"Brother Zou, I haven't seen you for a long time. I hope you are well."
An old voice sounded, and then a hunchbacked old man walked out of the bone boat.
Half of the old man's body was skinny and the other half was full of flesh and blood, which was very strange.
"I am Zou Junxin, the junior leader of Juexiao Sect, and I am here to pay my respects to Blood Lord of Yinling Temple." Zou Junxin forced a smile and performed the etiquette of a junior. "It seems that your Law of Withering and Flourishing has improved over the past thousand years, and you will soon reach the state of Transformation."
"Haha, Brother Zou, please don't embarrass me. These thousand-year-old shackles cannot be broken just by saying so."
The Blood Lord laughed a few times, stepped off the bone boat, and stepped onto the Falling Flower Heavenly Dao Platform.
At this time, Xi Xiaofeng had already left the Taoist platform with several other high-ranking members of the sect and Bai Zhanying.
This is no longer an occasion for them to participate.
Even though it seems that Blood Lord and Zou Junxin are getting along very well now, in the great war between immortals and demons a thousand years ago, they were fierce enemies fighting to the death.
The Blood Lord had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage a thousand years ago, but has not been able to break through to the Spiritualization stage until now. Even his current half-withered and half-thriving state is all thanks to Zou Junxin.
Zou Junxin was not much better off. He was severely injured by the Blood Lord a thousand years ago, and his foundation has suffered irreversible damage, which makes him dare not take another step forward.
Because if you are not careful, the hidden injury will explode and you will die.
Chapter 63: Rumors of the Saint (Thanks to VV for the 10,000-dollar reward)
"I wonder why Lord Blood is visiting Juexiao Sect this time?"
Zou Junxin asked with a smile.
Asking knowingly...
The Blood Lord stroked his long beard, looking helpless.
"Isn't it our new Saint? She pestered me, saying that she must come out to see the world... and meet the legendary geniuses of the Immortal Realm who suppressed the world for a lifetime."
After saying that, the Blood Lord raised his eyes to scan the seekers and the second generation of immortals below, and took a closer look at the evil ghost lurking in the shadows, then retracted his gaze and said with a smile,
"What a pity, she might be disappointed..."
The veins on Zou Junxin's forehead were slightly visible.
It is a fact that the Juexiao Sect has been in a period of transition over the past thousand years.
After all, the Juexiao Sect was the first to bear the brunt of the war between immortals and demons thousands of years ago. As the leader of the immortal realm - at least they consider themselves the leader of the immortal realm, the Juexiao Sect is the main force on any front.
Therefore, after the war, the Juexiao Sect was the one that suffered the most damage.
Over the past thousand years, several newly emerged fairyland sects have seized a lot of the fairyland's fortune. In several secret realm battles, the Juexiao Sect has been at a disadvantage, and the sect has been deteriorating.
What’s worse is that hundreds of years ago, a shocking incident occurred, which almost caused the Juexiao Sect to be unable to recover.
Until now, there hasn’t even been a genius worthy of mention.
One must at least enter the foundation-building stage within half a century to be called a genius.
"Master Blood, can you let me meet Her Highness the Saint?" Zou Junxin bowed and saluted. "I heard that Her Highness the Saint is the number one prodigy in the Demon Abyss, and is also the heir to a certain ancient heritage."
"Heh..."
The Blood Lord was originally planning to keep the secret, but he heard a burst of exclamations from the seekers below.
He looked up at the bone boat, and saw a beautiful petite figure standing on it, looking down at everyone with cold and strange vertical pupils.
"Why did she come out..."
The Blood Lord was secretly shocked. Her Highness the Saint didn't like to see people. In most cases, she wouldn't even leave the room without his order.
It was indeed the Saint Girl who proposed to challenge the geniuses everywhere, but it seemed more like she was looking for someone. It was only later that the Yin Ling Temple added fuel to the fire, which led to the current situation.
On the bone boat.
"Where are you?"
The strange vertical pupils kept searching, and wherever they touched, everyone was terrified.
The seed of fear spread through these beautiful eyes.
But nothing was found.
"Obviously... I have a feeling..."
"You're here, aren't you?"
"No... You don't seem to be here again..."
The petite figure was silent for a while.
Close your eyes.
"Still... I can't find her."
As the petite figure on the bone boat disappeared, the panic around them gradually eased, and everyone began to chatter about Her Highness the Saint.
"Is this the Saint of the Demon Abyss? She's so beautiful... But why does she look so young?"
"Hush, don't be fooled by her fragile appearance, she is a vicious woman with a heart of a scorpion... A vicious woman! I don't know how many lives she has taken!"
"It is said that she eats the hearts of ten young girls and drinks the blood of ten young boys every day... It's so scary..."
