mtl008 Chapter 258 Bone Spur
Chapter 258 Bone Spur
The Blood Son Trial is coming!
Only half a year left...
Zhao Qing and his aunt looked at each other, and they both handed their blood jades to Shuyue and Qinghuan for inspection.
"Time is very tight. The Blood Son Trial will begin in autumn, and the Eighth Walking Competition will begin at the end of the year."
There was a look of doubt in Qinghuan's phoenix eyes. She took out her blood jade and looked at it, somewhat puzzled.
Why were the master and Xiaoyi the only ones to receive the message?
Seeing Qinghuan's gaze, Zhao Qing was also stunned for a moment.
It is obvious that the message on the blood jade is not unique to Yongning Prefecture, but all the foundation-building disciples of Xueyi will receive it.
It was more like a unified notice, but Qinghuan was omitted.
She had just completed her foundation-building process these past two days and was now a cultivator at the foundation-building stage.
This anomaly quickly aroused the family's suspicion. Could it be that the owner of the Blood-Clothed Tower had left another opportunity for Qinghuan?
Zhao Qing's inevitable fantasy...
"That's not the case." The Yin Hua in his mind rippled slightly, and Si He explained softly.
"It's related to the Blood Robe Tower's inherited Dragon Seal. Qing Huan hasn't yet received the Azure Dragon Blood Codex of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and his natal blood jade hasn't been imprinted with the Dragon Seal. He can't be considered a Foundation Establishment disciple yet."
It turns out that Qing Huan's personal information has not been updated...
Zhao Qing relayed Si He's words: "I'll go to Senior Brother Liu later to receive the Dragon Carving inheritance."
……
The bedroom was a little dark, and the continuous drizzle made the air extremely fresh.
There was also a hint of fragrant scent mixed in it. Zhao Qing had been staying here with his wife for a long time, and now his body was full of sweetness.
Shuyue took out a new outer robe and prepared for her husband's trip. He was going to the Xueyi Tower to meet Liu Zijing.
Zhao Qing naturally would not hide the content of the message he had just received from his family.
The bed looked extremely messy. My aunt curled up her legs and casually placed them on Qinghuan, her slender waist raised like a bow.
There was a strand of hair between her red lips, and she couldn't tell whether it was Qinghuan's or her own... At this moment, she was frowning as she examined the three messages Zhao Qing received.
Hong Ning reminds you to pay attention to your own safety if you travel out of state.
This is inevitable. After all, to participate in the Blood Son Trial, one must arrive alive. If one goes to take a Blood Son quota from other states, he is likely to get into trouble.
Fortunately, Zhao Qing was only undergoing trials in western Liaoning and did not have these concerns.
But the message from the Sixth Blood Son Meng Xue was a little too urgent.
Let them all go to Blood God Peak early and wait...
The Blood Son Trial will not begin for another half a year, and the Jingzhe Banquet will be held in half a month. By then, Meng Xue can completely keep them at the Blood God Peak.
A special summons at this moment seems unnecessary.
Zhou Xiaoyi unconsciously revealed a serious expression, and she whispered, "It might be dangerous."
"Huh!?" Shuyue was stunned and looked sideways in confusion.
Zhao Qing's expression didn't change much. He had already guessed it when he saw Meng Xue's message.
My aunt stood up and took Qinghuan's shoulders, and the two of them leaned against the head of the bed...
"The Blood Son Trial begins in autumn, and the Blood God Peak Banquet is in Jingzhe. Meng Xue is worried that someone is secretly trying to trip you up."
"So we have to avoid the Jingzhe Feast and have Senior Brother Liu accompany us to be absolutely safe."
Zhao Qing nodded slightly.
He pondered and said, "In the Yongning Trial, only those eighty-odd Foundation Establishment disciples might have ulterior motives."
"The news must have spread during this period. They all know about the decision of the chosen blood son in Yongning Prefecture."
Wang Shuyue's expression gradually became solemn.
My aunt pondered and said, "This is somewhat different from the Danta Trial in Zizhu Tower."
