Chapter 1218: The Twelve States of Sky Cloud: Asura's Divine Blood and Wuding River

Chapter 1218: The Twelve States of Sky Cloud: Asura's Divine Blood and Wuding River

"Asura's divine blood, as long as we get this treasure, the strength of our Luo family can be more than doubled, and we can fight against the seven great sects. After more than a hundred years of cultivation, it is not impossible to restore our former glory." Luo Luo The ancestor of the family opened and closed his eyes, and there was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

The Nascent Soul Stage Elders below looked at each other in dismay, both showing a dazed expression.

"Old Ancestor, what is Shura's divine blood? Is it more precious than the Tongtian Lingbao?" The white-robed monk licked his tongue and asked in surprise.

"Hmph, the old man has already said that the reason why my Luo family was able to become the overlord of the Twelve States of Tianyun back then was because of the bloodline of King Tiansha Ming, but after millions of years of reproduction, the bloodline has become very thin. Otherwise, my Luo family should have recovered a long time ago, and that Asura blood is a drop of blood left by King Asura in the human world in ancient times."

"A drop of blood?" Luo Zishu raised her head, and her beautiful eyes flashed with puzzlement: "Old Ancestor, I have heard of King Asura, although he is great, but in terms of strength, he is only on par with King Tiansha Ming. Can a drop of blood really bring my Luo family back to its former glory?"

"Zi girl, you are wrong." The ancestor of the Luo family put his hand on his forehead and said mysteriously.

"wrong?"

"Yes, the Asura King who left behind this drop of divine blood is not the same as her ancestors in the past. Legend has it that this senior is extremely intelligent and strong in cultivation, which is comparable to that of a true immortal. In this interface, the overlords of each realm do not belong to each other, and often fight with each other, but she is different, and is regarded as the master by the other five kings..."

Even though all the Nascent Soul stage old monsters present here, without exception, they were all stunned, and then they started talking among themselves.

"King Ashura, the Lord of the Underworld, I didn't expect that what we are looking for this time is actually a treasure related to her."

"But even if it is the blood of a true fairy, the amount of a drop is too small."

"Yeah, just one drop, how can my Luo family be reborn?"

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"Hmph, why are you panicking? Are you afraid that your efforts will be in vain, but you won't get any benefits in the end?" The Luo family patriarch's face darkened, his gaze slowly swept across, and those Nascent Soul stage elders hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to speak indiscriminately.

"Forgive me, Ancestor, we never have this intention. For millions of years, my Luo family has been like a rat crossing the street. As long as the family can be revived, we will not know what is good and what is bad, and care about personal gains and losses." Luo Zicong arched He cupped his hands, his face full of sincerity.

"Yes, Patriarch, what the second brother said is right, everything is for the family."

"We never count whether we get the benefits."

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"Well, you're right to think so." The ancestor of the Luo family nodded: "But don't worry, everyone, this time the plan is successful, and everyone here will not work in vain."

"The old ancestor said..." The beautiful female cultivator raised her head, with a thoughtful look on her face.

"Yes, if you want to restore the glory of the Luo family and let our descendants inherit the power of King Asura, you only need half a drop of divine blood. After taking the blood, half a drop of it will be blended into the fetus in her womb using a secret method."

"In this way, the child born in this way will be cleansed from the Book of Changes, with incomparable aptitude. Afterwards, he will spread his branches and leaves for at most a thousand years, and my Luo family will regain its former glory."

"The remaining half drop of divine blood..." A skinny old man sitting at the bottom spoke excitedly.

"Old Qi, you really have no backbone. The old man said that he would not treat you disciples who take risks and take treasures badly. I will take half of the remaining half drop of divine blood, and dilute the last quarter with spiritual liquid. According to your performance in the treasure hunting, whoever has made more contributions will get more points, and whoever is cheating and playing tricks is unwilling to contribute..." When the ancestor said this, his voice stopped abruptly, but all the immortal cultivators present I know what I know.

Of course, there are many questions.

In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is used to determine superiority and inferiority. The ancestors want to divide the big ones and they have nothing to say. The problem is that there is only a quarter of the blood left in the end, and it will be divided among more than ten people. Is this useful?

Among all the people present, Luo Zisu was the most favored, so this woman tremblingly raised the question in her heart.

"Don't worry, although there is only a small amount of divine blood left, what is contained in it is immortal power. The effect after it is integrated into the body is far inferior to any panacea. Like you, Zi Cong, you are already a late stage monk. If you The opportunity is good, and it is not impossible to enter the separation and separation period bravely and diligently."

"Old Ancestor, does it really have such an effect?" The white-robed monk froze, with an ecstatic expression on his face.

"This is natural. Otherwise, when the fetus lands, it will take at least a thousand years for the Luo family to regain its glory by spreading branches and leaves. If you want to fight against the seven major sects in a short period of time, you will pin your hopes on you. Zi Cong has Opportunity to advance to clutch, as for you, as long as you are not too stupid, it should be a matter of course to step into the late Nascent Soul."

