My cultivation is too warm

Chapter 92 Why Not Allow Blood Donation
When Minghun heard Xu Mo's words, he was dazed and stunned for a long time.

Then his eyes lit up, and his gaze fell directly on Xu Mo. The expression on his face gradually turned into admiration and yearning, and he praised:
"Wonderful!"

After saying this, he eagerly grabbed Xu Mo's arm and said in a somewhat flattering tone: "Master Xu Feng, ah, no, no, Brother Xu Dao, Brother Xu Dao."

When Xu Mo heard his name, he was so frightened that he quickly took a few steps back, waving his hands and said:
"You, a sixth-level Dao Transformation Saint, are calling me, a first-level Dao Refining Dao Cultivator, Brother. Are you being polite?"

Hearing this, Minghun was stunned for a moment with an awkward expression, scratching his head and saying, "I'm sorry, it's mainly because I was too emotional, and this really seems a bit inappropriate."

After saying this, he touched his chin, frowned and pondered. After a moment, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Xu Mo with a fiery gaze and said:
"Yes, if Master Xu Feng doesn't mind, why don't we become sworn brothers?

Then I can call you Brother Xu.

The main thing is that I feel that both the names "Master Xu Feng" and "Xu Xiaoyou" seem too distant and are not enough to express the relationship between us two "melon friends".

I wonder what you think, Brother Xu?"

Xu Mo was stunned. Why were they suddenly talking about sworn brotherhood? Could he have known a set of eighteen palm techniques?
However, although he complained in his heart, he still gladly accepted Minghun's proposal.

After all, no matter how you look at it, you're the one making the profit.

There is a Sixth Realm Transformation Saint who is my sworn brother. Even if their friendship is very fragile, if I have any problems in the future, he will definitely come to help me, right?
So the two of them became sworn brothers suddenly, and since then, Xu Mo had a brother in the ancient world.

After completing the ceremony, the ghost called "Brother Xu" eagerly.

In his words, he not only ate the melon, but also gained a brother who shared the same hobby as him. This trip to Tianxuan Sect was really worthwhile.

Xu Mo actually wanted to tell him that he and he were not the same kind of people, and not only were they not the same kind of people, they were on completely opposite paths.

After all, he is a person of the Gou Dao.

Today's performance was the first time he appeared at a melon-eating scene since coming to this world.

And the reason I did this today was only because I saw Minghun's soul eating watermelon and felt pity for him, so I wanted to teach him the correct way to eat watermelon.

Otherwise, he would never show up at the scene of eating melons even if he was beaten to death.

Although the atmosphere in the cultivation world of the Cang Gu world is relatively harmonious, places like the melon-eating scene are still very dangerous.

What if the person being eaten by the melon gets emotional and suddenly shouts: I don’t love this world anymore, destroy it…

By then, it is very likely that the spectators will turn into innocent victims and the ones being eaten.

……

When the two were chatting enthusiastically, he suddenly felt something was wrong, as if he had forgotten something.

Then they looked at each other, and as they had just sworn brotherhood, they remembered each other in tacit understanding, and shouted in unison, "Master Jiu Miao Peak/Fellow Daoist."

Then the two of them reacted in unison, each slapping their foreheads and looking at each other with puzzled eyes: What should we do?
Xu Mo's thoughts raced, and he said quickly, "Don't think about it for now, let's go and meet up with the Lord of Jiu Miao Peak first.

He's a good guy, we just need to tell him the truth about what happened, he won't hold it against us, don't worry."

Minghun was so anxious that he almost cried. He grabbed his hair with both hands and said emotionally:

"That's not what I'm worried about. If Daoist Jiu Miao is angry about my lateness, I will sincerely apologize to him.

But if my Great Elder knew about this, she would definitely be furious. Once she gets angry, she'll become very scary, and then she'll have no choice but to not allow me to leave the Man-Eating Peak."

Xu Mo asked in surprise: "But aren't you the Peak Master? Why are you afraid of your Great Elder?"

The ghost looked at him in surprise, as if he was puzzled as to why he asked such a question, and then said in a matter-of-fact tone:
"She is the eldest elder of my family. If I don't listen to her, who should I listen to?"

"Huh?" Xu Mo was confused and felt dizzy.

