"What do you know? I have been working hard for two hundred years for this, and now I almost have a little divine blood." The old Taoist Wuwei laughed a little.

Divine Blood? What does he want to do?

Hua Ziyun frowned and stared at the old Taoist Wuwei who was smiling at him with a cautious look on his face.

The taste of conspiracy.

The old guy in love brought him here not only to help Yunduange steal his mind, but he actually had his own tricks.

Two hundred years, how long has this immortal lived?

"What do you think? If you want to open the seal, you must have the blood of the gods to activate it. At that time, you may borrow two taels of blood to use it. How about the good treasure we get? " Wuwei said treacherously.

"I'm afraid this is your real purpose, right?" Hana Ziyun almost fainted with anger, "You frame me here just for the God of Bei Cang? Do you know that if you do this?"

When the Emperor Xing mentioned, the old Taoist Wuwei's face suddenly became embarrassed.

Hua Ziyun's words really touched his heart. Emperor Xing really didn't know about the fact that he wanted to build the Beicang God's Residence.

"How about 55 points? And I only take things that are useful to me!" Seeing that he didn't speak, Hana Ziyun laughed in her heart and started bargaining. Bei Cang God's Residence, if you don't want to be moved, that would be a lie.

"Wuwu?!" Wuwei glared at his big eyes and exclaimed: "You kid really dare to open your mouth. Do you know that it took me nearly two hundred years to make this thing, and you dare to play Wuwu with me when you come up?"

"If you don't want to, forget it, why don't you send me back." Hanaziyun curled her lips and said casually.

"you······"

Hey, you cunning and incompetent old Taoist, you want to cheat me?

Hua Ziyun laughed in her heart, and she actually thought about eighty-two points? Five-five points were considered to be considered polite. He was not so easy to pass on. If he didn't agree, he didn't have to think about the divine blood. Then let him study it for another two hundred years.

Wuwei hesitated at this time. He finally got the trap of Huaziyun. If he couldn't open the tomb of the Gods, wouldn't it be in vain?

Anyway, even if he sees some things, he may not be able to recognize the goods. He will not be able to decide how to divide them at that time. Now the main task is to open the tomb of the Gods first, and the rest will be a story later.

"Five and 55, let's go!"

Finally, the old Taoist Wuwei gritted his teeth, took Hua Ziyun down, and headed straight to the Beicang Sect’s ancestor ancestral hall.

"Didn't you agree to do the exercises first? Why did you go straight to the tomb of the Gods?" Hanaziyun exclaimed.

"Don't make noise, if I want to make those things, I have to come to you?"

"Depend on······"

Bypassing the guards of the Beicang Sect at the door, the two secretly sneaked into the ancestral hall of the Beicang Sect.

As soon as he entered, Hua Ziyun was suppressed by an extremely majestic atmosphere, and even the Bi Fang divine bird on her chest couldn't help but open her eyes.

What a terrifying pressure, even the heart veins were affected.

Seeing the tablets listed in the ancestral hall, Hanako Yunyu was slightly shocked. How many years have the Beicang Sect been passed down? Are these all the powerful people who have passed away? No wonder there is such a strong sense of oppression.

"Don't resist, let it go, it may make you feel more comfortable." Wuwei saw Hua Ziyun's state and reached out to his hand to spread a gentle force into his body. "Although these guys are dead, the domineering and hostile aura that belongs to Bei Cang has been gathered for a long time. If they feel hostility, I'm afraid your little cultivation may be squeezed out in a few seconds."

"Damn, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Hua Ziyun was startled and quickly dispersed her bloodline and gradually restored her internal breath to a stable state.

As he said, as he gave up resisting, the original feeling of depression disappeared without a trace, and everything returned to normal.

Bypassing the spiritual position, Hua Ziyun came to the back of the worship ancestral hall, and a huge stone door more than ten battles high appeared in front of him.

Above the stone gate, there is a huge stone plaster, which writes to the Beicang God Residence.

A red stone tablet with two tall feet stood suddenly in front of the stone gate - Beicang Forbidden Land, and those who entered the interior died.

The old Taoist Wuwei did not dare to delay any more, so he took out a few outstanding spiritual crystals from his arms and lost in different directions. He was defeated in front of the stone gate. He immediately made a large invisible formation rise.

"We only have half an hour from now on. At that time, no matter whether we can get things or not, we must come out. Otherwise, we will not be able to leave if the old guy Bei Cang discovered that we will not be able to leave."

As he said that, Wuwei quickly formed a seal, and two pairs of giant palms directly supported on the huge stone door.

In an instant, light spots like intertwined spider webs reflected from above, and the barrier quickly formed a strange pattern, very strange.

When is his turn to take action?

Hua Ziyun was very nervous at this time, and turned her head to look at the spirit crystal that had already begun to flash behind her. He knew that Wuwei's formation had begun to be activated, and the countdown seemed to have begun.

The giant palms connected dots in the air, lit up starlight in the order of mechanisms, creating layers of ripples.

"Quick! Get ready!"

Wuwei shouted softly, and the giant palm had already pressed the last light spot. Then seven crystal souls, the size of football, appeared out of thin air, forming a pattern of the Big Dipper Seven Stars.

Hana Ziyun didn't dare to delay, so she took out a needle from her waist and cut her wrist.

A suction force came, and his blood turned into a long blood line as if he was pulled by some kind of traction, gradually converging to the front end from the tail of the seven stars.

"It's finally done!"

The old Taoist Wuwei laughed a little, and then the stone gate that had not moved rumbling, "Go away!"

Just when the stone gate had just opened enough to accommodate a person, Wuwei's old Taoist reached out and cut off Hua Ziyun's blood supply, pulled him into it.

Boom!

The stone gate closed again, and everything returned to normal again, with nothing but the few flashing spiritual crystals left by the old Taoist Wuwei.

"Hmm? The forbidden area is moving?"

At this time, Yang Yichen, who was practicing in the Heart Palace, closed his eyes and suddenly opened his eyes. The next second his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

At this time, the guards guarding outside the ancestral hall seemed to have noticed that there seemed to be a sound inside. Then a very fast figure flashed in. The guards rushed in in fear.

"Sect Master!"

Eight guards knelt down near the stone gate. At this time, Yang Yichen was standing blankly outside the barrier set by the old Taoist Wuwei. As long as he took half a step forward, he might find Ni Duan, "Who did you find someone coming in just now?"

"No, we've been guarding outside."

"Well, that's good. We must strictly prevent the old dog from coming again!"

As he said that, Yang Yichen shook his sleeves and turned around and disappeared in front of the stone gate.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!