"Who is Tai Shan?" Lu Ye looked at the middle-aged man.
"You don't know him?"
Lu Ye shook his head. He had never heard of the name Tai Shan and didn't know why the man in front of him would ask about him.
The middle-aged man frowned. The young man's expression didn't seem fake. Under his powerful spiritual will, a True Lake Realm cultivator couldn't lie to his face. It seemed like the young man in front of him didn't know Tai Shan.
But not knowing didn't mean he hadn't seen him before.
Because other than him, only Tai Shan knew the method of refining the Dao Soldier. Back then, he and Tai Shan had studied the method of refining the Dao Soldier.
But at that time, he felt that this method was too harmful, so he gave up on it.
Now, it seemed that Tai Shan had used that method. The Dao Soldier sitting in front of him was undoubtedly made by Tai Shan. That was why he could subdue Dao Thirteen so easily. Otherwise, no matter how strong he was, he couldn't make Dao Thirteen fall into a deep sleep with a finger.
For people like them, killing an enemy was easy, but subduing an enemy often took several times more effort.
With a Dao Soldier made by Tai Shan and reading the next sentence of Jade Blood Eternity, the origin of the young man in front of them was obvious.
But his cultivation … seemed a bit low. Was this the help provided by his homeland?
"Where are you from?" The middle-aged man asked.
Lu Ye's eyes were filled with disbelief. He stared blankly at the middle-aged man in front of him, almost thinking that he had heard wrong. He asked with uncertainty, "What did you say?"
The middle-aged man smiled and asked again, "Which continent are you from? Which sect are you from?"
Even with Lu Ye's calm temperament, he was still shocked by this.
He never thought that he would hear someone mention the words "Nine Continents" in the Blood Refining Realm. Many thoughts rolled in his mind. He immediately reacted. "Senior … are you from Nine Continents?"
The middle-aged man nodded. "I'm not the only one from Nine Continents. They are all from Nine Continents."
Behind him, Jian Guji and the others looked at Lu Ye with mischievous eyes.
Lu Ye came from Nine Continents, so they knew all about him. Because in the Blood Refining Realm, a Dao Soldier didn't exist, let alone a Divine Sea Realm cultivator.
A Dao Soldier.
Only the Nine Prefectures could give birth to such a Dao Soldier. However, they hadn't confirmed this before, so they didn't tell Lu Ye about it. They only planned to ask him in detail after bringing him back.
Now seeing Lu Ye's reaction, he knew that his guess was correct.
This young man was truly from the Nine Provinces.
In this foreign land, he suddenly saw people from his homeland.
Even though Lu Ye was born in the same generation as him, she couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity.
Thinking about it carefully, Jiuzhou Tianji had a use for sending him to the Blood Refinement Realm. Naturally, he could also send others over.
In Nü's opinion, the state cultivators who sued M were sent all over this place. Their official title was Oil Kan Sea Repairman, and only then did they have the chance to roast U twice. The five clans must resist and establish a human power to resist the vampires endlessly.
Lu Ye finally put down his hand from the hilt of his saber. He took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart. Then, he cupped his fists and bowed. "I'm Lu Ye of the Jade Blood Sect in the Force Province. Greetings, seniors."
Jian Guhong and the others were stunned when they heard that. They all looked at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was also stunned. He stepped forward and grabbed Lu Ye's arm. "You're from the Jade Blood Sect of the War Province? The Jade Blood Sect of the Fragrant Mountain? "
"Yes." Lu Ye found that the reaction of the person in front of him was a little big.
Logically speaking, with his cultivation, his mind was firm and steady. Even if the heavens were to collapse before him, he would surely be able to remain calm. But at that instant just now, his breathing was actually slightly unstable. This was obviously a sign that his mind was in turmoil.
"Who's in charge of the Jade Blood Sect now?" The middle-aged man asked, his voice trembling slightly.
"Our sect master, Tang Yifeng!"
"Is the old man well?"
"He's well, he's well." Lu Ye frowned slightly. The other party's grip on his arm hurt a little.
The middle-aged man obviously realized it too. He quickly let go of Lu Ye's arm and nodded repeatedly. "It's good that he's well, it's good that he's well!"
Lu Ye was surprised and doubtful. He vaguely guessed that the person in front of him probably had some relationship with his sect. Otherwise, with his cultivation, he wouldn't have lost his composure like this. But who was he? Why was he so concerned about his sect and the sect master?
"Senior, you are …"
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and smiled warmly. "My name is Feng Wujiang. I don't know if you've heard of me."
Lu Ye was stunned for a moment, then immediately blurted out, "Impossible!"
Feng Wujiang was a name that resounded like thunder. Not long after he stepped onto the path of cultivation, he had heard of this name. As he grew, he continued to recognize the weight of this name.
It could be said that the name Feng Wujiang represented an era. Not just him, but the entire Nine Prefectures.
Who didn't know about it?
The Jade Blood Sect's success was because of Feng Wujiang, and its failure was also because of Feng Wujiang.
Back then, the sect was able to become a First Rank Sect because of the leadership of this Eldest Senior Brother. Eldest Senior Brother died, and the sect gradually declined. The remnants of the poison were still in the Spirit Stream Battlefield and the Cloud River Battlefield. Lu Ye was targeted and killed by the Myriad Devil Ridge. Even when he entered the Military Prefecture Guard, he was suppressed by the Divine Sea Realm of his own sect because of Feng Wujiang.
