Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 51 Apprenticeship, oath
Immediately afterwards, a scarlet blood corpse stood stiffly in the coffin. This blood corpse was different from those skeletons, with a layer of dried dark red meat hanging on its body, and long red hair on its head.

Xue Leng was full of fear, at this moment, in the dark room, there was no wind at all, but at this moment there was a whistling wind.

The sound of the wind was very strange, it seemed to be blown from the surrounding walls, it became more and more intense, the shrill and ear-piercing whistling sound was loud and sharp.

The bloody skeleton had already approached him about four feet away, a pair of long bloody and scaly arms were stretched out to grab him, and a gust of bloody wind rushed towards him immediately.

Being so close to the blood skull, Xue Leng's eyes could already clearly see the opponent's chest, the ribs were juxtaposed one by one, and there was nothing inside.

No matter how daring he was, he couldn't help screaming, and backed away again and again. It was strange that at such a critical moment, the magic power in his body seemed to be frozen, and it was difficult to mobilize even a single bit!
Xue Leng was so terrified at this moment, his legs were stiff, and a trembling roar came out of his mouth.

A gust of fishy wind rushed into his nostrils, and he woke up suddenly, the sharp nails of the skull were almost stained on the clothes on his chest.

With a low shout, Xue Leng turned his head up, his feet trembled violently, he fell over a foot, fell to the ground with his buttocks, and fell into the mud like a dog.

His chest was heaving and he was panting like a cow, but Xue Leng didn't dare to stop for a moment. The hidden desire to survive made him roll over, and his whole body turned upside down quickly.

Suddenly, in the silent air, there was a burst of extremely cold ghostly laughter.

"Hey! Jie! Jie! Jie!"

The laughter was slow and lengthy, with one pause at a time, and it was extremely shrill and piercing.

Xue Leng only felt that his soul, following the laughter, seemed to be cut piece by piece, and the bones of his whole body seemed to be scattered and shattered by this strange laughter.

There was a long, miserable, strange laughter, and the green will-o'-the-wisp flickered, making it extremely terrifying.

"This damn old woman is so vicious?"

"My life is over!"

Xue Leng danced wildly with his hands and feet, resisting the severe pain in his head, and roared unwillingly, his eyes went dark immediately, and he passed out on the spot.

"Alas!"

After an unknown amount of time, Xue Leng suddenly regained consciousness gradually. He turned over and sat up, scanning his surroundings.

A light of joy gradually appeared in his eyes, and this light of rebirth in Xinfengli became more and more intense. Finally, he subconsciously raised his palm and slapped himself hard on the mouth.

"Crack!" There was a soft sound, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth immediately, with a bloody taste.

"The ghost corpse woman didn't harm me, there really is another chance here!"

abruptly—

A gloomy sneer came, the voice was sharp and piercing, like gusts of sinister wind blowing from a water cave, lasting for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, a bone-piercing voice said:
"Stinky boy, are you awake? Hey! Hey! Come here, before the old man's remnant soul collapses, I have a few things to tell you!"

The tone was cold, and every word was paused, as if it came from the underworld, it sounded so harsh that it made one's hair stand on end.

Xue Leng didn't dare to be negligent, he quickly turned over and straightened up, then knelt down on the ground, his pale face was full of respect.

"Junior Xue Leng, pay respects to the old man."

While speaking, Xue Leng's staring eyes were like lightning, and he quickly glanced at the pair of bloody calves. His heart was shocked, and his eyes slowly moved up. It was a hideous and terrifying face.

At this moment, the ghostly mouth of the blood skull opened wide, and the dark red flesh at the root of the teeth curled up into a strange ball, "Hey! Hey!" There was a horrifying sneer.

Although Xue Leng was bold, at this moment, he couldn't help gasping, his whole body trembled, and his handsome face showed a look of panic and nervousness.

But in order not to show fear, he slammed his head on the ground with three bangs, and said loudly:

"Disciple Xue Leng, pay homage to Master!"

At this point, Blood Skull's tone was a little milder, and he praised:
"That's right, he's quite courageous, and his brain is pretty good."

Xue Leng no longer had the slightest intention at this moment, slowly raised his head, and said respectfully:
"I don't dare to accept praises from my disciples..."

Blood Skull snorted in his nostrils, and said coldly:
"For 30,000 years, you are the first to be praised by this seat, aren't you satisfied!... You are temporarily sitting on that chair."

Xue Lengxun followed the point of the blood skull's one arm, squinted his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

What kind of chair is that? It's simply a scarlet coffin made of skulls!
But he didn't cry out, and there was no strange color on his face, he sat down on the blood coffin with a big face.