"Have you seen the broken blade on her waist? It is said to be a very evil weapon that can drain all the blood from a person in an instant, turning them into a dried corpse in the blink of an eye!"
"She also has a coffin. Someone took a peek and found an ancient evil hidden inside!"
This new Holy Lady has become a hot topic in both the Demonic Abyss and the Immortal Realm.
As for these rumors, some were deliberately spread by the Yinling Temple, while others were simply false rumors that became more and more outrageous.
The Blood Lord was very satisfied with the effect of Her Highness the Saint's appearance. The wrinkles on his face were slightly smoothed out, and he looked at Zou Junxin with a smile on his face.
"Brother Zou, how about letting the new generation learn from each other?"
He paused, deliberately lengthening his voice.
"Or...brother, do you think it's inappropriate?"
How could it be wrong to say this at this time...
Zou Junxin sighed inwardly. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he had no choice but to accept it.
"Mr. Blood Lord, how do you say... to spar?"
"Foundation Building, Soul Condensation, Innate... Each of them will send out several people to fight," the Blood Lord was well prepared, tapping the table with his fingers, "No limit on lifespan, only on cultivation level, how do you think?"
Upon hearing this, Zou Junxin was slightly stunned.
It's not because the Blood Lord's request for the sparring was excessive, but... it was too lenient.
You know, the Yinling Temple has another powerful weapon, and the Saint Maiden is at the peak of foundation building within half a century.
No matter what means she used to get promoted, at this age and with this level of cultivation, she is invincible among her peers.
But at the same level... that's not necessarily the case.
Most of them are people who have been immersed in the peak of foundation building for many years, trying hard to form pills but to no avail. Although they cannot break through the foundation building, their combat power is far beyond that of ordinary peak foundation building people.
The Blood Lord would know this, but his action...
It's arrogant.
Absolute arrogance towards the Saint's strength.
Zou Junxin hesitated for a moment and nodded.
"Of course... no problem."
In any case, this is the only chance to save face.
After hearing the answer, a slight smile appeared on the Blood Lord's wrinkled face.
... ... .
At the same time, in the Dark Water Prison.
After the man in black robe escorted Luo Xue alone to the dungeon under the dark river of Mingshuijian, he left.
During this time he didn't say a word, like a shadow.
After calming down a little, Luo Xue recalled what happened at that time.
"It seems that when it felt the threat of death, the Xuanyin Huafeng Sutra started to work automatically."
Luo Xue scratched the back of her head.
"But what about this spiritual confrontation... Could it be that the Xuanyin Phoenix Sutra has other effects?"
The reason why she did not use the Xuanyin Huafeng Sutra when fighting with Kong Lianbin was that she was worried that it would be discovered by the outside world.
Luo Xue didn't know whether the polluted Luohuatian small world could still be spied on by the outside world.
By the time Kong Lianbin summoned the bone-eating devilish flame, it was already too late to use it.
But I never thought that in the blink of an eye, I had already used...
“I didn’t expect this result.”
Luo Xue looked up at the sky.
There were rippling water waves above the dungeon. The sunlight from the outside world was already much weaker when it fell into the Dark Water Stream. By the time it passed through the deep water curtain and reached the depths of the dungeon, only a few rays were left.
"It seems that I can't escape death in this life. My strength... is not enough. Without soul-enriching, I am powerless to fight against the assassin."
Luo Xue was feeling depressed. She found a secluded corner in the dungeon and squatted down.
Once upon a time, when she was enduring natural disasters again and again in the endless wasteland, she was just like now, huddled in a corner, lonely.
No one to rely on.
"Want a drink?"
The steaming cup of tea was held in front of her.
"Thanks."
Luo Xue took it.
Then her eyes widened, and when she looked up she saw a pair of cunning eyes with a smile.
Chapter 64: The Past of the Senior Sister
Bai Zhanying walked alone on the Luohuatian Trail.
There was no one around.
She is very confused.
On one side is the sect, and on the other side is Xiaoxue.
On one side is the innocent little sister with whom he has lived for twelve years, and on the other side is a deeply hidden evil cultivator.
Bai Zhanying slowly closed his eyes.
What appeared in my mind was Xiaoxue’s last look. Her eyes were still as clear as ever.
so...
Who should she trust
She...what to do
Bai Zhanying hasn't encountered such a situation for a long, long time.
Unknowingly, Bai Zhanying walked to the most deserted and remote corner of Luohuatian.
This place is far away from the main peak of Luohuatian, and is surrounded by desolate dead trees, with only a stone platform and two stone benches left.
Bai Zhanying walked over and sat on the smaller stone bench.
There was a long silence.
Memories of the past came flooding back to my mind.
A gorgeous woman holding a wine gourd sat opposite the stone table, lazily watching the young girl's practice.
"Master... How should I choose?"