"Back then, Zhao Qing was just an insignificant alchemist among countless others. No one cared about his itinerary."
"But in the current Blood Son Trial, he bears the Azure Dragon Seal, which has affected the future of other disciples."
The woman's brows were tightly furrowed, and her words left no room for doubt.
"Let's rush to Blood God Peak immediately!"
"Take Qinghuan to see Senior Brother Liu first. Shuyue and I will put away the formations and miscellaneous items at home, and make some arrangements with the cultivators in the merchant shop. After that, we will hand it over to Zeng Nianke for placement."
"Leave within half a day..."
Zhao Qingshen nodded in agreement. Since there was news from Meng Xue, she must have informed Liu Zijing. There should be no problem in asking him to send his family to Liaoxi.
Without saying any more nonsense, he just put his arm around Qinghuan's slender waist and left the house and flew into the wind.
A small apricot-yellow boat appeared in the sky above Huashu Lane and headed straight for the Xueyi Tower.
Zhao Qing gradually tensed up his mind, realizing that among the eighty-five foundation-building disciples in Yongning Prefecture, except for his aunt, each one could pose a threat.
heavily clouded.
The continuous drizzle slanted past my eyes, like a string of pearl curtains hanging from the sky.
The wind whistled in her ears, and Qing Huan's hair was ravaged by the strong wind. She stared at the nearby Blood Clothes Shop and whispered to the owner: "Be careful... Shen Mo."
Zhao Qing looked at the woman in surprise, chuckled, pinched her wrist, and asked her to relax a little.
Their family members all have high-level protective talismans on them, which can block many ordinary Jindan realm attacks. Even if Shen Mo really has ulterior motives, he will not pose any threat.
In his opinion, the person he should be more worried about is Liu Zijing... What if he wants to help Shen Mo get rid of him?
Thinking of this, Zhao Qing couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
After all, apart from one's own family, other cultivators only know their appearance but not their true heart.
It was a rainy day, and many wandering cultivators stopped outside the trading shop to stare, wondering which senior master was flying across the shop in a spirit boat.
A man and a woman flew across the sky together and arrived here.
The vermilion-painted pavilion in front of me is tall and majestic, and raindrops fall on the eaves.
"Guest Zhao!"
A woman came to greet him, wearing a moonlit skirt with diagonal stitches and light crimson patches, looking very friendly.
Zhao Qing stopped to examine it and nodded slightly: "Miss Shang, please go ahead and take care of it. We will go see the shopkeeper."
He held Qing Huan's wrist as they passed by the female cultivator and stepped onto the ancient wooden stairs on the side of the business hall...
When he and his aunt first arrived at Changshengfang, it was Shang Chan who received them. Since then, every time they met, the other party always addressed him as Zhao Keqing.
As for the things like guarding the blood sons and walking, it was still too far-fetched for the receptionist female cultivator of the Blood Robe Tower.
……
The third floor of the Blood Robe Building.
The majestic blood energy gathered and dissipated, whistling like the breath of a bloodthirsty demon.
The drifting traces of blood almost evolved into substance and gathered in the woman's heart.
Gu Qinghuan placed the blood jade seal in his hand on the dragon carving, accepting the blood code inheritance of the foundation-building stage...
"Junior sister, such a foundation in Taoism is probably extremely rare even in the Purple Pearl Holy Land."
Liu Zijing felt the movements of Gu Qinghuan while he was practicing, and commented with a sigh.
Zhao Qing was also a little surprised. The blood energy emanating from Qinghuan was much stronger than his own. Even with the help of the thirteen-inch Taoist foundation, there shouldn't be such a movement.
He sent a telepathic message: "Don't be impatient."
Gu Qinghuan was of course anxious. She was afraid that she would delay the trip, so she was enduring excruciating pain and forcing herself to practice the new technique.
Driven by the Heart-burning Divine Ability, the spiritual energy and blood in the meridians are like arrows shot from a bow. The exercises that originally took several hours to circulate throughout the body can now be completed in just a few sticks of incense.
