It has been half a year since Changqing returned to Honghuang with Xiaoyu. During this period, Huang Rong showed off her concubines and Guanyin and others came out of seclusion. Only Wang Yuyan, a mad cultivator, was still in the tower, but Changqing had also sent her a message. At most She is allowed to stay only for another half year. After that, Chang Qing will personally invite her to come out.
When Huang Rong and others saw Xiao Yu for the first time, they were astonished. Her appearance was not the kind of beauty that makes people feel ashamed, but a divine, noble and perfect beauty that no one else could envy. From then on, Huang Rong became Xiao Yu's followers. I spend time with her every day and even take her out to visit Kunlun City. Of course, it would inevitably cause turmoil in Kunlun City, but everyone knew that they were members of Changqing, so no one dared to do anything wrong.
On this day, Xiao Yu and Huang Rong were strolling on the street with their daughter. From time to time, people on the street greeted them and gave them food. The three of them did not refuse anyone who came.
"Miss Rong, Miss Rong." A voice came from behind.
Huang Rong and others turned around and saw that it was the fire spirit of the Qilin clan.
"Miss Rong, Nannan, Miss Xiaoyu." Huo Ling came to several people and saluted.
"What's wrong?" Huang Rong asked after seeing the anxious look on his face.
"Miss Rong, there is something strange happening over there in the Blood Sea. The ancestors and the others are in retreat at the moment. I don't dare to disturb them, so I thought of going to report to the saint, and I happened to meet you." Huo Ling said.
"Sea of blood?" Huang Rong asked doubtfully. This was the first time she heard about this place.
"Well, yes, it is said that it was transformed by Pangu's great god Duji. The sea of blood is millions of miles in radius. There are waves of blood rolling in it. Fish and shrimps are not happy, birds and insects are not coming, and all the evil energy of the world is gathered here. The prehistoric era After a living being dies, its soul enters the sea of blood, so it is also called the sea of netherworld." Fire Spirit explained.
"Then why did you go to that place?" Huang Rong asked.
"Hey, in the past thousand years, the Blood Sea has been unstable. Several ancestors have asked people from our three tribes to take turns to sit there to prevent changes in the Blood Sea and bring disaster to the world. But in the past few days, the Blood Sea has appeared. It's abnormal, the sea of blood is churning, it seems like something big is about to happen, so I'll rush back to report it." Huo Ling said.
"Okay, then come with me. I will take you to see Brother Changqing." Huang Rong nodded. Then several people headed towards the farm.
"Oh? Netherworld Blood Sea." After listening to Huo Ling's story, Chang Qing also remembered that Zu Long had mentioned this matter to him before, but he didn't care at the time.
"Then I'll go take a look." Chang Qing said.
"That's great, thank you Saint." Huo Ling was overjoyed.
"I'll go with you, I haven't been outside yet." Xiao Yu said.
"Let her accompany you." Dongfang Bubai also said.
"Okay." Changqing nodded.
Then Chang Qing waved his hand, and the three of them disappeared into the farm instantly.
At the edge of the blood sea, Changqing appeared with Xiaoyu and Huo Ling.
I saw that the sea of blood was indeed rolling abnormally as Huoling said. The countless dead souls who had no sense in the sea of blood were struggling in the sea of blood at this time, as if there was something terrible urging them to escape from the sea of blood.
"This is the breath of death." Xiaoyu said looking at the sea of blood.
"Yes." Changqing nodded slightly. The sea of blood was originally the place of death. Reincarnation had not yet occurred in the prehistoric times. After all living things came to an end, their souls would immediately come to the sea of blood. Become part of the sea of blood. This is one of the reasons why the monks in the prehistoric era work hard to practice. Everyone is afraid of coming here.
"Huo Ling, don't move here, let's go in and take a look." Chang Qing said.
"Yes, saint."
"Xiaoyu, let's go in." Changqing said.
Then the two of them flew towards the depths of the blood sea. It was impossible for ordinary monks to fly above the blood sea, but it was not a problem for Chang Qing and Xiao Yu.
Gradually, Changqing sensed a place with a very strong filthy air, and the two of them quickly arrived.
I saw a ten-foot-sized meat ball floating above the blood sea, and the souls in the blood sea were constantly being absorbed by the meat ball. This is the source of the restless blood sea.
"It turns out it's him." Chang Qing said.
Xiaoyu gathered strength in her hands and started to erase the flesh ball.
"Don't do anything." Chang Qing said.
"What's wrong?" Xiaoyu was a little confused. Now that he found the source of the problem, wouldn't it be good to solve it.
"This is an innate sacred being that has been nurtured here for countless years. Now it is about to take form. It is a pity to kill it like this." Chang Qing said.
At this time, the meat ball seemed to sense the presence of Chang Qing and the two of them. It fell and fell together, like a heart beating, but it was communicating with the two.
"You guys are quite knowledgeable." Chang Qing said to the meat ball.
"No matter how much you absorb these souls, it's useless. It's better to transform as soon as possible." Changqing said to the meat ball.
After hearing this, the meat ball no longer absorbed those dead souls, and its body began to glow red.
"That's all, let me help you." After Changqing finished speaking, he shot out a stream of immortal power and blended it into the meat ball.
The red light of the flesh ball became brighter and brighter, and the first reflection made the sky turn red, as beautiful as the setting sun.
