"Haha, Master, you are so smart. You played the bad guy and I played the red face. It scared the ghost old man so much that he didn't even dare to play tricks. He was easy to catch!" Xue Qian stood behind Tianlang, recalling everything in the Hundred Ghost Cave, and in her eyes
Show excitement.
Sirius' eyes were calm, he nodded lightly and said: "Look carefully and study hard!"
"Yes!" Xue Qian nodded heavily and agreed repeatedly. At the same time, a light flashed in his eyes, and he asked with some confusion: "Master, why do you only ask him for those foundation-building disciples instead of the pill-forming monks? These foundation-building disciples
His strength is nothing at all."
"Because we want long-term development." Tianlang's eyes flashed and he spoke slowly: "If Tuluo Sect wants to develop and grow in the long term, it cannot just rely on annexation.
No matter how much control a force like Baigui Cave has, it is still different from the strength of its own sect.
If we want to grow stronger, the most fundamental thing is to cultivate Tu Luomen's own strength.
Although the talents of disciples who can achieve foundation building before the age of forty are not necessarily excellent, it is not something that ordinary people can achieve, and there is a possibility of improvement in the future.
Recruit all of them to Dao Tu Luo Sect. In the future, these disciples will become the backbone of our Tu Luo Sect, and because they are the strength we have cultivated ourselves, they will be more loyal to the sect.
Moreover, we can also use this method to continuously recruit new disciples from other sects and slowly achieve the effect of peaceful integration.
In the final analysis, the source of high-quality disciples is the foundation for the development of a sect!"
"So that's it." After hearing Tianlang's explanation, Xue Qian suddenly showed a clear expression, nodded and said with a smile: "Then Master, where should we go next?"
Tianlang groaned and walked away with Xue Qian: "Next, Zi Youmen."
In the next two days, Tianlang led Xue Qian to conquer everywhere, and successively surrendered three major sects, including Ziyou Sect, Yunhe Sect, and Jie Lishan.
Two days later, Tianlang took Xue Qian and flew out from the top of Jie Li Mountain. After several days of continuous actions, Xue Qian was no longer as excited as when he came out of the Hundred Ghost Cave. His expression was quite calm, and his eyes were
From time to time, a light of contemplation flashes through, and the expression is moving.
Seeing Sirius's flying messy hair, Xue Qian pursed her lips and asked: "Master, where is our next goal?"
Sirius lowered his head and groaned, "This time we are separated. I will go to Sanduan Mountain, and you will go to Netherworld Valley."
"Ah? Master... you want to separate from me, but I..." Xue Qian was suddenly startled and couldn't help but speak.
Sirius stopped, turned around and faced Xue Qian, looked directly into Xue Qian's eyes, and encouraged:
"You have refined three slave seals, and now your strength is approaching the rank of Marquis. Believe in yourself, you can achieve your goal as long as you work hard."
Xue Qian stared blankly into Sirius's deep eyes, and saw a light of encouragement from the indifferent eyes. A look of determination suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she nodded heavily and said: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely complete the task!
"
Sirius chuckled lightly, nodded to Xue Qian, and patted Xue Qian's shoulder encouragingly.
Xue Qian turned around without hesitation. In the flash of blood, her clothes transformed, and her exquisite leather armor appeared. The two wings of the bat stretched out and vibrated and flew up. She turned her back to Sirius and raised her hand.
, and flew into the smoke without hesitation.
While rushing through the smoke, Xue Qian kept weighing her own strengths and weaknesses, imagining how she could complete the task.
Now his strength is close to that of the Marquis, and should be equivalent to the strength of the Valley Master of the Underworld Valley. However, with his own strength, it is impossible to kill the Valley Master silently without the cooperation of others.
And if one attack fails, once the other masters in the valley are alerted, not only will the mission fail, but one's own situation will become difficult.
However, he also has advantages, the biggest of which is that he possesses a treasure that conceals his aura. As long as he doesn't get too close, he doesn't have to worry about the danger of being discovered.
