Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots
Chapter 64 The reason
Chapter 64 Reason (Second Update)
Since the beginning, Tianfu Daoist has been paying little attention to himself. Xue Leng has kept this debt in his heart for a long time, and he will have to pay it back sooner or later.
Now, even when he was retreating, something happened out of thin air, and he was given a hat intentionally or unintentionally.
Repeated humiliation, whether unintentional or intentional, is already a way to kill!
"Tianfu old dog, you are too deceitful. If you can't make you into a blood corpse in your lifetime, and whip you day and night, what kind of immortal will I, Xue Leng!"
In the silence, Xue Leng had already made an oath of heaven in his heart.
In the middle of nowhere, a ray of sight that seemed to be absent quietly fell on him.
"Sigh~"
Leng shuddered suddenly, Xue Leng's body shook slightly, his mind was clear, and his thoughts suddenly became clearer.
[Blood River Picture: 72 Earthly Evil Weapons ([-])]
【Name: Xue Leng】
【Spiritual Root: Blood Spiritual Root (Inflammation)】
[Life span: 37/213 years old (countdown to the Great Curse: 176 years)]
【Boundary: Middle Foundation Establishment Stage】
[Cultivation method: Sanyuan Xiexue Jue (Purple Yuan Realm)]
[Skill: Blood Refining Divine Light; Hundred Ghosts Raising Souls (2)]
[Talent: Scarlet Pact (Blood Extraction 1); Blood Lingluo (Pure Fire)]
Sensing the change in the Blood River Diagram, Xue Leng's heart shuddered, and he quickly concentrated his consciousness on the Great Demon Curse.
[Heavenly Demon Great Curse: It is derived from extraterrestrial demons. Those who receive this curse, if they can fulfill their vows, will be favored by the heavens, and the road to immortality in this world will be prosperous; otherwise, they will be taken away by the demons. 】
"so……"
"If within 170 years, the old dog with Tianfu can be trained into a blood corpse, he will have good luck, and the road is boundless."
Xue Leng murmured a few words in a low voice, and then his heart beat violently a few times, his eyes were even more bloody.
He never thought that he would fail, Tianfu Daoist is only a mere Jindan late stage monk.
As long as he can condense the golden core within a hundred years, the difference in cultivation base is not too big, and there are plenty of ways to kill the opponent!
The only worry now is, what if Daoist Tianfu dies prematurely?
Will this curse go away on its own, or will it keep cursing itself until it ends with the demons from outside the territory?
Thinking of this, Xue Leng couldn't help hesitating a little, secretly screaming carelessly.
But he wasn't too worried, after all, there was still a big Buddha squatting in the sea of consciousness.
Considering the power of Yi Xue He Tu, it is not easy for the extraterrestrial demons to seize themselves.
In just a few breaths, Xue Leng's face was unpredictable, from sunny to cloudy, and cloudy and sunny, and Han Ming's scalp was numb and he couldn't breathe.
"Master...brother, in fact, you don't have to be too angry.
Think about it, how arrogant Master Nangong is, how could he beg for perfection just because of the words of Daoist Master?
Going out of the customs this time just killed Tang Yan's vigor, maybe Master Nangong will change his mind..."
Seeing that Han Ming still didn't give up, and was still trying to encourage him to fight Tang Yan, Xue Leng felt annoyed and funny.
This kid hasn't wiped his butt clean yet, and he still thinks about fighting in the nest, so he really doesn't get in.
"Junior brother, what you should care about now is yourself, and the brother's matter will be resolved by itself."
"Okay, it's getting late now, I have to go to the Spirit Talisman Hall first, if there's anything else, I'll talk about it when I come back."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Han Ming's answer, Xue Leng disappeared into the courtyard with only a wail left behind.
"Hey, senior brother, don't go, what should I do if you go..."
After getting rid of Han Ming, Xue Leng walked straight to Blood Feather True Monarch's residence.
Along the way, I met many qi training disciples, many of whom had met before.
The news of his own foundation seemed to spread very quickly, and everyone he met bowed and saluted, and changed his name to Shishu.
In the world of cultivating immortals, no matter how old or young, regardless of the blood relatives of the same clan, as long as the cultivation level is ahead, they are eligible to be honored as uncle by low-level disciples.
This kind of thing has become an unwritten rule.
Therefore, following Xue Leng's success in building the foundation, his seniority was naturally raised by one level. It was a bit awkward at first, but after being called out many times, he gradually got used to it.
Slightly nodded to indicate, Xue Leng didn't talk too much, after a while, he passed through the Hall of Spirit Talismans, and came to True Monarch Blood Feather's small courtyard with ease.
I haven't seen him for many years, and everything in the courtyard is still the same, with little change.
When Xue Leng came in, True Monarch Blood Feather was holding an old jade slip, sitting there drinking tea with a relaxed expression, as if he had already known that he had left the customs.
