Taoist students

Chapter 541
This is a desolate, blood-colored land.

On the boundless desert, only some dry and desolate vegetation grows.Some sand dunes that have been blown into waves by the wind rise and fall one after another, like strange beasts crawling.

In the mixed air, there is a faint fishy sweet smell, which makes people feel an indescribable weird feeling.

And this place is the blood clan land of the Western Regions.

Back then, the incident in the Blood Demon Palace was full of turmoil, and the great demon in the Immortal Ascension Boundary who escaped from it even wreaked havoc in the blood clan land, causing people to live in charcoal and devastation.

There used to be as many as one million blood monks, but now there are only less than 20 left.

And these blood monks all shrank to the central area of ​​the blood land, a city called Blood Tomb City.

Not only that, the fierce battle between the blood race and the seven major forces back then was actually a conspiracy secretly operated by high-level monks to release the big devil of the Immortal Ascension Boundary, and it was gradually revealed, and it was quietly spread among many low-level monks. in the mouth.

Those who participated in that war back then, although they were alive were angry, but at least they were still alive, so they could only take care of the present.

As for the dead, since they were already dead, they would have been turned into a pile of loess long ago, and there was nowhere to redress their grievances.

There were still some people who didn't really believe this kind of rumors, but with the monks of the seven factions of the human race who have been in conflict since ancient times, they were able to freely enter and leave the Blood Tomb City.And many blood monks can also set foot in the regions of the seven major forces.This kind of rumor was gradually confirmed and became a "secret" that everyone tacitly understood.

And now the Blood Tomb City in the Blood Race Land has been expanded several times, and it is more than enough to accommodate a mere 10 people.

The mighty, roaring blood river in Blood Tomb City has long since dried up and died following the blood sacrifice of that year, turning into a ravine full of dead bones.

Only the bone mountain with a height of [-] feet still stands at the end of the dry blood river, like an ancient giant standing upright, majestic and motionless.

Because the great war has ceased for decades, and all the monks of the blood clan gather here, and many monks from the seven major forces come and go, so the current Blood Tomb City is more prosperous than most of the cities in the seven major forces. .

In the city, some monks who sell special refining materials unique to the blood race, as well as medicine pills and spiritual herbs that are only available to the seven major forces can be seen everywhere, making a lot of money.

In the southwest of Blood Tomb City, there is an inconspicuous stone tower. On the seventh floor of the stone tower, there is a simple stone room.A figure in a broad avenue robe, with his eyes closed, was sitting cross-legged on a rough stone bed, breathing.

It has been seven years since Dongfang Mo came to Blood Tomb City through the land of ghost tombs.

When he took advantage of the battle between Heixue and Biying, he took advantage of the chaos and escaped. He didn't know how the two ended up winning or losing.But after throwing away the bottle of Soul Cultivation Pill refined by Daoist Biying, he escaped all the way, and sure enough, he no longer had the feeling of being locked away from afar.

In addition, the obscurity in Onitsuka Land can block the consciousness, so he escaped from the palms of those two easily.

When he returned to the land of the blood race that he had not seen for many years, with his current cultivation base, he caught some low-level monks, and after some inquiries, he easily knew the current situation of the blood race.

From these people, he finally knew how miserable the big devil, Kuzang, made the Western Regions.

As for the faction that the blood race has shrunk its power to Blood Tomb City, he is not surprised, but he did not expect that the monks of the human race could mix with the monks of the blood race. It seems that there is no permanent enemy. This sentence is not unreasonable.

For this kind of result, Dongfang Mo just couldn't wish for it.

Because if the Blood Tomb City is still the territory of the blood clan, as a monk of other clan, he would not dare to stay here.

Now that there are many human monks from the seven major forces, he can fish in troubled waters again.

In addition, he needed to inquire about some things, and he needed to recuperate with peace of mind, so entering Blood Tomb City was naturally his best choice.

After so many years, his appearance has been changed by the technique of resurrection. He believes that even if he meets someone he knew back then, no one will be able to recognize him.

This is the result of his staying in the city for seven years.

"call!"

After a long time, Dongfang Mo woke up from the meditation, and slowly opened his eyes.

During the years when he came to Blood Tomb City, he took a medicinal bath for the precious elixir he got from Guo Chusheng's storage bag.Those elixirs were obtained from Peng Island in the East Sea, and they were already powerful. Coupled with his recuperation over the years, his vitality and blood have now recovered safely, and the sequelae of performing the blood escape technique back then have been completely eliminated.

