Five hundred and twentieth chapters return to boundless
Bloodthirsty Sect, in the central area, in a hall halfway up a certain mountain.
Wearing a bloody robe all year round, Gui Wuya has long hair shawl.
He is obviously a pure man, but at first glance, he gives people an indescribable feeling of femininity.
In the middle of the main hall, there is a long table.
Standing in front of the table, he slowly opened a piece of drawing paper. His movements were very light and gentle, as if there was no trace of human fireworks.
The foundation of the bloodthirsty sect's practice is the countless blood essences in the sect's inherited treasure, the All-Seeing Blood Pool.
The soul resonates with a certain kind of essence and blood in the blood pool, and while obtaining magical powers from it, those who practice this method will be affected by the original owner of the essence and blood to a greater or lesser extent.
Those blood essences come from certain ferocious beasts and mythical beasts from ancient times.
They were extremely tyrannical during their lifetime. If they were not like this, just a drop of blood essence would not be able to allow people to obtain supernatural powers and embark on the path of spiritual practice.
This type of existence, their nature, has long been engraved in their bones.
Affected by this nature, the practitioners within the Bloodthirsty Sect have more or less problems with their character.
Some people are bloodthirsty, some are gluttonous, some are lustful...
When their own personalities conflict with the nature contained in their essence and blood, many practitioners of the Bloodthirsty Sect seem to have split personalities and fall into chaos from time to time.
It is for this reason that their Bloodthirsty Sect was given the name Demon Sect by Immortal Dao.
As for the Immortal Way, after acquiring supernatural powers from a certain type of existence, they place their souls on artifacts, so there will be no such hidden dangers.
After all, even if it is affected by the nature of a certain type of being, what is affected is only the artifact.
The only bad thing about their path of cultivation is that after reaching a certain level of cultivation, they need to abandon their true nature.
Whether it is the immortal way or the demonic way, there are two paths of cultivation. It can only be said that each has its own advantages and disadvantages.
Who is stronger and who is weaker? At this moment, it is difficult to tell clearly.
How to deal with this conflict of nature? The Bloodthirsty Sect must have learned some experience.
To cope with this situation, Gui Wuya likes to focus on painting.
When he devoted himself wholeheartedly and really started painting, he felt that the turmoil in his heart would soon calm down.
He flattened the drawing paper, picked up the brush, and dipped it in ink.
"Sect Master..." The sound of footsteps sounded, and he rushed back to the sect. Fang Qingshan, who had temporarily settled Ye Qingqing, appeared in the main hall.
Seeing that Gui Wuya was painting, he deliberately walked lightly and walked to the painting table. He bowed respectfully and greeted him.
"You're back, Elder Fang?"
"Let's talk later after I finish the painting!" Gui Wuya responded smoothly without raising his head.
Picking up the paintbrush filled with ink, he first drew a circle.
After just a brief pause, he was under the circle, swiping his pen vigorously, and in just three or five breaths, a hairless chicken appeared on the drawing paper.
"How did my painting of the fire phoenix rising to the sun go?" Putting down the brush, Gui Wuya looked at Fang Qingshan, he smiled and asked smoothly.
"Master, this painting of yours is wonderful, wonderful!"
"Look at this circle, it looks like the bright and scorching sun. It has truly drawn the essence of the sun."
"As for the fire phoenix below, it is even more lifelike, as if it is about to spread its wings and fly into the sky."
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Fang Qingshan's flattery was like a torrent of river water, continuous and endless.
Apart from twitching the corner of his mouth when Gui Wuya wasn't paying attention, looking at his expression, he seemed to really feel that this painting was extremely wonderful.
"If I put a painting that belongs to someone in the cities below, it would be worth a million dollars."
"I have always felt that my talent for painting is even better than my training."
"At the beginning, if I had not embarked on the path of spiritual practice, I would definitely have become a painter. Perhaps, I would be famous all over the world now."
"You can see the essence of my painting at a glance. Mr. Fang has a good eye."
After receiving a few compliments from Fang Qingshan, Gui Wuya was obviously in a good mood. He chuckled and carefully put away the painting on the table.
After doing all this, he finally started to talk about the business: "What's going on over there in Jinshan City?"
"With you as the leader, a group of people went over there. When they came back, you were the only one left, and even Zheng Donglai was trapped in it?"
"I have always been very optimistic about you, but this time, you really disappointed me..."
He was smiling brightly just now, but now his face was as cold as ice. Compared with before, his expression formed a sharp contrast.
"Sect Master, I am wronged. This time, such a result will occur. It is completely unexpected."
"Hong Qingtian's sudden death caused everyone like us to go dark in Jinshan City, and we were unable to get any intelligence support at all."
"I discussed it with Elder Zheng. We originally thought that we would just go straight into the city lord's palace without doing anything else."
"But who knew that Duan Changkong, the Supreme Elder of Wanjian Sect, would happen to be inside..."
With a grimace on his face, Fang Qingshan sighed and roughly reported to Gui Wuya what happened in Jinshan City.
This time, the Bloodthirsty Sect suffered heavy losses in Jinshan City. This is indeed true, but it is not a crime of war.
Not to mention Fang Qingshan, even if it were anyone in the sect who encountered this situation, the result would definitely not be any better than him!
"Duan Changkong, why is he in Jinshan City?"
"You mean, a mysterious man took action and seriously injured Duan Changkong with a single knife, so that you escaped and survived?"
"In addition, that mysterious man also recommended an old woman to join our Bloodthirsty Sect?" Gui Wuya confirmed with a strange look on his face.
Listening to Fang Qingshan talk about Jinshan City, he seemed to be hearing a fantasy.
He stared at Fang Qingshan for a long time.
Unfortunately, he couldn't see any trace of forgery on Fang Qingshan's face.
"Yes, Sect Master, this is the fact."
"In front of that mysterious man, I made a promise that I would accept that old woman as my personal disciple."
"I have to ask you for advice on this matter."
With a frown on his face, Fang Qingshan spoke again.
If there were other options, he was really unwilling to accept this apprentice.
But when he thought about what Chen Hai had threatened him, it seemed that he couldn't even accept this apprentice.
After all, he didn't want to die, and it didn't seem worth putting himself in danger just for this matter.
"As long as you are willing to accept a disciple, there is definitely no reason for the sect not to agree."
"Although the disciple you want to accept is a little older, she has the talent to practice our Bloodthirsty Sect's skills after all."
"If there is such a strong person behind her, if you accept him as your disciple, no matter how you look at it, it will be beneficial to the sect without any harm."
Frowning, Gui Wuya thought for a while, and then he answered.
As the leader of the Bloodthirsty Sect, he looks at things, not at the immediate moment, but only at gains and losses.
As for breaking the rules, it's nothing to him.
"Okay, since you said so, sect master, let Ye Qingqing join my sect."
"Over there at the Vientiane Blood Pool, I will let her enter as soon as possible."
"Depending on her luck, which inheritance in the blood pool will be more suitable for her?"