Chapter 301: Hue

It's really not possible to blame Old Man Jiuhe for being arrogant in front and respectful in back, which makes people laugh. It's really that the gap between them is too big, so big that they are not in the same dimension at all.

Even if Jiang Che thought about it, not to mention him, even the entire Yuling Mountain combined would not be enough to kill the other party alone.

If ordinary warriors came to steal, they would naturally fight to the death.

But if the gap is too big, then you have to act quickly.

This is the way of doing things in Jianghu.

If you want to survive in the world, you must be willing to kneel down at any time.

Therefore, at this moment, the old man Jiuhe did not feel humiliated at all, but was afraid of angering the other party, and even took out all the valuable things in the treasure house.

"No need, I took everything I needed to take, and you can just keep the rest."

Jiang Che waved his hand.

"Senior is kind, I would like to thank you on behalf of the entire Yuling Mountain."

Old Man Jiuhe bowed down again.

"You are good, you may live a long life in the future."

Jiang Che smiled, moved his feet, and came to the other party's side, as if shrinking to an inch, patted the old man Jiuhe on the shoulder, and his words were encouraging.

He really didn't think about massacring Yuling Mountain.

After all, he doesn't kill people for fun. As long as the other party doesn't provoke him, he usually won't take action unless the other party has the sacrifice he needs. In order to sacrifice, he can only be ruthless.

"Borrow the auspicious words of my predecessors, borrow the auspicious words of my predecessors."

"gone."

Jiang Che's voice fell and he said no more. In an instant, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace.

Old Man Jiuhe was left alone to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Seeing that the other party had really left, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly rushed towards the cave as if he had thought of something.

He originally thought that Jiang Che would take away all the Red Flame Golden Zhizhi in the cave, but he found that only two thousand-year-old medicinal plants were taken away, and a part of the Yuanjing was left behind.

Although those yuan crystals are not enough to buy two Red Flame Golden Zhizhi.

But the attitude is there.

Old Man Jiuhe was somewhat surprised and sighed: "This man is pretty good."

After all, in his imagination, the murderers who dared to cause trouble in the capital of South Vietnam must be moody people, not to mention the fact that there was a Red-Blooded Demon Lord accompanying him, so one can only imagine what his character was like.

The result was far beyond his expectation.

One Hundred Thousand Mountains is not really a hundred thousand mountains, but a collective term. In fact, One Hundred Thousand Mountains refers to a mountain range, which is a forbidden land for the Baiyue Kingdoms.

Because there is a force there.

Witch Temple!

Among the Baiyue Kingdoms, the most terrifying and mysterious force is the Supreme Emperor of all countries. If the envoy of the Witch Temple has an order, the Baiyue Kingdoms will not dare to resist at all.

Like a vassal.

Even on the periphery, it was a very dangerous forbidden area for warriors from the Baiyue Kingdoms.

Just like the Scarlet Blood Demon Lord, who was once so fierce and arrogant, he did not dare to go deep into the Hundred Thousand Mountains to plunder, because there were real strong men in the Martial Saint realm there.

After leaving Yuling Mountain, Jiang Che went all the way south. During the journey, he saw countless customs and customs that were completely different from those in the Central Plains. The makeup, clothing, and even martial arts were all different.

Magical ways, Gu ways, evil ways, and various heretical ways are all prevalent here.

Some methods made Jiang Che feel surprised and suspicious.

For example, the magic way can not only curse and kill, but also divination and formation, which is a great supplement to the martial arts. The Gu way is even more extraordinary.

Cultivating the worms, refining the worms, and raising the worms.

By hiding the worms between flesh and blood, there are worms that can change aptitudes, there are worms that can fight, and there are also all kinds of mysterious worms whose strength can increase at an extremely fast rate.

Once a Gu King is raised, it is almost equivalent to possessing the strength of the divine realm.

The Scarlet Blood Demon Lord once said that he had suffered losses in this area and did not dare to underestimate him at all. If he encounters a Gu cultivator in the future, he must not be careless.

Jiang Che was quite interested in this.

From the Scarlet Blood Demon Lord, he constantly draws on his experience to increase his knowledge.

On the way to Qingfeng Mountain, perhaps because they were getting closer and closer, or perhaps because the Scarlet Blood Demon Lord couldn't bear it any longer, he finally told Jiang Che his story.

Almost a hundred, forty or fifty years ago, at that time, his cultivation was far from reaching the peak of divine appearance, but his methods were very good, and he was even more pretentious.

Do not take the warriors of Baiyue Kingdom seriously.

