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More than a month has passed since the border battle.

Later, news spread that the Blood Demon Sect had obtained a spiritual treasure. The major sects were shocked and sent their disciples to investigate the situation that day. The hidden stakes placed in the Demon Sect also took action.

However, after asking for half a month, I only heard that all the major golden elixir masters gathered together once, and there was no news after that.

For a while, these wandering disciples were confused.

I don’t know what the considerations were, but Xuan Sha did not purge the families and disciples of the Blood Yuan faction.

He just told them that Xueyuan tried to rebel from the sect, was attacked by Lingbao during the battle, and used the Youshen Demon Shengdan to declare himself at a critical moment. He didn't know when he would be able to come out alive.

At this time of employment, Xue Yuan’s clansmen and disciples will not be held accountable.

"They may not believe it." Master Xuesong said in a deep voice.

Xuansha clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Whether they believe it or not, it is not appropriate to kill each other at this time, otherwise they will not have enough power to blockade Yangcheng."

"When Yangcheng's resources are put to their lips, they will naturally believe it."

Xue Chan curled his lips secretly, after all, it still has value.

He didn't believe that his senior brother would give up his interests so generously. Maybe his idea was to send those who were close to the blood element to the most dangerous place, and then wait for them to exert their remaining heat.

If you kill people with a borrowed knife to achieve your goal, you will not be criticized by people in the sect.

"Brother, I still have something for you to do." Xuan Sha waved his hand to Xue Chan to come over.

After the voice was transmitted into the secret narration, Xue Chan's eyes moved slightly.

If this rumor spreads, those people must be forced to obey the sect's arrangements to prove themselves.

As soon as Xuesong left, Master Heifeng came over with the jade slip: "Brother, this is the list of people who have been inquiring about the whereabouts of Senior Brother Xueyuan for half a month. Sixty-seven percent of them are clansmen and disciples of Xueyuan, and many of the rest are related to Senior Brother Xueyuan has nothing to do with it."

After taking the jade slip and looking through it, Xuansha was clear to his heart.

He said calmly: "The spies are probably from the remaining 30 to 40%, and it is not ruled out that Xueyuan's disciples may collude with outsiders. Such a blatant action shows that these people are not important."

"You keep digging."

"Won't you kill them?"

Heifeng was a little confused. From his understanding, since there were suspicions, it would be better to kill them all.

Master Xuansha shook his head and said: "Keeping them is more useful than killing them."

The exposed spies can actually use them to deliver misleading information. This is a very useful knife. It would be a pity to kill them.

Xuansha then looked at the high platform in front of him.

This place is close to the depths of the earth and is the source of the sect's alchemy and weapon refining earth fire.

Nuo Dadi Palace uses thirteen square high pillars to guard the central low platform, which diverts the Qianyuan Earthly Fire and diverts it to Danfeng and Qifeng.

Jindan Zhenren's magic shield looks very obvious, but his body still looks very small compared to it. Standing on the high altar, you can just observe the underground palaces that stretch vertically and horizontally.

Qiong tower and high pavilion are dependent on each other, and they are located on the large formation with ups and downs.

There are many monks in the underground palace controlling the operation of the peripheral array equipment, or repairing and cleaning out the magma.

This is a hard job, but it also has considerable requirements. If you don't have advanced Qi training, you won't be able to withstand the high temperature of the Qianyuan Earth Surge Fire. For an ordinary late-stage Qi practitioner, two or three days is already the limit under the protection of a large formation.

The hot breath hit his face, and the air twisted and floated at such a temperature, as if it had become part of the flames, reflecting the skin of the naked monks as red as magma.

The thirteen-square tall pillars are engraved with countless complicated patterns. The extended iron chains carry a floating island, and embedded in the center of the floating island is a huge furnace.

The center of the furnace is the blood element that holds up the True Gang Dharma Shield.

Master Heifeng left, and Xuan Sha sent a message to a bald master who controlled the formation.

Bald Jin Dan, who was sitting in the big town, opened his eyes, and his divine light was restrained by him as soon as it appeared. Then he flew out and appeared next to Xuan Sha, and the hot breath around him evaporated like steam.

"Junior Brother Blood Refining, is it effective?"

