Taoist help me live forever

Chapter 250

I don't know how long it took.

The newly built palace seems to have experienced thousands of years of time erosion and has become dilapidated. It seems that a gust of wind is about to collapse.

Only a blood-red flag in the hall moved automatically without wind, and the sound of waves and waves came out.

The sea of ​​blood transformed by the blood demon ancestor has long since ceased to exist. There is only a broken skeleton sitting in front of it. The skeleton is like ruby, its brilliance is restrained, and it looks very bleak.

as time flows.

The breath inside the blood sea banner calmed down, and then wisps of blood energy spilled from the soul banner. The ruby ​​skeleton absorbed the blood energy, and the surface gradually became crystal clear.

Then traces of flesh and fascia were reborn on the skeleton, and soon a bald and strong man with his eyes closed was outlined.

The strong man opened his eyes, and there was agility in his eyes.

Then his face changed for a while, and he returned to the appearance of a middle-aged Confucian scholar, and the blood demon ancestor came out of the rivers and lakes again.

But Yu Xian knew that in a short time, he couldn't go out with the trumpet of Blood Demon Patriarch to bluff people.

In order to provide Xue Haiban with the final promotion rations, the ancestor of the blood demon was almost not sucked dry by it, and he almost fell below the power level of a fourth-order puppet.

Fortunately, the foundation is still there, as long as enough blood essence is absorbed, the power of the blood demon ancestor can be slowly restored.

As a blood puppet born from bathing in the sea of ​​blood, the ancestor of the blood demon is not as powerful as a serious monk of the same level in terms of actual combat power, but the biggest advantage is thick blood, strong ability to resist attacks, and strong recovery ability.

Yu Xian believed that with the generous help of many leeks, it would not take too long to rebuild the Blood Demon Pool.

And although he temporarily lost a blood demon patriarch, he gained a true king of ten thousand beasts, even a half-hearted true king can be considered a true king.

Although Xue Haiban has been promoted to the fourth-rank spirit treasure, he has just been promoted after all, and without the imperial envoy of the Nascent Soul True Monarch, relying on his own power, he is only a little better than the blood demon ancestor.

"Yang Daoyou, don't you show up and see?"

The blood demon patriarch stared at the plain and dull blood banner in front of him.

As soon as the words fell, the brilliance of the blood sea banner flashed, and it turned into a thin middle-aged man with a complex expression and appeared in front of the blood demon ancestor.

"I never thought that there would be a time to see the light of day and return to my human body."

He bowed to the blood demon ancestor.

"Blood Sea Banner Spirit Yang Ming pays respects to the master!"

The ancestor of the Gorefiend received a well-deserved gift, which can be regarded as the status of master and servant.

"Yang Daoyou, you and I have finally met once, and I have also inherited many teachings from you. From now on, you will be like everyone else, so call me son."

He worked so hard and spent so much time and effort refining the Blood Sea Banner. Naturally, he didn't just do it to help Daoist Wanshou Daoist and raise a grandpa.

From the beginning to the end, the control of the Wanshou Soul Banner has always been in his hands.

It's just that before, Daoist Wanshou had a deep fusion with the soul banner, and as the master soul, he was equivalent to half the master, with the ability to self-destruct.

This time, promoting the Wanshou Soul Banner to the Blood Sea Banner is equivalent to retraining the Wanshou Soul Banner, and the Daoist Wanshou will no longer have the ability to urge the Soul Banner to self-destruct.

Of course, as the banner spirit of Blood Sea Banner, he couldn't destroy Blood Sea Banner, but he could destroy himself.

If the spirit of the weapon dies, the power of the blood sea banner will definitely drop, and it will take time to regenerate the spirit of the weapon.

From a practical point of view, cultivating a Wanshou real person is equivalent to planting a bomb for himself. Maybe one day he will see through the world and die himself, making his investment in vain.

But he did it anyway.

Although the beginning of the two's acquaintance was not so good, since he left Shangyang City, along the way, the help of Immortal Wanshou has been real.

Especially when he almost revealed that he could absorb the aura of heaven, the teachings and warnings given to him by Master Wanshou were even more engraved in his heart.

Therefore, knowing that there is a way to prevent Master Wanshou from turning into an ignorant and fierce soul in a hundred years, but he doesn't do it, it will make him feel uneasy.

His current behavior style focuses on a clear conscience.

To be honest, he can afford to lose now, and the risk is within an acceptable range.

If he really put his entire net worth on the blood banner, then he would definitely not want to take any risk.

In all likelihood, he followed the words of Master Wanshou and resolutely sent him into reincarnation to avoid the possibility of losing control in the future.

"Son."

Master Wanshou quickly accepted his new identity, without any sense of identity gap.

Although Yu Xian had always called him a Taoist friend before, it seemed that the two were on equal footing.

But he is very self-aware, he is a poor wretch, a prisoner living in pain and darkness, holding on to a little hope, waiting for the day when Yu Xian's conscience finds out and avenges him.

Now that it has completely fallen into Yu Xian's hands, he feels that it should be taken for granted.

