Chapter 51 Life and Death Fills the Gap in the Blood Sacrifice

Qiu Qingyu looked towards the darkness and turned his head in confusion, "There are quite a few ghosts over there. I'm afraid I'll die without a burial place if I go there."

"You have no confidence in yourself, and besides, I didn't ask you to go." Xie Tingyu looked innocent.

Anyone could tell that Xie Tingyu was playing dumb, and the schadenfreude in his eyes was extremely obvious.

Bai Lingling and Xie Tingyu had only known each other for a short time, but they got along well, which allowed her to understand Xie Tingyu's personality.

They are cold towards outsiders and indifferent to the situations of others, but they will do their best to protect those who care about them and are particularly gentle.

Even so, Xie Tingyu is not cold and heartless to just anyone. Looking at him, he can even be described as mean.

Could it be that she has some grudge against Qiu Qingyu?

Xie Tingyu also felt that his hostility towards Qiu Qingyu was too obvious.

This murderous intent that emerged from the bottom of my heart could not be suppressed.

It seems to be the memory left by this body.

Xie Tingyu was suddenly shocked. If this body had murderous intentions towards Qiu Qingyu, and Qiu Qingyu was the one who killed Xie Chuyang, then could this mortal body be Xie Chuyang's mortal body?

Also, he killed his wife to preach the truth. What truth was he preaching?

Why is it that now, he can only sigh at the carefree state, but can't even touch the threshold of looking at the sea tide?

Are these two Qiu Qingyu the same person?

Xie Tingyu truly realized how terrifying it is to think too much.

This so-called book-traveling was like a scam, and Xie Tingyu, who thought he had the script in his hands, gradually fell into a whirlpool of doubt.

Qiu Qingyu looked around, pinched his fingers, and turned to the direction Xie Tingyu pointed.

In a flash, a flame passed by and passed directly in front of Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu came back to his senses, raised his eyes and looked back, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

Wen Zhihe seemed not afraid of the ghost behind him at all and appeared the most casual among the few people.

He was wrapped in a thick red and white garment, with white fluff brushing his cheeks. Wen Zhi hooked his fingers around the collar and glanced sideways at the place where Qiu Qingyu's fire magic flew.

Qiu Qingyu had a lazy expression on his face. He didn't take the ghost that kept squirming in the darkness seriously.

The aura of ghosts in this underground palace is at most around the first level of the Sigh Xiaoyao Heaven, and there are only a few scattered places. Qiu Qingyu believes that they will not pose a threat to him.

At the top of the underground palace corridor, light was coming through the hole created by Qiu Qingyu, but the light could only illuminate the place where a few people were standing.

Xie Tingyu stared at Qiu Qingyu's actions, speechless for a moment.

She was thinking about how to get through these layers of encirclement by ghosts and get to where the spiritual herbs were.

The map given by Chen Chanyi originally only indicated the approximate location, but it was rapidly expanded after the few people entered the underground palace, and various details were almost completed in an instant.

Qiu Qingyu wanted to look for his junior sister, and Xie Tingyu wanted to look for the elixir of heaven and earth. At least they didn't interfere with each other.

Bai Lingling was thinking this when she suddenly heard Xie Tingyu's voice, "Daoyou Li Jue has been missing for a long time. I'm afraid he is in danger. Why don't we look for him carefully?"

Han Xunzhen's eyelids jumped and he uttered a "tsk". He felt that Xie Tingyu was getting better and better at pretending. His ability to lie without changing his expression was superb.

Facing everyone's slightly puzzled gazes, Xie Tingyu pretended to be confused and asked, "Is there something on my face? Maybe it was bumped into before."

She leaned against the wall, emitting a warm and lazy aura that seemed to emanate from the inside out.

Hearing this, Ze Lan lowered his head and touched the bone whip at his waist, then continued his original conversation, "I just don't know where to find it."

Wen Zhiyu was just a bystander. Hearing this, he sneered, "It's easy to find someone. Xiao Xie has always been proficient in this kind of technique."

Xie Tingyu rolled his eyes, a look of speechlessness appeared on his pale face, his fingers rested on his knees, and the scarlet sword Tianxing Chixiao was placed beside him.

Han Xunzhen held the jade slip in one hand and tapped it on the palm of his other hand. He looked around silently, his eyes switching between Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhiyu.

