Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Four months later.

Xu Shi, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, his spiritual pressure rose wildly.

However, the blood in the blood pool had bottomed out, and there was only a thick layer of blood-colored sludge-like impurities left at the bottom of the pool.

this day.

Xu Shi, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, opened his eyes, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, then stood up and looked around.

Immediately.

Xu Shi didn't delay, flew directly over the blood pond, and walked outside the stone gate.

Flying in the flesh is one of the symbols of ability in the foundation building period.

It can be seen that at this time he has officially entered the foundation building period.

Not long.

Xu Shi came to the palace in the center.

"Disciple Xu Shi, please see the sect master!"

Xu Shi looked respectful, bowed his head and cupped his fists.

Immediately.

The stone door in front of him automatically pushed open without wind.

Seeing this, Xu Shi hesitated for a moment, and walked directly inside.

In the hall of the palace, on the seat above, sat a monk wearing a hooded black robe and a mask with blood patterns on his cheeks. The vast spiritual pressure made Xu Shi dare not breathe.

"Huh!"

The door owner of the Blood Refining Gate said in amazement:

"Little guy, your aptitude is pretty good!"

"It's been promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage so soon."

"The master cultivated well, and the disciple was lucky enough to be promoted!"

Xu Shi lowered his head and said respectfully.

"alright!"

Blood Refining Gate, the gate master stopped and said:

"Your master has fallen, and I am in a critical period and I should not go out at this time."

"After you investigate this matter, go back and report to this seat."

"What?"

Xu Shi showed some surprise, and then said solemnly:

"Yes, door master."

"You left a soul imprint on the Blood Jade Book."

The door master took out a scarlet jade book.

See here.

Xu Shi didn't have any hesitation, he still understands the truth that if you want to get something, you have to pay.

Then, the sect master put away the scarlet jade book, took out another token, and threw it to Xu Shidao:

"This is your token to enter and exit the formation, and then you go to the library to receive a skill and three treasures."

heard the words.

Xu Shi was overjoyed in his heart. It was because he lacked skills and access tokens that he had no choice but to meet the sect master.

His memories of the Bloody Old Daoist were all incomplete, without a complete exercise, he couldn't practice at all, and there was no jade slip of exercise in the storage bag, and even the access token was broken and could no longer be used.

Immediately.

Xu Shi quickly showed a grateful expression and said:

"Thank you door master!"

"That's right." The owner of the Blood Refining Gate said hoarsely:

"Your master is in charge of the state of Jin. The three-year offering has not yet been handed in. You will be responsible for it in the future."

"yes!"

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Anshan Prefecture, Fucheng.

nightfall.

In the courtyard of a large family, dogs and dogs can be heard from time to time, especially in the dark and clean night.

A young man in dressing gowns beat a gong and shouted:

"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of the fire candles!"

Far away from those high-walled courtyards, Wang Er murmured:

"It's so noisy. When I have a chance, I will have to peel you off and make soup. I can't feel at ease."

Wang Er cursed in his heart, while walking into the distance.

Suddenly.

Wang Er saw a small stone in front of him, turned slightly and took a few steps forward, kicked hard, and saw the stone flying far away.

"Isn't it just money?"

"Wait for Lao Tzu's son to test out that he has the qualifications of an immortal. What are money, maids, and courtyards?"

Before he could feel relieved, Wang Er thought that his eldest son had passed the test and confirmed that he did not have the qualifications of a fairy.

Now, all Wang Er's hopes are placed on his youngest son, but thinking of that vague hope, his heart can't help but drop a bit.

While beating the gong, Wang Er absent-mindedly yelled a very fluent slogan:

"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of the fire candles!"

Suddenly.

Wang Er saw a few lights and shadows flashing in the air, rubbed his eyes with his sleeves, and looked again, but found nothing.

Wang Er didn't care about this, thinking it was just dizziness.

Immediately, Wang Er walked forward while beating the gong and shouting the slogan he had been shouting all year round.

Not long.

Wang Er saw a red beam of light rising from the east.

See here.

Wang Er thought that this was the same as what the storyteller said, and it was exactly the same as the omen of the birth of the fairy family treasure.

Thinking of this, Wang Er's heart was very hot, this great opportunity cannot be let others get it.

"Unexpectedly, I, Wang Er, have such an opportunity."

Immediately, Wang Er put the mallet in his waist, pinned the gong on his back, and ran eastward with his legs spread.

At the same time, the youths, scoundrels, gamblers, and whores who just came out of the Honghualou who wandered around at night, saw this scene, and ran to that side one after another.

However, at this moment, a red beam of light also rose from the west, south, and north at the same time, and then turned into a huge red mask, enveloping the city of Anshan Prefecture.

suddenly.

Wang Er, who was rushing towards the place where the treasure was born, didn't pay attention to the change in the sky at the moment, and kept running forward, suddenly he felt his blood rising.

It seems that the blood in the body is constantly surging, and it feels like before marriage, the whole body is full of passion, and the blood spurts.

Wang Er felt that at this time he could go back and fight his wife for 300 rounds.

