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Blood River Valley.

A place filled with blood forever.

All the blood collected by the disciples of the Killing Temple must be poured into the blood river and flow to the blood pool of the Killing Forbidden Land.

Li Chen had been here before to submit the monthly task of "three liters of beast blood".

So he was familiar with the place.

As the slope of the Colorless Mountain gradually slowed down.

A blood-colored ribbon appeared in front of Li Chen.

The red color was steaming.

A strong smell of blood was wafting.

In the past, Li Chen always came and left in a hurry.

But today he finally had time to observe this place carefully.

The Blood River Valley is backed by the Colorless Mountain.

The peaks on both sides are endless, stretching for ten miles.

The ancestors of the Killing Temple took advantage of the mountain.

They dug the mountain.

They dug a blood trough around the mountain.

From a distance, the blood torrent flowed down from top to bottom, like a red dragon circling and disappearing.

The spectacular scene was also a bit evil.

The blood was also stained with seven points of magnificence.

Li Chen took a long breath.

Until now, he still couldn't get used to the smell of blood.

Turning around the valley gate.

Facing him was a gloomy hall with the words "Blood River Valley" written on it.

As the blood sea secret realm was about to open, the tasks of the Merit Hall suddenly increased a lot.

So there were quite a few disciples walking here.

Li Chen entered the hall and went directly to the place where the tasks were submitted - the Bloody Cliff.

This was originally a cliff.

All the blood that passed the test poured down from here.

In this way, relying on the mountain terrain, it can be guaranteed to flow continuously.

There are much fewer people here than in the place where leeches were received before.

I saw a sloppy monk holding a scripture in one hand and gently stroking the belly of the leech with a special technique with the other hand.

Soon the leech spit out a little bright red blood.

The monk didn't care, rubbed a handful with his fingers, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

He sucked it carefully.

Soon he frowned: "This blood tastes fresh and fishy, ​​with a soft taste, but a slightly bitter aftertaste, it must be mixed with other things."

"It can only be considered a medium-quality one."

Throughout the process, he stared at the sutra in his hand, and his eyes rarely left.

The disciple beside him heard this and hurriedly explained: "Uncle, taste it, taste it carefully."

"This blood was taken from a camel this morning, it is absolutely fresh!"

The monk curled his lips: "Bullshit!"

"It clearly has a foul smell."

"Ah?"

"Uncle, if you say so, when I took the blood, it was rubbing against a crooked tree.

It seems that something is indeed wrong."

"I looked at it for a long time at that time."

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The sloppy monk finally put down the sutra in his hand.

He spat on the ground a few times.

He couldn't help but curse: "You bastard, that camel clearly ate epimedium! It's in heat!"

"Don't you understand this! Low-grade, low-grade!"

He casually drew a mark on the task card.

The disciple could only smile bitterly and pick up the blood leech, walking away with a face full of injustice.

The sloppy monk was still dissatisfied, scooped up a cup of cold water from his hand, rinsed it four or five times before stopping.

He murmured:

"Almost, almost."

There are no women in the Killing Temple.

He took a long breath and was about to sit down.

Suddenly, he saw a very handsome little monk blocking in front of him.

He was not polite at the moment: "Give it to me."

Maybe he thought Li Chen was a disciple who came to submit a task.

Li Chen smiled: "Uncle Ji Ding, I'm not here to hand in a task."

After that, he quickly stepped aside and asked the sloppy monk to sit down.

Master Ji Ding was puzzled, and his eyes kept looking up and down at Li Chen.

But his butt had already touched the seat.

"Not handing in the task?"

Master Ji Ding looked a little defensive.

His hand honestly touched the sutra again.

Li Chen took a peek.

He saw vertical and horizontal lines and black and white chess pieces on the sutra.

It was undoubtedly a chess manual.

He found it the last time Li Chen came to hand in the task.

This is probably the only one in the entire Shasheng Temple.

"Then what are you doing here?"

Li Chen did not say much, but his eyes drifted to the sutra in his hand.

"Hehehe."

Monk Ji Ding was stunned at first, then sneered, thinking: Another crooked person.

He had a disciple before, and he saw that he loved Go.

So he used this name to get closer to him, evade tasks, and seek benefits.

Since then, Master Ji Ding has been more wary of those disciples who use the name of Go to please him.

"If you have something to say, say it. If you don't, get out."

"Don't bother the Buddha here!"

Master Ji Ding glared at Li Chen fiercely.

His tone was very fierce.

If it were an ordinary disciple, he would have been scared away long ago.

But Li Chen really came here for Go.

"Uncle Master... I don't have any other intentions, I just want to borrow a chess manual to take a look."

Master Ji Ding heard this and got angry: Is there anyone in the Killing Temple who is interested in Go?

Yes, myself.

Except for myself, even the mice in the temple only like to practice martial arts.

This disciple doesn't use his practice in the right way, and he is really thinking of something evil again.

At that moment, he decided in his heart that he would never pay attention to Li Chen again.

He stared at the chess manual in his hand.

Li Chen originally thought that Master Ji Ding would feel like he had found a confidant when he saw another person who liked Go.

Until he used the Jieyu Mirror to observe.

Only then did he know the cause and effect.

It turned out that Master Jiding was frightened by those brothers who had made money by doing illegal things.

Li Chen saw that he ignored him, and his heart moved.

In the Jieyu mirror, the sloppy face of the monk Zen Ding was reflected.

[This big flying move, besieging Wei to save Zhao, is really beautiful. ]

Li Chen was happy.

He walked behind Master Jiding and glanced at the scriptures.

He deliberately said loudly: "This big flying move is really a wonderful idea. It not only solves the urgent problem, but also turns the gun head and directly hits the black piece's weak spot."

Master Jiding was stunned when he heard it.

He couldn't help but turn around and look at Li Chen behind him.

He thought: This kid, he has some skills...

He can actually see such a wonderful move.

Second only to me.

However, Master Jiding still resisted the urge to respond in his heart.

He secretly turned a page.

Then he deliberately leaned back a little.

He gave up most of the chess record content.

This time he was not without the intention of testing him.

Li Chen could see what his uncle was thinking.

It was just that he himself did not know how to play Go at all.

He could only continue to observe with the Jieyu mirror.

[Master Ji Ding: This page of chess game should be a combination of one and one, which is a good move. ]

Li Chen was secretly happy, so he hurriedly said: "Looking at this game, it's just so-so."

"There are only two good moves, just one combination and one. "

Monk Ji Ding's hand trembled: Oh, this kid really knows chess.

Li Chen secretly observed and saw that he had a good impression, so he struck while the iron was hot and deliberately ridiculed: "If you believe in books, it's better to have no books."

"Chess is dead, but people are alive."

"Even if you read chess manuals for a lifetime, it's hard to keep up with the fun of playing a game with others."

"What a pity, what a pity."

At this time, Master Ji Ding had already been itching for Li Chen's words.

He had been reading chess manuals for years, but no one played with him.

It was really uncomfortable.

Monk Ji Ding deliberately put on a stern face and cursed: "What a pity."

After cursing, he threw the chess manual aside, took out two cans of chess pieces, and then nodded.

He motioned Li Chen to sit opposite him and play a game.

Seeing this, Li Chen was overjoyed: "Hehe, uncle master is smart, it's better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone."

After saying that, he sat down without any hesitation.

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