Chapter 236 Awakening From a Big Dream [Please Vote for Me]

Shaozhou, Blood River Sect.

The bright red pure liquid forms a long and rolling river, but there is no fishy smell at all. Instead, it exudes an alluring and mellow aroma, which makes people salivate -

Although the Blood River Taoist is called a demon, the blood refining method he practices is also regarded as a demonic skill.

But in fact, it has nothing to do with "demon". Instead, it is derived from authentic supernatural powers and uses blood as its law.

In order to create this blood river, the Blood River Taoists hunted and killed countless magical beasts and bloodline monks, and tempered their blood essence...

In order to maintain this blood river, one hundred thousand babies with excellent bones must be sacrificed every year to turn into innately pure blood to feed the river.

As for those wastes with mixed bloodlines, throwing them in will only pollute the blood river and have no value even for sacrifice. They are just reproductive tools.

Now this river of blood has surpassed most of the world's natural and earthly treasures.

Ordinary people only need to take a sip to cleanse their meridians, awaken their ancient bloodlines, and greatly improve their qualifications.

The Blood River Taoist has made many enemies, but he is safe and sound so far, thanks to this Blood River.

At this time, the Blood River Taoist was immersed naked in the blood, using his skin to absorb the essence of blood, forming a huge whirlpool.

For such a squandering of blood, he no longer felt the regret of the past, but instead felt excited.

"Immortal, that is definitely an immortal!"

"There are actually people who can cross the immortal gate and become true immortals!"

"The path to immortality has not been cut off, and I also have the opportunity to become an immortal!"

Thinking of the mysterious man's grace.

The hesitation in Taoist Xuehe's heart about the immortal path has dissipated, and his cultivation that has not been touched for a long time seems to have made some progress.

As for the consumption of blood river...

Compared with the immortal fate, so what if it is squandered?

"On the road to immortality, one should advance fearlessly."

"When this round of production is over, I will wipe out Shaozhou with blood... Even if it is a miscellaneous livestock, as long as the quantity is enough, a drop of pure blood can be refined."

"Sacrifice the souls of a state, I must break through the immortal gate this time!"

"If you don't succeed, you will succeed."

In a single thought, Taoist Xuehe decided the future of Shaozhou——

In his mind, not to mention mortals and beasts, even the disciples of the Blood River Sect were just tools he used to cross the ladder to heaven.

However, the Blood River Taoists have not yet begun to take action.

Then he saw the direction of Wentian Sect, and the sky was filled with red light.

Facing this beautiful scene, Taoist Blood River's wit sent an extremely dangerous signal. Thousands of miles away, he sensed the sharp murderous intention.

"Murderous!"

He hesitated for a moment, but did not choose to escape.

For Mahayana monks, once the Qi machine is locked, even if they escape to the ends of the earth, it will be difficult to completely get rid of the enemy.

Looking at the glowing sword energy, the opponent is most likely the mysterious immortal from Tianwen City.

To escape from the immortal's hands is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Taoist Xuehe was heartbroken, and the bright red liquid gathered into a red Taoist robe, draped over his body, causing him to fly into the air.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, only to see that the bloody river stretching for thousands of miles was actually caught in the air.

This bloody river continued to condense and shrink, and finally turned into a long bright red silk ribbon, which was thrown towards the glow!

At the same time, he shouted sharply.

"Senior, the river of blood gives it to you, don't hurt my life!"

Blood River is precious, Immortal Road is even more expensive...

But compared with life, what are these two things?

However, Xia Guang did not pause for even a moment.

It seemed as if the heavenly sword was flying by, and it collided with the bright red silk. The sword intent spurted out, cutting it off inch by inch, and chopped it into countless pieces.

The long silk ribbon is formed by the river of blood and contains endless essence.

Even if it is completely shattered, these essences will not disappear out of thin air, but will merge into the heaven and earth and turn into countless wind and rain.

Looking from a distance, it seems that the rays of light are passing by and the spiritual rain is falling, nourishing all things.

When Taoist Xuehe saw this scene, his eyes were about to burst.

The river of blood he spent half his life building was wasted like this! ? ?

There was no more time for him to be angry.

After the sword intention shattered the blood river, it did not stop, just like a fairy sword, dragging a long ray of light, flying over.

