Three hundred and thirteenth chapters do not stay behind
Blood Soul Ancestor stared at the monk who was called the Silent Man, and said word by word: "Fellow Silent Man, my Blood Soul is not willing to offend the Sword Dao Palace to get this qualification token just for your Hun Tian.
If you can help me find that person or someone close to him using the calculation technique, I, the Blood Soul Ancestor, will not even frown as long as I can do all the requirements."
The silent monk was silent for a while, sighed, and said: "That's all, I'll do my best, but Blood Soul Ancestor, please listen to the advice of the poor man. Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. I hope you won't be born again!"
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The Blood Soul Ancestor smiled sinisterly, his eyes revealed a monstrous murderous intent, and he said in his heart: "Xue Lian, Master is here to avenge you." Thinking of Xue Lian, the Blood Soul Ancestor couldn't help but feel sad.
Master Xue Lian was not only the apprentice of the Blood Soul Ancestor, he was his illegitimate son at the time, and he was also his only bloodline in the world. He was also the most eye-catching among his many disciples, and his successor with excellent talent. He was suddenly killed by someone like this.
After killing him, do you think he could not be cruel?
After the death of Master Xue Lian, the Blood Soul Ancestor conducted a detailed investigation and finally understood the cause of the matter. Except for Yuwen Zhouyuan, he held a grudge in his heart for all the miscellaneous people who caused the death of Master Xue Lian.
At this time, the silent man sighed leisurely and said: "Ancestor Blood Refining, I have already figured out that person for you before. Why do you still want to find someone close to him in the Valley of Life and Death? Forget it.
, Ancestor of Blood Refining, every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its own owner, and it is outrageous to vent its anger on mortals. It is really too unpleasant to hear this kind of thing spread out."
The Blood Soul Ancestor's face was as dark as water, and he stared at the Muteer without saying a word.
The Silent Man looked at the Blood Soul Ancestor, shook his head with a wry smile, touched the compass in his hand, made a hand seal with his right hand, and patted it lightly. Suddenly the compass flew out of his hand and wandered around in the air, as if looking for the direction, but after passing
For a long time, the compass turned left and right, but could not find the final direction.
The silent man frowned, knowing that there were too few clues to provide, so he flicked his sleeve and pointed the compass in the air with his right hand, and the compass immediately returned to the monk's hand.
The Silent Man bites his fingertips, quickly draws a symbol on the mirror, and throws it again. This time the compass is strong in the wind, and it immediately becomes several times larger. The surface of the compass is crystal clear, with layers of sparkling ripples.
The runes on the surface of the compass fluctuated for a while, and then the compass tilted, sending out a clear light towards the Blood Soul Ancestor.
"Don't be alarmed, Blood Refiner Ancestor, this compass needs to absorb the cursed energy of your and that person's blood demon soul! This will make it easier to locate!" said the monk Silent Man with a solemn expression.
Traces of red gas emitted from the forehead of the Blood Soul Ancestor and quickly penetrated into the compass. The fluctuations on the surface of the compass became more and more obvious. Under the layers of ripples, a green brick house was slowly reflected inside.
The Blood Soul Ancestor's eyes flashed with murderous intent. After taking one look, he stared at the silent man with the immortal spirit without saying a word.
The silent man hesitated for a moment, sighed softly, and with a move of his right hand, the compass was taken back by him. Then he took out a door-shaped magic weapon from his storage bag, opened his mouth and blew out a breath of spiritual energy. The door-shaped magic weapon instantly increased several times in size.
, became as tall as a person, Xiuyan Company smiled bitterly, shook his head and stepped into the door.
The Blood Soul Ancestor showed a ferocious smile on his lips and ducked in to follow.
After the two entered the door, the door quickly shrank and eventually disappeared without a trace.
There is a small village a hundred miles away from here, and that small village is called Lijiazhuang.
At this time, the old man Li Changgui's house in Lijiazhuang was very lively. All the men and women in the village gathered at old Li Tou's house and held a big banquet.
It turns out that today is Lao Li Tou’s eighty-eighth birthday.
At this time, a man in Taoist attire was asking old man Li Changgui, who was wearing auspicious clothes, about something in the side room.
"Old Zhang Li, did Yuwen Zhouyuan tell you where he went when he left since he came back last time?" the Taoist asked.
"Master Yuwen came back in a hurry. He just told me to pay more attention to my health and said that if I have time, I must go to Songhe Sect to help me find Quanzi Mingliang. By the way, he also gave me the wooden sign with early warning ability to be reset.
Cleaned it up." Old Li Tou said and handed the wooden sign to the Taoist.
The Taoist took the wooden sign and sensed the spiritual aura on it. He couldn't help but feel happy and said to himself: "It is indeed the aura of Yuwen Zhouyuan. Where has this kid gone? Why doesn't he go back to the sect?"
This Taoist was none other than Jiang Qingsong, the master whom Yuwen Zhouyuan worshiped in the Wuguang Sect.
It turned out that Jiang Qingliang started searching after he left Wuguang Sect. At first, he didn't know how to search. Later, he remembered the place of birth that Yuwen Zhouyuan filled in when he joined the sect, and then he went to Dongfa Town with the attitude of giving it a try.
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Here Jiang Qingli met Jiang Gaosheng and his son Zhen Baozong again. After Yu Wen Zhouyuan returned a trace of their souls to them, in order to thank Yu Wen Zhou Yuan, the father and son made a decision to continue to secretly protect Lao Li Tou until he returned to the west.
Decide.
With a special method of finding people, Jiang Qingsong felt the fluctuations of Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual power in the Jiang family and his son, so he found the ruined temple where the father and son were hiding.