After Dongfang Mo opened his eyes, he sat cross-legged in such a calm manner, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

It wasn't until two hours later that he came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

With a "poof", he saw a cluster of yellow flames burning at his fingertips.

Seeing the cluster of yellow flames in front of him from the Eight Diagrams Boiling Pill Furnace, Dongfang Mo showed a strange look on his face.

Because over the years, he found that the cluster of flames burning quietly in his dantian was actually slowly devouring his mana.

Fortunately, the amount and speed of devouring mana are almost negligible in terms of his current strength and strength of mana.But Dongfang Mo was still extremely curious about it.

After a while, he stretched out his spare left hand, took out the bone tooth from the spirit beast bag on his waist, then looked at the old bastard and asked, "Isn't this really the soul of fire?"

Hearing his words, Gu Ya spoke impatiently.

"Grandpa Gu has already told you, right? How many times do you have to ask? What do you think is a fire soul? Such a cluster of small flames is called a fire soul. Isn't there fire souls everywhere in the world that day?"

"To tell you the truth, no matter it is the spiritual fire of heaven and earth, or the flame cultivated by a monk himself, only when its power or temperature reaches an extremely terrifying level, will it give birth to a wisp of fire essence. When you fell into In the magma, do you remember that the magma is the fire of the earth's lungs, the temperature is terrifying enough? But Grandpa Gu dare to say that there is no fire soul in the fire of the earth's lungs."

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo didn't speak, but showed a noncommittal expression.

He had an intuition in his heart that the cluster of flames at his fingertips was definitely not a simple thing.There was no basis for this, it was just a hunch, but he believed in it.

Over the years, he has also tried to see if this cluster of flames has any power.

But what made him speechless was that this cluster of flames was like ordinary fire, and could only ignite some ordinary paper and firewood.Even a low-level magic weapon can't be burned, let alone used to fight the enemy.

However, the only strange characteristic of this cluster of flames is that it is not afraid of other flames, no matter how powerful they are, and even has signs of swallowing other flames.

No matter it was the Yin-eating Ghost Flame from Bone Fang, or the raging fire from the cultivator's magic weapon, they couldn't hurt the cluster of yellow flames in the slightest.

This is why when he escaped from the underground magma with the assassin girl in his arms, the temperature of the surrounding magma would be slightly lower after the flames were ignited.

Even Gu Ya, a well-informed old bastard, was amazed at this point.

After shaking his head, Dongfang Mo took the yellow flame from his fingertips into his dantian.As long as this thing doesn't change too much, it's fine, otherwise, if the mana it devours has already had a serious impact on Dongfang Mo, he will try to get this cluster of flames out of his dantian no matter what.

Next, Dongfang Mo spent another two months refining all the useless instruments obtained during his trip to Pengdao into his natal stone, which increased the weight of his natal stone by nearly 30 catties.

After that, he will cultivate all the meridian routes that need to run in the body to practice Yinxu Step, and strive to practice this technique to the point of minor success or even great success in a short period of time.

During these days, he still didn't forget that he often dripped his own blood into a black cloth bag around his waist to continuously refine those mutated spirit insects that were difficult to control.

Just like that, after more than a year, Dongfang Mo finally pushed open the door of his stone room and strode out after finishing everything.

Walking on the street full of people, Dongfang Mo sighed in his heart when he saw the Blood Tomb City, which was not as huge as Moyang City, but was equally prosperous.

It was because too many things happened in Blood Tomb City back then that he had to escape to the Eastern Region in the end.

And when he saw that there were many people dressed in the costumes of the seven major forces, Dongfang Mo even remembered that he was chased into the grave by the old monster of the baby-turning realm of the seven major forces.

Due to the incorporation of human monks, the buildings in Blood Tomb City are not simple and monotonous stone towers like they were back then, but there are many wooden attics.

Dongfang Mo held the whisk in his hand and listened to the noisy voices around him. After a long time of ups and downs in his heart, he gradually calmed down.

When he was looking around, suddenly he saw a man and a woman in front of him, two young monks in their twenties, talking in a low voice.

The young man had a smile on his face, and he flattered the delicate-looking woman all the way, and then, while the woman nodded from time to time, the two of them stepped into a rather magnificent wine shop next to the street, "Come on".

Looking at the backs of the two, especially the woman in the middle, Dongfang Mo actually stood on the street and fell into a brief absence.

It was because he had heard the address of that woman from the young man's mouth before, the words "Nangong Fairy".

Although he didn't know the young woman, he could tell from the address the young man called her that she was probably from the Nangong family.

