Chapter 1017 Blood Immortality

When Xiao Linger thought that those people below were actually using living people as sacrifices, she felt a chill all over her body. She subconsciously leaned towards Xiao Chen and tried to lower her voice, saying, "Those people... must be evil cultivators of the devil sect."

"No."

Xiao Chen's eyes were fixed, and he stared at the blood altar below without moving, and he said with concentration, "Those people... are people from the Xuanmen. ”

“Xuanmen Xiuxian…”

When Leng Baihu heard that it was a cultivator from Xuanmen, his mind went blank. Shouldn’t a cultivator bless the people? How could he sacrifice with the blood of mortals… ✻

Just then, a rumbling earthquake came from below. The blood pools under the altars were churning. A thick bloody smell filled the air. Even from the hillside, he could smell the disgusting smell.

“This…”

Seeing the blood pools surging below, Leng Baihu felt even colder. How many people’s blood would be needed to form these blood pools?

“Boom! "

With a loud rumbling sound, except for the three old men on the large altar in the east, the other disciples on the altar quickly avoided it, but upon closer inspection, there was a talisman on the back of the heads of those disciples.

Looking at the blood pool under the east altar, a stone pillar suddenly rose up, and blood flowers scattered. On the stone pillar was a red furnace. After the blood spilled, four blood pills in the furnace had already taken shape.

The blood pill was like a human heart, still beating slowly. The three old men stared at the stone pillar, and next to the three of them, there was actually a cushion, but there was no one on it.

"It's done... The pill is finally done! "

At this moment, there was an indescribable excitement on the faces of the three people, especially the old man in green in the middle. When he saw the stone pillar rising, his eyes never moved away. He slowly stood up, and at this moment even his hands began to tremble slightly.

"It's done, it's finally done..."

With endless joy in his voice, the old man in green stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand, and the four blood pills in the cauldron flew out immediately, "thump, thump" like a heart beating, and there were blood on them.

"The pill is done, let the fourth junior brother come!"

The old man in green was full of joy and caught two blood pills, while the other two blood pills were in the hands of the other two old men behind him.

"Tap...tap...tap..."

Just then, cold footsteps sounded at the altar behind the three people. The three turned around and saw an old man in purple clothes coming over, but his face was not very good.

"Fourth junior brother...you are here! ”

The green-clothed old man was delighted and quickly handed him a blood pill. “Look! This Transformation Pill is finally made! After so many years, it’s finally made…”

“Finally made…is it?”

The purple-clothed old man was not as excited as the three of them. Instead, he looked a little cold.

The atmosphere on the altar also became stagnant. The green-clothed old man looked at him with his eyebrows slightly locked. “This Transformation Pill is finally made. Now the four of us brothers have hope for immortality, but Junior Brother…what happened to you tonight?”

“I hope for immortality, hehe…”

The purple-clothed old man sneered, looked at the blood-stained blood pill in the green-clothed old man’s hand, and looked at the blood pool around him. Suddenly, he laughed sadly. “I hope for immortality, haha! I hope for immortality…this is the Transformation Pill that you made with the blood of countless people…”

“What do you mean, Junior Brother? "

At this time, an old man in red stood up. His eyes were cold and he seemed to have a cold murderous aura.

"What do you mean?"

The old man in purple smiled coldly, pointed at the blood pool around the altar, looked at him and said word by word, "You use mortals to make pills and sacrifice their blood for the so-called immortality? "

Hearing this, Xiao Ling'er and Leng Baihu on the hillside were shocked. These people... They actually used living people to make pills!

For a moment, both of them felt a little dizzy. Leng Baihu couldn't believe what he saw, and even Xiao Ling'er couldn't believe it. For the so-called immortality, they actually used living people to make pills. This was even more terrifying than the people in the magic way. Is it really something that people in the Xuanmen did...

At this moment, Xiao Chen's expression did not change at all, and he only stared at the altar.

On the altar, the purple-clothed old man sneered, and the green-clothed old man sighed and lowered his head and said, "Junior brother... Don't say anything more. Now we have finally refined this Huafan Pill. As long as we take the pill, we can enter the fairy valley and find the Worry-free Flower. From then on, we will have immortality... Everything will be over, isn't it? "

At the end of his words, he raised his head and stared at the junior brother in front of him.

"Until now, all you think about is immortality, hahahaha..."

The purple-clothed old man laughed sadly, pointing to the blood pools around the altar, and said word by word, "For more than ten years, you have deceived them into entering the immortal gate and cultivating immortality, but in the end you used them to refine this living pill..."

"So what!"

Suddenly, the old man in red said coldly, "Mortals also want to cultivate immortality, it's just a foolish dream! They are willing to come here, that's their own choice!"

"Own choice, hehe..."

The old man in purple laughed sadly, and the old man in green sighed, "Can you please stop arguing? For more than ten years, aren't everything we have done for today? Now that the Transformation Pill has finally been refined, as long as you take After taking the elixir, we can enter the Immortal Valley... Alas!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and swallowed a blood pill, but when he swallowed it, he closed his eyes tightly. It was obvious that he was struggling and suffering in his heart at this moment. After all, it was made with the blood of countless mortals.

"snort!"

The old man in red snorted coldly and put the blood pill into his mouth, but unlike the old man in green, he swallowed it in one gulp without any change on his face.

Another person also took the blood pill, and now only the old man in purple was left without taking the medicine. The old man in green sighed, walked a few steps forward, and handed the blood pill to him: "Junior brother, take the medicine. Tomorrow, at midnight, We can enter the Immortal Valley. Only with immortality, you and I will have infinite possibilities in the future, and can we reach the legendary realm of immortality in the ten directions..."

