Daqizong

The golden palace is majestic, the fairy mist is dense, and the graceful figure shuttles back and forth, holding fruit plates, pill cups, and wine utensils to worship and serve.

In the hall, there are also beautiful fairy fairies in colorful clothes dancing lightly.

Surrounded by unvoiced sounds, the sound of music is ethereal, creating a fairyland-like artistic conception.

This is in Yanshan Cave, where the Cultivation Alliance hosted a banquet to greet Li Wan who came from afar.

With a smile on his face, Li Wan feasted with all the monks with blessings.

After the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, all the cultivators dispersed and went back to their homes. Jiang Shiheng smiled and asked Li Wan: "Li Daoyou, I wonder if your visit is still the same as last time?"

Li Wan said calmly: "Yes."

Jiang Shiheng said: "The market meeting will be held in five years' time. During this period, fellow Taoists are invited to temporarily stay in Linxian Mansion."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Jiang." Li Wan thanked her, and said, "To be honest, there are still some mundane tasks this time, and I need the help of Fellow Daoist."

"Oh? I don't know what happened?"

"I brought some people from the lower realms, and I need to receive them permanently."

"It's okay, I'll let someone arrange it later."

.vertex.The novel Jiang Shiheng immediately recruited his disciples and asked him to do it for Li Wan.

If these people want to survive in Yanshan Cave, they need to have a formal identity, showing that they are under the protection of Li Wan and are his disciples.

From Jiang Shiheng's standpoint, he is also very happy to see that Li Wan brings people here permanently, because this is a manifestation of deepening contacts with the alliance and developing a foundation here.

Li Wan then came to live in the Immortal Mansion arranged by the Cultivation Alliance, waiting for the start of the Market Fair.

At this time, the Lixu meeting began, and there were still more than five years to go. He was not idle, and after guiding Tian Ran, Huang Guang and others to settle in, he began to search for the whereabouts of the blood-clothed ancestor.

The blood-clothed patriarch was once captured by him, and he set up means to control him. At this time, he was still holding a blood gourd, the magic weapon of his life.Based on this, Li Wan could feel that at this moment, the blood-clothed patriarch was coming from the Youtian starfield in the northwest of the heaven, and he didn't know whether he was secretly cultivating or hiding to heal his injuries.

After these decades, not only has his connection with the blood gourd not been severed, but it has become closer and closer. Presumably, he has gradually felt the convenience of owning this treasure.Can't make up my mind to let go.

It is precisely because of this that Li Wan has full confidence that he can find and subdue him, and make him use him.

In this way, I also have a real capable general in the heaven, and I can even establish a party based on this!

……

At the same time, in the dark and cold void.

Suddenly there was a roar, and a blood-colored light flew out from behind a piece of star fragments that were hundreds of miles in size.

In this bloody light.A figure was faintly visible, with a fierce and decisive momentum, pounced on a huge void monster.

The figure was only the size of a normal human body, but the void monster was thousands of feet tall.It was like a huge mountain peak, but in the blink of an eye, the void monster seemed to be suppressed by an invisible evil spirit, and it froze in place.Can't move.

Boom!

The blood-colored figure slammed into the huge monster's body, and the monster's body trembled, its huge body.Like carrion corroded by strong acid, it melted rapidly with blisters all over its body.

"Ow!"

A sky-shattering cry came from the void monster.

But all of this was irreversible, the strong blood energy quickly dissipated, and even infected its whole body's essence and blood energy, and the blood in its entire body boiled violently like lava.

Pieces of flesh and blood melted and melted.

The void monster roared, exhausting its last strength, and locked onto a figure that quietly emerged in the void, but just as it was about to launch a final counterattack before dying, another bloody light emerged, and a huge dragon-shaped phantom rose It rises, carrying a monstrous long river crashing into it.

"Blood Dragon Wave!"

Boom boom boom!

The fierce blood dragon turned into the Styx River, washing away everything along the way, and melting everything.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the Void monster didn't even have time to fight back, so it exploded completely, and even the phantom of the spirit and soul didn't have time to escape, and was pierced by the blood dragon along with the body.

During the infusion of blood essence, the strong meaning of corrosion melted it completely, turning it into a puddle of blood and dissolving it.

The figure who was sneaking up on the void monster was the blood-clothed patriarch who already held the blood gourd.

I saw him sacrifice the magic weapon in his hand, and the power of blood essence permeating the void was like a torrent, withdrawing all of it, even the blood water transformed by the void monster was swallowed together.

The blood-clothed patriarch Jie Jie smiled strangely, put the plug back into the mouth of the gourd, and held it in his hands, looking very proud.

"Another troll comparable to a Taoist cultivator, enough to make up for my temporary consumption!"

Over the past few decades, the blood energy contained in this gourd has increased more and more, even reaching more than ten times his own limit.

Since the blood-clothed patriarch possessed this item, he has never been in the predicament of lacking blood as before. Although his cultivation level has not increased, his strength is stronger than before, and he can perform as usual in continuous battles.

This allowed him to finally let go of his hands and feet, and continuously attack and kill the monsters and enemies he fancied, with no disadvantages whatsoever.