And when he thought of the Nangong family, the image of a girl with pear blossoms and rain crying on the top of the bone mountain for him, suddenly appeared in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Ever since the bloody farewell that year, Dongfang Mo had only seen Nangong Yurou once in the Tiantan Mountains in the Eastern Region.

At that time, Nangong Yurou's expression was cold and cold, and she had already grown into a generous beauty.However, in the situation back then, it was naturally impossible for him to immediately recognize this woman.Later, he listened to Bone Fang's slander and used the Crack Stone to collapse the entire teleportation platform.

Since that time, Nangong Yurou and Han Ling's two daughters have disappeared together.

These years in the Eastern Region, he naturally had no way to inquire about the situation of this woman. Now that he has returned to the Western Region, of course he has to inquire.

So he took a deep breath, and after regaining his senses, he lifted his footsteps and stepped into the wine shop that the two had entered before.

He didn't even open his mind, and with his current hearing ability, he could clearly hear the conversations of all the people in the whole restaurant.

Even those low-ranking monks who were in the box and even laid a layer of simple barriers, their conversations were also difficult to hide from Dongfang Mo's ears.

I saw him stepping up to the third floor, and then walking straight to one of the boxes.

When he came to the door of the box, he sensed it a little, and found that there was a layer of prohibition in the box to prevent others from peeping.

At this time, he didn't rush into it immediately, but stood still, unfolded his ear power and began to listen.

"Fairy Nangong, this Chunlai wine shop is the property of my Immortal Sect in Blood Tomb City. What I, He Nanqiao, said here is still somewhat useful." Only the voice of the young man from before could be heard.

After the man's words fell, another woman's voice came again.

"I see. It is said that even in Blood Tomb City, Chunlai Restaurant can rank among the top ten in terms of size. I didn't expect it to be owned by the noble clan. The little girl is really disrespectful."

"Hehe, where is it? It's only in the top ten. Fairy Nangong really laughed." The young man's voice sounded again, but although his words were modest, no one could hear a trace of arrogance in them.

"By the way, although the Nangong family is very close to the land of the blood clan, it should be the first time for Fairy Nangong to visit the blood mound city. These days, I will do my best to introduce the blood mound city to the fairy. Look at the style one or two." At this time, the young man continued.

"This is indeed the first time for the little girl to come to Blood Tomb City. She is extremely interested in the Bone Mountain in the city and the auction held every three years in Blood Tomb City. Then there is Brother Laohe."

"Haha, it's easy to talk about, and I, He Nanqiao, can take care of these things." The young man said haha, with a hearty look on his face.

"Crench!"

Just when the two of them were talking harmoniously, the door of the box where the two were located suddenly opened.

At the same time as the expressions of the two changed drastically, a slender Taoist priest stepped in.As he stepped in, the door of the box closed tightly again with a creaking sound.

"Bold, who are you!"

At this moment, the young man named He Nanqiao was extremely frightened and furious. Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed a storage bag on his waist.

"Ok?"

Dongfang Mo glanced at this person subconsciously, and then narrowed his eyes slightly.

Under his gaze, this handsome young man froze suddenly, and he felt the air around him instantly freeze as if frozen, making it impossible for him to move his fingers.

I saw beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, and his eyes were full of fear.

He only has the cultivation base of the early stage of foundation establishment, and in his twenties, he can be regarded as a person with extraordinary talents.But Dongfang Mo's strength is almost the top existence in the Core Condensation Realm, how could it be possible for this person to be able to compare.

Seeing that he was unable to move, Dongfang Mo gradually withdrew his gaze, and turned to look at the woman beside him.

This woman has fair skin, clear eyebrows, and two dimples on her pretty face. She looks very good.But seeing Dongfang Mo looking at her at this time, there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

Even so, she did not act recklessly.Her cultivation is also at the early stage of foundation establishment. This woman knows that Dongfang Mo's strength far surpasses hers, and she is probably at least a monk at the condensed core level. If such a person has malicious intentions, it will be useless for her to resist.

The corners of Dongfang Mo's mouth twitched, secretly thinking that although this woman is not very old, she can deal with such things calmly, much better than the young man of Huaxianzong.

"What's your name."

Dongfang Mo didn't intend to sit down. He held the fly whisk and turned his hands behind his back. At this moment, he looked down at the woman and asked
"Report to senior, junior Nangongmei!"

The woman named Nangong Mei pondered for a moment before answering.

"Nangong Mei!" Dongfang Mo muttered to himself.

Then she looked at the woman and continued, "Do you know Nangong Yurou?"

And after his words fell, the woman looked at him with a sudden change of expression, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

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