"Disciple pays respects to Master."
As soon as he entered the door, Xue Leng hurriedly bowed and saluted, not daring to neglect at all.
"Well, get up, don't be polite."
Blood Feather True Monarch casually put the teacup on the table, without moving his eyes from the jade slip, his tone was very calm.
"That's right, it's already the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, you are indeed suitable for cultivating the Dao of Blood."
"Disciple is ashamed, it took eight years to refine the blood fiend."
With a sudden bow, Xue Leng bowed deeply again, expressing his gratitude in words.
Counting the days, he and Xue Yu have not seen each other for several years.
When we met today, Xue Leng suddenly discovered that the other party was very different from before.
Although he didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to investigate, he could feel the aura on the opponent's body, which was indeed different from before.
After hesitating for a while, he finally mustered up the courage to test:
"Master, have you already... broken through?"
True Monarch Blood Feather was a little surprised, but he soon became relieved.
"Oh? You can actually feel it. It seems that the realm of being a teacher has not been completely stabilized."
"That nine-candle ghost-eye ginseng is very good. Thanks to you, I have already entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul as a teacher."
Speaking of this matter, he rarely showed a fluke look on his face, and suddenly closed the jade slips, and spoke first:
"Xue Leng..."
"The disciple is here!"
"Do you know why you were accepted as a teacher in the first place?"
Xue Leng was about to say congratulations, but before he could speak, he held back abruptly.
There was a strange feeling in my heart, and I didn't dare to answer, but just listened intently.
"You are carrying the blood spirit root, which is the only container possessed by the great elder of this sect. This matter has a lot to do with it, but for you, it is ten deaths and no life."
Xue Yu knew that he had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but it was inconvenient to explain more at this time.
Besides, since Xue Leng has become his disciple, he will have a very long time to make up the relationship in the future, so he doesn't care about it.
After a pause, he stood up abruptly, raised his bloody eyebrows, and said in a deep voice:
"Since you have worshiped me as your teacher, today I will formally enroll you under Xueqi's sect. Let's stop with the matter of the container!"
Xue Leng hurriedly bowed down, no matter what he thought in his heart, his "kowtow kung fu" became more and more proficient.
As a result, when he bowed his head, even he himself didn't know how it felt in his heart.
In a trance, Xue Leng heard another sigh that seemed to be there.
"As a teacher, your cultivation has soared and you can handle most of the troubles. You can rest assured."
I'll sleep first, and I'll make it up when I wake up on the third
(End of this chapter)
Since the beginning, Tianfu Daoist has been paying little attention to himself. Xue Leng has kept this debt in his heart for a long time, and he will have to pay it back sooner or later.
Now, even when he was retreating, something happened out of thin air, and he was given a hat intentionally or unintentionally.
Repeated humiliation, whether unintentional or intentional, is already a way to kill!
"Tianfu old dog, you are too deceitful. If you can't make you into a blood corpse in your lifetime, and whip you day and night, what kind of immortal will I, Xue Leng!"
In the silence, Xue Leng had already made an oath of heaven in his heart.
In the middle of nowhere, a ray of sight that seemed to be absent quietly fell on him.
"Sigh~"
Leng shuddered suddenly, Xue Leng's body shook slightly, his mind was clear, and his thoughts suddenly became clearer.
[Blood River Picture: 72 Earthly Evil Weapons ([-])]
【Name: Xue Leng】
【Spiritual Root: Blood Spiritual Root (Inflammation)】
[Life span: 37/213 years old (countdown to the Great Curse: 176 years)]
【Boundary: Middle Foundation Establishment Stage】
[Cultivation method: Sanyuan Xiexue Jue (Purple Yuan Realm)]
[Skill: Blood Refining Divine Light; Hundred Ghosts Raising Souls (2)]
[Talent: Scarlet Pact (Blood Extraction 1); Blood Lingluo (Pure Fire)]
Sensing the change in the Blood River Diagram, Xue Leng's heart shuddered, and he quickly concentrated his consciousness on the Great Demon Curse.
[Heavenly Demon Great Curse: It is derived from extraterrestrial demons. Those who receive this curse, if they can fulfill their vows, will be favored by the heavens, and the road to immortality in this world will be prosperous; otherwise, they will be taken away by the demons. 】
"so……"
"If within 170 years, the old dog with Tianfu can be trained into a blood corpse, he will have good luck, and the road is boundless."
Xue Leng murmured a few words in a low voice, and then his heart beat violently a few times, his eyes were even more bloody.
He never thought that he would fail, Tianfu Daoist is only a mere Jindan late stage monk.
As long as he can condense the golden core within a hundred years, the difference in cultivation base is not too big, and there are plenty of ways to kill the opponent!
The only worry now is, what if Daoist Tianfu dies prematurely?
Will this curse go away on its own, or will it keep cursing itself until it ends with the demons from outside the territory?
