Pretending to patrol the station, he checked the movement of the wooden house he left from, and paid more attention to the conspicuous two-story wooden building. There was still a corpse in the wooden house he had left, and two disciples had been guarding the two-story wooden building where the white-robed cultists had entered.

Seeing that the night was getting deeper, he was worried that it was almost time, so he decided to take a risk. When he passed the two-story wooden house, he walked straight to the wooden house. The two black-robed cultists were guarding the two ends of the wooden house, and Da Yuan walked up to one of them and stood beside the man in a big way, as if he took it for granted.

The man asked suspiciously, but Da Yuan couldn't understand it, so he nodded, and the man really walked away, walked a few steps and pointed to a certain building, and asked something, Da Yuan simply nodded again, and the disciple walked away step by step.

Da Yuan was very happy in his heart, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to his side, he quietly turned around and entered the wooden house. I went down the stairs to the second floor and pushed the door straight in. A stout man in the room had just scrubbed his whole body and was about to get dressed, and he yelled in annoyance, and turned his back even more. Da Yuan hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to the man's neck, but the man seemed to notice something, Huo Ran turned around, Da Yuan hurriedly shook his hand and stabbed the man's heart with a short sword, and then pounced on it and blocked the man's mouth and nose with his hand. The man was hit hard but did not die for a while, and struggled for a while before he lost his breath, and a lot of blood spurted out of his mouth and nose, and he was covered in a large coat.

Da Yu hurriedly wiped the blood on his hands, took off the blood-stained black robe, and quickly put the white robe on the side, and then pushed the man's body under the bed along with the clothes he had changed, but the room was full of bloodstains, sprayed everywhere, and it was impossible to clean it up at all. Da Yuan turned around and looked around, the room only had a small window, and it was stuffy outside, and the bloody atmosphere in the room probably wouldn't dissipate for a while. There was also a bronze mirror in the room, and after taking a slight picture of it, he straightened his hood, and hurried to the door, looking out through the crack in the door.

The stairs and the doorway to the first floor could only be seen through the crack in the door, but luckily no one came in. Da Yuan checked the movement outside from the small window again, and nothing happened outside. After a long while, I suddenly heard someone outside say something, and when I looked at the crack in the door, I saw a black-robed disciple entering the door and going up the stairs.

The black-robed cultist walked quickly, and Da Yuan hurriedly tidied up his clothes, pushed the door and walked out, blocking the man from the door, and yawning profusely, pretending to have just woken up.

The black-robed cultist said something to Da Yuan, and Da Yuan nodded as usual. The man didn't see that something was wrong, and turned to go down the stairs, and he thought he was confused again, but he saw the man turn back and talk to him. It seemed that this time it was not enough to just nod, but I really didn't know what the other party was talking about, and then I saw the man gesture to Da Yuan. Da Yuan finally understood this time, it turned out that the black-robed cultist gestured to a box, it was time to hold the ceremony, and the person was saying that Da Yuan had brought something.

Da Yuan immediately turned and entered the room, looking around, but fortunately the cultist did not follow. Da Yuan rummaged around the room, and finally found an extremely old wooden box in time, and Da Yuan hurriedly walked out of the room with the wooden box in his hand, and pretended to follow the disciple out of the wooden house.

When I came outside, I saw that the Blood Skull Tower not far away emitted a dark red light, and the entire station was dyed with blood, and the Blood Skull Tower was already full of a circle of believers, those disciples raised their hands above the top, muttering something in their mouths, and the rest of the disciples in the station were also facing the Blood Skull Tower, with a solemn expression.

Da Yuan walked towards the Blood Skull Tower, only to feel that many people's eyes were staring at him, he was afraid that if someone shouted, his fake identity would be exposed, and he couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster, and it seemed that he couldn't even walk.

In a daze, he arrived in front of the Blood Skull Tower, and walked up the steps of the skeleton step by step. Fortunately, Da Yuan had already carefully observed twice and knew what to do, so he stood in the middle on the high platform. There were already two red-robed disciples standing on the high platform, casting spells with their hands outstretched, and they didn't look at Da Yuan. Seeing that the black light in the hands of the two red-robed cultists was getting stronger and stronger, the entire Blood Skull Pagoda began to tremble.

After a few moments, a sigh sounded from the Blood Skull Tower, and a dark and deep doorway appeared on the bone wall of the high platform. Da Yuan looked at the porch, only to feel that there was an indescribable powerful power inside, and it seemed that there were countless ghosts wailing to pull himself in, and Da Yuan only felt cold and fear spread all over his body.

After only a slight distraction, Da Yuan immediately woke up, and he knew that it was time for him to do something. At this time, a red-robed cultist seemed to be impatient, and said something to Da Yuan, who remembered that he should open the box. Seeing that the two red-robed disciples turned around and looked at him, Da Yuan simply threw the wooden box to the ground, and when the two hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, Da Yuan rushed into the dark porch and disappeared under the stunned gaze of the two red-robed disciples.

Inside was a dark red wilderness, with dark red flesh rolling overhead, and under his feet was a path paved with blood and bones, and although the road ahead was empty, there seemed to be countless evil spirits crowded together, struggling and wailing all night.

After standing in place for a while, Da Yuan felt that the mana on his body was constantly flowing, and at the same time, it was getting colder and colder. Gradually, he shivered colder, and suddenly a white hand reached out and grabbed his calf, and then something seemed to be behind him, blowing at the back of his neck, and then he saw a tumbling mass of flesh stretching out to his face.

