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Chapter 109: Luo Hu, What a Big Black Pot

As the first red cloud in the prehistoric world, it took shape.

For Hongyun, this cloudy sky is his world.

During those countless years, even meeting his Taoist brother Zhen Yuanzi gave him another place to rely on in the ancient land. New

But in Hongyun's view, only when he is in the clouds can he feel true freedom.

Therefore, every time the mind is confused and every time the heart is moved, the red clouds will blend into the clouds to enjoy this freedom.

It was precisely because of this that when Hong Yun saw Kunpeng for the first time, she felt extremely uncomfortable with Kunpeng in front of her.

Hongyun didn't understand why she felt uncomfortable.

If Zhen Yuanzi was by his side, he would naturally think about it before asking.

But according to Hongyun's true intention, if he had any questions, he would ask them directly. If he bothered to think about it, he would feel more constrained.

"Fellow Taoist, did you encounter something difficult?"

Seeing that Kunpeng in front of him still remained silent, Hongyun, who had always been kind-hearted, asked curiously.

have!

I want you to experience what it means to be surprised, what it means to feel uncomfortable, and this gesture.

Seeing Hong Yun's face approaching, Kunpeng said very dissatisfied in his heart.

But this dissatisfaction was quickly suppressed in his heart.

Not to mention, the dissatisfaction in his heart has nothing to do with the Hongyun in front of him. If he takes action today, the Emperor Jun will know about it.

Then Kunpeng was not a joke, he became a joke, not to mention that Hongyun reserved a seat for him in the Zixiao Palace, which was a favor to him.

"To be honest, what I did just now was not directed at my fellow Taoist, but because Kunpeng sensed that there was a living being following me."

Kunpeng said with a solemn expression.

Since Emperor Jun could not look down upon him, and he could not blame Hongyun for revenge for his nameless kindness, he could only throw the blame on the demon lord Luo Hu.

Anyway, his magic sky is dark enough, and there is nothing wrong with getting another stain.

"Is there a living being following fellow Taoist?"

Hearing this, Hongyun didn't think much about it, and her originally indifferent face suddenly became extremely solemn.

"Fellow Taoist, do you know what kind of creature is following you?"

Seeing that just one word made the red cloud in front of him become extremely solemn, and in this solemnity, he seemed to have no defense against him.

For some reason, Kunpeng became increasingly dissatisfied with the red cloud in front of him.

This is a prehistoric world. How could anyone trust other people so easily? Wouldn't Hongyun think about the truth or falsehood of his words?

Shouldn't we think about it over and over in our hearts before making a judgment?

"If I take action in this matter, will this Hongyun disappear?"

Seeing Hong Yun's lack of defense against him, Kunpeng secretly thought in his heart and suddenly felt ready to make a move.

He wanted to see if Hongyun really trusted him, if he was really so innocent, or if he was simple-minded and deserved to be beaten.

But in the end, Kunpeng suppressed his restless mood and said solemnly.

"Maybe it's the demon lord Rahu?"

As he spoke these words, Kunpeng immediately informed Hongyun of all the news he had received from Di Jun in his own heaven.

And after saying that, he solemnly reminded Hongyun to be careful.

But it was obvious that Hongyun did not listen to his words at all. Instead, after comforting him, she extended the invitation.

"With Rahu appearing in this world, there will inevitably be another catastrophe in the wilderness. I want to inform Brother Zhen Yuanzi about this as soon as possible so that he can make plans and think about countermeasures in advance.

Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, since you feel that Luo Hu may be following you, why not come with me to see Taoist Brother Zhen Yuanzi?"

"No need, the me standing in front of you is just a clone. Even if I encounter the devil, I won't be in any serious trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kunpeng waved his sleeves and left.

Seeing this scene, Hongyun felt very regretful, but considering the existence of Zhen Yuanzi, he immediately whizzed away into the distance.

"How can there be such creatures in this ancient world? Are they really not afraid of being plotted and killed?"

