This devil can't get through

Chapter 15 Too Difficult

Xia Qingyang was nervous for a while, and the first reaction in his heart was that the servants in the manor would be miserable.

Then he was deeply worried about his own life... He hadn't developed in every sense yet!
His mind was racing, and while he was reflecting that he was still not stable enough in his work, the other was thinking about how to pass this level... But he felt that something was wrong. He was able to obtain a lot of 'clean' blood without resentment. From the point of view, it is very beneficial to Xuechi and Mrs. Xuanyin?
The next moment, Mrs. Xuanyin said in a light tone: "Master is now on the verge of transcending the calamity, and it is all relying on this blood pool to suppress the realm... You think that when you reach the cultivation level of Master, you will not be able to see such a simple truth. ?"

"Do you think that so many elders of my Holy Sect are so unwise?"

"If it's what you think, the surrounding area of ​​Daqingshan is already covered with bones."

Even though the blood pool was sultry, Xia Qingyang was sweating coldly on his forehead.

Mrs. Xuanyin, who has always been slapped first when they meet, has never been spared, but what happened this time?Why are you talking so much to him?
And Mrs. Xuanyin didn't seem to have spoken to anyone for a long time, and after a short pause, she started talking again...

"There is no doubt that one party can maintain an orderly inheritance, no matter how it behaves, the core is bound by a rule that cannot be broken."

Xia Qingyang immediately had countless questions on his mind. The most important thing was, what was the use of suddenly telling him these things?

Mrs. Xuanyin seemed to know his doubts in her heart, so she said directly: "If my Holy Sect wants to inherit, do you think that you will choose a madman or a mediocre person like the blood-clothed bloody person as the true inheritance?"

"Now, under the sect of this seat, in fact, the two and a half of Xueyu, you, and Xuezhen can become the true inheritance."

"The rest are just for your whetstones."

"Enjoy this 'knife sharpening' experience, it will benefit you greatly in the years to come."

Xia Qingyang instantly had thousands of emotions in his heart... Feelings, the cruelty of this demon is just an external appearance?

No, the Demon Sect is really cruel, but there are always 'rules' at the core of this Demon Sect... So how can there be real and thorough tyranny?

Mrs. Xuanyin said, "I've read you many times and you've been the best in school. I'll give you a chance to ask questions... Is there anything you don't understand?"

Looking at the meaning, are you really not going to investigate the small force he accidentally set up in Suqing City?

Also, being able to endure the worst beating... is excellent?

His mind was complicated, but the question he finally asked was quite interesting...

He said, "Master, are you actually tired of the smell of blood?"

Mrs. Xuanyin turned her head slightly in surprise, and the perfect face on half of her face was also intoxicating in this bloody scene.

It's a pity that Xia Qingyang lowered his head the whole time, he didn't dare and wouldn't look directly at this master's face.

Mrs. Xuanyin said coldly: "How did you see it?"

Xia Qingyang said: "The disciple just saw that the master had tasted the few altars of blood and completely integrated it into the blood pool, including the 'C blood' that was praised by the master."

He didn't know whether he should show this mind at this time, but he felt that since Mrs. Xuanyin had told him so much today, maybe he could make a gamble for his share of the industry.

Mrs. Xuanyin nodded clearly and said: "I used to drink blood to practice qigong, it was a last resort, and now the blood evil Dacheng no longer needs to drink the blood of living people... If it is not ready for the calamity at this time, why do I need to soak it? in this filthy place."

Xia Qingyang immediately felt that he had made the right bet, and quickly and carefully took out a small pot of real wine from the Qiankun Spirit Basket.

He put it on the blood pond and pushed it away for two steps, lowered his head and said, "Report to Master, this is the spirit wine brewed by the disciples who have been abroad for a year. Please taste it."

Mrs. Xuanyin laughed and said: "Other disciples came to see me with blood, and the blood-clothed even brought living people to me to bleed directly... You are unique."

As he said that, as soon as the blood pool wave was raised, a tentacle-like blood flow flexibly rolled the wine jar and sent it to Mrs. Xuanyin's hands.

She opened the jug and glanced at it... Seeing that the bright red wine inside had a sweet and mellow aroma, she couldn't help but be surprised.

Then I tasted it slightly, and my eyes lit up...

With a sudden wave of his hand, the Qiankun Spirit Basket hanging on Xia Qingyang's waist flew up by himself... In an instant, the storage magic weapon was directly shattered, and a large number of pieces fell out of it.

Among them are some special blood that he specially collected... But Mrs. Xuanyin didn't pay attention to it, and immediately swept away the other two small pots of wine.

Xia Qingyang was a little dazed in shock.

Then he realized that this is the devil's door... Even if the master who was amicable with him a moment ago, the next moment will be able to find out and take away all his family background.

The only thing that made him fortunate was that the [Shangqing Immortal Fire Talisman] was not placed in this storage space, otherwise his hole card would be completely leaked.

At this time, he didn't dare to say anything, and let the debris around him fall on the ground, standing beside him with low eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, waiting for the master to speak.

Mrs. Xuanyin said lightly: "The place where you brewed wine in Suqing City belongs to me."

Xia Qingyang's heart twitched violently at first, and then he said in surprise: "Thank you, Master, for your protection!"

Mrs. Xuanyin said unexpectedly: "I thought you would be resentful."

Sure enough, do cultivators in this realm have a way to directly sense the emotions in people's hearts?

Fortunately, Xia Qingyang thought about it from a different angle in an instant...

He said, "How could this disciple be resentful? In fact, the disciple was thinking about how to tell the master about this, but he didn't dare... After all, this property might not last long without the protection of the master. ."

When Mrs. Xuanyin heard the words 'haha', she laughed twice, and could hear that she was in a really good mood.

"You're smart," she said.

When the words fell, she reached out and waved again, and a bright red sachet flew out from the depths of the blood pool.

She said, "If one of your heaven and earth magic weapons is broken, I will return you a new one."

"You can take these bits and pieces on the ground yourself. There are also some mortal property accumulated in the early years of this seat, so I will give you to maintain the expenses..."

Xia Qingyang took the bright red sachet with a little trembling, as if excited... but was actually frightened.

The style of this sachet doesn't match him. What really makes him uneasy is... He knows that the master is actually a transcendental calamity, so he needs to leave some surveillance on this sachet. Don't be too simple!
However, the elders gave him an indescribable gift... he died on the spot.

He groaned again in his heart... He is too difficult, this devil is really difficult to mix... He wants to lie down again.

(End of this chapter)