"With the divine blood of Shura, as long as we obtain this treasure, the strength of our Luo family can more than double, and we can compete with the seven major sects. After more than a hundred years of cultivation, it is not impossible to restore our former glory." Luo
The ancestor of the family opened and closed his eyes, with a faint hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
The elders at the Nascent Soul stage below looked at each other with confusion.
"Ancestor, what is Shura Divine Blood? Is it more precious than the Tongtian Spiritual Treasure?" The white-robed monk licked his tongue and spoke in surprise.
"Humph, I have already said that the reason why our Luo family was able to become the overlord of the Twelve Tianyun Provinces was because we inherited the bloodline of King Tiansha Ming. However, after millions of years of reproduction, the bloodline has become very thin.
Otherwise, our Luo family should have recovered its vitality long ago, and that Asura divine blood is a drop of blood left by King Asura in the human world in ancient times."
"A drop of blood?" Luo Zishu raised his head, confusion flashed in his beautiful eyes: "Ancestor, I have heard of King Asura. Although it is amazing, in terms of strength, he is only on par with King Tiansha Ming. He
Can a drop of his blood really restore our Luo family to its former glory?"
"Zi Yatou, you are wrong." The ancestor of the Luo family put his hand on his forehead and said somewhat mysteriously.
"wrong?"
"Yes, the Asura King who left this drop of divine blood is different from her ancestors in the past. Legend has it that this senior has great intelligence and strong cultivation, and is as good as a true immortal. Originally, the underworld was divided into six
In this interface, the overlords of each realm do not belong to each other, and they often fight with each other, but she is different. She is worshiped as the master by the other five kings..."
Even though all the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage were present, they were all stunned when they heard it, and then they started talking among themselves.
"King Asura, the Lord of the Underworld, I didn't expect that what we are looking for this time is actually a treasure related to her."
"But even if it is true immortal blood, one drop is too small."
"Yes, how can just one drop change our Luo family?"
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"Hmph, why are you panicking? Are you afraid that your efforts will be in vain and you will not get any benefits in the end?" The Luo family ancestor's face darkened, his eyes slowly swept over, and the elders of the Nascent Soul Stage lowered their heads hurriedly, not daring to speak randomly again.
"Forgive me, ancestor. We never had this intention. For millions of years, our Luo family has been like rats crossing the street. As long as we can revive the family, how can we not know what is good and what is bad and care about personal gains and losses?" Luo Zicong said.
He cupped his hands with a look of sincerity on his face.
"Yes, ancestor, what the second brother said is true, everything is for the family."
"We will never calculate whether we can benefit from it or not."
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"Well, you are right to think so." The ancestor of the Luo family nodded: "But don't worry, everyone, this plan is successful, and everyone here will not work in vain."
"Ancestor is saying..." The beautiful female cultivator raised her head, a thoughtful look on her face.
"Yes, if we want to restore the Luo family's glory and allow our descendants to inherit the power of King Asura, we only need half a drop of divine blood. I have already selected a pregnant female disciple in the clan and obtained the divine blood."
After taking the blood, half a drop of it was secretly integrated into the fetus in her belly."
"In this way, the child born will be cleansed by the Yi Jing, and his aptitudes will be unparalleled. Then he will flourish again, and for a thousand years at most, our Luo family will regain its former glory."
"The remaining half drop of divine blood..." A skinny old man sitting at the bottom spoke with excitement on his face.
"Old Qi, you are really spineless. I said that I will not treat you disciples who take risks to obtain treasures badly. For the remaining half drop of divine blood, I will take half, and the last quarter, dilute it with spiritual liquid, and then
Based on your performance in fetching the treasure, whoever has done more credit will get more points. If anyone is cheating and is unwilling to contribute..." When the ancestor said this, his voice suddenly stopped, but the immortal cultivators here, everyone
Know it well.
Of course there are many questions.
In the world of cultivating immortals, power is used to determine superiority and inferiority. They have nothing to say if the ancestor wants to share the majority. The problem is that in the end, only a quarter of a drop of divine blood is left, and it is divided among more than ten people. Is this useful?
Among all the people present, Luo Zishu was the most favored, so the woman tremblingly raised the questions in her mind.
"Don't worry, although there is only a little bit of divine blood left, what it contains is immortal power. The effect after being integrated into the body is far inferior to any panacea. Like you, Zi Cong, who is already a late-stage great monk, if
The opportunity is good, and it is not impossible to enter the separation period with courage and diligence."
"Ancestor, does it really have such an effect?" The white-robed monk was stunned, with an expression of ecstasy on his face.
"This is natural. Otherwise, when the fetus is born, it will take at least a thousand years for the Luo family to regain its glory by spreading its branches and leaves. If you want to compete with the seven major sects in a short period of time, I place my hope on you. Zicong has
There is an opportunity to advance to clutch. As for you, as long as you are not too stupid, it should be a matter of course for you to enter the late Nascent Soul stage."