"Eternal life, haha..."

The old man in purple clothes smiled sadly, but at this moment he took two steps back outside the altar, looked at the blood pool around him, and said coldly, "If immortality is paved with blood all over the ground, then don't do it!"

After saying that, he turned around and strode out of the altar. When the old man in green saw him leaving, he was suddenly startled and stretched out his hand, "Junior brother! What are you doing? Where are you going... come back!"

The old man in purple stopped and turned his head slightly. At this moment, his eyes were resolute and he said coldly, "We have different paths and we don't want to conspire with each other. This is the end of our friendship in this life. Three senior brothers, please cherish it from now on." After that, , strode outside the altar.

"Junior brother... come back!"

The old man in green clothes shouted hard, but the old man in purple clothes still insisted not to look back. In the end, the old man in green clothes shook his head and sighed, closing his eyes, with a look of indescribable pain on his face.

"ah!"

Just when he closed his eyes and sighed, a scream suddenly came from the altar. After hearing the sound, the old man in green immediately opened his eyes, only to see that a bloody flying sword had been inserted into the old man in purple, and he fell to the ground. In the pool of blood, his body was covered with blood, and the person who issued the sword was actually the old man in red standing next to him.

"Junior brother...what are you doing!"

The old man in green clothes was in disbelief, shocked and angry. However, the old man in red clothes had cold eyes from beginning to end. He looked at the old man in purple clothes who fell on the altar and said coldly, "He knows too much. If he goes out like this, , Not to mention what would happen if the sect leader knew about it, if outsiders knew that you and I were refining the 'Living Pill' here as mortals, I'm afraid the whole world would not be able to tolerate you and me..."

After hearing what he said, the angry look on the old man's face slowly disappeared. When he looked at the old man in purple who was lying on the ground, there was an indescribable pain in his eyes.

"snort!"

The old man in red snorted coldly and walked out of the altar. The murderous aura on his body became more and more intense. "In these years, you just did nothing. Now that the Transformation Pill is put to your mouth, you still don't know." At any rate, you are seeking death yourself..."

"Uh, you...you..."

The old man in purple clothes had blood in his mouth and wanted to use his energy, but he was suppressed to death by the blood-red flying sword on his body. It was obvious that the flying sword was extremely powerful and he was also severely injured. There was no way he could belong to the old man in red clothes anymore. opponent.

"Since you don't want to accept this offer of immortality, then die!"

The old man in red's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he used all his strength, and struck the old man in purple with a palm on his head. With a "bang", the latter immediately bleeded from all his orifices, and immediately lost his breath.

"Junior brother..."

On the altar, the old man in green was still trembling, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale. The bright red blood pill in his hand also rolled down, and rolled along the altar to the body of the old man in purple.

The old man in red stretched out his hand, put the flying sword into his sleeve, turned around, looked at the two people on the altar, and said, "I have dealt with this person. Now, no one in the world will know that we refine living pills." For one thing, senior brother can enjoy this eternal life with peace of mind..."

"well……"

The old man in green gave a long sigh, unwilling to take another look, and flew out of the altar with his feet, and the man behind him immediately followed.

"snort."

Looking at the direction in which the two people were leaving, the old man in red snorted coldly, and then turned into a ray of light and flew up. The disciples who had been controlled by Fu Yan also followed. The entire altar was surrounded by It became deathly silent again.

At this time, on the hillside, Xiao Chen held Xiao Ling'er from behind, covering her mouth with his right hand. He waited until the breath of the three people completely disappeared before slowly letting go of her.

Xiao Ling'er almost screamed when she just saw the old man in red killing the old man in purple. Fortunately, Xiao Chen covered her mouth from behind in time, otherwise if the three people discovered them, the consequences would be absolutely disastrous. .

At this time, Xiao Ling'er's eyes were still red, her face was slightly pale, and her body was trembling slightly. As for Leng Baihu next to her, she also seemed to be frightened, looking motionless down there. At this time, she only repeated in her mind: A voice sounded. This is the world of cultivation, the cruel, bloody, real world of cultivation...

After a long time, the bloody light in the sky gradually dissipated, and the bright moon was still bright, but Leng Baihu was no longer the same Leng Baihu as before.

"Brother Wuchen..."

I saw him turn around, his face turned pale, and he muttered to himself, "They, they actually used mortals to make elixirs..."

At this point, he raised his head again, looked at Xiao Chen whose face had never changed, and said, "They are so cruel... Why, why is Brother Wu Chen not surprised at all?"

"What you saw tonight is the cruel side of the cultivation world. In this case, do you still want to cultivate immortals?"

Xiao Chen looked at him quietly, motionless. At this moment, his mind recalled his young self.

At that time, he hoped so much to be able to cultivate immortals in Xuanqing Sect, not for anything else, just to beat Zhao Wangsun, just to be able to take his mother to a farther place one day...

But he never thought that this road to cultivation was paved with blood.

The night was quiet again. Xiao Chen took a deep breath and stopped thinking about the past. He said to Leng Baihu, "You stay up there and watch her. I'll go down to see if she's still alive."

"Brother Wu Chen..."

"Brother..."

Just as he was about to use his Qinggong to fly to the altar at the foot of the mountain, Leng Baihu and Xiao Ling'er reached out and grabbed him at the same time. It seemed that no matter whether he had any skills or not, the two people behind him could only feel at ease with him around, especially after seeing the terrible scene just now.