Master Xue Lian nodded, shook his head slightly and sighed: "Brother, the effect is effective but not obvious."

"You Shen Demon Sheng Dan is a secret medicine. The outer layer of black ice is already extremely difficult to refine. What's more, there is an additional layer of spiritual treasures and true aura. It is really difficult to refine this outer layer of aura with Qianyuan Earth's surge fire. .”

"I'm not a master of weapon refining, so I can't refine it."

"Unless we find a Nascent Soul Ancestor to stimulate the Qianyuan Earth to burst into flames." The bald master with thick eyebrows and big eyes said.

Xuansha's face did not change, but he looked a little more helpless. If a Nascent Soul Grandmaster really showed up here, he might not have taken away all their belongings and even the basin, and would he have refining the True Gang for them?

As for that one... I'm just talking about it.

He said softly: "The power of the Lingbao is so powerful. It seems that he can only slowly consume the mana of the blood element until he has no strength to support the Lingbao, and then he can do the same thing."

But doing so took too long, and by then the blood element's injuries had already recovered.

So a faster way is needed.

Thinking of this, Xuansha continued: "If we summon the Jindan Grand Masters within the sect to start the grand formation together... is that possible?"

The bald master's eyes lit up, and he said uncertainly: "I don't know, maybe it's useful, maybe it's not of much use. If you don't give it a try, maybe you can break the true gang and then dig through the mysterious ice."

Xuan Sha was noncommittal, staring at Xuan Bing who was protected by Zhen Gang in front of him in a daze: "Let me... think about it again." If something cannot be done, he can actually use the sect's hidden spiritual treasure to crush it.

But he was very worried that the spiritual treasure in Xuan Bing would be damaged.

The sect's spiritual treasure is a serious attack-type spiritual treasure. If the spiritual treasure in Xuan Bing is damaged, they have no way to repair it.

At that time, the spiritual treasure was not obtained, and the junior brother died, ending up in such a ridiculous end.

Being ridiculed by other sects is a small matter, but the loss of combat power is a big deal.

If all the golden elixirs are used, there is no guarantee that people from the Blood Yuan faction will be involved, and it will be difficult to control when the time comes. This matter needs to be considered in the long term.

He planned to discuss it with the Supreme Elder to see if there was a way to avoid damaging the spiritual treasure.

In fact, Xuansha didn't know whether activating the underlying spirit treasure would affect the soul flag. There were also three, six or nine levels of spirit treasures. He was just very confident in his own offensive spirit treasure, so confident that he thought it would cause damage.

Within Zhen Gang Xuan Bing.

Xueyuan Zhenren closed his eyes tightly.

The blue body has shown some improvement, and the poisonous spells on the wounds have stopped invading.

Knowledge sea.

It was foggy.

Only in the central area is the confusion of light and dust dispersing the mist, leaving a pure land. However, on this pure land, there is a huge hanging demon fetus, with flesh, blood, muscles and bones growing on the surface, and it rhythms with the influx of mist.

Tushanjun sat on the ground.

He boasted that he was not afraid of death, but in the end, he was equally hesitant when he heard that the Lingbao would be destroyed.

Even though Tu Shanjun was 60 to 70% sure that they could not destroy the spiritual treasure, his body was not damaged even by the nine levels of thunder tribulation. Now it would be even easier for him to resist the thunder calamity with his spiritual treasure body.

With such strength, not to mention the Grandmaster of the Golden Pill, even the old monster Nascent Soul who was not familiar with weapon refining could not destroy it. However, there is no such thing as ten thousand, just in case. Just because he has a lot to bear, he can't gamble.

Move your eyes away.

Under the devil's womb, the emaciated old man with a slight hunchback laughed dryly: "Hey, my senior brother's good trick is not only to plot against me, but also to let my sons expand the territory for the Holy Sect."

"The Blood Evil Sect treats you like this, why do you still call it the Holy Sect?"

"The Demonic Sect's skills are often extreme, but it is precisely because of this kind of skills that people like us can embark on the path of immortality. Only by embarking on the path of immortality can we have the opportunity to change our destiny. With such a great favor, will the Holy Sect take advantage of us? , we actually know it well.”

