Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Give this to me!"

Luo Wushu reached out and picked up a roll of parchment.

Seeing Luo Wushu's movements, Mo Fan said, "I've seen it, it's just a roll of parchment without words."

"you sure?"

"Could it be that it can be different?"

Luo Wushu smiled without saying a word, his gaze fell on the parchment, trying to peel it away.

Seeing that Luo Wushu was so focused, both of them remained silent and stopped making noise.

The ghost sword sect disciples had found all the things they had obtained, and they had not seen any unusual items.

If not, because of Jian's extraordinary words, they would never investigate twice.

"laugh!"

Luo Wushu suddenly shot and tore a thin piece of skin from the parchment.

"did you find it?"

"Yeah!" Luo Wushu nodded.

"What is it?" Mo Fan hurried over, the smile on his face gradually solidified, "Is there a difference?"

The parchment is still blank.

After tearing up a thin layer of paper, it didn't look so shabby.

"Of course there is a difference, you need to be used now." Luo Wushu smiled slightly.

"Using me?" Mo Fan touched his head in confusion, "But, I don't understand the mystery."

"You don't need to understand, but you need to borrow your blood to use it."

"What?"

Mo Fan was taken aback for a moment.

Immediately, he raised his head slightly, proudly.

It seems to be showing off, his own extraordinary general.

"Stand still, or don't blame me for hurting you."

Luo Wushu's Spiritual Qi Sword in his hand swiped towards Mo Fan's arm.

With a snorted sound, blood stains appeared on the arm and blood flowed.

"Tap, tap!" Mo Fan's face changed slightly, this hero is not good!

But thinking that only his own blood is used for secrets, he gritted his teeth and showed a proud posture again.

"What are you afraid of? I am embarrassed to shout at this pain." Luo Wushu ignored Mo Fan's feelings, and the blood was slowly falling on the parchment at this moment.

After a while, the original brown parchment was already a bright red.

"Is it all right?" Mo Fan asked.

"Yeah!" Luo Wushu nodded slightly and stroked Mo Fan's hand on the parchment.

Suddenly, a map on the parchment slowly emerged.

"It's done!"

Mo Fan was overjoyed, his face full of pride.

Although he could not understand the mystery of this parchment, the credit was his.

Without his blood, Luo Wushu is also a clever woman who cannot cook without rice.

Luo Wushu glanced at Mo Fan and smiled faintly: "Thank you!"

"Small things, small things, who makes my blood so useful? Do your kind, do your kind." Mo Fan raised his head and said awe-inspiring righteousness.

Luo Wushu glanced at Mo Fan weirdly.

"Forehead…"

"It's not that my blood can't be used, it's just... afraid of pain!"

Afraid of pain?

As soon as he said this, the proud expression on Mo Fan's face instantly solidified.

"Then you stroked it with my hand?"

"I'm afraid of getting dirty!"

Luo Wushu's words fell, Mo Fan's heart, there were countless grass mud horses galloping by in an instant.

"You are a human, aren't I?"

"Alright, alright! It's just a little blood, it's not a big deal." Luo Wushu waved his hand, his eyes fell on the map.

He found that the location marked on the map was impressively not far from Broken Dragon Valley... Tianshuijian!

Tianshuijian, in the Tianyao Mountain, many people are no strangers.

Rumor has it that the water in the Tianshui Stream comes from the hot springs above the nine heavens.

There, there is only sweltering heat all year round, but no severe cold.

The three followed the directions on the map and stopped in front of a huge pool.

Just standing in front of the pool, you can feel a rush of heat, extremely hot.

"it's here?"

"What can there be?"

Yaoyue and Mo Fan frowned at the same time.

"Go down and take a look."

"Tianshuijian, being able to form a climate of its own in Tianmon Mountain, is really extraordinary. Since the place marked on the map is this pool, we should go down to find out."

"Big deal, just treat it as a bubble hot spring."

Luo Wushu smiled slightly, made a pop, and jumped into the hot spring without hesitation.

"This is called a hot spring?"

"Do you want to cook yourself as a pig?"

The expressions of the two of them changed slightly. Who is okay? Wouldn't you be happy to come here?

"Don't use aura to block the high temperature, remember to use the body tempering method I taught you." Luo Wushu's voice came from the bottom of the lake.

Hearing Luo Wushu's voice, the two of them immediately felt relieved, gritted their teeth, and followed them into it.

The terrible high temperature hit, and the bodies of the three of them were all hot.

"Quickly use the body tempering method to practice here, as long as you hold it, it will be of great benefit to the improvement of your cultivation."

"What's more, it can also greatly improve the physical body."

Luo Wushu's voice fell, and both of them clenched their teeth.

Maybe Luo Wushu sometimes has a little pit, but he did not make a mistake in the practice.

And, in many ways.

This guy is like an old monster who has practiced for thousands of years.

"Dive down!"

After feeling that the two of them had almost adapted to the high temperature here, Luo Wushu continued.

The temperature below will undoubtedly be higher.

But for the three people, there won't be much problem.

After a long time, Luo Wushu continued to speak: "Now, use the spiritual energy to protect the body and dive to the end in one breath."

Huh!

When the voice fell, Luo Wushu took the lead in diving like a fish.

slowly!

Mo Fan and Yao Yue both had surprised voices.

"What's happening here?"

"How do you feel, we are not in the water at all?"

At this moment, although they are still diving, they feel the spirit of the world.

"It's really not in the water anymore."

At this moment, Luo Wushu faintly spoke: "The spiritual energy here is already strong enough to melt liquid."

"Why is this?"

"Spirit pulse!"

"what?"

"This is a spiritual vein!" Luo Wushu emphasized again.

Faintly, there seemed to be a sound of inhaling cold breath, and the breathing of the two of them had unexpectedly become rapid at this moment.

"So there is no wrong guess, maybe this is one, eighth-level spiritual veins." Luo Wushu said again.

Eighth level spirit vein?

Mo Fan and Yao Yue glanced at Luo Wushu in surprise, and they didn't understand why this guy could express the eighth level spiritual veins so peacefully.

Isn't he shocked at all, won't he be ecstatic?

Between heaven and earth, there are many special holy places for cultivation.

Lingmai is one of them.

Under normal circumstances, many powerful sects will choose to build in a spiritual place.

In this way, their sect will gain a unique advantage in cultivation, which is difficult for ordinary people to match.

Even if the spiritual vein in front of you is only an eighth-level spiritual vein.

But once it spreads out, it is enough to attract countless sects berserk.

Although the eighth-level gathering spirit formation and the eighth-level spiritual veins have the same effect, but the effect is like a cloud of mud in the sky.

It is no exaggeration to say that an eighth-level spirit channel, as long as it is used properly, can have a steady stream of countless imperial Qi realm powerhouses.

And now, this eighth-level spirit vein can freely squander the three of them.

This is so wanton and joyful.

The three of them came to the ground, sat down cross-legged, and began to adjust their cultivation state.

"With this spiritual vein, the three of them will have a qualitative transformation!"

At this moment, the eyes of the three of them all burst out with strong confidence and incomparable sharpness.

Qiu Chengjing, the law enforcement elder, and even the true disciple Jian Bufan... will eventually be trampled under their feet.