Moreover, as a vampire, I am good at fighting. With my current strength in close combat, even with my master's reaction ability, I can't gain any benefit.
Once an ordinary cultivator is approached by him, he basically doesn't have much chance to resist.
Distance is the lifeline of a cultivator! Without distance, no matter how strong a cultivator is, it will be in vain if he is not given a chance to display it.
Distance! It is the key to determine the success of your action!!!
Thinking of this, Xue Qian's eyes suddenly brightened, and she tightly grasped the flash of inspiration in her mind, and kept thinking. A rough plan was slowly taking shape in her mind.
Along the way, whenever she encountered any monks blocking her way, Xue Qian would not get involved and would just rush past them.
Many monks have never seen a vampire. When they saw a winged figure flying past, they were all surprised and looked around. If the aura exuding from this figure was not too powerful, some even wanted to catch Xue Qian.
The truth.
Xue Qian flew at full speed a few minutes faster than Sirius. Three hours later, a large and beautiful valley was already in sight.
There are a kind of blue flowers growing all over the valley. They are unbeatable all year round, shining with a faint light, and there is a sea of flowers all over the mountains and plains.
In the sea of flowers, exquisite pavilions were built following the mountains. In this wildfire wasteland where no vegetation grows, the scenery is truly beautiful.
There are no volcanoes in the Netherworld Valley, but these strange flowers can use a special form to convert the energy hidden deep in the ground into spiritual energy that can be refined, and diffuse out in the form of dots of light, making the entire Netherworld Valley
The spiritual energy is abundant, supporting the cultivation needs of all the disciples in the valley.
Xue Qian flew to the entrance of the Underworld Valley, immediately folded her wings, lowered her figure, and hid in the darkness to carefully observe the movements in the valley.
After hiding for half an hour, Xue Qian gradually figured out the layout of the valley, climbed into the valley from the mountain ridge on one side, and soon arrived outside a remote cave.
In the Netherworld Valley, disciples with higher cultivation levels can live in pavilions, while those with lower cultivation levels can only practice in caves dug in the mountains.
When Xue Qian came outside the cave, she glanced around and saw that no one had noticed her. She suddenly flashed and rolled in lightly.
In the cave, only Chu Geng, a disciple of Qi Condensation, was practicing breathing and was not aware of Xue Qian's arrival.
It wasn't until Xue Qian walked three feet in front of him that Chu Geng suddenly woke up. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xue Qian who was already in front of him, his eyes full of horror.
Xue Qian quickly grabbed Chu Geng's neck with quick eyes and sharp eyes, and threatened in a deep voice: "Don't make any sound!"
Chu Geng looked at Xue Qian's two scarlet eyes. His eyes were suddenly full of fear, his body was shaking, and he begged for mercy with a trembling voice:
"Senior, please spare your life, senior. I have a low cultivation level, so please spare my life."
…
A quarter of an hour later, Chu Geng slowly walked out of the cave. A faint bat pattern on his forehead flashed and disappeared. A look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he summoned his flying sword and flew deep into the valley.
Xue Qian's figure flashed out of the cave, disappeared into the flowers and sneaked quickly, nimbly bypassing the disciples walking through the valley, and followed the sword light from the sky towards the deep valley.
Not long after, the figures of the disciples in the surrounding Netherworld Valley gradually became less and less. Chu Geng also gradually flew into the depths of the valley, slowly approaching an exquisite pavilion.
At this moment, two sword lights suddenly rose into the sky and came towards them.
Seeing that the person who came was only at the Qi Condensation stage, the monks on the two sword lights suddenly showed disdain. One of them had a look of contempt on his face, snorted, and was about to speak.
But at this moment, two rays of blood shot up into the sky from the flowers below, and disappeared between their eyebrows like lightning.
The two men immediately groaned, and before they had time to speak, the look in their eyes slowly dissipated and fell.
