I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 139 Dan Marrow
Tu Shanjun's tall body protected Wen Yue by his side, and looked at the three people in front of him solemnly.

The ancestor of Yuan Lingzong dismissed it.

Stare straight ahead.

Lu Guang, the head of the Five Spirits Sect, flew here as a yin god with the help of spiritual objects.

Lu Guang glanced at Tu Shanjun, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

There are countless evil ghosts in Xiaoling Prefecture who have practiced Qi and achieved perfection. Tu Shanjun feels very strange to him, and he should not be a ghost born in Xiaoling Prefecture.

Wen Yue, who was guarded by Mr. Tu Shan, did not attract his attention. The strength of the seventh level of Qi training was too ordinary.

Mr. Tu Shan couldn't tell what the opponent's body was, and even he could barely distinguish the opponent's level of strength. The Foundation Establishment cultivator was indeed not something he, a demon with perfect Qi training, could peep at.

Look ahead.

The quality of ghosts in the three-layer blood pool is higher, but the number is very small.

They all hid far away, away from the huge blood-colored coffin.

The coffin was bound and fixed by iron chains as thick as a child's arm, and the formation inside was very similar to the eight-pillar blood lock trap.

"Go, open the hanging coffin."

The ancestor of Yuan Lingzong glanced at Cheng Hui.

There was fear and deep panic in Cheng Hui's eyes. He didn't expect the ancestors of the two foundation establishments to arrive so soon, and they just stopped him who wanted to take out the third layer of resources.

"Senior, I am a junior in the Qi training period, how can I open this thing." Cheng Hui still wanted to struggle, gritted his teeth, and spit out a few words.

Old Ancestor Feng looked at Cheng Hui, and said flatly, "You were the one who put the news into Yuan Lingzong 15 years ago, right?"

Cheng Hui's complexion changed drastically, his black pupils kept shrinking, and he lost his voice in horror: "Impossible, how could you know this."

He himself didn't come forward, he just let Yuan Lingzong know the news.

Because he calculated that the lifespan of the ancestor of the Yuan Lingzong is not long, at most there are more than 30 to [-] years, if he does not make a breakthrough, he will die of old age at the peak of foundation establishment.

Therefore, he used other people to spread the news to Yuan Lingzong.

As for the news, of course it is the 'Blood Jade Alchemy Marrow', a heaven and earth spiritual object that can help the Foundation Establishment cultivators advance to the Golden Core.

This thing also belongs to the innermost treasure of the Blood Spirit Hall, which can increase the chance of monks forming alchemy by [-]%.

The patriarch of Yuan Lingzong turned his eyes away from Cheng Hui and looked at the mysterious coffin in front of him.

"If you want people not to know, unless you do nothing yourself."

"It's too coincidental, it's really suspicious."

Feng Laozu still answered Cheng Hui's question.

He is indeed near the end of his life and wants to seek a breakthrough.

I used to look for a spiritual object that I hadn't seen for decades, and when I suddenly heard the news, I was overjoyed, of course, but I doubted whether someone would use this matter to make a fuss.

When he learned that the internal blood array had disintegrated, Feng Patriarch knew that someone who knew the Blood Spirit Palace must have come in.

Whether he found the secrets about the Blood Spirit Hall from the classics, or the remnants of the former Blood Spirit Hall, it meant that what he was looking for had already appeared.

"If it wasn't for the old man's permission, the big formation outside the Blood Spirit Hall would not be able to gather the evil spirit that was activated."

Hearing what Old Ancestor Feng said, Lu Guang was not delighted, but deeply shuddered, and said sharply: "Senior Feng, the sect will be executed by the superior cultivators for interfering with the development of ordinary people, how dare you take such a big offense? "

"Shangzong?"

"I have lived for more than [-] years, and I have never met the Shangzong alone. How did they come to Xiaolingzhou?" Feng Laozu looked a little more proud.

He doesn't care about Shangzong monks at all.

With his foundation-building peak strength, unless the comer is a Jindan real person, who else is his opponent?

For so many years, he had never seen the master of the Shang Zong visit Xiaolingzhou. He felt that the so-called ancestral precepts were simply a rule to restrain monks, and had no deterrent effect at all.

And he, as a cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishment, is the sky in Xiaoling State!

Yuan Lingzong's interference in the secular world is also a small pusher, and it has not spread to a large scale at all. Even if the legend is true, would the monks of the Shangzong really come to this small place that doesn't shit because of such a small matter?
Lu Guang couldn't help doubting the authenticity of the monks of the Shangzong, and said: "The ancestors of the Zongmen once said..."

"Ancestors are not lawful."

"My generation of monks, you should know that my fate is up to me."

Hearing Senior Feng's words, Lu Guang fell silent immediately. He really wanted to refute, but he actually vaguely agreed with what Senior Feng said.

Then he shook his head, he agreed with the monk's theory of fighting for his life.

He didn't know exactly why, but he knew that it was wrong for monks to interfere too much with the secular world.

Feng Laozu didn't talk to Lu Guangfen again, looking at the blood-colored coffin with eight pillars and horizontal bars in front of him, with excitement in his eyes, he murmured: "I think the old man's request is in it."

Cold sweat broke out on Cheng Hui's forehead, and his palms were full of sweat as he turned his hands.

He didn't expect that the simple plan 15 years ago could be remembered for so long, and his identity was revealed on the spot.

As for what the two Foundation Establishment monks were arguing just now, he didn't listen carefully at all.

The head of the Five Spirits Sect, Lu Guang's expression changed drastically. Senior Feng was already at the pinnacle of foundation establishment, what would he be asking for?
"Could it be an alchemy spirit?" Lu Guang immediately looked at the bloody hanging coffin.

