Zhuang Wudao's complexion was also ugly. Before others arrived, Zhuang Xiaohu told him that there was an ambush near the Shiling Buddha Cave, so that he had to turn back halfway.

In fact, he had no intention of really going to the Stone Spirit Buddha Cave, this trip was just a temptation. The result was also within his expectations, but Zhuang Wudao would rather he guess wrong.

This time, it was the problem within the Dust Sect, which was really shameless.

Fortunately, just half a day later, news came from Zhuang Xiaohu's side that he had found the real temporary lair of the Red Spirit Three Immortal Sect.

"On the eastern side of Dongyang Mountain? Do they really plan to complete the blood sacrifice and transform the magic map in Dongyang Mountain?"

Zhuang Wudao was taken aback, the place chosen by the Red Spirit Three Immortal Sect was neither in the more secret Diyang Divine Palace, nor in the Stone Spirit Buddha Cave, which was more suitable for demon sacrifices, but in Dongyang Mountain.

This is bad news that couldn't be worse—

In Dongyang Mountain, there were as many as fifteen or six Jindan monks sensed by Zhuang Xiaohu alone.

Whether there are still Yuanshen monks in the rest, Zhuang Xiaohu can't know. There is a formation barrier inside, and Zhuang Xiaohu's 'Peeping Sky Shadow Ring' has been greatly restricted.

In addition, it can also sense that the blood and qi in Dongyang Mountain are thick and the spirit is surging.

The blood sacrifice of the Three Immortals Sect of the Red Spirit has clearly begun, and it has entered the stage of the most advanced preparations.

However, if you think about it carefully, it is reasonable, the blood sacrifice of the Holy Fetus of Ten Thousand Sons requires a huge amount of utensils. And the traces of the Red Spirit Three Immortal Sect are not only being tracked down by the Lichen Sect, but also the other powerful forces of Jiangbei and Yunshui Heavenly Palace are also searching everywhere.

The array of blood sacrifices can be safely arranged, and in the territory of Bac Ninh, there is only one place in Dongyang Mountain.

With the help of the four demon cultivators there, the monks of all countries can be expelled. The Red Spirit Three Immortal Sect can be laid out calmly, as long as there is not much movement, it is not afraid of being investigated.

Just like now, if it weren't for Zhuang Xiaohu's ability, he would be able to sense it two or three hundred miles away. He and the Tao family didn't even want to notice it.

At this point, Zhuang Wudao's task has actually been completed, and he only needs a letter to recruit a real person from the festival.

Zhuang Wudao fell into hesitation, and he still felt that something was wrong with this matter. At the bottom of this Bac Ninh, there is an undercurrent that he cannot measure. Even Dow, who has deep roots in this tree, can't find out the clues.

"Seeing the sword master this time, I really encountered a tricky thing. ”

The sword spirit reminded Zhuang Wudao: "Ten thousand sons of the holy womb, the demon land is in the world, and you will definitely be able to win the pleasure of the demon lord." The three demon lords enshrined by the Red Spirit Three Immortal Sect only need to have the ability and mana of the Heavenly Demon Rank to make the priest this time directly enter the realm of the primordial gods. This is a broken jar, sword master, you have forced them to hurry. ”

Zhuang Wudao sighed softly, in Dongyang Mountain, the monks of the Tao family had investigated a while ago, and there was nothing unusual.

However, after the pottery pot began to help him with all his might, Dongyang Mountain began a blood sacrifice. It is estimated that he was indeed forced by him to have no choice but to give the last shot.

It should be that the recent events have made the Red Spirit Three Immortal Sect vigilant.

At this time, Zhuang Xiaohu had also returned to Zhuang Wudao's side, and also cautiously expressed his opinion: "The slaves and maids are just strange, since they have been forced into this situation, why don't they attack the master?"

Yun'er squinted at the spirit slave coldly, and then said indifferently: "Not to mention the formation of this Ningjing City, it is difficult to break. Even if the Red Spirit Three Immortal Sect was willing to pay the price, what good would it do to kill the Sword Master at this time? On the contrary, if the Ten Thousand Sons Holy Fetus was completed, if it did not collect enough blood and qi essence soul replenishment, it would only be able to save it for forty-nine days at most. After forty-nine days, when the innate qi is exhausted, the previous preparations will be in vain. ”

Once the Lichen Sect is in trouble, how can the demon cultivators of the Red Spirit Three Immortal Sect calmly collect the essence and soul qi and blood? It is better to fight to the death after the most rear.

