Chapter 22: Shen Xuanchun and the Blood Red Daoist
Without waiting for Du Yinjiu to reply, Ye Antou didn't turn his head, and said lightly: "A demon beast that perceives the fifth layer makes me do my best, and I see that Du Gongzi's breath is unstable, and it seems that his mana has gone a lot." ”
"In this Sunset Forest, it is a place where monsters are rampant, if we don't work together, I'm afraid it's unknown whether we can get out of this Sunset Forest. ”
Zhang Moxu looked at the spider blood brought by Ye An with a complicated expression, and said in a low voice: "Thank you Shen Gongzi for saving your life, Zhang is willing to advance and retreat with Gongzi." ”
Du Yinjiu's face changed for a long time, and when he saw that Zhang Moxu had already taken the spider blood and drank it all, he scolded with a smile: "Okay, you Zhang Moxu, although it is Brother Shen who killed the tarantula, but it is Ben Gongzi who has contributed the most, why don't you thank me?"
Zhang Moxu said coldly: "I naturally know in my heart that I will definitely thank Zhang Gongzi for this matter." ”
In fact, rescuing this Mo Xuan is also a helpless move, the feelings of cultivators have always been weak, and they have never had any pity for Ye An, a fellow practitioner.
Among the four people at the moment, Chen Li and Du Yinjiu are the real master and servant, if there is no existence of Zhang Moxu, who was successfully provoked by himself before, then his next road will become very passive.
Regardless of how sincere Zhang Moxu's words of gratitude were, Ye An just nodded in response, and then began to clean up the results just now.
Ye An still used the entry-level spell control technique of the Biyu Small Sect, carefully stored the few spirit swords that he had just scattered into the storage bag, and stored the corpse of the tarantula that was still warm alone, and then took out a spirit stone to meditate on the grass.
A cold glint flashed in Du Yinjiu's eyes, he snorted coldly, and also took out a spirit stone to meditate in place, while Chen Li stood aside and looked around vigilantly.
Nothing was said all night.
Ye An took advantage of everyone's meditation and rest, and quietly picked up the communication jade talisman given by the master with his right hand, played a legal decision, and said silently in his heart: "Master, the apprentice has something important to ask you." “
For a long time, there was no response.
However, Ye An was very patient, because the master once told him that Monk Daoji had been able to completely stop eating grains, and he was sleepless and tired. And Shen Xuanchun has not stopped for a minute in the past two years, hoping to pierce the window paper of the Ning Dan, add longevity, and increase cultivation.
If you change to yourself, you will have less than 20 years of life left, and I am afraid that you will bury your head in penance like a master!
Just when he was secretly distracted, Shen Xuanchun's slightly indifferent voice suddenly came from his ears: "What's the matter?"
Although he had already tested the effect of the transmission jade talisman in the sect before, Ye An still felt quite magical when he suddenly heard the master's voice recall it in his mind.
After secretly looking at the three people around him, and making sure that they were all meditating and resting, Ye An continued to input mana into the transmission jade talisman.
"Master, have you ever heard of the Blood Red Dao people?" Ye An finally couldn't help but ask.
The unknown is the biggest fear, although the Blood Red Dao people and themselves are only fighting for a short time, they have to admit that the other party is much stronger than themselves.
Even Ye An faintly felt that even if it was Du Yinjiu, who had a fifth-level perception, he might not be able to compare with him if he tried his best.
Shen Xuanchun was silent for a long time before he suddenly said, "Where did you hear the name of blood red?"
Ye Anxin was taken aback, because it was not difficult for him to find from Master's tone that when Master talked about the name of this Blood Red Dao person, Master seemed to not only know the Blood Red Dao person, but also knew him very well.
At that moment, Ye An came to the scene of how he met the Blood Red Dao people and fought hard.
After hearing this, Shen Xuanchun said incredulously: "You said that he is the same as you, and he also perceives the realm of the fourth layer?"
Ye An nodded, suddenly realized that the master couldn't see himself, and said, "Yes, the disciple is sure." ”
Shen Xuanchun said with emotion: "It seems that after he was injured, he did not die, but took another body and survived. ”
Ye An was extremely curious when he heard this, and quietly waited for the master to continue.
Shen Xuanchun then said the deeds of the Blood Red Dao people little by little.
More than a hundred years ago, the Biyou Small Sect was not called the Biyou Small Sect, but the Biyou Sect, and Shen Xuanchun was not a great elder, but a third elder. When he was traveling, he had become acquainted with a loose cultivator in the realm of Dao Ji, and this loose cultivation Dao foundation was very solid, and he built an enviable Bazhang Dao Foundation, this person was a blood red Dao man who was only more than two hundred years old at the time.
And Dao Ji, the founding sect master of the Biyou Sect, is only seven feet and eight feet, and then after some chances, he succeeded in condensing the pill after nine deaths.
Therefore, whether or not the Daoji monk can condense the Dan is inextricably linked to his achievements when he built the Dao Foundation.
At the same time, the two of them fell in love with a freshly matured elixir, and after several negotiations, the two of them did not give in, and Shen Xuanchun at that time relied on the fact that he was already a cultivator in the middle stage of the Dao Foundation, and he was sure that he could not eat the early stage of the Blood Red Dao.
It is not surprising that the monk disagrees with each other and fights with each other, let alone the heavenly and earthly treasures coveted by cultivators.
After a big battle, the two fought a tie, Shen Xuanchun was unwilling, gambled everything to show the great art of the sect that he had just cultivated, and finally defeated the other party at the cost of not being able to use any mana within five days, but he failed to kill the blood red Daoist, so that he grabbed a glimmer of life and escaped.
Facts have proved that the results obtained at such a great price are quite joyful, and half a year later, Shen Xuanchun's cultivation has risen sharply, and he has set foot in the late stage of the Dao Foundation and become the first monk under the sect master of the sect, and the scenery is unlimited for a while.
However, the years of pride did not last long, Shen Xuanchun's only son was killed in an extremely cruel way outside, and his body was thrown at the foot of the sect mountain, and the word blood red was written on his clothes in blood.
Regardless of the sect master, the only son of the first master was killed, which naturally caused the Biyou Sect
Shen Xuanchun was grief-stricken, and vowed to slash the murderer with his own hands, and the high-level officials in the door could understand his pain of losing his son.
However, there was no news of the Blood Red Dao people in the entire Meng Kingdom.
Twenty years have passed, and there is still no news from the Blood Red Dao people.
Seeing that the sect had been running for his personal vendetta for twenty years, he was moved in his heart and didn't have to go to such great lengths, and after discussing with the sect master, he revoked the reward for the blood red Dao people.
I thought that I would never meet the Blood Red Dao people again, but the entire Meng Kingdom was full of strange things, and many strange things happened.
First, the north was hit by a great plague, and hundreds of thousands of mortals did not survive the plague.
Then came the news that Emperor Meng died of illness.