After taking a deep breath, everyone in the room was surprised. In the final analysis, immortal cultivators are selfish after all. Using the revival of the family to motivate them is far less than the actual benefits. The ancestor of the Luo family nodded in satisfaction. In fact, his selfishness is more serious.

I own a quarter of a drop of divine blood, and after merging into my body, let alone the bottleneck in front of me, as long as I practice hard, it is entirely possible to catch up to Wangtinglou.

The title of the number one expert in the Twelve States of Tianyun is nothing, but the Road to Longevity is beckoning to him.

"Okay, everyone knows the purpose of this old man. Time is running out. We don't have the energy to delay here. The nine ghost girls have been prepared, and we will start to act now."

After the ancestor of the Luo family said this, he didn't see any movement from him, so he rose into the air in a sitting position, turned into a startled rainbow, flew out of the temporary cave, and looked at the direction, heading towards Xuanyuan City.

The other old monsters looked at each other and followed behind.

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the other side.

Lin Xuan was in trouble. At this moment, a large number of ghosts and ghosts gathered in front of him. There were nearly a hundred of them, and their appearances were also different. They rushed over with their teeth and claws.

"court death!"

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, and from the place where his sleeves were shaking, densely packed sword light fishes swam out, flashing with spiritual light, and ruthlessly greeted those ghosts.

The screams were endless, and soon those ghosts were slaughtered.

Although there were a lot of these ghosts, except for the leading ones who were equivalent to alchemy monks, the rest were only at the foundation establishment stage. Even if there were a hundred times the number, Lin Xuan could easily deal with them.

"Master." With a flash of white light, Yue'er appeared in front of him: "You never think this place is a bit strange?"

"En." Lin Xuan nodded: "The number of yin veins is ridiculously large. I have seen no less than seven or eight of them along the way."

The so-called yin veins, as the name suggests, are the same thing as spirit veins and demon veins, capable of producing strong yin energy.

It is very helpful for ghost monks to advance.

It's just that there are not many in the human world, and they are extremely rare. It is said that only in the Yin Division world can the number of Yin veins be shocking.

However, Lin Xuan can be 100% sure that although he was sucked into the space vortex, this place is by no means the legendary underworld.

You must know that the underworld is on the same level as the spirit world. If you really get there, what you encounter will not be the low-level things in front of you.

But besides the underworld, where are there so many yin veins? It would be hard to understand for another immortal cultivator. However, Lin Xuan had a special experience. Both master and servant had weird expressions on their faces. They looked at each other, almost They spoke in unison: "Wuding River."

"Master, do you think so too?"

"Well, with the experience of Yaoling Island, how could I forget that since ancient times, the Three Holy Lands, Penglai Mountain, Yaoling Island, and Wuding River have been handed down from ancient times?" Lin Xuan said while turning With his consciousness released, he carefully searched for useful clues.

"Young Master, regarding the Three Sacred Lands, shouldn't it be the Seven Star Island and the Sea of ​​Clouds?" Although Yue'er herself had some guesses, she still couldn't help showing a trace of suspicion on her face.

"Silly girl, whoever said that the Three Sacred Lands must belong to the Sea of ​​Clouds on the Seven Star Island, we just saw the relevant classics there, but don't forget that the Demon Spirit Island is erratic, speaking of it, it is a boundary, between the spirit Between the human world and the human world." Lin Xuan thought for a while, and explained like this.

"I understand what you mean, young master. By analogy, you are saying that the Wuding River is also located between the human world and the underworld, so as long as there is a coincidence, it is possible to enter here no matter where you come from the human world."

"Yes, it should be like this."

Lin Xuan was chatting with Yue'er, but the thoughts in his mind began to turn non-stop.

Information about the Three Holy Lands also emerged one by one.

He had already been to Demon Spirit Island, so he knew everything about the situation there.

Speaking of which, Lin Xuan really misses Xiaoxuehu a little bit, that girl's aptitude is jaw-droppingly good, now that decades have passed, I don't know if Xiang'er is obedient or not, and if she has the ability to change into a human form.

Of course, it takes the transformation period, and the cultivation of monsters is slower than humans, but as a little snow fox with three tails, as long as she is not lazy, it may not be impossible.

As for Mount Penglai, its abundance of aura can be compared with that of the spirit world, and it is the holy land of cultivation that the people of the lower world dream of. Although it has the name of the mountain, it is inconceivably large. It is said that the entire mountain has an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles. Guangzhou, compared with Youzhou, does not give way too much.

However, among the Three Sacred Lands, in terms of mystery, Wuding River is none other than Wuding River. The first two have been described in ancient books, but Wuding River only mentioned one sentence, and the specific form is not clear. There are several conjectures made by the ancient monks.

Some say that it is an extremely broad river, some say that it is actually a small island with a strange name, and some say that the Wuding River is actually the residence of one of the six kings of the Yin Division. government...

Of course, none of these three claims has enough evidence to support them. There are monks who have been to Yaoling Island and Penglai Mountain, but no monks have ever set foot in Wuding River. Of course, there may be, but they never Did not come back alive.

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