Surrounded by fragrant wind, the hibiscus tent is warm.
Lin Feng sat aside and watched the birth-inducing woman cast her spell.
When we arrived here, the commotion of the grand occasion in the front mountain became more and more obvious, and the Blood River Sect disciples cheered loudly from time to time.
"Aren't you practicing in the Blood Demon Cave? Why are you calling me?"
As soon as the blood demon appeared, he frowned and looked at the birth attendant, realizing that Lin Feng was in the room. Before she could be surprised, the Blood River Ancestor appeared.
"Old woman, what is this?"
The evangelism conference is in full swing, and the two of them have a heavy burden.
As soon as he saw Lin Feng, the Blood River Ancestor flashed murderous intent.
"Boy, is that you?"
Without actually taking action, both of them looked at the midwife and waited for the next step.
"The old immortal has made up his mind to accept him as his disciple. Old man, you search for his soul, and Blood Demon Junior Sister, you exchange his blood for him. In this way, even if he comes from the White Water Sword Sect, he won't be able to change the world."
The strange old man wanted to accept a disciple. The blood river ancestor's eyes flashed and he looked at Lin Feng in surprise. The blood demon looked at Lin Feng, but he was just curious.
"Didn't he say that he would no longer accept disciples?"
"Who knows, he only said that this kid never had a good word for him from the moment they met!"
The Blood Demon and the Blood River Ancestor were stunned, and Lin Feng also had some guesses in his heart.
That kind of old monster, who is highly cultivated and consciously controls everything, will inevitably become more curious when meeting a young man who has no feelings for him. More importantly, Lin Feng will recover quickly after being affected by Dao Yun.
"Hmph, it seems like it would be better if he is Lin Feng of the White Water Sword Sect!"
With an evil look in his eyes, the Blood River Ancestor opened his huge palm to cover Lin Feng.
"Reincarnation, guiding the souls of the dead, searching for souls!"
Even if the Blood River Ancestor could dig deeper, he could only find out the memories of Lin Feng and Bai Xue during the six months at the Baishui Lake.
What happened at Zangxuan Temple was well known to everyone and was naturally investigated.
After a short time, the soul search was over, and the Blood River Ancestor remained motionless with an ugly look on his face.
"What's wrong?"
"It is not yet known whether this person is Lin Feng, but the White Water Lake Han Jiao is actually the Silver Jiao King of the Illusory Demon Realm, a blood demon. Didn't you notice it that night?"
The first half of the sentence was to answer the birth mother, and the second half was to question the blood demon. The ancestor of the Blood River was so angry that he blew his beard and stared!
"So it's him? No wonder I always feel familiar when he is sarcastic!"
The blood demon calmly recalled it and continued: "The true identity is the top secret of all the demon kings. I couldn't see how it was reasonable at the time. It's baseless for you to question me like this. If you don't want to cooperate, I will withdraw from the blood demon cave right now!"
She is not a good person, and in turn threatens the ancestor of Blood River.
"That's all. The damage was serious that day. It's useless to be angry at this time. What's going on?"
When Patriarch Xuehe explained how King Silver Dragon went to Zangxuan Temple and its subsequent development, all three of them found it strange.
They also felt that something was wrong. If the identities of Lin Feng and Bai Xue were to be revealed, would the Baishui Sword Sect and Zangxuan Temple be willing to go to such trouble? If any step goes wrong, both of them will die!
However, the old bald donkey came to Zeng and said that the two people's identities were true.
Lin Feng used his sword energy that day, causing the Blood River Emperor's dharma body to appear. It seemed that their identity was true.
A sense of absurdity surged into their hearts, and the three of them looked at Lin Feng, unable to tell whether it was sympathy or sarcasm.
"Actually, there is now the simplest and most direct way to prove his identity!"
The blood demon's beautiful eyes turned around, and he suddenly became kind to Lin Feng! The other two looked at each other and nodded.
"Haha, interesting, really interesting. Ancestor has lived for most of his life and has never seen such absurd things in the world." Ancestor Xuehe left with a smile.
