After all the sacrifices have been made to speed pass, who is still practicing hard skills?

Chapter 301 Hue
It's really impossible to blame old man Jiuhe for being rude at first and then respectful, causing ridicule. The gap between them is really too big, so big that they are not even in the same dimension.

In fact, as long as Jiang Che wanted to, not to mention him, even the entire Yuling Mountain would not be enough for the other party to slaughter alone.

If an ordinary warrior came to steal, the fight would naturally be to the death.

But if the gap is too big, then you can only change your mind quickly.

This is the way of doing things in the underworld.

If you want to survive in the underworld, you must be prepared to kneel down at any time.

Therefore, at this moment, Old Man Jiuhe did not feel humiliated at all, but was trembling with fear, afraid of angering the other party, and even took out all the valuable things in the treasure house.

"No need, I've taken what I should take, you can keep the rest."

Jiang Che waved his hand.

"Senior, you are so kind. I would like to thank you on behalf of the entire Yuling Mountain."

Old Man Jiuhe bowed again.

"You are good. Maybe you will live longer in the future."

Jiang Che smiled, and moved his feet to the other party's side, as if shrinking the distance into an inch. He patted old man Jiuhe on the shoulder and spoke with encouragement.

He really hadn't thought of massacring Yuling Mountain.

After all, he doesn't kill for fun. As long as the other party doesn't provoke him, he generally won't take action, unless the other party has the sacrifice he needs. In order to offer the sacrifice, he can only be ruthless.

"I borrow your good words, senior. I borrow your good words, senior."

"gone."

Jiang Che finished his words and said no more. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace.

Only old man Jiuhe was left there, wiping the sweat from his forehead. When he saw that the other party had really left, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then as if he had thought of something, he quickly rushed towards the cave.

He originally thought that Jiang Che would take away all the Red Flame Golden Ganoderma in the cave, but he found that he only took away two thousand-year-old ones, and left some Yuan Crystals.

Although those Yuan crystals were not enough to buy two Red Flame Golden Ganoderma.

But the attitude is there.

Elder Jiuhe was somewhat surprised and sighed, "This person is quite nice."

After all, in his imagination, the villains who dared to cause chaos in the capital of Nanyue must be people with fickle tempers. What's more, there is a Red Blood Demon Lord accompanying him, so one can imagine what kind of person he is.

The result was far beyond his expectations.

The Hundred Thousand Mountains does not really mean a hundred thousand mountains, but a general term. In fact, the Hundred Thousand Mountains refers to a mountain range, which is a forbidden area for the Baiyue countries.

Because there is a force there.

Temple of the Witch God!
Among the Baiyue countries, the most terrifying and mysterious force is the emperor of each country. If the envoy of the Witch God Temple gives an order, the Baiyue countries dare not resist in the slightest.

Like a vassal.

Even the outskirts are a very dangerous forbidden area for warriors from the Baiyue countries.

Just like the Red Blood Demon Lord, who was once so ferocious and arrogant, he did not dare to go deep into the Ten Thousand Mountains to plunder, because there were real strong men at the level of Martial Saint.

After leaving Yuling Mountain, Jiang Che headed south. During the journey, he witnessed countless customs and practices that were very different from those in the Central Plains. The makeup, clothing, and even martial arts were all different.

Magic, witchcraft, evil ways, and all kinds of unorthodox practices are very popular here.

Some of these methods made Jiang Che feel surprised and suspicious.

For example, the art of magic can not only cast curses, but also tell fortunes, set up formations, and is a great supplement to martial arts. And the art of witchcraft is even more extraordinary.

The Gu cultivator cultivates, refines and raises Gu insects.

There are poisonous insects hidden between flesh and blood. There are poisonous insects that can change one's aptitude, there are poisonous insects that can fight, and there are also various kinds of magical and mysterious poisonous insects. The speed at which their strength increases can even be described as extremely fast.

Once a Gu King is raised, it is almost equivalent to having the strength of a god.

The Red Blood Demon Lord once said that he had suffered losses in this regard and would not dare to underestimate it in the slightest. If he encountered a Gu cultivator in the future, he must not be careless.

Jiang Che was quite interested in this.

He continued to learn from the Red Blood Demon Lord's experience in order to increase his own knowledge.

On the way to Qingfeng Mountain, perhaps because they were getting closer, or perhaps because the Red Blood Demon Lord could not help it, he finally told Jiang Che his story.

About one hundred forty or fifty years ago. At that time, his cultivation was still far from reaching the peak of the divine state, but his methods were also very impressive, and he was even more conceited.