Seeing Hong Yun's back quickly leaving towards the south, Kunpeng, who was already far away, said helplessly while looking back.

If there were any living beings who entered his territory unscrupulously without his permission and without informing him, he would have taken action long ago.

What's more, Hong Yun was slapped inexplicably by him before he appeared.

...

The south of the south, the edge of the boundless sea of ​​blood.

Jie Yin sat cross-legged on a green mountain, facing the sea, with a deep sense of compassion in his eyes.

Along the way, Jie Yin saw many mountains, crossed countless lakes, and saw many primitive creatures living among them.

During those walks, as the contact with the prehistoric world increased, the Buddhist world he opened became more and more perfect.

However, when he came to this sea of ​​blood, even his Buddha's heart, which had been tempered many times, could not help but tremble.

What kind of land is this?

It seems to be a boundless ocean, but it is different from the four seas. It is full of blue vitality in the majestic waves. On the contrary, at a glance, it gives people an extremely dirty and evil feeling.

In this boundless sea of ​​blood, even with a casual glance, you can feel the resentment of countless creatures, sinking and wailing in it, unable to escape.

Such a scene, such a scene full of shocking evil amidst resentment and resentment, made Jie Yin think that he had entered a sea of ​​suffering when he first saw it.

"All living beings are in ruins and cannot be liberated. Amitabha..."

Without a moment's hesitation, with the Buddha's heart trembling, Jie Yin sat cross-legged and began to preach on the shore of the sea of ​​blood.

Along with the golden Buddha's light shining out from his body, at this moment, there is boundless resentment of the creatures, roaring towards the place where the guide is.

Transition!

Transform the resentment of the creatures in this boundless sea of ​​blood, so that those who died tragically can gain true liberation through this transformation, and be able to dissolve their resentment and be at peace from now on.

With the emergence of this thought, this sitting experience lasted for thousands of years.

During these ten thousand years, countless resentments of living beings were overcome by the guiding Buddha's light and disappeared into the sea of ​​blood.

But this kind of act of kindness is undoubtedly digging its foundation for the creatures born in the sea of ​​blood.

"Jie Yin, you have been sitting in this sea of ​​blood for thousands of years, consuming my blood sea origin all the time.

If you treat my sea of ​​blood like nothing, are you going to compete with me in the sea of ​​blood?"

On this day, as a roar came from the depths of the blood sea, Jieyin saw an extremely fierce golden light emerge.

As the golden light dissipated, Jie Yin saw the six-winged golden cicada, which he had met several times in the past, and said with a gloomy expression.

"Stop!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a boundless golden blade suddenly swept through the sky between the six-winged golden cicada's raised hand, and slew towards the Buddha's light that was being led by it.

The sky shook, and at the moment when the boundless golden blade swept in, the vast space in front of me seemed to be torn apart, and black cracks appeared one after another.

"Amitabha... A poor Taoist is just trying to transform the resentment of living beings. Why do fellow Taoists need to do this?"

Watching the six-winged golden cicada take action without saying a word, Jieyin clasped his hands together and said helplessly.

Buzz!

In an instant, the Buddha's light that filled the sky quietly converged as he clasped his hands together. Along with this Buddha's light, there were also the flying knives sweeping in from the six-winged golden cicada.

"Resentment of living beings?"

Seeing his attack dissipate invisibly, the Six-winged Golden Cicada narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.

"This sea of ​​blood is the place where the resentment of living beings and the evil energy in the sky are contained.

Don't you know that every time you cross a sea of ​​blood, the origin of the sea of ​​blood will dissipate?

If it is as you say, wouldn't it be better if this sea of ​​blood disappeared from the beginning of time?

But once the sea of ​​blood completely disappears, how will we deal with the resentment and evil in the world?

Do I have to leave it to you too?"

The six-winged golden cicada said coldly.

"If I leave it to you, where will we, the creatures of the sea of ​​blood, be treated?"

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