Honghuang: I, Huanglong, refine the heavens and do not join the Chan sect

Chapter 138: Entering the Sea of ​​Blood and Meeting the River Styx

"No need to save it..."

Until Huang Long walked away, these words were still echoing in the ears of Queen Mother of the West, and she stared blankly at the jade bottle in her hand.

In order to trade three drops of the highest-grade life source fluid, she took the risk and saved the southern sea for three thousand years.

As a result, Huang Long casually took out a whole jade bottle of life source liquid.

There must be at least thirty to fifty drops of Life Source Liquid in this jade bottle, and these are all of the highest quality...

This contrast was really hard for her to accept, and she stood there in a daze for a while.

Bai Mi saw Queen Mother of the West staring blankly at the jade bottle in her hand, and mistakenly thought that she didn't know how to use the source of life, so he walked to her side and explained:
"Sister, the contents of this bottle are the source of life fluid. As long as you pour them in, you can speed up the ripening time of the spiritual fruit and increase the age of the spiritual root."

"Well, just like this."

As he spoke, Bai Mi took out a similar jade bottle from his arms, poured out a drop of life source liquid from it, and dripped it on an innate spiritual root next to him, and then he demonstrated it to the Queen Mother of the West attentively.

When Queen Mother of the West saw this, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly and she felt heartbroken.

No, you actually used such precious life source fluid to water this ordinary innate spiritual root? It's a waste of nature!!!

But soon, Queen Mother of the West thought of a possibility.

Maybe……

In Huanglong's Taoist temple, this life source liquid is not a precious thing?

But is this really possible? This is a precious spiritual object that can speed up the maturity of spiritual fruits and increase the age of spiritual roots. Is it really not a precious thing?
"Do you usually use the Life Source Liquid to water these innate spiritual roots?"

"Not really..."

Hearing this, Queen Mother of the West breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, fortunately, if such a precious source of life liquid could really be used to water ordinary innate spiritual roots, she really could not accept it.

But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw Bai Mi shaking the jade bottle in his hand and explaining:
"Because the master only gives us a bottle of life source liquid every few thousand years, we can't use it to water these innate spiritual roots frequently."

"Generally speaking, we use most of the life source liquid to water the gourd vine and the yellow plum tree, two top-grade innate spiritual roots."

"Other spiritual roots are watered less frequently. Generally, one drop is watered per leaf, and on average, watered once every one or two thousand years..."

Wow!
As soon as Bai Mi finished speaking, the crown of the Xiantian Wudao tea tree not far away rose up automatically without wind, and four pieces of tea leaves floated out and fell into the hands of Bai Mi and the others. The meaning could not be more obvious.

Seeing this, Bai Mi smiled sweetly, ran to the Xiantian Wudao tea tree, patted its thick trunk, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, the master has instructed that I will give you priority in watering the source of life in the future. I won't let you go hungry. But you have to remember to give me more tea~"

Wow!
The Xiantian Wudao tea tree shook slightly, and four more tea leaves fell down and fell into the hands of Bai Mi and the other three.

Queen Mother Xi looked at the tea leaves falling from her hand again, then she slowly came back to her senses and murmured to herself:

"It only takes a few thousand years to find a bottle of Life Source Liquid. Doesn't it seem stupid that I spent such a huge price to trade for a few drops of Life Source Liquid..."

After all, she was a well-known figure in the prehistoric world and the former leader of the prehistoric female fairies. She quickly adjusted her mentality and looked in the direction where Huang Long left with an expression of admiration.

"As expected of you, Master. You hid it so well!"

She did not feel any resentment at all, but instead admired Huang Long even more.

You have to know that she and Huang Long have traded so many times, and even during the first transaction, she made some backward deductions, but in the end she could only see Pangu's legacy.

At that time, she thought that this was something Huang Long had obtained from Pangu's legacy, and that the quantity was limited and it would be gone once it was used up.

But when it came to the second transaction, Huang Long hinted that he had long-term acquisition channels.

At that time, she felt that even if such a precious spiritual object could be obtained for a long time, the output must be extremely limited, and it would probably take tens of thousands of years to obtain only one or two drops.

As a result, it seems that Huanglong has been able to produce a bottle at will after thousands of years. How can this be a limited production? !

It was not until this moment that she realized that what she had seen all along was what Huang Long wanted her to see. Huang Long was far more unfathomable than she had imagined.

As for other people in the prehistoric world, they know even less about Huang Long.

There were even many Golden Immortals who had never heard of his name before the battle between Huang Long and Zhunti.

Such a safe and cautious style of action was naturally very much to the liking of the Queen Mother of the West, and she became more respectful of Huang Long.

I have made up my mind to study the art of Huanglong well in the future.

At the same time, knowing that Huang Long had a large amount of life source fluid in his hands and that he was obtaining it so quickly, Queen Mother of the West saw hope of attaining enlightenment.

