Chang Sheng Gou Said: Play The Suona At The Beginning, Mourn The Funeral And Cultivate Immortality

Bai Yu carried Ying Sima Song Ling on his back and turned left and right in the mountains and forests, resting several times along the way.

Finally, the two came to a flat land covered with thatch.

The thatch is taller than a person, stretching as far as the eye can see, and no one knows how wide it is.

Song Ling said:

"Old Liu, we are home. This is Taoyuan Valley Base."

Bai Yu said angrily:

"I'm so tired that my calves are spinning. Song Sima doesn't want to make fun of me."

"This is obviously a thatched field, how can there be any human habitation?"

There was no trace of human activity in the thatched field in front of me, nor did it look like there was a large army hiding in it.

Song Ling smiled mysteriously and said:

"Today I am going to open your eyes. Old Liu, please let me down."

He got off Bai Yu, then took out a sleeve arrow and shot it into the air.

The sleeve arrows rose into the sky, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

"Just wait, someone will come to pick us up soon."

Song Ling recovered a lot of energy at this time and began to move his body.

Sure enough, not long after, a group of rebels emerged from the reeds.

They all held sharp crossbows and faced Bai Yu.

"Password!"

Song Ling held the strange magic formula with both hands and said:

"Red lotuses bloom in the flowing water of the three rivers, and Maitreya from the Nine Heavens descends to earth."

"I am Song Ling from Xishan Camp."

The rebels finally put away their hostility and asked:

"It turns out to be Song Sima. Today is not the day to receive food. Why did you come to the old camp?"

Song Ling said:

"Forget it, for some reason the Xuanwu Army's cavalry broke through the Zangyin Formation and completely annihilated the Xishan Camp."

"I had no choice but to come to Laoying for help and then form Xishan Camp."

The rebel team murmured:

"It seems that the situation on the front line is not good. The Beikui Camp was also breached a few days ago."

Song Ling was shocked:

"So the Heavenly Soldiers have suffered heavy losses. I don't know how long it will take to recover."

He took a step to go inside.

Bai Yu was filled with joy and followed calmly.

We are finally close to the core camp of the rebels!

Then you can get close to the rebel immortal cultivators.

As long as you find a way to kill the rebel cultivators, the rebels will naturally fall apart.

However, at this moment, a long sword was pointed directly at Bai Yu's throat.

"Song Sima, who is this?"

The rebel captain looked at Bai Yu warily, with a dangerous light in his eyes.

When Song Ling saw this, he hurried forward and stopped in front of the two of them:

"Lao Liu is one of our own."

"Thanks to him for carrying me back from the battlefield this time, otherwise I would have been killed by the Xuanwu Army."

The rebel commander said firmly:

"Except for the commander of the battalion and above, no one else is allowed in without any problem!"

Bai Yu's heart sank.

He looked calm on the surface, but his brain was running rapidly.

At this time, the more you show that you want to get in, the more suspicious it becomes.

So he spoke:

"Song Sima, then I will send you here. I'm leaving first."

He cupped his hands towards Song Ling and prepared to leave.

Song Ling was anxious:

"Old Liu, don't leave. The Xuanwu Army is searching the mountains now. Where can you go?"

He grabbed Bai Yu, turned to the rebel commander, and said:

"Brother, Lao Liu is one of our own, and he is currently the only seed left in Xishan Camp. We will need his help to rebuild Xishan Camp in the future."

"In addition, I am seriously injured and I need someone to take care of me. Let me let Lao Liu carry me in."

The rebel commander thought for a moment and said:

"Actually, it's not impossible to let him in, but he has to practice the Blood Demon Art."

Bai Yu's heart moved.

He had heard about the name of the Blood Fiend Jue when he was in Xishan Camp.

This is a very evil technique that can allow people to quickly increase their strength after practicing it.

But the deeper the cultivation, the shorter the life span.

And after practicing, you can only obey the orders of the Red Lotus Sect.

