Chapter 63 Blood Slave
"Master Hidena?"
Su Mo punched the man and sent him flying. He suddenly looked at Luo Zhen and said, "Did you see clearly? Are you sure?"
"Just now his face was all red, so I couldn't recognize him . But after the fight, the blood on his body was blown away by his internal force, so I could see clearly. This person is definitely the Tibetan Taoist priest!"
Luo Zhen was also surprised: "How come this Tibetan Master has learned all the martial arts of the Youquan Sect?"
Even as he was speaking, the Tibetan master who had been knocked flying suddenly stood up again.
His body was as stiff as a puppet, his eyes were bloodshot, but there was not a trace of human emotion.
With a wave of his hands and a move, he flew forward again and attacked, as if he didn't care about the injuries he had suffered at all.
"You bastard!"
Luo Zhen's face darkened: "They want to make the Tibetan Taoist priest into a blood slave!"
The corner of Su Mo's mouth twitched. He didn't know why this hidden master seemed to have recognized him.
The claws were treacherous and sharp, and were wrapped in the internal force of the Blood Transformation Art, making them extremely difficult to deal with.
It would be fine if I could be ruthless, but the appearance of this hidden real person is so strange that it is not appropriate to kill him directly. I have to deal with it first and find a way to take him down.
However, after a few more moves, Su Mo discovered that the moves of this hidden master seemed sharp, but were actually extremely rigid.
After finishing a set of moves, the next step was still the same as before, without any changes as desired.
With a thought, he immediately gave up the Seven Injury Fist and switched to the Da Kai Yang San Shou. With a flick of his five fingers, the Tibetan Master's next move came again, but Su Mo took advantage of the opportunity, went straight into his abdomen, and pressed several acupoints on his chest in succession.
Then he circled around and came behind the man, holding his neck and pushing him to the ground.
At this point, the Tibetan Master's body was still shaking, but he had no strength to resist.
Luo Zhen also came up to him now, stretched out his hands and sealed several acupuncture points of Zangming Zhenren again, and only when Zangming Zhenren was completely motionless did he breathe a sigh of relief: "Good fellow, you old thing is so old, how come your bones are still so hard? You were almost turned into a thing that is neither human nor ghost, and it is still so troublesome to fight.
“But looking at his appearance, it is clear that he has not been completely turned into a blood slave. Otherwise, it would not be just the Blood Transformation Divine Art, but the Ruyi Qi of this Tibetan Taoist.”
Su Mo glanced at Luo Zhen and asked, "What is a blood slave?"
Luo Zhen smacked his lips and then said, "I told you before that the Youquan Sect has two divisions, three flags and six orders. Let's not talk about the two divisions and three flags for now. The six orders are the Soul Chasing Order, the Demanding Order, the Body Seizing Order, the Blood Transformation Order, the Blood Burning Order, and the Blood Coagulation Order.
“The functions of the first three orders are different. For example, I have mentioned the body possession order before.
“The last three commands correspond to the three martial arts in the Youquan Sutra.
"They are the Blood Transformation Divine Art, the Hell-Burning Art, and the Blood-Coagulating Rebirth Art...
“The effects of these three magic skills are also different, but they all have one characteristic, which is that they can use the treacherous methods in the Nether Spring Sutra to turn people into blood slaves who are neither human nor ghost, neither dead nor alive.
"Once a blood slave has achieved success, he will obey his master's orders without hesitation, but he will still be able to retain his original martial arts skills, and his words and actions will not be .
"There is only one thing, there must be a master beside the blood slave. Otherwise, it will be like a puppet without anyone pulling the strings. Its movements will naturally be chaotic and rigid, and some may even be unable to move at all.
"Although I don't know the main process of refining blood slaves, but looking at the appearance of the Tibetan Taoist, he has clearly lost his mind. If this continues, I'm afraid it's only a matter of time before he becomes a blood slave."
Su Mo licked his teeth as he listened.
He wasn't shocked by the blood slaves or anything like that.
There are so many strange things in the world, especially those things from the underworld. The people in Yinshan are extremely good at playing tricks.
There was even a sect that used strange means to refine living people.
It is said that fear is used as fuel to repeatedly torture people, erase their emotions and pain, and turn them into living dead.
He will not be defeated by pain, nor burdened by emotions. He can still unleash his killing moves even if his limbs are cut off, and he will resolutely carry out every order he receives.
They called it the Living Wooden Man.
But later this method was burned by someone, and the sect was also burned down.
Since the Youquan Sect has been able to operate east of Dongcheng for so many years and has never been wiped out by the Splendid Dongcheng, it is clear that the Youquan Sect is extraordinary.
The Youquan Sutra is a treasured book of the religion. No matter how strange the martial arts recorded in it are, Su Mo can understand them.
What really made him speechless was:
"How could it be the Tibetan man?"
He came all this way not to find the hidden master, but to find Liu Suifeng.
How come when they arrived at the place, Liu Suifeng didn't find him, but instead found the hidden master first?
Luo Zhen obviously couldn't answer this question, so he just grabbed one of the Tibetan Master's arms and used his inner strength to pass it into his body. After a moment, he showed a happy expression:
"The Blood-Transforming Qi in his body can be forced out! This old Taoist priest has been tortured by this Blood-Transforming Qi for who knows how long. He was about to lose the position, but we arrived just in time. If we were a step later, I'm afraid there would be no way to save him."
He immediately reached out and helped the Tibetan master up, pressed his palm on his back, and slowly injected his internal force into him.
Su Mo turned and looked at Yang Xiaoyun.
Yang Xiaoyun nodded slightly.
Just now, when the Hidden Name Master made his move, Yang Xiaoyun was pulled behind Su Mo. The girl did not rush out to help, but assembled a silver spear and was on guard all around.
Liu Qingkong said that there are important people guarding this place .
When Su Mo was fighting with someone, he was of course keeping his eyes and ears open, but if he was careless, wouldn't it be extremely dangerous?
Therefore, she simply watched the enemy plunder from the side.
Nodding at this time means that there was nothing unusual just now.
Su Mo's expression was a little strange.
Then he looked the Tibetan master up and down.
They had taken in the entire place as they walked along the way.
I have basically checked all the places where people can hide.
This is the last place, but Liu Suifeng is not there.
It seems that Liu Suifeng is most likely no longer in Yuliu Villa.
Liu Qingkong said that a month and a half ago, the Tibetan Taoist came to Yuliu Villa to visit Liu Suifeng. As a result, the sword marks in the room still had sword energy.
Now Liu Suifeng's whereabouts are unknown, but Zangming Zhenren is being locked up here to be refined into a blood slave.
It is almost obvious who the person who was invited by Xuanji Valley to discuss the matter is.
The Ghost King of Yinshan received an invitation to find the Yougu Valley in Fenhui Mountain a few months ago.
Two months ago, Liu Suifeng encountered a master of Youquan Sect on the Jianghu Road. After returning, he wrote a letter and headed to Xuanji Valley...
So, before this, had changes already occurred in Xuanji Valley?
As his thoughts turned to each other, he saw the blood and energy boiling around the Tibetan Taoist. His hands involuntarily stretched out to both sides, and layers of true energy from the Blood Transformation Art burst out from his palms.
But in the blink of an eye, all his emotions were released.
He took a deep breath, like a drowning man suddenly finding a breath, opened his eyes and looked around blankly:
"Where...where is this?"
