A few days later, Leng 17 finally rushed back to the sub Pavilion of Yinfeng ridge.
His trip to the magic spirit secret place was carried out secretly. No one in the sub Pavilion knew except wind killing Mo and ice war.
When it comes to ice war, Leng seventeen also doubts it.
Now the spiritual fantasy world of Leng 17 has been repaired, and the memory in God's dream palace has also been restored. He has remembered that bingshang entered the God's dream palace earlier than everyone else!
To say that the change of God's dream hall has nothing to do with ice war, Leng seventeen doesn't believe it.
In his opinion, either bingshang inadvertently opened the different space, or bingshang deliberately did it.
Of course, cold seventeen prefers the former.
He entered the sub cabinet with all kinds of thoughts.
The sub Pavilion is still as busy as before. The changes in the magic spirit secret realm do not seem to affect the blood clothes Pavilion, and even there are more tasks than before.
Leng Shiqi politely asked a person around him, "is the big Pavilion leader here?"
"Yes."
"Thank you."
Then Leng Shiqi went straight to the stone Hall of Dage leader and said, "disciple Leng Shiqi, please see Dage leader."
Inside, even when the voice of the wind killing strangers came out, "enter!"
Leng seventeen took a deep breath and walked into the hall. He didn't expect that Feng Sha Mo was standing at the door. At the moment, he was staring at Leng seventeen.
Although fengsha Mo wears a mask, Leng seventeen can clearly feel each other's surprise.
"I thought you were dead." Feng Sha Mo said this sentence in a complex tone.
Leng Shiqi's identity is extremely sensitive. If he dies in the magic spirit secret realm, even if Feng Shamo is the personal disciple of the pavilion master and also serves as the leader of one side of the pavilion, he can't escape the heavy responsibility.
Originally, this magical secret place was to be opened for about ten days. Counting the back and forth time, Leng 17 couldn't come back in twenty days, so Feng Sha Mo went to do his own business.
But a few days ago, Feng Shamo suddenly got the news that the magic secret land had collapsed!
He hurried back and mobilized the intelligence network of the whole East County to look for the trace of Leng 17.
But the result was no news.
Feng Sha Mo really thought Leng seventeen was dead. These two days he was thinking about reducing the punishment.
But then Leng seventeen ran back by himself!
How can this make the wind kill Mo not surprised?
The reason why fengsha Mo didn't find the trace of Leng 17 is that he came to find Leng 17 according to the identity of "Zuo Qiuyu". However, Leng 17 came back with the appearance of "old man surnamed Liu", and the two were perfectly staggered.
Hearing the words of the wind killing Mo, Leng 17 didn't know what to say at once. He had to hug his fist and say, "I'm lucky to live up to my life and return to God for Dage tie."
While talking, Leng Shiqi took out nine divine dream spirit stones from the mustard bag. It is of no use to him and there is no need to keep it.
Feng Sha Mo was slightly surprised at first. He took the divine dream spirit stone and said, "it's good if you can come back alive."
Leng Shiqi replied, "thank you for your concern."
"Give me your identity token."
Leng seventeen knew that it was Feng Shamo who wanted to exchange blood drops for him, and immediately handed his identity token with both hands.
Sure enough, Feng Sha Mo directly drew 900 blood drops to Leng 17. Now his blood drops have 1120 points, which is enough for him to be promoted to blood clothes killer!
This is what he wants most!
"Cold seventeen." at this time, the tone of the wind killing Mo suddenly became very dignified.
"Disciple is here." Leng Shiqi had a hunch that what Feng Sha Mo would say next would be a showdown.
Feng Sha Mo said, "you know your identity best, but have you ever thought about why zongmen will spend countless resources and energy to cultivate you?"
"I'm stupid."
All along, Leng Shiqi has been thinking about this problem. He has also made many kinds of guesses, but he has never completely figured it out.
Feng Sha Mo continued: "you also know the rules of our door. You are not allowed to participate in any heaven and earth opportunities. You can only be a sword in the hands of others.
But!
No one is willing to be a weapon for others to use!
If this continues, the bloody Pavilion will always stay where it is. Master, the old man doesn't want it, nor do I. I believe you won't want it.
So the blood clothes Pavilion wants to break the shackles trapped in the body and soar to the sky!
But it's not easy to talk about. Once we really ignore the hidden rules, we are bound to be besieged by countless sects, and there is only one way to perish in the end.
Thus, a plan was formed, which we call the blood fog Island plan. "
Hearing this, Leng seventeen finally understood the origin of blood fog island and felt the ambition of blood clothes Pavilion! But at the same time, a bigger question appeared in his mind.
That is, he and Gu San, Yushu and ferocious Ming can break the shackles of blood clothes pavilion?
He couldn't help thinking, "this is too high on us."
In his mind, even if the four of them sing all the way and practice to the unity of heaven and man, what can they do even in the Tianyuan realm?
You should know that there are five strong people in the Tianyuan realm in the blood clothes Pavilion. What can they do that they can't do? Why do you think Leng seventeen can do it?
Feng Sha Mo seemed to see Leng 17's doubts. He said: "as for how to arrange you in the future, you will naturally know at that time.
You only need to know one thing now, that is, the future blood clothes Pavilion will be carried forward in your and my hands and stand on the top of the mainland! "
Speaking of this, Feng Sha Mo exudes towering ambition!
Leng seventeen also keenly grasped the code words in Feng Sha Mo's words. He wanted Leng seventeen to stand in line and stand in the team of Feng Sha Mo!
Leng Shiqi pondered for a moment and said, "I obey the arrangement of the sect."
As soon as the wind killed Mo's breath, he looked at Leng seventeen and didn't speak. He also heard the meaning of Leng seventeen's words. He said: "now your cultivation is a spiritual realm, and there are enough blood drops. You can be promoted to a blood clothes killer.
It's just that you have to go to the general pavilion to promote the killer in blood clothes. I hope you can go and come back soon. "
Leng Shiqi immediately thought that his cheap master had promised that he would give him a fortune as long as he broke through the spiritual realm within a year.
Then I'm afraid he won't come back in a short time, but he still said, "I'll follow the orders of the grand cabinet."
"Go down."
"I'm leaving."
Leng seventeen withdrew from the stone hall, but the words of the wind killing Mo just now kept circling in his heart, and he kept flashing all kinds of ideas.
Finally, he sighed slightly, "Alas, the inside of the bloody Pavilion is not calm. Forget it, don't think much. Fortunately, Feng Sha Mo didn't ask about the inheritance of the skill."
Then he went to a corner of the hall, where the intelligence of the sub cabinet gathered.