His expression changed, and his eyes flashed disbelief after being surprised.

If it is really a spirit of forming alchemy, then he must fight for it.

Xiaolingzhou has no resources that can make people form alchemy at all, even if they are all packaged and sold together, there is no way to exchange for treasures that can make people form alchemy.

No wonder Feng Laozu didn't care about the attitude of Shangzong Gaomen at all.

With just a little interference, the alchemy spiritual object can be produced. This great temptation is placed in front of him, and he asks himself, can he stick to it?
Lu Guang shook his head, he didn't know if he could.

His style of doing things is not to do unnecessary things, and he also restrains his disciples from doing unnecessary things.

It also follows the ancestral precepts and does not interfere with the common customs.

Asking the heart is the most difficult choice.

Whether it will or not, he has already come here, thinking about it is no different.

It's better not to torture yourself with things you haven't done, and wait until you really have to face them, then you will be truly sincere.

Hearing Lu Guang's exclamation, Cheng Hui had a plan.

Anyway, the door has already been blocked by the Foundation Establishment monks.

If you want to survive, you have to muddy the water and drag another foundation-building cultivator into the water, maybe you can find a chance of survival in the cracks.

He simply didn't cover it up: "That's right, what is in full bloom in the mysterious coffin is the blood jade magic marrow, the heaven and earth spirits that assist in the formation of alchemy, which can increase the chance of alchemy."

Wen Yue just felt that he didn't know what was going on, because he didn't even know how to practice qi, so he didn't have any specific concept.

But Tu Shanjun could understand what they said.

It is already so difficult to establish a foundation, and it is of course even more difficult to form a golden core.

Not to mention the certainty of increasing by a few percent, even the certainty of a few points and miles, these foundation-building monks will not let it go.

"No wonder!"

Hearing this, Mr. Tu Shan understood everything.

It turned out that this news had been released 15 years ago, which is why the fighting between the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Liang Dynasty was so intense in the past ten years. They just wanted to open the big formation so that they could take away the treasures in the Blood Spirit Hall.

Wen Yue listened to their words in silence, it turned out that the war among the secular world was not only due to the conquest of mortals, but also monks intervened in it.

And the reason for desperately fighting was to open the great formation under Nanyue Mountain.

Wen Yue's mood was low, and after he was separated from the immortals, he didn't know how to face the former generals and soldiers, how to face those who used to follow him.

Tu Shanjun didn't know what Wen Yue was thinking, he just put his hand on his shoulder and didn't say anything.

"It's really an alchemy spirit."

Lu Guang's face became solemn, it was really a spirit of alchemy, and he had to fight for this opportunity.

Feng Laozu looked down at Cheng Hui, he didn't even bother to care about this little thought.

There is a big difference between the peak of foundation establishment and the middle stage of foundation establishment, not to mention that Lu Guang is not the arrogance of those big sects outside the state, how can he be his opponent?
There were three people and one ghost present, even if they were all tied up, it wouldn't hurt him.

The only one who has influence is Lu Guang, the head of the Five Spirits Sect, but how long can his magic power support him to fight when he uses the Yin God to escape from the spirit.

"Open."

Feng Laozu's coercion at the peak of Foundation Establishment was suddenly released.

Wen Yue felt shortness of breath suddenly, his body creaked, as if he was about to fall apart.

It wasn't until the black mist enveloped his body that he felt relieved. Looking up, it was the husband who shared the great pressure for him.

Cheng Hui walked to the blood coffin and began to condense the seal.

Man is a knife and I am a fish. Under the suppression of absolute strength, he has no way to resist at all, so he can only obey obediently.

Can't move now, the attention of the foundation cultivator has not been distracted.

Once Tu Shanjun takes Wen Yue away, he might be attacked.

Tu Shanjun narrowed his eyes slightly, if he opened the coffin in a while and completely attracted their attention, he would definitely turn around and run away.

Whoever loves the spiritual object will want it, Wen Yue, a monk who has cultivated the seventh level of qi, can't keep it at all.

If they really snatched it by mistake, they would also bring disaster on themselves.

The eight chains emerged with exquisite lines, converging to the central area of ​​the blood-colored coffin. With the emergence of the seals, the thirteen seals formed the unblocking method to undo the eight-pillar blood lock trap.

"Keng"

The chain straightened, and the entire blood pool formed a vortex.

Boom buzz.

All the chains in front of him crumbled.

There were no restraints on the blood-colored coffin.

Cheng Hui finally made a fingerprint, and the coffin opened immediately.

The scarlet mist gushed out, and the blood pool suddenly became thick with blood.

The coffin was opened, and the coffin lid inside was pushed open with a bang.

An apple-sized red marrow slowly emerged from the coffin.

"Blood Jade Magic Pill Marrow."

Feng Laozu looked excited, he appeared directly in front of Dan Sui.

"Five Spirits Sword Art."

A dharma sword flew out of Lu Guang's sleeve robe, and the moment Yujian appeared in front of Dan Sui, he was about to grab it.

Cheng Hui turned around and ran away without the slightest hesitation.

Ancestor Feng's body burst out with mana, and his palm shook to form a big handprint, blocking Lu Guang, and at the same time, he swung his right hand backhand: "Quick."

The bracelet on his right hand was untied, and he was good at facing the wind, turning into a flying sword.

"bass."

Cheng Hui felt that the eyes were filled with blood, and there was a vast expanse of blood around him.

In the blink of an eye, his body was headless and was falling into the depths of the pool of blood.

Feijian remained undiminished, did not return to defense, and slashed towards Tu Shanjun and Wen Yue.

(End of this chapter)