At first, Jiang Gaosheng thought the opponent was from the Kendo Sect. After a big battle, the father and son were defeated and were restrained by Jiang Qingli.
After Jiang Qingsong inquired, he learned that the flood had washed away the Dragon King Temple. After Jiang Gaosheng found out that Jiang Qingsong was Yu Wen Zhouyuan's master, he respectfully told the story of his encounter with Yu Wen Zhouyuan.
So Jiang easily found Lao Li Tou's residence.
"Chief Immortal, you must be very familiar with Mr. Yuwen, right?" Old Li Tou asked.
"Yes, I am his master!" Jiang said easily.
At this moment, the entire sky suddenly darkened, and the originally hot temperature dissipated in an instant. A huge door appeared silently in the air. Then the door opened without any wind, and the two people stepped out.
.One of the two people was wearing a Taoist robe and was filled with the aura of immortality, while the other was wearing a bloody red robe and was shrouded in an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
A huge pressure from the True Master Patriarch fell from the sky in vain.
Jiang Qingsong's complexion changed drastically. While using his kung fu to resist the pressure, he flew outside and clasped his fists at the two men. He said respectfully: "Junior Wuguang Zong Jiang Qingsong, I would like to pay my respects to the two seniors."
The immortal monk was startled, glanced at Jiang Qingsong, and said, "Five Lights Sect? Do you have any credentials?"
Jiang Qingqing was frightened and had a bad premonition. He quickly took out a jade slip to prove his identity from his storage bag. The monk grabbed it with his big hand. He held the jade slip in his hand and looked at it intently before nodding.
The Blood Soul Ancestor snorted, flicked his sleeves, and immediately there were two "bang, bang" sounds. The house of Old Li Tou's house fell apart, and Old Li Tou was exposed in front of him.
"I have sensed it. That little aura is so strong on this old man. This person must have a close relationship with him! Just accept your fate!" As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood Soul Ancestor raised his hand.
With a "bang" sound, Lao Litou's entire body turned into blood mist, and a blue smoke floated out from the blood mist. The Blood Soul Ancestor waved his right hand, and a black iron Bagua floated in the air.
The ground emits a suction force, sucking the smoke into it.
When the blue smoke was sucked away, a ray of green light flew out of the blood mist and instantly escaped into the air.
Seeing the green light flying away, the Blood Soul Ancestor did not chase after him, but laughed and said: "That's right, quickly report the news to that puppy, ancestor, I will eat its flesh and drink its blood!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed at the black iron bagua. Then, a painful face appeared on the surface of the iron bagua. It was none other than the old Li Changgui.
"This ancestor declares: No chickens or dogs will be left here today!" Blood Soul Ancestor said grimly, and with one step, he crossed the river and walked towards the house.
As for Yuwen Zhouyuan, he quickly escaped in the Valley of Life and Death. Behind him, two men and one woman were pursuing him with murderous looks on their faces.
While running, a green light suddenly appeared on the horizon, and the green light flew towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Seeing the green light, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt bad, especially when the green light flew towards him, he wanted to avoid it, but he was still half a step too slow.
As soon as the green light entered his body, a voice rang in his ears: "That's right, tell that puppy quickly, ancestor, I will eat its flesh and drink its blood!"
After hearing this voice, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but shudder. This voice was too familiar. It was the voice made by the Blood Soul Ancestor when he was snatching the alchemy cultivator from Master Xue Lian!
An inexplicable fear and annoyance arose in his heart.
Yuwen Zhouyuan resisted this inexplicable irritation and walked quickly. Seeing the three people behind him constantly pursuing him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he turned around and flew towards Yujian, where the Lieyang Sect gathered.
Four rainbows pierced the sky across the Valley of Life and Death at extremely fast speeds.
Panicked and helpless, although Jiang Qingsong was a late-stage real person, he had no fighting spirit in front of the real master.
Seeing that the old man who was chatting with him was killed in an instant and his soul was collected, he realized at this moment that he used to be a real ancestor in front of others, but now he was in front of the real master ancestor.
It’s nothing!
The fairy-like Taoist Man had a complicated expression on his face. He sighed softly, turned his head, and stopped looking.
The Blood Soul Ancestor stepped into the door with a ferocious smile. He closed his hands, and when he separated them, a red circular ripple spread out, covering the entire courtyard, making it difficult for those inside to fly.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his steps and walked into the courtyard. Those who were drinking and laughing immediately stopped when they saw the blood soul ancestor.
From the courtyard, thin blue smoke drifted out from the bodies of the guests who fell on the wine table, and was absorbed by the black iron bagua.
Suddenly, the painful faces of dozens of people appeared above the flag.
Jiang Qingsong wanted to resist, but was speechless. He also knew that his cultivation was not worth anything in the eyes of others.
The Blood Soul Ancestor murmured to himself: "Blood-refined son, if that person kills you, I will kill his associates to avenge you."
"Hahahaha, take them all! Puppy, I will make you regret it! No! There is still one left!" At this point, the Blood Soul Ancestor flashed and appeared in front of Jiang Qingsong and the immortal Taoist Taoist Man.
"Junior, you have good cultivation, but why do you still have that puppy aura on your body?" Blood Soul Ancestor asked Jiang Qingxuan.
At this time, Jiang Qingsong already knew that all this must be related to Yuwen Zhouyuan! But he didn't know how Yuwen Zhouyuan got into trouble with the true master ancestor!
"Senior, this junior doesn't understand one thing. My predecessor, who was a true master, has trouble with these mortals. Why?" Jiang Qingsong asked instead without answering.