As soon as the noodles were cooked, a disciple came hurriedly and said, "The Xiaoyao Sect is here to provoke us. Elder Feng, Elder Xiao, please go over and take a look."

Granny Feng wiped her hands and touched Feng Yan's head: "Eat, grandma will go and take a look."

Not long after Grandma Feng left, and before Feng Yan had finished his longevity noodles, he was called to the inner gate by an elder disciple, saying that there was an urgent matter.

Feng Yan was on guard.

But the man who came had a dark face and asked, "Why, can't I invite you?"

The meaning of the words was very clear, he had to go whether he wanted to or not.

But he was unyielding by nature, so he turned around and headed towards the Tiannan Sect’s main gate to look for his grandmother.

Xu Qingzhi and Huo Fengyan, who were in the scene but were like spectators, followed the scene in front of them and quickly retreated. The next scene they saw was that Grandma Feng was beaten and seriously injured, covered in blood.

Perhaps those people did not expect Feng Yan to come, and their faces were filled with surprise.

One of the elders shouted angrily: "Why did you bring him here?"

The late-coming disciple clasped his fists and said, "Please forgive me, Elder. He wanted to come here on his own initiative."

Feng Yan flew towards Grandma Feng.

Granny Feng was only breathing her last, but when she saw her grandson rushing over, she forced herself to stand up, spitting out blood, and urged, "Go, Ah Yan, go, get out of here, quickly! They are crazy, a bunch of crazy people, go!"

How could Feng Yan abandon his loved ones? With his personality, he would never back down even if he had to fight to his last breath.

Granny Feng used her remaining energy to deal with the attacks of these people while roaring: "Ayan, if you don't leave, I will die with my eyes wide open!"

But it was too late. Grandma Feng was only breathing her last breath. Her liver and gallbladder were shattered. She could no longer stand up and fell to the ground.

Blood gushed out of her mouth. Feng Yan held her tightly in his arms, crying out in agony: "Grandma, Grandma..."

"Ayan, he, they want to take, you, your body, as a sacrifice. A'xun, A'heng, your parents, your uncles..." Granny Feng took another breath, her eyes wide open and dazed, her hand tightly grasped Feng Yan's arm, "Live, Ayan, live well!"

The scene in front of me gradually blurred and turned into a bloody mist.

Xu Qingzhi's eyes became sore from watching this, and he unconsciously tightly held Huo Fengyan's hand beside him.

After the blood-red fog dissipated, there was a dark place that looked like a cave.

There is a bright green light in the dark cave, which looks like blood vessels or lines of life.

Xu Qingzhi took two steps closer and finally saw clearly with the help of the fluorescent light. The person emitting the green light lines on the ground was actually Feng Yan.

He was not like the arrogant and domineering villain she had seen when she first met him.

At this moment, his hands and feet were bound with heavy black iron chains, and he was forced to lie prone on the ground, looking extremely miserable, like a dog that had been abandoned and tortured repeatedly.

Xu Qingzhi subconsciously moved forward, wanting to save him, but whenever he stretched out his hand, he would always end up with nothing.

Because it's just a memory.

She could no longer control her sore eyes, and a few tears fell. She asked the people around her, "What are they going to do?"

Huo Fengyan calmly explained to her: "This is a spiritual vein. Every new spiritual vein requires the sacrifice of pure blood."

Following Huo Fengyan's voice, the green meridians of Feng Yan, who was lying on the ground in front of him, seemed to be receiving something and was in great pain. Then, a green light overflowed from his body, gradually dimming in the air, and the entire cave was filled with spiritual energy.

"My relatives are all of pure blood. The so-called unexpected encounters during the trials are just ridiculous excuses. They are all locked up in a spirit vein cave like this to transform their spirit veins."

As Huo Fengyan continued to talk, Xu Qingzhi gradually understood.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth in the world of immortal cultivation is not naturally present. Spiritual veins are just like modern mineral resources.

Small sects can only occupy places with thin spiritual energy, while large sects occupy places with the most abundant spiritual energy. In fact, they do not occupy, but they discover the spiritual veins and transform them for their own use.

It’s just that the spiritual energy of the spiritual vein cannot be used directly by immortal cultivators. It needs to be converted into a container, and this container is the immortal cultivator with the purest bloodline.

Feng Yan's parents, uncles, their children, and his brothers and sisters were all of pure blood and were used for sacrifice.

Because only in this way can the spiritual energy in the world of immortal cultivation be guaranteed to be endless.

Huo Fengyan looked at the dark cave all around him and spoke in a very light voice, as if it had no weight: "I have been trapped here for what seems to be a hundred years, or two hundred years, I forgot, it's been too long."