"Huh?" Minghun was confused and couldn't understand why Brother Xu still had questions.

Xu Mo hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is your elder very strong?"

Hearing this, Minghun touched his chin and thought for a moment before replying, "It's not bad. She is at the fourth level of the Dao Transformation Realm, which is a little worse than me."

After saying this, he crossed his arms and smiled with a smug look on his face, “After all, I am the strongest genius in the history of our Blood Demon Sect. I have already broken through to the Sixth Realm of Dao Transformation at such a young age.

Most of the people who entered the sect at the same time as me are still stuck in the third realm of Yun Dao."

Hearing this, Xu Mo fell silent. After a moment, he said to Minghun, "It's almost time. Let's go meet up with the Lord of Jiumiao Peak first.

If you delay any longer, your elder will probably never let you leave Man-Eating Peak for the rest of your life."

At the end, his tone was somewhat threatening with gritted teeth.

I hate chatting with geniuses like them the most. When they talk, they don’t consider the feelings of the person they are chatting with at all.

You've already reached the sixth realm while you were still stuck in the third realm. Look how capable you are. It would be best if your chief elder locked you up in the Man-Eating Peak for the rest of your life, so that you will never be able to eat melons.

Xu Mo thought viciously in his heart. He admitted that he was jealous, even though this person had just become his sworn brother.

He was just thinking about it when he saw the ghost opposite him suddenly smile triumphantly, holding his head high and chest out, and said confidently:

"But it doesn't matter. This time in your Taixuan Continent, I saw... well, I ate a lot of melons and learned a lot of good things. When I learn them to her, she probably won't be angry with me anymore."

"Hmm?" Xu Mo's face changed when he heard that. Minghun's words made him realize something was wrong. It seemed that there was something even more enviable hidden in this.

So he asked tentatively, "Is the Great Elder that Big Brother mentioned a woman?"

Wraith nodded, then asked doubtfully, "What's the problem?"

Xu Mo's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and the bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger. He then asked, "Could you be childhood sweethearts?"

Xu Mo's question seemed to have brought back Minghun's memories. He raised his head, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were as gentle as water.

"She and I both came from a small mountain village, and then we joined the sect together and worshipped the same master.

But our relationship was actually quite ordinary when we were young, until one day, I saw a young couple arguing at the entrance of the village.

After I returned home that day, I told her a phrase I had heard from the quarreling couple, and our relationship improved.”

Hearing this, Xu Mo clenched his fists, and the bad premonition in his heart came true.

This cheap brother is a damn winner in life, and he even plays the protagonist's role.

Born in a small mountain village, he had a childhood sweetheart whom he loved since they were young. His path of cultivation went smoothly, and he grew up to become the master of a peak of the top sect, the Blood Demon Sect.

The key is that he is still very young, and based on his current momentum, he is far from reaching his peak.

Why would you let yourself know about this?

Xu Mo felt a little sad, even though he was doing quite well with this account now.

Especially compared with the previous vests, it is simply a world of difference.

But the key is also because of the comparison. Compared with the previous vests, it is good, but compared with the cheap big brother in front of him, it is really a bit sour.

For this reason, he could only comfort himself in his heart, it doesn't matter, he is still a time traveler with a golden finger.

Let him be proud for a while. When I reach the later stage in the future, I will definitely not be worse than him.

Although his golden finger immortality fruit does not seem outstanding in the world of immortal cultivation.

After all, as the level of cultivation of practitioners improves, in the later stages, they have gradually freed themselves from the constraints of lifespan.

Thinking about it this way, the fruit of immortality doesn't seem to be a big deal.

But if you look at it from another angle, they need to reach that level of cultivation before they can achieve immortality, while I can achieve immortality first and then slowly improve my cultivation level.

This kind of thing that confuses cause and effect seems precious again.

While Xu Mo was still comforting himself in his heart, Minghun continued his recollection, "What I told her that day was that you look so beautiful when you smile, just like a flower, and I like it very much.

After listening to me, she lowered her head shyly, and then suddenly punched me angrily.

Although I don’t quite understand it, our relationship suddenly improved from that day on.”