"He leaves it to you. If something goes wrong, you know the consequences!"
The birth attendant also left without saying a word. The blood demon looked at Lin Feng, satisfied no matter how he looked at it.
Seeing her nervous look, Lin Feng was puzzled.
"Look, do I look good like this?" With a swipe of his hand, the blood demon changed his makeup. He was dressed in festive red clothes, with skin that could be broken by blows, some heroic eyebrows, a beautiful nose and a small mouth, and he looked like a peerless beauty.
"Well, Brother Zhou is not here, you should change back to your original appearance!"
"This is what I am!"
With green silk hair on her temples, like a fan, she looks like a heroic woman in her twenties, dignified and generous.
What the hell is she doing?
"Do you think he would like me like this?"
Lin Feng really couldn't bear the blood demon's words.
"No, sister, you, you..."
Whatever he wanted to say, he felt it was inappropriate to say anything.
He didn't know whether the blood demon was really a woman who wanted to change her appearance for Zhou Dayong to please her. But he knew that Zhou Dayong would definitely like the blood demon like this.
Even if he saw the blood demon's appearance, he would sincerely admire it.
"How about it?"
The other party was still asking questions, but Lin Feng quickly calmed down, wondering if he had lost his cultivation and had been unknowingly influenced by evil heretics. For a while, he stopped talking.
"You will like it, he must like it!"
Worrying about gains and losses, the blood demon was like a woman in love, and even ran to the mirror to observe herself.
"My fair lady, a gentleman is very fond of you. Brother Zhou will definitely like her!"
The first two sentences used to describe the blood demon and Zhou Dayong are a bit far-fetched, but the blood demon happily expressed his agreement.
I said it casually, but the girl must not take it seriously.
It was Zhou Dayong's opportunity to go to Zangxuan Temple. Lin Feng shouted in his heart for Amitabha, for fear that he would cause him undue karma.
"You also think we are made for each other, right?"
I didn't, don't talk nonsense!
Lin Feng was dumbfounded by her obsessive state of self-inflicted fantasy.
"Brother Zhou is a good man, and the girl also has a kind heart. It's really a good match!"
There was no other way. In order to find out the identity of the weird old man, Lin Feng had to put in a good word. He also wanted to remind the blood demon that Zhou Dayong might prefer her who was kind.
Perhaps a woman in this state dislikes being awakened by reality, and the blood demon suddenly returns to normal.
"I asked you to bring a message to Zangxuan Temple, but did you bring it?"
"I brought it to you, but I don't know, ahem, if anyone else has found it."
Indicating that he had just been soul-searched, Lin Feng looked at the blood demon.
Suddenly, the curtains automatically moved without wind and the door opened automatically.
The Blood River Emperor's Dharma body entered with his hands behind his back. Lin Feng felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling like he was being seen through.
"You used your sword intention that day, you use it again!"
The other party's tone was calm, as if he was carrying the reincarnation of all sentient beings behind him, unable to resist, Lin Feng subconsciously moved the heart of the sword.
But no matter what, he couldn't move a trace of the sword's intention. At this moment, in his body, even the sword art's mental method couldn't move along the meridians.
how so?
The most familiar thing was gone, Lin Feng remained calm, and Xue He had an expression that was true.
"Whether you are Lin Feng or not, you are a rare talent. The White Water Sword Sect seeks the Tao, and the Blood River Sect also seeks the Tao. From now on, you will practice with the Blood Demon!"
Like a dreamy figure, the Blood River Emperor left after confirming that he had no sword intention.
"Hehe, little junior brother, call me senior sister!"
Could it be that the strange old man is the master of Blood Demon and the others? How could Emperor Blood River agree and use that tone?
Lin Feng did not dare to look at the blood demon's sudden brightness and happiness, so he could only turn his head to one side and let her look at him.
With Emperor Xuehe's confirmation, the blood demon immediately felt at ease with him, and there was no sense of distance in his tone.
