Chapter 1233 Old Friend (1)
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Chapter 1233 Old friend (1)
After all the blood in the cave was absorbed, Huang Puyun slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of blood eyes quietly appeared, but in an instant, the blood color in those eyes gradually dissipated, returning to the darkness of the past. At the same time, Huang Puyun's body was filled with an unconcealable smell of blood.
Huang Puyun's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, "Practice this technique, the speed of strength improvement is indeed much faster, and soon, you should be able to start acting." With a gloomy refreshment, after waiting for so long, it's finally about to start.
Huang Puyun stood up slowly, walked out of the cave, sniffed the smell on his body, and said lightly: "The smell of blood is really the best smell in the world, and it is very fast to comprehend the power of darkness through this cultivation method. I have already broken through the fifth level of the dark attribute, and as long as I upgrade to another level, I will be able to cast the enchantment, and with my power, the plan will not be difficult to implement."
He turned and walked down the mountain peak, and after going round and round, he came to the bottom of the mountain peak. The stream of the mountain stream flowed down the mountain, tick tock, but the clear spirit was heavy for no reason.
On the backlit side of the mountain peak, even in the daytime, there is not even a little bit of sunlight. You can only hear the ding-dong sound of the stream, but it gives people unreasonable depression.
In this dark place, no one would come here on weekdays. Huang Puyun walked slowly into it. Rough panting, that is the sound of human panting. "Master, master!"
One after another voices kept coming out, echoing in this gloomy mountain crevice, the smile on the corner of Huang Puyun's mouth quietly widened a bit, looking at the dark group of people in front of him, looking at the emptiness in their eyes, he faintly He smiled and said: "It seems that you are doing well, and you will be able to get out of here soon!"
"I swear to follow my master to the death!" Everyone said together, but the empty pupils were devoid of expression, as if they were just a puppet without a soul.
A big event happened at Tianyin Gate.
Xia Changqing and the other sect leaders were guarding the bottom of a mountain at this time. Their faces couldn't hide their excitement, and their hands even trembled slightly. They had been looking forward to this day for a long time!
"The sect master is finally leaving the seclusion. After more than a hundred years of seclusion, I can finally see the sect master again!" Xia Changqing's voice trembled a little, and there was an unconcealable look of admiration on his face.
"In such an eventful autumn, it's really great for the sect master to leave the customs!" Wu Chi said with emotion, the matter of the old man without sorrow left them at a loss. Now that the sect master has left the customs, this problem can be solved easily. They are friends for many years.
"I don't know how the sect master's strength will change after a hundred years of retreat." Ling Huaqiu's face was full of expectation. The sect master's strength has always been something they look up to, and they don't know if they can break through after a hundred years of retreat.
The strength of the door master means the strength of Tianyinmen. If the doormaster's strength improves again, Tianyinmen will also take another step forward!
While the few people were talking, the movement from the mountain peak became louder and louder, and the energy rippled and spread out in all directions. Just the overflowing energy made them look up from the bottom of their hearts. When did they stop talking, Eye dew looked at the top of the mountain reverently.
After waiting for so long, Sect Master, it is finally time to leave the customs!
It didn't take long before the energy on the mountain gradually subsided and returned to calm.
A cyan figure quietly appeared in front of Xia Changqing and the others. This figure was elusive. When it appeared, Xia Changqing and the others didn't feel it at all. When they realized it, the figure had already appeared in front of them.
"Meet the door master!"
Xia Changqing and the others saluted respectfully, it was the surrender and admiration from the bottom of their hearts, and even the light in their eyes quietly brightened a bit.
Long Yuhong's light and flat voice slowly entered the ears of several people, "Did something happen in the past hundred years?" Although the voice was soft, it carried an irresistible majesty, which made people unconsciously surrender feeling.
"Sect Master, there seems to be some conflicts with the old man Wusai in the Scarlet Hell recently." Xia Changqing bit the bullet and said, a little hard to say.
Xiumei frowned slightly, her tone was as flat as ever, "What exactly is going on?"
Xia Changqing couldn't help looking up at Long Yuhong, but saw that Long Yuhong's face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and she couldn't see her face clearly at all. It was a manifestation of her deep understanding of the laws of heaven. They have only seen the portrait of the sect master, but not the real appearance of the sect master.
That's why the sect master is so unfathomable in their eyes. Now that they are retreating, they only feel that the sect master's aura is a little more domineering.
"Mu Zhili, a disciple of Tianyinmen, beheaded Mo Xilin, the grandson of Elder Mo in the Chizha Palace, when he went to the Bloody Hell to practice, and then the cultivator was taken away by the old man without sorrow."
"Elder Mo asked us for an explanation, so we expelled Mu Zhili from the sect. Now, during the Wanhua competition, Mu Zhili reappeared and won the third place. We found her when they fought against each other. It seems to have the attribute of space, and it is very likely that he is the disciple of the old man without sorrow." Xia Changqing frowned and said slowly, these days they have basically confirmed that Mu Zhili is this identity.
"Oh?" There was a touch of surprise in the flat voice, but a deep shock appeared in Long Yuhong's heart. If what Xia Changqing and the others said is true, then what does Mu Zhili, a young practitioner with the attribute of space, mean to her? But it couldn't be more clear!
Wu Chi continued: "The disciples I sent hurt the old man's pet Xiaoxue when he was training in the Scarlet Hell, for fear of causing the old man's displeasure." Although the next words were not spoken, everyone knew it. bright.
Now I can only hope that the sect master will communicate with the old man without sorrow, and hope that the old man will ignore the past for the sake of the sect master, so that the disciples of the bloody hell can continue to carry out the trial.
"I see, you go back." Long Yuhong said lightly, and the next moment, the cyan figure suddenly disappeared from the sight of Xia Changqing and others.
Long Yuhong didn't hesitate, and rushed all the way towards the Scarlet Hell. Whether or not an inheritor was born, this question must be clear to Prisoner Wusai! After waiting for so many years, did he finally get an inheritor? If the inheritor of the space attribute really appears, will the thing she always wanted to do be realized?
When Long Yuhong arrived at the Scarlet Hell, the small island where Prisoner Wubei lived, before he could speak, Prisoner Wubei's voice came from the house, "You have been in retreat for a hundred years, it seems that you have made some progress."
Long Yuhong smiled lightly, the figure of Prisoner Wusai had already walked out of the house, standing in the sunlight, looking at Long Yuhong in midair, calm and indifferent.
"After all, I'm not like you. Your strength has been raised to the limit. If you can't become an attribute old man, you can only cultivate like this in this life." Long Yuhong said lightly, and then stood opposite Prisoner Wusai.
"You came to me as soon as you got out of customs. It seems that there must be something wrong." Prisoner Wusai said slowly, with a faint brilliance of wisdom in his deep eyes.