Zhuang Wudao was still puzzled: "It's just that I look at the blood sacrifice materials they prepared, and they shouldn't be complete." Transforming demonic soil, the most important thing is blood mud soil, this kind of material, even those spirit merchants dare not sell it. Those demonic sects even regarded this thing as a foundational thing. Even if the Red Spirit Three Immortal Sect belonged to the same vein of demon cultivation, they would never let the blood and mud of this sect fall into the hands of others. ”

"The wall is not enough to make up for the outside of the wall, and the way of demon cultivation is the best at taking over the lack of heaven and earth and giving more than enough. As long as there is enough human flesh and blood, the lack of blood and mud is nothing at all. And besides—"

Yun'er paused: "Besides, or they have prepared this thing a long time ago, it is difficult to say." ”

"Prepared?"

Zhuang Wudao's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he shook his head disapprehantly, the blood and mud in the world are limited, except for those demon sects with foundations, it is that some major sects have not been completely purified after exterminating the demon cultivation sect over the years, and some of them have been sealed and buried.

It's not impossible, he remembered that in the message sent back by Senior Brother Lian Xiao, there was the word Liaoyuan——

Those bloody mud and mud may not be the handiwork of Liaoyuan Temple. However, what is the plan of this Central Plains Holy Sect? Is it to contain Lichen and have no intention of fighting in the East China Sea?

At this time, it is clearly a little late, and the cloud law on the East China Sea has been operating for three years, and the situation has been consolidated.

Even if the Taiping Dao is all here, the best result is only to lose both, which is what a wise man does not do.

"Also, why do these demon cultivators have to be chosen in Beining, Dongyang Mountain?"

No matter how you look at it, the countries on the north bank of the Tibetan and Xuan rivers are far more suitable than the south bank.

"Transforming the demonic land, the time, the place, the people, these three are indispensable! Maybe that Dongyang Mountain, it's hard to say what's weird. ”

Yun Erxiu's eyes also flashed, and she was fierce: "But this matter is indeed quite strange." ”

Zhuang Wudao was dumbfounded, and then fell into deep thought alone. He is now in a dilemma, if this Dongyang Mountain is not removed, he will become a big trouble for the Lichen Sect in the future. The strength of the two Yuan Shen Realm demon cultivators is already not small.

But if it was the festival in person, he was a little relieved.

In fact, it is not him who is most anxious at the moment. The two Tao brothers, after hearing the news, went to the area of Dongyang Mountain to investigate.

And when he returned, his face was pale. I thought that Zhuang Wudao said, and guessed that the purpose of the Red Spirit Three Immortal Sect was to transform the demon land, but I couldn't be sure.

But at this time, the demonic breath and blood in the sky above Dongyang Mountain are better than one day, and the two of them are not worried.

On the same day, he came to the door, knocked on the side, and asked how the Leaving Dust Sect would respond.

In the Beining Provincial Pavilion, Zhuang Wudao thought about it for a long time, and still sent the letter back. is still the same as before the war in Nameless Mountain, and all his experiences in these days are recorded in the Heavenly Crane Spirit Talisman without opinions. How to decide is still to be judged by the festival.

In fact, this time it was strange from the beginning. Why did the real person choose to let him come to investigate Lian Xiao's disappearance?

Is it really a shortage of manpower, are you worried about startling the snake? I'm afraid that it may not be.

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The crane will be able to reach the dust mountain in two days. And the real person of the festival law only asked Zhuang Wudao to wait for five days, and he had already arrived in Ningjing. In addition to Sikong Hong, there were also six Jin Dan such as Han Wenhai and Yuan Qiuzi.

The real person of Yuanshen came, and the entire Ningjing City was full of flowers, and there were bursts of fairy music. The Tao clan of Bac Ninh, as well as those powerful families in China, were led by the two pottery pots, kneeling outside the city gate to welcome the real people.

However, the festival did not have time to pay attention to these cumbersome and false rituals. After entering the city, he directly summoned the three of them.

