When Kang Long woke up, it was already the early morning of the next day. When he got up, he found that he was no longer in front of the blood altar, but in the temporary tent of the Shenwu Army.
Hearing the sound of Kang Long getting up, Zhuge Qian and others all rushed in. The old Taoist Mie Jie was the most excited. He immediately ran to Kang Long, grabbed his arm, and said in a trembling voice: "Sage, have you noticed? The secret of Jinque Palace?"
Zhuge Qian slapped his hand away and said with some dissatisfaction: "Taoist Master Miejie, how can you still look like a master? My lord fainted for no reason yesterday, but after the inspection, no reason could be found. Today, my lord just woke up. You don't care about my lord's health, but you are anxious to ask about the Golden Palace. What do you mean? What does it mean to be my lord?"
The old Taoist Miejie awkwardly pulled his dry yellow beard and said: "Hey, um, I got carried away for a moment, sorry, sorry! Fortunately, the saint's pulse is stable, and his vitality seems to be advancing instead of retreating, showing signs of perfection. That's why I asked this question. By the way, Holy One, what happened to you yesterday that caused you to faint? After thinking about it all night, I felt that what happened to the Saint yesterday seemed to be similar to the signs of mental distress recorded in the supreme classics of our sect. I wonder if that’s the case?”
Kang Long's heart was slightly shaken, but the wisdom in the sea of consciousness said: "This little Taoist priest is quite knowledgeable, and he actually knows what it means to hurt the soul. But it's a pity that something went wrong in his practice, and disaster is not far away. Master, do you want to save him?"
Kang Long was silent, but he communicated with Lingzhi in the sea of consciousness, "Lingzhi, you said yesterday that you have existed for tens of thousands of years and can be regarded as an old-timer. In the future, don't call me master, just call me my master." Name it."
Lingzhi said disapprovingly: "Master is just a code name for me. Do you really think you are my master? Haha, don't be surprised. Our relationship is between the spirit and the host, not the relationship between the spirit and the host. It is a master-servant relationship. You call me Lingzhi, and I call you master. In fact, both Lingzhi and master are just code names. However, due to the rules, I must call you master."
When Kang Long heard what he said, he became a little depressed. He had misunderstood the co-authorship. After thinking about it, he did not dare to communicate too much with Lingzhi for the time being, so he stopped thinking about it and thought about himself. When his spiritual consciousness returned, he saw the wrinkled old face of Old Master Miejie almost touching his own. He looked at himself nervously. He felt a chill for no reason. He quickly pushed Old Master Miejie away and screamed while protecting his face. He said: "Ah, you old man, why are you so close to me?"
Zhuge Qian and others were originally looking at Kang Long as nervously as the old Taoist Master Miejie, but when they saw Kang Long's interesting movements, they all burst into laughter.
The old Taoist Mie Jie kept tugging at his beard in depression, rolled his eyes, and said depressedly: "Lord Saint, don't I care about you? What you say makes me sad!"
"What did you ask me just now?" Kang Long stood up depressedly and walked out of the big tent. Seeing that the blood evil mist seemed to be a little lighter, he was a little surprised and didn't know what happened. "Hey, this blood evil mist The miasma seems to have faded a bit, what happened?"
Ma Benlei said from the side: "Brother, I heard that several people sprayed their blood on the blood altar yesterday, and some strange changes occurred. Since yesterday at Unity Time, the blood evil miasma has begun to be affected by the blood altar. As it is absorbed, this blood evil miasma will continue to fade."
"Oh, there's another thing? Who are the people who sprayed their blood essence onto the blood altar? Could it be that these people have some extraordinary origins and can actually communicate with the blood altar?" Kang Long said with a surprised look on his face.
"Indeed, that's true. However, Pindao thought that those people were not really able to communicate with the Blood Altar, but only inadvertently touched the restrictions on the Blood Altar and made it start to operate. Pindao just asked the saint if he had discovered the Golden Palace.
"Secret, and also ask the saint, did he hurt his spirit yesterday because of communicating with the blood altar?" Old Taoist Miejie asked hurriedly.
"The little Taoist is right. It is true that the restriction of the Blood Spirit Platform has been triggered, so the blood spirits outside will be continuously absorbed by the Blood Spirit Platform." Lingzhi seemed to be able to hear the words of people outside. After hearing Miejie's words
, couldn’t help but add.
"Blood Spirit Platform? Is the real name of this blood altar called Blood Spirit Platform? It seems that there is no special record in any classics. Lingzhi, since you claim to know everything about these three thousand yuan worlds, then you must know about the Blood Spirit Platform
Things. Can you tell me, is the Golden Que Palace down here? And my current spiritual consciousness is so weak, I think there should be a way to cultivate spiritual consciousness. Can I cultivate spiritual consciousness in the sea of consciousness now? "
Kang Long asked doubtfully.
"Of course not!" Lingzhi said solemnly, "Your current consciousness is too weak. If you practice in the sea of consciousness, you might turn yourself into an immobile waste. You must first remove the three souls and seven souls.
Only when all the condensations are completed can you start to cultivate your spiritual consciousness. As for the secrets here, of course I know all. However, I can't tell you for the time being. If the master wants to know, he must explore it himself. This is also restricted by the rules, there is no way." said
Later, Lingzhi sounded a little helpless.
"So that's it!" Kang Long suddenly realized, and then asked several people, "By the way, which ones sprayed the blood?"
"Chai Rong, Zhao Kuangyin and a few others, but I heard that they could not find the entrance to the blood altar. After spraying the blood, they could not withstand the pressure of the blood mist barrier, so they all returned to their respective stations. They planned to wait for the blood mist.
