Chapter 10 Blood Order

Zhang Zixuan couldn't stand it anymore. His body, which stopped in mid-air, was slowly falling, but he saw that the sky-turning seal moved for no reason, and a trace of dust fell! In amazment, I heard the shout under the sky-turning seal: "The fight defeats the Buddha! When I come out, I will definitely deal with you!"

The wind became the bottom of the independent mountain, and the hands were pushed up, and a few traces of dust fell.

Zhang Zixuan was stunned at first, and then he was ecstatic and shocked all over. He didn't know where the aura came from, but actually stabilized his falling figure. Then he shouted loudly to Fengcheng, "Fengcheng, you're not in a hurry!" I'll let you out right away!"

Then he turned around and asked the man in black, "Senior! You see, this overturning seal has been shaken. Although I didn't do it myself, I can let them go according to the agreement, right?

To his surprise, the man in black did not have the slightest sophistry and hesitation. He nodded cheerfully, but the flame in the pair of moves seemed to be a little brighter.

The man quickly pinched his finger and waved his hand. The mountain turned into a sky-turning seal flew up in the air, wrapped in blue light, and finally slowly shrank into the original square stone shape and returned to the man's hand.

The wind gasped and leaned on the black stick in his hand to support the ground before he could stand.

Under him, Tianxue stood there, looking around at a loss. The horror in his beautiful eyes made people anxious, his charming body trembled slightly, and his half-dew chest fluctuated up and down, which was fascinating.

When the man in black saw this scene, he couldn't help but be a little shocked: can this nine-tailed fox be so enchanted without charm? No wonder Lv Yan tried his best to kill you.

"I lost for a while today and said goodbye. See you later." The man in black put the sky seal into his chest again, and this time Zhang Zixuan saw it. Originally, the chest of the man in black looked bulging because it was loaded into the sky-turning seal, but it disappeared in an instant. Obviously, it had been integrated into the body.

"Fight...Fight Victory...Buddha! If you have the ability... Don't run away!" Feng Cheng spoke big and gasped at the same time. There is quite a "Kunpeng sneeze" - what a big tone.

The man in black turned around and was about to leave, but he paused and stopped and said, "You owe me a favor. I will wait for you to pay it back."

In a word, I don't know who to say it, so I drove away, leaving only three people with a hesitant face.

"Wow! Fight and defeat the Buddha! When did I owe you a favor? Feng Cheng saw that the man went far away and fell softly on the ground, clutching the black stick tightly. Thanks to the support of the black iron stick, they were not crushed to death by the overturning seal. He is not afraid. How can the stone demon who protects the body be crushed to death by the sky-turning seal? Isn't it funny to say it?

It's just that it's all for her... Feng Cheng turned his head weakly and looked at the pink and charming woman, then smiled, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Bad boy Xuan!" Le Tian fell from the air and fell beside Zhang Zixuan like a nine-day fairy: "Bad Zixuan! I hate you so much! Whoo-hoo-hoo!"

While talking, the pink fist beat Zhang Zixuan's thin chest a few times, and a few tears flowed out of his eyes, but he quickly wiped them all with his bare hands. It was very lovable and asked with pink cherry lips, "Why? Why do you hate it so much? Dad can't find it! You bullied me! Whoo-hoo! I can't find it..."

Zhang Zixuan stretched out his right hand and touched Le Tian's soft green silk and said softly, "Tian'er, although that man is strong, it is not enough to threaten Master. I think he probably came here under the instructions of who.

"Really?" Le Tian had tears in the corners of her eyes, and she tilted her head and asked, "Didn't you lie to me?"

"Of course not!" Zhang Zixuan gently wiped away the remaining tears for Le Tian and said with a smile, "How can I lie to you?"

"Where the hell is that father?" Le Tian raised his head and asked doubtfully.

"I don't know." Zhang Zixuan shook his head with a wry smile, and then squatted down to input the aura in his body into the wind: "It's okay. It's just a little tired. Just take a break."

He said this sentence to Tianxue, who was kneeling next to Fengcheng. At this time, Tianxue had cried and swollen her eyes, and only remembered to constantly comb the wind's hair with her tender and slender hands. After Fengcheng fell into a coma, his body suddenly became smaller and shrank into his original appearance.

Zhang Zixuan couldn't bear it. He just wanted to comfort Tianxue, but his eyes seemed to be shaken by something. He fixed his eyes and saw that a bright yellow bronze medal fell in the ruins of the hut. He took a few steps, picked up the sign and looked together. It turned out to be a bright tiger head card engraved with a regular script "blood" Word. Zhang Zixuan recalled the "Hundred Books" that his master asked him to recite.

In the Xiuzhen sect, there are two major sects in the name of blood. A magic door leader who is famous in the north and south, and everyone is scared and afraid of it - Blood Gate. The doorkeeper of the Blood Gate, also known as the "blood master", is also a legendary mysterious figure who can move mountains and seas. Blood Gate has also become the only sect that can counterbalance Yijiao.

The other one is more mysterious than the blood gate. It is the first assassination organization in the Xiuzhen world, called: Blood Collection Hall. Some people once speculated that the blood collection hall was the dark part of the blood door, doing something that could not be done for the blood door. But it was not until a few days ago that he assassinated a disciple of the Blood Sect that he touched the tiger's buttocks.

