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- Chapter 114 The third ancient painting (Third update, please give me monthly votes for recommendation)
There is a strange place above the endless sea, with blue water on one side and golden yellow on the other.
The golden waves are layer upon layer, cutting off the sky. Therefore, this sea area is called Qiushui Hengtian, and it is also the name of one of the sea fairy sects.
In the autumn sky, hundreds of islands, large and small, are dotted around.
At this time, in the forest of thousands of flowers on a fairyland-like island near the center, a girl sitting cross-legged suddenly trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood. Her beautiful eyes were full of horror and despair.
"Why is this happening? It's obvious that I took Taoist Dry Leaf as the cauldron. Why did I become his cauldron in the end? It's impossible. There must be something wrong" Narcissus murmured, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. No intention of trying.
At this moment, the figure of the beautiful widow appeared instantly. She looked at Narcissus with a deep sense of frustration in her eyes.
"Taoist Ku Ye, I underestimated him, but he allowed me to ruin such an excellent disciple." Yan Widow, like Narcissus, couldn't figure out what went wrong. At that time, she also watched a live performance at the scene. There is absolutely no problem in any aspect of the erotic palace, so the only problem arises with Taoist Ku Ye.
At this time, Narcissus raised his head, knelt in front of the beautiful widow, and cried sadly: "Master, give me another chance, don't expel me from the sect."
"Alas, Narcissus, you know that this is not something I can decide. The elders have already made a decision, and there is nothing I can do about it." The widow sighed softly, Qiushui Hengtian is so cruel, and she will never tolerate anything useless. The disciples stayed.
"Master" Narcissus cried out in tears.
"Your path to immortality has been blocked, and the fate between you and me as master and disciple has ended. You can take care of yourself in the future." The Yanwidow shook her head, waved her hand, and a gust of wind swept the narcissus up, sending the autumn water across the sky, and fell in the blink of an eye. On an island tens of thousands of miles away from the autumn water, this is a maritime trading market.
Narcissus climbed up from the ground and stared blankly at the trading market not far away. She was abandoned by Qiushui Hengtian, without the protection of the sect, and her current cultivation level has fallen to the foundation building stage. Not long after, She will also fall to the fetal stage, her Tao foundation will be taken away, and she will never be able to rebuild it in her life. In this chaotic sea, her fate is worrying.
"I'm not willing to give in, Taoist Dry Leaf, the autumn water is flowing across the sky, I, Narcissus, swear that if there is a chance to rise, I will never let you go." Narcissus' pretty face twisted and roared, and he stumbled towards the trading market. Go.
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Ye Hao and Han Yeyue walked side by side along the mountain river, their hands tightly held together.
"In ten years, you have thoroughly studied three of the five alchemy recipes. If word of this spreads, will you let other alchemists live?" Ye Hao said with a smile.
"There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this world. There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. I don't dare to be arrogant." Han Yeyue said.
"Believe me, you are definitely qualified to be arrogant. One day, the Taiqing Alchemy Immortal in the Immortal Realm will bow his head in front of you." Ye Hao pointed to the sky above.
"Taiqing Alchemy? Is there such an Alchemy in the immortal world? You can't make it up, right?" Han Yeyue rolled her eyes at Ye Hao. The immortal world is out of reach for monks. Seeing how he said it clearly, let him People really think that there is a Taiqing Alchemy Immortal in the immortal world.
Ye Hao chuckled. When he was in the Haotian Secret Realm, the Taiqing Alchemy Immortal was famous.
At this time, the river entered a canyon, and the two of them stopped.
"Yue'er, I've always had a question." Ye Hao's expression became extremely serious.
"What's the question?" Han Yeyue asked.
"It's been ten years, have you thought it through?" Ye Hao asked with burning eyes.
Han Yeyue's pretty face blushed slightly, and she pretended to be stupid and said, "What have you thought clearly?"
"This" Ye Hao said nothing, held Han Yeyue's pretty face and kissed her.
After a long kiss, Han Yeyuejiao panted and pushed Ye Hao away.
"Be my woman." Ye Hao said fiercely.
"Okay." Han Yeyue nodded.
Ye Hao was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Han Yeyue to agree so readily.
"Why are you so dazed? Now you hug him from left to right, feel proud." Han Yeyue stretched out her slender jade fingers and tapped Ye Hao's chest.
"Haha, I'm so proud." Ye Hao laughed heartily, naturally knowing that Han Yeyue was referring to her and Mo Qianqian, but Han Yeyue and Bei Xiaohui were friends of the same generation, and now they are close friends, and Mo Qianqian Qianqian is Bei Xiaohui's daughter. This generation is a bit chaotic
Just when Ye Hao was feeling proud, Han Yeyue's expression changed, and she pointed at the river and said, "Ye Hao, look quickly."
Ye Hao looked over and saw that in the middle of the river in the canyon, there were streams of blood rising up and spreading quickly.
Ye Hao pinched it, and a burst of vitality hit it. The river water immediately separated on both sides, and he found that under the deep river bed, there were several small holes bleeding out.
