Chapter 35 Dishappily

Qianfeng Mountain, thousands of blood spirits abroad

The sudden dispersion of the blood cloud made Qing Yunzi very surprised. As far as he knew, before the disaster, there was a sacred weapon of killing. On the day of birth, the blood cloud in the air did not disperse for nine days, but somehow, the blood cloud disappeared in less than three days, which made Qing Yunzi more confused about his speculation.

The dissipation of the blood cloud made the old man in black robe confused. He said to himself, "Why is it like this? It's impossible?"

"Hahaha, what a great disaster is coming, what a holy weapon is killing, it's all bullshit. I won't accompany you." After saying that, a sword light flashed away, the man with the sword on his back stepped on the sword, and his figure slowly disappeared in the east.

"Wuji Taoist friends are still so crazy, it's really..." Qing Yunzi sighed.

Seeing this, the bald man couldn't help asking, "Qingyun Laodao, I don't know if there is anything wrong. It's a good thing for the blood cloud to dissipate. Why is there no pleasure on his face, but there is a trace of doubt? What's the reason?"

"Well, I'm not sure about this matter. I hope it's not a bad thing, hey..." Qing Yunzi did not answer directly, but the other six people understood the deep meaning.

The old man in black robe hugged his fists and said, "Qingyun Taoist friend, I think something is strange. I'm afraid it won't be so simple. Let's wait for the trial disciple to come out and make a plan."

"What the ghost friends said is extremely true, or the ghost friends are thoughtful."

"Since it's not as said before, I won't accompany you. I'll leave." The firelight flashed and disappeared out of thin air.

"Old Huo Ling is really powerful. I haven't seen him for many years, but he actually has such a cultivation. I'm afraid it will take more time to deal with him every day." Mrs. Cui said in her heart, the red sleeves gently brushed, turned into a little red light, and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Qingyun Laodao, old ghost, since there is nothing to do here, I won't stay any more. Say goodbye." The man in the imperial suit shook his body, turned into a golden dragon, got into the clouds, and left here.

"Ghost friend, it's rare for the emperor to greet you. He has never been like this in the past." Qing Yunzi joked.

"If the Taoist friend says so, if the emperor hears it, I'm afraid he will be angry with me. Although I'm not afraid of him, his practice of "Kowloon Flying Secret" is very magical, as if he was born to restrain my "Shadow Dark Soul Secret". Even if my cultivation is much higher than him, it is quite uncomfortable to fight."

"I didn't expect that Taoist friends could say this. I'm afraid the emperor will be surprised to hear it."

Above the sky, a voice came from the sky, "Old ghost, you can say that you can't do it in front of others. My emperor admires it. He will definitely go to Yinshan to ask for trouble every day."

The old man in black was depressed. He didn't expect that the emperor had not left yet. He waved his right hand and floated into a black smoke to the southwest.

Qingyunzi shook his head helplessly, waved the dust in his hand, disappeared out of thin air in an instant, and returned to Qingyun School.

Thousands of Blood Spiritual Realm, Extinction Swamp, Poisonous Cliff

Several people in the rest of their lives after the disaster thanked Xia Houtian one after another. Xia Houtian just smiled and did not speak, which was quite silent at this time.

A immortal man in a red robe said, "Xiahou Taoist friend, I don't know where the brown gourd is now. Is it obtained by Taoist friends?"

As soon as the man said the words, the other people asked one after another, and their anger suddenly became nervous. Zhang Ming saw this and said angrily, "You ungrateful things, I don't know if it was Xia Houtian who saved us? They actually wanted to kill our benefactors for the sake of the treasures."

"Zhang Ming, don't think I don't know. You and Xia Houtian are brothers from the same sect. If you hand over the gourd, you will definitely be valued by the sect. The elixirs are not a matter of words, but we not only have suffered heavy casualties, but also if we don't have a satisfactory answer. How can we be worthy of our dead peers?

After the man finished speaking, Xia Houtian did not refute, but glanced around, and then said, "What everyone said is reasonable. It should be."

"Brother, you••••••"

Xia Houtian waved his hand to stop Zhang Ming from continuing to say, and then said, "But I didn't get the gourd. When I picked it up, the gourd rushed into the blood cloud. I don't know where it is now."

To be honest, Xia Houtian's reason was very far-fetched. Everyone couldn't believe it for a while, but seeing that Xia Houtian's face was firm and he didn't seem to be lying, he suddenly didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, a man in white said, "I have a way to know if what he said is true."

The words of the man in white instantly lit up the hearts of everyone and asked the man to say a way, which not only made Xia Houtian have nothing to say, but also without having to carry the scolding of kindness and revenge.

You should know that immortals only pay attention to cause and effect. If they kill those who are grateful for no reason, they will have no progress for life, and there is no hope of immortality.

It turned out that the man in white undoubtedly got a treasure, which has the effect of going back to the source, which can make time go back and restore the images that happened in the past.

Just as everyone asked the man in white to take out the treasure immediately, the man in white held his chest with his hands and did not move.

"What's wrong with you? Check it with the treasure quickly so that you can know what the matter is?"

