"Senior, why are you so surprised?" At the same time, in Yizhou City, the young Taoist suddenly put down the Ruyi in his hand and looked at the north with a shocked and suspicious look.

Behind him, Zhang Baishi, the Taoist master of Tianshi, also asked strangely after he noticed the strangeness of the young Taoist.

"Can't delay it anymore!" The young Taoist frowned and his eyes were faint, as if stars were reflected in it.

"The younger generations in the realm of Qi have achieved perfect Zhoutian, and they have the hope of immortality."

"Look at its direction, it is in the northern border."

"It's undoubtedly the little demon of Wanling Mountain."

"Perfect Zhou Tian?" Zhang Baishi frowned and then felt relieved.

"If you don't have a senior here, it will naturally be a confidant. But now you have a senior here, just a perfect Zhoutian. What can you do if you achieve immortality?" Zhang Baishi flattered.

"That can't be taken lightly."

"You don't know what it means to achieve perfect Zhoutian in a small world like you." Although the compliment to Zhang Baishi was very helpful, the young Taoist still reminded him carefully, but his words were no longer as serious as before.

"Senior, don't worry, among the descendants of Wanling Mountain, Tiangang is only as many as five fingers."

"If there is a perfect Zhoutian achievement, it must be one of these five!"

"When the exact news comes from Wanling Mountain, just send someone to behead him directly." Zhang Baishi said.

"Just make arrangements." The young Taoist in front of Zhang Baishi nodded and picked up the jade Ruyi in his hand again.

...

As for Tai Pan, when he held the drop of bright red blood as jade, he held it into the Tianmen, his consciousness had completely separated from his body and fell into a vast river of blood. In the river of blood, countless images of snake spirits were surrounded by earthly Feng Shui, fire, five elements, sun and moon, etc., and went downstream. Tai Pan stood at the bottom of the long river of blood. In front of him was an existence similar to the legendary Guixu. All the blood rivers were flowing into this "Guixu" and annihilated invisible.

The long river of blood!

In Taipan's mind, bits of information were revealed.

The long river in front of him is the long river of blood that belongs to the snake tribe.

In other words, this long river of blood is the genealogy of the snake tribe's bloodline inheritance.

All the bloodlines in the snake clan can be traced back along this long river of bloodline.

"The next thing is to go upstream and determine that your bloodline is the branch of the bloodline inheritance, which line?"

Taipan thought, but he felt distressed when he looked at the long river of blood in front of him.

The waves in this long river of blood are extremely surging, and the power between the waves is extremely vast.

He felt that once he stepped into this long river of blood, he was afraid that he would not have time to wait for him to take a step forward in this long river of blood, and would be washed away by the waves in this long river of blood, fall into the "Guixu" and then die.

"The sacred house should be cultivated, and the Xuanfu tracheal fertilization house should be strengthened to maintain the essence of the son. There are scholars in the house who often wear red clothes.

I can see that I am not sick, I stand a long ruler to check it up, and I can keep it safe, and I can breathe my house to compensate myself..." As hesitated, a faint singing sounded, and then a small boat came along the waves from the upper reaches of the long river of blood. On the small boat, a man with his whole body in a cloak held high with a long artemisia.

When the boat floated to the bottom of the long river, the person on the boat raised the long artemisia in his hand and poked it to the bottom of the river. So the boat fell steadily before the "Guixu".

At this time, Taipan discovered that the man on the boat was an old man, and his body was filled with an extremely ancient aura.

Just feeling this aura, Tai Pan was in a daze and returned to tens of thousands of years ago.

"Sister, do you want to get on the boat?" The old man carried the boat to Taipan and invited.

"In this long river of blood, no one has come."

"Then I'll bother you." After hesitating, Tai Pan said politely, "Who is the senior, why is it here?"

"You junior, you are quite suspicious."

"Why don't you get on the boat for me!" The old man laughed and cursed. A roll of wormwood in his hand was gone. Taipan was already out of control and landed on the small boat.

The warm and sticky feeling spread from Taipan's soles to the whole body. Taipan lowered his head and discovered that this small boat was completely unsatisfied.

"Why don't you take a boat for me?" When Taipan was surprised, the old man had already stuffed the long artemisia in his hand into Taipan's hand. At this time, the boat suddenly shook and flowed along the waves towards the "Guixu".

Tai Pan had no time to think, so he grabbed the long wormwood in his hand and pushed it back, barely riding the small boat, away from the "Guixu". Before Tai Pan could breathe a sigh of relief, another wave came and carried the small boat to Guixu.

Seeing this, Taipan hurriedly supported the long artemisia, drove the small boat, and headed to the upper reaches of the long river of blood.

I don’t know what material this wormwood is made of. It is warm, but it does not have any weight. The power of the wormwood when it enters the water is exactly at the limit that Taipan can exert.

"Not bad, not bad!" I don't know how long it took, but it was in Taipan's eyes that the existence of "Guixu". Beside Taipan, the old man who sat aside after Taipan got on the boat, took out a book and a pen to write and paint, put away the banknotes and praised his birth.

"I really didn't expect that your experience as a junior was a bit surprising, which was enough for me to be bored for a while."

"I am in a good mood today. If you have any questions, please ask me if you have any questions." The old man spoke out.

At this time, Taipan no longer cared about the identity of the old man - he had all come on the boat. What's the point of entanglement with this?

Fortunately, the old man seemed to have no malicious intentions towards him.

"Any problem is OK?" Taipan's eyes moved.

"Of course." The old man said complacently, "As long as you dare to ask, I dare to answer. Of course, whether you dare to listen or not, what consequences will be after listening is not my business." The old man said with great expectation.

Only after Taipan suppressed his mind, he stopped his messy thoughts.

"Who is senior?" Taipan asked carefully.

“It’s really boring.”

“Everyone asks this question.”

The old man shook his head, "I am a strange man."

"Yinren?" Taipan frowned. He felt a sense of familiarity with these two words, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this name.
Chapter completed!