Red Cloud: Establishing Mahayana Buddhism as a Holy Spirit

Chapter 3 Dark-bellied back soil

Longevity Mountain, Wuzhuang View.

"Friend Houtu, this is the ginseng fruit in my temple, please taste it."

Ginseng fruit, also known as Caohuandan, blooms in 3000 years, bears fruit in 3000 years, ripens in 3000 years, and eats in 1 years.It seems that in these ten thousand years, only thirty fruits have been produced.

The appearance of the fruit is similar to that of a child under three dynasties, with all four limbs and five sense organs.

There were nine ginseng fruits with a strong aroma in front of him, and Zhen Yuanzi felt pain in his flesh watching this scene, because they all belonged to him.

However, the person on the opposite side was not polite at all. He directly picked it up with a white hand like jade, and bit down on the white teeth lightly. The crisp sound echoed, and the juice splashed in his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Hong Yun also smiled, and also grabbed a ginseng fruit and gnawed it, relishing every bite.

But this time, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun hosted the banquet, but they were the descendants of the ancestors and witches of the Wu clan, and they were also one of the three thousand Zixiao Hongchen guests.

After eating a ginseng fruit, Hou Tu thanked Zhen Yuanzi with a gentle and calm smile, and then looked at today's protagonist, Hong Yun.

And Hong Yun carefully looked at the backland of the man who was called the prehistoric and the most benevolent in front of him.

Tall figure, slender arms, light golden soft armor on her body, and a female warrior's attire are even more outstanding. If Hongyun hadn't seen this Houtu who always had a gentle smile, she would have knocked Donghuang Taiyi away with a punch. Kunpeng was seriously injured with an arrow from the Chaos Clock. I am afraid that everyone underestimated this woman.

Controlling the power of the earth and the law of the earth, the ancestors and queens of the witches rank high among the witches in terms of combat power, especially in terms of strength and defense, which is simply outrageous, but the weapon they are good at is bows and arrows.

"The ancestral witch of the later land."

Hongyun smiled and bowed to the ancestral witch Houtu, "We are also three thousand Zixiao guests, fellow Taoists Houtu should know the suffering of the road to beheading three corpses, and I, Hongyun, have the origin."

When he said this, Hong Yun also sighed helplessly, he had never heard of a few cloud-attribute innate spirit treasures in this prehistoric land.

After hearing Hongyun's words, Houtu smiled calmly, "Oh, then I don't know how this has anything to do with our witch clan?"

Under Houtu's gentle smile was calmness, and Hongyun sighed secretly in his heart. Later generations simply said that this Houtu has no appearance of a kind person, he is completely a black-bellied politician.

"Fellow Daoist of Houtu."

Seeing the red clouds condensed under the Qingyun, and a faint red mist rising from behind, Hou Tu gently smiled and shook his head after seeing this scene.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, the Wu Clan you want really doesn't exist."

Under the faint red mist, Houtu was a little surprised at first, but then he realized something and smiled. As for Zhen Yuanzi, he knew clearly that he was not surprised.

All the powerful people in the world know that his red cloud is the first red cloud when Pangu created the world, but they don't know that this red cloud is the red cloud formed by the blood sprayed by Pangu.

"Fellow Daoist of Houtu."

At this moment, Hong Yun took a deep breath helplessly, and turned his hand directly, and a golden three-legged round tripod slowly emerged.

"This is the innate treasure Qiankun Ding, which has the magic of returning to the original and returning to the original, transforming the acquired into the innate."

After hearing this, Houtu's eyes lit up immediately, he looked at Hongyun curiously and said: "Fellow Daoist, this treasure is hidden deep enough."

"The Qiankun Ding is Fenbaoya, and Fenbaoya is the Qiankun Ding."

Hong Yun shook his head and sighed. When he took out Fenbaoya, he was full of excitement, and Zhen Yuanzi also had excited eyes.

However, after the initial refinement of Yuanshen, Fenbaoya gradually revealed his true form, and the two were ecstatic at first, and finally turned into a touch of sadness.

"To transform acquired nature into innate nature, one needs to pay corresponding merit."

Hong Yun directly confessed, this scene made Houtu smile, and Zhen Yuanzi also sighed.

This innate treasure is simply a fighter in the middle of nowhere, it doesn't even have the ability to suppress luck, if you talk about attacking, it's not as good as an innate spiritual treasure, you say defense, and hide in the universe cauldron by yourself?

The only effect is to transform acquired into innate, but corresponding merits are needed, there is no free lunch in the world, otherwise whoever owns this Qiankun tripod will become a wholesale market for innate spiritual treasures.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu, let me explain it clearly. The innate spirit treasure of the same origin is almost impossible to find. We can only find it from the blood essence of the original source, the blood essence of our ancestor witches!"

With a wry smile on his face, Hong Yun had a direct showdown with Houtu. He knew how the ancestor witch who could dominate the wild land could be a reckless person, everyone was a genius.

Cutting the Three Corpses is either an innate spirit treasure of the same origin, or an innate thing. If the blood of the ancestral witch is transformed into the innate queen, it is the innate blood essence.

"Hehe, since Fellow Daoist Hongyun has something to ask, then Houtu should just say so."

As if he was sure about Hongyun, Houtu smiled softly, looked straight at Hongyun and said: "You Hongyun help my Wu Clan, and my Wu Clan will use all the power of the Wu Clan to help you become a saint. As for the innate essence and blood, A family does not speak two languages."

What the hell!

Hong Yun stared wide-eyed, although he already knew that this girl was dark, but he didn't expect it to be so dark, so he begged Zuwu for three drops of blood, but he was directly plotted against him, and he was still the same for a lifetime.

