Blood Stream Sect, of the four branches under Konghe Yard, occupies the first branch, borders Lingxi Sect, and is separated by a Luochen Mountain Range.
Going over the Luochen Mountain Range, even if you have entered the blood stream sect's range of influence.
Bai Xiaochun galloped all the way, with emotion, with the speed at which he built the foundation monk, he gradually reached the Luochen Mountain Range, and returned here, he was a little complicated. On the one hand, he thought of the dangers of the year, and on the other hand... he remembered the disappearance. Du Lingfei.
If there weren't the things of Luochen Mountain Range back then, there might not have been too deep contact between Bai Xiaochun and Du Lingfei, Du Lingfei would still see Bai Xiaochun displeased, just like Zhou Xinqi now.
And Bai Xiaochun also wouldn't say anything, but all this has been changed due to the changes of the Chen family in the Luochen Mountains.
With a light sigh, Bai Xiaochun walked towards the Luochen Mountain Range, and when he passed the former residence of the Luochen family, he saw that there were not too many traces there, and the vegetation was filled, as if the Luochen family had never appeared before.
And farther away, Bai Xiaochun could perceive that there is still a family there, supported by the Lingxi Sect, instead of the Luochen Family, guarding the Luochen Mountain Range.
Without attracting the attention of this family, Bai Xiaochun walked silently in the mountains and forests. Even if he is now a foundation-building monk, there are still many fierce beasts in this mountain range, which he can not provoke.
The same is true for the journey during this period. He once again saw the majesty of the entire world, as well as the amazing prehistoric behemoths.
At the same time, when he met some cultivating families on the way, he also knew the reason why the brother-in-chief had called the foundation-building monks outside the hall that day.
"Xuanxi Sect and Danxi Sect are actually at war with each other..." Bai Xiaochun remembered what Zheng Yuandong had said about the dispute over the Konghe Yard. Looking into the distance, his mind appeared in a place far away from here, Xuanxi Sect and Danxi Sect. Of war.
This battle must be earth-shattering. At the same time, Bai Xiaochun was thinking about the Blood Stream Sect and the Lingxi Sect... Maybe the battle between these two sects is not far away.
After half a month, Bai Xiaochun crossed the Luochen Mountains and finally stepped into the blood stream sect's realm. Before entering, he took a deep breath, took out the mask from the storage bag, and slowly put it on his face.
The moment the mask touched the skin, the mask immediately melted and merged with Bai Xiaochun's skin. His face quickly distorted, and an unfamiliar face gradually emerged.
Very handsome, with a trace of indifference, even Bai Xiaochun's gaze was changed by the mask at this moment, no longer gentle, but fierce and cruel.
Bai Xiaochun touched his face, and after feeling satisfied, he changed Lingxi Sect's clothes, put on his storage bag and night burial robes, his whole body transformed into a night burial.
Even the exercises in the body are hidden by the mask, it is difficult to be seen by others, and his cultivation level, to outsiders, is no longer the initial stage of foundation construction, but has become the tenth-level condensing power. Complete.
After everything fits the identity of night burial, Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, stepped out, and walked into the blood stream sect's sphere of influence. He was not in a hurry, but after entering the continent where the blood stream sect was located, he was vigilant and slow. Move slowly.
On the way here, he communicated with the ghost of the fake night burial many times, and he knew more and more about the Blood Stream Sect.
Even outside the sect, such dangers exist, and the entire blood state is filled with brutality and murder.
The question of the time he returned to the Blood Stream Sect was also easily solved. The disciples of the Blood Stream Sect were all teleported to the Blood Continent. Although some were found and returned to the Sect, according to the fake night burial, there must be some. Disciple, choose to hide and heal the wounds, and will not return to the sect until the wounds are healed.
Otherwise, if you return to the sect with injuries, the degree of danger is much greater than the outside world.
When Bai Xiaochun heard this, he was shocked and felt that this Blood Stream Sect was too terrifying, but the temptation of the eternal immortal and the analysis of the mask and identity made him gritted his teeth and did not give up.
When walking at this moment, he looked at the whole blood continent. The land was brown and seemed to have been stained with blood. According to the false night burial, he didn’t know why. It seemed that the land here has been this since history. Apparently, even the plants that grow out have a strong aggressiveness.
Along the way, Bai Xiaochun encountered a lot of such aggressive plants, some of them were directly destroyed by him, and some were frightened and avoided.
Until two months passed, Bai Xiaochun finally approached the mountain gate of the Blood Stream Sect. The mountain gate of the Blood Stream Sect, like the Lingxi Sect, was close to the Tongtian River.
At the moment when he saw the Xuexi Zongshanmen in the distance, even if Bai Xiaochun had heard about the fake night burial before, he couldn't help but his mind roared, his whole body shook, his eyes widened, and he took a breath.
Was completely shocked.
Unlike the Lingxi Sect’s seedling bridge mountain, which has seven peaks in the north and south, the mountain gate of the Blood Stream Sect is surprisingly...
A big bloody hand!
A huge bloody hand stretched out from Tongtian Hanoi, this hand seems to be grasping towards the sky, the hugeness is indescribable, because the five fingers, every finger, is a huge mountain, every mountain, They are all comparable to the size of Changdao Mountain.
And the thickest thumb was covered by a cloud of blood, making it unclear.
I don’t know how many years this hand has existed. It’s already air-dried, full of dust and rubble. When I look closer, I can only see these five slanted giant peaks!
