And setting up a teleportation array like this again sounds like a joke. You must know that the long-distance teleportation array in South Vietnam has not cost a lot of manpower and material resources, it takes a long time, and the huge amount of materials required is simply outrageous, and now in this situation, who dares to talk about building such a teleportation array?

There is actually one in this stronghold, which is the Blood Yuan Great Array that the Demon Gate uses the blood of countless Nanyue monks to urge, at least one of its uses is to teleport a large number of monks. Then the role of this stronghold is about to come out, it is by no means an ordinary demon cultivation stronghold, it is likely to be the center of the demon gate in South Vietnam, and the stronghold with this kind of teleportation array cannot be simple.

A Demon Gate stronghold that they accidentally broke into was their core stronghold in South Vietnam, and the dialect didn't know whether to congratulate himself on his luck or be extremely unlucky. Finding such a place is more than enough to give the Qingyuan Sect an errand, needless to say to complete the task given to him by the ancestor of the Su family, but this can only be done after going out, and he must leave here as soon as possible.

When Fang Yan came here to be on duty, he made it clear that he would stay here for a year, even if he spent this time safely and without anyone seeing the flaws, but how useful this news would be after a year, Fang Yan was very skeptical. And to get out of here, I'm afraid it's not that simple, such an important stronghold came in by himself, and it's a blessing that no one finds out, he can't imagine that he can get out in a daze.

No wonder this place is heavily guarded, if he had known the truth here, Fang Yan would have doubted whether he would have broken in, but he was already in it, and it was pointless to think about it. He had to find a chance to leave, the sooner the better, he had just arrived, and he had stayed in an inconsequential place in the stronghold, and no one had paid attention to let him escape, would he have such luck in the future?

After sorting out his thoughts again, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he was now at least fifty percent sure that he could prove it. Liu Mande's guess was right. If you want to find more corroboration, you will see in a day or two, hasn't he already discovered the abnormal movement of the blood pool, according to Liu Mande, there will be monks sent here in these two days, and then the truth of this matter can be explained.

If this is the case, the dialect must look for an opportunity to leave. It is extremely dangerous to continue to stay here, and there must be a Jindan monk here. And there are more than one or two people, if they are encountered, the dialect will be easily seen through. Moreover, the dialect mimicry technique can only change the appearance, and the breath and divine soul on the body cannot be changed, and it is okay to bully the low-level monks in the qi refining period, and it is also possible for the monks of the same level to mix in, but it is absolutely impossible to cultivate too much higher.

There must be more than these people he saw outside in the stronghold, and there was definitely not only these superficial powers, but he was afraid that there were a large number of high-level monks hidden in it. It's just that Fang Yan is lucky and hasn't met it, otherwise where would he still be able to get away with it until now. Fang Yan suddenly felt irritable, and his heart was suddenly shocked, what was wrong with him, his emotions were so unstable, could it be that he was affected by those resentful spirits inside.

The anxiety in my heart was slowly suppressed. Fang Yan calmed down and pondered how to find a way out. Suddenly saw Liu Mande, who was looking at him blankly, maybe he thought that what he said just now frightened Fang Yan, and he couldn't get back to it for a while, how could he think that Fang Yan had already turned countless circles in his head just now.

"It seems that this matter is still going to fall on him. "Look at this person. Dialect thought secretly in his heart. He has been here for a long time, and he seems to be indifferent, but in fact, this person pays attention to this place everywhere, if it is not for the dialect cultivation is much higher than him, and the mimicry technique is indeed masterful, otherwise it is difficult not to be suspicious by him.

Liu Daoyou's words are incredible, and it is hard to believe. Maybe it's because I don't understand the way of the next formation at all, and I can't hear the deep meaning of the Taoist. However, I also feel that Liu Daoyou is reasonable, so that I can greatly increase my knowledge, thank you Daoyou. By the way, I would like to thank Daoyou for relieving the siege in the next place, as long as you return to the family in the matter of Zhuji Dan, you will find a way immediately. ”

Fang Yan hurriedly covered up a few words, and deliberately turned the conversation to the matter of Tsukidan that he was most interested in, and this person's eyes immediately lit up, where else would he notice. Fang Yan still wanted to take his words, and deliberately patted his head again, and said loudly: "Why are you like those people, make some vain things to fool people, come, this is given by the elders in the family, Taoist friends taste it together." ”

After saying that, he actually took out a pot of spirit wine. Because of the exercises, there are not many people who are proficient in wine-making among demon cultivators, but spiritual wine has a stronger attraction to demonic cultivators, perhaps it is that wine is more in line with the unscrupulous temperament of demonic cultivators, or maybe spiritual wine also has a lot of benefits for demonic cultivation, anyway, dialects know that most demonic cultivators are good at wine.

But it is not easy to get, especially since South Vietnam is so dilapidated, and it is in a remote place such as the Hujun Mountain Range, it is difficult to buy spirit stones. Seeing Fang Yan casually take out a pot of spirit wine, this person immediately smiled, and then pretended to excuse himself, after all, he still had to ask for Fang Yan, and he still had to do enough on the surface.

