Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 300 Blood Nerve
Speaking of this, he raised his hand, barely put it on Kui Lie's shoulder, and continued:
"It depends on your third uncle. Fellow Daoist Kui Keng risked his life to go deep into the Nine Nether Seas with his Golden Core stage cultivation base, and when he came out, he transformed into a Nascent Soul cultivator with an indestructible demon body. That is the real truth." Great chance. However, fellow Daoist Wu Qi had good luck. He happened to encounter the sea of ​​bitterness in the present world, combined with his own cultivation, and thus realized the method of "Bitter Sword". Over the past few hundred years, the old man has found its trace three times, but it is a pity that every time he gets close to Where it is, the alarm bells in my heart are loud, so I have no choice but to retreat first."

"Could it be that there are still old guys from the middle or late Yuanying period in Wuzhiqi's family? Luck backfired, and most of the bloodlines and gods of the whole family were destroyed from the root, and now there is probably only one Jin-rank Nascent Soul without Qi?" Kui Lie asked.

"It's not the Wuzhiqi clan. Afterwards, the old man learned from some friends that several Nascent Souls from the four clans of Lu Wu, Tu Mo, Qin Yuan, and Quail Bird left the clan land at about the same time." Yun Hai said slowly. Said loudly.

Lu Wu is a tiger with nine tails and a human face with tiger claws.

The soil mole is shaped like a sheep, with four horns on its head.

Qin's principle is to belong to the birds, the body is like a bee, and the tail needle is highly poisonous.

The quail bird is like a phoenix, with red feathers all over.

These four clans had also produced cultivators who transformed themselves into gods in the past, but they disappeared later.

For nearly ten thousand years, with the growth of the human race, the Jiao clan and other ethnic groups, the living space of other small ethnic groups has been further oppressed.Now they are either attached to the big clan with the cultivator who transforms the gods, or they are united in an alliance.

Of course, this world is too vast, and there are always some reclusive Nascent Souls and cultivators who transform into gods.

After Kui Lie heard Yun Hai's words, he turned his head and looked at him a few times, and asked suspiciously: "Old man, how many monks did your human monks secretly buy off from various tribes? Are there any spies in my tribe?"

"The old man told me that he was informed by a friend afterwards. If he knew his whereabouts, how could they survive? As for your Kui clan, do you still need spies? Every time those old guys in your clan go out, which one is not Feng Zhi?" Lei Xing, make such a big move, I'm afraid other monks don't know about it?" Yun Hai said unhurriedly.

As for these words, Kui Lie barely believed them.

After all, the whereabouts of a family of Nascent Soul cultivators are confidential.

Usually only one or two monks closest to him know his whereabouts.

For example, when Zhenjun Wanhua went out to do errands, he would only greet Mingyou and Fei Teng in advance, while most of the other Jindan monks in Qingxiazong did not know the whereabouts of their ancestors at all.

"I told you, will they listen?" Kui Lie sneered.

"It shouldn't have been possible before, but it wasn't necessarily before. On the way back, I received news from the Hall of Elders that your Kui clan went out of their way to cooperate with the Jiao clan this time, causing trouble for the Dou clan to the Eastern Wasteland, and the aftermath of the battle Accidentally involved several out-going Yuanying cultivators from the Qingyang Clan." Master Yunhai laughed.

"How about the outcome?" Kui Lie asked with a slight frown.

"It's only been more than a hundred years since the incident of Xuanxiao, and those guys from the Qingyang clan naturally didn't want to get involved. They would rather lose more than a dozen Jindan people who were involved in the battlefield, and they would directly return to the secret realm. I heard that the cultivators from the Kui Clan and the Jiao Clan took action to contain the Fudou clan. At the end of the battle, three Taoist friends from the Fudou clan were destroyed, but their Nascent Soul was fine. Give up the chance of being reborn, but I'm afraid I won't make any progress in this life." Zhenjun Yunhai said slowly.

Speaking of this, he turned his head and glanced at Cao Wei, and explained:
"De Cao, if you go out in the future, if you don't have to, don't set foot in the Eastern Wilderness. Although Master Wuxiang came here in person last time and gave a response to all parties, some big monks in the Elder's Hall are still not easy to get along with. These guys have always firmly believed that 'the kind of race that is not my own will have a different heart'. Once they catch something, I am afraid they will continue to put pressure on our Chongwu domain practice community. Just wait a minute, old man Occupying a seat in the Elder's Hall, those guys will have to weigh their words at that time. How can they keep interfering in my clan's internal affairs?"

