Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 281 Two people with different thoughts

No matter how hard the two demons struggled, they could not escape the chains, and the scarlet clouds fell down below.

The clouds and mist broke, and what came into view was a basin with a radius of dozens of acres. There was a huge blood pool in the center, and chains extended from the blood pool.

boom.

The two demons screamed and were dragged by the chains and fell into the blood pool. The thick liquid splashed several feet and kept rolling.

Keep counting interest.

The waves in the blood pool turned up, and two ferocious birds composed of dark red blood rushed out of the blood pool, screaming silently, and crashed into the totem pole standing in the center of the blood pool.

Clang.

As if the sound of gold and iron intersecting came out, the two birds instantly merged into the totem pole, and the figures of the sapphire eagle and the white-feathered crane condensed in the blank space on it.

On the totem pole, countless monsters are densely imprinted, such as the sapphire eagle and the white-feathered crane, which only occupy an insignificant spot among them.

The edge of a huge blood pool.

A strong man with a bare chest and belly walked back and forth in the basin.

Some had huge demonic beasts on their shoulders, some had huge boulders glowing with black light in their arms, and some carried huge animal skin packages on their backs. When they were opened, there were pieces of white bones like warm jade inside.

They walked to the edge of the blood pool and silently threw everything in their hands into the blood. Without stopping, they turned and walked towards the building complex on the edge of the basin.

Until nightfall.

At some point, a rickety old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks appeared quietly next to the totem pole in the center of the blood pool.

He put his hands behind his back, looked at the totem pole, and reached out to pat it.

Buzz.

The totem pole trembled, and the forbidden auras lit up one after another. A total of twenty-nine prohibitions were lit up. The scarlet flames soared into the sky, connecting the heaven and the earth, and the stirring scarlet clouds were endless.

At this time, a big man in black clothes with a rough face emerged from the pool of blood, cupped his hands at the visitor and said, "I have met the palace master."

Zhu Hou glanced at him and said calmly: "How many days will it take for the blood refining device to be completed?"

Cong Li thought for a moment and replied: "It will probably take another seven days."

"Okay." Zhu Hou nodded and ordered: "In seven days, lead the disciples of the sect to meet at the place mentioned by the herding lineage."

"Yes." Cong Li responded and asked softly: "After capturing Lingdi, what about the herding lineage?"

Zhu Hou glanced at him and grinned: "I have some friendship with the herdsman, so it's not easy to take action directly, but if he takes action first."

Cong Li showed a ferocious smile, nodded and said, "I understand."

Just when Zhu Hou was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed, he took a step forward, his figure went straight into the sky, and disappeared.

The next moment, high in the sky, two majestic and powerful auras burst out.

Cong Li looked at the sky solemnly.

Through the scarlet clouds, one could vaguely see a blood-red sun and a cyan sun colliding together. The aftermath of the two caused ripples to form in the formation that shrouded the basin.

It lasted for dozens of breaths before the formation slowly calmed down.

Cong Li's face relaxed slightly, he turned over his hand and took out a jade slip, pouring his energy and blood into it.

An hour later.

A tall and thin monk with small eyes and slightly upturned nostrils drove a black and red falcon from the entrance of the basin and landed on the edge of the blood pool.

The monk stepped into the blood pool, and the falcon behind him suddenly turned into a large amount of black and red blood and poured into his robe.

"This subordinate has met your Excellency."

Cong Li turned around and asked in a deep voice, "Can we find traces of the monster Qiu Yu mentioned?"

Zuo Ling shook his head, "My subordinates have been searching for it for several days, but they haven't seen it yet."

Cong Li frowned slightly, then shook his head and said: "Then don't look for it. Instruct other disciples to stay away from that water area and go to other waters to hunt monsters in the monster realm. Be sure to be quick."

"Yes."

Zuo Ling's pupils shrank, he responded respectfully, turned around and left.

Cong Li glanced at the sky, stretched out his hand to press on the Blood Soul Record, calmed down the restraints within it, thought for a moment, and then sank into the blood pool.

Camp on the edge of the blood pool.

Under Zuo Ling's call, the Li Mo Sect monks walked out of the house one by one, formed an orderly team, strode out of the basin, and merged into the mountain forest. Time passes day by day, and half a month passes in a blink of an eye.

Surrounded by mountains and spiritual land, there is a small central courtyard on the island of Wanshe Lake.

Li Changsheng stood in the courtyard, looking up at the sky with a solemn expression.

Nowadays, the surrounding mountain spiritual land seems to be unchanged from usual, but in fact it is shrouded by a giant magic circle.

Such a generous act, no need to think about it to know that it was the work of Elder Zafeng.

And the reason why he knew it was because the old wolf king and the little black demon returned to the spiritual land more than ten days ago, but were blocked by the formation.

With the abilities of Old Wolf King and Xiao Hei, they can naturally break open a corner of the formation by force, but doing so will definitely alarm the people setting up the formation.

Once a few monsters are exposed, the consequences will naturally go without saying.

Helpless, Li Changsheng had no choice but to keep them away from the spiritual land and wait for his orders.

Half a month has passed now.

Although the atmosphere in Huanshanlingdi became more and more depressing, it remained unchanged, and Li Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

However, he knew that it was more important to be steady at this point.

The Limo Sect and Wan Du Lin join forces to attack the spiritual land, and it will definitely not be a big deal.

There is no change in the surrounding mountains and spiritual land, which means that the war has not started yet.

Now all he needs is "Wait!"

Li Changsheng took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, turned around and walked to the door, sat down on the recliner, took out the jade slip recording the inheritance of the beast breeder, and held it between his eyebrows to look at it.

A small courtyard on the edge of the mountain.

The atmosphere in the room was tense.

Xu Li and his wife, Yan Shaoyuan, and Hao Yuegui were sitting on chairs, their expressions solemn.

At this moment, a burst of footsteps came.

The four people turned to look.

Outside the door, Dongpeng, dressed in black clothes, strode over.

Hao Yuegui stepped forward and asked expectantly: "Brother Peng, have you seen Deacon Liang and Deacon Jing?"

Other people's eyes also fell on him.

Dongpeng shook his head slightly, "No."

"What about the other stewards?" Yan Shaoyuan asked hurriedly.

Dongpeng's eyes flickered and he shook his head again, "No."

"What happened? Why is there no one in charge?" Hao Yuegui looked surprised.

Xu Li seemed to have thought of something and blurted out: "Could it be that the Limo Sect is attacking again?"

"No way"

Yan Shaoyuan and Hao Yuegui's expressions suddenly changed.

Dongpeng frowned, and just when he was about to take Hao Yuegui away, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Xu Li and his wife with doubts in his eyes.
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In a mountain col outside Huanshanlingdi.

The hard earth and rocks suddenly rippled like water, and strips of slug-like insects surged out like fish and beasts.

A big man with green hair furtively raised half of his head. He looked around and saw no one around. His expression was obviously relaxed. Then his entire body was held up by an insect that was nearly ten feet long, shaped like a slug, and had various colors. .

Look at the formation shield in front.

Zhu Xiong secretly cursed Cang Weng and others for being unreliable, and was glad that he did not blindly join them.

Looking at this formation, one can tell that Zafeng has been prepared for a long time. He might be ambushing them somewhere, waiting for them to fall into a trap.

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