It was somewhat unimaginable that the blood demon's cultivation and status would actually make him feel warm. Lin Feng could only subconsciously feel that maybe she really had a clear conscience as Monk Baozheng said.
"Practicing the art of blood spirit is different from practicing the evil arts of ghosts. Blood is where the essence of the human body is stored, and it is the bridge that communicates with the body and soul. People in the world practice Qi as the first priority and the physical body as the second priority. Even if there are occasional people who practice physical arts, It’s heavy on Qi and blood, but in the end, it’s still heavy on Qi!”
These words are not difficult to understand!
"All living beings of flesh and blood have blood as their foundation. Junior brother, think about it, since the energy of cultivation and the essence of grains are stored in blood, blood is the foundation, is it right?"
From this perspective, it is indeed right!
But some creatures in the world do not rely on flesh and blood to survive.
The spirits of plants and trees, the wandering souls and wild ghosts who attain enlightenment and practice, and the spirits of heaven and earth who gain wisdom, all of them do not need blood.
"For flesh and blood creatures, this is indeed the case!"
"Don't have any grudges because of the blood spirit technique. In terms of pure blood spirit, it is the foundation of life. There is no good or evil in the technique, only the person who casts it!"
Oops!
The blood demon's remarks are indeed good. There is a reason why she has reached such a level of cultivation.
The highest realm pursued by monks in the world is nothing but freedom and immortality. Most people only care about having power that far exceeds that of ordinary people. They only seek happiness in their lives and do not cultivate the afterlife.
Everyone's pursuits are different, but many people will only sink into their own paths. Only those with a high level of cultivation like the blood demon who can learn from good and evil can go further and further.
He actually somewhat believed that her conscience was still intact!
"follow me!"
Lin Feng acted as he was told, and the blood demon led him to a picture of an erotic palace. What was depicted in the picture was the art of nourishing yin and yang, and he subconsciously avoided it.
"The way of Yin and Yang is the great road of the world, from small to large, and from large to small. It is embodied in all things in the world. Junior brother, please feel free to watch it."
It was really embarrassing. The cultivation that Lin Feng had received since childhood prevented him from looking directly at this picture.
"The mother-in-law who has seen and understood this picture has used yin to harvest yang. Her technique is powerful and far superior to that of the ancestor Xuehe. Ancestor Xuehe has seen and understood this picture. She has used yang to harvest yin. Although she has gained something, her technique is far behind. Junior brother, don't be careless. .”
It is not that Lin Feng has not dabbled in the Tao of Yin and Yang, but such as the Blood River Sect, which presents the love affairs between men and women in such a straightforward manner, and then allows the enlightened people to find their own methods of practice, directly touches people's hearts.
Although it is embarrassing, I have to say that this is the embodiment of Yin Yang Avenue.
Dispelling the emotions in his heart, Lin Feng contemplated seriously.
The yin and yang were harmonious, like a dream. He was immersed in it, and suddenly he saw the woman in the painting, her eyebrows were curved and she was smiling, playing coquettishly towards him.
The mind wanders away, confused!
Only then did he realize that there was a picture in the woman's eyes, and there was a woman in the picture. What the woman saw was different, and there was a cave in each different place!
The soul passed through many barriers in an instant, and Lin Feng came to the strange old man again.
He slowly raised his head, the chains rattling.
"What? He agreed?"
"I agree, but I want you to teach him the pure art of blood spirit. This time, he won't compete with you!" The blood demon said word for word, very carefully.
"Haha, don't you want to fight with me?"
The strange old man looked down at the chains on his body and looked up at Lin Feng, whose face was slightly red.
"Are you so impatient?"
"It's not about being impatient. As long as the young phoenix doesn't die, there is a possibility of backlash in the young phoenix's bones. Therefore, she must die!"
"I see!"
The strange old man laughed heartily and felt sad. Lin Feng immediately guessed why the blood demon brought him into the erotic palace.
Everything is a conspiracy!
