Gong Yang Zhen, who was holding Yan Jiu, looked sacred.

He could no longer remember how many times he had found a person who was suspected of being a blood ancestor.

Every time he finds a person inherited by the Blood Ancestor, he will look sacred, as if he is welcoming the return of the ancient demon god.

But every time, the so-called inheritors are thrown into blood pools, without exception, by the blood pool that has lasted for many years and turns into white bones.

The Blood Sect is originally a magic Sect.

In ancient times, Zhou Wu attacked Zhou Zhou of Shang and Jiang Ziya staged a drama about the list of gods.

The most important one is the battle between the Ancient Sect and the Jie Sect.

The ownership of imperial power depends on the strength of the supporters behind it.

In that battle, the Ancestral Buddhism won. Many sects that followed the Zen Buddhism laid the foundation in that stop. Together with the Ancestral Buddhism, the chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Unfortunately, the founder of the Blood Sect, Xuezu, stood in the wrong team.

Under his leadership, the Blood Sect chose to intercept the sect.

Even the Blood Ancestor personally helped King Zhou build a wine pool and meat forest.

These evil deeds made the Blood Ancestor fail to be on the list of Gods when he was finally enthroned.

He was suppressed and destroyed.

Relying on the secret technique of the Blood Sect, the Blood Ancestor's blood pool has been passed down for thousands of years.

The Blood Sect, as an ancient sect that has been hidden for thousands of years, has remained in lingering spirits.

Although the sects and imperial power of every dynasty and every generation are spared no effort to suppress the existence of the blood sect.

However, it still survives in the dark world with its tenacious vitality.

Everyone in the Blood Sect believed that the Blood Ancestor was not dead.

Because their blood pool is still there, their inheritance has not changed.

Many small sects that followed the Jie Sect back then had dissipated into the vast river of history.

Only the Blood Sect still exists. The bloodline lasts for thousands of years.

Therefore, everyone in the sect believes that the Blood Ancestor will definitely be reincarnated before he dies.

For thousands of years, the people of the Blood Sect have found countless people suspected of inheritance of the Blood Ancestor. But they all failed, and all of them died in the blood pool.

By the Ming Dynasty, many masters appeared out of thin air.

Taoism produced an infamous genius Zhang Sanfeng, who elevated the entire Wudang Taoist sect to an unprecedented level.

Then there was Mr. Yangming Wang Shouren, who learned from the heart and established the Heart Sect and was one of the guardians of the Ming Dynasty.

Other small sects don’t know about it, but Wudang Daotong and Xinsect have records about the Blood Sect.

The Taoist sects who took it as their mission to eliminate demons and protect the Tao began to hunt down the Blood Sect in the early years of the Ming Dynasty.

Now, the Blood Sect has been forced into the border Black Mountain.

Gong Yang Zhen, holding Yan Jiu, walked towards the Heishan General Assembly step by step.

His pace is still slow, but extremely fast.

So much so that afterimages appeared.

Yan Jiu was in a coma, as if he was in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and Jinjing was prosperous.

Figures floated in his mind, some were kind, some were evil, some were disdainful, some were indifferent...

Countless faces flowed by.

In the end, there was only a slightly tender but tender face left in my mind.

"Brother Jiu, you must come back to Chang'an, come back, come back..."

The voice echoed in my mind, gradually fusing with the causal line that bound Yan Jiu.

"puff."

Yan Jiu spat a mouthful of blood, opened his eyes, and saw a face with the same style as the goat.

"hehe."

The weak Yan Jiu chuckled, thinking that he had encountered a ghost corpse.

Gong Yang Zhen has entered the belly of the Black Mountain Mountain at this moment and is about to enter the Blood Sect General Altar.

Hearing the voice of the person in his arms, he looked down at Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu smiled and said, "I heard that in the underworld, there are cows, horses, and people come to seek their lives. Why is it my turn to be a ghost man with a sheep-headed and sheep-faced face?"

