break the way [comprehension]

When Du Ziteng woke up again, he was still a little confused, but he seemed to hear someone arguing loudly.

A cold and gloomy voice said: "Since I have been ordered to serve the sect master, no matter whether the ancestor is present or not, I will naturally take good care of the people around him... How can I allow others to deal with them casually?"

"Xie Cong, don't think that you can make up your mind after serving the sect master for a few days. Let me tell you, since the sect master is not here, I am the one who has the final say! What kind of service is not as useful as a blood slave? Wasting the grain of my Blood Slaughter Sect, hmph, could it be that you have some crooked thoughts...hehe..."

The previous voice became more gloomy and dripping water: "Hmph, Mr. Lan, let me remind you that in this Blood Slaughter Sect, the ancestor is naturally the most respected, and everything is based on the ancestor's heart. If you are not there that day, not only Thanks to a certain person, these many disciples are all present, and the many rare spiritual objects that the ancestor ordered us to prepare are all for my wife! Besides, the vitality in my wife's body is endless, obviously she is pregnant!"

Not waiting for the head surnamed Lan to reprimand the disciple surnamed Xie for calling the "Madam" in his mouth, the last news has already exploded among the disciples.

"what?!"

"How is that possible! That's clearly a male cultivator..."

"The patriarch is the one with the highest cultivation level of the Blood Slaughter Dafa...You are obviously talking nonsense!"

Seven or eight voices chattered endlessly at once, but the disciple surnamed Xie who spoke earlier was full of certainty and exactness: "If you don't believe me, you can all step forward to check it out, but I said it first, this is the ancestor's person, hehe, If his old man comes back..."

As soon as this statement came out, the entire field was silent, and the blood-killing patriarch had built up a lot of prestige among the disciples. This disciple surnamed Xie made a naked threat, even though the blood-killing patriarch was somewhere, there was no one Dare to refute.

After a long while, someone whispered: "A few months ago, the ancestor indeed stole some things from the Hehuan Sect... Uh..."

Then there was a whispered response immediately: "Really?!"

"That day, it wasn't just me, Senior Brother Wang and Senior Brother Han were all there..."

"This……"

"Hey, that's true."

It is rumored that the Acacia Sect specializes in the way of men and women, and it is unrivaled in the cultivation world, and there are some unique features... and it should be right.

"Is it really the Hehuan sect? No wonder..."

At the beginning of the practice of this blood killing method, one needs to refine one's body's blood essence, so how could there be descendants... But since there are secret arts of the Hehuan sect in it, it is hard to say.

"..."

Some of the confidant disciples knew that the blood-killing patriarch had a knot in the blood-killing method since he fought with Xiao Chen. Condensation of essence and blood energy, is it beneficial to the method of killing blood if a new path is found?The cultivator who practiced the method of killing blood can have descendants, and the strangeness is worth studying.

If this is the case, then the lady's whereabouts really need to be carefully considered.Countless disciples present who practiced the Dafa of Blood Slaughter had their own calculations in their hearts.

"Ahem, since that's the case, Xie Cong, you are not qualified to deal with Madam on your own. We need to go back to Chaotic Sea to discuss it."

"Master Lan, I'm sorry that Xie can't agree. The ancestor's plan has been in this western wilderness in recent years. Although his whereabouts are unknown now, how can we change things so easily? If we leave, the supply of blood slaves will be lost." Cut off, but the rest is easy to say, if it affects the old ancestor's plan, the old man will blame him, thank someone for being soft-spoken, but he can't afford it, and you dare to take on the blue palm?"

"Xie Cong! You don't have to talk about your ancestors! This Western Wilderness is clearly not safe. Some disciples have reported that there are decent monks haunting. How can Madam stay here?! What's more, she is still pregnant. How can you take such a big risk!"

Du Ziteng opened his eyes, just in time to see a strangely dressed monk with blood streaks all over his body glaring and pointing at him.

Du Ziteng: ...

"Pregnant"?

"lady"!

Could it be that his mother is talking about the young master? !

These words directly made Du Ziteng dizzy, I'm going to fuck you up!The young master just fell asleep, did something extraordinary happen? !

Du Ziteng suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch between his legs, and then heaved a long sigh of relief, it's ok, ok, the eggs are all there.

He had heard all sorts of strange rumors in the world of comprehension earlier, and Du Ziteng was afraid that those people would be talking about him. Now it seems that the parts are complete, and nothing unbelievable happened. It's great!Presumably the pregnant wife must be someone else, Du Ziteng smiled, but he didn't know that the smile was dazzling.

Thus, the room full of evil cultivators, who looked like monsters and ghosts to the whole cultivation world, were still so happy after watching the "madam" lying on the bed make such unrestrained actions, even The dissolute and unrestrained cultivator was also stunned for a moment, as if his tongue had been cut by a decent cultivator, and there was a dead silence.