If she could increase the age of the Xiantian Renshui Peach Tree by three Yuanhui, she might be able to enter the realm of Hunyuan in an alternative way.

Thinking of this, Queen Mother of the West's heartbeat quickened.

If it were in the past, she would definitely keep this idea firmly in her heart, but now...

It’s different!

After thinking for a moment, she knocked on Huang Long's door and told him her thoughts.

"Just do what you think is right, and leave the rest to me."

Huang Long smiled slightly. He did not completely agree with the Queen Mother of the West's idea.

The method of the Queen Mother of the West does have some hope of being feasible, but it is not reliable enough since she wants to use the Xiantian Renshui Peach Tree to achieve the Hunyuan Fruition.

So why not be a little bolder? Why limit yourself to the Xiantian Renshui Peach Tree?

However, Huang Long still needs to carefully think over and plan how to do it specifically. He has not yet told Queen Mother Xi his idea. He plans to wait until the time is right before telling her the specific method.

If the Queen Mother of the West can really achieve the Hunyuan fruit position, it will be of great help to Huang Long's future plans.

Since, in the time traveler's memory, Hongjun was able to make the Way of Heaven the only rule governing the operation of the prehistoric world, then why can't Huanglong let the Way of Earth override the Way of Heaven?
Huang Long has never lacked ambition, otherwise he would not have decided not to join the Chan sect after obtaining the memories of the time traveler. Moreover, after becoming the Taiyi Golden Immortal, he began to plan to become a genuine saint.

But he has always been very clear-headed and knows that he should do only as much as he can.

In the past, he was not even a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, and was extremely far away from being an earthly saint, let alone making the earthly way superior to the heavenly way.

But now, he has the qualifications!

However, the road must be taken step by step, and Huang Long is not in a hurry at all. What he needs to do now is to prepare in advance for the relevant preparations for establishing the underworld.

Then help Hou Tu to reincarnate, let the earth appear in the world, and become an earthly saint!
……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, five thousand years have passed.

On this day, Huang Long was consolidating his cultivation and gaining insights into the great Dao on Yunmeng Fairy Island.

Suddenly, a voice, transmitted through the Great Avenue of Desolation, echoed in his ears.

"I am the Styx. I have created a clan named Shura to perfect the order of the wilderness. I hope the Heaven will bear witness to it!"

"Asuras, come out!"

Rumble——!
Above the nine heavens, lightning surged, and the Heavenly Dao felt it and acknowledged the birth of the Asura clan, which was beneficial to the operation of the prehistoric world and bestowed a large amount of merit.

Although it is not as good as the merits Nuwa gained from creating human beings, it is also quite good.

Forty percent of these merits went to the newly born Asura clan.

The remaining 60% fell on the shoulders of the Taoist of the Styx.

With this infusion of merit, the Lord of the Blood Sea's cultivation level rose steadily, and in a short while he reached the peak of the middle stage of Quasi Saint, and was only a hair's breadth away from the late stage of Quasi Saint, saving a lot of years of hard training. Moreover, the connection between him and the Blood Sea became closer and closer.

If we say that before this, the Taoist of the Styx still had a little awareness of the Three Pure Ones, Donghuang Taiyi and the Two from the West.

Well, now, this gap has been caught up by it, and it is even slightly higher than some quasi-saints.

at the same time.

An extremely strong murderous aura rose from the depths of the sea of ​​blood into the sky, dyeing the space blood red.

After feeling this murderous aura, many creatures were terrified and stood there in a daze, not daring to make any big movements.

For all creatures in the ancient world, killing and death are often the two paths they fear the most.

Now, such a strong murderous aura is rushing out from the depths of the sea of ​​blood, which naturally makes all living beings who feel this murderous aura feel fear.

Above the sea of ​​blood.

The waves were surging and the blood was surging.

Millions of Asuras, led by four Daluo Golden Immortals, emerged from the sea of ​​blood and paid homage to the man who was sitting cross-legged on the twelfth-level karmic fire red lotus, wearing a blood-red robe and was so beautiful that it was weird.

"Asura clan, meet the ancestor!"

Seeing this, Minghe laughed loudly, full of high spirits.

He waved his hand lightly, and a pure magical power surged out. All the members of the Asura tribe were lifted up by the blood below.

After giving a few simple instructions, the Taoist of the Styx led the Asuras into the sea of ​​blood.

After settling the created creatures, Minghe's expression changed slightly and he sighed with a hint of regret.

Although after creating the Asura clan, he gained a lot of merit, and he became more in tune with the Way of Slaughter.

However, he did not become a saint in one fell swoop like Nuwa, nor did he achieve the Hunyuan status like Huanglong.

Even the late stage of quasi-saint is still a step away.

For Minghe, who is ambitious, how could he not be depressed after working hard for so long but failing to achieve the expected results?
But after all, he was a powerful person in charge of a region, and he quickly adjusted his mentality.