The Blood River Taoist sacrificed his magic weapon and moved to dodge.

The rays of light broke through them one by one.

Just like that determined killing intention, there is no wavering at all.

Until the rays of light passed over his body, the sword energy spurted out.

The unwillingness and despair of the Blood River Taoists were all turned into nothingness, and no bones were left.

Those Blood River disciples wearing red robes followed the Taoist's footsteps a little later.

When the rays of light pass away, the spiritual rain dissipates.

The sky is clear in Shaozhou.

…

Ningzhou, Ji Shizong.

Monk No. 37 sat on the top of the tall building, looking at the bustling city with confused eyes.

He was born in Ningzhou and has been nurtured for many years. He has admired Jishi Xianzong since he was a child and worshiped the gods who protected Ningzhou endlessly.

Later, he was selected by Jishi Xianzong and became a disciple of Xianzong, which made him even more excited.

Like the gods, he also wants to protect the world with the power of immortals and gods!

However……

When he really started to practice, he found that everything was different from what he imagined.

Fifty-six years ago, after the earthquake that affected the whole world.

Jishi Xianzong took decisive action to maintain the tranquility of Ningzhou.

However, when No. 37 thought that the Immortal Sect would continue to help the people in the neighboring states, they found that they had stopped——

To be precise, the relief activities stopped.

Other acts continued.

The Immortal Sect disciples immediately organized a caravan and headed to the surrounding states, but they did not bring food... but weapons.

They colluded with local families to collect local grains and allowed the victims outside to dig at grass roots and gnaw tree bark without being moved.

Only releasing a small amount of grain, squeezing out every penny of money, and occasionally opening warehouses to release grain, showing kindness and informing the victims of Ningzhou's scenery.

As a result, not only did batches of caravans return laden with gold and silver.

Disaster victims from surrounding states fled to Ningzhou. They were attracted by the tranquility here and received relief. They chose to settle here and the population increased greatly.

At the same time, the people of Ningzhou saw the tragic situation of the victims who fled and became more satisfied with the status quo.

Belief in the gods of Ji Shizong also became more and more pious.

This is external.

Internally, the method of Jishi Xianzong's practice is based on incense.

They are different from the little earth gods who borrow the power of heaven and earth. They can increase their own strength with the help of incense and wishes.

Even if the power of heaven and earth is cut off, he still possesses extremely powerful power. Compared with the top Yin gods, they are not inferior to Mahayana monks.

However, the power of incense is limited.

Especially surrounded by the Immortal Sect, the Ji Shi Sect could not expand its scope openly and openly, and its territory was limited to Ningzhou, which greatly restricted the acquisition of incense and wish power.

Therefore, in order to reach a higher realm during life and obtain more distribution of incense and wish power after death, the disciples of the Immortal Sect scheming with each other and fighting openly and secretly.

No sense of camaraderie at all.

All these scenes completely broke No. 37's respect for the Immortal Sect, making him feel confused and stagnant.

"In fifty-six years, I can barely reach the second level of cultivation."

"If it weren't for the support of my family, I would have been expelled from the sect long ago..."

"Even so, when my life is over, I may not be able to practice to the third level, and I won't even be qualified to become a Yin God."

No. 37 sighed.

In the past fifty-six years, he has actually had many opportunities to make further progress.

But there was always a voice in his heart that prevented him from doing that.

It seems that once you take that step, you can never look back.

"Am I going to live a mediocre life like this..."

No. 37 felt depressed and lay back on the tiles, but a strange sight came into view.

It was a ray of rays of light, sweeping from the horizon, so dazzling that it was hard to take one's eyes away.

The brilliant glow of the past few days has appeared again?

When No. 37 was surprised, he found something different——

This ray of light did not sweep away into the distance, but came straight towards the Jishi Immortal Sect!

Number 37 was not the only one who noticed this.

He glanced briefly and saw a brilliant light rising above the Jishi Immortal Sect. Accompanied by mysterious music, a man in armor stepped out of the air.

He is actually the leader of the Jishi Immortal Sect, and also the most powerful god, the Jishi Heavenly King!

His voice was like a loud bell, vast and majestic, he scolded Xiaguang, and sacrificed various magical weapons, turning into the angry-eyed King Ming, and struck at Xiaguang.