I just felt a strangely cold and evil spirit emanating from my buttocks, which directly reached the sky, and I couldn't help but feel a slight chill all over my body, but the strange thing is...

Xue Leng suddenly felt a stream of warm blood radiating from his dantian, offsetting the cold aura that went straight up from his buttocks, and his whole body no longer felt cold.

Blood Skull's single eye shot a miserable green light, stared at Xue Leng without blinking, and nodded alone.

But at this moment, another strange change occurred on Xue Leng's buttocks...

The butt seems to be sitting on a pile of red-hot iron plates, the whole body is full of energy and blood, as if being scalded by a raging fire, it is extremely uncomfortable...

He knew that the other party was testing him, so in order not to appear cowardly, he endured the pain and still sat tight. In an instant, his clothes were soaked in sweat.

At the moment when Xue Leng could no longer endure the torment of the heat, a strange thing happened again.

Xue Leng only felt a burst of icy aura suddenly emanating from his dantian, quickly draining his whole body, the scorching hot feeling disappeared without a trace, and his whole body felt extremely comfortable, refreshing and happy.

Just when he was secretly sighing, it was so weird...

The Blood Skull let out a snarl, and tapped his skinny left arm three times lightly and strangely.

The evil light froze, and the dark room immediately swelled with wind, and groups of turbulent waves of evil energy rushed towards Xue Leng like a landslide.

Seeing the situation, Xue Leng's face suddenly changed, and his fingertips dug deeply on the surface of the blood coffin. He never expected that the other party would attack him suddenly, and secretly said:
"It's over! It's over! I'm afraid this old bastard is going to do that thing..."

There was a bloody slit in the corner of his eye, and he simply closed his eyes and waited for death without struggling or dodging. In fact, if he wanted to avoid it, it was inevitable.

The vicious and evil spirit that suffocates people's breath is about to hit Xue Leng's body for a moment...

Xue Leng felt a numbness all over his body, and a scarlet bloody light immediately emanated from thousands of pores, facing the evil spirit that was attacking.

Amidst the loud bang, Xue Leng only felt the qi and blood all over his body surge.

Immediately afterwards, "Bo! Bo! Bo" sounded like a series of firecrackers and vibrations, and the overflowing strong wind immediately dissipated without a trace.

Xue Leng couldn't help being stunned by this series of strange things, and sat on the blood coffin in a daze.

Bloody Skull suddenly raised his head and burst out laughing, the laughter was full of complacency and joy, and suddenly, the laughter stopped and said:
"As expected of the 72 Earth Demon Weapons, the Blood River Map ranks ninth. It is truly miraculous!"

Hearing the laughter, Xue Leng woke up like a dream, knelt down on both knees, kowtowed three times to the blood skull, and said respectfully:

"Master, the existence of the Blood River Map has only been known to me for a while. This kind of treasure should be controlled by you, old man."

Blood Skull's complexion changed, and he said in a ban-han tone:

"Who wants the bad luck of the blood-clothed old man? Although his blood river map is powerful, but my corpse and soul-slaying coffin are not far behind!"

Xue Leng couldn't help being startled when he heard the words, he didn't know why the other party was angry, but he still respectfully said:

"Of course, your mana is so powerful, how could that blood-clothed old ghost be able to match it?"

Hearing this, the Blood Skull's teeth grinned and his fingertips trembled slightly. It was obviously very useful, but soon, he said something inexplicable.

"Hmph! If that guy hadn't been reincarnated and reincarnated early, I would have to fight him again."

Speaking of this, his face turned cold, and he regained his original cold aura, and said coldly:

"Boy, since you have blood spirit roots, it is not suitable to practice the exercises of this seat. In contrast, the blood-clothed old ghost's Sanyuanxiexuejue is more suitable for you."

"Although this evil skill, I only studied it for a while and didn't understand it deeply, but it is enough for you to condense a golden core.

As for the follow-up techniques, the blood-clothed old ghost created a force called Xueqimen in this world, but it is not known if it is still there. "

Hearing that the other party was going to pass on the skills, Xue Leng suddenly became energetic, his figure became more respectful, and he whispered back:

"Master, the Xueqi Sect is now one of the top ten demonic sects in the Jin Dynasty, and there are three Nascent Soul Late Daxiu sitting in it."

"Well, so good."

After a long silence, the Blood Skull suddenly said sadly:
"Little ghost, I really don't want others to intervene in the things that I am concerned about in my life, but after I entrust you with one thing, this strand of soul will completely dissipate. Restrict."

For some reason, Xue Leng felt a sense of intimacy with this bloody skull with a frightened face. When he heard that the other party was going to die soon, he couldn't help feeling a sense of loss in his heart.