Seeing that Yu Xian played with so many monks in the palm of his hand, he didn't think he could do better than those monks.

Fortunately, he still retains the ability to say no, even if the price is his own life.

The blood demon patriarch chuckled, showing a bit of cunning that didn't belong to his face.

"Yang Daoyou, I thought of a new name for you, what do you think of the name Blood Sea Man?"

"It's all at the command of the young master."

As soon as Master Wanshou heard it, he knew that he probably had a new use.

In Yu Xian's hands, no one can be idle and not work except himself.

"A few days ago, in order to reduce the sense of existence of the blood demon patriarch, and also to prevent those ineffective disciples from causing trouble outside, so as not to cause suppression by the upper echelon of the Xuanyang sect, I deliberately recalled these people.

Now they have all become the resources for your promotion, making it impossible for me to use them except for a few disciples who are quite pleasing to the eye. "

"Besides, I reckon that after such a move, those demon cultivators are not fools, the temptation of the Blood Demon Order will be greatly weakened, and there will be very few guys who dare to enter my urn.

And my need for heavenly aura is indispensable.

So I need your help..."

Yu Xian talked about his plan.

Before he broke through the Nascent Soul Realm, the Xuanyang Sect's Nascent Soul True Monarch had always been a mountain in his heart, making it very inconvenient for him to act.

He had created more than a hundred fake alchemy cultivators in Wangshu Mansion back then, and he didn't have as much pressure as the fifty or sixty fake alchemy cultivators like now.

The main reason is that the destructive power of the two is not at the same level at all.

Most of the demon cultivators who were able to worship under his sect were lonely and unattached. They sacrificed their freedom and life, and finally gained power. After leaving the blood demon secret realm, they naturally indulged unscrupulously.

Otherwise, just such a fake alchemy cultivator, at most a super-sized foundation-building cultivator, would arouse the opinions of the demon-killing teams in several nearby prefectures.

The main reason is that they are too destructive.

So when Guan Xuan came to Xingshi to question his guilt, he had a decision in his heart that he had to get rid of these scourges by himself.

Otherwise, once the incident escalates and the Yuanying Zhenjun of Xuanyangzong is attracted to the scene, he will definitely be able to run, but there will be no place like Moyafang City that is suitable for him to be unscrupulous.

Maybe his breakthrough time will have to be postponed for another few decades.

Now that he has resolutely quelled the disaster, the Gorefiend Mystic Realm has no new spokespersons, and those old people have disappeared one after another. Anyone with a slight sense of danger probably understands that the Gorefiend Mystic Realm is by no means a good place.

After all, even if there are great benefits, it is useless to enjoy them without life.

So he thought of a very old-fashioned but effective method.

"You will meet my big disciple when you leave the secret realm later, take him away, walk around outside, and make known to the public the fact that the blood demon patriarch used his disciple as a consumable for the way of magic.

And you, the long-standing enemy of the Gorefiend Patriarch, came here to seek revenge for the Gorefiend Patriarch. "

"So in order to compete in the arena, you and the blood demon ancestor have recruited troops and bought horses one after another, spreading a lot of benefits. The two sides fight each other, and naturally there will be many demon cultivators who think they can have both sides."

Daoist Wanshou can understand everything, but there are still doubts.

"Master, you want me to show up to fight with you? Aren't you afraid that the appearance of the two True Monarchs of the Devil Dao will touch the nerves of the Xuanyang Sect?"

The blood demon patriarch smiled: "Even Guan Xuan started to investigate the background of the blood demon patriarch, do you think Xuanyangzong doesn't know the existence of the blood demon patriarch, but I haven't made a big deal yet, they are too lazy Just ignore me.

Now that there are two devils who are fighting for life and death, even if Xuanyangzong knows, they are probably more willing to wait for a while, and the fisherman will benefit.For me, all it takes is time. "

What's more, he still has the identity of the Demon Slaying Squad. As long as those demon cultivators are allowed to kill each other, without involving the local area, and the consequences of demonic disasters disrupting production, he can use the reason of watching the fire from the other side, sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight. past.

A few months here, a few months there.

The two fiends were fighting anxiously. In Xuanyangzong's view, it might be a dog-eat-dog farce.

But no one would notice that he, an outsider, broke through silently.

Even if he really encountered the worst result-an expert from Xuanyangzong passed by and wanted to compete with the two demonic masters at the same time, he just saw that the situation was not good and started all over again.

Anyway, he still has a lot of time.

As for the ten-year agreement with the Datong Association, if he broke the agreement, he had to add another ten years.

What can he do? If he wants to blame, he can blame those who don't let him make a breakthrough.

Master Wanshou nodded upon hearing this.

He knew that Yu Xian must have other plans for suddenly wanting to be promoted to Blood Sea Banner.

……

Blood Demon Secret Realm.

Valley of Reality.

This is the golden core training base prepared by the blood demon patriarch for his disciples. Those who practice in the valley are all prospective golden core monks who are ready to break through.