After the barrier is completely absorbed by the blood altar, you can enter again." Zhuge Qian answered from the side. After listening, Kang Long nodded and started thinking.
"Sage, you haven't answered the poor Taoist's question yet." The old Taoist Mie Jie looked at everyone carefully on the side, and then asked aloud.
Kang Long looked at a few people and saw that they were all looking at him with concern. Thinking that it wouldn't matter even if he told them something, he nodded and said: "Well, I did find out something about Jinque Palace, but
I haven’t found the portal to the blood altar yet. What you just said is right. I have indeed successfully communicated with the blood altar, and my soul was injured because of it. But it is completely healed now, and from now on, I can continue at any time.
Communicate with the Blood Altar. Haha, it seems that God is on our side. How about it? Are you looking forward to entering the Golden Palace?"
The eyes of the old Taoist Mie Jie shone, and he almost jumped up with joy, saying: "It is indeed so! I have long seen that the Saint is a unique person in this world, haha! Lord Saint, when will we go in? I have not seen it yet.
Some can’t wait!”
Kang Long touched his nose and gave a depressed smile. This old master of annihilation was really a thick-skinned guy. He reached behind him and touched nothing, and suddenly found that his Blood Wolf Knife was missing. No wonder he woke up.
After coming over, I always felt that something was wrong, so I asked Ma Benlei next to me: "Second brother, where is my Blood Wolf Sword?"
"Blood Wolf Sword? Didn't you see it? Isn't it always on my body? Can I lose it?" Ma Benlei asked strangely.
Kang Long felt that something was wrong. He suddenly remembered the conversation he overheard at the human alliance camp that day. He suddenly turned to look at the old Taoist Mie Jie. He found that all the disciples following him were there except Jue Jian. He asked in surprise: "
Taoist Master Miejie, where is your disciple Juejian?"
Seeing that Kang Long's expression was not right and his tone was even more angry, the old Taoist Mie Jie felt something was not good. He hurriedly said: "Sir, don't be anxious! I'll ask you now. If it's really a disciple of Pin Dao who did this?"
I will definitely give an explanation to the Holy One for this shameful matter!"
As the old Taoist said, he looked back at his disciples and found that Jue Jian was missing. He quickly asked the other disciples: "Where is the Jue Jian boy?"
The twenty or so disciples all shook their heads, expressing their ignorance. One of them, a relatively honest-looking Taoist priest, said with some fear: "Master, the second senior brother got up in the morning and left secretly. I remember that when he left, he was holding something in his hand.
A big wooden box."
The old Taoist Miejie's expression turned ugly for a moment, and he quickly explained to Kang Long: "Lord Saint, please don't misunderstand me, even the poor Taoist didn't know about this! Juejian, the boy who can kill a thousand swords, probably did it because he saw Lord Saint's sword is so powerful.
, and then he became greedy." He kept explaining and stamping his feet anxiously, but in the end he gritted his teeth and said to his two proud disciples: "Jue Xiang, Juekong, you two go quickly and give me this traitor.
Capture him and bring him back! If you dare to resist, your cultivation will be destroyed on the spot, and you must retrieve your weapons for me!"
The two people's faces tightened. After agreeing, they opened the tent and ran out quickly, following the direction indicated by the honest disciple, chasing the Jue Sword.
Kang Long's expression turned grim and he looked at everyone. The Blood Wolf Sword was of great significance to him. It was his most advantageous weapon at the moment, and there seemed to be some secret hidden in the sword. If it was stolen by the sword,
, it would be difficult for him to get back Jin Chengzi who was given to Daomen. Kang Long didn’t know much about what kind of person Jin Chengzi was, but judging from the few times he had contacted him, Jin Chengzi was definitely not a person.
The master was easy to deal with, and behind him stood the behemoth Dao Men. The more Kang Long thought about it, the more depressed he felt. He had always carried the Blood Wolf Sword on his back, never thinking that it would be stolen one day.
Looking at the livid face of Kang Long, Old Taoist Miejie suddenly realized that this knife might have a very special meaning to Kang Long, otherwise, he wouldn't be so nervous. The more this happened, the more depressed Taoist Miejie felt, and he felt early in his heart.
He scolded all the eighteen generations of Juejian's ancestors. "Lord Saint, don't be impatient. That boy Juejian has just left, so he must not have gone very far. Juexiang, Juekong and Juekong are both proud disciples of poor Taoism.
, Xuan Gong is much better than that kid, I believe I can bring the Blood Wolf Sword back to Lord Saint soon."
"Huh, I hope it's as you said, otherwise, huh!" Kang Long paced back and forth in the tent in annoyance, "Old Taoist Miejie, you'd better send someone to the Taoist gate to have a look. This absolute sword is extremely powerful.
It's possible that he has colluded with people from the Taoist sect." Kang Long saw that the old Taoist Miejie's face was stunned, and he didn't seem to understand. He simply reminded: "He seems to be very close to Jin Chengzi. Jin Chengzi has asked me about the blood wolf many times.
The origin of the knife.”
Miejie was completely angry this time. What he was most afraid of was that his disciples would get too close to other sects and do something to deceive their masters and destroy their ancestors. So he shouted angrily: "I'll go find Jin Chengzi now."
Niubi asked clearly!"
Although everyone was depressed, they couldn't help but smile. He was an experienced Taoist himself, but he called Jin Chengzi a fool. He was probably confused. Miejie saluted Kang Long, then turned around and rushed out of the tent angrily, heading straight for the Taoist door.