That's a drop of fake soul blood!

Gan Tianqing's words can be said to have stirred up a thousand waves with one stone! However, almost all of them are doubtful voices. Soul blood can still be fake, in Panlong Valley, almost all monks are unheard of.

The immortal power of the Hatless Valley naturally scoffed at Gan Tianqing's words. Because, that does not conform to the normal cognition of cultivating immortals.

"What nonsense!" Mo Zhenshan sneered.

Sunglasses and Guo and Bai's two managers were even more disdainful, such a ridiculous reason made them feel incredible. Even the female cultivator of the UFO Hall in the void sneered slightly.

"Envoy Guo, what do you think?"

"Divine Dragon Pavilion Master, is he an ordinary person, listen to what he is saying!" Guo Jia still had such an indifferent expression, and the female cultivator of the UFO Hall couldn't help frowning.

You must know that the UFO Hall has a great deal of research on illusion and poison. However, is there really such a thing as fake soul blood in the world?

At this time, Bai Muhuan was smiling, it seemed that what Gan Tianqing said was ridiculous, and it was not worth being angry about. However, only Bai Muhuan's heart understood that the Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion was really not in vain.

"Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion, the soul blood is fake, and the concubine is unheard of. Bai Muhuan laughed.

"Madam Bai!" Gan Tianqing looked at Bai Muhuan and sneered, "Others haven't heard of it, so I believe it." If you haven't heard it, you're deceiving. The Danshu of the Bai family of the Hatless Valley is famous for the Blood Moon and the Megatron Demon Continent. It is said that Mrs. Bai Xuantian Ninefold Dà is the first alchemy master of the Bai family to enter the WTO today, and the Danqing is also invisible, I don't know if it's true or not?"

"Danshu together. The concubine has a slight understanding! However, she never kills. Bai Muhuan said calmly.

"Madam, why be humble. Today's Demon Continent Realm. There are very few people who know the blood of the first soul. However, there must be Mrs. Bai, it is estimated that there is still the old immortal of the Tang family in Hanji Town, Blood North, but unfortunately there is still a place to go!" Gan Tianqing said.

First Soul Blood!

Mo Wuxian and Amu had heard Lishui and Bai Wuming say it, but it felt too incredible at the time. Today. Gan Tianqing brought up this matter again, and the two of them couldn't help frowning, wanting to see Bai Muhuan's reaction.

Pity. Bai Muhuan listened to Gan Tianqing's words, but didn't have any abnormal reaction, but frowned.

"First Soul Blood, please Divine Dragon Pavilion Master, solve your doubts!"

White wood rings. It was also the doubt of almost all the monks present. What is First Soul Blood. No one knows.

Gan Tianqing looked around, as if he was deliberately gathering everyone's attention, and then said, "Everyone, the so-called first soul blood. Actually, it is the blood that remains on the umbilical cord when a person is born! It's just that it still needs to be condensed by magic before it can form a drop. ”

"First soul blood. It can completely resonate with the monk's body. Its attributes are almost identical to those of the soul blood. It's just that you can't control your life and death, but it can completely become a substitute for the soul blood in the poison, as a poison guide, foolproof. ”

"However, that kind of primordial soul blood is like chicken ribs, and it is generally extracted by no one to sacrifice it. It's just that if Madam Bai extracted a drop of the hateless young master's first soul blood back then, it would be as easy as a finger. Because, he is your own son. ”

Primal Soul Blood!Attributes such as soul blood, can be used as a substitute for poison. Bai Muhuan extracted the first soul blood of Mo Wuxian back then.

All the monks who listened to Gan Tianqing's words, the vast majority, felt a little ridiculous.

Of course, choosing people who support Mo Wuhate naturally tends to be true of Gan Tianqing's words. And those who support Mo Zhenshan naturally think that it is a bunch of nonsense, and a qiē is completely Gan Tianqing's imagination.

The first soul blood is a completely unfamiliar thing to everyone. At this time, whether they were monks from the Valley of Hatred or not, they all began to doubt Gan Tianqing's words.

"Good story!" Bai Muhuan smiled faintly, then turned his head to look at Mo Zhenshan, "Valley Lord, do you know how old Mo Wuxian is this year?"

"Huh?" Mo Zhenshan was slightly stunned, and then said, "At least 40,000 years of life!"

"That's good!" Bai Muhuan looked at Gan Tianqing, and suddenly his voice was a little sharp, "Divine Dragon Pavilion Master, Mo Wuxian is now forty thousand and two hundred and seventeen days old, and he was born in the third quarter of the Yin hour. If, according to you, more than 40,000 years ago, I was ready to use your so-called First Soul Blood to blame my own own son?"

Bai Muhuan's tone was slightly excited, but Gan Tianqing frowned. He always felt that Bai Muhuan's excitement was not the kind of excitement that was slandered, but a release that had been suppressed for too long.

However, at this time, anyone who listened to Bai Muhuan's words was moved in their hearts. In an instant, many people leaned towards Bai Muhuan and even began to sympathize with her.

