A Will Eternal

Bai Xiaochun sighed, feeling sympathy for Ye Zang, and at the same time he admired Ye Zang for being so flexible.

"No wonder he became an Anzi. He was buried at night and is an unusual person." Bai Xiaochun couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the face of the woman just now.

Soon, he returned to the cave where he was buried at night. Looking at the very simple cave where he was lined up with a group of inner sect disciples, Bai Xiaochun deeply understood the misery of being buried at night in the sect.

This cave is only 10% the size of Bai Xiaochun's Lingxi Sect cave. Not to mention the lake and alchemy room, it doesn't even have a yard... It's just a stone house. Apart from a bed, there is only a mat for meditation and nothing else. things.

"How can you be so miserable?" Bai Xiaochun shook his head and sat on the mat. It was getting dusk outside. At this time of the Lingxi Sect, Xiangyun Mountain would gradually become quiet until late at night, when most of the disciples would rest.

But in the Blood Creek Sect, it was different. As dusk fell, Bai Xiaochun heard bursts of shrill roars outside. It seemed that some disciples were fighting under the cover of night.

Although according to the sect rules, death is not allowed among disciples, it is just that death is not allowed. In this way, every night is the most cruel time for the Blood Creek Sect.

This environment, which was completely different from that of Lingxi Sect, made Bai Xiaochun very uncomfortable. At this moment, he took a deep breath and did not pay attention to the outside world. Instead, he carefully arranged some simple traps at the entrance of the cave. Then he sat down cross-legged again and started. Think about the future.

On the way to the Blood Stream Sect, Bai Xiaochun summarized what the fake night burial said and knew that the eternal thing was hidden in the five peaks, the middle peak represented by the middle finger.

And it is under the cave of the great elder of Zhongfeng... That is the area pointed up. For inner disciples, it is several levels higher and difficult to reach. After all, the four major peaks do not accept inner disciples, only foundation building. Only then can you live.

As for the inner disciples, they are all in the back area of ​​the big hand where Ye Burial is currently.

As for the upper fingers of the four peaks, even ordinary elders and protectors cannot step into them without summons.

This is also the reason why Night Burial has never been able to obtain it, and it is also the purpose of building a foundation, because only after building a foundation can he choose the four peaks.

"Building the foundation is the first step. Choosing the Middle Peak and becoming a protector is the second step. Unfortunately, in the Blood Creek Sect, I can only build the foundation in the mortal realm. It is difficult to build the foundation by exposing the earth veins. Otherwise, I can become an elder. "

"After becoming a protector, the ultimate goal... is to become the great elder of Zhongfeng.

This is the third and final step. Only in this way can we obtain the eternal things hidden under the cave of the Great Elder of Zhongfeng. "Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath. This goal is very big and will take time. How to go from an ordinary inner disciple to become the Great Elder of Zhongfeng. In Bai Xiaochun's view, this road is long but not impossible.

After setting the goal, Bai Xiaochun closed his eyes and began to practice. He did not practice the Purple Qi Heaven-Bearing Technique, but the Immortal Vajra Scroll of the Immortal Immortality Art.

He wanted to see if practicing here was different from Lingxi Sect.

At the moment when the Immortal Vajra scroll unfolded in his body, Bai Xiaochun's whole body was suddenly shocked. He discovered that when he was practicing the Immortal Vajra in the Lingxi Sect, the energy in his body was depleted horribly. Without the treasures of heaven and earth and the endless elixirs, It can't be supported at all.

But here, as he practiced, bursts of blood rose from the ground below. After entering his body, it actually replaced the vitality, causing the Immortal Vajra Scroll to not only speed up its operation, but also be consumed by the blood. replace.

A week later, the flesh all over his body was trembling, and he felt waves of tingling. He even clearly felt that his strength had actually increased.

Bai Xiaochun's eyes suddenly opened, revealing ecstasy, and his breathing was rapid with excitement.

"This place is a treasure to me!" Bai Xiaochun touched the ground, as if touching the immortal skin of this giant hand, and the excitement in his heart became even stronger.

"The skill of immortality is indeed extraordinary. This giant must have not reached the peak of cultivation, so he died. But even so, his body has not decayed after countless years, and it has evolved into a sect's mountain sect. .

It can be seen from this that the immortality and longevity skill is indeed extraordinary! "Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath and continued practicing.

Time passed, and four days passed quickly. During these four days, Bai Xiaochun went out during the day and became familiar with the Blood Creek Sect. At the same time, while communicating with the fake night burial, he gradually memorized most of the inner disciples he met.

In particular, he mainly trained his facial expressions to maintain a fierce look, exuding waves of evil energy from all over his body. Perhaps because of some talent, he was able to completely integrate into it very quickly, especially the laughter that he deliberately changed. Next, when he smiles, he is extremely cold.

However, Bai Xiaochun's current status is the pinnacle among the inner sect disciples, and he is only one step away from foundation building. Even if people look at him, he is just a mortal foundation building at most, but this is not something the inner sect disciples are willing to provoke.

The past few days have been peaceful. On this day, Bai Xiaochun was practicing the Immortal Vajra Scroll in the cave. Suddenly his expression changed. When he raised his head, his expression was naturally extremely cold, with a cold and stern look in his eyes, and he looked at the door of the cave.

Soon, there was a sound coming from outside.

