Chapter 22 Blood Corpse Real Man

Seeing the system prompt that popped up, Lu Qingshan knew that he had opened the first faction.

According to his memory, there were quite a few players who had already started the Zhishoulou camp before the game entered the [Ghost of the Underworld] version.

Zhishoulou is not only a camp with great potential for development, it is worth investing some energy in it to increase favorability and improve status.

And Zhishoulou is still a very trustworthy camp in most cases.

——In the battle with the underworld, many Zhishoulou monks gave their lives without hesitation in order to protect the human race.

Lu Qingshan cupped his hands towards Jiang Rong and Tantai Qingrun, and said in a cold voice: "My lords, then I will take my leave first and go... to visit that real blood corpse!"

He has done everything he can, and the next thing is not something that he, a qi refining monk, can participate in.

However, he believes that since Zhishoulou can carry the banner of the human race in the version of the ghost of the underworld, and oppose the whole version of the underworld, his ability will definitely not let him down.

Zhishoulou has no mediocrity.

Under the circumstances that he gave such detailed information, this time, the underworld presumably will suffer a lot.

Lu Qingshan resigned and turned to leave. As soon as he walked out of the room and walked to the first floor, there was already a monk in a black robe standing at the stairs.

"The deputy landlord asked me to take you to the warden to meet the real blood corpse." The black-robed monk said flatly, without any emotion.

"Please lead the way." Lu Qingshan nodded.

 …

Jiang Rong and Tantai Qingrun looked at each other, and after a few seconds of silence, Jiang Rong asked, "Do we need to contact Supervisor Qi immediately?"

Tantai Qingrun shook his head: "No rush, there is still time, Uncle Rong, you are a meditator, and your escape method is exquisite, you go to the location of the blood pool that Lu Qingshan said first, to confirm what Lu Qingshan said Is it true or false?"

Jiang Rong agreed, "Okay."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Jiang Rong asked, "What do you think is Lu Qingshan's purpose in asking us for this real blood corpse?"

Tantai Qingrun's eyes were clear, and he said slowly: "Perhaps Lu Qingshan and Uncle Rong are the same kind of person, I can feel that when Lu Qingshan mentioned the blood corpse real person, he had a strong killing intent."

Sword cultivators are the best at killing, and Tantai Qingrun, who is a Jindan sword cultivator, is also particularly keen on the perception of killing intent.

Since Tantai Qingrun said so, it should be absolutely true that Lu Qingshan wanted the life of the real blood corpse.

"In his words, I can also feel his hatred for the underworld, but...he is different from me." Jiang Rong was silent for a while, denying Tantai Qingrun's statement: "He and I are not the same. A kind of person, the reason why I hate the underworld is more because of the beast chaos provoked by the underworld, and the hatred of destroying the family is irreconcilable, but in Lu Qingshan, I did not feel this kind of mixed feeling. The killing intent of personal emotions.

On the contrary, he seems to have a simple hatred for the underworld. "

A hundred years ago, the underworld once provoked a monster riot in Qingzhou.

The monsters controlled by the demon cultivators unscrupulously attacked the human city.

During the beast chaos, two counties were directly erased from the territory of the human race.

And one of the county towns was Beishui City where Jiang Rong was located.

Because Jiang Rong was not in Beishui City at that time, he was lucky enough to escape the massacre of the city, but all members of his family were buried in this catastrophe, and no one survived.

It was also for this reason that Jiang Rong chose to join the Zhishou Building, devoting herself to revenge for the underworld.

Jiang Rong frowned: "There are other reasons for his murderous intent towards the underworld, but according to the information we have found, Lu Qingshan is only fifteen this year, and all his experiences in life are clear and traceable.

In his history of the past fifteen years, he has not found any intersection with the underworld at all.

I couldn't figure out where his hatred for the underworld came from, let alone where his information came from. "

Tantai Qingrun said calmly: "Uncle Rong, as far as I know, not all of Lu Qingshan's experiences have traces to follow."

Jiang Rong seemed to remember something: "You mean the three months that Lu Qingshan disappeared because of the attack?"