"Liu Daoyou don't have to be polite, I and the two of us have to stay here for a year, and there are a lot of places that need to be taken care of by Daoyou in the future, and a little thin wine is not a tribute, but it's a pity that there is only fine wine and no delicacies, so I can only do this. I couldn't help but persuade in dialects, Liu Mande was already greedy again, and the two changed tea to wine, and pushed the cup to change it.

In just two days after that, the two actually began to call each other brothers, and they were like old friends who had been friends for many years, and they quickly became hot. One deliberately approached to seek Tsukidan, the other tried every means to obtain useful information, and the two had their own ghosts, and they used each other, and the natural relationship heated up sharply, and there was almost nothing to talk about.

On this day, a large group of demon cultivators suddenly came in outside, escorting hundreds of delirious monks of all colors, hulala into the place where the dialect was guarded, and under the leadership of Liu Mande, they crossed the light gate and went straight to the blood pool. Fang Yan found a reason to be lazy, but in fact, he couldn't bear it, and he was worried that he wouldn't be able to stand it and suddenly make a move, so he hid aside.

These monks who were brought in were still intact when they passed through this place, and when they entered it, their limbs were brutally cut off.

As long as he thought of the tragic situation of his clan uncle Fang Kun, Fang Yan couldn't bear it, and wanted to stand up and rush outside to kill those demon shows one by one. But he knew that it would be useless to do that, as long as he could go out and spread the news here, the Eight Great Sects would definitely find a way to destroy this place, and this was the only way to rescue these people at the moment.

"Wouldn't it be better for these escorts to travel from place to place, with the help of their identities?" Fang Yan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, the arrival of these people was just an opportunity, but how to use it and how to leave, it still needs to be carefully planned. The men were doing evil inside, and the dialects were hiding and plotting, and a rough plan came to mind, but it still needed to be carefully scrutinized.

When those people left on the front foot, the plan of the dialect had been perfected, and after thinking about it a few times, they felt that it was feasible, and there was no psychological pressure to leave the dialect with the help of their identity, these people should have died. The beginning of the whole plan came from an excuse, and judging by Liu Mande's familiarity with this group, this matter would inevitably fall on him again.

"Liu Daoyou worked hard, he didn't help here, but he seemed to be here to hide, he was really ashamed. But there's something I don't know about below, so I asked a Taoist friend to teach me. Seeing Liu Mande come out of it, his face was slightly pale, thinking that he had just gotten some benefits in it, he didn't bother to ask what the specific dialect was, and Fang Kun's matter must have been cleverly confused by him.

"Shen Daoyou is polite, this little thing can be done in the future, why bother to work Daoyou in person. Do you want to ask about the blood pool just now, even if you don't ask, you will tell you, and you have never had the habit of eating alone......" Liu Mande misunderstood the meaning of the dialect, thinking that he also wanted a piece of the pie, but was interrupted by the dialect before he finished speaking.

"Liu Daoyou misunderstood, what he asked next was not about this, but about all the fresh meat that Daoyou said, why are all male cultivators, why haven't a single female cultivator seen them? Could it be that they have all been detained by anyone, or are they not suitable to get here?"

"Oh? Hehe, Shen Daoyou means where those female cultivators went, right? I didn't expect Daoyou to still have a temperament, hehe, who doesn't have a young age. "I think this person mistakenly thinks that Fang Yan is thinking about those female cultivators, like the disciples of these big families, how can they endure the loneliness of these people who are not greedy for pleasure.

Seeing that the dialect was noncommittal, this person didn't dare to sell Guan Zi anymore, and then said: "Don't look at the fact that there is no benefit here on the surface, in fact, there is a lot of knowledge inside, so let's talk about the things here one by one with the Taoist friends, and there is no concealment at all." Doing this kind of guarding thing is the most boring, you have to stay in this kind of bloody place all year round, and you can't cultivate, who wants to come without any benefit. ”

"But the solutions are all thought up by people, as long as you are willing to think about it, there is an opportunity to make a small fortune anywhere. For example, I agreed with them early in the next morning that the number of twenty mustaches would be underreported each time, so that the blood in the blood pool would only be a lot more, and every time I changed the fresh meat, I could take a little out of it and sell it outside at a high price, and we would be able to share some of it, and one of them would definitely be indispensable to the Taoist friend. ”

"There are also the female cultivators that Daoyou just asked, which were also temporarily hidden by them, and they only needed to spend some money to get a few to enjoy. Sooner or later, they will have to be made into mustaches, which will not only make the brothers earn a fortune, but also relieve the loneliness of the monks stationed here. Hearing about this, the seniors of several sects also acquiesced, otherwise how could they succeed. ”

After listening to the dialect and leaving the anger, these people did everything they could, where was there still a trace of humanity at all, and those captured monks were like livestock and brows, they tried to squeeze the last bit of value. Fang Yan tried to suppress the anger in his heart, not to let his true emotions come out, and his face was expressionless. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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