After several raids to increase his strength, he became even more arrogant.

But soon, he suffered a setback. He was hunted down by a large sect in the Baiyue Kingdom. He had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth. It was during that critical period that he accidentally met an envoy from the Witch Temple.

That person is the goddess of the Witch Temple, named Qingfeng, who was ordered to patrol the Baiyue Kingdoms.

The two met by chance, and because the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord hid his identity, and because Qingfeng was a fledgling at that time and relatively simple, he believed in him very much and believed his words without any discrimination.

Help him kill those who are chasing him.

Treat the other person as a tool and constantly help him.

In the process, the relationship between the two gradually heated up. At that time, the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord also completely knew that Blue Bird was the goddess of the Witch Temple.

The other party wanted to take him back to Shiwanda Mountain to get married and become a Taoist couple.

But the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord has done many evil things in the Baiyue Kingdoms, but he has no courage to go to Shiwan Mountain.

Because of this dispute, the two had a conflict.

But Qingfeng still insisted on him, even to the point of being obsessed with him, and even secretly bewitched him, saying that she was afraid that he would leave her and face such a serious goddess of the Witch Temple.

The Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord panicked and became afraid of Qingfeng.

After that, he left without saying goodbye and fled far away.

Later, the connection between the goddess Qingfeng and him was discovered by the people of the Witch Temple, and they were directly exiled from the Temple of Witches. From then on, he lived outside Shiwanda Mountain and never participated in worldly affairs.

This was the story of the Scarlet Blood Demon Lord, but Jiang Che didn't believe it. He always felt that this old guy had beautified him a lot. Just because of feelings, Qingfeng was expelled from the Witch Temple?

"Senior, is what you said true?"

Jiang Che asked suspiciously.

"Of course, can I still lie to you?"

At this moment, just when Jiang Che and the Scarlet Blood Demon Lord were about to arrive at Qingfeng Mountain, the South Vietnamese ancestor Qi Pingdao on the other side also arrived at a mountain gate deep in the Baiyue Kingdom.

This time, he came for help.

The Baiyue Kingdoms are so large that they are almost equivalent to several states in the Central Plains. They are vast in territory, tens of thousands of miles across, and include nearly a hundred large and small countries and various tribes.

In such a chaotic and huge area, trying to find the Red Blood Demon Lord and Jiang Che is almost like finding a needle in a haystack.

As for the method of blood curse, it is almost useless for the Scarlet Blood Demon Lord who practices the blood path. There are also few great masters of divine appearance who dare to exchange lives with the Scarlet Blood Demon Lord.

Therefore, this method is not valid.

Qi Pingdao's idea was not to kill with curses, but to rely on divination to confirm the whereabouts of the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord at this moment. As long as they were still in the Baiyue Kingdom, that would be enough.

He was confident that he could easily suppress the so-called Red Blood Demon Lord.

As for the candidate he was looking for, he was a highly respected high priest among the Baiyue Kingdoms. He was born in a tribe, but he practiced divination and was unfavorable.

Not to mention the Grand Master of Divine Appearance, even the powerful Martial Saint dared to pry into it.

However, for this reason, he also suffered a lot of losses. His longevity was already approaching the end, so he ceased to exist more than ten years ago.

But Qi Pingdao came anyway, because this was his best way besides the Witch Temple to find the traces of the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord as quickly as possible in order to get back the dragon vein.

There is no room for error in this matter.

"Please help me, fellow Taoist."

In the simple stone house, Qi Pingdao looked at the skinny old man in front of him who was almost at the end of his life. He cupped his fists and saluted with a very sincere attitude.

"Ahem. My life is about to end, and I have stopped caring about world affairs. Fellow Daoist Qi has found the wrong person, so please come back." The skinny old man shook his head slightly and rejected the other party's request.

"Fellow Taoist, please don't refuse. Qi knows that your Taoist life is about to end, so he brought you a life-extending spiritual object. As a price, please take action once, and you can rest assured."

Qi didn't want fellow Taoist to curse him to death, nor did he want fellow Taoist to beat him to death. He just wanted fellow Taoist to help me confirm the whereabouts of this person. That was enough. "

Qi Pingdao immediately took out a thousand-year-old longevity elixir.

He believed that the other party would be tempted, because his hometown had reached the end of his life more than ten years ago, but he was still alive until now, so he obviously still had some energy left.

It seemed that the fuel was exhausted, but in fact he could feel that there was still a vitality left in the other party's body, and it would not be a big problem if he could hold on for another few decades.