There was a gasp, and then everyone here was full of surprise. In the final analysis, the immortal cultivators were selfish after all, and using the revival of the family to motivate them was far less than the actual benefits. The ancestor of the Luo family nodded with satisfaction. In fact, his selfishness was more important.
He monopolizes a quarter of a drop of divine blood, and after integrating it into his body, let alone the bottleneck in front of him, as long as he works hard, it is entirely possible to catch up with Wangting Tower.
The title of the number one master in Tianyun's Twelve States is nothing, but the road to immortality is beckoning to him.
"Alright, everyone already knows my purpose. Time is tight. We don't have the energy to delay here. The nine ghost girls have been gathered. Let's start action now."
After the ancestor of the Luo family said this, without seeing any movement from him, he rose into the air in a sitting position, turned into a startling rainbow, and flew out of the temporary cave. Looking at the direction, he was heading towards Xuanyuan City.
The other old monsters looked at each other and followed suit.
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the other side.
Lin Xuan was in trouble. At this moment, a large number of ghosts gathered in front of him, nearly a hundred of them, with different shapes, and they rushed towards him with their teeth and claws.
"court death!"
Lin Xuan raised his brows, and from where his sleeves and robes were shaking, dense sword-light fish swam out, their aura flashing, and they fiercely faced the ghosts.
The screams were endless, and soon all the ghosts were slaughtered.
Although there are many of these ghosts, except for the leading ones, which are equivalent to pill-condensing monks, the rest are only in the foundation-building stage. Even if there are a hundred times more, Lin Xuan can easily take care of them.
"Master." A white light flashed, and Yue'er appeared in front of him: "You don't think this place is weird?"
"Yes." Lin Xuan nodded: "The number of Yin veins is ridiculous. Along the way, I have seen no less than seven or eight places."
The so-called Yin Vein, as the name suggests, is the same thing as the Spirit Vein and Demon Vein, and can produce strong Yin Qi.
It is very helpful for ghost monks to advance.
However, there are not many of them in the human world, so they are extremely rare. Legend has it that only in the underworld, the number of yin veins is astonishing.
However, Lin Xuan can be 100% sure that although he was sucked into the space vortex, this place is definitely not the legendary underworld.
You must know that the underworld is on the same level as the spirit world. If you really get there, you won't encounter such lowly things as you are in front of you.
But other than the underworld, where could there be so many Yin veins? A cultivator would definitely be puzzled. However, Lin Xuan had a special experience, and both the master and the servant had strange looks on their faces. They looked at each other and almost looked at each other.
They all spoke in unison: "Wuding River."
"Master, do you think so too?"
"Well, after having the experience of Demon Spirit Island, how could I forget that the Three Holy Lands that have been passed down since ancient times, Penglai Mountain, Demon Spirit Island, and the Wuding River," Lin Xuan said while adding
Release your spiritual consciousness and carefully search for useful clues.
"Young Master, the Three Holy Lands, shouldn't they be Seven Star Island and Yunhai Land?" Although Yue'er herself had some guesses, she still couldn't help showing a trace of suspicion on her face.
"Silly girl, who said that the Three Holy Lands must belong to the Sea of Clouds on Qixing Island? We only saw relevant classics there, but don't forget that the Demon Spirit Island is erratic. Speaking of which, it can be regarded as an interface between the spirit world and the sea of clouds.
Between the world and the human world." Lin Xuan thought for a moment and explained like this.
"I understand what you mean, young master. By analogy, you are saying that the Wuding River is also located between the human world and the underworld. Therefore, as long as there is a coincidence, it is possible to enter here no matter where you are in the human world."
"Yes, it should be like this."
Lin Xuan was chatting with Yue'er, but the thoughts in his mind began to swirl.
Information about the Three Holy Lands also emerged one by one.
He has already been to Demon Spirit Island, and naturally knows everything about the situation there.
Speaking of which, Lin Xuan really misses Xiao Xuehu. That girl's aptitude is jaw-dropping. Now that decades have passed, I wonder if Xiang'er is good and has the ability to transform into a human form.
Of course, that requires the transformation stage. Demonic beasts are inherently slower than humans in cultivation, but as a little snow fox with three tails, as long as she is not lazy, it may not be impossible to achieve.
As for Penglai Mountain, its abundance of spiritual energy can be compared with that of the spiritual world. It is a holy land for cultivation that humans in the lower world dream of. Although it has the name of a mountain, it is incredibly large. It is said that the entire mountain covers an area of tens of millions of miles.
Guang, compared to Youzhou, is not trying to make too many concessions.
However, among the Three Holy Lands, if we talk about the degree of mystery, it must be Wudinghe. The first two have certain descriptions in ancient books, but Wudinghe is only mentioned in one sentence, and the specific form is not clear. It is just listed
Here are some speculations made by ancient monks.
Some say that it is an extremely wide river, some say that it is actually a small island, but the name is rather strange, and some say that Wuding River is actually the palace of one of the six kings of the underworld.
Mansion...
Of course, there is not enough evidence to support these three theories. Monks have been to Yaoling Island and Penglai Mountain, but no monks have ever set foot in Wuding River. Of course, there may be, but they will never go there again.