Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 176 Zhong Patriarch Arrives

  Baiyunmen, Lingfu Pavilion.

  In the hall, in a small room on one side.

  Sitting cross-legged on the futon, the gray-robed old man took a jade talisman from a row of jade talismans on the table, injected a stream of mana, and the jade talisman was shining brightly. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and then he put it down again.

   He pinched the next jade talisman and did the same thing.

   not long.

  The gray-robed old man took out a jade talisman engraved with the words Anshan Mansion. According to the usual process, he fired a burst of mana, a cry for help came from the jade talisman, and then the aura of the jade talisman dissipated.

   "Not good, there are remnants of the Blood Refining Sect appearing in Anshan Prefecture, Anshan Prefecture is in danger!"

  At this time, the old man was no longer calm and calm as before, and quickly took out a red talisman, muttered a few times, then raised his right hand, and a red light shot towards Baiyun Peak.

   not long.

  A beam of light shot out from Baiyun Peak, and a huge coercion appeared in the hall of Lingfu Pavilion.

  The aura dissipated, and Fang Hong, the master, appeared in the hall of Lingfu Pavilion.

   Then without hesitation, he pushed open the door of the small room and looked at the solemn old man in front of him.

   See here.

   "Disciple Dongfang Shuo, I have met the master!"

   Dongfang Shuo bowed and saluted with a heavy complexion.

"All right!"

  Master Fang stopped and said:

   "You said, the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect appeared in Anshan, and the guarding disciples may have died?"

   "How dare the disciple lie about such a big event!"

  Dongfang Shuo looked respectful and said in a low voice.

  Master Fang frowned and whispered:

   "The remnants of the Blood Refining Sect, how could there be such a big commotion!"

   "In the past, it was just a county and a village."

   "This time it's Fucheng, with a population of more than 500,000 people. Could it be that those remnants are doing something big?"

   Immediately, Sect Leader Fang turned his gaze to Dongfang Shuo and said:

   "Tell me about this matter in detail!"

   Then, Dongfang Shuo checked himself daily until he found the jade talisman in Anshan Mansion. After he injected mana, a cry for help came from the guarding disciples in the jade talisman:

   "Disciple Anshan Mansion is guarding the monks. There is an attack from the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect. I hope the master will come to rescue quickly!"

  Dongfang Shuo went into great detail, and told the story exactly.

   Heard the words.

  Master Fang pondered for a while, then slowly said:

   "That is to say, you didn't notice the abnormality of the jade talisman before, and the cry for help only appeared after you injected mana."

"Yes or no?"

"Ok,"

  Dongfang Shuo nodded in response:

   "Yes, exactly."

   "It seems that there is a formation that shields the sound transmission jade talisman."

  Master Fang thought to himself, and then said:

   "These days, work harder, and contact the guarding disciples every hour."

   "Remember, don't reveal this matter for now!"

"do you know?"

   "As for the reason, you can think for yourself."

   Heard the words.

   "Disciple, obey!"

   Dongfang Shuo bowed in salute.

   After a long time.

  Dongfang Shuo showed bitterness on his face, he knew that this time he was in serious trouble.

  In the past, there were villages, small towns, and not many people, but this time there was such a big commotion, it can be seen that something big must happen to the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect.

  Even, maybe...

  Thinking of this, Dongfang Shuo couldn't help but shudder.

   "Hey~"

   "I don't know how many cultivating families this time, casual cultivators will suffer!"

   "In case... I'm afraid it's the three great immortal sects, it won't be easy!"

  Dongfang Shuo shook his head and sighed.

   After Sect Master Fang left the Lingfu Pavilion, he wiped the storage bag on his waist and held a red talisman in his hand.

  I saw that the corner of his mouth moved slightly, and then he stretched out his hand, and a crimson aura flew towards the forbidden area behind Baiyun Peak.

   Immediately, Sect Leader Fang turned into a beam of light and flew towards Baiyun Palace.

   In a quarter of an hour.

  Baiyun Peak, Baiyun Palace.

  A middle-aged monk with a majestic face sat on the throne of the master.

  Master Fang stood at the end with his head bowed. At this moment, he felt an unrivaled spiritual pressure, as if all of them were pressing on him. Even breathing felt like an extravagant hope.

  The huge spiritual pressure disappeared as soon as it was dispersed.

  In the hall of Baiyun Hall, there are six monks standing on both sides.

  Among them, a dark-haired, square-faced old man in a star robe was the only uncle Cheng Buzheng knew, Uncle Huang.

   "Disciple, pay homage to the old ancestor, and wish the old ancestor good fortune forever."

  A neat voice sounded in Baiyun Hall.

   "Sit down!"

