Chapter 138 Entering the Sea of ​​Blood and Seeing the Styx

"No need to save it..."

Until Huang Long walked away, Queen Mother Xi's ears still echoed with these words, staring blankly at the jade bottle in her hand.

She had risked her life to trade three drops of the highest-grade life source liquid and save the southern sea for three thousand years.

As a result, Huang Long now casually took out a whole jade bottle of life source liquid.

There are at least thirty or fifty drops of life source liquid in this jade bottle, and these are all the highest-grade ones...

This contrast is really hard for her to accept, and she was stunned for a while.

Seeing Queen Mother Xi staring blankly at the jade bottle in her hand, Bai Mi mistakenly thought that she didn't know how to use the life source liquid, walked to her side, and explained:

"Sister, this bottle contains life source liquid. As long as you pour it in, you can speed up the ripening time of the spiritual fruit and increase the age of the spiritual root."

"Here, just like this."

While speaking, Bai Mi took out a similar jade bottle from her arms, poured a drop of life source liquid out of it, and dripped it on a congenital spiritual root next to it, and demonstrated it to Queen Mother Xi attentively.

Seeing this, the Queen Mother of the West couldn't help but twitch her eyes a little, feeling heartbroken.

No, such a precious life source liquid, you actually use it to water this ordinary innate spiritual root? It's a waste of natural resources!!!

But soon, the Queen Mother of the West thought of a possibility.

Maybe...

In Huanglong's dojo, this life source liquid is not a precious thing?

But is this really possible? This is a precious spiritual thing that can speed up the ripening time of spiritual fruits and increase the age of spiritual roots. Is it really not a precious thing?

"Do you usually use the life source liquid to water these innate spiritual roots?"

"Not really..."

Hearing this, the Queen Mother of the West breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, if such a precious life source liquid can really be used to water ordinary innate spiritual roots casually, she really can't accept it.

But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw Bai Mi shaking the jade bottle in his hand and explaining:

"Because the master only gives us a bottle of life source liquid every few thousand years, we can't use it often to irrigate these innate spiritual roots."

"Generally speaking, we use most of the life source liquid to irrigate the gourd vine and the yellow plum tree, two top-grade innate spiritual roots."

"Other spiritual roots are irrigated relatively less, usually one drop per piece, and on average once every one or two thousand years..."

Huahua——!

As soon as Bai Mi finished speaking, the crown of the innate enlightenment tea tree not far away rose up without wind, and four leaves of tea floated out and fell into the hands of Bai Mi and others. The meaning was obvious.

Seeing this, Bai Mi smiled sweetly, ran to the Xiantian Wudao tea tree, patted its thick trunk, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, the master has instructed that I will give you priority to water the source of life in the future, and I won't let you go hungry, but you must remember to give me more tea~"

Huahua——!

The Xiantian Wudao tea tree shook slightly, and four more leaves of tea fell into the hands of Bai Mi and the other four.

The Queen Mother of the West looked at the tea leaves falling from her hands again, and then she slowly came back to her senses and muttered to herself:

"It only takes a few thousand years to have a bottle of source of life. Then my behavior of spending so much money to trade for a few drops of source of life before seems stupid..."

After all, she is a well-known figure in the prehistoric world, and she was once the head of the female immortals in the prehistoric world. She quickly adjusted her mentality and looked in the direction where Huang Long left, revealing a look of admiration.

"As expected of Master, this is hidden too deeply!"

She did not have any resentment, but admired Huang Long even more.

You know, she and Huang Long have traded so many times, and even in the first trade, she made a post-deduction, but she could only see Pangu's legacy.

She thought at that time that this was what Huang Long got from Pangu's legacy, and the quantity was limited and it would be gone once it was used up.

But when it came to the second trade, Huang Long hinted that there was a long-term access channel.

At that time, she thought that such a precious spiritual object, even if it could be obtained for a long time, the output must be extremely limited, and it was estimated that it would take tens of thousands of years to get one or two drops.

As a result, now it seems that Huang Long can take out a bottle at will in thousands of years. How can this be limited in output? !

It was only at this moment that she realized that what she had seen all along was what Huang Long wanted her to see, and Huang Long was far more unfathomable than she imagined.

As for other people in the prehistoric world, they knew even less about Huang Long.

There were even many Daluo Jinxian who had never heard of Huang Long's name before the battle between Huang Long and Zhunti.

Such a safe and steady style of doing things naturally suited the appetite of Queen Mother Xi, and she became more respectful of Huang Long.

She made up her mind to learn the way of Gou from Huang Long in the future.

At the same time, knowing that Huang Long had a large amount of life source liquid in his hands and obtained it so quickly, Queen Mother Xi saw the hope of attaining the Tao.