Up to now, he has been somewhat inseparable from this thing.

Although he knew in his heart that Li Wan must have tampered with this thing, keeping it easy to be controlled by others, but in his heart, he might not have used it as soon as possible to advance bravely, and then get rid of the control, so that Li Wan's plan fell through.

"Now I want to compete with that junior. He is too arrogant. He thinks that if I let me go, I can control everything. Don't I hide to improve my cultivation and get rid of it?"

"Wait until that day, the day when I succeed, will be the time when I completely control this magic weapon, and I will never let his plot succeed!"

Feeling the increasing power of blood essence, gradually transforming essence essence to feed back to himself, even the cultivation realm that had reached the bottleneck in the past and had been difficult to improve for a long time began to loosen, the blood-clothed ancestor was extremely proud.

Although his talent is not as terrifying as Li Wan's promotion to the Dao Realm 200 years ago, he is also a person who has had adventures. The characteristic of imagination, that is, being able to support battles with battles, by constantly killing powerful enemies and accumulating merits, not only can improve one's own strength, but also become the capital of self-improvement.

The blood-clothed patriarch has never stopped accumulating raids and killings in the past few decades. He just wants to accumulate these resources as soon as possible so as to get rid of potential crises.

At this moment, the blood-clothed patriarch suddenly sensed a ray of divine sense sweeping over, and a silver light flew over in the vast void.

His expression changed slightly, he stretched out his hand to catch the silver light, and caught it in his hand, it turned out to be the messenger flying order from Zhenbao Pavilion!

This kind of flight order was not issued specifically to him, but patrolling among the heavens, casting nets everywhere, and sensing that a monk was approaching, he would automatically go over.

It can be seen that in recent years, people with the Treasure Pavilion have come and left this thing.

However, the blood-clothed patriarch did not meet them face to face, nor would he show his signs easily.

He deliberately hid from the people of Zhenbao Pavilion, just not wanting them to find him.

"It's you again!" The blood-clothed patriarch's complacent expression suddenly became a little ferocious, and he quickly scanned it, and after learning the message contained in it, he sneered again and again, "I really think that I am a slave, how dare I Shout out to me!"

What is contained in this flight order is the ultimatum issued by Zhenbao Pavilion to the blood-clothed ancestor, asking him to show up as soon as possible and contact the people of Zhenbao Pavilion.

The words here are extremely rude, due to the uncooperative attitude of the blood-clothed ancestor for decades, Daoist Canghuo was very angry and lost his patience.

Inside, they bluntly threatened the blood-clothed patriarch, if he disobeyed again, he would bear the consequences.

But the blood-clothed patriarch was also a man with a fierce reputation, so he wasn't frightened too much.

"In the past, I still had to ask for you, so I had to be perfunctory. Now that I have this secret treasure, do I still need to be humble?"

"If it weren't for the good fortune of this seat, Li Wan let him off once, I'm afraid he would be dead at this moment, and I haven't settled this account with you yet!"

He crushed Feiling casually, put away the gourd, and left quickly.

But after a while, the blood-clothed patriarch suddenly had a whim and seemed to have a feeling.

From his blood gourd, a divine thought came out faintly, and the message entered his brain.

The complexion of the blood-clothed patriarch suddenly became ugly.

"This... This is Li Wan's method..."

He can ignore the Fei Ling of Zhenbao Pavilion, because he has already broken his face with Zhenbao Pavilion and doesn't want to serve them anymore, but Li Wan's side has the hidden dangers of the Dharma and the natal magic weapon, and he must not take it lightly .

The blood-clothed patriarch wanted to escape as soon as he was excited, but on second thought, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Li Wan's method lies in this secret treasure. Even if he escapes by himself, where can he escape?

unless……

The blood-clothed patriarch raised his palm tremblingly, and for a moment he felt a bit of anger, wanting to destroy the treasure, but he finally put it down again, sank his consciousness into it, and carefully analyzed it.

Inside, a divine thought came vaguely: "Before the market meeting, Yanshan Cave... If you don't come to see me, you will bear the consequences..."

"Fuck you, is it over yet?"

The blood-clothed patriarch wanted to go crazy.

Zhenbao Pavilion wanted him, and Li Wan also wanted him; when Zhenbao Pavilion threatened him, Li Wan also threatened him!

It's really a mouse in a bellows, getting angry at both ends.

The blood-clothed patriarch, the three corpses, jumped violently, but in the end they still didn't dare to disobey, so they could only put away the gourd and make calculations in their hearts.

"Then Li Wan is strong, and I have a reason to be controlled by him. I should make a fool of myself first, and then make a plan! Moreover, Zhenbao Pavilion is looking for me more and more urgently, and I have been wandering outside. They may not be found by them. When the time comes, conflicts will arise. Although my strength has improved greatly, it is not easy to deal with, and I can just use that Li Wan to fight them!"

What the blood-clothed patriarch was fighting was the idea of ​​temporarily playing tricks and provoking Li Wan to fight with Zhenbao Pavilion, just to take advantage of the fisherman's profit.

Everything is for self-improvement and getting rid of control.

Thinking of this, he sneered and turned to fly in the direction of Yanshan Cave. (To be continued..)