Bai Xiaochun sighed, sympathizing with Ye Zang, and also admired Ye Zang for being so capable of bent and stretching.

"No wonder I can become a dark boy. This night burial is also an ordinary person." Bai Xiaochun couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the woman's face just now.

Soon, he returned to Yezang's cave. Looking at the very simple cave arranged with a group of inner disciples, Bai Xiaochun deeply felt the miserable miserableness of Yezang in the sect.

This cave is only 10% of the size of Bai Xiaochun in the Lingxi Sect Cave. Not to mention the lake and the alchemy room, there is not even the yard... It is just a stone house, with only one bed inside, there is only a mat for meditation, and nothing else.

"How did you do this? You're so miserable." Bai Xiaochun shook his head and sat on the mat. At this moment, it was getting dusk outside. Whenever Lingxi Sect was at this time, Xiangyun Mountain would gradually become quiet until late at night, most of the disciples would rest.

But in this Xuexi Sect, it is different. With the arrival of dusk, Bai Xiaochun heard a shrill roar outside, as if some disciples were fighting while the night was falling.

Although according to the rules of the sect, death is not allowed among disciples, but death is not allowed. In this way, every night falls, the most cruel time of the Blood Creek Sect will come.

This completely different environment from the Lingxi Sect made Bai Xiaochun very uncomfortable. At this moment, he took a deep breath and did not pay attention to the outside. Instead, he carefully arranged some simple traps at the entrance of the cave, and then sat down cross-legged again and began to think about the future.

On the way to Xuexi Sect, Bai Xiaochun summarized what he said about the fake night burial and knew that the eternal and immortal thing was hidden among the five peaks, the middle peak represented by the middle finger.

And it is below the cave of the Great Elder Zhongfeng... that is the area referred to above. For inner disciples, it is several levels higher than that and difficult to reach. After all, the four major peaks do not accept inner disciples, and they can only live in the foundation.

The inner disciples are all in the back of the big hand where Ye Zhong is located at this moment.

As for the upper fingers of the four peaks, even ordinary elders and guardians cannot step in without summoning.

This is also the reason why Ye Zang was unable to obtain it, and it is also the purpose of his desire to build the foundation, because only by building the foundation can he choose four peaks.

"Building foundation is the first step, choosing Zhongfeng and becoming a guardian is the second step. Unfortunately, in this Xuexi Sect, I can only set up the foundation of the mortal path, and it is difficult to expose the earthly veins to build the foundation. Otherwise, I can become an elder."

"After becoming a guardian, the ultimate goal... is to become the great elder of Zhongfeng. This is the third and last step. Only in this way can one obtain the eternal and immortal thing hidden under the cave of the Great Elder of Zhongfeng." Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath. This goal is very big and takes time. How can one go from an ordinary inner disciple to eventually become the great elder of Zhongfeng? In Bai Xiaochun's opinion, although this path is long, it is not impossible.

After setting the goal, Bai Xiaochun closed his eyes and began to practice. He did not practice the Purple Qi Tongtian Art, but instead used the Immortal Vajra Scroll to operate the Immortal Eternal Life Practice.

He wanted to see if practicing here is different from Lingxi Sect.

Just as the Immortal Vajra Scroll in his body was unfolded, suddenly, Bai Xiaochun's whole body shook. He found that when he was in Lingxi Sect, he had practiced Immortal Vajra, and the consumption of vital energy in his body was terrifying. Without heavenly treasures and infinite elixirs, it would be impossible to support it.

But here, as he practiced, waves of blood and energy rose from the ground below. After drilling into his body, he actually replaced the vital energy, making the Immortal Vajra Scroll not only accelerated its operation, but also replaced the consumption of blood and energy.

A Zhou Tianhou, his body was trembling, and he even felt a little more powerful. He even clearly felt that his strength had increased a little.

Bai Xiaochun's eyes suddenly opened, revealing ecstasy and his excitement was rapid.

"To me, this place is a treasure land!" Bai Xiaochun touched the ground, as if touching the immortal skin of this giant hand, and his excitement became even stronger.

"The immortal immortality is indeed extraordinary. This giant must have not reached the peak of his cultivation, so he died. But even so, his body has not yet rotted for many years, and has become a sect's mountain gate.

From this we can see that the Immortal Age is indeed extraordinary!” Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath and continued to practice.

Time passed, and four days passed quickly. During these four days, Bai Xiaochun went out during the day and became familiar with the Xuexi Sect. While communicating with the Fake Night Burial, he gradually recorded most of the inner disciples he met.

In particular, he mainly exercised his facial expression, so that he kept his fierce appearance, and emitted a wave of evil spirits from all over his body. Perhaps because of some talent, he was completely integrated into it very quickly, especially when the laughter changed by him, it became extremely cold when he smiled.

However, Bai Xiaochun's current identity is the peak of inner disciples, and he is only one step away from foundation building. Even if he looks at it, it is at most the foundation building of the mortal Tao, but it is not something that inner disciples are willing to provoke.

For several days, we have been in peace. On this day, Bai Xiaochun was practicing the Immortal Vajra Scroll in the cave. His expression suddenly moved. When he looked up, his expression was naturally extremely cold. He had a cold light in his eyes and looked at the cave gate.