Du Ziteng looked at the group of monks in front of him who were dressed in messy clothes and seemed crooked at first glance, and couldn't help frowning. He only remembered that he was being stewed in a cauldron before, and he clearly rushed out of the cauldron with the power of the tattered firewood. Why... is it still under the control of the evil organization?

Wait, later he seemed to remember that it was an irresistible impact from the broken firewood that made him faint. Suddenly, Du Ziteng communicated with the small wooden stick, but there was no response at all. However, it was too late for Du Ziteng to take any more actions.

The disciple named Xie Cong stepped forward and said: "Madam, since you are not feeling well, please take care of yourself."

Du Ziteng turned his head to look, this Xie Cong actually had a slender snake face, his inverted triangular eyes seemed to be soaked with ice, and with that gloomy voice, he was like a reptile creeping from behind However, there was a creepy threat in his mouth, and Du Ziteng couldn't react to this cold threat for a while.

Without waiting for the other members of the Blood Slaughter Sect to say anything, Xie Cong waved to the two cowardly and stupid looking maids behind him and said, "I don't want to serve Madam and go down to rest!"

It was a dumbfounding situation, but Du Ziteng inexplicably felt a threat of extinction. Moreover, his heart was heavy, the sticks in his dantian were completely disconnected, and all his clothes were missing—all his talismans were in the storage bag middle.

Without the capital to resist, Du Ziteng was very practical, and immediately obeyed these two girls who didn't look like maids at all, but were more like being coerced to cry or not, and two equally gloomy girls. The monk with blood pupils on his face "served" and left.

But he could clearly feel the greedy, bloodthirsty, or angry eyes behind him licking his back, and as he turned and left, there were loud noises behind him, making him sweat heavily I don't dare to make mistakes easily.

Along the way, Du Ziteng took everything into his eyes calmly. This place lacked aura, and the buildings had no aura at all. It was worse than the Xianyuan Town he was in that day, but judging from the threat of the person who spoke just now, It seems that killing people is just a common thing... What is the origin of this bunch of ghosts and snakes?

When Du Ziteng sat in another room with a calm face, he carefully sorted out the clues in his hands. In the conversation he accidentally overheard just now, he was dizzy at first by those messy titles. Looking back now, the lines are gradually pieced together.

Du Ziteng asked kindly to the two trembling maids beside him, "Is this the 'Bloodway Gate'?"

The two girls were so nervous that their teeth chattered, they didn't even dare to make eye contact with Du Ziteng, so how could they answer his question.

Du Ziteng frowned as soon as his gaze swept away. The two girls' footsteps were heavy and their breath was muddy - they were clearly two mortals, and they were mortals who were ignorant of the cultivation world. pay attention to.

He raised his voice and said to the two guarding disciples outside the door: "Hey! Those outside the door! Who of you heard my question and squeaked!"

Naturally, no one will take care of it.

"Don't tell me, I'll treat you all as dead!"

"Hey, why do you call me madam! The young master is obviously a real man!"

"Don't pretend to be dead, I know you are outside the door!"

"What's the matter with being pregnant? It's so ridiculous. Are you people from the 'Blood Road Gate' blind?!"

……

However, even though Du Ziteng shouted hoarsely, the silence outside the door remained the same. The two maids only wished that they were two wooden stakes, and the two disciples guarding outside the door thought they were two wooden stakes. Of course, Du Ziteng's clarinet could not sing go down.

Du Ziteng was torn in his heart at this moment, the Blood Slaughter Sect had worked so hard to catch him, at first he wanted to stew it, but now what kind of wife is he going to call him to guard him?But at least you don't have to stay in that pot... Du Ziteng comforted himself.

And what ancestors they keep talking about... What the hell is it?

Du Ziteng was puzzled by this, and reluctantly got up and walked towards the door. The eyes of the two maids were terrified, but Du Ziteng didn't want to be as familiar as the two mortals, so he still stepped forward to open the door and go out.

Then the door didn't need him to push, it opened without wind, and a snake's face appeared in front of his eyes again.

Facing those sinister triangular eyes, Du Ziteng squeezed out a smile: "No one answered my question, I'll come out to see if they are all right?" Then he pretended to look at the blood pupil disciples guarding left and right : "Ah, you are still here..."

The voice that was so gloomy that it could condense into ice said: "Listen well, we are the first blood-killing sect in Chaotic Heart Sea, madam, you are the wife of our ancestor, and you are pregnant now, you must do it!" To 'Do not hear evil, see no evil, speak no evil, do not move evil', if not... Hey!"

Before Du Ziteng could speak poorly, he saw a blur in front of his eyes. A disciple with blood pupils didn't know what to do, but actually grabbed a girl in his hand. The girl kicked and screamed in horror. The voice was extremely sharp and terrified. But the disciple seemed to be holding a chicken that had been kicked in vain, and his expression remained completely motionless.