Only by looking from a distance can you see that these five mountain peaks, and the half of the arm that connects the mountain peaks, are a bloody hand that is enough to make everyone's mind shake and shocking!
Bai Xiaochun's eyes rounded and his breathing was unsteady. Anyone who saw this scene would realize that... This is a huge earth-shaking giant who stretched out his hand before dying in Hanoi. With strong unwillingness and resentment, I want to tear open the sky...
But when it stretched out, it solidified for some reason, but the will seemed to be there, supporting the hand not to fall, and after many years, a mountain was formed.
On the mountain peaks, there are blood-colored plants and countless attics. You can still see countless Changhong flying around. The crowd is dense and full of evil spirits, making the sky gloomy.
This is the Blood Stream Sect's... Shanmen!
"It's so strong... Blood Stream Sect!" Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, and after witnessing it with his own eyes, he had an intuitive impression of the blood stream sect and its strength.
"No wonder the blood stream sect is fierce. Their sect was built on the arm of a dead person, and the fake night burial has also said that almost all the blood stream sect's techniques come from this bloody hand! "Bai Xiaochun's mind buzzed, and as he approached, the giant hand got bigger and bigger, and he gradually saw that there was a waterfall of blood on the mountain peak of this giant hand.
Upon closer inspection, it seemed that this big hand was constantly sucking the water of the Tongtian River. After the transformation, when it overflowed from some broken places of this arm, the original golden river water turned red.
And this red color is also the foundation of Lingxi Sect's cultivation.
"Spirit blood!" Bai Xiaochun was frightened, and his mind quickly came to the introduction of the blood stream sect on the way to the fake night burial.
The system of the Blood Stream Sect has similarities and differences with the Lingxi Sect. The similarities are that there are also handymen, outer disciples, and inner disciples. The difference is that the Blood Stream Sect has no inheritance sequence, and some are blood. son.
Generally speaking, the ranks are strict, and the handyman is not qualified to live in the hands, and can only be on the ground under this arm, forming the outer scope of the entire Blood Stream Sect.
There are the largest number of people there, and countless buildings have been built, spreading three directions, one ring and one ring.
Only when you become an outer disciple can you be qualified to leave the ground and live on the arm of this hand, where the entire arm is larger.
Only when you become an inner disciple can you be qualified to live on the back of your hand.
As for the peaks formed by the five fingers, in addition to the thumb, the other four peaks are divided into the lower finger and the upper finger. The lower finger is the area where the foundation-building monks can live. It is the elder.
As for the upper finger, there is only one person qualified to live in that large area, that is, the great elder of each peak, whose status is comparable to the leader of the Lingxi Sect, but because there are few peaks, they are qualified to become the great elder. For the good ones.
Going up is the fingertips. Throughout the ages, since the beginning of the Blood Stream Sect, only the blood of the peaks in the past are qualified to live at the fingertips. That is status and a sign of strength.
The Blood Son was even more noticeable. It was the pinnacle beyond the thumb in the entire Lingxi Sect system, sitting on the same level as the head, and the elder of the mountain on which he was located had to obey orders.
Any one of the disciples of the Blood Stream Sect dreams that one day they can become the blood son of a mountain, and in the entire Blood Stream Sect, there are at most four blood sons in the past dynasties, and one mountain peak.
As for the thumb, there is no blood, because the thumb filled with blood mist is the forbidden area of the sect, the ancestor of the blood stream sect, the Supreme Elder, and everyone who steps into the golden core lives on the thumb.
There are also those who have been promoted to the golden core among the blood of the past, become the blood break, will also step into the thumb, become an amazing generation in position, above the elders, and below the ancestors.
And at the bottom of the thumb, that area, like a gate guarding the thumb, is the place where the head of the blood stream sect is located, and manages the entire sect.
"Five mountain peaks, the thumb is called Zufeng! The index finger is called Shifeng, the middle finger is the middle peak, the ring finger is the nameless peak, and the little finger at the end is called Shaoze Peak!"
"Ziefeng refining corpses, Zhongfeng blood sword, Wumingfeng refining demon head, Shaozefeng demon blood refining!" Bai Xiaochun was getting closer and closer to the Blood Stream Zongshan Gate, and all the information he knew appeared in his mind.
Especially when he thought of the disciples of the Blood Stream Sect in the Falling Sword World, some of them are indeed ghast-like demon heads, some are like Xu Xiaoshan, and others are like Song Que. The ones are blood swords, and some are more powerful, obviously Shao Zefeng's demon blood refining body.
The entire Blood Stream Sect, at this moment, clearly appeared in front of Bai Xiaochun's eyes, as his gaze swept over, one by one confirmed.
But at the moment when his mind was shaking, and he slowed down a little nervously, but was still getting closer and closer to this hand, suddenly, Bai Xiaochun's complexion changed drastically. After he took a step, he stepped into a certain range. Suddenly, the Immortal Longevity Kung in his body turned on its own, conveying a strong desire.
At the same time, that big hand seemed as usual, but in Bai Xiaochun's feelings, at this moment, there was an even more majestic call!
In this call, there is an unprecedented kindness!
"How is this possible!" Bai Xiaochun's mind suddenly roared, and all the anxiety and hesitation disappeared, feeling the familiar familiarity that seemed to be in the same vein, and was moved by a thought that emerged in his mind. (To be continued.)