He did not take the warriors of Baiyue Kingdom seriously.

After increasing his strength through several robberies, he became even more arrogant.

But soon, he suffered a setback and was hunted down by a major sect from the Baiyue countries. He had no way to escape or return. It was during that critical period that he accidentally met an envoy from the Temple of the Witch God.

That person was the goddess of the Witch God Temple, named Qingfeng, who was ordered to patrol the Baiyue countries.

The two met by chance, and because the Red Blood Demon Lord concealed his identity, and Qing Feng was a rookie at that time and was relatively naive, she trusted him very much and believed his words without any discrimination.

Helped him kill those who were chasing him.

Treat the other person as a tool and keep helping him.

During this process, the relationship between the two was gradually heating up. At that time, the Red Blood Demon Lord also knew that Blue Bird was the goddess of the Witch God Temple.

The other party wanted to take him back to the Shiwanda Mountains to get married and become a Taoist couple.

But the Red Blood Demon Lord had committed many evil deeds in the Baiyue countries, so he did not have the courage to go to the Shiwan Mountains.

Because of this dispute, the two had a conflict.

But Qing Feng still stayed with him, even to the point of being obsessed with him. She even secretly cast a curse on him, saying that she was afraid that he would leave her and face such a serious goddess from the Witch God Temple.

The Red Blood Demon Lord panicked and began to feel afraid of Qing Feng.

Afterwards, he left without saying goodbye and fled far away to Baiyue.

Later, the connection between the Goddess Qing Feng and him was discovered by the people in the Temple of the Witch God, and she was directly exiled from the temple. From then on, she lived on the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains and no longer cared about worldly affairs.

This was what the Red Blood Demon Lord said, but Jiang Che didn't believe it. He felt that this old guy had exaggerated his views a lot. Was Qing Feng expelled from the Witch God Temple just because of feelings?
"Senior, are you telling the truth?"

Jiang Che asked suspiciously.

"Of course, can I deceive you?"

At this moment, just as Jiang Che and the Red Blood Demon Lord were about to arrive at Qingfeng Mountain, the Nanyue ancestor Qi Pingdao also came to a mountain gate deep in the Baiyue countries.

This time, he came to ask for help.

The Baiyue countries were too large, almost equivalent to the area of ​​several states in the Central Plains, with a vast territory of tens of thousands of miles. There were nearly a hundred countries, large and small, and various tribes.

In such a chaotic and vast area, it was almost like looking for a needle in a haystack to find the Red Blood Demon Lord and Jiang Che. As for the blood curse method, it was almost useless for the Red Blood Demon Lord who practiced the blood way, and there were not many great masters of divine appearance who dared to exchange their lives with the Red Blood Demon Lord.

Therefore, this method is not valid.

And the method Qi Pingdao thought of was not the spell of killing, but to rely on divination to confirm the whereabouts of the Red Blood Demon Lord at this moment. As long as they were still in the Baiyue countries, that would be enough.

He was confident that he could easily suppress the so-called Red Blood Demon Lord.

As for the candidate he was looking for, it was a high priest who was highly respected among the Baiyue countries. He came from a tribe, but he practiced the art of divination and was always successful.

Not to mention the Grand Master of Divine Physiognomy, even a Martial Saint would dare to take a peek.

However, he also suffered a lot of losses because of this, and his life span was already at the end, so he stopped caring about worldly affairs more than ten years ago.

But Qi Pingdao still came, because this was his best way other than the Witch God Temple, and it would be the fastest way to find the trace of the Red Blood Demon Lord and get the dragon vein back.

There is no room for error in this matter.

"Please help me, fellow Taoist."

In the simple stone house, Qi Pingdao looked at the skinny old man in front of him who was almost at the end of his life, clasped his fists and bowed with a very sincere attitude.

"Ahem. My life span is almost over, and I have long stopped caring about worldly affairs. Brother Qi has found the wrong person. Please go back." The skinny old man shook his head slightly and rejected the other party's request.

“Fellow Daoist, please don’t refuse yet. Qi knows that your life span is coming to an end, so I brought you a life-extending spiritual object as a price. I ask you to help me once, and don’t worry.

Qi doesn't want you to curse me, nor do I want you to fight me to death. I just hope you can help me find the whereabouts of this person. That's enough."

Qi Pingdao immediately took out a thousand-year-old longevity medicine.

He believed that the other party would be tempted, because this old man had died more than ten years ago, but he was still alive until now, which clearly meant he still had some strength left.

Although he seemed to be on his last legs, he could actually feel that there was still some life left in the other person's body, so he could easily hold on for another few decades.