"Junior brother Ye, please come out and see Zhao Wuchang."

Bai Xiaochun immediately inquired about the fake night burial, knowing that Zhao Wuchang had also been to the World of Meteor Sword, so he kept a cold expression. When he walked out of the cave, the evil aura spread all over his body, and he looked coldly at a middle-aged man who was a few feet away from his cave. .

"What's the matter?" Bai Xiaochun said calmly, having some impression of the Zhao Wuchang in front of him. Back then, this man and other Blood Creek Sect disciples tried to besiege him, but were frightened by his own killing and fled very quickly.

Zhao Wuchang's face was pale, but there was ruthlessness hidden in his eyes. When he stood there, he looked like a ferocious wolf ready to bite people at any time. The moment Bai Xiaochun appeared, his eyes swept over Bai Xiaochun.

"Junior brother Ye, you're fine." Zhao Wuchang smiled softly, and spoke slowly when he looked away.

"It's nothing particularly important. It's just a gathering for us losers in the Fallen Sword World to exchange some information and discuss how to build a foundation in the mortal world. Junior Brother Ye has also returned. Zhao is thinking about it and wants to greet you. "Sound." Zhao Wuchang also sighed in his heart. These losers like them have been in a very embarrassing situation these days. Their status in the sect is neither above nor below, between the foundation building and the inner sect disciples. Now that there is no opportunity to build the earth's foundation, they can only Choose mortal foundation building.

But for the Blood Creek Sect, the Foundation Establishment Pill cultivated by Mortal Dao Foundation Establishment requires a heavy price to be paid. Nowadays, losers like them are mostly allied with each other. Zhao Wuchang thought about it and heard that he was buried at night. When he returns, he wants to come here to form an alliance. It is always good to have one more person on his side.

"Oh?" Bai Xiaochun pondered for a moment, then nodded. He wanted to get in touch with these people and get some information that would be helpful to him.

Seeing that Bai Xiaochun agreed, Zhao Wuchang smiled and led Bai Xiaochun inside the mountain gate towards the gathering place. Along the way, he paid attention to Bai Xiaochun many times and felt that the night burial in front of him was somewhat different from the one in his memory. It seemed to be evil. It's a little thicker, and there's a lot more coldness in his eyes.

"It seems that in the world of Meteor Sword, even though the night burial was not as successful as Earthline, it is not easy for him to survive in the hands of Bai Xiaochun." Zhao Wuchang thought thoughtfully, so he spoke more, and both of them remained silent. A certain distance, a painless conversation.

When we were still a little half way away from the meeting place, suddenly, there was thunder in the sky!

When the thunder rolled and spread in all directions, bursts of blood-colored mist spread like blood waves. In the sky, there were several foundation-building monks flying by. At this moment, the expressions of these people changed drastically. They quickly let go. Open the way and look respectful.

Bai Xiaochun was stunned. When he looked up, he saw the horizon in the distance. When the blood mist spread, there was a bloody sedan in the blood mist. This sedan was ten feet in size, covered in blood, and surrounded by countless innocent souls. , opened his mouth and let out a silent roar, the momentum was amazing!

Lifting the ten-foot-long blood sedan were four ferocious ghosts whose bodies were more than one foot tall, emitting black energy, like demons. Their skin was blue, and each of them contained waves comparable to those of a foundation-building monk. , and even more icy coldness spread in all directions.

At the same time, on both sides of the blood sedan, within the blood mist, there were two rows of palace maids wearing blood-colored dresses. Each of them was extremely beautiful, but their faces were expressionless. They were holding lanterns in their hands, as if clearing the way, embracing each other. Blood sedan, walking in the fog.

The momentum is like a rainbow, strange and extraordinary.

Even Bai Xiaochun was shocked by this scene. His first reaction was that the ancestor was traveling, but when he looked carefully, he saw a woman sitting in the blood-colored sedan.

This woman was wearing a red robe, with her hair flowing in the wind. She couldn't see her face, because on her face, she wore a blood-colored mask with a... plum blossom embroidered on it!

At this moment, the woman was gently holding her chin and looking into the distance.

It seemed that her cultivation was just foundation building, but the majestic spiritual pressure spread uncontrollably from her body, forming layers of tidal vortexes, causing the blood mist to roll.

This means that this woman is a ground-building foundation!

Bai Xiaochun opened his eyes wide and felt very envious. With his status in the Lingxi Sect, he did not have the honor guard to travel like this, but this foundation-building monk from the Bloodstream Sect was so exaggerated that Bai Xiaochun couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"You don't want to die! Don't bow your head! Be careful, Young Master Xuemei will dig out your eyes!! Young Master Xuemei builds the foundation of the nine tidal leylines in a quiet holy land!" Zhao Wuchang, who was beside Bai Xiaochun, saw that Bai Xiaochun was acting like this Staring directly at the blood sedan in mid-air, his heart trembled. If he didn't want to form an alliance with Bai Xiaochun, he wouldn't say anything more. He gritted his teeth and growled a reminder.

"Young Master Blood Plum?!" Bai Xiaochun immediately remembered the genius of the Blood Creek Sect that Xu Baocai of the Lingxi Sect had talked about. When he lowered his head at this moment, he also saw many inner disciples around him, all of whom were respectful and respectful. Don't dare to look up. (To be continued.)