Bai Xiaochun sighed, very sympathetic to the night burial, and at the same time admired the night burial so bending.

"No wonder you can become a shadow, this night burial is also unusual. Bai Xiaochun couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the woman's face.

Soon, he returned to the cave where he was buried at night, looking at the very simple cave house lined up with a group of inner disciples, Bai Xiaochun deeply realized the misery of being buried in the sect at night.

This cave mansion is only 10% the size of Bai Xiaochun's Lingxi Sect Cave Mansion, not to mention the lake and the Danfang, and there is not even a courtyard...... It's just a stone house, and there is nothing but a bed and a mat for meditation.

"How did you mess up, you were so miserable. Bai Xiaochun shook his head and sat on the mat, at this moment it was gradually dusk outside, and whenever Lingxi Sect was at this time, Xiangyun Mountain would gradually be quiet, until late at night, and most of the disciples were resting.

But in this Blood Creek Sect, it was different, as dusk fell, Bai Xiaochun heard a terrible roar outside, and it seemed that there were some disciples who were fighting while the night was blowing.

Although according to the rules of the sect, death is not allowed among disciples, but it is only not allowed to die, so every night, it is the most cruel time for the Blood Creek Sect to come.

This completely different environment from the Lingxi Sect made Bai Xiaochun very uncomfortable, at this moment he took a deep breath, did not pay attention to the outside, but 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 the Blood Creek Sect, Bai Xiaochun summed up what the fake night burial said, and knew that the eternal immortal thing was hidden in the five peaks, and the middle peak represented by the middle finger.

And it's under the cave mansion of the Great Elder of Zhongfeng...... That is the area of the upper finger, for the inner disciples, it is several levels higher, and it is difficult to reach, after all, the four major peaks do not accept the inner disciples, and only the foundation can be inhabited.

And the inner disciples are all in the area on the back of the hand of the big hand where they are buried at the moment.

As for the upper fingers of the four peaks, even ordinary elders and Dharma protectors could not step into them unless they were summoned.

This is also the reason why the night burial has never been obtainable, and it is also the purpose of his desire to build the foundation, because only when the foundation is built, can the four peaks be selected.

"Building a foundation is the first step, choosing the middle peak, and becoming a Dharma protector is the second step, but unfortunately I am in this Blood Creek Sect, I can only lay out the mortal path to build a foundation, and it is difficult to expose the earth's veins to build a foundation, otherwise, I can become an elder. ”

"After becoming a Dharma protector, the ultimate goal is ...... It is to become the Great Elder of the Middle Peak, this is the third and final step, only in this way can you obtain the eternal immortal things hidden under the Great Elder Cave Mansion of the Middle Peak. Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, this goal is very big, it takes time, how can he go from an ordinary inner disciple to finally become a great elder of the middle peak, this road is long in Bai Xiaochun's opinion, but it is not impossible.

After setting his goal, Bai Xiaochun closed his eyes and began to practice, not practicing the Purple Qi Tongtian Technique, but the Immortal Vajra Scroll that operated the Immortal Immortal Immortal Immortal Martial Arts.

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

At the moment when the Immortal Vajra Scroll in his body unfolded, suddenly, Bai Xiaochun's whole body was shocked, and he found that when he was in the Lingxi Sect, he cultivated the Immortal Vajra, and the consumption of the vitality in his body was terrifying, if there was no heavenly treasure and infinite pills, he would not be able to support it at all.

But here, with the cultivation, from the ground below, there were bursts of blood qi rising, and after drilling into his body along his body, it actually replaced the vitality, making the immortal vajra scroll not only run faster, but also be replaced by blood qi.

A week later, the flesh of his whole body was trembling, and there was a burst of ****, and he even clearly felt that his strength had actually increased a little.

Bai Xiaochun's eyes opened suddenly, revealing ecstasy, excited and short of breath.

"This is a treasure land for me!" Bai Xiaochun touched the ground as if he were touching the immortal skin of this giant hand, and the excitement in his heart was even stronger.

"The Immortal Immortal Immortal Skill is indeed extraordinary, this giant must not have cultivated to the peak, so he will die, but even so, his physical body has not decayed after I don't know how many years have passed, and it has evolved into a sect's mountain gate.

It can be seen from this that the Immortal Immortal Immortal Skill is indeed extraordinary!" Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath and continued to cultivate.

Time passed, and four days passed quickly, and during these four days, Bai Xiaochun went out during the day, and while being familiar with the Blood Creek Sect, while communicating with the fake night burial, he gradually wrote down most of the inner disciples he encountered.

In particular, he mainly exercised his facial expression, so that he maintained a fierce appearance, and his whole body exuded bursts of evil energy, perhaps some talent, but it was very quickly, and it was completely integrated, especially the laughter under his deliberate change, when he laughed, it was extremely cold.

However, Bai Xiaochun's current identity is the pinnacle of the inner disciples, and he is only one step away from building the foundation, even if in the eyes of people, at most, it is the foundation of the mortal path, but it is not something that the inner disciples are willing to provoke.

For a few days, it was all right, on this day, Bai Xiaochun was practicing the immortal vajra scroll in the cave, and suddenly his expression moved, and when he looked up, his expression was naturally cold, and his eyes showed a cold glow, looking at the gate of the cave.