"Now that I think about it, perhaps this is the purpose of your words, fellow Daoist?" Qiu Qingyu seemed to be somewhat gentle and polite when he spoke, but the arrogance in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

When Qiu Qingyu heard Wen Zhiyu say "Xiao Xie", he noticed that they were talking about Xie Tingyu, since these two were the only ones who had not told him their names and backgrounds, and he looked over immediately.

Qiu Qingyu considered himself to be of the same generation as Qiu Chu. This man, who had no known master, was just a teenager and had the aura of an eighth-level realm, which was really not worthy of his attention.

Qiu Qingyu sneered in his heart, wondering what kind of extraordinary talent this closed disciple of Yunheng Sword Master had.

Rumor has it that this is a rare polaris disk qualification.

Qiu Qingyu looked at Xie Tingyu and he didn't believe that she was really a genius.

Xie Tingyu sighed, Wen Zhiyu was always trying to push her out, and if she really didn't know how to do it, it would be embarrassing, and after many times she would be scolded for being pretentious.

Looking sideways, she saw the man next to her, who was wearing a thick red and white jacket. He looked up at her with a smile on his face.

This person is used to playing dumb.

Xie Tingyu finally made some hand gestures in front of the crowd, and a scarlet talisman appeared out of thin air in her hand. Flames burned beside her, and the long tongues of flames rolled up the "darkness". Along with the sound of "crackling", a sharp, mournful cry came from the darkness.

The sticky black water flowed down the wall and onto the ground.

Ignited by flames.

A fishy and rotten smell filled Han Xunzhen's nostrils. He gulped and his facial features were twisted into a wrinkled ball. Seeing this, others held their breath and concentrated.

Han Xunzhen's eyes widened, and he stared intently at Xie Tingyu's movements, afraid to miss a step.

Like the Taoist priests performing rituals he had seen in the secular world.

Xie Tingyu threw the talisman into the other end of the corridor, and the darkness there was torn apart, revealing a not very wide path.

The star disk was looming under Xie Tingyu's feet, with thunder and lightning lingering. A purple dragon shadow surrounded Xie Tingyu with its long tail. The huge dragon head was above Xie Tingyu's head, looking directly at the ghosts in the depths of the darkness.

"There are two roads in the depths, which one should I choose?" Xie Tingyu stood at the junction of darkness and light, with half of his face submerged in the mist, blurring his emotions a little.

Ze Lan frowned slightly, "There are two roads on the left and right. Ghosts gather here. Maybe it's the layout of the ghost house?"

When Xie Tingyu heard the word "Ghost House" for the first time, he immediately responded that the layout of the Gate of Life and Death would not be so simple and crude!

However, the next moment, she saw twisted blood-red characters on the two roads, one for "life" and the other for "death".

Xie Tingyu swore solemnly, "......?"

Isn't it a bit too outrageous and too sloppy?

Xie Tingyu was suddenly speechless and laughed. Wen Zhiyu looked up, suppressed the darkness in his eyes, and when Xie Tingyu didn't move, he suddenly said, "Die."

A gentle voice uttered the word calmly, and Xie Tingyu heard a soft breathing sound in her ears, which symbolized the presence of warmth and happiness.

Wen Zhihe had wanted to kill her countless times, and even though she still had the Heart-to-Heart Curse to protect her, Wen Zhihe's calm and firm voice made Xie Tingyu's scalp tingle.

What does he want to do?

Want to kill her?

Could it be that there is something in this underground palace that can reduce the effect of the Heart Curse, allowing Wen Zhiyu to kill her without any hindrance?

Xie Tingyu was suddenly confused by Wen Zhiyu's words.

Ze Lan came forward and first looked at the narrow passage in front of her that was cut by the talisman, then gently tugged at Xie Tingyu's sleeve.

"It's your decision whether this is life or death."

"Don't put pressure on me, I'm still a young man traveling to the sixth level." Xie Tingyu sighed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ze Lan asked, "Isn't it the Eighth Heaven?"

Hearing this, Xie Tingyu exclaimed, turned around and said in astonishment: "Did you see that? I'm still a young man traveling in the eighth heaven."

Xie Tingyu's jokes dispelled some of her tension. She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid that Zelan, Han Xunzhen, Bai Lingling and others would die here because of her.

This is the result that Xie Tingyu doesn't want to see.