Its people only take on high-level killing tasks, and the spiritual practitioners don't care about the things of yellow and white. The reward sought by the blood collection hall is either the cultivation of authentic classics or artifacts, which also makes the blood collection hall a multi-treasure sect second only to Yi Jiao and Blood Gate. Many jealous Xiuzhen sects want to get rid of this notorious Xiuzhen killer sect, and "by the way" take away the treasure of the blood collection hall. However, on the one hand, the location of the blood collection hall is too hidden, and the strength of the blood collection hall is indeed not weak, and finally let the blood collection hall survive.

The symbols of the two sects are different. The "blood order" of the blood gate is the token given by the blood gate when the task is issued. Every time you deal with a task, a blood order will be sent to the people concerned in advance to ask them to prepare. It is said that the blood order is made of a piece of jewelry with a unicorn mythical beast on it and colorful auspicious clouds in the middle, which is extremely extravagant.

The talisman of the blood collection hall is much simpler, because there will be a different token distinction for each killer task. Only when they get the personal belongings of the assassinated person and the killers receive the token of the task - the killer order, can they get the corresponding reward.

This is the killer order of the blood collection hall. Why did it appear here? Is it the master's old man... Zhang Zixuan looked at the wooden card worriedly and frowned.

In Zhang Zixuan's eyes, this token is no longer a simple thing. Maybe this brand represents the life of Lefeng.

Autumn is cool, which is the golden season of the year. Zhang Zixuan and four others went straight to the capital. According to the records in the Hundred Gate Spectrum, the contacts of the blood collection hall live in the capital, and the main rudder of the blood collection hall is also likely to be in the suburbs of the capital.

Although Di Zhong did not go to the ghost valley with the three people, everyone's expressions also knew what was going on. Even Zhang Zixuan, who had always been gentle and humble, became silent. Only when he is taught some skills will he say more words.

Zhang Zixuan didn't teach him any skills, but just taught him the basic foundation-building method, which is called: the foundation is too thin. In fact, I'm really not in this mood. I'm afraid that if I rush to teach him his skills, he will get a mistake.

Of course, Di Zhong, who is good at observing these things, is clear. Therefore, he practiced Zhang Zixuan's foundation-building skills over and over again, hoping that Zhang Zixuan could really teach him some methods of cultivation. This also makes his disciples fight much thicker than others. It's also a blessing because of misfortune.

"Brother, look! It's here!" Le Tian excitedly pointed to the gate in the distance, shouted happily, and then came down and said, "I don't know, can I find my father here?"

"If you fight to defeat the Buddha, I will guarantee it. It will never be so easy for a madman to meet the king of the dead. Besides, the cultivation of the king of the sham is much lower than his! It is expected that he does not dare to attract the soul of a madman. Feng Cheng stood on Zhang Zixuan's shoulder and rarely woke up on the road. At this time, when he heard someone talking, he couldn't help interrupting.

Zhang Zixuan smiled bitterly and secretly said that how could this spiritual man be controlled by the king of the morgue? If the shape and soul are not destroyed and turned into the underworld, the body will turn into ashes and be reborn. No matter what the end of Lefeng is, Zhang Zixuan doesn't want to see it.

If the master really destroys his Dharma and becomes the evil spirit of one side, what should I do? Zhang Zixuan shook his head in pain and tried his best to force himself not to think about it.

I was thinking that a group of four people had already entered the capital. The momentum scale of the capital is really extraordinary, and even the rich and prosperous city is like Yongle City, which does not dare to be compared with it. That's just a little witch!

When you first entered the city gate, everyone had a sudden sense of enlightenment. The width of the lane is several times wider than that of Yongle, and there are no objects on both sides of the road. Although it is less colorful and lively, there is a little more rigorous rules.

But as soon as they entered the door, they attracted the attention of most people. Tianxue's face has been covered with a layer of gauze. Even so, her figure is still graceful, graceful and eye-catching.

Le Tian looks even more charming because there is a trace of sadness on her cute and beautiful face. The evil-repelling jade with the shining green light on the neck, with Le Tian's pink clothes, shows Le Tian's lively temperament. The so-called "swords are given to heroes, and beautiful jade is matched with beautiful women". That's it.

As soon as she entered the city, she attracted the attention of most men, especially some playboys in the capital, who scrambled to inquire about the comings of several people.

At the same time, some people with intentions also noticed Zhang Zixuan and Di Zhong. Zhang Zixuan has a beautiful style, and there is always a slight smile on his face. Di Zhong was cold and silent, always bowing his head and silent. Occasionally, he looked up around, and his eyes were also full of indifference. Although the monkey on Zhang Zixuan's shoulder looks tired, his face is spiritual, which really makes people feel a little strange and extraordinary. Anyway, they don't look like ordinary people.

"Let's stay first!" Zhang Zixuan said, "I've been tired all day. Let's find the joint place of the blood collection hall tomorrow."

"Why not today?" Le Tian was a little confused.

Zhang Zixuan smiled and approached Le Tian's ear and whispered, "Di Zhong has never practiced the art ofbi gu."