"Longquan Well, the ancestral hall, the ancestral tomb? Is "Qianlong Ascension to Heaven" really no longer in the Long Family? The Long Family stayed here just for the spiritual vein that was less than nine grades at the bottom of the Longquan Well, and because he missed the hometown here?" The blood-clothed cultivator couldn't help but feel disappointed.

He carefully searched the memories of each villager, but only found three suspicious points: Longquan Well, the ancestral hall, and the ancestral tomb in the memory of "Second Uncle".

As a result, he poked out his divine thoughts and carefully looked at these three places, but he did not find any. As for the small spiritual vein at the bottom of Longquan well, he could not hide it from him.

"Well. I just happened to pass by, so I came to take a look. If I could get the "Hidden Dragon Ascension" and try it out, it would be better. If I couldn't get it, it would be expected. After all, so many years have passed. I'm already late. However, this time I didn't return empty-handed. At least this baby. If many years later, he really hit the fate of a great immortal and could cultivate to the third level of the Taoist realm, the Taoist realm. I would have an extra blood god puppet, which is a great thing."

The blood-clothed cultivator thought for a while, raised his hand gently, and waved the baby who was controlled by him with Taoism, floating in the air, and said with a smile.

“Geeh…”

Perhaps when the baby saw the smiling face of the blood-clothed cultivator, the laughter also started to laugh, and his laughter was as clear as a silver bell. The innocent smile made people feel unreasonably touched.

"Yes. You must be thanking me. Thank you for helping you kill them, helping you get rid of your ties, and getting rid of your fate of becoming a farmer and hunter."

The blood-clothed cultivator looked at the baby quietly, and his cold eyes gradually softened. As he spoke, he stretched out his empty hand, opened his five fingers, and grabbed it in the air without even looking. The blood mist in the air immediately swelled and surged, and in a blink of an eye, gathered between his five fingers, condensing into a drop of light golden blood that was only the size of a rice grain.

"Is this the bloodline of the real dragon? Unfortunately, it is too rare, too complicated, too thin. But it can help you a little bit. Within at least fifteen years, you will not lose your life because of the blood god and demon seed. As for fifteen years, you should have entered the Taoist sect to practice. As long as you work hard enough, you should not lose your life easily. If you have not yet joined the Taoist sect to become a Taoist sect after fifteen years, you will really be jealous of death!"

The blood-clothed cultivator's eyes showed divine light, and his eyes were like two summer night stars in the dim autumn rain. He looked at the light golden blood floating in his palm and murmured to himself.

The light golden blood, the size of rice grains, condenses the blood essence of the entire Longjia Village villagers, and is completely equivalent to a ninth-grade spiritual pill. For mortals, it is an absolute immortal fate.

Unfortunately, this baby from the Long family, the only bloodline of the Long family, has a blood god and demon seed in his body. This drop of blood will eventually be absorbed by the blood god and demon seed, and it will only have a life-saving effect on the baby.

"If you are as sensible as an adult, knowing that you have eaten your tribe members but can only save your life, what will you think? You may hate me, right? Unfortunately, you will never know all this. When you can know, it should be the time for you to become a blood god puppet. Haha..."

The blood-clothed cultivator looked at the blood sinking into the baby's brows, then placed the baby on the wooden table, looked thoughtfully for a while, and then laughed loudly.

Amid the laughter, the blood-clothed cultivator flashed a few ghostly, and disappeared into the vast autumn rain in a blink of an eye. The baby seemed to feel something, stopped laughing, and suddenly started to cry.

He cried so sadly, as if he realized that his tribe members were killed, he fell into the loneliness of losing his loved ones, fell into a plot, and fell into a tragedy of fighting against fate.

...

The blood-clothed cultivator left for about one stick of incense. A middle-aged man wearing a green robe and carrying a black leather sheathed sword with a sword-eyed eyebrows and star-like sword strode up from the bottom of the mountain.

The man's temple was slightly raised, wearing a long robe, but he walked like a flying stance, not at all, and had a calm smell of flowing water.

The mountain path was covered with sand, mud, rain, and grass leaves, and did not splash onto his robe at all. Obviously, this was a swordsman with high-quality light skills.

His cultivation will not be low, at least it is the fourth level of the fetal realm and the Qi Transformation Realm. However, he will not be a master of the Taoist realm, because only those in the fourth level of the fetal realm, the Qi Transformation, the Fifth level, the Bone Change, the Sixth level, and the Rebirth, will have the characteristic of temple bulge.

"Haha, Brother Long San, Brother Wei finally caught up." The swordsman smelled the scent of wine and meat floating in the air from afar and laughed heartily.

It turned out that this person was Long San's friend, the Qingyi Swordsman, and Zhao Danxin. When he learned that Long San's son was full moon, he made a special trip from the capital day and night.

Unfortunately, he finally came one step late. Of course, even if he came early, he couldn't change anything.

"Hey. No. Why is there no one?"

Zhao Danxin looked at the straw hut. When the village looked at it, his face immediately changed slightly and he noticed an abnormality.

The blood-clothed cultivator left no trace of killing, and there was no trace of blood in the air. However, it was so quiet that there was no sign of people in the whole village. A discerning person could tell at a glance that something happened!

"This child is so young, and his eyebrows are a little similar to Long San. Could it be that he is the son of Long San? It seems that something really happened, otherwise Long San and the others would not have left the child here alone!" Zhao Danxin ran into the shed in three or two steps, and first saw the baby who had tears on his face in the cradle, and was tired of crying and falling asleep.

"Fortunately, the child is fine. There are no traces of fighting or blood around. Long San and the others may have urgent matters, so they left temporarily. The dishes are still hot, and they obviously have just left shortly."

Zhao Danxin found that the child was safe and sound, and seemed to have not been hurt, so he finally calmed down a lot. Then, his eyes swept through the shed, and when he passed by a ground, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly excitedly.

"This is...the essence of essence!" Zhao Danxin stepped forward, grabbed a thin old thread-coated book on the ground, and clasped his hands tightly and said with trembling voice.

This book is the existing treasure of Longjia Village, "The Essence of the Essence". I don't know if the blood-clothed cultivator looked down on it or if he deliberately stayed here, but it fell to the ground like rags.

"The sixth level of the fetal realm, strengthening the foundation, cultivating the essence, refining essence, transforming qi, changing bones, and rebirth, are actually all. This should be the practice of Long San. Fortunately, I discovered it early, otherwise I would have been soaked in the rain and wasted the resources. I have been experiencing many years in the world, but because I don't have higher-level skills, I have been trapped at the peak of Qi transformation. I didn't expect that I could find it without any effort to find it. Today I actually got a complete fetal realm here!"

Zhao Danxin took a deep breath, looked around the world with vigilantly, and carefully wiped off a small amount of mud and water from the book with his hands that could not be suppressed. Then he quickly started to read it.

After a look, his eyes couldn't help but burst into radiance, and even a trace of murderous intent emerged, looking at the baby on the wooden table.

Taking advantage of the lack of anyone, he took away the "Jingyuan Jue". No matter what happened in Longjia Village, killing Long San's child can eliminate all future troubles. From then on, he will have a bright future!

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Chapter completed!