The man in white was not in a hurry. He straightened his sleeves and said, "This treasure is a disposable magic weapon. Isn't it too easy for me to take it out?"

The man in white stretched out his right hand, rubbing his thumb with his index finger, waiting for a reply.

Is this obviously a benefit? If you still don't understand such a simple gesture, then don't fool around in the immortal world.

It's right to think about it. Why do you let others take out the treasure for no reason? What's more, it's a one-time one-time, which is a little unhuman. But the master's promise was still in his ears, and the rest of them calculated together and said, "We will produce 500 spiritual stones and a medium-grade magic weapon to exchange your treasures."

The man in white was overjoyed, but his face was quite hesitant. He seemed to think for a while, stamped his feet and said, "Okay."

In fact, the man in white is laughing secretly in his heart. There is no doubt that the waste he got is wonderful and strange, but he has no intention of cultivation. It is worthwhile to get such a harvest this time.

Xia Houtian was also very curious about such a treasure in his heart, but he did not ask on the spot. His eyes turned around, as if he had made up his mind.

The man in white asked everyone to retreat and put a green round mirror into the big pit. He didn't know what to say. The round mirror slowly floated up. With a "bang", it turned into fragments and fell down, but an image appeared in the air. It was the moment when the gourd flew to the blood cloud.

After only lasted for a few seconds, the image gradually blurred, and finally disappeared into the air. The rest of them smiled bitterly. They didn't want to spend so much, but they actually got such a result. They came forward one by one and apologized to Xia Houtian.

Xia Houtian still smiled, but in fact, he was afraid that he was going to die. Fortunately, the treasure seemed to be incomplete, which did not make Xia Houtian wear a gang. Then he turned his eyes to the man in white and nodded.

The man in white was a little panicked and turned his face away. He didn't dare to look at Xia Houtian. After all, if Xia Houzhen stole the gourd, he was the one who exposed it. Xia Houtian was still so calm, which surprised him.

"Listen to me. Just now, everyone was also ordered by the teacher and had to act like this. However, since the truth is clear, please prove one or two for Xia Houtian, so as not to leave messages everywhere. I'm here to thank you."

"Brother Xiahou is too modest. We should do such a small thing. Now that we have come to this far, we will leave."

Everyone scattered and began to collect the flowers. Xia Houtian also listened to Sister Yu's instructions and flew to the cliff.

They have long aimed at the relics of the dead immortals, but when they take a look, all the spiritual stones and magic weapons have been eroded and have no effect at all.

Soon, Xiahou Tian found the trace of Tiansha grass in a cave and slowly walked in. There were more and more Tiansha grass, and the years were getting longer and longer. Xia Houtian was very happy to pick it.

"These should be enough. If you want to listen to Sister Yu, you should also be satisfied."

Suddenly, there was a sound from the cave. Xia Houtian got up and was on guard. The tortoise shell shield was in front of him, and the two swords of Qingsong and Qingtian were on the side and explored the cave.

A pair of birds appeared in front of Xia Houtian. The bird was wet all over, and its eyes were not really open. It made a sound while eating the eggshell.

Xia Houtian was so happy that he seemed to think of something. He pinched his hands and banned it. After receiving the "Hongmeng Realm", he turned around and left here.

Everyone has dispersed one after another, and only Zhang Ming is still in place, waiting for Xia Houtian.

Seeing Xia Houtian flying down from the cliff, Zhang Ming asked, "Brother, I don't know what's on the cliff, so that my brother even gave up the Youtan flowers?"

"It's nothing. It's just what Elder Feng asked for. Youtan flowers are not in a hurry. It's okay to pick them again later."

"So that's it. Fortunately, I picked more. It's been hundreds of years. Let's give some to my younger brother."

Xia Houtian hurriedly declined and said, "How can this be? Brother is about to build a foundation. He needs these more than I do. I can't want it."

Zhang Ming pretended to be angry and threw a few jade boxes into Xia Houtian's arms. As soon as he moved his body, he galloped away into the distance. A voice came from the air: "Brother, take it, or you won't take me as a friend. Brother, take care."

Looking at the figure gradually disappearing in the distance, Xia Houtian felt warmth in his heart. The friendship between men was like this.

He opened the jade box and found that they were all 500-year-old treasures, which could be exchanged for the foundation elixir, but Xia Houtian did not have this idea. He decided to collect materials and refine them by himself.

It was all implanted into the "Hongmeng Realm". Xia Houtian moved and collected it everywhere, and all the herbs he saw were implanted into the "Hongmeng Realm".

"It's almost done. It's been spent here for many days. Let's go somewhere else. Maybe there will be some unexpected harvest."

At this time, Xia Houtian couldn't help thinking of what the long hair said about Bibo Tan. The map of the spiritual realm came to his mind, and he chose the direction. He pinched the formula with his hand, and his body moved and galloped towards Bi Botan.

Poisonous Sky Cliff lives up to the hustle and bustle of the past, leaving only the scorched black soil and bones everywhere, as if telling something to people. Maybe a hundred years later, when the thousand-blooded spiritual realm opens again, future generations will come here and continue the exploration of the predecessors.

As long as there are immortals, killing and fighting will not stop until the end of the world.