A monster is a monster. He finally had some affection for her and then disappeared.
"Immortal to old age, immortal to old age, immortal to old age, immortal to immortality. Boy, are you afraid of this?"
The strange old man's eyes were burning. At this time, he looked like an old preacher. He was looking forward to it, but Lin Feng had something else to say.
"Dare you ask me your senior's name?"
"His name is Lao Immortal! Before the Blood River Sect, he was here!" The blood demon added on the side, Lin Feng was extremely surprised!
"But I didn't say I wanted to learn Taoism from him!"
"Whether you are willing or not, it doesn't matter what your status is. The emperor wants you to learn, you have to learn."
The blood demon's tone was still calm, and Lin Feng paused.
"Boy, you study hard and it will be easier for you. If you insist on toasting, you will be punished with a drink. Then don't blame me, the old man!"
Lin Feng couldn't explain how he felt when this face showed a bad taste. It was as disgusting as stepping on a toad with his bare feet, or feeling a long snake on his side when he was half awake on a summer night.
"If I don't learn, you guys are neither human nor ghosts. What's the benefit of me learning?"
The two of them were stunned for a moment before realizing that he wanted benefits.
"Boy, am I too good-tempered?"
The old man's tone changed, and there was a bloody storm. The chains shrank and slapped Lin Feng away.
After struggling to get up, Lin Feng stopped when he saw the people who had just died.
"Is this the pure blood spirit art you are talking about?"
So many people were in trouble, and he could only express his anger.
"It is their blessing to feed the weak to the strong and sacrifice for me. If your cultivation level is higher than mine in the future, I will have no objection to you using me to sacrifice."
Seeing his anger, Old Immortal did not talk about the opposition between good and evil, but instead stimulated him to practice hard and kill himself.
"So the people you teach are all disobedient?"
The old immortal did not answer, but the blood demon Yun Danfengqing said.
"So what if you are angry? You are no longer Lin Feng, the White Water Sword Sect. You don't even have the ability to protect yourself now. Those who know the current affairs are heroes!"
As he finished speaking, he opened his mouth with two fingers, and the blood all over Lin Feng's body was pulled into the air. A pool of blood appeared out of thin air behind the old immortal, filling the gap in his blood.
I feel like I am no longer myself, is it really not up to me?
"Blood is the foundation of life, Lin Feng. From now on, you are Lin Feng of the Blood River Sect!"
Not yet understanding what the blood demon meant, Lin Feng watched his own blood being sucked by the old immortal.
"It tastes great. If we catch this Silver Dragon King, the preaching conference will be even more powerful!" The old immortal especially liked the Buddha nature in his blood, with an aftertaste on his face.
"Blood is the root of all spirits. It receives the energy of heaven and earth at the top, and hides the essence of the human body at the bottom. It communicates with the principles of yin and yang, transcends spiritual differences, and is the leader of all spirits. Blood is the root of spiritual growth. Spiritual roots carry the energy of heaven and earth. It’s extremely bloody…”
The opening chapter makes it clear that the blood demon has a pious face, the old immortal is as calm as water, and Lin Feng's face is either red or white, and begins to twist.
"You lied to me?"
The blood demon said from the beginning that he wanted him to practice pure blood spirit arts, and even said that the arts did not distinguish between good and evil. Feeling that he had become evil, Lin Feng's pitiful trust was wiped out.
"The first lesson in practice is not to trust anyone!"
The blood demon's expression was filled with indescribable mockery, and Lin Feng's heart was filled with indescribable anger.
Chufeng's bones were being beaten, and he felt the same way at this moment!
Unable to resist, he was extremely angry.
Demons are demons and ghosts are ghosts. They will never become humans just because they occasionally do something human!
He soon realized that his trust in the blood demon came from Monk Baozheng.
You are a sword cultivator. When did you start to be deceived by other people's words and unable to uphold your sword intention?
Kenshin? No!
At this moment, Lin Feng finally understood what he had lost. The pain of changing his mind was nothing compared to the pain. He no longer believed that the encounter with Bai Xue was the result of a secret plan arranged by Baishui Sword Sect and Zangxuan Temple.