Xie Tingyu stepped forward, her whole body was in the dark area, she made a worried sound, "Daoyou Li Jue is not here, could it be that he has already..."

He had been looking gloating just now, but now his expression has changed.

Wen Zhiyu just thought it was funny and couldn't help but want to remind her that the direction was wrong and Li Jue was on the other side and his life or death was unknown.

Li Jue once used a trick to lure them into the game and explore the way for him.

Xie was even more speechless after hearing Yu Zhixiao's words. His already bad impression of Li Jue was further exacerbated.

"This red line can penetrate the black fog, and we can use it to find each other. Pay attention, if the red line suddenly gets hot, it means there is danger. Stay where you are and I will come to find you." Xie Tingyu wrapped the red line around the wrists of the three people and turned back to give instructions.

She was worried, so she raised her hand and threw a red talisman into Zelan's forehead.

People who know Xie Tingyu well will not underestimate the role of this red thread just because of her low level of cultivation. Xie Tingyu's proficiency in ghost arts is enough to convince Ze Lan and others.

Xie Tingyu was about to go inside when she suddenly felt someone approaching from behind. She immediately dodged to the left and heard a sigh from her side, "Junior sister is so scared of me that she didn't even give me the red line. I will be sad."

Wen Zhiyu's aura just disappeared, but Xie Tingyu didn't notice it. At this moment, with a look of vigilance in his eyes, he silently took another step away from him.

Seeing this, Wen Zhiyu just laughed and talked, then walked away in front of Xie Tingyu and hurried towards the "life" gate.

Xie Tingyu hesitated for a moment, and when she heard footsteps getting closer behind her, she licked her dry lips, gently pulled the red string on her wrist, and flew towards the "death" door.

Even if there was a dangerous place ahead, Xie Tingyu still wanted to see what Wen Zhi and Hulu were selling.

To others, this moment of hesitation was just Xie Tingyu observing the two seemingly non-existent doors of "life" and "death". Now Wen Zhiyu asked Xie Tingyu to go through the "death" door, but he went through the "life" door, making it difficult for people to understand what he was thinking.

Xie Tingyu didn't understand either.

So she still went through the "death" door.

Han Xunzhen and Bai Lingling followed behind Ze Lan. Seeing that Ze Lan followed Xie Tingyu into the "Death" Gate without any hesitation, the two looked at each other, then looked down at the red lines on their wrists. They both walked the same path without saying a word.

There were five people in the group, except Wen Zhi and one other person who went to the "Life" Gate, the rest entered the "Death" Gate.

Xie Tingyu had no idea what these people were doing behind her. She walked in the dark, feeling the red line on her wrist swaying slightly, reminding her at any time that there were three people behind her.

After Xie Tingyu made sure that the place was hidden enough and would not be easily noticed by others due to the black mist, he raised his hand and released a shadow.

A tall shadow floated in front of Xie Tingyu. His facial features could not be seen clearly, but there was a red spot between his eyebrows, which was very similar to the red mark between Xie Tingyu's eyebrows.

At that time, Wen Zhiyu arrived and Wuming was caught off guard and captured by Xie Tingyu, and was only released at this time.

Wuming was puzzled, "Does the king have any instructions for his subordinates?"

"Do you recognize this place?" Xie Tingyu asked as he walked forward to distance himself from the three people behind him.

Wuming's body was illusory. He lowered his head and answered seriously, "This is where the king is, in the same hall of the underground palace."

"Then do you know where the Ghost Tree is?" Xie Tingyu asked directly. Wuming was stunned for a moment and did not reply for a long time. Only when the red dot on his forehead became brighter did he speak in a low and hoarse voice.

"I understand."

Then a violent coughing sound was heard.

Xie Tingyu listened and chuckled, "Okay."

Inside the Gate of Life, there is total silence.

Two figures stood facing each other, one was tall and straight, the other looked extremely short.

Until a violent shout rang out, interrupting the extremely cold and silent atmosphere. The short man wrapped in a cloak said viciously: "Why did you let her go through the death door?"

"Why not?" The other party's voice was lazy, but it seemed to be mixed with ice in the cold winter month.

"This blood sacrifice only needs one person. Where can we find him now?"

The tall figure took a step forward. "Really?" His tone suddenly changed, and the laziness faded away, leaving only a chill filled with murderous intent.

The frost froze the ghosts around.

"Then you will fill the gap in this blood sacrifice."