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    Sikong Yan's voice resounded loudly and spread in all directions.

    However, the surroundings were still silent, and inside the bronze pagoda, the birds were silent.

    "Isn't he here?" Sikong Yan frowned slightly. It was not easy for him to come here. If the other party is not here, it will be troublesome.

    Just when Sikong Yan was a little depressed, a deep voice suddenly sounded.

    "What's the matter?"

    The voice is old and thick, as if out of tune with this world, it is the voice of old man Tianji.

    Sikong Yan was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately said loudly: "Senior, I heard that senior can calculate the secrets of heaven, so I would like to ask senior to find out the whereabouts of one person!"

    "Come to the third floor!" Old Man Tianji's voice sounded again.

    Sikong Yan nodded, and then strode into the bronze pagoda.

    The inside of the pagoda is empty, and the walls of the pagoda are full of complicated formation patterns.  Sikong Yan didn't stop all the way, following the stairs inside, he came to the third space.

    In the third space, Sikong Yan saw the gray-haired old man Tianji.

    The other party was sitting on the futon, his eyes were downcast, as motionless as a mountain.

    "Greetings, senior!" Sikong Yan came to the old man Tianji and bowed respectfully.

    "Who are you looking for? Tell me the details of the other party!" Old Man Tianji slowly opened his eyes, which were cloudy and full of vicissitudes.

    "This person's name is Di Lanxi, formerly known as Gu Lanxi, from the world of the sky, age!"

    Sikong Yan informed Old Man Tianji of Xi'er's situation in detail, and he also knew Xi'er's situation quite well.

    The old man Tianji nodded, and then said solemnly: "Yes, but the price is your three layers of blood essence. If this layer cannot be calculated, you need to go to a higher level, and you need to pay more blood essence!"

    "Understood!" Sikong Yan nodded. Before coming here, he had already inquired about it, so he naturally knew the strange request of the other party.

    Immediately, Sikong Yan opened his mouth and spat out, forcing out a large mass of blood, spat it out, and put his hands in front of Old Man Tianji.

    Thirty percent of blood essence was lost, which had a great impact on Sikong Yan, making his face pale.

    Putting away the essence and blood, old man Tianji nodded slightly, took out his compass from his hand, quickly selected the compass, and started to calculate.

    Countless runes flew out from the tower wall, interweaving with the flying patterns on the rapidly spinning compass in his hand.

    After a while, the compass slowly stopped.

    "Senior, how's it going? Has Yan calculated the result?" Seeing this, Sikong Yan asked hastily.

    He was a little apprehensive. Su Mo had given him this task, and he must find out the result. Otherwise, how would he explain to Su Mo when he went back.

    Furthermore, he has a good relationship with Xi'er, so he also wants to know where Xi'er is?  Is there any danger?

    "No!" Old Man Tianji shook his head.

    "ah?"

    When Sikong Yan heard the words, his face immediately showed disappointment, and he hurriedly asked: "Which layer can be derived?"

    "Let's go to the fifth floor!" Old Man Tianji said lightly.

    "Okay, then go to the fifth floor!" Sikong Yan said immediately.

    "Mm!" Old Man Tianji nodded slightly, and then disappeared without a trace. Sikong Yan was slightly startled by this weird and unpredictable speed.

    However, Sikong Yan didn't think too much, and continued to walk up the pagoda, and soon came to the fifth floor.

    Another 20% of the blood essence was offered to the old man Tianji, who started the calculation again.

    More runes flew out of the pagoda and converged into the compass. The rapidly rotating compass, with countless lines wandering, blended with the runes.

    As the time passed by every minute and every second, Sikong Yan was very nervous, because he, who had consumed 50% of his blood, was already as pale as paper, and he could not waste too much blood.

    Therefore, this time, the result must be calculated.

    However, Sikong Yan was disappointed. After a while, the calculation was over, and old man Tianji shook his head slightly.