"In the final analysis, they are just using each other."

"Then we need to hug each other for warmth."

"Then when my time is approaching, I will give the inheritance away to prove that my method can become an immortal."

"I ended up like this because I was not strong enough and my fellow Taoists took advantage of me."

"It's destiny!"

Xueyuan was calm, and did not blame others. Instead, he openly admitted that he was not strong enough and was attacked and plotted by Tu Shanjun, so that was why he was like this.

After his tense mind relaxed a little, he didn't mind chatting with the demon who was attacking him. Although they didn't think the other party's words had any credibility, they had to carefully guess what the other party said.

Xueyuan said a lot, from when he became a Qi practitioner to when he peeped at his senior sister taking a bath, and when he was discovered by his senior sister, he raped and killed him without any hesitation. For this, he was often scolded by his family and punished by his sect.

He changed his appearance and went out to practice, and he was trained all the way from the edge of life and death to become a foundation-building monk.

…

In the sea of ​​consciousness, I don’t know how fast time passes.

…

The human calamity I faced that time makes my blood palpitate even now when I recall it.

In the past, he hit it off with an evil cultivator and hunted loose cultivators. Later, he got into trouble with a family of monks and was chased with no way to go to heaven or to the earth. Fortunately, he survived in the end.

After that, when he became successful in cultivation, he wiped out that family and took away their family treasures. He killed the men and sold the women to the Hehuan Sect in exchange for spiritual stones. The windfall he made was still in his mind.

Then there is the long accumulation, fighting with others, killing people and grabbing treasures.

When he returned to the sect, he had accumulated a lot of wealth. The identity of the devil who was at large was falsely designed, and then he was expelled and faked his death. He falsely claimed that the devil had been beheaded.

"In my whole life, the only way I can save my life is that I am quite clever, otherwise I would have been dead long ago."

The life of a golden elixir master is very long, and a long-lived golden elixir master can live to be eight hundred years old. This is especially true for veteran golden elixir masters like Xueyuan, who will try to extend their lifespan as much as possible.

So this lecture took a long time.

Tushanjun counted the time.

It's time for another month.

Tu Shanjun's tall figure stood not far away, calmly staring at Xueyuan.

After pondering for a long time, he immediately laughed.

But that smile was a sinister sneer: "Are you very proud?"

Tu Shanjun recalled his life. Every time he tried his best to kill everyone, it was just to survive, except for one time.

That is the Mie Chiwu Sect.

Perhaps at that time, he was affected by the divine body condensed by the incense and wish power, or his emotions were suppressed by the emotion-bending technique, which resulted in such consequences.

But Tushanjun didn't want to find any excuse for himself. Regardless of whether it had any influence or not, it was all his fault.

Although he kept ordinary people alive, he spared no monks.

That time, he really hit hard.

Too heavy!

At that time, he had the idea of ​​​​using the entire Chi Wu Sect to improve his own strength, so he tried his best. In the final analysis, there was something wrong with his Taoist heart, and the Tao gave birth to demons, so he would not leave anyone alive.

Since he no longer needs to undergo surgery, Tu Shanjun feels that he is living more freely.

He often asked himself if he felt guilty.

The answer is very different than before.

Ashamed.

If he could do it all over again, he would not choose the original approach. He would only kill the first culprit of the Chiwu Sect, and it should not have widespread consequences.

Xueyuan was stunned for a moment, looked sideways at Tushanjun, and suddenly said as if he had thought of something: "The evil I have done in this life is definitely not as good as a devil like you. My Taoist friends probably think that these things of mine are just childish."

Xueyuan's words woke up Tushanjun.

Tu Shanjun opened his bloody mouth and spit out turbid air. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he said with a grin: "This month, I will use all my means to attack your Yin Shen. Even if the Yin Shen is defeated by me, you can still remain alive and slowly recover."

"In fact, you have already merged with the demon fetus above."

"The treasure that resists attacks from the consciousness is not actually on your body, that's why you can be so calm, resist so many attacks from the consciousness and still talk freely."

"Since it's not on your body, where should it be?"

Tu Shanjun raised his head slightly and looked at the demon fetus hanging above.

"Xueyuan, you talk too much!"