A group of unknown black birds lined up and flew past the window, with clear and distant voices. Soon they flew from this Fushan to another Fushan, with the artistic conception full of dust.

And the window was filled with smoke and tea.

I don’t know if the light sound of the zither came from the residence of a disciple, which added a bit of elegance to this scene.

With a thud, Anyang placed the copper incense burner next to the low table, uncovered the lid and replaced it with a piece of incense before covering the lid back.

He picked up a sea of ​​tea with cracked porcelain from the side, added half a cup of light orchid tea to the two cups in front of him, and then made a gesture of invitation and looked forward with a smile.

"Take a bite."

Sitting opposite was Dan Chenzi, dressed in black, still carrying the sword blade wings, and the cloak hanging down behind him, looking like he could go to fight at any time. He was expressionless.

Dan Chenzi looked at the tea in front of him, and there was a faint white smoke coming from the tea mouth. With the faint fragrance of tea, it seemed that he could smell the aura that could make the pores relax.

So he picked up the teacup and sniffed it lightly, then blew open the heat from the mouth of the cup, and swallowed the extremely soft cup of spiritual tea into his mouth as if inhaling it.

"Ah! Good tea!" Dan Chenzi smashed his mouth and let out a breath of heat before putting the cup on the table. "I thought I was a person who didn't understand tea. We Shushan practitioners do not need to pay attention to the species used by ordinary people to quench thirst or beauties. But when I came to you today, I realized that there is such a spiritual tea in this world, which is really enjoyable!"

Anyang smiled slightly: "This tea was obtained by chance. It not only contains rich spiritual energy, but also very unique. If a mortal person drinks it, some minor illnesses can be removed immediately, it can also clear the meridians, eliminate toxins, and have the effects of strengthening the body and beautifying the skin. In the long run, it can prolong life! Even if a practitioner drinks it, it will be of great benefit. At least it can be easy to calm down and feel the world when practicing."

"But I came here by chance, very rare. If it weren't for Dan Chenzi, you came, I wouldn't have been willing to drink it!"

Dan Chenzi couldn't tell the truth when he heard his half-true words, and just smiled and said, "Aanyang, you have been in the world for so many years, and you probably won't be missing these rare and strange things."

Anyang came to Shushan that day with his hands empty-handed, but he was not surprised where Anyang got these things.

"Haha, drink tea, drink tea." Anyang said as he filled the two cups again, and the fragrance suddenly filled the room.

This tea was a lie, but even if he was the emperor of the Shenzhou Empire, the yield of this tea was not high enough, so if Dan Chenzi had not come, he wouldn't be able to drink it as water.

Dan Chenzi picked up the teacup and observed the thick white fog overflowing from the mouth of the cup. Half rises up, and half hangs down like satin on the waterfall. It was amazing: "Fellow Daoist An, I see that the methods you used were extremely strange that day, so I couldn't help but be curious."

"The tricks of carving insects are not worth mentioning."

Dan Chenzi smiled and looked calm: "It can't be called a trick of carving insects. All the magic you used that day were powerful and sharp, and some were not inferior to my Shushan secret technique. Especially the sword light in the sky, it was very similar to my Shushan cultivator."

"That's what!" Anyang was drinking tea while observing Dan Chenzi's expression, until he found out that he was really curious, not as if he was deliberately asking for something, and then continued, "The methods I used were just obtained by chance in walking the world over the past few hundred years. You know that I have no sects and no sects, but I envy you sects."

Dan Chenzi's mouth squirmed, as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly turned around and looked outside: "Someone is coming."

Anyang also felt the faint sound of breaking through the air.

Suddenly, a figure dragging a long white light passed by the window, and suddenly stopped and looked at them: "Senior Brother Danchenzi, Master wants to take someone to find the location of the blood cave, and ask you to take Anyang with you. If you have any trouble, please be more forgiving."

"Don't disturb." Anyang nodded and smiled.

"Well, I understand, go and do your business." Dan Chenzi nodded, then looked at a pot of tea on the table expressionlessly again, "It's a pity that this pot of precious tea is going to be wasted. Anyang, let's set off immediately."

"It is unavoidable to find the blood cave."

Both of them got up, opened the door and walked out. Xuantian Sect spread its wings, and Anyang slowly rose. After a while, both of them flew away from the floating mountain and roared towards the golden palace on the top of the highest mountain, like a god showing his spirit.

Not long after, the two arrived at the Jinque Hall.

Bai Mei was already sitting on the upper head, and the two swords of Tianlei and the seven sons of Yunzhong were also here, and they were talking in a low voice.

Anyang and Dan Chenzi didn't say anything, nor did they pay attention to it, so they found a place to sit down.

At this time, Changkong Wuji, who was practicing the Lei Yan Sword, just stood up and asked, "Master, what is that blood acupoint?"

"The Blood Demon's Lair is the blood demon's nest, and the Blood Demon is the top-level demon who is unforgivable. Youquan is the blood demon's soul. That day, he must have wanted to use our power to open the blood cave. If he entered the blood cave and used the energy inside, it would be difficult for the entire Shushan to find someone who matched him."

