Chapter 72 The descendant of the Blood Immortal Cult reappears in the world and rescues
Jiang Lan glanced at Su Qinghan with interest, but didn't intend to explain further.
After he sat down, Chu Chan came over immediately, picked up the wine jug, and filled the glazed golden cup in front of him very obediently.
The light golden wine, like jade beads, flows with crystal brilliance and exudes a rich wine aroma.
Just a sniff of it seems to be enough to make people intoxicated.
Glazed fairy dew.
Although Chu Chan had never been to Zuixianju, she had heard of the signature wine of Zuixianju.
Even this small cup in front of her, the raw materials used to brew it are so expensive that it is beyond her imagination.
Moreover, the Glazed Fairy Dew is in short supply.
Some practitioners with high levels of cultivation would keep them for collection even if they purchased them, and would not easily taste them.
Even though the meats were served in special containers, one could still see wisps of glow flowing out of them.
It is no exaggeration to say that this table of dishes is priceless.
Her heart trembled slightly, but she remained calm on the surface, not wanting to reveal such an ugly and inexperienced look.
Su Qinghan's eyes were cold, and when he saw Chu Chan getting so close to Jiang Lan, he smiled indifferently in his heart.
She knew that Jiang Lan had mysophobia, and Chu Chan's actions would not only fail to please him, but would have the opposite effect.
Of course, it was also her first time to come to the No. 1 Building of Zuixianju, and it was also the first time she saw such luxurious dishes.
In a way, this does fit with the outside world's impression of Jiang Lan as a "proud and extravagant" person.
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"How's the investigation going in Danzhou County?"
At the same time, in an inn in Anyang City, near the window.
A middle-aged man in coarse linen clothes sat there quietly, with a few side dishes and drinks on the table in front of him.
On the sleeves, there is a flower embroidered with gold and black threads, but if you don't look closely, you can't see it at all.
In front of him, there sat a woman covered in light armor. She had a visor on her face, so her facial features could not be seen. Only the graceful curves of her body could be seen.
Hanging around his waist is a token with the word "Jian" in it, which has Taoist charm and is made of extraordinary material.
"Are you referring to the matter regarding the Bloody Plateau?" the woman in light armor asked in a calm tone.
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Such a big change happened in the Blood Plateau. The young master is very concerned and wants to know if it was caused by the Blood Immortal Cult."
"Thousands of years ago, the disaster of the Blood Immortal Sect caused great suffering to all people, and our Great Xia suffered heavy losses. If we had not occupied the advantageous terrain of Zhongtianzhou, we would probably have been invaded by other territories..."
The woman replied, "That place is most likely the remains of the Blood Immortal Cult, but we have people from the Heavenly Guards guarding the area and have not found anything unusual. This change is indeed strange."
"We later used some methods to trace back some of the scenes at that time, and indeed made some unexpected discoveries..."
"Oh?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "What did you find?"
The woman said calmly, "The descendant of the Blood Immortal Cult has appeared in the world again."
"What……"
The middle-aged man's face changed, his pupils trembled, and he almost stood up.
Given his state of mind, he couldn't help but feel a shudder and horror.
The woman was not surprised by his change of expression. She nodded and said, "After the unrest in the Blood Plateau was quelled, we sent people to investigate. Although affected by the residual aura of the Blood Immortal Sect's formation, many scenes were unclear."
"But the only thing that is certain is that a lot of monsters died. All of them had their life force robbed, and not even their corpses were left."
At this point, the middle-aged man understood and took a deep breath to calm himself down.
"In other words, that amazing vision was actually the heir of the Blood Immortal Sect practicing in it?"
The woman nodded and said nothing more.
The middle-aged man's face was uncertain. Was such an amazing phenomenon just caused by cultivation? How powerful was the contemporary descendant of the Blood Immortal Sect? Where was such a being hiding now? For so many years, there was no news or trace of him.
"So, the scene on that day was actually just him provoking all parties, or was he gathering the remnants of the Blood Immortal Cult?" he asked again urgently.
The woman's brows were furrowed beneath her visor, and she seemed to be thinking about this question as well.