Thinking of this, Xue Leng couldn't help hesitating a little, secretly screaming carelessly.
But he wasn't too worried, after all, there was still a big Buddha squatting in the sea of consciousness.
Considering the power of Yi Xue He Tu, it is not easy for the extraterrestrial demons to seize themselves.
In just a few breaths, Xue Leng's face was unpredictable, from sunny to cloudy, and cloudy and sunny, and Han Ming's scalp was numb and he couldn't breathe.
"Master...brother, in fact, you don't have to be too angry.
Think about it, how arrogant Master Nangong is, how could he beg for perfection just because of the words of Daoist Master?
Going out of the customs this time just killed Tang Yan's vigor, maybe Master Nangong will change his mind..."
Seeing that Han Ming still didn't give up, and was still trying to encourage him to fight Tang Yan, Xue Leng felt annoyed and funny.
This kid hasn't wiped his butt clean yet, and he still thinks about fighting in the nest, so he really doesn't get in.
"Junior brother, what you should care about now is yourself, and the brother's matter will be resolved by itself."
"Okay, it's getting late now, I have to go to the Spirit Talisman Hall first, if there's anything else, I'll talk about it when I come back."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Han Ming's answer, Xue Leng disappeared into the courtyard with only a wail left behind.
"Hey, senior brother, don't go, what should I do if you go..."
After getting rid of Han Ming, Xue Leng walked straight to Blood Feather True Monarch's residence.
Along the way, I met many qi training disciples, many of whom had met before.
The news of his own foundation seemed to spread very quickly, and everyone he met bowed and saluted, and changed his name to Shishu.
In the world of cultivating immortals, no matter how old or young, regardless of the blood relatives of the same clan, as long as the cultivation level is ahead, they are eligible to be honored as uncle by low-level disciples.
This kind of thing has become an unwritten rule.
Therefore, following Xue Leng's success in building the foundation, his seniority was naturally raised by one level. It was a bit awkward at first, but after being called out many times, he gradually got used to it.
Slightly nodded to indicate, Xue Leng didn't talk too much, after a while, he passed through the Hall of Spirit Talismans, and came to True Monarch Blood Feather's small courtyard with ease.
I haven't seen him for many years, and everything in the courtyard is still the same, with little change.
When Xue Leng came in, True Monarch Blood Feather was holding an old jade slip, sitting there drinking tea with a relaxed expression, as if he had already known that he had left the customs.
"Disciple pays respects to Master."
As soon as he entered the door, Xue Leng hurriedly bowed and saluted, not daring to neglect at all.
"Well, get up, don't be polite."
Blood Feather True Monarch casually put the teacup on the table, without moving his eyes from the jade slip, his tone was very calm.
"That's right, it's already the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, you are indeed suitable for cultivating the Dao of Blood."
"Disciple is ashamed, it took eight years to refine the blood fiend."
With a sudden bow, Xue Leng bowed deeply again, expressing his gratitude in words.
Counting the days, he and Xue Yu have not seen each other for several years.
When we met today, Xue Leng suddenly discovered that the other party was very different from before.
Although he didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to investigate, he could feel the aura on the opponent's body, which was indeed different from before.
After hesitating for a while, he finally mustered up the courage to test:
"Master, have you already... broken through?"
True Monarch Blood Feather was a little surprised, but he soon became relieved.
"Oh? You can actually feel it. It seems that the realm of being a teacher has not been completely stabilized."
"That nine-candle ghost-eye ginseng is very good. Thanks to you, I have already entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul as a teacher."
Speaking of this matter, he rarely showed a fluke look on his face, and suddenly closed the jade slips, and spoke first:
"Xue Leng..."
"The disciple is here!"
"Do you know why you were accepted as a teacher in the first place?"
Xue Leng was about to say congratulations, but before he could speak, he held back abruptly.
There was a strange feeling in my heart, and I didn't dare to answer, but just listened intently.
"You are carrying the blood spirit root, which is the only container possessed by the great elder of this sect. This matter has a lot to do with it, but for you, it is ten deaths and no life."
Xue Yu knew that he had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but it was inconvenient to explain more at this time.
Besides, since Xue Leng has become his disciple, he will have a very long time to make up the relationship in the future, so he doesn't care about it.
After a pause, he stood up abruptly, raised his bloody eyebrows, and said in a deep voice:
"Since you have worshiped me as your teacher, today I will formally enroll you under Xueqi's sect. Let's stop with the matter of the container!"
Xue Leng hurriedly bowed down, no matter what he thought in his heart, his "kowtow kung fu" became more and more proficient.
As a result, when he bowed his head, even he himself didn't know how it felt in his heart.
In a trance, Xue Leng heard another sigh that seemed to be there.
"As a teacher, your cultivation has soared and you can handle most of the troubles. You can rest assured."
I'll sleep first, and I'll make it up when I wake up on the third
(End of this chapter)
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