Lu Ye's impression of this Eldest Senior Brother was very complicated. Naturally, there was worship, but more than that, there was resentment.
He didn't know the specifics of what happened back then. No one had told him in detail. However, the current situation of his sect couldn't be separated from this Eldest Senior Brother.
Even before he entered the Jade Blood Sect, the Jade Blood Sect was almost wiped out by Tianji.
Thoughts churned in his mind. Looking at the person in front of him, Lu Ye frowned and said, "My Eldest Senior Brother has been dead for almost forty years. Don't lie to me."
Jian Guhong said, "The people in front of you are all dead people."
"What do you mean?" Lu Ye looked at him.
Jian Guhong said, "I am the fifth Sword Master of the North Profound Sword Sect."
The female cultivator pursed her lips and smiled. "The seventh Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Laws Sect of the Thunder Prefecture, Yue Ji."
Even the body cultivator who had been silent all this time said, "The third Sect Master of the Vitality Sect of the War Prefecture, Meng Jie."
The ghost cultivator Wu Chang chuckled. "I'm not a Sect Master or Sect Master. I'm a rogue cultivator. Even if I told you, you wouldn't know." It was unknown whether this was true or not, but ghost cultivators had always been low-key and secretive. There were some who deliberately hid their origins.
Lu Ye's mind was shaken by these simple words.
He didn't know when the third, fifth, and seventh generations were, but the Sect Masters and Sect Masters of the Nine Prefectures had obviously passed down more than these few generations. In other words, no matter who these people were, they were all old antiques. They had lived for at least a few hundred years, or even longer.
Lu Ye was familiar with the North Profound Sword Sect and the Vitality Sect. They were first-rank sects of the Haotian Alliance of the War Prefecture.
Lu Ye had also dealt with the Ten Thousand Laws Sect of the Thunder Prefecture. Back then, at the core of the Spirit Stream Battlefield, which sect hadn't been blackmailed by him?
The Ten Thousand Laws Sect belonged to the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge!
In the World of the Nine Prefectures, the two camps were at odds with each other. However, in the Blood Refining World, top experts from different camps could peacefully coexist and serve the same person. How bizarre was that?
Yet, it was natural.
Because this wasn't the Nine Prefectures. This was the Blood Refining World ruled by the Blood Race. Whether it was the Haotian Alliance or the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, they only had one identity in the Blood Refining World.
Cultivators of the human race!
No wonder Jian Guhong, Wu Chang, and Meng Jie all looked a bit old. It was because they had lived for countless years. Only Yue Ji was a woman. She had the ability to retain her youthful appearance. Although one couldn't tell her age, her real age might not be younger than the others.
These people were undoubtedly sent by Tianji of the Nine Prefectures.
And they definitely weren't sent here all at once. They should have been sent here one by one at different times.
In this case, Tianji of the Nine Prefectures had already located the Blood Refining World. He had been using various means to save the human race in this world. There were some results, but it was still difficult to change the general trend of the Blood Refining World.
In fact, there was one thing that had always puzzled Lu Ye.
That was, the lifespan of a Divine Sea Realm cultivator was usually very long.
For this and that reason, my lifespan has been reduced to a certain extent. But I'm still alive. "
A Divine Sea Realm cultivator could easily live for a few hundred years.
The two camps of the Nine Prefectures often fought against each other. It was true that there were many Divine Sea Realm cultivators who had fallen. However, it wasn't to say that every Divine Sea Realm cultivator in every era would die.
Especially those Divine Sea Realm cultivators who could lead an era like Eldest Senior Brother.
If they didn't die, where did they go?
Maybe some of them were in seclusion to comprehend the mysteries above the Divine Sea Realm.
But it was also possible that they were chosen by Tianji of the Nine Prefectures and sent here!
Lu Ye suddenly understood. No wonder Jian Guhong and the others were so powerful. Just a few of them dared to kill hundreds of thousands of Blood Race soldiers.
It was because they weren't ordinary Divine Sea Realm cultivators. Each of them was a powerful cultivator who had suppressed the heroes of an era.
Elegant, right?
Only such people were qualified to be sent here by Tianji of the Nine Prefectures.
Although Lu Ye didn't know what kind of price one had to pay to send someone here from the Nine Prefectures, it was definitely not small. Therefore, not just anyone could be sent here.
No one knew about this. Everyone thought they were already dead.
Looking at the person who called himself Feng Wujiang, Lu Ye finally understood why he felt a sense of familiarity when he first saw him.
It was because of Maid Feng Yue.
Maid Feng Yue was his daughter. Naturally, she had some of his shadow.
Just as he was lost in thought, Yue Ji suddenly pointed to the side. "Look over there."
Lu Ye turned his head and saw a white-haired old woman. She was hunched over and supported herself with a walking stick. Her body was trembling as if she could fall at any moment.
"Don't be fooled by her appearance. That's Granny Jiu, the second Valley Master of Medicine King Valley. She's the oldest among us. She's lived for more than a thousand years. Don't offend her. Otherwise, you won't even know how you died. Even I grew up listening to her name."
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