"I guess... the Blood Immortal Cult might be making some moves. The move by the Blood Immortal Cult's heir should be to gather the remnants of the Blood Immortal Cult. Before his death, the abbot of the Beici Temple used his fate-seeing ability to foresee a disaster that would sweep across Kyushu in the future."
"The Blood Fairy Cult will make a comeback, and it will be more terrifying than ever before."
"During this period, many remote areas outside of Da Xia have seen bloody massacres of varying degrees. I suspect it was the remnants of the Blood Immortal Cult who were collecting nutrients for blood sacrifices," she said slowly.
The current land of Kyushu is divided into five major areas: Zhongtianzhou, Nanhuang, Beihai, Xiling, and Dongyuan.
Among them, Daxia is the recognized overlord of Zhongtianzhou.
All the surrounding dynasties and kingdoms came to pay tribute, and there were also many large and small aristocratic families, sects and Taoist schools in the territory.
Outside the borders of Daxia, the other immortal sects have an independent status and do not interfere with the rule of Daxia.
The emergence of the Blood Immortal Sect has caused a great impact and threat to the status of Da Xia.
The entire Zhongtian Province was once swept by war and chaos.
The Blood Immortal Cult attempted to establish a religious sect large enough to rule the entire land of Kyushu.
No matter whether it is an imperial kingdom or an immortal sect, they must obey its discipline and rule.
But those who refuse to obey will be destroyed and wiped out.
Thousands of years ago, this brought endless blood and rain to the entire land of Kyushu.
One can even find records of that turmoil in many classic books, calligraphy and paintings.
Nine out of ten cities were empty, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the mountains and forests were stained with blood. Many people even called it the Dark Blood Age.
The number of aristocratic families, dynasties and kingdoms that were destroyed in that era is countless.
Even today, some of the older generation of monks who experienced that era still look fearful when they mention the Blood Immortal Sect.
"It is actually related to the Blood Immortal Cult. Young Master is still suspicious... Could it be the work of the Prime Minister's Mansion..." The middle-aged man sighed.
The woman glanced at him and simply said, "Please be careful with your words."
"Speaking of which, the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion did appear in Anyang City, and was assassinated some time ago. I thought it would cause a lot of uproar, but it died down quickly. Some people in the court suspected that someone was trying to sow discord between the Prime Minister and the royal family..."
"I wonder if you know the identity of the assassin?" the middle-aged man asked again.
The woman said nothing.
As a member of the Heavenly Supervisory Department, she would not interfere in the factional struggles within Da Xia, let alone ask too many questions.
"Thank you for what you did today."
"Now is a time of trouble. The Blood Immortal Sect has reappeared in the world, and the Zhongtianzhou's Dao Ceremony will also be held. I hope you can protect yourself... Junior Sister."
Seeing this, the middle-aged man sighed lightly, then stood up, bowed slightly, and then said goodbye and left.
After the middle-aged man left, the woman in light armor said thoughtfully, "Jiang Lan..."
The Heavenly Supervisory Department oversees all affairs of the world, from the royal family to the peddlers, and no disturbance in the Great Xia can escape its monitoring and control.
But there is one person among them who, according to the records of the Heavenly Monitoring Bureau, has no record of his past experiences decades ago.
Deep in the Jiantiansi, there is a magnificent palace called Jiantian Palace.
The formation is strict and the restrictions are tight, like a pool of thunder. Even a strong man in the seventh realm would find it difficult to cross it.
In the Heavenly Monitoring Hall, there are various files and secret histories left by the current supervisor of the world, involving spirits and strange phenomena, chance caves, human nature, and the souls of monks...
She had been given access to the chamber once during a mission, so she had flipped through a file in it.
The young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion had a blank record of his past experiences decades ago.
Even in the Tianjiansi, there is no record left.
Either it was destroyed, or even the Sky Monitoring Department was unable to detect its experience more than ten years ago.
But no matter which one it is, it shows that the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion is hiding a big secret.
However, now, the primary thing that the Sky Monitoring Department is investigating is the strange phenomenon that appeared on the Bloody Plateau that day.
By tracing back the scene at that time, and then having a master who is proficient in formations and the power of the void, he conducted on-site deduction.
The Heavenly Supervisor came to a conclusion that someone had borrowed the Domain Breaking Talisman that day, appeared there, and then left using the same talisman.
