Chapter 223: Erlang's retreat is surging
What does that mean?
If taken literally, this Qiong Xiao seems to be relieved after learning that he is fine, obviously not wanting to let himself die.
Yang Jian was a little strange, but he was a little more grateful to Qiong Xiao, and felt that this was the real Taoist senior, although he said all kinds of scolding about himself, but after he actually appeared, he didn't have any plans for himself, and he was still taking care of him.
Yang Jian fell into admiration and a little moved by Qiong Xiao, but this 'illusion' did not last long, as Qiong Xiao raised his eyebrows......
"Did you go in, what treasure did you get?" Qiong Xiao hung the golden Jiao scissors on his finger and shook it gently, humming, "As the so-called seeers have a share, if you dare to enjoy it exclusively, I will see if you can get out of this big tomb!"
Yang Jian: ......
"Uncle Shi, please rest assured, I can get this opportunity today thanks to Uncle Shi's care," Yang Jian sighed, "I will have my own treasures later, but please Uncle Shi don't bombard the big array yet, I want to retreat and practice here." ”
"Retreat? You're very safe, but you know it's already chaotic outside. Qiong Xiao seemed to mention intentionally or unintentionally, "It's about the dispute between the two religions, but I'm a little hesitant to seal you here." ”
When she said this, she was naturally not simply ruthless, as one of the three heavens and a ruthless person with a fame, she definitely had this strength.
"Please also ask Uncle Shi's subordinates to be merciful," Yang Jian arched his hand, and did not show timidity, "Uncle Shi will never bully me with force, as the so-called soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, if you want to deal with me, the three generations of sectarians who intercept the sect are enough." ”
"Phew!" Qiong Xiao pinched his waist and scolded: "If those bastards can have half of your heart and half of your good fight, will I be like this!"
Yang Jian was silent for a while, and he didn't seem to be able to answer these words.
Left and right, Master is nearby, and he may have discovered the dilemma he is facing.
"Everything, please wait for me to go out of the treasure land before speaking, this island protection array also asks Uncle Shi's subordinates to be merciful," Yang Jian smiled bitterly and said, "Yang Jian will remember today's feelings." ”
Qiong Xiao's big eyes rarely showed a thoughtful look, and then nodded lightly, "I won't do anything bad for your cultivation, but if you don't have a good baby to honor after you come out, hum!"
"I can save it, Uncle Shi can rest assured. ”
That's it, Yang Jian said a few words, temporarily stabilizing the evil spirit outside.
It stands to reason that when the saint was angry and the catastrophe came, Qiong Xiao should have rushed back to Sanxian Island early to avoid it, and stayed with his sisters to deal with the catastrophe that came at an unknown time.
But Qiong Xiao still stayed here, standing outside the island, in the miasma lake, waiting for Yang Jian to break through.
What was she thinking, what was her purpose, or did she really want to suppress Yang Jian here...... None of them are known.
The big array was no longer turbulent, and Yang Jian could finally practice with peace of mind.
The old man didn't care about the conversation between him and Qiong Xiao, he just waited quietly, waited for this matter, closed the magic array control plate, and led Yang Jian to the last place in this hall, which was also the most precious place.
Blood pools.
"The turtle is like me, and it is not as good as me. Regulus is like me, nor as good as me. ”
The old man sighed lightly and said two words, looked at Yang Jian, and said, "If you cultivate your physical body, you can bring the power of this pool of precious blood to the extreme." But before you get into the pool, you'll have to ask me back. ”
"Senior, please speak. ”
"The death of the Xuan Turtle has another secret, relying on the demon master Kunpeng alone, but he does not dare to suppress the Xuan Beast in Beizhou. The old man said slowly, as if he was talking about something inadvertently trivial, "Xuanyuan asked you to go to Kunpeng for revenge, but I said that you don't have to worry about this matter all the time." In the future calamity, you will have the opportunity to see Kunpeng, you need to remember that the opening of the Xuanzhu is very important, and you must get it back. ”
Although Yang Jian couldn't understand these words of the old man Xuangui, he also knew that this was a secret of the desolation that he couldn't reach at this level.
At the moment, he just bowed his head and said 'yes' and kept this matter in his heart.
What will happen in the future, you need to go until the coming day to know, Yang Jian only wants to have a clear conscience, he only knows, when the Xuan Gong is completed, there will be a battle with the Kunpeng Demon Master, that's all.
What is the general trend of heaven and earth, the desolation and secret, he doesn't understand at this time, and he doesn't have much curiosity.
When your strength arrives, you will naturally be able to understand.
According to what the old man Xuangui said, Yang Jian put away the light yellow robe and Xuangui belt, took off the clothes he was wearing, left only the close-fitting short clothes, scattered his long hair, and walked towards the pool of precious blood.
This pool is only one zhang square, three feet deep, and the blood in it is bright red, as if it does not contain half of the aura, just like the blood of ordinary mortals.
But the desire and thirst in Yang Jian's heart proved the extraordinaryness of this pool of precious blood.
