dead child, ghost carrying coffin

In Wanlong Mountain, the ancestral home of the Chang family.

The immortal Hu Qingshan and the white-clothed Chang Huaiyuan sat facing each other. Apart from them, there were no other living beings in the room.

Chang Huaiyuan lightly cupped his fists.

"Brother Qingshan, my younger brother invited you here today to ask for something."

Hu Qingshan smiled back.

"Brother Huaiyuan, although all of our five great immortal families are brothers and sisters, you and I are the closest in comparison."

"Just ask if you have something to do, and don't mention the word 'begging' in the future."

Chang Huaiyuan nodded.

"Brother Qingshan, do you still remember the blood feud between our Chang family back then?!"

When Hu Qingshan heard the words, his expression was solemn.

"Keep it in mind at all times!"

"Back then, your father and Lingtang were harmed by the demon way, and it was the common hatred of my entire Northern Kingdom's immortal family!"

Having said that, Hu Qingshan suddenly stopped.

"What?! My virtuous brother already knows the whereabouts of the enemy?!"

Chang Huaiyuan nodded deeply.

"To tell you the truth, Brother Qingshan, my younger brother has spent a lot of effort day and night to calculate recently, and finally has the approximate location of the enemy."

"It's just because I'm not proficient in the method of tracing people, I still can't find the specific location."

"Brother is invited to come here today, just to trouble you to help with the calculation!"

Speaking of this, Chang Huaiyuan's face was full of murderous intent.

The hatred that has been suppressed for more than 1000 years is finally on the verge of eruption at this moment!

Hu Qingshan also had a stern face.

"it is good!"

"Now that we have an approximate location, it shouldn't be difficult to find the exact location!"

"Brother Huaiyuan, I still need to ask for the relics left by my father so that I can use the secret art of 'Blood Stained Murder' for my brother!"

Since Hu Qingshan was invited, Chang Huaiyuan had already prepared a request.

Hearing this, he carefully took out a scale that shone with multicolored light from his bosom, which was the reverse scale left behind after his father was murdered.

Hu Qingshan first saluted Nilin respectfully, then took it with both hands and put it in front of his eyes.

"Heavenly decrees belong to my heart, nine heavens chase people's souls, three springs in my hands, and a long grass-inch heart."

"The blood feud has not been reported, it is difficult to be a filial person, beg the heaven and earth for mercy, and chase the thief with blood!"

"Pursue the murderer from thousands of miles, and hurry like a law!"

After reciting the mantra, Hu Qingshan slapped himself hard on the chest.

With a puff, the blood was spurted out, covering the entire reverse scale.

Ni Lin suddenly soared into the air, reflecting a large amount of blood.

A majestic building looms in the blood light, which is the first pass in the world - Shanhaiguan!

Then the picture rotated, and finally it was fixed on an inconspicuous Taoist temple.

It's a pity that it was blocked by bursts of blue light, and could no longer probe inside.

This was the first time in many years that he found the whereabouts of the enemies of the Chang family, so Hu Qingshan was naturally unwilling to give up.

So he gritted his teeth secretly, and slapped himself hard again.

With the blessing of the second mouthful of the heart's blood, the secret technique of "seeking evil with blood" finally broke through the blue light that enveloped the Taoist temple, and fell straight into it.

At this moment, Taoist Baimu, who was practicing with his eyes closed, woke up suddenly and looked up.

"Oh? Some people don't hesitate to waste their own cultivation to track down the whereabouts of the poor. Why?!"

Those who can use the secret technique of "seeking murder in blood" to find someone, it is definitely not for revenge.

Taoist Baimu, who is the closed disciple of Brain Devourer Qitu, is still very clear about this.

He didn't dare to neglect at all, and immediately cut off a strand of his hair with the sword, chewed it together with the incense ash, and sprayed it fiercely into the air.

"Tiangangdisha, demons and monsters, ghosts, five elements, and evil soldiers from all walks of life, poor Taoists uphold the Sanqing and respect the gods, all lords protect me!"

"Can't be checked, can't be clarified. Hurry up like a law, break it!"

I saw the broken hair turned into small silver swords, stabbing at the secret technique of "seeking murder in blood" in the air.

There was a crisp bang, and both sides collided and turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated.

Hu Qingshan in the ancestral land of the Chang family grunted as if being hit hard, almost fell down.

However, he was obviously unwilling to give up at this point, gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged, and raised his hand to perform the secret technique again.

Seeing this, Chang Huaiyuan immediately stopped it.

"Brother Qingshan, please stop, you have done enough for the little brother!"

Although Hu Qingshan was pale, he still insisted.

"My dear brother, don't stop me!"

"After thousands of years, I finally found my enemy. How can I be reconciled if I don't see the face of the real murderer!"

Chang Huaiyuan refused to let go.

"Brother, don't worry, knowing where the enemy's family is is enough for my little brother!"