For the mother-in-law who underestimated him all day long to know how powerful he is, she must be unable to get out of bed for at least three days.

Wang Er thought bitterly in his heart.

But at this moment, Wang Er didn't notice that his face was flushed, as if he was about to bleed.

Immediately, Wang Er felt the wetness in his nose, he wiped it with his sleeve, and the sleeve was full of blood.

Immediately, he stopped walking, and saw the blood on the sleeves floating quickly into the sky.

To see such a horrifying scene.

In an instant, Wang Er's fiery heart cooled down.

At this moment, he was like in an ice cellar.

"Demon... demon!"

Wang Er's mouth was trembling, and he whispered tremblingly.

Although he is an ordinary mortal, there have been rumors of immortals and demons among the people, and there are immortals visiting every few years, so he is not as ignorant as the ordinary people in the mountain village.

The weird picture in front of me, plus the rumors of demons.

Wang Er can be sure that this is exactly the evil method used by the demon.

See here.

Wang Er did not hesitate to flee, he knew that in the face of demons, mortals have no ability to resist, only immortals can kill demons.

However, at this time, his footsteps seemed to be filled with lead, and he didn't listen to him at all. He fell to the ground after taking two steps.

Wang Er's eyes were dull, and he watched his own blood, which turned into a strand of countless strands of blood, and gathered into a huge blood cell above Fucheng.

At this moment, he wished that the immortal would come and save him.

But the sky didn't do what people wanted, and after a while, Wang Er turned into an abnormally dry corpse without any moisture.

There are countless examples of this in Fucheng at the moment, but the huge blood cells floating in the sky are getting bigger and bigger.

Anshan Mansion, in a private house.

A monk in the Qi training period continuously injects mana into a piece of jade talisman.

At this moment, the young monk's complexion was pale, cold sweat was constantly breaking out from his temples, beads of sweat fell on the ground, and he didn't notice it.

What an incredible thing this is for a monk, it can be seen how much psychological shadow this incident has caused on this monk.

Zhao Xiao murmured in his mouth:

"Quick!"

"Quick connect!"

Zhao Xiao had sensed the huge aura fluctuation the moment the red beam of light appeared.

He originally wanted to investigate, but was immediately dismissed, and immediately prepared to retreat strategically.

But, before he could make a move, a huge mask enveloped the city.

After that, Zhao Xiao tried various methods, but there was no way to get out.

Because of the attack formation, an evil cultivator who was at the peak of the late stage of Qi training was immediately attracted, and he almost escaped.

Zhao Xiao knew that the monk in charge of the formation in front of him was at least a monk in the foundation building stage, and he could not control such a powerful formation at all during the Qi training stage.

Immediately, he found a private house to hide, took out the sound transmission jade talisman, and poured mana into it to connect with the school.

It's a pity that the formation in front of me, I don't know what kind of formation it is, can actually block the sound transmission jade talisman.

As a result, I haven't contacted the sect until now, and I feel the blood in my body constantly tumbling.

At this time, he can still suppress it, but the formation in front of him has only begun to show its power, and the power behind it must be more terrifying.

Zhao Xiao didn't know how long he could last.

Moreover, he knew that once all the residents in the prefecture were completely dead, that high-ranking monk would definitely search again.

At that time, he will not be able to hide his tracks under the eyes of high-ranking monks.

Now, Zhao Xiao can only rely on the sect to discover the abnormality in Anshan Mansion as soon as possible.

Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground, the mana in his dantian kept surging, suppressing the blood rolling.

This kind of method is the forte of the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect. Zhao Xiao is very sure of it, but at this moment he has no way to inform the sect.

"If I can survive this time, in the future, I will definitely not accept the task of guarding again."

"Even if you join the patrol team, at least there is an uncle who can rescue you. Now it's called the sky, the sky should not be called, and the earth is not working!"

Zhao Xiao regretted that he had accepted this task, wishing to give himself a big mouth, while suppressing the more and more surging blood in his body.

An hour later.

Inside the huge blood-colored mask, there was no longer a speck of blood floating around.

In the sky above Anshanfu City, an extremely huge blood cell slowly rotated, and under the blood cell sat a monk with a simple and honest face.

Immediately.

Without hesitation, he physically flew to the blood cell, and then took out a bloody jade bottle.

I saw the blood bottle blooming with a bloody halo, and a huge suction force came out from the bottle mouth.

The bloated blood cell split into a huge torrent of blood, rushing towards the mouth of the small bottle.

Although the mouth of the bottle is small, a trace of blood did not leak out.

In just one stick of incense time, the giant blood sphere floating above Fucheng disappeared.

Then, the simple-faced monk of the Foundation Establishment Period walked around the prefecture.

suddenly.

He chuckled and said:

"I didn't expect that there was another fish that slipped through the net, and it was a disciple of Baiyunmen."

He stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, and a stream of spiritual blood and a small bag flew in front of the foundation-establishment monk.

Immediately, he put away the spiritual blood and the storage bag, and led a few monks to leave the purgatory-like prefecture.

If so, Cheng Buzheng would definitely recognize that foundation-building cultivator here.