If the years of the Xiantian Renshui Pantao Tree could be increased by three Yuanhui, she might be able to enter the realm of Hunyuan in an alternative way.

Thinking of this, Queen Mother Xi's heartbeat accelerated.

If it were in the past, she would definitely keep this idea firmly in her heart, but now...

It's different!

After thinking for a moment, she knocked on Huang Long's door and told Huang Long her idea.

"Just do it according to your own ideas, and leave the rest to me."

Huang Long smiled slightly. He did not completely agree with the Queen Mother of the West's idea.

The Queen Mother of the West's method is indeed feasible, but it is not safe enough. Since she wants to use the Xiantian Renshui Peach Tree to achieve the Hunyuan Fruition.

Then why not be bolder? Why limit it to the Xiantian Renshui Peach Tree?

But how to do it specifically, Huang Long still needs to carefully deduce and plan. He has not yet told the Queen Mother of the West his ideas. He plans to wait until the time is ripe before telling her the specific method.

If the Queen Mother of the West can really achieve the Hunyuan Fruition, it will be of great help to Huang Long's future plans.

Since in the memory of the traverser, Hongjun can make the Heavenly Dao the only rule for the operation of the prehistoric world, why can't Huang Long let the Earthly Dao override the Heavenly Dao?

Huang Long has never lacked ambition, otherwise he would not have decided not to join the Chan Sect after getting the memory of the traverser, and he would not have started planning the matter of the Earthly Dao Saint after becoming the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

But he has always been very clear-headed, knowing that he should do as much as he has the ability.

In the past, he was not even a Hunyuan Jinxian, and was very far from being a saint of the earth, let alone letting the earth surpass the heaven.

But now, he has the qualifications!

However, the road must be taken step by step, and Huang Long is not in a hurry at all. What he needs to do now is to prepare in advance for the establishment of the underworld.

Then help Hou Tu reincarnate, let the earth appear in the world, and become a saint of the earth!

...

Time flies, and it is five thousand years later in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Huang Long was consolidating his cultivation and comprehending the great way on Yunmeng Fairy Island.

Suddenly, a voice, spread by the Great Dao of the Great Wilderness, echoed in his ears.

"I am the Styx, and now I have created a tribe named Shura to perfect the order of the Great Wilderness. I hope the Heavenly Dao will see it!"

"Asura tribe, come out!"

Rumble——!

Above the Nine Heavens, lightning surged, and the Heavenly Dao was touched. It recognized that the birth of the Asura clan was beneficial to the operation of the prehistoric world and bestowed a lot of merit.

Although it was not as good as the merit obtained by Nuwa when she created humans, it was also quite good.

Forty percent of these merits fell on the newly born Asura clan.

The remaining sixty percent fell on the Styx Taoist.

Under this infusion of merit, the cultivation of the Lord of the Blood Sea rose steadily, and it took only a moment to reach the peak of the middle stage of the Quasi-Saint, and he was only a hair's breadth away from the late stage of the Quasi-Saint, saving a lot of years of hard practice.

And the connection between him and the Blood Sea became closer and closer.

If it is said that the Styx Taoist had a small gap with the Three Pure Ones, Donghuang Taiyi, and the two Westerners before this.

Then now, this gap has been caught up by him, and he is even slightly higher than some Quasi-Saints.

At the same time.

The extremely strong killing aura rushed up from the depths of the Blood Sea, dyeing the space blood red.

Many creatures were terrified after feeling this murderous aura, and stood there in a daze, not daring to make any big moves.

For the prehistoric creatures, killing and death are often the two roads they fear the most.

Now, such a strong murderous aura rushed out from the depths of the blood sea, which naturally made the creatures who felt this murderous aura feel afraid.

Above the blood sea.

The waves were surging, and the blood waves were surging.

Millions of Asuras, led by four Daluo Jinxian Asuras, emerged from the blood sea and worshiped the man who was sitting cross-legged on the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus, wearing a blood-colored robe, and was extremely beautiful.

"Asuras, see the ancestor!"

Seeing this, Minghe laughed loudly, full of vigor and vitality.

He waved his hand lightly, and a pure mana surged out, and all the Asuras were lifted up by the blood below.

After a few simple instructions, the Taoist of Minghe led the Asuras into the blood sea.

After settling the creatures, Minghe's face changed slightly, and he sighed with a little regret.

Although he gained a lot of merits after creating the Asura clan, and he became more compatible with the killing road.

However, he did not become a saint in one fell swoop like Nuwa, nor did he achieve the mixed origin fruit position like Huanglong.

Even the late stage of quasi-saint is still a hair's breadth away.

For Minghe, who is determined to achieve the great way, he has worked hard for so long, but has not achieved the expected results. How can he not be depressed?

