"Our Xinglin Waterfall also has a great background, but it is a pity that it suffered the catastrophe of extermination, so it declined and turned into a number of veins hidden. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info among them, the master of our vein, that is, a generation of ancestors. ”

The surname Shao went straight to the point.

"Now, the various veins are united, but they are going to return to the ancestral lineage. And before that, there are some preparations. The old man had already said that Xinglin Waterfall was by no means as simple as what Er and the others saw, and all kinds of talents were available. Among them, there are divination masters, who extrapolate from hexagrams and come to a conclusion.

In the sea of ruins recently discovered by the Beishan League, there is the treasure that I need in the Apricot Forest Waterfall. As a result, my Xinglin Waterfall can be prosperous, and it is even expected to revive the glory of the ancestral lineage. You can't be wrong with that.

It's just that the Beishan Alliance firmly guards the sea of relics, and it is impossible to sneak into it. Therefore, only the path of the Fog Spirit Gate can work. This is too important to keep the attention to a minimum possible. Therefore, the only way to send you and other juniors is to go. ”

"Fog Spirit Gate?" Liu Mei'er was stunned: "Uncle Shao, we have already killed several masters of this sect, where else can we borrow the way?"

"You don't have to worry about that. The old man surnamed Shao smiled indifferently: "Although those guys were killed, the Yuan Shen is still there, and our sect has used secret techniques to seal them." For a moment, the Fog Spirit Gate would not notice anything unusual. Therefore, it will not turn against us for a moment.

Of course, our sect also has a clever plan for this, and you will know it when the time comes. The matter of the Supreme Treasure cannot be undertaken by a disciple who is not loyal to the sect and has great power, so it is not up to you. And as long as my sect does not set out to build the foundation, even if you are one of the seven sons of Xinglin, the Fog Spirit Sect will only suspect at most, and will not send the foundation building cultivator to track it.

If so, even if some qi refining and body refining masters are installed in this sect to secretly monitor, our sect has long been prepared, so there is still a lot to be done. As long as the treasure is in hand, even if the Fog Spirit Gate reacts, it will be too late. I have a vein of Xinglin Waterfall, and I have my own way to lure you back.

Before you set out, we will give you a guide jade slip by which you can easily discern the location of the Arcana in the sea of ruins. ”

"I see. Liu Meier was stunned.

Fang Yang was silent, but he was also relieved.

Obviously, this matter has been planned for a long time, and it is not a temporary idea.

And since this Lao Suo surnamed Shao dares to say that he can safely lead the treasure under the Fog Spirit Gate, his hidden strength must not be weak.

Sure enough, Lao Suo, surnamed Shao, continued: "Fang boy, my Xinglin Waterfall ancestral vein was also a behemoth in the cultivation world in the past, not to mention the Fog Spirit Gate, even the Beishan League gave me the shoes of the sect.

Although it is so declining, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and doing things for my sect is indispensable for your benefits. Although your cultivation does not match my Xinglin Waterfall, if you hadn't cultivated the techniques contained in the "Blood Refining Sutra", the old man could also introduce you to other branches. ”

"Seniors know the Blood Refining Sutra?" Fang Yang was taken aback.

"Not bad. The old man surnamed Shao bowed slightly: "In the past, there was a Blood Moon Sect, which opened up the immortal recipe of the blood vein very deeply and penetrated into it. This sect is extremely strong, with seventy-two blood meridian inheritances, any of which can be married to babies and transformed into gods. This "Blood Refining Sutra" is one of the seventy-two blood scriptures, and my spiritual power is not the blood spiritual power of the Blood Moon disciples, but just ordinary spiritual power. And you have awakened the cultivation of the demon bloodline, so the old man concluded that what you have learned is only a fragment. ”

Fang Yang's body shook and raised his head in shock.

The old man surnamed Shao seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled indifferently: "Hehe, the old man is also a network foundation, how can he not have this eyesight? Awakening the demon blood, of course, has many benefits, but the old man's network foundation is also good, and it will not plunder your bloodline for this."

It's just that in the past, Haori was my clan's name, and he had a mortal enmity with the blood moon, and the contradiction was irresolvable. However, although you have cultivated the remnants of the Blood Moon Sect, you have not yet cultivated the blood spiritual power that all the Blood Moon disciples have, and you have saved the future young master of my Xinglin Waterfall, so my Xinglin Waterfall will naturally not embarrass you. But if you want the rest of the branches to accept you, it's impossible. ”

"Oh?" Fang Yang was stunned.

He never imagined that the "Blood Refining Sutra" cultivated by the ancestor of the Pei family would have such a big origin.

Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, Yuan Ying, and turning into gods.

The entire land of ten thousand mountains is divided into five domains, and the Northern Mountain Alliance only occupies the northern region, one of the five domains. Cultivating to the primordial infant and turning into a god, it is ridiculously proud of one domain, and the five domains are swimming. "Blood Refining Sutra" can lead to the Yuan Infant and turn into a god, which can be described as a treasure.

The seventy-two Heavenly Scriptures of the Blood Moon Sect can be transformed into a god by the Tao, and there are naturally many masters. But the ancestral vein of Xinglin Waterfall, Hao Rizong, is still a mortal enmity with it, and naturally it is too big to imagine.

If so, this old man surnamed Shao said that he didn't care about his demon blood, and most of it was true.

Apricot Waterfall, unfathomable!

This feeling rose again in Fang Yang's heart.

With this, I also have some confidence in the sea of ruins.

Liu Meier also heard this remark for the first time, and she couldn't help but be shocked.

"You two, do you still have any questions?" said Lao Suo, surnamed Shao, lightly.

"Dare to ask the seniors, how many people does this Sea of Ruins Gui Sect plan to send to?" Fang Yang asked.

"There are not many expensive soldiers, including you and Mei'er, there are a total of five people. Shao's surname Lao Suo said.

"Senior, the junior has cultivated the corpse, and now he is not around, if he is ordered to go along, the combat power of the junior can be doubled, I wonder if the predecessor can be gracious?" Fang Yang asked.

"Oh?" said the old man surnamed Shao with a smile of surprise in his eyes: "This is all right. ”

"Thank you, seniors. Fang Yang was also happy.

The old man surnamed Shao smiled, saw that the two of them had no problems, and told them that after three days, they would go to the sea of ruins, so he sent the two away.

"Hum ......" left the residence of the old man surnamed Shao, and Fang Yang knew and communicated with the corpse slave.

In an instant, the corpse slave came.

Liu Mei'er glanced at the corpse slave with some surprise, and then said goodbye to Fang Yang with a smile. And Fang Yang, under the guidance of a waiter, went to the place of cultivation.

The secrets of Xinglin Waterfall have been revealed in front of him, and what he entertained him was naturally no longer a simple house, but a cave house.

This cave is located in a remote place in Xinglin Mountain, very close to the top of the mountain, which is very suitable for Fang Yang's preference. Soon, Fang Yang stepped into the cave mansion, guarded by the corpse slave, and began to practice.

Although the Apricot Forest Waterfall of the Sea of Ruins is arranged, it is not as reliable as its own strength.

During the trip to the Elixir Heaven, Fang Yang had accumulated three corpses of the purple-robed monk, the black-faced monk, and the sixth son, but now, he had to refine these three corpses first.

"Hum ......" thought of it, and the three corpses and the spirit gathering demon lamp came out together.

The Gathering Spirit Demon Lamp submerged into the three corpses in turn, refining the essence.

The quality of these three corpses was not much higher than that of the previous refining, and soon, there was a condensation of spiritual liquid, and not just one drop, but a lot, only the purple-robed monk's corpse exceeded ten drops