"Bang..." The meat ball suddenly exploded.
A red lotus platform appeared where the meat ball had been. Sitting on the lotus platform was a man covered in blood.
"Thank you two great immortals." The man lowered his body and saluted the two Chang Qings. Then the blood stains on his body gradually disappeared, and a purple-red robe wrapped his body.
I saw a Taoist priest in his thirties.
"Junior Minghe, since he became sane millions of years ago, he has been in the depths of this sea of blood. Today, with the help of immortals, he can see the world." Taoist Minghe saluted again.
"Well, there is no need to be polite. Although you have been transformed by Pangu's filth, you are still Pangu's true sect. Naturally, I will help you. Leave here first." After Changqing finished speaking, he took Xiaoyu and flew outside. Ming He didn't dare to hesitate and chased after him with his twelve-level karma red lotus.
"What are you thinking about?" Xiaoyu asked, seeing Changqing looking down at the sea of blood from time to time.
"It's nothing, I just thought of something. Originally, I planned to wait a little longer, but now it seems that we can make arrangements." Chang Qing said.
Huo Ling waited on the shore for a while, and found that the sea of blood gradually returned to calm, and then he felt at ease. He secretly thought that he was indeed a saint, and he calmed down the undead souls in the sea of blood with one action. After waiting for a long time, he finally saw Chang Qing and the others flying back this way.
"Thank you, saint." Huo Ling knelt down and said. But when he looked up, he saw the River Styx behind Chang Qing.
"Saint, who is this?" Huo Ling asked doubtfully.
"Fire Spirit, this is the source of the restlessness of the Blood Sea. His name is Styx. He was born from the heaven and earth. He was born today with the help of the power of the Blood Sea." Chang Qing said.
"That's it. Huo Ling has met fellow Taoist Styx." Huo Ling suddenly realized and bowed to Styx.
"It's Styx's fault for disturbing fellow Taoist." Styx said quickly.
"Okay, Styx, if you don't understand anything, just ask Huo Ling. You can go back to the Qilin tribe with Huo Ling for the time being. I will have other plans for you later." Chang Qing said to the two of them.
"Yes." The two responded.
Then Chang Qing waved his sleeve and sent the two of them back to Kunlun City.
"Yu'er, it's rare to come out. Let me take you to the west for a walk. This place is different from your place. The scenery is very good." Changqing said to Xiao Yu.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Xiaoyu smiled gracefully.
"..." Changqing was tempted by this smile and thought to himself, this Xiaoyu is indeed a perfect person. It has been half a year and I lose my mind every time I see her smile. Is my concentration really that bad? Am I a scumbag?
Besides, Huo Ling and Styx returned to Kunlun City in the blink of an eye.
"Hiss, this is it?" Styx looked at the buildings of the Western Zhou Dynasty and the people coming and going on the street. Although his intelligence had been opened early, he was shocked when he saw these for the first time.
"Fellow Taoist, this is Kunlun City, and it is also a saint's dojo." Huo Ling said.
"Saint? Are you talking about the saint just now? Styx said in surprise.
"Of course."
"No wonder, he turned out to be a saint." Styx said. He has inherited memory, so he naturally knows what it means to be a saint, and he can't help but feel lucky that he is smart and did not do anything outrageous.
"Fellow Taoist, you are born sacred. You have a great Luo cultivation right after you were born. It is really enviable." Huo Ling said looking at Styx.
"Ashamed, I have only survived in the sea of blood for many years, and my Taoist friends are also extraordinary." Ming He said, he did not dare to show off in front of the fire spirit, he is also a great Luo.
Then the two of them chatted and headed to Qilin's station.
Changqing took Xiaoyu on a journey through the wilderness and came to Mount Buzhou unknowingly.
"This is Buzhou Mountain. How is it? Is it different from Kunlun?" Chang Qing asked.
"Well, it's very beautiful and quiet here. There are too many people in Kunlun City." Xiaoyu said.
"Oh, I can't help it. People are always afraid of loneliness, and immortal cultivators are no exception. I remember when I first arrived in Kunlun, there was also a forest there. Who would have thought that thousands of years have passed, and hundreds of millions of monks have lived there, and the city has expanded. The more we fight," Changqing said helplessly.
"Pfft...you are obviously bragging, you have to look sad." Xiao Yu said with a smile.
"Hahaha, you saw it." Changqing smiled.
"Let's go, I'll take you to a place." Chang Qing said.
"Okay." Xiaoyu reached out and held Changqing's hand.
"..." Changqing was stunned for a moment, but did not let go, letting her pull him, and then flew towards the west of Buzhou Mountain.
In the Pangu Temple, the witch clan has gradually become a large clan with a population of tens of thousands. They were all created by the blood of the twelve witches.
"Where is Dijiang?"
On this day, a voice sounded within the Wu Clan's sphere of influence, as if calling in his ears. Many tribesmen were so surprised that they walked out one after another.
I saw a man and a woman in the air, with immortal aura floating in the sky and great power from the sky. All the Wu clan members who came out knelt down involuntarily.
At this time, Di Jiang also walked out with his brothers and sisters. After seeing the person clearly, he quickly knelt down on the ground.
"Di Jiang paid homage to the saint, but he didn't know that the saint would come and ask for forgiveness."
Only then did the rest of the Wu tribe realize that the person in the sky was the true master of the entire prehistoric world, the saint.
