Two hours later, Ye An fell in a mountain range in the south.

Looking up, the misty place on the top of the mountain should be where the Blood Qi Sect is located.

Nanmiao has been a woman since ancient times, and monks are no exception, and there is such a funny saying among the monks at the bottom of Nanmiao: "There is a realm in perception and Daoji, and that is Daoji male cultivators." ”

However, this kind of disparity in the status of male and female monks is completely unworkable in this Blood Qi Sect, because all of them are male cultivators from the Blood Qi Ancestor and down to the disciples in the sect! Moreover, the Blood Qi Sect does not occupy any city, but only finds an excellent spiritual mountain and opens a sect, and only recruits male cultivators from all over the world as disciples.

Ye An had also heard of the prestige of this sect by chance, and at that time he was still quite curious about the Blood Ancestor, what he didn't expect was that he would be desperate to devote himself to his disciple today.

He was slightly nervous in his heart, took the waist card on his waist in his hand again, and strode towards the Blood Qi Sect.

When several disciples on duty of the Blood Qi Sect saw someone coming, they all saluted Ye An with solemn expressions: "I don't know what the seniors are doing when they come to my Blood Qi Sect?"

Ye An pinched the identity jade plate in his hand, hesitated, and said with a wry smile: "I'm here to worship the sect." ”

There was not the slightest surprise on the faces of several disciples on duty, it seemed that this kind of thing had long been commonplace, one of them glanced at the jade plate in Ye An's hand, stepped forward and said with a smile: "The new disciples of my Blood Qi Sect will never be asked by the sect about the past, where did the seniors come from and why they came, these are not the things that the sect cares about." ”

Ye An was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered inexplicably, and he wondered: "Aren't you afraid that you are a person with bad intentions?"

The man's face suddenly showed a look of admiration, and he said with deep meaning: "There is a flesh ancestor, even if the predecessors have bad intentions, what can they do?"

"The senior received this jade plaque, as long as he walked along the stone path on the left, as long as he could reach the top of the mountain, he would be an official disciple of my Blood Qi Sect. ”

Ye An frowned slightly, a little puzzled by the Blood Qi Sect's strange method of recruiting disciples, and asked, "What chance will it be?"

Several of the Sensing Monks laughed silently.

Then Ye An asked a few more questions in a row, but these people still stopped talking, he was slightly angry in his heart, and his words threatened, although the faces of several people were not good-looking, but they still stopped speaking.

Depressed in his heart, Ye An snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and was about to leave, but suddenly saw that there seemed to be a stone path on the right side, and asked coldly: "I don't know where that road leads?"

Several perception disciples breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts when they saw that Ye An was no longer entangled, and the person from before said: "This road is for new beginner perception disciples, if the seniors want to go up from here, they will definitely be discovered by the elders on duty in the sect, at that time"

Judging from the tone of this person's mouth, it would definitely not end well if he rashly took another path to climb the mountain.

Ye An snorted coldly, turned into a rainbow light and landed towards the stone path on the left.

A perceptual monk looked at Ye An's departing back and muttered, "I don't know if this person can beat the heaven-shaking drum that has not been beaten in the sect for nearly a thousand years." ”

As soon as Ye Angang stood on this stone path, his face was unprecedentedly serious.

Judging from Ye An's attainments in the formation, this stone path is not an ordinary mountaineering road, but an extremely exquisite formation has been arranged, and it seems that mountaineering is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

But he has no way to retreat at this time, if he leaves here, he will return to the entanglement among the various sects of Nanmiao who are right and wrong, and he can't leave Nanmiao, he must find a place to hide.

Thinking of this, he stepped lightly in one step, and the originally calm stone path suddenly trembled violently, Ye Anxin was startled, jumped up, and the spiritual power under his feet suddenly appeared, but it still fell.

His face changed, he was actually banned here, and he couldn't do it at all!

The stone path suddenly became a little vague at this time, and Ye An felt the sky spinning for a while, and suddenly it was dark in front of him, and Ye An exclaimed in panic: "Not good!"

He gritted his teeth, a piercing pain suddenly sobered him up a little, his eyes gradually returned to normal, and suddenly the light in the stone path was bright, in Ye An's somewhat regretful heart, the last scene he saw was that the endless light did not enter his brain, he subconsciously shouted, suddenly his body weakened, and he passed out.

However, he did not fall on the stone path, and turned around, an inexplicable force actually lifted Ye An high and slowly sent him towards the top of the mountain.

Ye An only felt as if he had slept and had a frequent dream, the scene in the dream was very real, but he couldn't remember what the dream was.

When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly got up with his eyes wide open and bent over, his head ached slightly, and when he raised his hand and touched his forehead, he was covered in cold sweat, and then he realized that he seemed to have a nightmare that he couldn't remember.

Ye An got up from the wooden bed, it was late at night, some faint moonlight outside the window sprinkled in the room, he groped for a fire from the somewhat shabby wooden table on the side, carefully lit the oil lamp, and the room was suddenly dark.

He let out a long sigh, maybe it was because there were too many trivial things in the gang recently, and he was too distracted to even get a good night's sleep.

He suddenly laughed at himself, who made himself the leader of the Biyou Gang, and there were thousands of brothers under him who followed him to live a life of licking blood from the knife edge, how could he be worthy of them if he didn't bother?

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and an extremely familiar voice came from outside the door: "Helper, haven't you slept yet? I have something important to discuss with you!"

Ye An frowned slightly, who is this person, why is the voice so familiar?

But the people who live in the Biyou Mountain are all their own brothers, and there is nothing to think about. He got up and put on a long robe, wrapped it casually, and said in a deep voice, "Come in!"

The door slowly pushed open, and an unusually familiar face appeared in front of him, Ye An was stunned, thought for a few breaths, and wondered: "It's so late, Liu Que, what do you want to discuss with me?"

Liu Que's face was a little anxious, he pulled a bench away and sat down, and said in a low voice: "Helper, according to the reliable information of the brothers outside, there will be a big deal passing in front of my Biyou Gate tomorrow!"

Seeing Liu Queshen's mysterious appearance, Ye An scolded with a smile: "You don't have to pretend to be a ghost, just say what kind of business!"

Liu Que was just about to speak, but suddenly looked around a few times, as if he was afraid of being overheard, and said leisurely: "Yongan Tea Shop!"