Lin Tiancheng didn't say much, turned around and left in the direction He Lian pointed.

After a while, Lin Tiancheng arrived at the gate of Xueyuan Pavilion.

As He Lian said, the gate of the Blood Rod Pavilion was closed, and there was no one even within a few hundred meters around.

Lin Tiancheng stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Half a day later, the door finally opened and a head poked out from inside.

The man looked at Lin Tiancheng and said, "Sorry, Xueyuan Pavilion will not accept foreign guests recently. If there is something wrong, I will talk about it later."

After saying that, the man wanted to close the door.

Lin Tiancheng hurried forward and said, "I heard about the problems you have encountered recently in the mountain gate. Maybe I can help you solve them."

Hearing this, the man rolled his eyes at Lin Tiancheng, "Solution? Just you, a young boy?"

From the first sight of this person, Lin Tiancheng discovered something was wrong with him.

This man's bloodline exuded a strange aura. It's hard to say something is wrong, but it's very unreasonable.

According to tradition, after practicing the power of blood, one can control oneself, but now it seems that there should be problems with their power of blood.

After finding the key to the problem, Lin Tiancheng was sure.

I heard about this disease in Xueyuan Valley, even the third elder Xue Xun was hit and was still lying on the bed at this time.

Cang Yan, the fourth elder of Cangsheng Pavilion, also visited Xuexun, brought him some high-quality spiritual medicines and pills to protect his soul and left.

The fourth elder is good at medical skills, and even he has not found the problem, let alone others.

The fourth elder Cang Yan made a suggestion to Xueyuan Gu that in order not to allow this situation to spread to the entire Saint Killing Sect and to attract the attention of others, it is better to seal Xueyuan Gu first.

But in this way, Xueyuan Valley has even less connection with the outside world.

As the disciples in Xueyuan Valley became worse and worse, this also caused panic.

As the largest sect in the Saint Killing Sect, if this matter is spread, it will be known to those outside who have some intentions.

Those people will definitely take the opportunity to enter, and killing the Holy Sect will surely usher in another bloody storm.

Lin Tiancheng knew the pros and cons, and he patiently said to the disciple: "The blood power on your body should be able to be controlled by yourself, but now do you feel that you are not only unable to control it, but also deeply trapped in it, and feel uncomfortable all over?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the disciples who had originally looked down on Lin Tiancheng suddenly lit up.

He looked at Lin Tiancheng excitedly: "Yes, I am in this state now, you are right!"

"Do you know how to solve this problem?"

The symptoms described by Lin Tiancheng are exactly the same as what he feels himself.

During this period, for some reason, the people in Xueyuan Valley seemed to have suffered some strange plague.

And it was not slowly infected one by one, but a large number of people suddenly became sick.

Everyone has no spirit and the speed of progress during practice is also extremely slow.

What’s even more strange is that some senior brothers have higher cultivation and realm, but the more they practice, the faster their strength decreases.

Since the disciple heard Lin Tiancheng describe his current situation, he believed in him without doubt.

He bowed and bowed to Lin Tiancheng politely, "Brother, I wonder what I should call you?"

"I'm in the lower part of the inner disciple of Xueyuan Valley. I didn't seem to have seen you before in the Killing Holy Sect."

Lin Tiancheng replied: "My name is Su Leng."

Mo Shang widened his eyes and looked at Lin Tiancheng with shock, "Are you Su Leng?"

"The personal disciple under the Ao Long Sword God's seat?"

"It was you who brought back more than a thousand true feathers from the barren mountain?"

Lin Tiancheng nodded and felt helpless when he saw Mo Shang's admiring look on his face.

"These small things are not worth mentioning, so we won't discuss them for now. Take me to see your valley master first."

Mo Shang nodded quickly and took Lin Tiancheng to Xueyuan Valley.

As soon as he walked into Xueyuan Valley, Lin Tiancheng felt something was obviously wrong.

What was even more terrifying was that he actually felt a clear force, and began to spread and wander in his body, and even began to erode his immortal bloodline.

As a valley, Xueyuan Valley is mixed between two huge peaks and it is difficult to see the sunshine all year round.

The cliffs are staggered in height, like a terraced mountain. From a distance, you can see a lot of hot spring pools.

But all these hot spring pools are red. At this time, many disciples are soaking in the pool to practice.

But all these disciples looked sick without exception.

These hot spring pools contain a lot of spiritual materials in heaven and earth, which not only helps people who practice bloodlines to improve their bloodline power, but also strengthen their physical fitness.

When Mo Shang took Lin Tiancheng by, he introduced the effects of these blood pools to him one by one.

Thinking of Lin Tiancheng's understanding of the power of bloodline, Mo Shang asked: "You know these so well, you should have practiced."

Lin Tiancheng said modestly: "Just a little bit."

Mo Shang didn't believe what Lin Tiancheng said. Since he was a disciple of Ao Long Sword God, it means that he must have some skills on his body.

But unexpectedly, he was not only good at the Sword God, but also cultivated the power of blood.

Cultivating the power of blood...

Mo Shang reacted and said anxiously: "No, since you have cultivated the power of blood, your cultivation will also be affected..."

Now, the entire Xueyuan Valley is in panic, and even the master is ill, let alone these people with low cultivation.

Lin Tiancheng waved his hand, "No obstacle."

He walked forward and carefully checked the pool of blood.

These blood pools looked nothing unusual on the surface. Lin Tiancheng bent down and picked up a handful with his hands.

"There must be a problem with the blood in these blood pools. You should tell these disciples not to soak in the pool anymore, get up quickly."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned to Lin Tiancheng.

Lin Tiancheng felt a chill on his back, and there seemed to be someone staring at him nearby.

Although Mo Shang couldn't believe it, he still called the disciple who was practicing in Chizhong.

"Dear brothers and sisters, get up quickly and stop soaking in the pool water anymore. There is something wrong with this water."

Some people heard Mo Shang's words and stopped wearing clothes and quickly got up from the water.

But more people didn't believe Lin Tiancheng's words, and they scolded Mo Shang: "Mo Shang, don't spread rumors here."

"These blood pools have been here since the establishment of Blood Rod Valley."

"After so many years, which disciples from Xueyuan Valley have not practiced by these pools of water? Which one has any problems?"

"Don't be here to confuse the public."

Mo Shang seemed to know that everyone would react like this. He turned around helplessly and glanced at Lin Tiancheng.

Lin Tiancheng was not annoyed, and he said to these disciples loudly: "He is not talking nonsense, but there is indeed something wrong with these pools of water."

When many disciples heard Lin Tiancheng's words, they became angry.
Chapter completed!