Gong Yang was really stunned, and then he realized that the young man in his arms regarded him as a fool.

Gong Yang was not angry about Yan Jiu's misunderstanding, but grinned and said, "You are not at the level of your life, so it's not the turn of a bull head and a horse. Of course I will take you."

"oh."

Yan Jiu closed his eyes, and the next moment, a trace of his spiritual power slowly condensed in his dantian.

"You are not a ghost. Who are you? Why save me?"

Just now, he was confused for a moment. After a little thought, Yan Jiu could see the essence of the matter clearly.

"Oh?" Gong Yang Zhen was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt that the smart boy in front of him might be really the inheritor of the Blood Ancestor.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whether you can prove who you are."

While Yang Zhen was talking, he had been walking through the mountain belly for several miles.

Yan Jiu asked a few more questions. Gong Yang Zhen was already cold and said nothing.

Yan Jiu could only shut up.

He was attacked by Sanjay and Modo, and even had the curse that he had planted before.

Now even if you barely lift your spirits, you will be immediately affected by the causal line.

"What a strong obsession."

Yan Jiu closed his eyes.

Before, he had been using physical power, so he would not touch the cause and effect of the heavenly way.

On the altar on the lake surface, in a crisis, he used blood thunder to kill, used spiritual power to induce cause and effect.

His injuries come more from the inside.

Practicing Taoism focuses on cause and effect.

But in the last life, Yan Jiu's feelings about cause and effect were not so strong.

Only when you pass the tribulation will you be affected by cause and effect.

Unexpectedly, after re-cultivating for a lifetime, the causal bonds were so strong because of choosing another body.

This may be the reason why it is difficult for those who are reborn in the body to attain enlightenment to the sky.

"The best way to end cause and effect is to fulfill his wishes in this world for him. When the obsession dissipates, the cause and effect will naturally be eliminated." Yan Jiu figured it out and understood the solution.

Suddenly, the dark abdomen seemed to have reached its end.

The turbid air in the nose was much less, and the eyes were lit.

Yan Jiu opened his eyes and saw that he was in a small square hall, with a big night pearl on it.

The old Taoist's face with the same goat style is still hanging on it.

“Where is this?”

Yan Jiu couldn't help asking.

“…”

The ram is still calm in the goat's face.

I saw him stretch out his hand and press it on the wall.

There was a burst of mechanisms.

A gap suddenly broke into the wall of the square hall.

Gong Yang Zhen hugged Yan Jiu and entered another mountain belly in a flash.

Yan Jiu only felt that he was still moving forward to the mountain.

There were a series of noisy sounds coming from my ears.

The sounds were very noisy, sometimes far and sometimes near, and there seemed to be howling wolves.

Judging from Yan Jiu's current situation, he couldn't hear clearly.

Gong Yang Zhen also heard the sound outside, shook her head helplessly, and said to herself: "Blood Ancestor, you can show your soul. Otherwise, you may really be ruined to this generation."

Yan Jiu didn't know what the Blood Ancestor he was talking about, but he understood the sadness in the eyes of this Yang Zhen.

This goat is the same style, and is really loyal to the Blood Ancestor.

"Boy, it depends on you today. If you are inherited from the Blood Ancestor, no matter how much suffering you have experienced in the future, Gong Yang will help you revive the Blood Sect. If it is not inherited from the Blood Ancestor, you will only blame you for your bad luck..."

When Gong Yang's true words fell into Yan Jiu's ears, there was an inexplicable horror, which made Yan Jiu's hair stand up.

Although most of the cultivation level is lost, the alertness to danger still exists instinct.

After opening his mouth, Yan Jiu still didn't ask.

This goat is the same style. When you want to say it, you like to say it yourself. When you don’t want to say it, no matter how you ask, he doesn’t speak.

The old Taoist had a quick figure and finally passed through the mountain belly.

The place where he appeared was the top of Mount Heishan.

The previous quarrels have already come from below the top of the mountain.
Chapter completed!