Sure enough, when Qi Pingdao took out the longevity spiritual object, the skinny old man's eyes sparkled, and he seemed to have regained his spirit. After a moment, he coughed twice and said:
"Who are you looking for?"

“The Red Blood Demon Lord from a hundred years ago showed up some time ago. He did not perish at the hands of the Central Plains strongmen, but robbed the Nanyue national treasure house and caused chaos in the capital.

If I don't kill this man, I will not be reconciled. A man from the Central Plains is so reckless in my Baiyue land. This man must die. If he doesn't die, it will not be enough to appease the public anger."

There was a hint of murderous intent in Qi Pingdao's eyes.

"Red Blood Demon Lord, cough, cough, it turns out this guy is still alive"

"Yes, I heard that this person once robbed your tribe, but he failed. Don't you want to see this person die in the hands of the Yue people?"

"It seems that this person has stolen some incredible treasures from the Nanyue National Treasury."

The skinny old man stared at Qi Pingdao.

"Qi does not deny this."

"Have you brought anything?"

The skinny old man continued.

It is impossible to find someone's trace out of thin air. You must have something that is contaminated with the other person's scent. Otherwise, even he can't do it.

Qi Pingdao spread out his palm, revealing a pile of blood-stained dirt:
"That demon once left a formation inside my Nanyue Palace. This is something that has been tainted with his aura."

"Wait, then."

The skinny old man stood up, picked up a silver basin, filled it with soil, and then walked tremblingly into a secret room with the life-extending spiritual object. About half an hour later.

The old man took out a palm-sized wooden compass and handed it to Qi Ping.
"This thing can last for twelve hours, which is enough for you to find the trace of the demon."

"how to use?"

Qi Pingdao showed a look of joy, he finally came to the right place this time.

As long as we can find the trace, the other party will never be able to escape.

"Just a drop of blood."

"Will the devil find out?"

Qi Pingdao was just about to drip blood, but suddenly paused. After all, he knew how difficult the Red Blood Demon Lord was, otherwise he would not have been at large for so long. He had to be on guard.

"This is something I have researched for decades. The demon has not yet reached the realm of cause and effect, so he cannot find anyone spying on it. However, he may be able to sense it on a whim."

The skinny old man explained a few words and said no more.

Qi Pingdao then breathed a sigh of relief and immediately forced out a drop of blood which fell on the wooden compass. Sure enough, after a few breaths, his compass began to turn and the needle pointed to somewhere.

At the same time, he vaguely sensed the other party's approximate location.

A thought suddenly came to my mind:
"Is that devil seeking his own death? He actually ran to the Shiwan Mountains."

But no matter what he thought, he could not waste time at this moment. He immediately bid farewell to the skinny old man, turned around and chased in the direction of the Ten Thousand Mountains, locating the location using the compass.

He believed that this time the Red Blood Demon Lord would surely fall.

As long as we can get back the dragon vein of Nanyue Kingdom, even if it is an extremely precious spiritual object that can prolong life, it will be worth it!
“This is the Shiwan Mountains.”

Standing on a flat ground, Jiang Che looked at the endless mountains in the distance and the pure spiritual energy faintly emanating from them. Jiang Che was secretly shocked in his heart, but he did not sigh too much.

After staying for a while, we continued on our way.

This place is not far from Qingfeng Mountain.

He estimated that the truth would come out by then.

And in his opinion, no matter how much Qing Feng hated the Red Blood Demon Lord, she at least loved him very much, it was just that it was a little too much to deal with such a love-brained woman.

As long as the Red Blood Demon Lord sacrifices a little bit of his looks, there will probably be no problem with the sacrifice.

Of course, he also made judgments.

Although they are no match for Qing Feng based on their strength, they should be able to evacuate without any problem, as they have the Spirit Talisman Avatar to cover their retreat and the Red Blood Demon Lord has various secret methods to conceal their tracks.

Qingfeng would definitely not be able to catch up with them.

At this moment, he also wanted to see what the so-called goddess of the Witch Temple looked like.

About two hours later, finally, with the reminder of the Red Blood Demon Lord, they arrived at Qingfeng Mountain.

Looking at a hundred-foot-high peak in front of him, Jiang Che was thinking about how to pay homage when suddenly, a phoenix cry rang out in the void, and then a green-winged divine bird suddenly spread its wings and circled above their heads.

Faintly, Jiang Che saw a white figure on the back of the blue divine bird.

Then, a chilling voice resounded throughout the area thousands of feet away:
"Lu Chenfeng, you, a heartless man, actually dare to come to see me!"

(End of this chapter)