Soon, a voice came from outside.

"Senior Brother Ye, under Zhao Wuchang, please come out and see you. ”

Bai Xiaochun immediately inquired about the fake night burial, knowing that this Zhao Wuchang was also a person who had been to the Falling Sword World, so he maintained a cold appearance, and when he walked out of the cave, his whole body was full of evil qi, and he looked coldly at a middle-aged man a few feet away from his cave.

"What's the matter!" Bai Xiaochun said lightly, he also had some impression of this Zhao Wuchang in front of him, this person, along with other disciples of the Blood Creek Sect, had tried to besiege him, but he was frightened by his own extermination and fled quickly.

Zhao Wuchang's face was pale, but there was ruthlessness hidden in his eyes, when he stood there, the whole person was like a fierce wolf that could devour people at any time, the moment Bai Xiaochun appeared, his eyes swept over Bai Xiaochun.

"Senior Brother Night, don't come unharmed. Zhao Wuchang didn't smile, and when he retracted his gaze, he slowly spoke.

"It's nothing particularly important, it's just that we, the losers in the Falling Sword World, have a gathering with each other, exchange some information, and discuss how to build a foundation in the mortal way. Zhao Wuchang was also sighing in his heart, these losers were embarrassed these days, their status in the sect was not up or down, they were between the foundation building and the inner disciples, and now there was no opportunity to build the foundation of the earth's veins, so they could only choose to build the foundation of the mortal way.

But the Zhuji Dan cultivated by the Dao Foundation Building, for the Blood Creek Sect, if you want to obtain it, you need to pay a tragic price, and now most of these losers are allied with each other, Zhao Wuchang thought about it, and when he heard that he returned from the night burial, he wanted to come here to form an alliance, and it was always good to have one more person on his side.

"Oh?" Bai Xiaochun groaned slightly, then nodded, and made contact with these people to get some information, which would be helpful to him.

Seeing that Bai Xiaochun agreed, Zhao Wuchang smiled, took Bai Xiaochun to walk in the mountain gate, and walked towards the place of the party, along the way he paid attention to Bai Xiaochun many times, and felt that the night burial in front of him was not quite the same as the one in his memory, it seemed that the evil spirit was a little stronger, and the coldness in his eyes was also a lot more.

"It seems that in the Fallen Sword World, although this night burial is not as successful as the leyline, it is not easy for him to survive in the hands of Bai Xiaochun. Zhao Wuchang was thoughtful, so he spoke a little more, and the two of them kept a certain distance and talked painlessly.

When we were still half a way away from the meeting place, suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky!

The thunder rolled, and when it spread in all directions, there were bursts of blood-colored mist, like blood waves, surging and spreading, and in the sky, there were originally a few foundation building monks flying by, and at this moment, the faces of these people changed violently, and they quickly got out of the way, and their expressions showed respect.

Bai Xiaochun was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw the sky in the distance, when the blood mist spread, in the blood mist, there was a blood-colored sedan chair, this sedan chair was ten zhang in size, the whole body was blood-colored, and there were countless souls around him, opening his mouth and letting out a silent roar, the momentum was amazing!

And the ten zhang blood sedan chair was lifted by four bodies more than a zhang high, emitting black qi, as fierce as a demon, their skin was blue, and each of them was condensed with fluctuations comparable to that of a foundation building monk, and there was even a cold meaning scattered in all directions.

At the same time, on both sides of the blood sedan chair, in the blood mist, there were still two rows of palace maids wearing blood-colored long skirts, all of them were beautiful, but they were expressionless, holding lanterns in their hands, as if opening the way, hugging the blood sedan chair and stepping forward in the fog.

The momentum is like a rainbow, weird and extraordinary.

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

The woman was dressed in a red robe, and her hair moved in the wind, and she could not see her face, because on her face was a blood-colored mask, and on this mask was embroidered with a ...... Plum blossom!

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

It seems that cultivation is just building a foundation, but there is a majestic spiritual power that cannot be suppressed from her body, forming layers of tidal whirlpools, causing the blood mist to roll.

This means that this woman is the foundation of the leyline!

Bai Xiaochun's eyes widened, feeling very envious, with his status in the Lingxi Sect, he didn't have such a guard of honor, but this foundation-building monk of the Blood Creek Sect was so exaggerated, which made Bai Xiaochun can't help but take a deep breath.

"You don't want to die, don't bow your head yet!Be careful that the young master of the blood plum gouges out your eyes!!The young master of the blood plum is in a secluded holy land, and the nine tidal veins have built a foundation!" Zhao Wuchang, who was beside Bai Xiaochun, saw Bai Xiaochun actually staring directly at the blood sedan chair in mid-air like this, his heart trembled, if he didn't want to ally with Bai Xiaochun, he wouldn't say much, and he gritted his teeth and roared at this moment.

"Young Master of Blood Plum?!" Bai Xiaochun immediately remembered what Xu Baocai of the Lingxi Sect had talked about, that Tianjiao of the Blood Creek Sect, when he lowered his head at this moment, he also saw many inner disciples around, all of them were respectful, and they didn't dare to raise their heads one by one. (To be continued.) )