What happened during the three months when Lu Qingshan disappeared, Zhishoulou didn't know either.

"Since Lu Qingshan has been just an ordinary mortal in the fifteen years that can be traced, all his miracles now should be attributed to the three months after his disappearance. What exactly happened that can change a person so much." Tantai Qingrun said indifferently: "I even doubt whether he is still the same Lu Qingshan."

"Seize the house?" Jiang Rong immediately understood what Tantai Qingrun meant.

Only by seizing the house can a person change so completely.

"His tone of voice doesn't sound like a fifteen-year-old boy, not to mention, he still knows so much confidential information."

"[Duoshe] is a technique that Nascent Soul monks can only use, that is to say, this Lu Qingshan may be a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Tantai Qingrun nodded: "It's very possible, but our top priority now is what Lu Qingshan said, the underworld's conspiracy against Qi Jianshou. As for Lu Qingshan's identity, we will investigate after this matter is settled."

Jiang Rong naturally understood this too: "Okay, then I'll act now and go check where the blood pond is."

After making up his mind to move, Jiang Rong didn't delay any longer. As soon as he cast the smoke spell, he turned into a puff of smoke and left quickly.

 …

The warden is the place where the Zhishou building detains the demon cultivators.

This kind of important place will not be placed on the bright side.

In fact, the warden is hidden deep underground in Yuanshan Tower.

The black-robed monk led Lu Qingshan a few more steps in, and finally stopped in front of a wall.

The black-robed monk pinched a few handprints with his fingers, and then a dark, boxy spiritual power flew out of the black-robed monk's hand and sank into the front.

A hazy light and shadow appeared on the wall in front, and then gradually became clear, and a long downward corridor came into view.

The black-robed monk stepped into it.

Lu Qingshan did not doubt that he was there, and followed closely the steps of the black-robed monk.

The walls on both sides of the corridor are made of bluestone, exuding a dim gleam.

After walking down for a while, the originally dark environment suddenly became brighter.

This is a huge underground base built with the power of monks.

The Yuanshan Building above the ground is like the small tip of an iceberg sticking out of the water.

The real behemoths have always been hidden deep underground.

This is also in line with Zhishoulou's purpose of keeping a low profile.

Lu Qingshan knew about this situation a long time ago, so he wasn't too surprised.

He also knew that the warden should be in the deepest part of this underground base.

"Follow me, don't look around." The black-robed monk said indifferently.

Under the leadership of the black-robed monk, Lu Qingshan went straight to the depths of the underground base, and he could see darkrooms at intervals. Along the way, he met many monks who also wore black robes.

Although the information retrieved by the Celestial Eye Technique is full of question marks, Lu Qingshan clearly understands that each of these black-robed monks is at least a Foundation Establishment monk.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the air became a little cloudy. Finally, two iron gates made of cold iron appeared in Lu Qingshan's sight.

"What's the matter?"

A prison warden monk with slightly cloudy eyes stopped the two of them.

The black-robed monk was very respectful to the prison warden monk in front of him, and handed a jade pendant: "The deputy landlord asked me to show this person the demon cultivator [the real blood corpse] who was just captured today, and ordered that the blood corpse real person be handed over to him. Give it to this person and let him handle it."

The monk of the warden took the jade pendant, and his spiritual sense penetrated into it to verify and check the information in the jade pendant.

Soon, the monk from the warden handed the jade pendant back to the black-robed monk, and turned slightly to make room: "Go in."

The two iron doors opened silently, without the gloomy sound of grinding iron from the iron doors of secular prisons.

Under the leadership of the black-robed monk, Lu Qingshan quickly found the cell where the real blood corpse was held.

Through the fence of the cell, Lu Qingshan looked at the pale [Blood Corpse Real Man] inside.

Lu Qingshan sneered in his heart.

A day ago, he was still the material for [Blood Corpse Real Man] to refine corpse puppets.

One day later, the life of [True Blood Corpse] was under his control.

The situation in the world is so changeable.