Then, Du Ziteng watched helplessly as the disciple exposed a mouthful of white teeth and bit the girl's slender neck fiercely. The girl kicked and kicked vigorously, but it couldn't stop the life in her body from flowing with the blood. The kicking and howling was still strong at the beginning Powerful, the kicking gradually turned into convulsions, and the howling also turned into a hollow sound in the trachea.

What's even more frightening is that the smooth skin was as dry as an old woman in a blink of an eye, and the black hair gradually turned white. When the blood pupil disciple raised his head expressionlessly and exposed bloody lips and teeth, the shriveled skin in his hand Throwing it casually by him, it rolls aside like a small piece of jerky wrapped in a rag.

The hairs on the back of Du Ziteng's neck were all erected, and the bloody eyes of the two guard disciples looked straight at him as if they were not satisfied, and the little jerky finally stopped rolling, and fell into the corner where countless jerky among.

At this moment, Du Ziteng finally understood how necessary it was to "subdue demons and eliminate demons" that the disciples of the Sword School who had always thought he had never paid attention to, but he did not dare to say or move.

"Do not listen to evil, see nothing evil, speak no evil, and do nothing evil", this demon just now said clearly.

Xie Cong looked at Du Ziteng's honest appearance with his triangular eyes, and then he nodded in satisfaction, and said to the other maid on the other side who was so frightened that he fell limp on the ground in a soft voice, "Serve Madam well, If there is something wrong with Madam, the consequences...do you know?"

The poor girl was so frightened that she lay on the ground and kowtowed like garlic: "I know, I know, I know..."

Under Xie Cong's cold examination and judgment, Du Ziteng sat back at the table again with a gloomy face. He no longer expected to get any information through making trouble. The blood-eating places of these blood pupil disciples reminded him of Geng Hua's abnormal behavior. Presumably he must have acquired the evil sect's martial arts from this blood slaughter sect.

But now, he has no idea what conspiracy is behind these evil disciples asking him to pretend to be a "wife" and insisting that he is "pregnant" besides being able to contribute a little blood.

Du Ziteng really thought that they were referring to a deer as a horse. How could he be pregnant as a man? The question was what was the purpose behind the other party's claim?

The ignorant little wooden stick was still quietly shrunk in the master's dantian, breathing out vitality from time to time, and Du Ziteng didn't even notice it.

Outside the door, Xie Cong didn't move his eyes or raise his eyes, the door moved automatically without the wind, and closed by itself, blocking his gloomy eyes from the outside. Through these two door panels, Xie Cong saw It's not that Du Ziteng is full of flesh and blood, but a huge temptation and doubt that lures the blood-slaughter patriarch willing to take risks and not hesitate to sacrifice his entire sect to accumulate blood slaves for decades, and to trade frequently with so-called decent monks to get his hands on it. A good reason to control the leadership by inspiring the greed of killing the whole family.

That day, the ceremony was arranged according to the order of the ancestors, to be intimidated by the prestige of the blood-slaughter ancestors, even though he was curious and greedy about this so-called ceremony, Xie Cong never dared to reveal it. He was really glad that he wasn't there for the battle.

Xie Cong is undoubtedly very shrewd as the disciple of the blood-killing ancestor who is guarding the outside field and not allowed to enter for nothing. After three days of the terrifying battle, the ancestor has no breath at all. He boldly called out A few times without answering, he plucked up the greatest courage of his life to enter, but the inside was in a mess, with bloodstains and traces of fighting skills everywhere, but the ancestor was nowhere to be seen, leaving only the captured man who was caught for the ceremony but smelled suspicious like a pregnant woman The little monk fainted to the ground.

Xie Cong didn't dare to speculate on what happened, and how mighty it was, he was able to shatter a cave into pieces and almost collapsed.

He only knew that in the so-called ceremony, there were only Du Ziteng and the ancestor, and he even dared to speculate boldly. He was afraid that something would happen to the ancestor after the ceremony, otherwise, with his temperament, he would deal with this kid so boldly , I'm afraid I've already sucked myself dry or turned myself into a blood slave.

But he is the only one in the whole sect who knows about such wild conjectures. What's even better is that, in order to ensure that the materials for refining the blood slaves are sufficient, half of the disciples of the blood slave sect came to the land of the Western Wilderness, and he has been telling the story of the ancestors. order.

Such a wonderful opportunity, once missed, I'm afraid it's just for heaven's sake?

As for the blue palm thing?Both of them are cultivating foundations, that old guy has stopped for many years, but he took advantage of this opportunity to do things in the west to play a little bit by the ancestor's side...

A strange smile appeared on Xie Cong's mouth.