Shen Mo held the teacup in both hands and said with a smile: "In the Blood Son Trial in half a year, I'm afraid Qinghuan will have a chance to make a name for himself."
Zhao Qing did not comment, but directly took out Meng Xue's communication jade and gave it to Liu Zijing for inspection.
"Senior brother."
"Senior Sister Meng asked me to go to Blood God Peak early and wait."
Liu Zijing was already prepared. He scanned the communication jade with his spiritual sense and nodded, "I already know."
"Whenever you want to leave, I can escort you and your family to Liao."
Seeing that Liu Zijing agreed and Shen Mo didn't seem to have any intention of attacking him, Zhao Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Junior brother plans to... set off now!"
He smiled a little embarrassedly. Liu Zijing was, after all, a Blood Robe disciple who ruled a country. To be ordered around like this was actually a bit excessive...
As expected, Liu Zijing was a little surprised when he heard this.
"So eager?"
I don’t want to do that either!
Zhao Qing smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Sister Meng might be afraid that other disciples might attack me."
"Will not."
Shen Mo frowned and shook his head slowly: "We, the Yongning Blood Clothes, are of the same blood. A few days ago, I stayed in Qixia for a while, and several of my junior brothers were just a little envious of you."
Zhao Qing pondered, "If there are cultivators from other states who want to be Yongning's blood son... I would also be a stumbling block to them."
Liu Zijing smiled and sighed, without commenting.
This Junior Brother Zhao is a bit too cautious. He's about to become a Blood Son. Who would take such a huge risk to snipe someone with the Azure Dragon in his life?
Not to mention that there is rarely any infighting among disciples of the same lineage, even during the period of the Lanqingji Secret Realm, cultivators from outside Yongning Prefecture were not allowed to enter.
"Okay, after Qing Huan finishes his training, we'll set off."
Silently, the door to the inheritance quiet room opened, and Gu Qinghuan stepped out with a smile: "Senior Brother Liu, Qinghuan's side is over."
Liu Zijing and Shen Mo were slightly moved and looked at each other in silence.
Zhao Qing sighed secretly and took Qing Huan into his arms: "Brother, Shu Yue and Xiao Yi are already waiting in Hua Shu Lane..."
As some tea spilled onto the wooden table, his words came to an abrupt end.
The earth...
It's shaking!
The sudden change made Zhao Qing lose his mind for a moment, as if he felt the fear of being dominated by the beast tide of Shouyun Mountain again.
With his spiritual sense imprints covering dozens of miles, he could clearly sense... that what was shaking was not the commercial building, not the Changshengfang, but the entire Songshan County!
Before she knew it, his strong arms were tightly wrapped around Qinghuan's waist.
Shen Mo stared at the spilled tea and asked doubtfully, "Is it an earthquake?"
Liu Zijing gradually frowned and also extended his spiritual sense to search...
It wasn't just them who felt the commotion; all the cultivators in Changshengfang were a little surprised.
My aunt and Shuyue instantly received a message from Zhao Qing, asking them to stay in Huashu Lane and not to panic.
The gloomy sky seemed to have lowered a little, and heavy rain poured down.
On the long, crisscrossing streets, the wandering cultivators were chatting with each other.
"Friend Ma!"
"Friend Ma, what's wrong with you?!"
Ma Lian's eyes were dull as he silently recalled what had just happened. He said to the people traveling with him, "I am from Wu'an County."
"Eleven years ago, I felt this kind of power..."
"Sword God Lu, cut Nan Ze with your sword!"
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Songshanfang was dead silent.
The torrential rain cannot wash away the blood color between heaven and earth.
The independent cultivators who had been fighting and vying for supremacy, and the Sun and Zheng families who had stirred up the storm—all had turned into dead souls.
A man with an indifferent expression, one hand behind his back, walked slowly across the broken bricks and tiles... The blood rain could not get close to him.
The original manor of Zhao Qing's family had long been razed to the ground by the sharp sword light.
But after the formation that obscured his spiritual consciousness was destroyed, Lu Qing did not find any living creature in it.