He sacrificed the Seven Treasures Lotus Lantern to resurrect the Little Grass God. He didn't know if it was worth it. He only knew that the Seven Treasures Lotus Lantern was extremely precious. It would be a pity to sacrifice it.
"Do you really want to sacrifice? This magic weapon is made of the top-grade divine bones of the Emperor of Heaven and is extremely precious."
"I speculate that Tianji, this divine bone of the Emperor of Heaven should come from an ancient god called the Poison Hand Medicine God."
Ren Feifan gently touched the Seven Treasures Lotus Lamp and felt the ancient past.
"Poison Hand Medicine God?"
When Ye Chen heard the name, his heart skipped a beat and he was surprised.
The God of Poison Hand Medicine is the father of Du Gu Jialuo, who used to have poisonous skills that dominated the heavens.
"Could it be said that the Poison Hand Medicine God was also killed by Huazu?"
"Hua Zu took his bones and cast them into this lamp?"
Ye Chen's hair stood on end for a while. If this was true, then Hua Zu was really evil.
The god of poison-killing hand medicine, who made lamps out of corpses.
Kill Emperor Qin Tianzun and use the body as fertilizer for growing flowers.
The cruel means are unimaginable.
"Haha, it's possible. I've investigated his past. He wanted to slander the wife of Qinglian Daozu, and was finally kicked out by Qinglian Daozu."
"The great master of Dao Sect told me about him."
Ren Feifan's expression was indifferent, and he was also full of contempt for the Hua Zu.
The Qinglian Daozu he mentioned was the great god who created the original world. His true body was a green lotus, which opened up the chaotic sky, which was very powerful.
Ye Chen's Qinglian Holy Method, the fantasy source is the Qinglian Taoist.
When Huazu first started, he was a Taoist boy under Qinglian Taozu.
Ye Chen was stunned. He didn't expect that Huazu had such a dirty past and wanted to taint Qinglian Daozu's wife.
"Senior Ren, do you still know the great master of Dao Sect? Is he also your friend?"
What shocked Ye Chen even more was that what Ren Feifei knew was told to him by the Great Master.
Ren Feifan smiled and said: "I didn't know him at first, but I changed my past and became friends with the Great Master."
Ye Chen's hair stood on end. He didn't expect Ren Feifan to modify the past and actually modify it to the Great Master. This was really audacious.
Isn't he afraid of the wrath of the Great Lord?
When Ye Chen saw Ren Feifan smiling, wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, which were not there before.
In the past, Ren Feifan had the appearance of a jade tree facing the wind, but now there are wrinkles, and the years seem to have finally left traces on his face.
"Senior Ren, you already have the traces of time on your body." Ye Chen said.
Ren Feifan said: "Yes, in fact, since I used the Samsara Purana and revised it, I have suffered a huge price. I have been unable to sleep. The traces of time and the darkness of time and space continue to erode me."
"If I want to get rid of this trouble, I must step into the realm of a super-grade Heavenly Emperor."
"But, Super Grade Heavenly Emperor, it's too difficult. I can already see the threshold, but I can't touch it."
Ren Feifan had a look of helplessness on his face. Time and space were filled with darkness and chaos. He needed to maintain a stable routine in order to initially establish order and fight against the chaos. Otherwise, his body would easily collapse and be swallowed by the darkness.
As for Ren Feifan, he hadn't fallen asleep for a long, long time.
Being awake all the time is a huge pain, and not being able to sleep is one of the prices he pays for revising the past.
As for other costs, there is a way to alleviate them, which is the realm of karma mentioned by the Buddha.
But for some reasons, Ren Feifan has not yet gone.
"Senior Ren..."
Seeing Ren Feifan like this, Ye Chen could also feel his pain.
"It doesn't matter, I can still bear it."
Ren Feifan waved his hand: "Okay, let's not talk about this. I will help you resurrect the little grass god first, so that you will not have any regrets in your heart and your Taoist heart will be dusted, which will be very bad."
Ye Chen nodded. He never wanted to see the little grass god pass away. If the little grass god really disappeared forever, then he would definitely be upset and would have regrets in his heart.
Ren Feifan said no more, walked to the altar, bit his fingertips, and blood dripped out.
The blood fell slowly, forming an ancient formation on the altar, with rays of light blooming and runes intertwined.
Ren Feifan placed the seven-jeweled lotus lantern on the altar and softly recited the sacrificial mantra.
Click!
The Seven Treasures Lotus Lamp, with its body made of white bones, immediately split open, and strong blood essence flowed out from inside.
That’s Huazu’s blood!
Click!
As the sacrifice continued, the cracks on the Seven Treasures Lotus Lamp became more and more numerous, and the blood essence flowing from it became more and more intense, carrying the vast Emperor Qi. A drop of blood could overwhelm the starry sky and the universe. Extremely domineering.
A lot of the essence and blood of the Heavenly Emperor accumulated on the altar, and gradually, it writhed and formed a human form.
Ye Chen was surprised to see that the bloody human figure was none other than Hua Zu!
It was transformed by the blood will of Hua Zu!
"Ren Feifan, what do you want to do? You want to sacrifice my magic weapon! How dare you!"
Hua Zu roared ferociously, full of anger and fear.
If this magic weapon was sacrificed, he himself would definitely suffer huge trauma.
"Why don't I dare?"
Ren Feifan smiled, and with a squeeze of his fingers, the Seven Treasures Lotus Lantern was completely shattered. The majestic energy rose into the sky, tearing apart the sky and void, shaking thousands of miles, and the entire sky was dyed blood.
Ye Chen was so blessed that he immediately took out the Book of Immortality and prepared to welcome this majestic energy.
"Ahhh!"
The Seven Treasures Lotus Lantern was sacrificed, and Hua Zu roared hysterically, showing extreme pain and anger.
(End of chapter)