Among the 72 domains of the Western Wilderness, most of them were ruled by the human race early on. Among them, the monks' concepts and views on alien races are not as enlightened as those of the Chongwu domain, which were finally incorporated into the territory.

For a long time, the monks of the human race in those places have always been aloof and have always looked down on the alien race.

The most obvious thing is that their attitude towards the spirit beasts under them is almost always a death contract, driven by extremely strong means, without any scruples about their lives.

Of course, in this case, the spirit beast devours the master also happens from time to time.

And if Ru Xiaguang automatically terminated the contract with each other after Kui Lie gave birth to a baby, that is completely impossible.

This matter has now spread to other areas of practice, and many Nascent Soul True Monarchs privately think that Xia Guang is pedantic and weak-tempered.

After all, as a monk of the human race, how can I have any credibility with these evildoers?
For evildoers, of course, it is better to kill the wrong than to let them go.

"Disciple understands, it seems that the ancestor is sure to break through the late Yuanying stage!" Cao Wei smiled lightly.

"The shortest is three to fifty years, and the longest is a hundred years." Yunhai Zhenjun stroked his beard and said.

"The disciple is here to congratulate the ancestor in advance for being promoted to a great monk, and his life will last forever!" Cao Wei said, clasping his hands.

As for Fang You, the disciple and grandson, True Monarch Yunhai didn't even mention it from the beginning to the end, and he didn't even ask about it.

After all, since Master Yunhai resigned as the fifth patriarch of the Qingxia Sect, the affairs of the sect were naturally taken care of by Xia Guang or Wan Hua.

Cultivators who don't know how to let go, like True Lord Lingyan, will be distracted and waste time, so that they will not be able to break through.

If you worry about it from beginning to end, you will be exhausted to death.

Speaking of which, among the newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivators of Yunhai Zhenjun and his generation in Chongwu Domain, that Lingyan Zhenjun should be the leader, but the other party's luck was a little bit bad, and it took a long time to train the next generation to carry out the training. handover.

However, the Fengshan Ghost Lord was not well-known, and he was unable to rule the Lingyan Sect openly.

From Cao Wei's point of view, the Nascent Soul cultivators of the three sects in southern Xinjiang would never express their opinions hastily on this matter. They should want to wait for the northern land to become chaotic.

Of course, sects in other realms also think so.

Chongwu domain is not big, but it is not small. Which sect does not want to occupy a few more blessed lands in Lingshan to enrich its own heritage.

In recent years, as some foundation-building monks from the Western Regions came in from the Youyun Daze, there were chess pieces from various sects mixed in, jumping up and down on this surface non-stop.

And because these people have enough sources of information, they have not directly attacked the three cultivators, but dispersed all at once.

They pretended to be the disciples of the three sects, and while targeting the Southern Border and the Western Regions to build foundations, they sowed a wedge between the three sects.

Over the years, the disciples of the three Law Enforcing Halls in Southern Xinjiang captured a small number of people, and made them public very simply, and continued to publicize them, so as not to arouse mutual hatred.

However, according to the usual practice, as long as the monks under the Qingxia Sect cross the Qingyou River, they will live and die at their own risk.

Under the Hehuan Sect and the Yunfu Sect, there is a similar boundary.

The three sects will only keep the situation under control, and will not let all the casual cultivators form a group.

Between the words, their group of monks flew out of the blessed land of Bihai, and suddenly appeared in a spiritual mountain near Qingxia Peak.

Master Yunhai patted Cao Wei on the shoulder, and said: "De Cao, hurry up and rest!"

And Kui Lie said: "I'll go and see Fang You's situation first, and I'll go to your side later, with good wine and food ready."

"It's natural." Cao Wei nodded and said.

As soon as the words fell, he flew towards Baizhu Peak.

With the extraction of essence and blood, he could not display [-]% of his body's strength, so naturally he would not rashly leave the scope of the sect at this time.

Even though Tailing Mountain is only more than [-] miles away from the Zongmen.

And You Yun and Liu Yan had already received his notice earlier, and they came to Baizhu Peak to wait earlier, as guardians.

Watching Cao Weifei go, Yunhai waved his hands, and said slowly: "Go, wait for the old man to see Fang You. Now Xiaguang is refining the elixir, so let him not worry."

It is not uncommon for hundreds of years of practice to touch the golden elixir, and the last moment of giving birth to a fetus is destroyed.

Sometimes having a baby is fate.

"What about you, don't you go there together?" Kui Lie asked.