The most poisonous woman indeed.

"Fellow Daoist, at worst, I will rely on the Qiankun Cauldron to collect the essence of the cloud and transform the acquired into the innate to behead the corpse."

Hong Yun shrugged directly, and told him to follow your Wu clan in one sentence, which is a beautiful idea.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the two talking nonsense, and sighed helplessly: "You two fellow Taoists, why don't you discuss it sincerely, after all, the friendship of Zixiao Palace."

Hong Yun squinted at the black-bellied Houtu in front of him. Although he didn't know how the other party turned into six realms, he knew that there was no simple person in Honghuang.

"There is a word of art in the Taoist ancestors. It's about asking the immortals to help Luan, and asking the buds to know the principles of avoiding evil."

When he said this, Hongyun said to Houtu with a solemn face: "I, Hongyun, use the essence and blood of the primordial spirit as the foundation. How about doing a calculation for your witch clan in exchange for three drops of blood essence from your ancestor witch!"

360 Shuzimen in the side door, although Houtu does not have a soul, he also knows the supreme power of this supernatural power.

"One drop three times!"

Staring wide-eyed at the dignified back soil, Hong Yun couldn't help complaining, this beauty is simply black-hearted, he is so sincere, yet the other party is so cruel.

After a while, Houtu still had a gentle smile, while Hongyun's face was completely dark. Zhen Yuanzi looked anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, in a few days someone from the Witch Clan will send you here, don't you know?"

Looking at the gentle Houtu, Hong Yun said angrily, "I'll be waiting for you at Wuzhuang Temple."

"it is good."

After the Houtu ancestor witch disappeared in the Wuzhuang temple, Zhen Yuanzi looked at his friend with some concern, wondering if this magical power was going against the sky, is it too childish.

When Hong Yun saw Houtu's figure disappear, his ashen face suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha, let's go back and eat ginseng!!!"

Turning around, Hong Yun stared at the empty white jade plate with wide eyes, and finally only popped out the word "fruit!".

Only at this moment did Hong Yun regain his senses, and couldn't help but look at the back of the disappearing back, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sighed helplessly: "There is no simple woman in this prehistoric world."

There is no suitable innate treasure for cutting the three corpses, but there is the most suitable innate thing.

The red cloud was formed from a mouthful of blood mist sprayed out by Pangu when he opened the sky. It is essentially a cloud but it is also a component of Pangu's blood essence.

The ancestral witch was transformed from Pangu's blood essence. The seemingly awesome Pangu's blood essence was actually not as awesome as it was said in the legend.

How strong was the ancestral witch transformed into a drop of Pangu's blood essence at the beginning?At least there is no Da Luo Jinxian, what about now?All of them are quasi-sage level.

Pangu's blood essence is actually similar to the essence of Wutu, or even the essence of the five elements. Before transforming, you can only say that you have a good foundation and great potential, just like Yuan Tianzun likes to pick his feet.

The principles are similar. For example, the essence of the five elements, the essence of the earth, is not innate with the law of the earth. In other words, the essence of Pangu is also the same.

Every drop of Pan Gu's blood essence has its own attributes.

"Hong Yun, hurry up and comprehend the Primordial Purple Qi first."

Looking at the red clouds who were eating and drinking, Zhen Yuanzi was so angry and helpless that he chased him to retreat.

And Hong Yun shrugged, and said with a helpless wry smile: "You pretend I don't want to, this thing is like a stinky Chaos Stone, and there is no way to comprehend it."

The primordial spirit's primordial purple qi seems to have taken root. Whether you refine it or study it, there is nothing.

It's weird, it's clearly in the Yuanshen, but it's not there, it's right in front of you, but it's not in the world.

What's more important is that he knew how much this guy was hated, Hong Yun took a deep breath, he knew he had to hurry up, once other people became saints and finally left him, some people would not be able to sit still.

"Zhen Yuanzi, hurry up and chop up the corpse first, and then set up a big formation in Wuzhuang Temple, I'm afraid there will be trouble in the future."

Seeing his good friend finally enlightened, Zhen Yuanzi also gave him an annoyed look, "If you become a saint sooner, you'll be afraid."

Scolding and scolding, talking and talking, Zhen Yuanzi still went back to the house to retreat.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Hong Yun slowly took out an innate spirit treasure from his bosom.

Yunjinpa, the congenital spirit treasure, can cover the sky and cover the sun, and more importantly, it contains the essence of congenital clouds, which happens to be related to him.

Taking a deep breath, in the silent Wuzhuang Temple, a golden three-legged tripod in Hongyun Primordial Spirit kept turning, and he was stepping up refining.

In the other room, Zhen Yuanzi breathed out the aura of heaven and earth, and the three innate spiritual treasures in front of him, the Book of Earth, the Central Wuji Xinghuang Banner, and the Earth Spirit Bead, were still intensified. Lingbao.

The book from the ground is his most valuable defensive treasure, and he would be reluctant to part with this precious treasure if it wasn't for the end.

The remaining two treasures are the Central Wuji Xinghuangqi and the Earth Spirit Orb. Obviously, the Earth Spirit Orb is less restricted, and he spent the shortest time.

The prehistoric land returned to a moment of calm, and the three thousand mortal guests in Zixiao Palace, who had almost occupied all the great powers of the prehistoric world, returned to their caves one after another to refine the treasures they had just obtained.

What's even more weird is that the Witch Clan!The normally rampant and domineering Wu Clan became strangely peaceful.

I heard that someone once saw twelve ancestral witches in the ancestral witch hall, all of them were pale, weak and weak, as if they were dying.

But when the rest of the great powers heard this, they all sneered. This witch clan is very treacherous, and they don't know who they want to trick.

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