Since it was a blood-drinking sword, Mo Qin planned to use the blood as a guide to find it in a formation.
Fortunately, she also read a lot of books at Qingyu Peak and learned a lot.
Although it will take some effort, you can probably find it.
With this in mind, she locked herself in the room as soon as she returned to the palace.
In a realm where spiritual energy is relatively thin, the replenishment speed after consuming spiritual energy is originally much slower.
Not to mention such a blood-based formation.
After the formation was completed, Mo Qin cut his finger and blood dripped into the center of the formation.
The formation reacted immediately, and the curve outlining the sword-seeking formation emitted a crystal-white light, making Mo Qin's little face look pale.
Not long after, Mo Qin felt the general direction of the sword and was about to stop, but found that he couldn't stop.
The wound on the fingertip seemed to be unhealed, and a thin line of blood poured out from the wound, heading towards the center of the array continuously.
Mo Qin immediately forcibly interrupted the formation. Fortunately, it was successful this time.
In an instant, blood surged in his body, and a fishy-sweet smell surged into his throat.
Just finding this sword requires so much effort.
Can she really stop Bai Yu from getting the sword?
Maybe she should think of another way?
Wait until he gets the sword...
boom--
While she was thinking about it, the door was suddenly pushed open from outside.
Chang Qing stood at the door with a dark face and an anxious expression. When he saw Mo Qin's pale face, a surge of anger arose in his heart.
His tone was low, as if he was suppressing something, "What are you doing?"
The vague smell of blood lingering in the room disturbed his nerves.
snap——
A drop of blood from Mo Qin's fingertip fell to the ground, and the small sound was clearly audible to both of them.
Chang Qing walked forward in three or two steps, reaching out to see Mo Qin's wounds.
Mo Qin immediately stepped back and avoided Chang Qing's extended hand.
Seeing that this man's face was getting worse and worse, Mo Qin couldn't help but explain:
"Fellow Taoist, men and women are not intimate with each other."
I don't even know if I should laugh or be angry now.
For the sake of a broken sword, he injured himself, but he still reminded him that he would not be kissed.
Mo Qin took out a spirit-boosting pill and ate it, adjusting his breath and luck, and his complexion improved significantly with the naked eye.
Seeing that she really seemed fine, he calmed down a little.
Thinking of his current status, he suppressed his desire to teach others a lesson.
It doesn't matter, save it first.
Wait until later. Slowly, slowly, calculate!
Seeing that Mo Qin had almost recovered, Chang Qing revealed the news he knew.
"I looked around just now. I'm afraid the entire capital is in a huge formation, and the center of this formation is the imperial palace."
"It can be seen that...someone wants to use the people of the entire imperial city as a guide to sacrifice the sword."
The people of the entire imperial city sacrificed their swords.
What a generous act.
Wait, sword sacrifice?
Isn’t it unblocking?
Mo Qin immediately told the location of the sword that he had just perceived, "I know where the sword is, follow me!"
With that said, the person had already ran out.
Chang Qing also followed out immediately.
The two of them arrived at a relatively remote area to the west of the palace. The palace seemed to have been deserted for a long time. The plaque on the door hung crookedly and there were many spider webs on it.
In the ruined palace, Mo Qin accurately found the mechanism, and a one-meter-wide secret passage appeared in front of him.
The secret passage was dim and lightless, and a puff of dusty air came to my face, mixed with an unpleasant smell.
Mo Qin took out a luminous pearl for illumination, and the two entered the secret passage and went down the stairs.
The secret passage leads to an underground palace.
The underground palace is huge, and I don’t know how big it is.
The deeper you go, the unpleasant smell begins to smell like blood.
The rich fishy stench was also frighteningly aggressive, as if the body was covered with a sticky and disgusting mesh.
It wraps the person tightly in it. The more he breaks free, the tighter he is tied. It's like dragging the prey into the swamp bit by bit, strangulating and devouring him.
Mo Qin frowned and took out a silk handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose. Seeing Chang Qing who was motionless at the side, she handed another silk handkerchief to Chang Qing.
Then the luminous pearl shone brightly, and Chang Qing saw a few bamboo leaves embroidered on one corner of the silk handkerchief.
The light fragrance and the blessing of magic completely covered up the unpleasant smell.
The sound of small running water echoed in the silent underground palace.
Something was flowing happily along the wall and along the tunnel.
It wasn't until he saw dark red liquid flowing in the narrow ditch that he was sure it was blood.
How much blood must be used to achieve such an effect? These ditches are like blood vessels in the human body, continuously transporting donated blood to an important central area.
The two of them followed the direction of blood flow and came to a stone door.
There was a barrier outside the stone gate as a barrier. Mo Qin tried it. The spiritual energy hit the barrier of the barrier, making a dull collision sound. The barrier flashed twice and then returned to normal.
She couldn't break the barrier at all.
Also, if Bai Yu could easily break through what Bai Yu had prepared for so long, as a monk in the early stage of the golden elixir, then Bai Yu might as well just get the box lunch.
Chang Qing also tried it pretendingly, but of course there was no change in the barrier.
There is more than one road here, but the doors on both sides are not as big as this, and the blood does not flow inside.
Mo Qin looked at the surrounding doors and suggested:
"We'd better take a look around, maybe we can find another way."
Of course Chang Qing had no objection, but before taking action, he also took out a luminous pearl:
"There are three small doors here, why don't we act separately?"
Hearing this, Mo Qin was stunned, as if he didn't understand why this man said he wanted to separate.
But he didn't say anything, he just nodded, "Be careful."
"Um."
The two of them came to two small doors respectively, and this time they opened the door without any effort.
They looked at each other, then turned around and walked into the corridor.
The two groups of light gradually disappeared into the corridor, and darkness enveloped them again.
Suddenly, a certain light came from far to near again.
Chang Qing's tall figure reappeared. He stood in front of the stone door, stretched out a hand, put his four fingers together, and opened his mouth.
A circular formation appeared in his hand, and when he pushed it in the direction of the stone gate, the huge stone gate instantly turned into powder.
The stone house was very empty, and blood flowed in along the ditch.
Inside is a huge circular formation disk, and in the center of the formation disk stands a dark red sword.
It is continuously sucking blood from the bottom and nourishing itself.
Someone came in, the sword trembled slightly and made a small buzzing sound.
Chang Qing looked at the sword, his cold gaze fell, and he tilted his head slightly.
"Keep it down, she'll hear it."
Jian: Sorry, I can’t understand what people are saying.
It continued to tremble, as if it could sense the danger approaching.
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