  The old ancestor sitting on the treasure chair of the head waved his hand, then turned his eyes, looked at the head head Fang and said:

   "Master Fang, tell me the ins and outs of this matter in detail!"

  Baiyunmen's Dinghaishenzhen, the ancestor of Yuanying, Zhong Jiujiang, said calmly.

   Immediately, all eyes focused on him.

   Immediately.

  Sect Leader Fang felt a lot of pressure. There was no secret in his whole body, and he was seen thoroughly.

  However, he didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly replied:

   "Report to Patriarch, this disciple just learned about it!"

  Then head Fang recounted the matter from the beginning, and continued:

   "Old Ancestor, this disciple believes that the delay in the news must be due to the use of a shielding formation by the other party."

   "Make it guard the monks, unable to spread the news in time."

   "Besides, the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect must have made a big move to collect so much blood essence from mortals."

   "Even, it may be to break through the Nascent Soul Stage."

   Heard the words.

  Sitting on the throne, Zhong Jiujiang looked solemn and said in a low voice:

   "The blood formation that can have this effect should be the blood cloud formation. This is a second-order formation."

   "Later, I will re-refine a batch of jade talismans, and the second-order formation can't stop the news from spreading, and then distribute them to the garrison monks as soon as possible."

   "There shall be no delay."

   "As for the sect master of the Blood Refining Sect, the old man also understands a little bit. It is far from enough to break through the Nascent Soul stage with his background."

   "If enough monks' spiritual blood is collected, there may be a little hope."

   "But you don't have to be careless. If he gets promoted by chance, it will be a great threat to our Baiyunmen and even the other sects."

   At the end of the speech, Patriarch Zhong turned his eyes and swept towards the six Golden Core cultivators on the two sides.

   See here.

   "I'll wait, I understand!"

  A group of Golden Core stage monks hurriedly replied.

  Patriarch Zhong paused for a moment and said:

   "You have to know that every mortal may be the parent of a Heavenly Spiritual Root, or even the parent of a Nascent Soul cultivator."

   "The mortals in the area under my Baiyunmen's jurisdiction are the cornerstones of my Baiyunmen. I hope you will be slack."

   Heard the words.

  Master Fang looked hesitant and said:

   "Old Ancestor, do you want to send out the remaining Foundation Establishment disciples?"

   "Although every prefecture cannot be garrisoned by Foundation Establishment disciples, they can be garrisoned secretly."

   "As long as a few foundation-building monks among the remnants are beheaded, it will definitely arouse the fear of those remnants."

   "They can't shoot without any scruples!"

   "How many people have been promoted in this secret trial?"

  Zhong Jiujiang asked calmly with a calm face.

   "According to the ancestor's trial, a total of 22 people have obtained the Foundation Establishment Pill, and currently only eight people have been promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage."

   "There is another disciple whose retreat has not ended, so we don't know about it now!"

  Sect Leader Fang reported the results of the trial to the ancestor like a few treasures.

  Patriarch Zhong nodded slightly, and said calmly:

   "Then do as you say!"

   "These foundation-building monks dispatched secretly will be put in place as soon as possible, and we are determined not to let the remnants of the blood refinement sect have an opportunity."

   "The time of guarding, the transformation of the prefecture, the scale is up to you."

   Heard the words.

  Master Fang was taken aback for a moment, as if he understood something, then he bowed and bowed:

   "Disciple, I understand!"

  Then, Old Ancestor Zhong turned his gaze, looked at the Golden Core Stage monks on the two sides below, and said calmly:

   "Right now, Martial Nephew Zhao and Nephew Yao are monitoring the major cities, and they are somewhat powerless."

   "Before, the eight of you took turns guarding, and there were some omissions in the control."

   "Er and the other six don't clean up for the time being, discuss with each other and redistribute the monitoring defense area."

   "It is determined that such things will never happen again."

   "At the same time, step up and unite with other sects, and we must find out the hiding place of the blood refining sect remnants as soon as possible."

   "My patriarch, sitting at the gate of the mountain, once you find something, report it immediately, don't startle the snake, let me take action personally, and wipe out those remaining evils."

"Understand?"

   "I will understand!"

   Many monks quickly bowed their heads and replied.

   Patriarch Zhong paused for a while, glanced at them plainly, and then said:

   "Find out the whereabouts of those remnants within five years as soon as possible?"

   "The Immortal League has already begun to press, and I have temporarily suppressed it."

   "Time is running out, give me a list after this matter is over, the number will remain the same!"

"yes!"

  Master Fang and the six Jindan stage monks quickly took orders.

   Immediately.

   All the monks exited the White Cloud Hall in an orderly manner.

  (end of this chapter)