Volume I_Chapter 85 The Prologue to the Great War

Today, this old man once again broke the seal, injured the first seat of the Bodhi Temple Precept Academy with one palm, and shocked the audience with his strong strength, and the martial artists in the audience didn't even dare to say a word. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the cost of the old man's breaking out every time he broke the seal was too great, and it cost tons of bloodstones!

Bloodstone is a scarce resource on the Qianyuan Continent, and the bloodstone excavated on the Qianyuan Continent every year is only about one ton, and every time the blood is sealed and the life is stopped, five or six tons of bloodstone are needed.

The cost is so huge, even the big sects on the Qianyuan Continent generally don't use bloodstone easily.

After all, the Tianyuan Sword Sect was once brilliant, crisscrossing the Qianyuan Continent, and there were some reserves of bloodstones in the sect, but after sealing the blood twice in a row, the bloodstones were almost exhausted.

Sealing blood and stopping life is a distant term for martial artists like Zhu Qing who practice physical realm, and they may not be able to touch this matter in their lives.

But for the powerhouses at the pinnacle of martial arts, sealing blood and stopping life is an unavoidable thing.

Although the longevity of a martial artist will continue to increase with the improvement of cultivation, and he can even take some heavenly treasures to increase his longevity, it is not endless after all, and it will come to an end one day.

Some warriors are unwilling to die like this, so they will use the method of sealing blood and stopping life to prolong their life.

These martial artists are all standing at the pinnacle of martial arts, and their existence is extremely important to the sect, and the sect will guarantee their bloodstone at all costs.

Their existence is more of a deterrent, such as the old man of the Tian Yuan Sword Sect, as long as he is alive, other sects are not willing to officially start a war with the Tian Yuan Sword Sect.

It's not because other sects can't deal with this old man, no matter how strong a martial artist is, it is impossible for him to be the enemy of the entire continent, there are also some strong people in the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Demons who have sealed their blood and stopped their lives, what they really care about is whether it is worth it.

It is not difficult to destroy the Tian Yuan Sword Sect, but what benefits can they gain from it, and now that they are forcibly fighting with the Tian Yuan Sword Sect, their losses may not be small, and it will even affect their own foundation.

What's more, the Tianyuan Sword Sect sits on the desolate ancient land of Rahu Island, who knows what treasures they have obtained in Rahu Island, if they get a large amount of blood stones, then there is probably more than one martial artist in the Tianyuan Sword Sect who uses secret methods such as sealing blood and stopping longevity to preserve Shouyuan.

The root of a martial artist is blood, through the continuous cultivation of blood, let his body break through the shackles of layers of layers, the more powerful the martial artist's body is the more vigorous, and the longer the longevity.

But no matter how long the longevity is, it is not immortal, the life of the warrior will eventually come to an end, and when the longevity is exhausted, the blood and qi in the warrior's body will be lost little by little.

Powerful warriors can predict the time of their death, and generally when they have more than ten years left, they will use secret methods such as sealing blood and stopping life, sealing their bodies with blood stones to delay the flow of blood and qi in their bodies.

It's like a snake hibernating, reducing the consumption of blood qi in his body to a minimum, and in the past hundred years in the bloodstone, it only consumes one year's lifespan.

With this kind of secret method, these powerhouses who stood at the pinnacle of martial arts could live for hundreds or even thousands of years, and so much more time was enough for their sect to find life-prolonging treasures for them, or break through to a new realm.

The martial artists who were fighting in Qianzhang Mountain had no idea that such a big thing had happened outside, and the appearance of this old man had at least won the Tianyuan Sword Sect for decades, and in these decades, the major sects on the Qianyuan Continent would not be willing to provoke the Tianyuan Sword Sect.

"The Tianyuan Sword Sect is quite generous, even a Yellow-level mid-grade Blood Essence Pill can be thrown here so casually!" A monk from the White Horse Temple looked at the jade bottle in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

However, at this moment, a sword light struck, and the target was the head of this monk!

In the face of the sneak attack, the monk's face was not afraid, not only that, but the corners of his mouth showed a smile of disdain, and he slapped his palm towards that sword light!

This monk actually wanted to shake this sword light with his own flesh!

"Hum!" The monk's palm flashed with golden light in an instant, and under the blessing of the Buddha's light, he directly grabbed this sword light, and pinched it hard, and this sword light shattered!

"Buddha's "Mighty Vajra Palm"!" Long Fei frowned.

"Mighty Vajra Palm" is a unique study of Buddhism, and those who can cultivate such martial arts must not be ordinary people!

"Amitabha, the donor's secret sneak attack is not a gentleman's doing. The monk of the White Horse Temple smiled slightly.

"Becoming a king or losing a coward, how can a gentleman do it? Besides, how can you, a bald donkey, be qualified to talk about me?" Long Fei sneered.

Even though the other party was a strong man in the Blood Realm, Long Fei was not afraid at all.

He was the second place in the outer door assessment, and he got the Xuan-level lower grade exercise "Chixiao Jue", after half a month of cultivation, he has transformed all the blood and qi in his body into pure Chixiao power, and as soon as he makes a move, the fire clouds are rolling, even in the face of the strong man who moves the blood realm, he still has the power to fight.