Xu Mo stroked his ears. Did he ask this question? Why did he tell him this?
So he quickly waved his hand to interrupt, "Alright, big brother, a lot of time has passed. Let's go back and reunite with the Lord of Jiu Miao Peak." Hearing this, Minghun woke up from his memories and nodded in agreement, "Alright."

As he said that, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand to grab Xu Mo's arm, and said: "Brother Xu, your cultivation is low, we are in a hurry, so let me take you."

Without waiting for Xu Mo's reaction, he grabbed his arm and said softly, "Let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the world in front of Xu Mo once again turned into countless colorful lines. In just a blink of an eye, they arrived at the foot of Lingmiao Peak.

Minghun is not a member of the Tianxuan Sect, so he naturally cannot fly in directly when he comes here. Not to mention whether he can fly in, even if he can, it would seem too disrespectful to the Tianxuan Sect.

After Xu Mo and Minghun registered and reported at the entrance of Lingmiao Peak, they headed towards the Jiumiao Saint.

After seeing the Holy Lord Jiu Miao, Minghun hurriedly apologized to him sincerely.

He said that he met Xu Mo on his way here, and they hit it off immediately and decided to become sworn brothers, which was why he wasted time. He had no intention of looking down on Tianxuan Sect and Jiumiao Saint.

Xu Mo on the side also quickly agreed, confirming that what he said was true.

The Holy Lord Jiu Miao was originally a little angry because the ghost arrived later than the agreed time.

It's true that he is an honest man, but that doesn't mean he won't get angry. After all, Minghun came to represent the Blood Demon Sect, and he himself represented the Tianxuan Sect.

The fact that Minghun arrived after the agreed time doesn’t it mean that he doesn’t respect the Tianxuan Sect?

If only the Saint Jiu Miao himself was neglected, it would not be a big deal, but if the Tianxuan Sect was disrespected, he would definitely be angry.

Now that he heard Minghun's explanation and learned that he did not disrespect the Tianxuan Sect, his anger naturally subsided.

After all, Minghun came from the Blood Demon Sect to welcome Xu Mo. If they met on the road, he would definitely not be able to help but come forward to talk to him. In this case, it is normal to delay some time.

Doesn’t this just demonstrate the excellence of our Lord Xu Feng?
What's more, now that he heard that Minghun had become sworn brothers with Xu Mo, he was even less angry, because the other party could now be considered half his own.

Since he is one of us, there is no need to be angry.

Therefore, in response to Minghun's apology, Jiumiao Saint smiled magnanimously and said that there was no need to worry and he would not be angry about it.

Then he smiled and said with concern, "You've come all the way from the Blood Demon Sect today, it must be quite tiring. Do you want to rest at Lingmiao Peak for a few days before setting off again?"

Hearing this, Minghun shook his head and replied with a somewhat unnatural expression:
"I arrived at Taixuanzhou a month ago. It was just because Taixuanzhou was so interesting that I stopped and walked along the way, looking around.

My elder knows my personality, so he and fellow Daoist agreed to meet today."

Upon hearing this, the Saint Jiu Miao did not think much about it, but just thought that the ghost was taking this opportunity to come and have some fun.

The ancient world is so big that many people may never leave the continent where they live in their entire lives. It is normal to be curious about the customs and habits of other continents.

However, Xu Mo, who knew Minghun's temperament well, was speechless. He knew what the other party meant by stopping and starting.

It turns out that the ghost has been eating melons for more than a month. It's really cruel and never gets tired of it.

And the Great Elder he mentioned was also very powerful. He had actually calculated how long it would take for Minghun to reach the territory of Tianxuan Sect based on his personality, and arranged a meeting time with Jiumiao Saint.

This is not something that can be achieved by just saying childhood sweethearts.

After confirming that Minghun did not need to rest, Jiumiao Saint no longer hesitated. He took out his flying boat on the spot and set off with Xu Mo and Minghun on board.

Taixuanzhou, where the Tianxuan Sect is located, is located in the eastern Taoist area of ​​the Canggu world, while Xuanmingzhou, where the Xuemo Sect is located, is located in the southern Taoist area of ​​the Canggu world.

There is an endless distance between the two sects, and it is definitely impossible to reach them by flying boat alone.

Fortunately, both sects are top forces in the Cang Gu world and have teleportation arrays that can cross Dao domains.