    "Senior, haven't you figured out the result yet?" Sikong Yan's heart fell to the bottom.

    "No, you need to go to the top floor!" Old Man Tianji said expressionlessly.

    "What? Go to the top floor?"

    When Sikong Yan heard this, his complexion changed slightly, and he frowned and asked, "Then how much blood do I need to pay you?"

    "Forty percent!" Old Man Tianji said indifferently.

    "Forty percent?" Sikong Yan's expression changed when he heard the words.He has already consumed 50% of his blood essence, if he consumes another 40%, he will be finished.

    Once 90% of his blood essence is consumed, his strength will drop sharply, his cultivation base will drop, and he will even be unable to continue to improve.

    In other words, once he consumes 90% of his blood essence, his martial arts path will be completely over.

    After all, essence blood is not an ordinary blood, but his essence, which contains his vitality.

    A large amount of consumption of essence and blood will exhaust his vitality, which is absolutely impossible.

    All of a sudden, Sikong Yan's expression kept changing, completely ugly.

    "Do you need to go to the ninth floor?" Old Man Tianji stared at Sikong Yan with his cloudy eyes, and asked lightly.

    Sikong Yan remained silent. Although Xi'er was important, he couldn't waste his foundation.

    This is not something he can accept. If Su Mo were here, he would definitely not agree.

    Furthermore, even if you go to the ninth floor, can you really calculate the result?

    "Senior, they say you can calculate all the secrets, but now you can't even find a single person. Is the rumor false? Or are you deceiving people on purpose?" Sikong Yan asked with a gloomy face. He couldn't see through the old man, but  , the other party gave him a very strange feeling.

    "If you don't want to go to the ninth floor, then leave!" Old Man Tianji said indifferently, his expression unchanged.

    "leave?"

    When Sikong Yan heard this, he immediately sneered and said, "You got 50% of my blood essence, so you just want to forget about it?"

    "What do you want?" Old Man Tianji asked indifferently.

    "Return 50% of my blood essence, or else I will figure out Di Lanxi's whereabouts for me!" Sikong Yan said in a low voice, he was filled with anger, this old guy got 50% of his blood essence, but he didn't calculate the result  , This is simply an empty glove white wolf.

    This is something Sikong Yan can't bear, he is not a good-tempered person.

    "Let's go!" The old man Tianji's face was pale, and with a wave of his sleeve, Sikong Yan suddenly felt dizzy.

    The next moment, Sikong Yan discovered that he had actually left the bronze pagoda and appeared outside the pagoda.

    "Damn it!"

    Seeing this situation, Sikong Yan's face was ashen, and he broke out completely, and could no longer bear the anger in his heart.

    In vain, he was defrauded of 50% of his blood, and he had never suffered such a loss.

    "Old guy, hand over my blood, or I will blow up your tower!"

    Sikong Yan soared into the sky, flew to a height of ten thousand feet, shouted loudly, and his voice shook thousands of miles.

    He is not willing to suffer from this kind of dumbness. Maybe this old man Tianji is very powerful, but he is resolutely not afraid.

    However, inside the bronze pagoda, there was no sound at all, and there was no echo at all.

    "Damn it!"

    The other party ignored his words, which made Sikong Yan burst into anger, and a fire flashed in his hand, and a fiery red sword appeared.

    The broadsword was about one foot long, red all over, surrounded by raging flames, and its majestic aura, accompanied by the power of the raging flames, permeated all directions, instantly incinerating countless ancient trees on the small island into nothingness.

    "Will you hand over your blood?" Sikong Yan shouted again, his whole body surging.

    However, the one facing him was still silent, and there was still no echo from the bronze pagoda.

    "asshole!"

    Sikong Yan yelled, stopped asking, and immediately shot, slashing fiercely at the bronze pagoda.

    In an instant, a sharp and glaring fiery red saber aura cut down from the sky and slashed fiercely towards the bronze pagoda.

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