Sure enough, when Qi Pingdao took out the life-extending spiritual object, the skinny old man's eyes shone brightly, and he seemed to be refreshed. After a moment, he coughed twice and said:

"Who are you looking for?"

"The Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord from a hundred years ago appeared some time ago. He did not fall into the hands of the strong men from the Central Plains. He also robbed our South Vietnam National Treasure House and made a big fuss in the capital.

If this person is not killed, I will not be reconciled. A man from the Central Plains is acting unscrupulously in our land of Baiyue. This person must die. If he does not die, it will not be enough to make the people angry. "

Qi Pingdao's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Crimson Blood Demon Lord, cough, it turns out this guy is still alive."

"Yes, I heard that this person also robbed fellow Taoist's tribe before, but he just didn't succeed. Don't you, fellow Taoist, not want to see this person die in the hands of my Yue people?"

"It seems that this person has robbed extremely good things from the South Vietnamese national treasure house."

The skinny old man stared at Qi Ping and said.

"Qi does not deny this."

"Have you brought anything?"

The skinny old man continued.

It is simply impossible to find traces of a person out of thin air. There must be something contaminated with the other person's aura. Otherwise, even he can't do it.

Qi Pingdao opened his palms, revealing a pile of blood-stained soil:

"The devil once left a formation in my Nanyue Palace. This is something contaminated by his aura."

"Wait, then."

The skinny old man stood up, picked up a silver basin, put the soil in it, and then walked tremblingly into a secret room with the life-extending spiritual object, about half an hour later.

The old man took out a palm-sized wooden compass and handed it to Qi Ping:

"This thing can last for twelve hours, which is enough for you to find the traces of the devil."

"how to use?"

Qi Pingdao looked happy, this time he finally came to the right place.

As long as traces can be found, the other party will never be able to escape.

"Just a drop of blood."

"The devil won't find out, right?"

Qi Pingdao was about to bleed, but suddenly paused. After all, he knew how difficult the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord was, otherwise he wouldn't have been free for so long, so he had to be on guard.

"This is something I have developed after decades of research. The devil has not yet reached the realm of cause and effect, so there is no one who can pry into it. However, he may be able to sense it on a whim."

The skinny old man explained a few words and then said no more.

Qi Pingdao breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately forced a drop of blood essence to fall on the wooden compass. Sure enough, just a few breaths later, his compass began to rotate, and the pointer pointed somewhere.

At the same time, he vaguely sensed the other party's approximate location.

A thought came to my mind:

"Is the devil looking for death? He actually ran to Shiwan Mountain."

But no matter what he thought, he couldn't waste time at this moment. He immediately bid farewell to the skinny old man, turned around and chased in the direction of Shiwanda Mountain, using the compass to locate his position.

He believed that this time the Red-Blooded Demon Lord would surely fall.

As long as we can get back the dragon vein of South Vietnam, even an extremely precious life-extending spiritual thing is worth it!

"This is the Hundred Thousand Mountains"

Standing on a flat ground, Jiang Che looked at the endless mountains in the distance and the faintly pure spiritual energy. Jiang Che was secretly shocked, but he didn't sigh too much.

After staying for a while, he continued on his way.

This place is not far from Qingfeng Mountain.

He estimated that the truth would be revealed by then.

According to his judgment, no matter how much Qingfeng hated the Scarlet-Blooded Demon Lord, she at least loved him very, very much, but it was just a little too much to deal with such a love-minded woman.

As long as the Red-Blooded Demon Lord sacrifices his appearance a little, there will probably be no problem with the sacrifice.

Of course, he also made a judgment.

Although they are not Qingfeng's opponent with their strength, if they really have to evacuate, there should be no problem. There are magic talismans to transform into the queen, and the Scarlet Blood Demon Lord's various secret techniques to cover his traces.

Qingfeng was determined not to catch up with them.

And at this moment, he also wanted to see what the so-called goddess of the Witch Temple looked like.

After about two hours, finally, at the reminder of the Scarlet Blood Demon Lord, they arrived at Qingfeng Mountain.

Looking at a hundred-foot peak in front of them, when Jiang Che was thinking about how to pay his respects, suddenly, a phoenix cry sounded in the void, and then, a green-winged divine bird suddenly spread its wings and hovered above their heads. .

Vaguely, Jiang Che saw a white figure on the back of the blue divine bird.

Then, a chilling voice resounded thousands of feet around:

"Lu Chenfeng, you such a heartless man actually dare to come to see me!"