However, a teleportation array like this would definitely not be built directly within the sect, but would generally be built within the city in the center of each continent.

The flying boat of Saint Jiu Miao was to carry Xu Mo and the others to the city of Taixuan Continent, and then take the teleportation array to the city of Xuanming Continent, and then go to the Blood Demon Sect.

On the way, Xu Mo saw Minghun feeling uneasy several times. It was obvious that his melon-eating soul had smelled the scent of gossip again.

It was just because he was now riding on the flying boat of the Nine Wonderful Saint, so he didn't feel comfortable asking the other party to take him to eat melons instead.

Or maybe he was afraid that the elder in his family would be angry, so he suppressed his anger?

In short, nothing unexpected happened along the way, and they arrived at Taixuanzhou City smoothly, and then took the teleportation array to Xuanmingzhou City.

A few people had just walked out of the teleportation array. Xu Mo was just about to take a closer look at the differences between the customs and habits of Xuanming Continent and Taixuan Continent, when he heard a commotion.

After hearing the noise, several people quickly alerted themselves and looked towards the source of the sound.

Then he saw countless figures surrounding the few people. They looked excited and seemed to be shouting something. However, because there were too many people and the noise was too loud, Xu Mo could not hear clearly what they were saying.

Seeing this scene, Xu Mo felt a little confused.

Didn't he remember that Saint Jiu Miao had said before that the Blood Demon Sect had a very good reputation and atmosphere, and that the creatures under its rule were the happiest in the ancient world?

So what about these people who look like they are demonstrating?

He was just thinking about it when the ghost beside him suddenly shouted, "Quiet."

Minghun seemed to have used some kind of magical power. As he finished speaking, the crowd, which had been extremely excited just now, instantly quieted down.

Then he flashed and appeared in the center of the crowd. He slowly said, "I am the Soul of the Netherworld, the leader of the Blood Demon Sect's Man-Eating Peak. Can anyone tell me what happened here?"

As Minghun finished speaking, a middle-aged man stood up from the crowd. He looked at him and said in a somewhat stiff tone, "You said you are the Peak Master, which means you are a high-ranking member of our Blood Demon Sect. If we are wronged, you can definitely stand up for us, right?"

Hearing this, Minghun nodded gently, "Of course it's possible. Isn't the purpose of our Blood Demon Sect's existence to protect everyone's happy life?

If you have any grievances, just tell me directly, and I will definitely take care of it for you."

After hearing his words, the middle-aged man's excited expression eased a little and said:

"Of course we trust the Blood Demon Sect. The reason we're here today is very simple. I heard that the Blood Demon Sect's leaders are discussing the introduction of a new decree.

It is said that the new law stipulates that from now on, all living beings in Xuanming Continent can only donate blood once in their lifetime.

Is this happening? "

Minghun was slightly stunned when he heard this, then nodded and replied, "It is true. The blood sea of ​​our Blood Demon Sect is almost saturated, so..."

Before he could finish his words, the middle-aged man waved his hand and interrupted him with a somewhat excited look:
"You don't need to explain the reason to us. We are just mortals. We don't understand what you are saying, nor do we want to understand.

We just want to ask: Why don’t we donate blood?

We are here today to protest and stop this law.”

After the middle-aged man finished shouting, the crowd suddenly became excited and they all shouted in protest.

"Yes, why? The sect's leaders are going too far these days. The frequency of blood donations keeps dropping. Long ago, it was possible to donate blood once a year.

Later it became three years, then five and ten years, then it became only ten times to donate blood in a lifetime, and later it was reduced to five times.

By the time of my great-grandfather, it had dropped three times.

And now, not much time has passed, and they suddenly said that the price will be lowered again, and we can only donate blood once in our lifetime.

Let’s forget about the past, we weren’t even born then.

But we have to stand up today. I am afraid that if I don’t stop you, by the time my sons and grandsons are older, you will have to say that you will no longer accept blood donations.”

"That's right. This time we must fight to the end and not compromise, lest they continue to push their limits and reduce the number of blood donations we receive."

Xu Mo listened to their words and suddenly felt that his brain was not enough. What was going on?
Why do I feel like I have no idea what they are saying?

Are their positions reversed?

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