But he is also a powerful person in charge of one side, and he quickly adjusted his mentality.

At least, this time he gained a lot of merits, and it is more compatible with the killing road, and the obstacles to cultivation in the future will be much less.

Moreover, after the birth of the Asura clan, the blood sea has become more mysterious and obtained more prehistoric authority.

These are all real improvements, which are not a false joy, and are still good gains.

...

Guixu, Yunyin Taoist Temple.

Huang Long looked towards the direction of the blood sea, with a faint smile on his face.

After the birth of the Asura clan, the Styx Taoist will have a deeper understanding of the Way of Killing, and the blood sea will become more mysterious.

Although killing and death are two completely different ways, they have many things in common.

If he could discuss the way of killing with the Styx Taoist who is proficient in the Way of Killing in the blood sea, Huang Long might be able to have more understanding of the Way of Death by analogy.

However, Huang Long did not go to the blood sea immediately.

It will take a lot of time for the Styx Patriarch to digest what he has gained this time, and it is not meaningful to go there now.

Three hundred years later.

Huang Long's body shook slightly, and he disappeared from Guixu.

During these years, Huang Long has never abandoned his cultivation. In addition, after becoming a Hunyuan Jinxian, he is more in tune with the Dao and it is easier to comprehend the Dao.

In just over 5,000 years, Huang Long has mastered 40% of the Dao of Space. Now he can break through space and quickly travel through various places in the prehistoric world.

When Huang Long appeared again, he was already above the blood sea.

Looking at the endless blood sea and feeling the strong killing aura, even though he had seen many scenes in the prehistoric world, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, Huang Long from Guixu is visiting."

Deep in the blood sea.

Daoist Minghe opened his eyes from seclusion, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

It is impossible for him not to have heard of who Huang Long is, but he has never had any contact with the Guixu lineage...

That's not right. I'm afraid that few people in the prehistoric world know who the Guixu lineage is.

In short, Minghe is very sure that he and Huang Long have no intersection.

So the question is, since there is no intersection, why did Huang Long come here?

However, Huang Long did not venture into the sea of ​​blood without permission, and was very polite, obviously coming with good intentions.

Although Minghe was quite puzzled, and the other party was a Hunyuan Jinxian, he had no reason to refuse the guest, so he did not dare to neglect him and immediately stood up and flew upwards.

The edge of the sea of ​​blood.

Huang Long did not wait for long, and in the flash of blood, the ancestor of Minghe, wearing a blood robe, walked out of the sea of ​​blood, bowed and said:

"Greetings to the chief of the Huanglong clan, I wonder why fellow Huanglong came here this time?"

For more than five thousand years, the news that Huang Long became the trusted chief of the dragon clan had spread throughout the prehistoric world, so Minghe called him the chief.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, I have a little understanding of the Great Dao of Death, and I came here this time to discuss the Dao with you."

Whether it was Huang Long or the ancestor of Minghe, they did not like to beat around the bush, and after a simple greeting, they stated their purpose.

Hearing that Huang Long came to discuss the Dao, Minghe was stunned for a moment, then he showed a touch of joy and agreed happily.

When Huang Long achieved the Daluo fruit position, the strange scene of the Styx crossing the sky and earth and countless Yin spirits submitting to it still impressed the Taoist Minghe.

How could he have a slight understanding of the Dao to be able to create such a spectacular Dao vision?

He knew very well that the two Daos of killing and death complement each other.

If he could discuss the Dao with Huang Long, who was proficient in the Dao of Death and had the cultivation of Hunyuan Jinxian, he would have a deeper understanding of the Dao of Killing. How could he refuse Huang Long's invitation?

In the prehistoric world, the Dao is the most important.

Whether it is the innate sacred or the acquired creatures, they are desperately pursuing the Dao.

Discussing the Dao can be said to be a very common way of cultivation.

However, the Blood Sea is filthy and murderous, and the Taoist Minghe specializes in the Dao of Killing, and has a fierce reputation. There are not many creatures who dare to come to the Blood Sea to discuss the Dao with him.

Even if he came to the outside world and took the initiative to propose, few people would be willing.

Now that Huang Long, such a powerful person, took the initiative to propose, Minghe Taoist naturally wanted to seize this opportunity.

Then, he invited Huang Long to enter the Blood God Temple, and a blood-red lotus appeared under his feet, which was the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus.

Huang Long did not show any understanding, just sitting cross-legged on the ground, without any Taoist practice, just like an ordinary person.

But his body was wrapped with mysterious Taoist rhyme, telling the true meaning of death.

Before Huang Long spoke, Minghe seemed to see the Avenue of Death. Under Huang Long's guidance, he also manifested the Avenue of Killing and began to discuss the Tao silently.