Crazy, painful, twisted and crawling, he crawled beside the corpse and breathed in the dead air. At this moment, Lin Feng, who could lead the world, was dead.
Greedy and thirsty, Lin Feng shuttled between the corpses, his eyes red.
"This kid has such an amazing talent!"
Like a monkey, Lao Immortal also has a bit of solemnity.
"A person's bones can be taken away, but his understanding cannot. Even if this person is not Lin Feng, he is still the top genius of the White Water Sword Sect. Interesting!"
The blood demon had some free time and was examining it.
"Haha, I don't care what his plans are. This kid must be my closed disciple, get out!"
The sudden violent shouting made the blood demon turn pale with fear and quickly disappeared. Lin Feng looked up in confusion, and red rain started to fall from the sky.
It's all blood!
The collapse of belief is enough to destroy a person!
The patter of rain trampled the dust, Lin Feng raised his head like a dog, and Lao Immortal slowly crouched down.
"You are very good!"
"Kill you, I'm going to kill you, ah!"
After losing everything and having his faith collapsed, Lin Feng realized that when he faced all kinds of difficulties, he could cheer Bai Xue up because he still had someone to rely on!
Now that he had nothing left, his bones had been changed by the old immortal and the blood demon, and even his soul had become evil, he realized that he was not much better than Bai Xue.
Opening his hand at will, the old immortal smiled cruelly.
"Stay alive, you are my disciple, otherwise, nothing will happen!"
As the applause fell, a dense crowd of red-eyed people appeared in the distance of the dark prison, including mortals and monks.
The earth and rocks on both sides surged and squeezed to form a single passage. The passage was a dead end. However, Lin Feng could use this distance to retreat slowly and delay the chance of survival.
Or, he can choose to wait for death!
At the beginning, he still acted in principle against the monks. They generally had low cultivation levels and he could still deal with them. However, when he found that mortals were more ruthless and difficult to deal with, his anger instantly took over.
Lin Feng was unlucky, and Zangxuan Temple was also in turmoil.
A large building complex was on fire and shrouded in ghostly mist, but the monks gathered in the main hall were at a loss.
The mountain-protecting formation is intact. Monk Baolong and layman Qingdeng stand above the main hall, with Buddha light shining all over them, illuminating the dark night.
Outside the formation, high in the sky, the sky is like blood.
"Senior brother, he should be here!"
In the deep sky, scarlet brilliance passed through the Milky Way like a meteor, carrying boundless ghostly energy, and fell towards Cangxuan Mountain.
The monks hiding in the main hall could also see the red light in the sky with their naked eyes. They sat cross-legged and chanted sutras one after another. With the blessing of boundless Buddhist dharma, the vegetation and animals in Cangxuan Mountain began to awaken. They had been with the Buddha nature for a long time, and at this critical moment, they all became enlightened.
The huge skeleton appeared in the red light. Monk Baolong moved slowly and took out a palm-sized scale from his sleeve. It was full of spiritual power and was even more powerful than the Buddha's light.
"The river of blood, the thousand-year grudges, will finally come to an end today!"
"End? Cangxuan Mountain blocks my avenue and cuts off my foundation. It's over when you say it's over?"
The skeletons shook and became very dissatisfied. The scattered skeletons turned into ghosts and smashed down on the mountain guard formation below.
"Right and wrong are witnessed by heaven. If you anger the world, you will be punished by heaven!"
The holy monk spoke harshly, and the skeleton retorted angrily.
"I have become a god, who is right and wrong? God's punishment? Hahahaha, God's punishment? Without the help of the Sword Sect, I will see how you will be punished by God!"
The skeleton transformed into the Blood River Emperor, carrying the reincarnation of the underworld, looking down at Cangxuan Mountain.
The monks below chanted sutras louder and louder, as if the gods and Buddhas were angry. The barrier of the mountain guarding formation expanded outwards, and the falling netherworld breath was purified into nothingness.
Under the formation, the enlightened vegetation and monsters attracted the attention of the Blood River Emperor.
