One thought is eternal

“Night burial, are you guilty?” Just after Bai Xiaochun finished speaking, a cold snort came out from the mouth of the ancestor of the Song family on the stone platform, every word of the voice exploded like thunder from the sky, reverberating through the cave, making Bai Xiaochun’s mind roar deafeningly.

The cultivation base in his body was trembling, as if he was about to be shattered by the sound, Bai Xiaochun’s face was pale, and he felt that at this moment, the ancestor of the Song family seemed to have turned into a raging sea, and he was a lone boat in this raging sea, ready to fight at any time. Overwhelmed by destruction.

He almost couldn’t hold it back, and tried to suppress the other party’s cultivation, but fortunately, this impulse was suppressed. Thinking of Song Junwan’s words before, Bai Xiaochun couldn’t tell whether it was true or not, but recalling every bit of the other party, Bai Xiaochun gritted his teeth , under the majesty of the ancestor of the Song family, he forcibly raised his head and looked directly at the ancestor of the Song family.

“What’s the crime of burial at night?” Bai Xiaochun said each word, revealing a sense of iron blood and cruelty, the blood in his body even radiated a little, and even his voice became cold.

“Center blood can only be born between Song Junwan and Du Xuemei. No matter what happens, if other people become blood, they must return their identities.”

“You have acquired an identity that shouldn’t belong to you. If this old man wants to take it back, you can be convinced.” The ancestor of the Song family said lightly.

“My night funeral is even more loyal to the sect, and I have made countless contributions. If I don’t have the status of a mere blood child, it’s fine. “Bai Xiaochun was nervous, but he saw some clues. If the other party really wanted to take away his blood identity, he didn’t need to talk so much nonsense, just kill him directly.

But now, having said so much, it is clear that the ancestor of the Song family did not want to take away his identity. In addition, the most important thing, the identity of the blood child, I am afraid it is not so easy to take away, even if he dies and wants to be born. The next blood child, I am afraid that he will not be able to do it in a short time.

Otherwise, it is impossible for Zhongfeng to have no blood in these years.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiaochun put on a more determined look on the surface.

The ancestor of the Song family glanced at Bai Xiaochun and snorted coldly.

“That girl Jun Wan, knows what the old man likes and taught you a lot.”

Bai Xiaochun blinked, but said nothing.”Night Burial, are you willing to worship this old man as a adoptive father and become my adopted son?” The ancestor of the Song family flicked his sleeves, stood up from the stone platform, and spoke lightly, but his voice became more roaring, and exploded in the cave.

Bai Xiaochun’s heart was shaken, and he was even more shocked by the direct words of the Song family ancestor. When he looked up, he looked at the Song family ancestor. , When he said these words, there was no malice, but he really valued himself.

His heart was suddenly touched and complicated. After a moment of silence, he cupped his fists and bowed deeply to the ancestor of the Song family.

“Night burial to meet foster father”

The original serious face of the ancestor of the Song family showed a smile at this moment, and there was an admiration that Bai Xiaochun couldn’t see in his eyes. In fact, it was not particularly important to him who became a blood child. If you are close to home, you must have your own backbone.

Xuezi, that is the face of the Blood Stream Sect, someone who has the power of a peak, and who will play an extremely important role in future wars. Such a person is what the Blood Stream Sect needs.

As for the night burial, he has long paid attention to it, whether it is the heart or the means, he is satisfied, especially Dan Dao, which is even more amazing, and he appreciates it very much.

The only thing he is dissatisfied with is that the foundation of the night burial is not enough, and the establishment of a mortal foundation, in his opinion, is a weakness, which will affect the future development of the night burial.

“The war is imminent. If you can make great achievements in battle, the old man will come forward to discuss with the other people to change you against the sky and reshape the spiritual sea. .”

“Once you form an alchemy, you are a blood-thirsty man. How far you can go in the future depends on your personal fortune. But with your luck, it may be possible to walk out of your own path.” Song Family Patriarch His expression softened, his tone became softer, he raised his right hand and waved, a purple lantern the size of a fist flew out from his cuff and floated in front of Bai Xiaochun.

“Since you are the adoptive son of this old man, this is for your self-defense. This is a magic weapon that this old man used back then. It can release blood fire and burn everything. It is comparable to the power of an ordinary pill-forming blow.”

