The ghost that was shrouded in dark ghostly aura also walked up to Zhao Xiaoyun, and his low voice was extremely hoarse: "Brother Xiaoyun, you are now in charge of the Tunnyun Territory and hold great power, why do you need to do this to a few weak soldiers? polite?"
Zhao Xiaoyun turned his head and looked at the many creatures accompanying him. Sensing the true emotions of these people, he couldn't help but shook his head and said: "This is the place where Lord Blood River is cultivating. How can these soldiers be ordinary? Just now. These soldiers from the Gui Zhen Shang realm may seem ordinary, but if you pick one at random, they are the purest blood descendants of the Ji family. Since they can serve around the Blood River Lord, their qualifications and nature must be extraordinary. , how can we easily offend him?"
The goat-horned monster was obviously a little dissatisfied, and said: "Lord, although the Sanren of Blood River is the lord of the Taichu territory, we and other creatures have never even seen what he looks like. From the beginning to the end, he has no control over the eight large and small domains. If you don't listen and don't care, you might be able to cultivate for hundreds of years at a time, so what does it matter if we offend a few Anyang soldiers?"
"madness!"
Zhao Xiaoyun shook his head, too lazy to continue explaining.
Boom.
A dull voice came from afar, and the gate of Anyang County City slowly opened. The Anyang Mansion soldier who was leading just now stood under the city gate, with profound energy surging in his palm, he used a sound transmission method and said: "Tun Yun Territory Lord, please enter the city alone and go to the Zhenhai Hall in the center of the county to meet your ancestors."
Zhao Xiaoyun nodded, turned sideways and said to the ram-horned monster and the others: "You can wait here for me for the time being. I went to find out more about this edict."
"Yes, Territory Lord."
After years of baptism, the ancient Anyang County Town has long been riddled with holes. Even the stone bridge deck on the west side of the county town has many cracks and seems to be broken and collapsed at any time.
Zhao Xiaoyun walked alone on the deserted streets, but deep in his mind, many past memories were evoked.
Looking up, the majestic Zhenhai Hall is vaguely visible, which is where the seven halls of the Ji family's ancestral home are located.
"Is this related to my cousin?"
Zhao Xiaoyun's mind moved slightly, and suddenly he thought of a possibility.
In today's Taichu territory, there is only one cousin, the eldest son of the Ji family, Ji Yuenian, who only exists in rumors.
Ji Yuenian has the bloodline of Tongxuan Heart Ghost that ignited the fourth-level heart fire. His talent is unparalleled in the world within the Yuanyan realm. He even entered the Taiyu Shengzong's third mountain range to practice, and was awarded the seventh place in the Tongming Mountain Range. The to-be-decided Holy Son has a bright future and is no different from a god in the minds of many creatures in the Taichu territory.
"Lord Tunyun, what's wrong with you?"
The voice of Anyang's soldiers reached his ears. Zhao Xiaoyun stopped his thoughts and came back to his senses. Only then did he realize that he had arrived in front of the seventh hall of the Ji family's ancestral land.
"Nothing, nothing."
"It's okay, this old and dilapidated palace is really nothing to see," the Anyang Mansion soldier looked a little teasing, but for the sake of the three jade slips just now, he led Zhao Xiaoyun to Zhenhai Hall in a very knowledgeable way. "My ancestors left a trace of his presence in the Zhenhai Hall thirty years ago. Lord Tunyun Territory can just go straight into the hall to have an audience."
Zhao Xiaoyun looked a little unnatural, cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."
The soldier no longer said anything, but quietly watched Zhao Xiaoyun enter the Zhenhai Hall, his eyes incomprehensible.
As a patrolling soldier in Anyang County, he had already led Luoshui to the Great Return Realm, and he knew the meaning of this edict to a greater or lesser extent.
The eldest son of the Ji family, who is comparable to a god, is about to participate in the sect competition of the Taiyu Sheng Sect. After the sect competition, he is very likely to be ranked among the six saint sons of the Six Mountains of the Taiyu Sheng Sect and take charge of the third mountain range.
The most important one is Tongming Shanggong.
