Elder Hu thought he didn't believe it, so he quickly said: "I haven't lied a word, I can swear it."
"No need to swear."
Yin Dong believed it. Being able to say the name "Yin Quan" meant that Elder Hu's words must be true.
It was Yin Dong himself who brought Yin Quan and his wife to the Holy Gate.
Later, he went on a mission to the Dragon Realm and left Yin Quan and his wife at the Holy Gate to take care of Xiaobao. During that period, someone actually had an idea on his head and had already taken blood from Yin Quan. It was really deliberate!
Moreover, when Yin Quan was at the Holy Sect, he must have stayed in the Taoist temple of the old Taoist priest. Not many people could tamper with the old Taoist priest's one-third of an acre of land!
Yin Dong's eyes turned cold, and he couldn't help but think in his mind: "Does master know that someone is taking blood from Yin Quan's body, or does he know?"
"The old liar likes to trick his disciples!"
Yin Dong complained, but there was no resentment in his heart.
Master, that old liar, looks unreliable, but he will not harm him. He knows that someone is taking the blood of his blood relatives to plot against him, but he does not stop him. He must know that such a small and unflattering method cannot hurt him.
……Bar?
Yin Dong gritted his teeth and felt the urge to find the old liar master and beat him up.
Somewhere deep in the void, a sloppy old Taoist priest was shuffling his shoes, holding a wine gourd in one hand, and a roast chicken in the other. He sneezed violently, turned his head to look at the way he came from, sniffed and cursed: "It must be that rebellious bastard who is scolding you."
Become a teacher!"
Somewhere in the dark, Yin Dong seemed to sense something. He looked into the depths of the void and muttered guiltily: "Isn't that the old liar has a pair of ears?"
After a moment of guilt, Yin Dong said to himself confidently: "It was the old liar who tricked me. I was tricked. Can't I just complain?"
Yin Dong was not interested in chatting with Elder Hu anymore. No matter what secrets or grudges there were between the ancestral temple and the holy sect, it had nothing to do with him and he was too lazy to worry about it.
He quietly left here and went to the jungle where the base's surveillance found a commotion of Warcraft, hoping to see if anyone from the Demonic War Department was trapped there.
However, when Yin Dong came out of the base, he was delayed for too long by Elder Hu and the others. It had been nearly three hours since he noticed the abnormality on the monitoring screen. When he arrived in the jungle, there was no unusual movement.
As Yin Dong went deep into the jungle, he asked the base if there were any new discoveries.
The voice of the soldier on duty in the base's control room rang through the communicator: "Instructor Yin, there are signals appearing at three o'clock from your current position, three kilometers and five kilometers away."
"Okay, I'll go over and take a look now." Yin Dong responded, flashing, quickly running through the jungle, and soon arrived at the place where the signal appeared.
It was a tiankeng, and dark flames emerged from the cracks at the bottom of the pit from time to time. They quickly atomized in the air, rose into the air, and blew into the surrounding jungle with the wind.
Yin Dong could feel that the jungle around the sinkhole was darker than elsewhere, and the air was sultry and smelled a bit like sulfur. After staying in this place for a long time, even through protective clothing, he felt a little uncomfortable.
The bottom of the tiankeng is full of dark and shiny rocks, covered with large and small cracks. Among the criss-crossing cracks, and some of the cracks that reach deep into the core of the earth, dark flames will float out.
The dark flame is not big, usually as big as a little finger. It floats up and is extinguished when blown by the wind. If you look closely after it atomizes, you can still see a black substance like wadding, which is blown by the wind.
It went into the surrounding jungle and clung to the branches and leaves, making the branches and leaves of this jungle appear darker.
Yin Dong did not jump directly into the crack, but controlled the branches of the blood-devouring tree and drilled along the cracks of the sinkhole to look for the creatures under the sinkhole.
The blood-devouring tree has a special sense of blood. As long as it is a living creature with blood in its body, it will be quickly found by its branches.
According to the instructions given by Yin Dong - those who are not in human form can swallow blood. Those in human form will be tied up and sent back to him. Those who are not tied up can swallow half of the blood.
The Demonic Cultivators and War Department all know that Yin Dong’s Blood-devouring Tree will not resist once they see the branches of the Blood-devouring Tree twisting towards them. Once they encounter resistance, either the Demonic Cultivators are insane, or they are not from the abyss.
The world’s native demon clan!
After the blood-eating tree spirit recognized Yin Dong as its master, it evolved significantly and became more spiritual. It understood Yin Dong's meaning quite clearly and did not compromise at all when performing its tasks.
Not long after, branches of the blood-devouring tree flew out from the cracks at the bottom of the sinkhole, entangled with many demon cultivators, as well as demons from the abyss world, and magical beasts.
In addition, some of the branches of the Hemophilus tree brought back sulfur-like crystals, but they were purer and more transparent than ordinary sulfur, and the smell was slightly different.
There was no spiritual artifact guide to scan, and Yin Dong didn't know what this crystal was. Anyway, he knew from the news transmitted by the blood-eating tree spirit that there was a large mineral vein below.
Things that can form mineral veins should be useful. Yin Dong used the communicator's photography equipment to take a picture of the crystal and sent it back to the base, asking them to find a geological and mineral expert to bring instruments to see if it had any mining value.
As soon as Yin Dong finished sending the picture, he heard a baby-faced magic cultivator shout in surprise: "Is it Instructor Yin?"
The other demon cultivators also looked at Yin Dong, their faces filled with ecstasy, and the branches of the blood-devouring tree that bound them dispersed one after another.
The demons and monsters in the abyss world screamed anxiously and struggled desperately, but more blood-devouring tree branches penetrated their bodies and sucked blood, and their bodies quickly shriveled up.
"What's going on with you?" Yin Dong asked, and everyone threw some healing potions.
The baby-faced demon cultivator who first called him drank the healing potion and said in an urgent tone: "The demon cultivator war department has been dispersed. Instructor Qiu led a group of people to flee towards the Holy City of Red Borer. We were forced to
After entering the Black Flame Tiankeng, some people fled towards the Gray Crane Ridge. I heard from the demon who captured us that the Holy City of Red Borer is very evil."
Yin Dong was a little surprised: "You know it quite clearly."
The baby-faced demon cultivator said: "The demon that captured me is a chatterbox. It saw that I was mining quickly, and when it was happy, it started chatting with me and talked a lot."
Yin Dong was amused when he heard this: "Are you mining down there?"
"Yes, I heard that this is the favorite food of the scorpion demons. The demons who came to capture us are all from the scorpion demons. If it weren't for mining, they would have killed us long ago and would not have given us a chance.
Wait until instructor Yin comes to rescue me."
The baby-faced demon cultivator sighed with lingering fear.
Yin Dong also smiled and said in agreement: "Then you are really lucky. You are able to meet the scorpion demon tribe, and you also happen to encounter the food veins they like to eat."
Chapter completed!