Looking at the purple lantern in front of him, Bai Xiaochun could see that it must be the beloved thing of the ancestor of the Song family. It was always warmed in his hands, emitting a soft light. Feeling, Bai Xiaochun seemed to be facing a raging fire.

And the other party can give this thing to him, obviously he really regards himself as a foster son.

Thinking of this, while Bai Xiaochun was delighted to get the treasure, it also became more complicated.

“Thank you foster father,” Bai Xiaochun lowered his head and spoke softly.

“As a blood child, you can open a cave in Zufeng, come and go here as you like, and you are the adopted son of the old man. You are allowed to visit the old man at any time. If you don’t understand some things about cultivation, the old man will explain it to you.” Song Song When the ancestor of the family said this, the smile on his face became more obvious, and his eyes showed encouragement.

“Go down, after seven days, the blood son will be enthroned, and the world will be announced, and the night burial will become my blood son of the middle peak of the Blood River Sect.”

Bai Xiaochun was a little dazed, he didn’t expect to get through this matter so easily, even the words of the ancestor of the Song family and the feeling he gave him really valued him here, until Bai Xiaochun left the cave of the ancestor of the Song family, After returning to the center, sitting in his cave, he felt that all this was like a dream.

First he discovered that Xuemei was actually Du Lingfei, then he became not only a blood child, but also a blood demon, and the ancestor of the Song family accepted him as a foster son, all this made Bai Xiaochun feel that the Xuexi sect was really kind to him It already made him feel so sorry.

Feeling in Bai Xiaochun’s heart, when the night was late, Bai Xiaochun’s expression changed, and when he looked up, he looked outside the cave, and soon there was a voice, respectful, from outside the cave.

“Honorable Night Burial, the fortune teller asks to see you.”

Outside the cave mansion, the divine operator stood there with a flattering face, cautiously, and full of respect. Ever since he saw Bai Xiaochun become a bloody child, he was uneasy, and when he thought of the past festivals, he felt a chill behind him.

Not daring to procrastinate, after realizing that Bai Xiaochun had returned, he spared no expense of heartache, prepared a big gift, and hurried over to visit.

Bai Xiaochun was thinking about something in his mind, but was interrupted by the fortune teller, very upset, and said something coldly.

“what”

The voice came out of the cave and fell into the ears of the god operator. His heart skipped a beat when he heard it, and he groaned secretly, thinking that the other party’s tone was not kind. Whether to imprison oneself in a blood prison or send oneself to the battlefield, there are too many means to put oneself to death.

Especially as Elder Zhongfeng, he couldn’t escape and betray him, the more he thought about it now, the more he panicked, struggling between life and death, finally gritted his teeth, and knelt down outside Bai Xiaochun’s cave.

“Please forgive me, my lord, don’t remember the faults of a villain. I was ignorant before, so I beg you to forgive me. I would like to send out an ancient divine power talisman that I accidentally obtained in my early years. Please calm down my anger.” Feeling the pain in his heart, he took out a piece of cyan talisman paper.

This talisman emits ancient fluctuations, as soon as he took it out, even Bai Xiaochun in the cave immediately sensed it, his heart moved slightly, he got up and walked out of the cave, in front of the divine fortune teller, with a handAfter taking this rune, after looking at it for a few times, my heart beats.

The refining method of this ancient divine power talisman has been lost. It can increase the physical strength of a person in a short period of time. The stronger the physical body, the stronger the power obtained after use.

For Bai Xiaochun, once it is used, its combat power will rise to an astonishing level.

Bai Xiaochun glanced at the divine operator, put the rune into the storage bag, and coughed dryly.

“Everyone is from the same school, you don’t have to do this, I have long forgotten about the past.” He said, and patted the shoulder of the magic fortune teller.

Shen Suanzi was originally apprehensive and fearful of life and death, but when he heard Bai Xiaochun’s words, he was immediately moved. He was grateful for such a magnanimous act that he was saved from a desperate situation.

So he bowed again and again, vowing to look forward to the night burial. After seeing Bai Xiaochun’s satisfied and encouraging smile, the fortune teller was even more moved, and then left.

Bai Xiaochun blinked his eyes and realized something. He felt that with his current status, as long as he released a little bit of kindness, he could immediately reap several times the rewards.