Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 431 Forcing the Palace
"Cough cough..."

The blood man finally woke up.

The purpose of the woman in palace costume was to forcibly help him suppress the injury, wake him up and ask the reason.

He was seriously injured, and it was impossible for him to recover so quickly. Although he was awake, he was still extremely weak, as if he was about to cough out his heart, liver and lungs, like a mortal who was seriously ill and dying.

I don't know what secret method the woman in the palace costume used, but after rescuing the blood man, her aura also became very messy, obviously it was very worn out.

The gatekeeper helped the woman in the palace costume who was seriously injured, and then remembered to help the blood man clean up the blood stains all over her body.

A weak spiritual force swept across the blood man, cleaning up the blood and revealing his appearance.

However, under the smudged blood was the face of a 40-year-old middle-aged man. This man should have been fat, but now the entire cheek on the left side of his face was cut off by a sharp instrument, exposing his white broken teeth.

In addition, there was a long knife wound on the bridge of his nose, which almost split his head in half. The knife wound was next to his eyes, and a little higher, his eyes could not be saved.

The two wounds were very penetrating, making his appearance very scary, and everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Before, everyone was afraid of affecting the women in palace costumes to save people, so they didn't dare to use their spiritual sense or spiritual power to investigate the blood man. Now when they saw the blood man's true appearance, someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

"Senior Brother Liu, why is it you?"

Then, a figure flashed out from the crowd and rushed towards the blood man.

Someone immediately recognized the person's identity.

"He is Qiao Jiang from the Ethereal School!"

"This person turned out to be a disciple of the Ethereal Sect. I don't know how to make it look like this!"

Qiao Jiang squeezed away the gatekeeper, and gently picked up the blood of a monk surnamed Liu, "Senior Brother Liu, I am Qiao Jiang, we met in Dixuan Mountain before, do you remember?"

Qin Sang had heard about Dixuan Mountain of the Ethereal School for a long time.

There is a strange mountain in the Ethereal School, named Dixuan Mountain. It is said that this mountain is not on the surface, but hidden deep in the ground. It is a mountain within a mountain.

In the Ethereal Sect, there is an underground flame vein known as the largest in the Xiaohan Region, and the entire underground flame vein is occupied by the Ethereal Sect.

This underground flame vein is very strange. It gathers under the Ethereal Sect's mountain gate, and the entire ground is hollowed out. There is a strange hill in the underground hollow, standing above the underground flame vein.

This mountain does not reach the sky or descend to the ground, it is suspended out of thin air, and it is roasted and tempered by the underground flames day and night. After countless years of evolution, the rocks of the mountain have transformed, and a kind of earth fire is born, but it is completely different from the earth fire, and its power is far superior. Strange flame.

It is said that this kind of flame can be used to refine magic weapons. The alchemy stage monks of the Ethereal School refine magic weapons. With the help of the fire from the ground hanging from the mountains, the consumption of pill fire can be reduced.

The Ethereal School is good at refining weapons, and because of the existence of this strange fire, Dixuanshan is called the foundation of the Ethereal School!

In the jade slip given to Qin Sang by shopkeeper Wu, there is a record of the process of refining the weapon with the help of a strange fire by the golden core in the hanging mountain.

"Junior Brother Qiao..."

The monk surnamed Liu finally recognized his fellow disciples, his voice was weak and his teeth leaked.

Qiao Jiang was overjoyed when he saw this, and kept asking: "Senior Brother Liu, what happened, why did you suffer such serious injuries?"

"I...cough..."

Cultivator surnamed Liu woke up from a coma, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, and coughed violently.

Qiao Jiang helped the monk surnamed Liu to sort out his breath, and quickly explained, "Senior brother Liu, this is a trade fair... How many people are there from the Tianxing League? Please make it clear that we have so many comrades here, so that we can avenge you..."

"Fair..."

"By the way, the trade fair!"

The cultivator surnamed Liu finally woke up from his dream. He supported Qiao Jiang's palm, sat up suddenly, and said anxiously to the gatekeeper, "Where is Master Pei Qin? Please, senior, rescue him..."

Everyone was shocked when they heard what the monk surnamed Liu said.

Only monks in the alchemy stage are eligible to be honored as the Venerable Master.

The master behind the trade fair turned out to be an alchemy cultivator, no wonder he dared to organize a trade fair in this place.

Many people are also fortunate that they restrained their greed and did not break the rules of the fair.In the past, there were many people who made a big fuss at the trade fair, and all of them disappeared. One can imagine what happened.

What followed was a huge sense of security, and the hanging heart fell to the ground slightly.

The sky is falling, and there is a tall one holding it up.

At least, there is a monk in the alchemy stage, which is equivalent to a backbone. Even if something happens, he will not be helpless.

Everyone glanced at the passage to the second floor of the hall. Could it be that the alchemy monk named Pei Qin's cave is just below the hall?

Unexpectedly, the gatekeeper laughed dryly: "This fellow daoist, I don't know Pei Qin, so I don't know who the fellow daoist is talking about..."

Before the gatekeeper could finish speaking, the cultivator surnamed Liu took a deep breath, suddenly raised his arms high, holding a shining token in his hand, raised his head to stimulate his spiritual energy, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Disciple follow Master Fang and Master Fang!" Master Shentu of Yulingzong was besieged and killed by several Jindan monks from the Tianxing League. His situation was critical. Uncle Fang and Master Shentu were trapped. He ordered his disciples to come to the trade fair and asked Master Pei Qin to rescue him. Here, please be enlightened by the Master..."

The sound spread throughout the hall.

After finishing these words in one breath, the monk surnamed Liu exhausted his strength, his body went limp, he fell into Qiao Jiang's arms, and passed out again.

'Ding! '

The token fell to the ground, made of black iron, with an ancient character 'cold' on it!
"you……"

The gatekeeper had no time to stop him, so he jumped angrily.

Everyone has different expressions. Everyone has heard about the existence of this token. It is said that the number is very small, and only a few people own it.

In order to fight against the Tianxing League, all sects in the Xiaohan Region abandoned their prejudices and cooperated with each other.

Seeing Ling is like seeing Nascent Soul.

In an emergency, once it is used, no one is allowed to defy it, and Jindan monks are no exception, unless they don't want to mess around in the Xiaohan domain.

The gatekeeper's attitude seemed to be that he didn't want to alarm his lord, but he was forced into the palace by a monk surnamed Liu in full view when he stepped into the muddy water this time.

Tokens have great meaning and great power.

But it doesn't have to be followed.

If the monk surnamed Liu came to him privately, Pei Qin didn't want to make a move, so he could just use the excuse that he didn't receive the order, and directly killed the monk surnamed Liu to erase the traces.

No evidence can be found, and no one can blame him.

Unfortunately, today is the trade fair, and there are dozens of people in the field, including disciples from the eight orthodox sects, who saw this scene with their own eyes, and it is impossible to hide it.

unless……

With so many people, they won't kill and silence them, right?

Everyone looked at each other, feeling apprehensive, not daring to move.

With so many foundation-building masters, they are not afraid of a monk at the alchemy stage, but on the opponent's territory, no one knows if there is a terrifying killing array in the hall.

Everyone is in a state of disunity and it is difficult to work together. Once they see an opportunity, they will run for their lives. If they run slowly, they will die.

I just hope that the alchemy cultivator named Pei Qin is not crazy, otherwise it would be wrong to die here.

(End of this chapter)