At least, I gained a lot of merit this time, and I am more in line with the Way of Slaughter, and the obstacles to practice in the future will be much less.

Moreover, after the birth of the Asura clan, the sea of ​​blood became more mysterious and gained more prehistoric power.

These are real improvements, and they are by no means a false alarm, but still good gains.

……

Guixu, in the Yunyin Taoist temple.

Huang Long looked towards the direction of the sea of ​​blood with a faint smile on his face.

After the birth of the Asura clan, the Taoist of the Styx will have a deeper understanding of the Way of Slaughter, and the sea of ​​blood will become more mysterious.

Although killing and death are two completely different paths, they have many things in common.

If Huang Long could discuss the Dao of the Underworld with the Taoist master of the Styx who is proficient in the Dao of Killing in the sea of ​​blood, he might be able to gain more insights into the Dao of Death by analogy.

However, Huang Long did not go to the sea of ​​blood immediately.

It will take a long time for the old man of the Styx to digest what he has gained this time, so there is not much point in going there now.

Three hundred years later.

Huang Long's body shook slightly and then disappeared from Guixu.

During these years, Huang Long has never neglected his practice. In addition, after becoming a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, he has become more in tune with the Dao, and it has become easier for him to comprehend the Dao.

In just over five thousand years, Huang Long has mastered 40% of the avenues of space. Now he can break through space and quickly travel through various places in the prehistoric world.

When the yellow dragon appeared again, it was already above the sea of ​​blood.

Looking at the endless sea of ​​blood and feeling the strong breath of killing, even though he had seen many scenes in the ancient times, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, the Yellow Dragon of Guixu is here to visit you."

Deep in the sea of ​​blood.

Taoist Minghe opened his eyes from seclusion, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

It was impossible for him not to have heard of Huang Long, but he had never had any contact with the Guixu lineage...

This is not true. I am afraid that few people in the prehistoric world know who the Guixu lineage is.

All in all, Minghe was very sure that he and Huanglong had no intersection.

So the question is, since there is no intersection, why did Huanglong come here?
However, Huang Long did not trespass into the sea of ​​blood and was very polite, obviously coming with good intentions.

Although Minghe was quite puzzled, considering that the other party was a Hunyuan Jinxian, there was absolutely no reason for him to turn away the guest. He did not dare to neglect him and immediately stood up and flew upwards.

The edge of the blood sea.

Huang Long didn't have to wait long. In the flash of blood, the old man of the Styx came out from the sea of ​​blood wearing a blood-stained robe, bowed and said:
"Greetings to Chief Huang Long, I wonder why fellow Daoist Huang Long has come here this time?"

For more than five thousand years, the news that Huang Long had become the trusted patriarch of the dragon clan had spread throughout the prehistoric world, so Minghe called him the patriarch.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, I have some knowledge of the Great Dao of Death. I came here this time to discuss this with you."

Be it Huang Long or the old man of Minghe, neither of them likes to beat around the bush. After a simple greeting, they stated their purpose.

Upon hearing that Huang Long came to discuss Taoism, Minghe was stunned at first, then showed a hint of joy and readily agreed.

When Huang Long achieved Daluo status, the Taoist Master Minghe was still deeply impressed by the vision of the Styx river running across the sky and earth with countless evil spirits submitting to it.

How can one have a little understanding of the avenue that can create such a spectacular vision?

He knew very well that the two paths of killing and death complement each other.

If he could discuss the Dao with Huang Long, who was proficient in the Dao of Death and had the cultivation level of a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, he would surely have a deeper understanding of the Dao of Slaughter. How could he refuse Huang Long's invitation?

In the ancient times, the great way is the most important.

No matter whether they are innately divine or acquired creatures, they are all desperately pursuing the Great Way.

Discussing the Tao can be said to be a very common way of spiritual practice.

However, the sea of ​​blood is filthy and filled with murderous intent, and the Taoist of the Styx specializes in the way of killing, and has a bad reputation. There are not many creatures who dare to come to the sea of ​​blood to discuss Taoism with him.

Even if he came out and proposed it, few people would be willing.

Now that a powerful person like Huang Long has taken the initiative to propose it, Taoist Minghe will naturally seize this opportunity.

Afterwards, he invited Huang Long to enter the Blood God Temple. A blood-red lotus appeared under his feet, which was the twelfth-grade Karma Fire Lotus.

Huang Long did not show any understanding. He just sat cross-legged on the ground. There was no sign of any Taoist skill on his part. He looked like an ordinary person.

But there was a mysterious Taoist rhyme entwined around him, telling the true meaning of death.

Before Huang Long opened his mouth, Minghe seemed to have seen the Avenue of Death. Under Huang Long's guidance, he also manifested the Avenue of Slaughter and began to discuss the Dao silently.

(End of this chapter)