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Following the directions, a group of dozens of people walked in silence.

All along the way, Meng xiaotian kept using his spiritual sense to check the surroundings.

Because his divine sense had the effect of destroying people, he was able to bore a hole even if it was a formation set up by a Nascent Soul cultivator.

However, the Spirit Severing cultivator's divine sense had already reached the spirit god level. Its sensitivity was too high, so it couldn't do anything.

On the way there, Meng xiaotian also gained a general understanding of the Blood Soul Sect.

The Blood Soul Sect was very big. From the view of the Meng xiaotian, this inner sect was even bigger than the Eastern Ji Sect.

However, the areas that were added in were all similar to those that were formed during cultivation.

Inside the Blood Soul Sect, there were hundreds of thousands of different sized Blood Prison!

This Blood Prison was where the disciples of the Blood Soul Sect cultivated. Any Blood Soul Sect disciple who reached the first level of Qi Refining would form their own Blood Prison.

In the Blood Prison, almost all of them were blood and the corpses of vicious beasts. Of course, these were only the lower level disciples of the Blood Prison.

The blood prison of a high ranking disciple was not only filled with mortals, but also cultivators!

And this Blood Prison, after using the Blood Soul Sect's special technique, would become his personal possession!

Unless he wanted to, there was no way to snatch it!

In the Blood Soul Sect, Qi Condensation disciples were protected! Only Foundation Establishment and above disciples could cause so many disputes!

Before long, the dozens of people from Meng xiaotian arrived at the foot of a mountain.

Of course, Meng xiaotian also pretended to be gasping for breath, so much so that his forehead was covered in sweat.

With the Meng xiaotian's cultivation, even if they walked for a distance of 10 li, it would not be too far. However, to these mortals, it was different.

"Cough, cough …" A cough sounded, seemingly reminding the crowd.

Everyone, including the Meng xiaotian, looked up.

From the house at the foot of the mountain, a young man wearing a yellow robe came out. This young man was not as cold as many cultivators, nor was he as fawning as Shang Gao.

"Brothers!" The yellow-robed youth glanced at everyone.

"My fellow disciples, since you have just arrived, you may not understand the rules of my Blood Soul Sect. Let me introduce you to my fellow disciples." The young man was smiling as if he were harmless.

"First place!" Disciples of the Blood Soul Sect are not allowed to rebel and leave the sect.

The first rule is that you can't go against the sect. Meng xiaotian pondered a bit. This Blood Soul Sect was definitely a sect filled with killing intent.

"Number two!" The yellow-robed youth's speed of speech became more serious.

"Everyone, wait! Above Foundation Establishment, it doesn't care about life and death! "

This sentence caused Meng xiaotian's heart to heavily tremble!

"What a big spirit!" The Meng xiaotian thought to himself, this kind of method of cultivation will definitely unleash the greatest potential, but all of the Foundation Establishment and above cultivators will definitely cultivate diligently.

"Third …"

As the yellow-robed youth spoke, the sun had already set. Although everyone was in a sect that was brimming with spirit energy, they were still a bit tired.

Meng xiaotian also pretended to look tired.2

"From now on, everyone will be in charge of one task!"

"You! Go to the south door to wash clothes! You! Go to the stove to chop firewood! You! "We'll go to the North Mountain to grow medicine!"

The yellow-robed youth was extremely proficient at it as he separated the various tasks as if they were in order. Without exception, Meng xiaotian was assigned a job of managing the medicinal garden.

The Northern Mountain Medicinal Garden was the northernmost herb garden of the Blood Soul Sect. This herb garden was planted by humans or had been planted with countless precious ingredients to provide to the alchemists of the Blood Soul Sect.

Meng xiaotian and the other two mortals were carried by the yellow-robed youth as they flew towards the north mountain.

This yellow-robed youth's cultivation base was at the early Foundation Establishment stage, but Meng xiaotian discovered that this youth seemed to be pretty good. No matter where he was, as long as someone saw him, they would greet him.

This yellow-robed youth also stopped from time to time to greet a few Aurous Core stage cultivators. He did not seem to have the same feeling as the Blood Soul Sect when it came to killing, which made Meng xiaotian feel very strange.

Before long, they arrived in front of a garden.

This garden was not an ordinary farm's garden, but a herb garden with countless of spiritual medicines growing in it. Even when the Meng xiaotian smelled it, it gave off a refreshing feeling, as if the perfect spiritual energy in his body was about to make a move.

With some effort, he managed to suppress the impulse and reinforce the seal of his cultivation base.

The yellow-robed young man waved his hand and shouted into the hall: "Senior Brother Cheng! Junior has come to deliver the medicine boy for you! "

"Ha ha!" A hoarse voice came from inside.

"Thank you, Brother Huang!" There was even a hint of strangeness in this voice.

"Senior Brother, please look!" As the yellow-robed youth spoke, he flung his hand and the three people of Meng xiaotian steadily landed on the ground, unharmed.

"Hmm?" A messy haired cultivator wearing a sharp robe miserably stood in front of Meng xiaotian's group of three.

"That's right!" There's even spiritual energy here! " The cultivator could tell at a glance that the three people of Meng xiaotian still had a bit of spirit energy in their bodies. If they had spirit energy, then it would mean that their cultivation would be much better in the future!

"Thank you, Junior Brother!" This cultivator wasn't stupid and quickly expressed his thanks.

"No worries, junior brother will be leaving now!"

"You three are much better off with Shixiong Ghost Fang!" Senior brother Huang smiled kindly.

Only now did he realize that this cultivator named Huang was actually this good. He must have pacified all of the disciples before, which was why he was acting like a fish in water in the Blood Soul Sect.

"You three, if you want to stay here and recuperate for three months, all you need to do is to use my spirit pot to water the spirit medicine every day!"

This Aurous Core stage cultivator touched his storage pouch and three pots appeared in the three Meng xiaotian s' hands.

As for the Meng xiaotian, it was obviously an act. It was as if he had turned into someone who had just entered the cultivation world, and was acting as if he did not know anything, just like a cultivator idiot.

"The spiritual medicines here will be watered once every morning and once every day! "It's fine!"

With that, the cultivator ignored everything else and entered the Immortal's cave!

Meng xiaotian and the other two looked at each other. This Blood Soul Sect was interesting, as if everything was in a laissez-faire state. Meng xiaotian even had a feeling that this was the true cultivation world!

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