Da Yuan was frightened in his heart, but he didn't move at all, and he didn't dare to condense his mana, so he simply closed his eyes, muttering in his heart that it was fake, it was all fake. After a while, when Da Yuan felt that he was about to freeze, the illusion around him disappeared, and Da Yuan looked at himself again, and the mana in his whole body had dissipated cleanly at this time.

Da Yuan was a little happy at this time, according to the text left by the old Dao, this is the blood spirit illusion realm where countless resentful spirits and evil ghosts gather, if you want to cultivate the Mixed Yuan Dao Method, the first step is to disperse your own mana here. If you accidentally cast a spell here, you will attract countless resentful spirits and evil spirits to fight back, and you will die a miserable death.

Da Yuan moved his fingers, took out the bottle of lark water from his body, dropped a drop and wiped it on his eyes, and when he looked around, with the help of the aura of lark water, he saw countless spots floating on the path in front of him, these spots have various colors, large and small, light and dark. Searching for the tiniest and brightest and purest spots, Da Yu tried his best to restrain his own breath, and then gently leaned over, transported the sucking yuan**, and sucked it hard. But the speck floated away in fright.

Da Yuan stood in place again, waiting quietly, until some spots floated over again, and Da Yuan searched for the tiniest and brightest spots again, and transported the sucking yuan ** to suck. I don't know how long it took to try, and after dozens of attempts, Da Yuan gradually got his experience, and finally sucked a few spots of different colors.

According to Xiaomeng's old Tao, the spots here are all the vitality of the resentful spirit, if the resentful spirit is a Buddhist disciple before his death, the vitality is golden, the vitality of a Taoist disciple is blue and white, the demon qi is bright red, the ghost qi is gray and black, and there are countless other exercises and Taoism vitality, and the color is also different.

I don't know how long it took in the Blood Spirit Illusion, I saw that Da Yuan had walked along the bone blood path for a long time, he opened his mouth and swallowed it like a fish swimming in water, and saw a cloud of various vitality swallowed by him into his abdomen. At this moment, a huge black ball of light floated in the distance, and that light group kept devouring other light clusters. But the big coat smiled, and saw the ball of light floating over, the big coat sucked hard, and sucked in halfway, the ball of light struggled to run, and the big coat spit out again, and let it run.

Da Yuan walked forward along the bones, constantly devouring the resentful spirits, only to feel that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he felt that the power in his body was getting stronger and stronger, and he trembled slightly with every step he took. Feeling that there was no longer anything in his body, he found a place to sit cross-legged and guide the various vital qi in his body to circulate.

These vitality were not cultivated by himself, and it was difficult to control, and after a while, Da Yuan only felt that the various Yuan Qi in his body conflicted with each other, and then he lost control, Da Yuan's face changed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Da Coats struggled to his feet and walked slowly back along the path of bones. He returned to the entrance of the Blood Spirit Illusion Realm, stood still for a while, and let all kinds of vitality in his body slowly dissipate, and with a bitter smile, he started over again.

I don't know how many days have passed, Da Yuan has absorbed enough vitality again, and he still spurts out a mouthful of blood again, at this time Da Yuan's face has turned pale, and most of his mind has been consumed here these days, if he continues to refine these vitality, he may damage the physical body, but if he comes again, he may fall asleep, if he falls asleep here, he will be sucked away by other evil spirits, and he will become a resentful spirit and stay here forever.

After hesitating for a moment, Da Yuan gritted his teeth and walked back to the entrance of the illusion, he wanted to gamble again.

After a few more days, Da Yuan absorbed all kinds of vitality, and once again exercised and refined, this time Da Yuan had a lot of experience, and tried to run these Yuan Qi in his body very slowly, so that they could slowly fuse, but he felt that his mind was gradually a little weak, and the Yuan Qi in his body was still running unhurriedly. After a while, Da Yuan's spirit became worse and worse, and he almost fell asleep, Da Yuan's heart was shocked, and suddenly he took out the purple bamboo short sword with his right hand and slammed it into his thigh, Da Yuan screamed, but he immediately lifted his spirits.

Da Yuan cheered up and continued to slowly operate the vitality in his body, and after a long time, Da Yuan took out the silver snake sword again, and inserted it into his other leg with a loud scream. Knowing that he couldn't support it for long, Da Yuan began to speed up the vitality in his body, seeing that his face kept changing, and after a while, he suddenly calmed down. After a while, the big mouth opened and spit out countless colorful light clusters.

At this time, Da Yuan stood up, his face was happy, and in his purple mansion, a vitality that he had never seen before, which was the result of refining all kinds of vitality, which was the mixed yuan true qi that Xiaomeng Dao people said. Da Yu stretched out his hand and pulled out the long and short sword on his leg, limped towards the depths of the Blood Spirit Illusion Realm, and after taking a few steps, he laughed wildly, and laughed: "Master Dao, I will be invincible in the world." ”

Walking further, I saw that the front was at the end, and at the end stood a stone statue, which stood on its fingers, and its whole body was shrouded in robes and hats. Da Yuan stepped forward, stretched out his hand and patted on the stone statue, and a dark and bright porch immediately appeared in front of the stone statue, and Da Yuan walked in with his legs stretched out, and disappeared into the porch.

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