Seeing the two men being killed in front of his eyes, Chu Geng's expression suddenly changed violently, revealing an expression of fear. He took a deep look at the flowers below, struggling in his eyes.
But soon there was a hint of ruthlessness, and the sword under his feet was flashing, and he flew towards the pavilion.
As soon as Chu Geng approached the attic, a spiritual thought swept out, and a voice mixed with anger came:
"Which disciple is so ignorant of the rules? Is this where you should be? Mu Sheng, what does Mu Chu do for food!"
The angry voice rumbled and vibrated, falling in Chu Geng's ears like thunder. It immediately made Chu Geng's mind tremble. He hurriedly stopped and said tremblingly:
"Valley Master, something bad happened to Valley Master! The great elder died inexplicably in the cave. Master asked me to ask you to come and take charge immediately!"
"What?!" Chu Geng finished his words, and the voice came out again, but this time it was mixed with a hint of shock. The door of the pavilion burst open.
An evil man suddenly appeared in the opened door and looked at Chu Geng coldly: "What did you say? Say it again!"
Under Gongsun Xie's gaze, Chu Geng suddenly trembled continuously, unable to speak, and quickly retreated in shock.
Gongsun Xie was startled when he saw this, and at the same time his heart suddenly sank!
At this moment, a huge shadow fell from the sky. Gongsun Xie looked up and saw two huge bat wings covering him. His pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly retreated.
However, as soon as his right hand was placed on the storage bag, he felt a chill in his neck, and a bloody thin sword was placed on his neck.
Gongsun Xie's heart sank suddenly, and he immediately stopped his movements. A drop of cold sweat slowly secreted from his forehead. He slowly raised his head. When he saw Xue Qian's bloody eyes, his pupils suddenly shrank: "
Bloodlines!"
"I, Netherworld Valley, have never offended the vampires. I don't know what you are trying to do." Gongsun Xie's eyes flashed with light, and he slowly retreated into the pavilion with the edge of Xue Qian's sword. He forced himself to calm down and asked in a deep voice.
Xue Qian didn't say much. She pushed her sword against Gongsun Xie and retreated to a huge pillar in the palace.
He raised his left hand, and the storage ring on his hand suddenly flashed with light. Seven bloody steel nails appeared, shining with cold light, and stabbed Gongsun Xie fiercely.
Gongsun Xie's face suddenly darkened when he saw this, and he wanted to dodge, but as soon as he moved, the sword edge on his neck tightened, piercing into the flesh, and a bloody trace emerged clearly.
Gongsun Xie immediately didn't dare to move, and he was moaning in his heart. He originally wanted to talk to Xue Qian, but he asked about his intentions while looking for an opportunity to escape.
But at this time, it seemed that the other party was being cautious and clearly wanted to completely subdue him before talking to him.
If he was a cultivator, he might still have a chance in a fight, but Gongsun Xie knew the vampires and knew clearly how powerful they were. Being held by a vampire of the same level with a sword on his neck, there was absolutely no possibility of escaping.
Looking at the seven bloody nails that fell from the stabbing, Gongsun Xie knew that he was in trouble today. A fierce look flashed in his eyes. He simply did not dodge and gritted his teeth to bear it.
Seven steel nails were arranged in the shape of a big dipper and were hammered down at the same time. They were nailed deeply into Gongsun Xie's bones. Immediately, a strange force spread suddenly, instantly blocking the movement of spiritual power throughout Gongsun Xie's body.
Gongsun Xie groaned, his face instantly turned pale, but he gritted his teeth and forcibly held back the heartbreaking pain. He raised his head with difficulty while trembling and looked directly at Xue Qian, and said weakly: "Don't worry now, please spare me."
As long as I live, I will do whatever you say."
Xue Qian still did not take back the sword in her hand. She kept a close eye on Gongsun Xie and said coldly: "From today on, you will obey the orders of my Tuluo Sect in Mingyou Valley!"