Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 1113 Blood Spirit Religion
Seeing Monk Hua looking like he was chasing a dog, I frowned and asked, "What is going on? Can you tell me first so that I can be mentally prepared?"

"You get out of the car first. Let's talk on the way. Hurry up, life is at stake!" Hua Monk said urgently.

"Wouldn't it be better if you just get into my car? Wouldn't it be faster if I drove there?" I wondered.

But Monk Hua waved his hand and said: "You can't drive for this matter. Your identity will be exposed easily. Not only can we not drive, we also have to dress up with human skin masks so that no one can recognize who we are, especially you. Boy."

Hearing what he said, I got out of the car doubtfully, parked the car in front of my dad's bastard's shop, said hello to the second elder, and then followed Monk Hua and walked quickly in the same direction.

When I came back from Huaxue Xiaoqi's house, it was already very late, and now it was already dark.

As Monk Hua walked, he explained to me in a hurry: "Xiaojiu, this is a serious matter. These days, I have been with this guy Bai Zhan. Just a few days ago, I went back I took a trip to Ziliang Mountain in Qiucheng District. After I came back, Bai Zhan got into a big trouble and got into trouble with a cult called the Blood Spirit Sect. Now the Blood Spirit Sect people are gathering a group of masters to deal with Bai Zhan. As for this kid, if the two of us don’t go, Bai Zhan will definitely die.”

"Blood Spirit Cult? What the hell is this? Why haven't I heard of it before?" I wondered.

"You haven't heard that this is normal. You have been fighting fiercely with Guiyong Dao all day long. How can you care about these things? This Blood Spirit Sect used to be almost as powerful as Guiyong Dao. Later, after several suppressions, it fell silent. However, Their bones and blood are still there. I heard that the leader of the Blood Spirit Sect, the Blood Spirit Ancestor, is still alive. He is at least a hundred years old now. He is about the same age as your great-great-grandfather. He is basically a master of the same level, even if he is older than Your great-great-great-grandfather is so close, it’s very scary. You said that Bai Zhan has provoked such a scary guy, then does he still have a way to survive?" Monk Hua said angrily.

"Holy shit, this kid Bai Zhan is quite capable. He has dared to fight against such a cult for about a year after his debut. I really don't want to live anymore. I really didn't misjudge him. This kid is awesome." I admired.

"The boy is not bad, and his foundation is very good, but he is too unlucky. At least you have a grandfather to teach you. His grandfather gave him a broken book before he died and let him figure it out for more than a year. , this kid has made rapid progress, which is really impressive. We can’t just let this kid die this time. He is a very good person, and he is really worth making friends. If you go this time, it will be a meeting gift for others." Ha. The monk said as he walked quickly.

I thought about it for a moment, and suddenly felt something was wrong, so I said again: "Oh, that's not right. Since you said that the Blood Spirit Ancestor is so powerful and has a cultivation level similar to that of my great-grandfather, wouldn't it mean that the two of us would die if we go there?" "What? How about we call a few helpers over, some of them more capable..." I said again.

"We're running out of time. I'm just telling you how powerful the Blood Spirit Cult is. But to deal with Bai Zhan, it's impossible for a master of the Blood Spirit Ancestor's level to appear. Killing chickens can still use his skills. Awesome? They probably sent out a few masters from the Blood Spirit Sect. The two of us will go over and we can almost settle things. Hurry up. I guess Bai Zhan has already fucked them. After playing for a while, we can only Collect the body for Bai Zhan!"

As we talked, we walked to a main road. I hailed a taxi and the two of us quickly got into the car.

"Master, go to the old boiler factory..." Monk Hua said anxiously.

"Old boiler factory? It's in the wilderness. It's been abandoned for many years. The roads are not easy to navigate..." the driver said.

"Don't worry so much, I'll just give you more money." Hua Monk urged.

"Okay!" The driver responded and immediately started the car.

After Monk Hua and I sat in the car, we didn't say a word. Monk Hua's expression was very solemn. It seemed that this matter was really urgent and there was no need to delay.

After driving for more than half an hour, the car left the old city. In an area of ​​private housing that was to be demolished, Monk Huahua asked the driver to stop the car and gave him money.

I also got out of the car and looked around, but saw the desolation everywhere, and many old houses were almost demolished, so I wondered: "Are we here?"

"No, we still have to walk a little further. I asked you to come down and put on a human skin mask. The people of the Blood Spirit Cult are very evil and very vindictive. We can't expose our identities and try to avoid causing more trouble. Let's The mission this time is just to rescue Bai Zhan, there is no need to fight them to the end."

Having said that, Monk Hua took me into a dilapidated private house and urged me to take out the human skin mask. We both also changed into a set of clothes each. After we were almost packed, I asked again: " Why is that boy Bai Zhan surrounded by people in the old boiler factory?"

"The people from the Blood Spirit Cult kidnapped one of his friends. His friend's name was Erhu. He was a kid from Huba. He was younger than Bai Zhan. They threatened Bai Zhan to go alone or else they would kill Erhu. Come on, these Blood Spirit Sect guys don’t follow any rules, why don’t they follow Gui Yongdao.” Monk Hua packed up his clothes and quickly walked out of the house with me.

After the two of us came out, we walked another five or six miles and soon saw the old boiler factory in Tiannan City, located in a wild field in the suburbs.

This old boiler factory used to be a large enterprise, and it was once very glorious. The people who worked here were quite respectable. However, with the development of the times, many enterprises can no longer operate. This old boiler factory was shut down more than 20 years ago. It closed down and was surrounded by weeds and desolation. The original prosperity has long since disappeared.

Monk Hua and I walked over quietly, and when we were leaning against the corner, we heard the sounds of fighting and a few barkings coming from the yard of the old boiler factory. It was very noisy.

Monk Hua glanced at me, swayed, and lay down on the courtyard wall. I followed closely and climbed up the courtyard wall.

After the two of us lay on the courtyard wall, our eyes were involuntarily attracted to the scene in the courtyard.

But I saw a person standing on the top of a very high iron shelf in the middle of the yard. I recognized him just at a glance. Isn't that guy Bai Zhan?
It's just that his current condition doesn't look good, with blood all over his body.

(End of this chapter)