And Fei Yi, as the eldest disciple of the ancestor, is the chief instructor of Reality Valley, and it is his task goal to ensure one or two breakthroughs every month.

But since five months ago, the secret realm was suddenly closed, and no newcomers came in.

And the ancestor didn't show up any more, and he didn't give the golden elixir from the heretics, so he had already gathered a group of quasi-jineld disciples who were on the verge of breaking through.

Of course, these so-called quasi-Golden Core cultivators were all cultivated at the cost of overdrawing the potential of their lifespan with the Burning Soul Lost Life Art, and they had very little lifespan left.

There is no heretic golden elixir, and you can break through purely by yourself, not to mention ten deaths and no life, but it is also considered a life of nine deaths.

In addition, that day the ancestor suddenly recalled all the disciples who were outside, and closed the gate of the Blood Demon Palace, the Blood Demon Secret Realm was declining day by day.

The power of the blood demon patriarch has been used for the promotion of the blood sea banner, so his own blood sea law domain can't be used as the power of the secret realm.

So the man-made Gorefiend Secret Realm only left a large silent formation to cover the outside atmosphere, but the true face of the secret realm was revealed inside.

This is clearly a wilderness mountain top, what kind of magic path secret realm.

Then people's hearts became restless.

At this moment, the real person Taniguchi.

Kneeling at Fei Yi's feet were two weak-breathing Foundation Establishment cultivators, both of whom had their Dantian Consciousness Sea banned, just like ordinary people.

"I have said long ago that the ancestor's magic power is boundless. Now there is only a small accident in the secret realm. You will not think about the kindness of the ancestor's cultivation, and only want to escape."

"You say, what should be the crime?!"

Fei Yi's brows and eyes were stern, and he didn't have the warmth of a senior brother under his ancestor's seat.

Now he is just a small golden core early stage monk, and he doesn't have any capital to betray the blood demon ancestor.

Even though he knew that something was wrong with his ancestor, he didn't even dare to approach the Blood Demon Palace rashly, and he still dutifully acted as his elder brother.

Those juniors and juniors who were called into the hall by the ancestors, but none of them came out again.

"Eldest brother, the ancestor has not moved for so long, maybe something has gone wrong. This secret realm is a broken mountain, and we are waiting to die here. We just want to find a way to survive.

Eldest brother, for the sake of waiting for me, you are considered to be in the same family, so you just turn a blind eye and let me wait.

I haven't had a few years to talk about either. "

The kneeling cultivator felt as if he was in mourning for his concubine, and regretted that he had spent all his savings to buy a Blood Demon Token just to put himself in the jaws of a tiger.

How can there be any good people for the monks of the magic path.

But when they saw the role model, they felt lucky, thinking that they would be the lucky one.

And when the greed in their hearts is together, it is the beginning of eternal doom.

"Heh, you have already dedicated your soul to the ancestors. If you can't control life and death, even if you really escaped from the secret realm, what's the use?"

Fei Yi sneered.

"Always try, in case the ancestor doesn't remember us little shrimps."

The temples of the monk who spoke out were already frost-white.

The rules of Reality Valley are very simple and cruel. The progress of the realm must be checked every month. Once the accumulation of three unqualified persons, they will be regarded as typical and executed.

So Yan Zhong was so introverted that almost everyone tried their best to overdraw their life essence to practice.

Their only hope is to take the heretic golden elixir, break through to make up for their longevity, and then get out of the secret realm to make up for what they lost.

But now, there is no golden elixir from heretics in the Valley of Reality, and the senior brother forbids them to relax the progress of their exercises.

If he didn't escape, he might not be able to wait for a breakthrough, and he would die from exhaustion of lifespan.

The more than [-] foundation-establishing demon cultivators who silently followed the movement here, all of them felt sorry for each other, and felt sad for the death of the rabbit and the fox.

Fei Yi snorted coldly: "Since you have entered the Gorefiend Secret Realm, you should have expected today's consequences. If the ancestors let you escape, what majesty will there be in the future.

Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you still cannot escape from the palm of the ancestor. "

"Two junior brothers, don't blame me. If you want to blame, you can only blame you for breaking the rules."

He looked at the many sights in the valley.

"There is another escape, the two of them, it is..."

Before the words fell, there was a maniacal laughter from the sky, and endless blood mist swept from the sky.

"Brother Blood Demon, you actually went to the right place to hide your head and show your tail, exploiting a group of ignorant juniors. Junior brother is ashamed of you."

"You are the person in the Blood Sea! Damn it! You interrupted the ancestor's breakthrough, and you still want to leave!!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of fury came, it was the voice of the blood demon ancestor.

The wild laughter continued.

"Brother, don't send it away."

A blood shadow flitted across the air, and suddenly paused.

"Huh? There is actually a junior who practices senior brother's magic skills."

After all, a big hand went down to fish.

Fei Yi thought that this person was the great enemy of his ancestors, and there was no reason to survive if he fell into his hands as himself, so he had to fight with all his strength.

However, the difference in strength between the two was too great, and they were finally taken away, and the personnel did not know.

(End of this chapter)