The moment the two collided, light bloomed, and countless people were blinded.

The same was true for No. 37, but before he was blind, he saw the glow fade, revealing a peerless sword, which was engraved in his heart.

A moment passed, and No. 37 recovered from blindness.

The Heavenly King of Jishi has disappeared, and many of the divine auras have also disappeared.

In the sky above the Immortal Sect, there was only one middle-aged man with gray hair and a voice like spring thunder.

"The sect that helps the world, makes vows for incense, feeds the world in the name of God, coerces and induces, and acts secretly..."

"However, to help the world and save people, even if you have different intentions, it will still have its merits. Therefore, we only punish the first culprits to serve as a warning to others——"

"It is the law of heaven to help the world and save people, and gain incense and merit. People make mistakes, but the law cannot fault them."

"If the disciples of the Immortal Sect practice this method, they can also pursue the immortality of the Yin God."

"Don't be obsessed with profit, direct and act on your own, and repeat the same mistakes."

After saying this, he turned into rays of light and left.

No. 37 was stunned for a long time, then he actually smiled and whispered softly.

"My mind is clear..."

…

Nanzhou, Tiannan Sect.

Number 2 is practicing in a quiet room, with sandalwood incense lingering in front of him, and the smoke lingering.

Fifty-six years ago, after being taught by her master, she stopped asking for help and spent most of her belongings to help the victims, and then she concentrated on practicing Buddhism.

For fifty-six years, she has not cared about worldly affairs and practiced with peace of mind.

His cultivation is overwhelming and he has reached the third level.

Master is quite satisfied with this.

Obviously, she has understood his teachings, let go of those irrelevant feelings, and is a good candidate for cultivating immortality.

Unfortunately, nothing lasts forever.

On this day, the Sword Immortal came in the rays of light, overwhelming Tiannan.

"The Immortal Sect controls the land of a state, and is worshiped by each city. The disciples of the sect often go out to collect money to support their own cultivation."

"In the face of natural disasters, he remains detached from the world, takes care of himself, and prides himself on being untainted by the world."

"It is unjust to only receive the benefits of the mortal world without experiencing the sufferings of the mortal world."

"Please choose your sect——"

"It benefits all living beings and brings peace to all living beings."

"It's better to return to the outside world and no longer be stained by the world of mortals."

The imperial court does not care about worldly affairs, and the Immortal Sect is the ruler of various places, and it often teaches its disciples that it is natural to receive worship?

It's a pity that the Xiaguang Sword Immortal couldn't stand this kind of thing and asked Tiannan Sect to make a choice.

The glow in his eyes was flowing, and his sword intention was deliberate but not released.

Tiannan Sect Leader originally wanted to reason, but seeing this, he had no choice but to make a decision.

"I will restrain my disciples and never walk in this mortal world again."

"I hope the sect leader will remember this."

The sword immortal nodded and left.

Tiannan Sect Master's choice quickly spread within the sect.

Most of the people in the sect agreed with his choice - although he could not experience the world of mortals, the hard work was quite boring...

However, being forced to protect mortals is even more troublesome for them.

Taking care of mortals every day, are they here to cultivate immortality, or are they here to be slaves?

Number 2, on the other hand, started packing his luggage and preparing to go down the mountain after listening to Master's story.

Master didn't understand her behavior.

"What are you doing? The swordsman said you are not allowed to go down the mountain -"

"I choose the first option."

Number 2 picked up his luggage and smiled.

Ever since she immersed herself in spiritual practice, she had rarely smiled so happily.

"Fifty-six years ago, my disciples couldn't agree with Master's teachings, but there was nothing they could do about it."

"So in recent years, I have been practicing hard, hoping that I can have the power to decide everything, and no longer beg others..."

"Now is the time to go down the mountain."

"Master, please understand."

"..."

The master was speechless for a moment.

He discovered that he had never really known this disciple after being together for fifty-six years.

…

"No. 9, No. 67, No. 127..."

"Thirty-seven spiritual masters are out."

Lu Rong sat on the throne with complicated eyes.

Ever since Jiang He broke through the path to immortality, he has not appeared again.

He has been sitting on the throne, watching Jiang He walk around the world and practice his path.

He killed Xuehe and other evil demon sects without hesitation, and cleaned up these most conspicuous filth.