"But now Youquan is dead, are we still going to destroy the blood hole?"

"Of course, the existence of the blood acupoint is too threatening. Even without Youquan, you must not allow the existence of the blood acupoint. My Bashu masters are looking for the blood acupoint but cannot. If Youquan's conspiracy was true, the blood acupoint must be nearby!"

"Disciple knows, then when will we set out?"

“Stay now!”

“Yes, Master!”

Many disciples immediately stood up and walked out.

Anyang also went out with Dan Chenzi, but Bai Mei called them and walked out with them.

"Dan Chenzi."

"Master."

"Do you still remember where you stood that day?"

"Disciple remember!"

"That's good."

Anyang understood what Bai Mei wanted to do as soon as he heard this.

He himself remembered the terrain of that day and where the people were. According to what he thought, in the plot, Youquan used Dan Chenzi's flying knife to escape, and the flying knife could only fly in a straight line, and two points determined a straight line. So as long as you know the position of Dan Chenzi and Youquan, you can immediately infer the location of the bleeding acupoint.

He originally wanted to remind Bai Mei using this, but now it seems that he is thinking too much. Bai Mei has been in charge of Emei for so many years and has long become a human being. How can he remind him of this kind of thing?

Soon, hundreds of figures in front of them rose up like retrograde comets and headed towards the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

Three figures from behind also emerged one after another.

The speed of the disciples of Shushan is actually quite fast. If they have a good sword, they are even faster than Dan Chenzi's wings. After all, Bai Mei has been practicing Taoism for thousands of years, and Anyang is not as fast as that of the disciples of Shushan.

So he had to take out the ancient green jade sword and flew forward with the surprised gaze of many Shushan disciples.

"Shu!Shu!..."

The sound of sword-bearing flying people breaking through the air constantly came.

Two Shushan in different worlds and different ways of flying swords, finally completed their first contact at this time.

Even the old Taoist Baimei was a little confused.

It is true that a thousand years of Taoism is true, but I have never seen this thing before!

Not long after, a group of storms of cultivators flew to the place where the day was fighting and stopped to wait for instructions.

Bai Mei closed her eyes and thought for a moment, waved her hand and transformed into a faint phantom, standing at the position where the old monster Ri Youquan was fixed by Haotian Mirror. Dan Chenzi hesitated for a few times, and finally found a position to stand in the air, but his expression was very hesitant.

Anyang frowned and shouted, "Dan Chenzi, one zhang up and one zhang left are where you stood that day."

"Thank you." Dan Chenzi corrected immediately.

Soon, Baimei shouted, "Let's start."

Dan Chenzi nodded without hesitation, spreading the sword blade wings behind him, transforming into many sword blades, and suddenly swelled quickly, and shot at the phantom.

"Swish!Swish!Swish..."

Dozens of sword blades instantly cut through the sky.

Bai Mei raised her hand and drew a circle in the air. A shadow of the Haotian Mirror suddenly appeared on her hand, emitting dazzling light.

"Follow me Haotian Mirror!"

“Yes, Master!”

The two swords of heavenly thunder, the Qizi of Yunzhong and the three hundred Qingcheng disciples responded together, and turned into a dense comet rain. The sword flew over with the light visible to the Haotian Mirror in the sun, which was very spectacular!

Anyang naturally followed closely and refused to fall behind.

Dan Chenzi's sword blade flying knife is much farther than the range of a sniper rifle. It can easily shoot dozens of kilometers, and it is no problem to cross several mountains.

At this distance, even dozens of blades aimed at the same person will have an angle deviation, and a very small deviation will also form a very large gap, so dozens of blades are completely scattered on a mountain, which is very difficult to find.

Anyang had to rely on the system's changes in the plot scenes not much, and search for scenes similar to those of memory.

"A cliff wall, at least hundreds of meters high..."

“There are a lot of stones on the ground…”

“There is a place to stand on the left…”

Anyang murmured to himself, flying left and right.

After a while of touching, he finally found a similar position, but the sword blade did not shoot here.

“Come here to have a look!”

When everyone heard his words, they flew over.

Bai Mei also appeared out of nowhere, standing on the cliff on the left, looking at the stone wall, closing her eyes and sensing: "It's really a bit strange here, let me test it with the Haotian Mirror!"

He raised his right hand and drew a circle in the air, summoned the Haotian Mirror, and immediately held it high.

brush!

A dazzling light shone on the mountain wall in front.

After a while, he put away the Haotian Mirror: "Nothing was found. But it was normal. I, the master of Bashu, couldn't find it even after searching for it. It must be very secret."

"Fellow Daoist Anyang, how did you make sure?"

"I vaguely feel the blood and energy turbulent inside." This sentence is pure nonsense, so Anyang was silent for a while and added, "It may be that I felt it wrong."

"Whether it is true or false, try it!" Bai Mei turned her head, "Two swords of heaven and thunder attack the mountain wall with all their strength."

“Yes, Master!”

Li Yingqi and Changkong Wuji immediately received the order.
Chapter completed!