Once betrayed, the Feng Shui master of the Red Lotus Sect can make people explode and die with just a little secret technique.

The rebels used this technique to quickly create a group of backbone Martial Artists, so they could compete with the elite of the Xuanwu Army.

Seeing that Bai Yu was silent, Song Ling took him aside and whispered:

"Don't worry, Lao Liu. You can only practice the first level of Blood Demon Art and it won't have much impact."

"And if you go back now, if you bump into the Xuanwu Army, you will be killed on the spot."

Bai Yu pretended to hesitate, but in fact he didn't care.

Does the Blood Evil Technique affect lifespan and consume energy and blood?

He is immortal and his energy and blood are extremely strong.

As for the rebel geomancer trying to control him with this, that's just a pipe dream.

You must know that Bai Yu himself is also a Rank Two Feng Shui master, which is already much better than most Feng Shui masters.

Bai Yu pretended to hesitate and thought for a while, and finally nodded and agreed.

The rebel corps leader taught Bai Yu the blood evil technique, and then boiled a bowl of talisman water for Bai Yu to drink.

The operation route of the first level of Blood Demon Technique is very simple, and Bai Yu can master it in a moment.

As long as the evil spirit is absorbed and combined with essence and blood, the internal force of bleeding evil will be born.

The rebel corps leader watched Bai Yu develop a trace of blood evil internal power with his own eyes, and then he was satisfied and took the two of them in.

Bai Yu and the two followed the rebel team into the reed field. Every time they walked along the way, they would encounter a pile of rocks.

These piles of rocks seem to be the core of some great Feng Shui formation.

After hitting the rocks, sometimes turn left and sometimes right.

After twists and turns, everyone's eyes suddenly opened up, and they came to an open plain.

At the core of the plain, a strict camp stood, with rows of soldiers patrolling around.

Looking at the scale, this camp probably has tens of thousands of elite soldiers.

We finally entered the heart of the rebels.

Bai Yu was surprised and happy, and he was very energetic.

After entering the camp, Song Ling seemed at ease, as if he had returned home, and greeted passing generals from time to time.

Not long after, Song Ling entered the big tent in the center of the camp.

Bai Yu was treated as a follower and placed in another camp to wait.

There were already more than a dozen people in the camp, all the personal guards of the generals. They were playing Pai Gow guessing games and shouting in a very lively manner.

Seeing Bai Yu come in, a tall and powerful man smiled and said:

"Today is strange. Which general, Sima, only has one personal guard?"

Others laughed and said:

"Looking like this, it's like the Beikui camp. The whole army was wiped out and they came to the old camp to ask for soldiers."

Strength is the most important thing in the army. If you are weak, you are destined to be marginalized.

Sure enough, the other guards looked arrogant and didn't pay much attention to Bai Yu.

Bai Yu didn't bother to talk to them. After a week of patrolling, he saw a man sitting in the corner.

The man was thin, alone, and out of tune with everyone else.

When he met Bai Yu, he smiled kindly.

Seeing this, Bai Yu walked up to the man, cupped his hands and said:

"Xishan Camp, Liu Huan."

The man also stood up and returned the courtesy:

"Beikuiying, Ding Yiyuan."

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, this is a text in the Book of Changes. It seems that this person is still a cultural person.

The two met each other, sat and chatted, and quickly became familiar with each other.

When the conversation reached a harmonious place, Bai Yu asked:

"Old Ding, did you also practice the Blood Evil Art when you came in?"

Ding Yiyuan said:

"Yes, outsiders who enter the camp must practice the Blood Evil Art."

Bai Yu lowered his voice and said:

"Then have you heard? Practicing this blood evil technique will shorten your life."

Ding Yiyuan nodded and said:

"There is such a rumor, but it's not all bad. I heard that this blood evil technique has another benefit."

"What's the benefit?"

"I heard that after you reach the third level of cultivation, there is a secret method that can increase your combat power several times."