"I don't know what the master has to say, please tell me, the disciple will do his best."

Blood Skull suddenly shot out a miserable green light from one eye, which shot at Xue Leng, and said sharply:

"The old man's body is in the spirit world, and has been sealed for thousands of years, so he cannot be liberated and cannot enter reincarnation.

The souls left in this world were also infected by the demons, and were suppressed by the Demon Sealing Valley for 30,000 years! "

"Since you have worshiped me as your teacher, you must swear an oath of heaven. When you condense the Nascent Soul in the future, you will break the restriction of Kaifeng Demon Valley as soon as possible, and rescue the soul of this seat!"

Seeing the other party's sharp eyes, Xue Leng seemed to be piercing through his heart, his heart trembled, and he quickly stretched out his hand to swear the poisonous oath of heaven:

"Although my disciple is not talented, I will remember all the things entrusted by the master. I will never let down the kindness of your teaching. If there is any violation, the heaven and the earth will perish. The sun and moon gods can learn from this heart."

Bloody Skeleton let out a long breath with his head raised, and slowly put down the terrifying expression on his face, as if he was very satisfied.

After thinking silently for a while, the expression on his face became very cold again, and he said:
"The blood coffin you are sitting on is an imitation of the evil corpse corpse slaughter coffin. Although it has lost its spirituality, it will have a good power if it is nourished a little in the future. It can be used to cultivate corpses .

The Curse of Swallowing Corpses created by the teacher exhausted his painstaking efforts, and all of them are engraved in this coffin. If you are interested, you can also learn from it. "

After finishing speaking, the blood skull suddenly pulled out three blood-red pills from the crack of the bone, and said coldly:

"This pill is made by the master according to the alchemy method first recorded in the ancient strange book, and mixed with various rare and rare elixir. This kind of peerless medicine for tempering the bones, you take it now, can help you complete the mission of being a master. wish."

Seeing those ruddy pills, Xue Leng's heart twitched a few times, coughed a few times, and then whispered with a smile on his face:

"Master, you... the disciple is confident that he can accomplish this, so please rest assured."

The blood skull seemed to see Xue Leng's thoughts, and said with a strange smile:
"What, are you worried that being a teacher will harm you? Take it quickly. After you take the elixir, you will die peacefully as a teacher."

At this time, more than half of the time limit for the trial of Sealing Demon Valley, if not counting the three-day period for the opening of the teleportation array, had already passed.

In the past six days, perhaps no one can guess how many qi training monks died in the valley.

In the central area of ​​Demon Sealing Valley, in a grove full of aura, two monks, one tall and one short, were carefully searching for places where elixir might grow.

The tall monk had a very handsome face. He was wearing a white black robe. From the rune marks on his cuffs, it could be discerned that he should be a disciple of Tianfu Pavilion.

And the short man not far from him looked like a child, with a big fiery red gourd on his back on his thin body, his appearance was very funny.

If Xue Leng was here, he would definitely feel strange, because he recognized these two people, they were Lin Siyuan and Lin Siyuan who tried to win him over before entering the valley.

It's funny to say, the luck of these two people is very similar to that of Xue Leng, they were randomly teleported to an empty dead place - Danghun Ridge!

I don't know whether it was good luck or bad luck, Lin Siyuan, who entered the fierce place, unexpectedly fell not far from a sky spirit fruit, and successfully picked it.

Unexpectedly, before the fruit was warmed up, it alarmed the ghost and fire beasts floating around.

He was hunted down to death and frightened in every possible way. Even though he tried his best, he finally managed to escape from the Danghun Ridge where ghosts were roaming around after turning around the gate of hell three times.

However, before he could catch his breath, he plunged into the corpse post again.

On the Burial Mound——Hills of corpses, clusters of graves
The most strange thing is that there is actually a dilapidated small house in this place of death where the ghosts roar.

However, in this hut, Lin Siyuan experienced an unforgettable journey of fragrance and beauty that he will never forget in his life.

Lin Siyuan, who was dry-mouthed and tongue-tied, once entered the room, his eyes immediately went straight, yes, they did.

Because in front of his eyes, there are thirteen fairies who are posing and dancing wildly inside.

The smell of rouge powder permeated the room, as well as the sweet words "Come on, officer" that came from his ears from time to time, impacting Lin Siyuan's senses all the time.

During the dance, from time to time, a beautiful woman stepped forward and hugged his neck, twisting the willow waist like a water snake.

From time to time, he would be provocative, blushing, panting heavily, and his eyes blurred...

(End of this chapter)