"What a filthy blood" Ye Hao's spiritual mind probed over, but at this moment, the blood pouring out of these small holes suddenly stopped. His spiritual mind penetrated deep into the ground, but found nothing. Discover.
Ye Hao took some blood and sealed it to see if he could find anything.
"Has a similar situation happened before?" Ye Hao asked.
Han Yeyue shook her head. She had never heard of this weird scene before.
Ye Hao checked around and still found nothing.
When the two returned to the cave, night had fallen.
There was a bonfire burning outside the cave. Mo Qianqian was lying on Bei Xiaohui's lap, while Bei Xiaohui was stroking her hair. The mother and daughter were laughing and talking about something.
Seeing Ye Hao and Han Yeyue come back, Bei Xiaohui whispered something in Mo Qianqian's ear, which made Mo Qianqian suddenly blush.
"I'm sleepy. I'm going to rest. Let's talk." Bei Xiaohui turned around and entered the cave.
Ye Hao sat down, opened his hands, and said with a smile: "Qianqian, Yue'er, come here, let me enjoy the happiness of being hugged from left to right."
However, the two women ignored him. Instead, they sat together and ignored Ye Hao.
Ye Hao shrugged. He knew that Yanfu was not so easy to enjoy. No, he might as well be alone now.
Ye Hao stood up, sat down cross-legged not far away and started practicing.
Yuanying sat down cross-legged in Dantian, his yin and yang eyes flashed, and his vitality began to circulate in his body.
"It's really not that easy to merge Yin and Yang into one." Ye Hao tried to fuse the Yin and Yang in the Yuan Qi, but he couldn't succeed.
"After trying it a few times, Ye Hao didn't try again. If the realm is not reached or something is not understood, it won't make any difference even if you try it a hundred million times. Therefore, Ye Hao will try every time he practices, but he will never force it.
Ye Hao's mind is unified, his body is practicing on its own, and his spiritual thoughts are radiating into the night sky.
"Help me, help me!" At this moment, a weak voice came from Ye Hao's mind.
"Who?" Ye Hao asked with his spiritual mind.
"Help me, help me!" the voice kept repeating.
Ye Hao thought of the filthy blood gushing out from under the river bed. His mind moved and his mind began to search for the source of the sound.
However, the sound was very erratic and seemed to come from all directions.
Soon after, the sound gradually weakened and finally became inaudible.
Since then, Ye Hao will hear this weird cry for help every few days while practicing during this time period. However, Mo Qianqian and the others did not feel this way at all.
It wasn¡¯t until half a year later that the voice asking for help disappeared and suddenly left a faint phantom map in Ye Hao¡¯s mind.
"Canyon river" Ye Hao frowned slightly. He had explored all the places marked on the map and found nothing unusual at all.
Since that day, the cry for help has never appeared again.
On this day, Ye Hao stood outside the canyon river, staring at the place where the blood gushed out, as if he wanted to see the flowers.
"Still thinking about that cry for help? Since you can't find it, forget it." Han Yeyue came to Ye Hao and said.
"No, it's a bit weird no matter how you think about it. It's so close to the cave, I'm not worried." Ye Hao said.
At this moment, in the river water gushing out of the canyon, a figure suddenly rose and fell in it.
Ye Hao waved his hand and rolled up the figure. Only then did he realize that he was a young male cultivator, wearing a standard Taoist robe. He should be a disciple of some sect, but he had been dead for a long time.
"Hey, this is a Taoist robe that can only be worn by the core disciples of the Tianshan Sect. How could it fall here?" Han Yeyue exclaimed in surprise.
"Tianshan Sect, one of the ten righteous sects." Ye Hao nodded and realized that this Tianshan Sect disciple died because his essence and blood were sucked out of his body. For no reason, he thought of the blood emerging from the ground and the ethereal cry for help. , I always feel that there is a connection between them.
Ye Hao untied the storage bag from the body of the Tianshan sect disciple and rummaged through it. Suddenly his expression changed, and with a thought, an ancient painting appeared.The scroll appeared in front of him.
Opening this ancient painting, it shows a vast black land, with streams of blood spurting out from the ground. The whole picture gives people a very evil feeling.
Ye Hao took out another ancient painting he got from Wang Tong and Na Yue Moqun. One of the two ancient paintings depicts a scene where ignorant humans sacrificed a young girl during the prehistoric period. The other picture shows the back of a green-haired demon cultivator.
The materials and textures of the three paintings are exactly the same, but the paintings are different. What is the relationship between them?
The ancient painting on Wang Tong was given to him by Wang Ji, the ancient painting on Yue Moqun was given to him by his master Xieyan Old Monster, and the ancient painting on this disciple of the Tianshan Sect might have been given to him by his elders.
"Damn it, these elders probably don't have any good intentions." Ye Hao thought to himself.
"Ye Hao, look at the floors of these three paintings. They are all exactly the same." Han Yeyue suddenly said.
It was only then that Ye Hao discovered that whether it was the sacrificial site, the site of the demon cultivator's back, or the land gushing with blood, it was all a black and depressing land.
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