"All the mana left by the turtle has turned into a miasma that fills the northern continent, and half of the flesh and blood essence of the turtle has turned into a miasma in the tomb, and half of it has remained here, in this pool. ”
The figure of the old man appeared on the opposite side of the treasure pool, and the old man's voice seemed to carry a long-lost joy.
Yang Jian nodded solemnly, did not enter the pool directly, supported himself with Xuan Qi, meditated cross-legged, and suspended above the treasure pool.
Seeing this, the old man finally smiled slightly.
No one wants to see their blood 'bathed' with their own eyes.
Yang Jian sat down cross-legged and began to try to attract the power of the Xuan Turtle Treasure Blood contained in the treasure pool under him; as soon as this thought moved, the Eight or Nine Xuan Gong had a strange appearance, and the Xuan Qi condensed five small cyclones under him, behind him, in front of him, and left and right, and the treasure pool under him suddenly boiled.
The colorful glow is like a rainbow, surging in the treasure pool.
Yang Jian sat there and waited quietly, and at the same time sank into his treasure body with all his heart, subtly controlling all the knots of his body.
Five pure and abundant powers surged at the same time, Yang Jian's treasure body bloomed with rays of light, and dozens of Xuan Beads in his body were lit up at the same time!
The big bones contain treasure light, and the heart and lungs hide the spirit.
Condensation casts flesh and blood, and I call God in the wilderness!
The blood light surged, the treasure pool was like a crater that had been pent up for many years, and seeing that the endless power was about to gush towards Yang Jian, the old man of the Xuan Turtle standing by the pool raised his hand gently, and the treasure pool suddenly 'calmed' down.
This strand of blood power was supposed to be a monstrous wave, but now it has become a trickle, not hurting Yang Jian in the slightest, and pouring towards Yang Jian's body.
This can be regarded as a reward for Yang Jian's refusal to defile his own precious blood, which makes Yang Jian less of a heart-rending suffering.
On the low hill outside Xuanyuan's tomb, Yuding Zhenren, who was studying the gossip disc in his hand, glanced at Xuanyuan's tomb, and the corners of his mouth showed a chuckle, and then immersed his mind in the gossip plate in his hand.
What is this disc if it is not the Qintian Treasure Book?
I don't know how the real person of Yuding got it, but there must be a big war, after all, such a precious treasure will definitely not be easily conceded.
At this time, the big demons in Xuanyuan's tomb had already gone to Nuwa's palace to obey orders, leaving only a few little demons to guard in the cave, and the previous battle besieging Yang Jian had already been self-defeating with Nuwa's sacrifice of the demon flag.
Yuding Zhenren was naturally relieved at this time, Yang Jian had already begun to absorb the blood of the Xuan Turtle, and this great creation finally fell on his apprentice.
"Where is this place?"
Yuding Zhenren pinched the calculation in his hand, spit out the word 'four' in his mouth, and his face also showed a little nostalgia.
What is he remembering?
But no one else knows.
Yang Jian obtained the blood of the Xuan Turtle, and it would take thirty or fifty days to absorb it completely.
Although thirty or fifty days in the flood famine is nothing, and the eyes of the great power are only in a hurry, but at this moment, the wind and rumors are everywhere in the flood famine, and the power of the catastrophe has integrated into the land of Nanzhou, and the cultivators are all terrified.
The events that took place in these thirty or fifty days were innumerable, one after another.
First of all, the demons in the Nuwa Palace visited the worship, and Nuwa Niangniang didn't know what she had ordered to the demon clan, and the major demons immediately closed the mountain after returning to the place of cultivation.
According to legend, Emperor Xin, a contemporary of the human race, slandered the demeanor of the saint in a poem, and Nuwa wanted to kill him but the way of heaven blocked him, so he retreated and chose two demon women, and ordered them to lurk beside Di Xin, exhaust Di Xin's luck, and cut off the foundation of Chengtang.
This is just a rumor among the demon clan, and no one knows how it is.
But this incident has sent out a strong signal - the catastrophe of the Daomen should be on the human race!
I think that at the beginning, Nuwa had immeasurable merits for creating people, and she was the first to become holy, but she was the first to become holy.
Sanqing saw the human race and understood his own way, so he established three religions and became holy one after another.
Among them, the exposition of the religion, the interception of the religion, and the human religion all mentioned the 'protection' of the human race when the religion was established, so they borrowed the luck of the human race and became holy one after another, and turned into the three masters of the Daomen.
Those two in the West don't mention it for the time being, it's another method of enlightenment.
However, it is said that the three religions mentioned the protection of the human race, but before and after the prosperity of the human race, they did not play much role, which meant that they accepted a few personal disciples of the human race, which laid a curse for the Daomen.
Now the catastrophe was revealed at the invitation of the Jade Emperor and fell on the head of the Daomen, but it was carried out in the secular world of the Nanzhou human race......
A drink and a peck, it can only be said that there is a heavenly way.
Many powers of interpretation and interception set their sights on Nanzhou and began to ponder where to start.
In the past, there have been great opportunities hidden in the great calamities, and this time is no exception.