Because, how could a mother be ready to frame her son more than 40,000 years ago?

Forty thousand two hundred and seventeen days, three quarters of the hour. Bai Muhuan remembered Mo Wuxian's age and birth time so clearly. Everyone will naturally think that this is motherly love.

Mo Wuxian is a rebel son, and Bai Muhuan is a loving mother. At this time, it was Mo Wu who hated himself, and he was shocked in his heart, which was an extremely complicated feeling. Painful, sour!

Bai Muhuan took his gaze away from Gan Tianqing's body, and then turned to Mo Wuxian.

"Forty thousand two hundred and seventeen days, excluding two thousand one hundred and seventy-two years and four days of exile. If, if I'm going to kill him, there are too many opportunities, why bother with it?"

Bai Muhuan's eyes were complex and difficult to understand, and they were eyes that no one could understand for 70,000 years.

"Hate, what did you say to you before you killed your father?"

A cold glint flashed in Mo Wuxian's eyes, his cheeks tightened, and he looked at Bai Muhuan.

"I didn't kill my father!"

"What did I do to you before that?" Bai Muhuan asked, rather calmly, as he knew Mo's hateless answer.

Asked again, the cold glow in Mo Wuxian's eyes gradually extinguished, and he even dared not look at Bai Muhuan's eyes. Because, it is undeniable that Bai Muhuan once loved Mo Wuxin very much, and he was by no means inferior to Mo Wuxin now.

"Very good!" After a while, two words popped out from between his teeth.

Mo has a hateless character and will never tell lies. Amu, who was beside him, suddenly felt that things seemed to be very complicated. He, like Gan Tianqing, felt that there was a hint of weirdness.

It can't be seen, it can't be touched, but it seems to dominate a qiē.

"Very good!" Bai Muhuan sneered and raised his voice, "All the powerful immortals in the Valley of Hatred, have you heard? I used to be very good to him, what reason do I have to frame my own son? 40,000 years ago, preparing the first soul blood, ridiculous! Moyun Mountain is in power, I am already the wife of the valley master, and now I am still the wife of the valley master, what can I ask for?"

Xuan Immortal's ninefold dà was perfect, and the voice of the white wood ring was in the Hatless Valley, vibrating, humming and echoing, as if it wanted to spread throughout the entire Blood Moon Continent.

At this moment, the vast majority of people choose to believe in the white wood ring. Only the black gauze girl in the corner took off her veil at this time, and her quiet eyes were sad.

Because, she understands every word of Bai Muhuan. She knew that Bai Muhuan's words were actually for Bai Muhuan to listen to herself. That's a kind of self-questioning!

At this time, the female cultivator of the UFO Palace, her eyebrows locked, was Guo Jia, the envoy of the Shura Palace, and she was also frowning slightly.

Gan Tianqing's words really seem like stories and lies at this time.

"Madame, take care of your health!" said Mr. Guo.

"I see that this Divine Dragon Pavilion Master is untrustworthy, there is no need to talk nonsense anymore!" Mo Zhenshan was extremely satisfied with Bai Muhuan's expression at this time. Because, at this time, the vast majority of the monks in the Valley of No Hatred, although they were shaken just now, most of them have already returned to their hearts at this moment. The white wood ring turned around a somewhat unfavorable situation.

"Let him continue, see what else!" Bai Muhuan sneered, and then looked at Gan Tianqing again, "Shenlong Pavilion Master, if you only have such a story, it will be too disappointing for the concubine." ”

"Lying for five days and five nights, the means are all over the sky, is there only such a boring inference?First Soul Blood?" Bai Muhuan seemed to look at Gan Tianqing coldly, but at this moment, only Gan Tianqing felt a different kind of gaze.

It was a kind of expectation, a kind of encouragement, a kind of prayer! Such a complicated look in the eyes will be unforgettable years later.

Bai Muhuan, what kind of woman is she? As powerful as the Lord of the Divine Dragon Pavilion, he was also a little dazed.

However, as Bai Muhuan said, if it is only the first soul blood, then why come to the Valley of No Hatred?

Gan Tianqing is naturally a character with hands and eyes, a peerless talent.

"Madame Bai, a qiē will be as you wish!" Gan Tianqing looked at Bai Muhuan with a mocking tone, but maybe this was also a pun.

"Thank you Shenlong Pavilion Master, please continue to make up your story and tell it to everyone!" Bai Muhuan's smile was like melting ice and snow in spring, with a warm cold.

Although, at this time, Gan Tianqing had a feeling of being guided by the white wooden ring, but it was beneficial to Mo Wuxi, so he didn't care about it.

Gan Tianqing glanced lightly at the back of the white wooden ring, and then set his gaze on Mozhen Mountain.

"Lord Mogu, some people are born with a heart, but in the end they have no heart. The name of the eldest young master, well named. Here, I feel sad for the Lord of Mogu. Because, you should have a son with a ten-rank peerless immortal root, but now he is a fool!"

This sentence is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day! Everyone, including Amu and Mo Wuxian, were stunned on the spot! (To be continued......

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