"The Blood Thread Monument, as the name suggests, means that there are blood threads inside the stele. According to ancient books, these blood threads are made from the ghosts of nine pairs of boys and girls born in the yin year, the yin month, the yin day, and the yin time.

During the refining process, nine pairs of boys and girls need to be soaked in a pool of blood for seven days, and then their blood is drawn out bit by bit and poured into the white jade tablet.

During the process of soaking and drawing blood, these boys and girls must be tortured with whipping or cutting, so that they die with resentment, so that they can develop blood lines and be trapped in tombstones forever, unable to be reincarnated.

The place where this monument is located must be a very dark place. "

Chu Yilin explained, her face a little pale. There was such a dark place far away from the imperial capital. As a member of the special department, since she didn't know, she was somewhat derelict in her duties.

Nan Yiran looked at Chu Yilin: "It's not your fault." This formation is not

Since this is the Bloodline Monument, then this tomb can only be a fake tomb. No one would bury their ancestors in such a place where their descendants are extinct.

"What's the use of this extremely yin place? A place cultivated with such evil methods must not be good." Wu Mengnan was so frightened that he took a few steps back, fearing that he would be infected by the yin energy.

"The process of cultivating an extremely yin place is very cruel, but it is of great benefit to the owner. Everything in the world must be reversed. In addition to not being able to bury people, an extremely yin place can be used well. It is a place for gathering wealth, energy, and life. land."

Nan Yiran didn't tell everyone that in addition to the torture and death of nine pairs of boys and girls in the Extreme Yin Land, the blood in the blood pool also needed to be filled with the blood of boys and girls born in the yin year, yin month, yin day, yin day.

The existence of the blood line monument can also prevent the leakage of Yin Qi. No wonder no one has discovered this place.

Nan Yiran's face was gloomy, he took out a piece of talisman and pasted it on the tombstone, and saw that the blood line in the tombstone no longer flowed.

She searched for the tombstone, and after a while she touched a small bump. She pressed it hard.

wow~

The white jade tombstone was moved aside, and a tunnel appeared on the ground.

The five people looked at each other, and Nan Yiran didn't even bother to explain, and walked straight down the tunnel.

The other five people hurriedly followed.

As soon as I entered the tunnel, I smelled a strong smell of blood, mixed with a strange fragrance, like the smell of flowers or bread.

After turning a corner, the tunnel turned dark. Fu Lu and others took out their mobile phones and turned on their flashlights.

After walking for about three minutes, I heard a sound similar to the sound of water and the faint cry of a child.

Nan Yira motioned for everyone to turn off their mobile phone flashlights.

Everyone walked forward in the dark for about a minute when they saw a red light coming from ahead.

Fu Luxian peeked his head secretly.

With just one glance, he almost screamed and his eyes instantly turned red.

Covering his mouth, Fu Lu pointed inside with an angry look.

Everyone looked inside and saw a cave the size of half a football field, with torches burning everywhere.

There is a circular pool about twenty square meters in the middle of the cave. Bagua patterns are painted on the walls of the cave and around the pool.

The pool was full of bright red liquid. There was a stone platform in the middle, on which a pair of fourteen or fifteen-year-old children were tied. There were talismans on their chests, and their arms were tied to a groove made of bamboo.

A cut was made on the child's wrist, and blood flowed into the pool along the groove.

These grooves must have been used countless times and have already turned red and black.

The lips of the two children were white and their heads were hanging to the side. It was obvious that they had lost more blood than fell into coma.

Sitting on a futon next to the pool was an old Taoist priest in his sixties, wearing a yellow robe and Taoist uniform, who was reciting something with his eyes closed. There were also twelve young Taoist priests in their twenties and thirties sitting around the pool and chanting together.

Six people versus thirteen people, and they also had three girls, so they didn't have an advantage in terms of numbers.

"Ran Ran, what should we do? Those two children are already very weak. If we don't help, they may die." Wu Mengnan was so anxious that his eyes filled with moisture.

Nan Yiran clenched her fists tightly. She never expected that Jiuzhou would develop to the current civilization and metaphysics would wither away. Under such circumstances, there would be people who knew about the Blood Soul Formation!

Not to mention the human world that I am in now, even in all small worlds, including the Qingling World, as long as someone uses this evil formation, everyone will get it and punish him!

The blood soul formation needs to be refined with the blood of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine boys and girls born in the yin year, yin month, yin day, and yin year, in order to absorb the national destiny of the whole country in Jiuzhou.

Fortunately, the formation had just been built not long ago, and the blood pool looked full. In fact, the bottom part was the juice of the other shore flower, and only the top part was the child's blood.

When one day the child's blood completely replaces the other side flower juice and fills the blood pool, that will be the day when the formation is completed.

This means that 9,999 children died due to this formation.

No wonder there is a blood line monument at the door. In addition to preventing the Yin Qi from leaking out, it also absorbs enough Yin Qi for the formation to operate.

Thinking that Liu Fu said that more than fifty children were missing in Jiuzhou, they should be here.

"Wanyu, Yaoyao, don't let anyone go!" Nan Yiran gave the order.

When Tu Shanyao and He Wanyu saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but want to take action.

They can look down on love, hatred, and interest struggles in the world, but these people are killing innocent children.

In the corner of the cave, there were three or four four or five-year-old children tied up, huddled together and crying. They didn't understand anything yet and were about to become sacrifices for the formation.

How can I bear this!

However, Nan Yiran remained silent, and Tu Shanyao and He Wanyu did not dare to act without authorization.

Now that they had received Nan Yilan's order, the two of them could not be soft-hearted and went straight to kill the dozen or so Taoist priests.

After a while, these Taoist priests began to fight each other, and some Taoist priests even raised their swords to wipe their necks.

The old Taoist who was closing his eyes and reciting a spell suddenly realized something was wrong. He opened his eyes suddenly, shouted loudly, and fired out several spells.

One hit hit Tu Shanyao. Tu Shanyao groaned and revealed his true form as a fox. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he lay on the ground unable to move.

He Wanyu was also shaken by the loud shout, her soul and body were unstable, and she could no longer control the illusion.

The remaining Taoist priests stopped and looked around in confusion.

The old Taoist stood up: "Meihu, Phantom Ghost, you have great magic power. Since you are here, please show up."

Nan Yiran no longer concealed her figure, walked to Tu Shanyao, picked her up, put her back to Fengling, and took He Wanyu back as well.

"Fengling, take care of them both."

"Lao Ran, don't worry."

Nan Yira looked at the old Taoist with sharp eyes: "As a person in metaphysics, you should protect the people and benefit the common people, but you are harming children here, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Retribution? When I absorb the destiny of the country and jump out of the Three Realms, why should I fear any retribution?" The old Taoist didn't care.

"No one has succeeded in the Blood Soul Formation from ancient times to the present. How can you guarantee that you will succeed?"

"Who says no? Didn't the Chongyan Ancestor who created the Blood Soul Formation succeed? He can succeed, why can't I?"

Ancestor Chongyan?

Hearing this name, Nan Yira's head hurt. Something flashed past her, but when she thought about it carefully, there was nothing there.

She had seen this name in Jiuxi's Miscellaneous Notes.

The demon king in ancient times challenged the three realms on his own, but no one knows where Chong Yan went afterwards.

"Sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense to him, just fight him!" Fu Lu's eyes turned red with anger. If he didn't take action, the two children would die.

He picked up a sword on the ground and rushed towards one of the Taoist priests.

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