But exactly where and in what area it happened still needs further deduction and tracing.
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Zuixianju, in the elegant room.
"Are you sure you want to mind your own business?"
The old ghost's voice was still low and hoarse.
Along with a fluctuation of soul breath, a figure like black smoke floated above Ye Ming's palm.
"This is not meddling in other people's business. I am helping Zhu Yun and paving the way for myself. Moreover, I already have a plan, which is absolutely foolproof."
"I just need to pretend to be the accomplice of the assassin who killed that rich second generation some time ago and avenge my companion." Ye Ming said firmly.
Ling Zhuyun is one of the candidates for the saintly woman of the Yao Chi Sect today.
At the same time, she is also the person he has always admired.
As long as he rescued the female disciple of Yao Chi Sect, according to Ling Zhuyun's character, she would definitely owe him a favor.
He has already informed the other party of the news that there will be an opportunity to be born in Zixia Mountain, and the other party will come here to meet him soon.
With the other party's help, he will be more confident in obtaining the opportunity inheritance in Zixia Mountain.
"Okay, I'll help you this time."
The old ghost said with approval, "But I can only hold those people back for a while. You have to rely on yourself during this period."
Ye Ming said gratefully, "Thank you very much, old ghost. When I have achieved success in my cultivation in the future, I will definitely help you find the Immortal Herb so that you can escape from your current state and recover your human body."
Lao Gui just laughed and didn't express his opinion.
He wandered as an immortal soul for a long time and taught many disciples.
He had seen too many people with mediocre talents like Ye Ming, and he himself couldn't even remember them all.
Even geniuses who possessed peerless physiques such as the Holy Body of Creation, the Nine Hells Divine Body, and the Bathing Phoenix True Body could not reach that step.
With Ye Ming's current condition, does he still want to help him find the revival grass that can only be found in the legendary Nine Netherworld?
But he didn't say much. Ye Ming did have a kind of great luck that the disciples he had taught before did not have.
Buzz!!! The next moment, bursts of golden light flashed, and Ye Ming waved his hand, ejecting ten jade pills from the Xumi Ring.
These ten jade pills were golden in color, the size of a baby's fist, and incredibly bright, with a powerful force surging within them.
As Ye Ming muttered something, runes flashed and appeared, quickly sinking into the jade pill.
"The mechanical arts of the ancient times are indeed extraordinary. A complete mechanical puppet is hidden in a small jade pill. Just based on the material, it can rival the strong men in the fourth realm."
“If the soul is strong, and ten jade pills are controlled at the same time, they can be combined into a formation to fight against the existence of the sixth realm.”
"With the old ghost's mysteriousness, it is not difficult to control these ten jade pills..."
Ye Ming’s mind raced, and he growled again.
The ten jade pills in front of him suddenly flashed with a hazy golden light, and ten masked figures appeared faintly among them. They were of the same height and looked exactly like humans.
The only difference is that his eyes are empty and lifeless, without any sign of life.
"Old ghost, it's up to you."
Ye Ming said this, and at the same time he performed a secret technique to change his appearance. His bones made a crackling sound, and he instantly changed into another appearance.
The old ghost just responded casually, and the eyes of the ten mechanical puppets in front of him began to become lively, as if they had become complete living creatures.
Boom!!! The next moment, the private room in front of him was rushed open by several powerful figures, the array pattern outside flickered, and the fluctuation of magic power began to spread.
At the same time, Ye Ming's figure disappeared, and like a stream of light, he ran directly to the top floor of Building No. 1.
The huge noise instantly attracted the attention of many guests in Zuixianju.
Many people were shocked and rushed out immediately, not knowing what had happened.
In the atrium, dozens of masked figures were seen walking along the jade corridor steps and quickly rushing towards the top floor. Magical power surged around them, sword lights flashed continuously, and the murderous aura was alarming, as if they were a group of fearless warriors.
"Who dares to act so presumptuously here?"
Suddenly, a roar like thunder suddenly rang out in Zuixianju.
An old man in a crimson robe came over quickly. He had long crimson eyebrows and his eyes seemed to be glowing with fire. He was a powerful man in the fifth level of the Soul Palace realm.
It is the one who is responsible for guarding Zuixianju and maintaining order here.