"Boom!" The monk of the White Horse Temple was extremely fast, and there was a clear difference from the seven smells, and his golden palm slapped down.

"What a fast speed!" Long Fei's heart trembled slightly, after all, the Buddha Sect was one of the three major sects in the world, so he naturally didn't dare to be careless.

"Sonorous!" a sword stabbed out, the fire cloud rolled, and the sword stabbed the golden palm!

But this golden palm was like steel, and the spirit soldiers blessed with the power of the red sky couldn't even move an inch!

"Mere human-level spirit soldiers, the Tianyuan Sword Sect is really stingy!" The monk of the White Horse Temple smiled, and the thick Buddha light poured down!

Long Fei's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly gave up the spirit soldier in his hand, and rolled to the ground, his body slid out of the ground like a snake sticking to the ground for more than ten zhang.

"Boom!" there was a loud bang, and a large pit appeared on the ground!

Long Fei was also in a cold sweat, if he hadn't dodged in time, he was afraid that his life would have been lost if he was hit by this palm.

White Horse Temple Kongjian, there are a number of geniuses in contemporary Buddhism, although the name is not as good as Seven Nights, but its strength is only under Seven Nights.

"Oh, you can avoid it?" Sorumi smiled slightly, and praised Long Fei for being able to avoid this palm.

Long Fei was also secretly glad, fortunately, he had redeemed a yellow-level low-grade "White Snake Tour" martial art before, otherwise it would be really bad luck today.

But Long Fei was still vigilant and looked at Kongjian, but he didn't expect that he would encounter an iron plate the first time he took the initiative to attack, and he realized that there was a huge gap between himself and Kongjian after just one fight.

"Kill!" Kong Jian roared, and the Buddha on his body was full of light, but his face was full of anger, which was very different from the colorless and colorless emphasis of Buddhism!

"Damn, I actually met this guy!" Where did Long Fei dare to fight with Kongjian, his blood was shocked, and his body suddenly turned into a spiritual snake sticking to the ground, and after a few consecutive turns, Kongjian lost Long Fei's sect.

"Beast Soul Warrior!" Sorumi snorted, no wonder he would have such a big courage to provoke him, it turned out that there was such a move.

"The Buddha Sect is empty, and it is a completely different path from Qiwen. There was a warrior outside Qianzhang Mountain and sighed.

Qiwen Buddhism is exquisite, colorless and phaseless, and it is to drive its own martial arts with Buddhism.

But Kongjian does not practice Buddhism, but specializes in martial arts, and when the Buddhist martial arts are cultivated to a high and profound realm, they will naturally know the Dharma well.

These are the two paths of Buddhism's cultivation, and there is no right or wrong, but the process is different.

"Long Fei is already very good, but he can only make one move in front of these seven smells, if he can enter the Blood Moving Realm, he may be able to fight with Kongjian!" said an inner disciple.

"I didn't expect that for this sect competition, these sects were so shameless, and they actually let that disciple suppress their own cultivation. An inner disciple of the Tianyuan Sword Sect smiled coldly.

"Aren't you the same with each other!" a disciple of the Mountain and River Sect snorted.

They had known each other a few years ago, but one had joined the Tianyuan Sword Sect and the other had joined the Shanhe Sect.

Both of them have good talents, and they quickly cultivated to the Blood Moving Realm and entered the inner gate, but after a few years, these two people are still martial artists in the Blood Moving Realm.

The ninefold martial artist of the Blood Realm is already the top existence in this Qianzhang Mountain!

"Guo Chun, you are shameless enough!" said the disciple of the Mountain and River Sect, pointing at that disciple.

"I'm shameless, Yang Xin, you're no better!" Guo Chun rolled his eyes.

They have been good brothers and friends since childhood, but I didn't expect that this time the two of them would also want to go together, let alone meet in Qianzhang Mountain.

The two of them suppressed their own cultivation at the same time, and they didn't know in advance that the Tianyuan Sword Sect would change the rules of the sect competition this time.

In the previous sect competitions, they were all battles between martial artists of the same realm.

The strength of a martial artist who has only stayed in the Nine Layers of the Blood Moving Realm for a year and a martial artist who has been in the Nine Layers of the Blood Moving Realm for a few years are naturally not at the same level, and they suppress their cultivation in the Nine Layers of the Blood Moving Realm in order to be dominant in the same realm.

"Are you ready to fight me? Don't forget that you have not been my opponent since you were a child!" Guo Chun said.

"Then give it a try, and see who I kill this time!" Yang Xin snorted.

The two of them turned into an afterimage at the same time and attacked each other, and the exercises practiced by these two people were also surprisingly similar, known for their speed, and they only heard the sound of the long swords constantly colliding in the dense forest, but they couldn't catch their figures.

Zhu Qing looked at the two corpses beside him gasping for breath, and there was another hideous wound on his chest, which was still full of blood.

Thinking of the battle just now, Zhu Qing also had palpitations, who would have thought that he could encounter a beast soul martial artist in the physical training realm, and he was injured by the other party in carelessness!

The face of the sect master of the Xingyi Sect was full of pathos, if it weren't for the many martial arts powerhouses here, I'm afraid he would have cried bitterly, it was his son who was killed by Zhu Qing, his only son!