Soon, a sound came from outside.

"Junior Brother Ye, Zhao Wuchang is here, please come out and see you."

Bai Xiaochun immediately asked Fake Ye Zang, knowing that Zhao Wuchang had also been to the world of the Flying Sword, so he remained cold. When he walked out of the cave, his evil spirit spread all over his body, and he looked coldly at a middle-aged man several feet away from his cave.

"What's the matter!" Bai Xiaochun spoke lightly, and had some impression of Zhao Wuchang in front of him. At that time, this man and other disciples of the Xuexi Sect tried to siege him, but was frightened by his own killing and escaped quickly.

Zhao Wuchang's face was pale, but there was cruelty hidden in his eyes. When he stood there, his whole body was like a ferocious wolf that could devour people at any time. The moment Bai Xiaochun appeared, his eyes swept over Bai Xiaochun.

"Junior Brother Ye, don't be fine." Zhao Wuchang smiled slightly and said slowly when he withdrew his gaze.

"There is nothing particularly important. It's just a gathering for us losers in the world of the Moon Sword to exchange some information and discuss how to build the foundation of the ordinary Tao. Junior Brother Ye has returned, and Zhao is thinking about it and he wants to call you." Zhao Wuchang also sighed in his heart. These losers have been embarrassed for a while. They are both in the sect's status, and are between the foundation building and the inner disciples. Now that there is no opportunity to build the foundation of the earth veins, they can only choose the foundation of the ordinary Tao.

But for the foundation-building pills that Fandao Foundation Building were built, it would cost a terrible price to obtain. Now most of them have formed an alliance with each other. Zhao Wuchang thought about it and heard that Ye Zang came back, so he wanted to form an alliance. It was always good that one more person on his side.

"Oh?" Bai Xiaochun pondered for a moment, nodded, contacted these people and obtained some information, which would be helpful to him.

Seeing Bai Xiaochun agreeing, Zhao Wuchang smiled and took Bai Xiaochun into the mountain gate and walked towards the party place. Along the way, he paid attention to Bai Xiaochun many times, feeling that the night burial in front of him was a little different from what he remembered, as if the evil spirit was stronger, and the coldness in his eyes also increased a lot.

"It seems that although the night burial in the Moon Sword World is not successful, it is not easy for him to survive in Bai Xiaochun's hands." Zhao Wuchang thought about it, so he spoke more, and both of them kept a certain distance and talked without any pain.

When we were half a distance away from the party, suddenly, there was thunder roar in the sky!

When the thunder rolled and spread all over the world, there were even bloody mist, like blood waves, spreading violently. In the sky, several foundation-building monks were flying by. At this moment, the faces of these people changed drastically. They quickly made way for the road and showed respect.

Bai Xiaochun was stunned. When he looked up, he saw that in the distance, when the blood mist spread, there was a blood-colored sedan in the blood mist. The sedan was ten feet in size, and it was covered with blood. There were countless souls surrounding him, and he opened his mouth and made a silent roar, which was amazing!

The four bodies raised by the ten-foot blood sedan were four ferocious ghosts with black air emitting black air, like demons. Their skin was blue, and each of them contained fluctuations comparable to the foundation-building monks, and they had the coldest meaning to spread all directions.

At the same time, on both sides of the blood sedan chair, there were two rows of palace maids wearing blood-colored long skirts in the blood mist. They were beautiful, but they were expressionless, holding lanterns in their hands, like a trail, hugging the blood sedan chair and walking forward on the mist.

It is as powerful as a rainbow, strange as it is.

Even Bai Xiaochun was shocked by this scene. His first reaction was that the ancestor was traveling, but when he looked closely, there was a woman sitting in the blood-colored sedan chair.

The woman was wearing a red robe, her hair moved with the wind, and she couldn't see her appearance, because she was wearing a blood-colored mask on her face, which was embroidered with a plum blossom...a plum blossom!

At this moment, the woman was holding her chin lightly and looking into the distance.

It seems that his cultivation is just a foundation building, but there is a huge spiritual pressure spreading from her body that cannot be suppressed, forming layers of tidal vortexes, causing the blood mist to roll.

This means that this woman is the foundation building of the earth veins!

Bai Xiaochun opened his eyes wide and felt very envious. With his status in Lingxi Sect, he did not have such a ceremonial guard to travel, but this foundation-building cultivator of Xuexi Sect was so exaggerated that Bai Xiaochun couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"You are desperate, don't bow your head! Please be careful, Young Master Xuemei digs your eyes!! Young Master Xuemei is in a holy land, and the foundation of the tide veins are built nine times!" Zhao Wuchang beside Bai Xiaochun saw Bai Xiaochun looking directly at the blood sedan chair in the air, and his heart trembled. If he hadn't wanted to join forces with Bai Xiaochun, he wouldn't have said much, and gritted his teeth and roared to remind him.

"Young Master Xuemei?!" Bai Xiaochun immediately remembered what Xu Baocai of Lingxi Sect had talked about. The genius of Xuexi Sect. When he bowed his head, he also saw many inner disciples around him, all of whom respectfully did not dare to look up. (To be continued.)
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