"Alas, you don't know something."
"The yellow spring and the blue sky are no match for the sky. Once you enter the underworld, there is no way to look back. If you have a choice, I believe that no one would want to stay in that dark... ghost place."
"In fact, ancient giants are constantly waking up from their long slumber, and then trying to break the shackles of the authentic laws day after day, until they fall into sleep again."
"Regrettably."
"They are too powerful and so deeply involved in everything in the underworld that it is almost impossible to escape. Only by launching a cross-border war can they gain short-term freedom."
"By comparison."
"They are more willing to live in the human world, interfere with destiny, participate in and promote the process of general trends, and use the turbid air of the world to consume the authentic cause and effect in their bodies bit by bit."
"only if."
"Only those ancient beings have the opportunity to completely escape from the control of the tunnel."
As he said this, Old Buddha's face showed a hint of complexity:
"The poor monk is one of the chess pieces. There is a giant who values the poor monk's mind and kills the cause and effect for the poor monk. The price is that I have to muddy the stagnant water in the world on his behalf."
"As for the ghosts in Fengdu City."
"Their work was similar to mine, but when their city lord escaped from trouble, he killed a judge. The Tenth Palace was furious and went to sea to capture the document. The underworld has been looking for him."
He talked a lot in one breath, some sighing and some expressing his true feelings.
Chen Yi was thoughtful.
People in the city tried their best to get out, and people outside the city tried their best to get in. As the lucky one who successfully escaped from the cage, Old Buddha's situation was no better than that of Bai Huerlian.
only.
The former is abandoned and rejected by the Three Realms and Six Paths. If he does not take the initiative to cause trouble, he will not be targeted. The latter is not tolerated by all the heavens, all races, and heaven and earth.
He does not die.
Countless giants feel uneasy. These thieves who once stole the source of truth do not have the courage to face the unspeakable. They are like poisonous snakes, entrenched in dark corners.
Waiting for the opportunity.
…
"so…"
Chen Yi looked troubled and rubbed the center of his brow gently: "Going down with you will not only be useless, but it will also be affected by the laws of the earth, making it difficult to move forward and achieve twice the result with half the effort?"
"Yes."
"in this way…"
After weighing the pros and cons, I had no choice but to give up: "Well, I won't force anyone to do anything difficult. I'll give you enough time to find a guide for me. Isn't this difficult to do?"
"Thank you for your consideration. I will try my best to live up to my expectations."
The old Buddha immediately bowed in response and paused:
"Having said that, I can inform you of some rumors that do not involve taboos about the human bloodline being assimilated by the Rakshasa bloodline that you mentioned earlier."
Chen Yi raised his eyebrows:
"oh?"
The old Buddha took a few steps closer and lowered his voice:
"It is said that as early as half an era ago, there were giants who conducted research on bloodlines. They used their great supernatural powers to collect the blood of ancient alien species, mythical beasts and immortal birds."
"Analyzed and refined through various means, and then corrected over a long period of time."
"In the end, he created an imitation called fake blood, and tried to replace his own blood with fake blood, so as to achieve the purpose of hiding from the truth and regaining his life."
"However, fake blood is just a fake after all and cannot be reborn."
"It lacks internal principles and laws. To put it simply, it is a flashy empty shell that deceives itself and others. There is no doubt that the giants have failed."
"All the ghosts that were fused with the fake blood did not die well. After that, the existence of the fake blood was gradually forgotten, but there are still those who are stubborn and unwilling to surrender..."
Both meat and vegetarian meat have a meaty texture in the mouth, but they are completely different in nature.
The former is worthy of its name, while the latter is just fake blood.
In the whole world, apart from the innate demon gods, the blood of all living beings are all given by God. How can man-made creations with mere acquired power defeat the flawlessness of God?
Chen Yi thought for a long time:
"You mean, the fake blood fused by the monks I saw is an improved version of that year? Is there anyone among the giants below who has mastered the real secret of blood exchange?"
"It's hard to say, this is just a guess made by a poor monk."
Old Buddha shook his head: "If there is really a giant who completes that step, it will be a very terrifying thing. Such an existence is definitely not something you and I can talk about."
A blood exchange.
It's not that great in itself. What's horrifying when you think about it carefully is that it creates something out of nothing that doesn't originally belong to any time and space.
A divine handiwork!