"Do you want them to notify Jianmen? Unfortunately, they have too much time to take care of themselves!"
There was another burst of wild laughter, the Blood River Emperor's energy surged, and the whole sky was filled with blood clouds.
"Open the door to the underworld for me!"
At the location where the Silver Dragon King unexpectedly appeared, a tall and strange stone door appeared in the black light, and a dense crowd of innocent faces appeared on the door frame, as if they were about to squeeze into the human world from the netherworld.
Buzz!
The Gate of Netherworld drums once, then drums again!
As the Blood River Emperor raised his hands high, countless wandering ghosts fell like a heavy rain, heading towards Cangxuan Mountain.
The Buddha's chants filled the sky at their peak, and the Blood River Emperor made no move. He just looked at Cangxuan Mountain with a sneer, without even looking at Monk Baolong and layman Qingdeng.
Viewed from another angle, the resentful ghosts flooded the entire Cangxuan Mountain, and the brilliant Buddha's light was suppressed in an instant, unable to reveal any gaps.
"This god wants to dominate the three realms and end the grudges?"
The monks vomited blood one after another, the golden body was broken, and the Qingdeng layman turned pale.
"Senior brother, how can he escape from the netherworld?"
"Didn't you say that the Blood River Sect's preaching conference is still going on? Could it be that the laws of heaven and earth are no longer able to suppress him?"
No matter what the possibility was, Emperor Xuehe was already in front of him. Monk Baolong did not think about it and just looked at the Buddha's light starting to shrink below with compassion.
"Amitabha!"
The Buddhas below echo!
"Amitabha!"
"We are trusted by the world and support Taoism. Now we are causing trouble in the world. If I don't go to hell, who will? Amitabha!"
"Amitabha!"
The light of the scales in his hand had been destroyed by the Dharma to the extreme, and the Holy Monk Baolong threw it in front of him.
"Junior Sister, please quickly ask the Buddha Girl to inform Young Master Lin that the Blood River Emperor is coming to the world, and Netherworld's body will be severely damaged. Within a hundred years, it is the best time to kill this beast!"
"No, senior brother!"
The layman Qingdeng took out a green lantern, threw it into the air and disappeared. He turned back and looked at the holy monk Baolong stubbornly.
"We have been together for thousands of years, but our destiny is gone in one day. Why are you suffering?"
The Qingdeng layman outputted the Dharma, destroying the scales with all his strength, and the golden body shook.
"In the next life, I will protect the world with my senior brother. Senior brother, I will take the first step!"
The body was broken like porcelain, and the pieces were blown off. Qingdeng layman was out of the sea of suffering.
With endless sorrow, the Holy Monk Baolong spread out his one hand to guide. The runes of the Tianlong Sutra were arranged in all directions. Eight golden dragons appeared and roared to the sky.
"Silver Dragon King, this is your last chance to return to the Illusory Demon Realm!"
Holy Monk Baolong spoke slowly. In the main hall below, a monk who was reciting sutras devoutly raised his head and became angry.
"Please tell the Demon God that Emperor Blood River has the ambition to dominate the three realms. The Gate of Netherworld is close to the Illusory Demon Realm, and all living beings will be destroyed. If the human world does not ask for help from the Illusory Demon Realm, its lips will die and its teeth will become cold."
"Humph, old monk, we will settle the accounts later!"
The Silver Dragon King was very unwilling and threw the Heavenly Dragon Secret Box from his monk's robe, turned around and flew to a certain position in the formation.
A dark gap appeared in the formation, and the Silver Dragon King stepped into it without even thinking.
Ding!
The overturned Tianlong Secret Box turned into a giant coffin and came to the feet of Monk Baolong.
"If you don't respect the way of heaven, Blood River, I will let you know what the way of heaven is today!"
Kicking open the coffin lid, a small transparent sword penetrated the sole of Monk Baolong's foot, carrying his blood and connecting the runes of the Tianlong Sutra.
boom!
The sky shakes and the earth shakes, the whole world becomes clear!
The sword light soaring into the sky pierced the formation and headed straight towards the Blood River Emperor!