The Tongming Upper Palace has a radius of more than 100,000 miles, with thousands of palaces and temples, and countless living beings. Once the eldest son truly takes charge of the Tongming Upper Palace in the third mountain range, all the blood of the Ji family who have been selected to serve will follow.
Soaring into the sky, leaving the dust-like territory of Taichu, and truly stepping into the vast and mysterious world.
Behind Ji Yuenian is not only the support of the Li family of the Third Mountain, but also the recommendation of the Holy Son Suyan of the Tongming Mountain Range. After the Battle of Yujie, the position of the Holy Son of the Third Mountain seems to have been a certainty for him.
Things.
At the same time, behind the Anyang soldiers, the majestic Zhenhai Hall was extremely quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.
Zhao Xiaoyun walked to the center of the Zhenhai Hall, looked up at the bright and magnificent ball of blood on the several-foot-long altar, bowed down with great respect, and said: "Zhao Xiaoyun of the Zhao family has met the ancestor of the Blood River."
The wording is extremely clever. It abandons the unfamiliar title of "Sir Blood River" and instead adds the word "Blood River" before the "ancestor" of the Ji family bloodline. In this way, it is different from Blood River.
The relationship between individual people has become much closer invisibly.
Ji Suming was a creature from Taichu thousands of years ago, and there were many in-laws between the Zhao family and the Ji family. Zhao Xiaoyun called him the "ancestor of the blood river" at this time, but he could barely make sense of it.
The beautiful blood light trembled slightly, and Ji Suming's somewhat indifferent voice came from afar: "Even if you don't come to see me at this time, I will issue an edict to summon you here."
Hearing these words, Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't help but feel a little flattered. He calmed down and said, "What do the ancestors of Blood River mean by these words?"
Ji Suming stopped talking at this time. As the blood flowed, a blazing red blood talisman condensed in front of Zhao Xiaoyun.
Zhao Xiaoyun tremblingly took the blood talisman and looked up, but the bright blood light no longer trembled and was completely quiet.
Obviously, this bloody light was just a wisp of breath left by Sanren Xuehe. At this time, as Sanren Xuehe left, this breath also fell into silence.
"It's indeed my cousin!"
Zhao Xiaoyun held on to the blood talisman tightly, and his expression changed several times in a very short period of time.
"My cousin stood out in the battle of the Jade Stage in the high-ranking Yutai Realm, and is about to participate in the Taiyu Sheng Sect's sect competition. At this time, he wants to choose the Ji family bloodline that has ignited his heart to accompany him!"
"Opportunity! What a great opportunity!"
After walking out of Zhenhai Hall, Zhao Xiaoyun's mind was still in turmoil, and he could not calm down in a short period of time.
"If my cousin is really enthroned as the Holy Son of the Third Mountain, not only can I re-enter the Taiyu Holy Sect in an upright manner, but I can also use this to soar into the sky and soar to the top!"
Zhao Xiaoyun has been away from Taiyu Shengzong for more than a hundred years because of practicing the true mantra to shed ghosts. Although he has reached the half-step state of divine sea and soul, he has never been able to truly appear in Taiyu Shengzong.
While watching.
For a behemoth with strict regulations like the Taiyu Shengzong, leaving silently is defecting. If all the defecting creatures never leave the Yuanyan realm, the only final result will be death.
Zhao Xiaoyun has been hiding in the Taichu Territory for these years, because the Taichu Territory is the fiefdom of Ji Suiming, the Sanren of Blood River, and the Taiyu Shengzong has paid no attention to it.
After all, the True Ghost Spell is just an incomplete spell condensed by Ji Yuenian using the yin energy of heaven and earth. If Zhao Xiaoyun wants to go further, he has no choice but to join Taiyu Shengzong to practice again!
"My cousin actually specifically mentioned me to Lord Blood River, and even asked me to quietly select some potential demons and ghosts and send them to the Yuting Palace to serve as attendants. This matter is related to my cousin's evaluation of my ability, and it must not appear.
Any mistakes!"
Zhao Xiaoyun's mind was agitated, and he stood alone under the ancient door of Zhenhai Hall. The majesty of being the Lord of Tunyun Territory was no longer in his eyes, only unconcealed desire and ambition remained.