Chapter 888 Where Is the Ancient Holy Weapon Now?

Baimei didn't hide anything.

He told his disciples everything he found in the cave.

Then, he led everyone and flew towards Emei.

Although the disciples had doubts, they did not dare to ask any more questions. Not only was Bai Mei confused now, how could he answer these disciples' questions?

Saved for a few days.

Bai Mei kept sending people to search for the location of the blood spring, but hundreds of disciples went out and searched all over the Central Plains, but could not find the blood spring.

Now, Bai Mei was more sure of his guess.

The blood fountain must have evaporated!

Although Bai Mei didn't know why the blood fountain evaporated, Bai Mei would definitely not give up on such a big matter.

If we don’t investigate clearly, what if the next person to disappear is Emei?

Mount Emei.

The mountains are tall and straight, towering into the clouds, and the vegetation is lush and green.

In the back mountain, there is a Taoist temple built halfway up the mountain.

The Taoist temple is very hidden, hidden among the peaks and ancient vines. It is difficult to find it unless you walk in.

This is the place where the immortal tablets of the ancestors of Emei are enshrined. Disciples often come to the temple to pay homage to the ancestors of the past generations.

At this moment, the white-browed man came on a cloud, landed in front of the temple, and went straight into the temple to worship.

"Bai Mei, what are you doing here again?"

Suddenly, a portrait enshrined in the main seat of the temple spoke.

This portrait depicts a Taoist with long eyebrows and drooping chest. He is slightly fat and has a fairy-like Taoist posture between his eyebrows.

"Disciple has met the Patriarch."

Bai Mei quickly knelt down and said respectfully.

"What happened to Emei again?" said the person in the portrait.

"It's not about Emei. I want to see the Grandmaster because I want to use Grandmaster's profound mystical skills to calculate the location of the blood spring for me," Bai Mei said.

"Blood fountain?"

The person in the painting was stunned for a moment, then frowned and pinched his fingers.

"Bai Mei, the blood spring you are looking for has been tampered with, and the secret has been messed up. It is impossible to deduce it anymore." The person in the painting said.

"What? Disrupted the secret of heaven?" Bai Mei was shocked.

In fact, when Bai Mei was secretly calculating, he also discovered that the secret had been tampered with, and it was impossible to figure it out again.

"Bai Mei, why are you looking for the blood spring? Could it be that Youquan has come to attack the Orthodox sect in the Central Plains again?" The person in the painting changed the topic and asked.

Bai Mei said: "Yes, but the last time that guy came to attack Emei, he was beaten away by a disciple named Li Jun in my sect. A few days ago, the junior led the Emei disciples and planned to completely seal the blood spring, but unexpectedly the blood Quan disappeared out of thin air, and even Youquan’s whereabouts are unknown.”

The person in the painting said: "Bai Mei, if you really want to calculate the location of the bleeding spring, you might as well go to Tianshan Piaomiao Palace and have a look."

"But the secret of the Blood Spring has been messed up. How can we calculate the location of the Blood Spring again?"

The person in the painting said: "The master of the Piaomiao Palace has a magic weapon in his hand, called the armillary sphere, which can understand the cause and effect of all heavenly secrets. Even the heavenly secrets that have been manipulated can be deduced."

Baimei looked happy.

He was about to say something, but suddenly calmed down and said: "But, this junior remembers that the master of Piaomiao Palace is a member of the demon clan, how can he cooperate with me, Emei?"

The man in the painting yawned and said, "It's up to you to figure it out yourself, Baimei. I'm tired. Please step back."

After saying this, the face of the person in the painting solidified again and turned into a painting again.

Bai Mei kowtowed three times and left the Taoist temple thoughtfully.

…

Five days later.

Bai Mei suddenly summoned Li Jun and Sanying Eryun from the sect into his cave.

"Master, I don't know why you summoned your disciples?" Li Jun asked, cupping his hands.

"I want you to go to Tianshan on behalf of Emei." Bai Mei said straight to the point.

"Where is Tianshan?" Li Jun frowned. This was the first time he heard this name.

Qi Lingyun said: "Junior brother, Tianshan Mountain is overseas, far away from the Central Plains, and is the holy land of the demon clan."

"Monster clan?" Li Jun was shocked and said, "Master, why do you want us to go to the territory of the demon clan?"

"It's like this. The Holy Lord of the Demon Clan, Xuan Ye Zhenjun, is going to hold a double cultivation ceremony in the Piaomiao Palace of Tianshan Mountain recently, inviting countless demons from home and abroad. This time, you have to find a way to sneak into the Piaomiao Palace and borrow Xuanye Zhenjun. The armillary sphere in your hand can be used to calculate the location of the bleeding spring." Bai Mei said.

"Armillary Sphere!" Zhou Qingyun opened her mouth slightly, with a look of shock on her face.

"Why, do you know about the Armillary Sphere?" Bai Mei said with a half-smile.

Zhou Qingyun said: "Disciple once heard the Golden Mother talk about this object. According to legend, each of the three tribes of humans, demons and demons has a sacred weapon. The one in the hands of the demons is the Emperor Yi Zun Huang Banner, and the one in the hands of the human race is the Fulita Sword. , what the demon clan has in their hands is the Thousand-Ji Armillary Sphere."

"I didn't expect you actually know so much! Very good!" Bai Mei nodded and said with great satisfaction: "Back then, the three races of humans, demons and demons fought against each other. They formed their own formations and built holy weapons for each other to guard against attacks from other races. Thousands of years have passed. , the demon clan of the three clans has withered, the demon clan has declined, and only the human clan is still alive."

After a pause, Bai Mei continued: "Unfortunately, although the human and demon clans are still alive, the sacred weapons belonging to the two clans have long since disappeared. Only the demon clan still holds the Armillary Sphere that was built in ancient times."

After hearing these words, Li Jun looked thoughtful.

"Master, you want us to sneak into Zhenjun Xuanye's Dual Cultivation Ceremony. Could it be that Emei didn't receive the invitation?" Li Jun asked.

Baimei rolled his eyes and said: "Zhenjun Xuan Ye is a demon, and we are humans. How can we send any invitations to human forces?"

Shaking his head, Bai Mei continued: "So, you must use your wisdom and find a way to borrow the Armillary Sphere. Currently, this is the only thing that can calculate the whereabouts of the Nether Spring and the Blood Spring."

Li Jun sighed and reluctantly handed over his hand.

If the timeline when the blood spring disappeared was not erased, he would have no problem knowing the location of the blood spring.

However, if you want to know the blood spring now, you can only find another way and use the armillary sphere in the hands of the demon clan to search for it.

After some explanations, Bai Mei gave the six people a few more words and asked them to go back and get ready.

There were no words for a moment.

Early the next morning, six rainbows flew up from Mount Emei and flew straight towards the Tianshan Mountains.

These six people, except Li Jun and Li Yingqi, the remaining four are outstanding disciples among the three major beefu.

Zhou Qingyun and Qi Lingyun, as well as Yan Renying and Yu Yingnan.

Of these two people, Yan Renying is a man, extremely handsome and talented.

Following the crowd, he kept looking at Zhou Qingyun secretly, his eyes full of admiration.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that I would go on a mission with Zhou Qingyun this time. It's very good, very good." Yan Renying's eyes were fiery. Seeing Zhou Qingyun stepping on the flying sword, with a graceful and graceful look, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.