He also killed many gods, shocked the Jishi Sect, and led the remaining disciples to the right path.

He even used the sword as a pen to draw a line for the immortal cultivators in the world——

Since you want to be aloof from the world, then stand outside this line and become a complete outsider.

During this period, not only the people in the dream were involved, but also many spiritual masters who entered the dream.

Some were killed, while others took the initiative to enter the world of mortals and follow his path.

Lu Rong read it bit by bit and felt two words.

"overbearing."

“Not only should you follow your own way, but also let others follow their own way.”

"If you don't follow it, I will crush you with the sword."

In fact, many immortal sects privately believed that Jiang He was not an immortal but a real demon, and they were dissatisfied.

but……

"There is also benevolence."

Lu Rong, as a monk in the Yun Dynasty in the past, became a heroic spirit and learned about the history of later generations.

He knew deeply that Yun Chao seemed to be ill. The monks were obsessed with the immortal way and were willing to trample on everything for this reason.

If you tell the immortal cultivators, you can become immortals by destroying the human world.

Then, Taixuan will be destroyed in one day.

Jiang He seems to be domineering, but in fact he is busy working hard, cleaning up the filth in the world bit by bit, calming down the chaos, and restoring order to the world.

In the states he passed through, the Immortals bowed their heads, the chaos dissipated, and the people could live in peace.

Like a diligent guardian.

What is protected is not the path to immortality or immortality.

But the way of all living beings.

Day by day, year by year.

Lu Rong watched what Jiang He did.

Couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"What's the point of doing all this?"

Ega stepped into the palace.

He has cleaned up the world, and now only the last place is left.

And when he stepped into the imperial palace, he saw the man on the throne and heard him sigh.

He was not surprised at all and said familiar words.

"Old man, why do you say this?"

"If this is a big dream, no matter how much you dream about it, what's the point?"

"Once you wake up, everything will be in vain."

Lu Rong knew it very well.

Jiang He's consciousness fell into a deep sleep, and only his Taoist mind was awakened.

But after so many years and reaching this state, even the way of dreams has surrendered to his will...

It was impossible for him not to notice even the slightest clue.

Just like the disciples of Yun Chao and Dameng Xian Sect in the past.

Thinking that this world might be a dream, but unable to wake up, falls into madness.

Because of this, Lu Rong was confused.

Why didn't Jiang He waver at all?

"My father-in-law is still thinking about this matter."

Jiang He laughed and shook his head, then asked.

"I dare to ask my husband, for those who are struggling to survive, is life just a big dream?"

"no."

Lu Rong shook his head.

The method of the Great Dream contains its own magical power and is manifested by the power of time, making it even more wonderful than Taixuan.

The person in the dream is transformed by his billions of thoughts. He is born here, lives here, and dies here, just like ordinary mortals——

If he is like this, the Heavenly Buddha must be even more powerful.

A big dream may lead to thousands of worlds, reincarnation and death.

For people in dreams, they do not realize that they are in a dream, so they struggle to survive.

"For those who suffer from natural disasters, is suffering just a big dream?"

"no."

"For people who are hungry and cold, is hunger a big dream?"

"no……"

Thinking of Jiang He's actions in recent years.

Lu Rong gradually realized something.

As expected, Jiang He said calmly.

"So, I live here, then this place is reality."

"..."

Lu Rong sighed.

He finally understood Jiang He's "reality".

Jiang He has never cared about dreams or not, falsehood or not——

Before doing something, do I need to seriously consider whether I am dreaming before taking action?

He had no such distinction in his mind.

For him, whether it is a dream or reality, whether it is false or true.

His choice will not change in any way.

He saw it.

I got it.

So I did it.

"Whether it's a dream or reality, you will make the same choice."

"Don't be humbled by reality, don't be indulged by dreams."

"Then, for you, there is no difference between dreams and reality."

"Wherever the heart is, there is truth."

"I see……"

"That's it!"

Lu Rong repeated these words and couldn't help laughing loudly.

With his laughter, the dream shook and shattered in an instant.

But it's not just the dreams here that are broken.

At the same time, it is also what he has continued from Taixuan to the present...

That big dream.

Forgot to time it, the electronic mustard is a few minutes late QAQ