"The rest of the story. Lian Xiao has little time, he can't wait any longer, the sooner the matter of Dongyang Mountain is decided, the more reassuring this seat is. I need someone to sit on this mountain, and I can't leave for too long. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at Tao Duan and said, "I know about the two of you." The Red Spirit Three Immortals Sect is big, which is the fault of Beining. If you lose the sky, you two also need to be responsible. ”

In just two sentences, the pottery pot was exhausted, and the face was pale. Immediately after the tone of the festival, he changed again: "But there is a saying in the palm of the sect, it has been nearly 10,000 years since the vassals of Beining left the dust." It has always been self-denial and diligent. Although you two are confused, there is still something forgivable for your ancestors' sake. As long as Lian Xiao can get out safely, and the past between you and the female cultivator, and the filth between you and the Red Spirit Three Immortal Sect, I can leave the dust without care. Even your daughter, if it can be saved, I can also make the decision and spare you once. However, this battle with the Red Spirit Three Immortal Sect requires the death of the two of you, and there must be no next time! Otherwise, if I leave the dust, I will definitely wipe out the Er and other clans! In addition, within a hundred years, Beining will pay the spiritual tax of the dust and increase it by three points to make up for the mistake. Bac Ninh also needs to have a golden pill, ten to build a foundation, for Lichen to send at any time. ”

That Tao Duan was suddenly shocked, and his eyes showed a little joy. I never expected that the festival would be so magnanimous. The face of the clay pot is solemn, and the meaning of the verse is heard. If Lian Xiao is here, everything is easy to talk about, but if Lian Xiao has any accident, the thunder and anger of the real people of the festival, they Tao may not be able to afford it.

This trip to Dongyang Mountain is only a battle to the death.

However, when he looked at Zhuang Wudao, and then looked at the festival, the pottery pot was slightly settled. With these two people here, five or six primordial monks can handle it.

The festival method is ranked twenty-fifth in the Tianji Monument. It was also thirty years ago, when Shouyuan was approaching and his strength was gradually declining, that he fell to this ranking.

At the peak of its heyday, the festival law even entered the top ten list of the Heavenly Machine Monument. After the death of Xuan Ce Zhenren, he almost single-handedly supported the Dust Sect for five hundred years.

With the assistance of Zhuang Wudao's first-class occult arts, even if the festival is one against six, I am afraid that it is not a problem.

As for the last two sentences of the festival, neither of them paid attention to it at all. The spiritual tax paid by Bac Ninh is about 20% of the national tax, and it is not a big problem to increase it by 3 points. It's just that in the past 100 years, the savings will be slightly less. Bac Ninh is rich and can still bear it.

Only that sent domestic Jindan and Zhuji monks to serve under the Lichen Gate, which was a bit harsh.

However, if such a big thing happened in Beining, how could there be no punishment in the Lichen Sect? Now it is not only those 'criminal evidence' created by Zhuang Wudao in the hands of Lichen. The transformation of the demonic soil of Dongyang Mountain also needs to rely on the power of leaving the dust.

It's good that the festival can have such a lenient disposition.

Zhuang Wudao frowned tightly, thoughtfully, looking at the real person in front of him, he always felt an indescribable weirdness.

What is wrong, Zhuang Wudao can't say. The sound and demeanor are no different from the real people of the festival, and the real yuan of the qi machine is also the realm of real people.

But Zhuang Wudao always felt that this master had an indescribable taste, which was a little different from the real person of the festival.

It seems to be more energetic, and more vibrant, not like a person whose life is about to run out can have-

However, with such thoughts, Zhuang Wudao felt that even if he thought about it, he was disrespectful to the festival, and he didn't dare to think about it deeply.

"Senior brother also feels different?"

Sikong Hong came to Zhuang Wudao's side, his eyebrows and eyes were entangled, full of doubts: "When I came out this time, I also felt that something was wrong." However, this time when he came out of the Lichen Sect, the master did control the spirit bone treasure ship and flew 200,000 miles in three days. ”

These words, Sikong Hong naturally didn't dare to let Jiefa hear them. The secret whisper was heard, and only Zhuang Wudao could hear it.

Zhuang Wudao felt even more weird, he originally thought it was his own delusion. But now even Sikong Hong is also aware of the difference, what is going on?

However, at this time, he didn't dare to say anything, far from being as secret as Sikong Hong, and he was not afraid of the ability of the Yuan Shen Zhenren to perceive. Only a slight head is regarded as a concurrence.

Jiefa seemed to feel something, turned his head, and smiled lightly at the two, full of deep meaning. However, Sikong Hong and Zhuang Wudao were both slightly shocked.