also a helpless move.

It was determined that those people from the Blood Wolf Society had left Huangsha Town, and these monks of the Sea Pyloric Sect had only laid down half of their hearts.

The other half of the heart needs time to heal, and as long as those people don't come again for three or five months, this crisis can be considered really over.

"Qianliu went to divide these medium-grade blood spirit crystals, left one percent into the warehouse, and six components went down. You and those orphans and widows have a little more, and the remaining three transactions will be given to Qin Ming. It was just a few simple words, and the old monk in the Blood Pill Stage was already sweating like pulp.

"Uncle Shi, how are you?" the five Blood River Stage cultivators asked almost in unison. I didn't have time to say the words of dissent just now.

Uncle Shi is the pillar of their Hai Pylorus, if something goes wrong with his old man, then the Sea Pylorus is really going to the end of the road.

"It doesn't matter, it's just that I used a little more soul power just now to keep that person from being suspicious. It's good to recuperate for a while. ”

"Now that the Sea Pyloric Sect lacks sufficient strength, and the cultivation resources accumulated too much, it may not be a good thing. You wait. After a pause, the Blood Pill monk finished what he was about to say.

"Yes. ”

"Uncle take care!" the Blood River monk said goodbye and left.

"The Stygian Sea is silent, and the Yellow Spring is gone! Is it true that my Stygian Sea Yellow Spring Sect has come to an end?" the old monk of the Blood Pill Stage who was alone revealed the confusion that would never appear on his face in the past.

Hai Youmen is just a hidden force created by a few lucky and immortal sect juniors after the great change that year.

Even so, at its peak, the Sea Pyloric Sect ranked ninth among the top ten sects in the Dutian Blood Realm!

The real Stygian Sea Yellow Spring Sect is a great existence like the Emperor on the head of the thousands of large and small sects in the Dutian Blood Realm.

Every ten years, all the sects have to pay an offering to the Yellow Springs Sect of the Stygian Sea.

If the value of the gift offered is low, it may be reprimanded on the spot by the envoy of the Yellow Spring Sect of the Stygian Sea, and the destruction of the door has also occurred.

What a sight it was!

The old man fell into the mood of a long-ago legend.

This secret is only known to the Great Elders, and they can't tell the next heir until the last moment.

A little speculation about the legend made the old man feel better, and he got up and returned to his lodgings with a black token full of cracks.

On the back of the token there is a relief of a large yellow river that seems to be flowing, and on the front is a statue with three heads and six arms and a strange face.

Strangely, as the old man touched the statue as it seemed to come to life, it opened its eyes impatiently.

Then the old man took out the ten pieces of mid-grade blood spirit crystals that a few juniors had specially left behind, and placed them around the token.

The juniors wanted to keep more for the old man, but he didn't ask for more.

This token is the inheritance of the Yellow Springs Sect of the Stygian Sea, and it is a symbol of the status of the sect master. There are so many secrets in it.

But the token was so badly destroyed that the most crucial secret was not revealed.

This token can be slowly repaired by devouring blood spirit crystals, spirit stones, various minerals, and living creatures.

Every time it is repaired, it documents a little more.

This was supposed to be a good thing, but it became the most important reason for the decline of the sea pylorus.

The Great Elders of the past generations were convinced that they could restore the token to its original state, and even Hai Yuexin thought so and did so.

The massive amount of materials and blood spirit crystals seemed to have been poured into the bottomless cave, and Hai Yuexin felt very distressed when he thought about it.

Not to mention the Great Elder of the past dynasties, it was more than enough for him to throw in the resources he threw into a Blood Pill Stage cultivator.

As now, knowing that there is still no result, the old man still can't help but try.

This token is too crucial, if those miraculous secret methods are restored inside, the revitalization of the Sea Pyloric Gate is just around the corner.

Besides, this token will have to be raised sooner or later, whether it is invested today or tomorrow, anyway, the meat will not be cheap in the pot.

The old man comforted himself so much in his heart, at this moment he seemed to have forgotten the embarrassment of the sea pylorus.

As usual, the three-headed, six-armed statue erupted a strange black flame that covered the ten mid-grade blood spirit crystals.

This is to calcine off the mundane atmosphere on the object, and the statue is still very particular and demanding to enjoy the tribute.

But what was different from usual was that when the black flame burned the ten blood spirit crystals, a faint layer of yellow gas smoke overflowed.

The three pairs of blood-red, dark yellow, and dark green eyes of the statue burst out of the eye sockets directly, and the six arms that had never moved before suddenly danced.

One by one, finger prints were pinched out of the statue's six palms, and the already thin gas turned into six thin threads that were wound between the statue's fingers.

The old Blood Pill Monk watched all this in a daze, and finally couldn't help but shed tears.

Generations of anticipation have finally come true today!