"So what if the old man is gone?" Yun Hai asked back.

Between the words, two gray-haired monks flew from Qingxia Peak and galloped towards where they were.

Before approaching, one of them said through a voice transmission through the air: "Master, your old man is back!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Xing Di and Yue Wei rustling down from the canopy.

Seeing the person coming, Yunhai Zhenjun said with a smile: "I heard that you want to use Fang You to refine war slaves? But for a mere Golden Core cultivator, I am afraid that the level of war slaves produced is not high. How about using this old man to refine it?"

"I think so too. It's just..." Yue Wei laughed.

Before he finished speaking, he flew out and disappeared in place.

I saw a figure smashed through an unknown number of trees along the way, and finally hit the top of another hill a few miles away. The whole person was embedded in a stone wall, half a foot deep into the stone.

On the other side, True Monarch Yunhai slowly put his feet away, and then smiled at Xing Di: "What about you?"

"My disciple can't live longer than your old man." Xing Di sighed.

As soon as these words were finished, True Monarch Yunhai patted him on the shoulder, and then said with a smile: "After all, you are quite sincere."

"Master, be gentle, this old bone of this disciple...can't stand...torturing." Xing Di shouted.

That Yunhai Zhenjun suddenly lifted and threw this disciple out.

At this point, both the principal and deputy hall masters of the Qingxia Sect's dark hall were embedded in the rocky walls.

"Old Yue, are you still alive?" Xing Di asked.

He grabbed the wall of the stone pit, pulled himself out, and then leaned to the side to have a look, just in time to meet Yue Wei's eyes.

"Old Xing, I'm alright, there's nothing serious about it. It's quite comfortable for Master to dispel the wisp of Da Ri Jinghuo that Wan Hua left in my body." Yue Wei grinned.

Then he asked through voice transmission: "Do you think we should go to the grave?"

Upon hearing this, Xing Di immediately winked at him.

"I think you have stayed in the dark place like the Dark Hall for too long, and you are completely dazed. Unless the disciples of this sect donate their bodies voluntarily, otherwise, if you dare to do such a thing, don't blame the old man for killing you!" Traitor."

After saying that, Master Yunhai clapped his hands unhurriedly, and then flew away in the air.

When he came back this time, now that he had seen Xing Di and Yue Wei, he would naturally go to see Shi Tong and Qiao Daowang, the two disciples who were about to die, as well as the hardworking Ming You.

Over the years, he had seen how many disciples died, and he was already used to it.

The world is a feast of joy and parting. Parting between life and death is normal. Some people arrive late and others leave early. How can everything go smoothly?

Seeing the friendly behavior between the three masters and apprentices, Kui Lie, who was standing aside, couldn't help but shook his head, then turned his hand and took out a storage bag and threw it over.

"The body of the Jindan Stage monk of the Swallowing Ming Clan is for you to study, and don't make any more plans for Fang You."

Xing Di, who was in the distance, stretched out his hand and took the storage bag into his hand. After weighing it a few times, he separated a ray of divine sense into it.

Then with a thought, he took the corpse from it.

That Yue Wei also rushed over.

I saw a square icicle floating in front of the two of them, half a zhang wide and three zhang long.

Through the dark blue ice, one can see a half-solid and half-empty corpse frozen inside.

The corpse is about one and a half feet high from head to toe, its limbs are slender, and the middle part of its body is also extremely slender. The ribs are clearly visible, and the head that looks somewhat sharp in appearance and the face that looks like a horse's face , In these places, there are layers of black scales with strands of bloodshot growth.

"Kui Lie, why are there only male corpses? Didn't we agree that there must be male and female corpses, and they must be in pairs, at least there is a comparison!" Xing Di asked via voice transmission.

"There are so many demands, whether you want love or not, you can get it yourself!" Kui Lie waved his hand and responded casually.

"I don't care about you reckless man. Lao Yue, let's go back. With this corpse, my "Blood Nerve" should be able to improve a bit." Xing Di laughed.

While speaking, a large bone spur suddenly burst out from his shoulder blade, followed by a large circle of flesh and blood on the left side of his body, and then the whole body swelled up, with lumps of squirming flesh and blood on it.

There were still some human-shaped heads, but they were also wrapped in these flesh and blood that seemed to have their own consciousness. The eyes, ears and nose were gone, and only a big mouth full of fangs was left.

Then I saw that his body turned into a giant of more than twenty feet, he opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the corpse together with the icicles in one fell swoop.

(End of this chapter)