"Jiang Lan, you evil thief, return my brother's life to me. You will die here today."
"Who dares to stop me?"
A roar filled with hatred and anger rang out among the dozens of figures, and they rushed directly to the private room on the top floor where Jiang Lan was.
"There is an assassin, protect the young master."
The guards reacted quickly, drew their weapons, resisted, moved forward, and killed.
A chaotic battle suddenly broke out in Zuixianju.
For a moment, in the air, runes flashed, the rays of light boiled, various weapons collided, and the light was colorful.
If there weren't array patterns engraved on this place, it would have turned into ruins in the first place.
Even so, the sound of the weapons clashing, like waves hitting the shore and rocks flying, still made the guests here's blood boil, their throats taste fishy and sweet, and their faces turn pale.
"Have these assassins been lying dormant here for a long time? Are they waiting for the arrival of the Prime Minister to launch a thunderous attack?"
"How did they know that the Prime Minister would come here? And with so many people?"
Everyone was surprised and shocked, and this question arose in many people's minds.
The manager of Zuixianju had a pale face, but his expression soon turned angry and cold, and he began to mobilize people.
If anything unexpected happened to Jiang Lan on Zuixianju's territory, he would not be able to survive.
What made him angry at the moment was that someone dared to cause trouble in Zuixianju, and they had not noticed it at all before.
"Those figures are a bit strange. They don't look like simple living beings. Instead, they look like puppets being manipulated..."
However, some of the guests here still have sharp eyes.
Soon, several people of the older generation noticed that the aura fluctuations of the dozens of figures fighting with the crowd were abnormal.
In the field, the clouds and mists intertwined, the golden light surged, various weapons collided and the energy was astonishing.
Just as everyone was trembling with shock, the scene changed and a hazy light appeared.
The ten figures began to appear in all directions, as if they were forming a formation at the same time.
An inexplicable aura rose up, as if the gods from ancient times were chanting ancient scriptures, singing there, making people's scalps tingle, and the rumbling of the spell spread, deafening.
A terrifying light fog suddenly covered the area and swallowed up everyone there.
Many guests also changed color and hurriedly retreated to the spacious area outside, fearing that they would be implicated and swept in.
This kind of formation was the first time for many people to see it. It was actually the first time that ten people could use the formation to trigger the terrifying power of heaven and earth.
puff……
The old man in the scarlet robe suddenly changed color and blood spurted out of his mouth.
The combined attack of ten people hit him like a raging wave, knocking him back. He felt a sharp pain in his lungs and fell directly to the ground, seriously injured.
"This formation can defeat beings in the sixth realm..." He looked grim.
Chi! Suddenly, a snow-white blade light appeared, like the scorching sun dispersing the snow, and the light mist dissipated and dissolved.
But soon, the strange chanting sound was heard again, and the light mist surged.
Uncle Ying's figure, who was chopping down with a long sword in his hand, paused. He shook his palm and the long sword fell again, cutting through the void, and the aura of magic power filled the air.
Faintly, a terrifying long sword surrounded by black flames appeared, and the souls of the dead were floating under the sword, and death energy was spreading, trying to split the power of the formation in front of it.
clang!!!
The knife slashed down directly and fell on one of the figures, but the imagined scene of blood splattering from the long knife did not happen. Instead, a sound of metal colliding was heard.
"It's not the real body, but a puppet..."
Uncle Ying's face darkened. Knowing that something was wrong, he was about to retreat.
After the last incident in the mountains of Qingshui Village, he knew that he couldn't fall for the other party's trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain.
Although he didn't know where these assassins came from, the purpose of their opponents was definitely to hold him back.
"You understand too late. Please stay for a while." An old, low voice with a faint laugh sounded.
Uncle Ying looked unhappy.
The ten figures' sitting postures changed again, and blazing rays of light gushed out from their bodies, like the changes of stars in the sky.
The hazy light fog spread, and the energy fluctuations were alarming, trapping everyone who rushed over.
The person behind the scenes who manipulates these puppets is even more powerful than he imagined.
Being able to control so many puppets by himself and even set up a formation, the consumption of his spiritual power must be huge. It is not clear now how long the other party can hold on.
(End of this chapter)
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