Chapter 550 Blood Transformation Inheritance
After Master Bai Lin and Queen Ming Kong exchanged glances, they took a few steps forward and began to pray.
Although he was trapped in an illusion just now, causing his soul to be seriously injured, he was unexpectedly pious when praying at this moment. It was unknown whether he was really convinced by the power of the Dark Moon God or had other thoughts.
Yuan Ming was too lazy to care about Master Bai Lin's true thoughts. After all, even if the other party had evil ideas in his mind, the power of his wishes was real, and he could not do anything about it.
Soon, Yuan Ming also wrote down the orders he gave to the tribesmen, and collected two magic weapons, ready to hand them over as requested by Master Bai Lin.
The last person to pray was naturally Queen Ming Kong.
Compared with the other two, this woman was more thoughtful and provided less power of wishes, but the intensity of her power of wishes was still far beyond that of the Jindan stage, and as for the foundation-building stage and even mortals, it was even more incomparable.
She also asked Yuan Ming to convey some orders for her, and took out two talismans and a jade slip and asked them to pass them on. However, in the end, she asked a very interesting question.
"If someone else in my tribe prays to you and asks you to save the Biqiao Island, will you respond?"
Yuan Ming immediately understood Queen Mingkong's thoughts and couldn't help laughing: "As long as you pray sincerely, I will help you."
Queen Mingkong nodded without comment and ended the prayer without saying anything more.
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An hour later.
On Lanke Island, Yuan Ming emerged from the Stealing Heaven Cauldron, put away the silver token, and continued to walk deep into the island.
Regarding the request of Queen Mingkong and the other two, he had already ordered Yan Siyun to let the people of Baidanfang find a way to contact the three Biqiao Islands. At that time, he could pass on the orders and items of Queen Mingkong and the other two through the Stealing Heaven Cauldron.
After Yuan Ming finished dealing with the chores, he spent some time refining some of the wishes provided by Queen Mingkong and the other two, and his soul cultivation was greatly improved.
Although the faith of Queen Mingkong and the other two was far less devout than that of Yan Sijing and the others, as Nascent Souls, the amount of willpower they provided was too huge for Yuan Ming to absorb completely at once. Moreover, the most urgent task now was to explore the Fairy Island, so he did not stay in the Heaven Stealing Cauldron for long.
Time passed slowly, but the scenery Yuan Ming saw remained unchanged. His joyful mood due to obtaining willpower gradually became depressed.
After an unknown period of time, he suddenly heard a slight explosion in the distance.
He was immediately shocked and hurriedly walked in the direction of the sound, but halfway through, he suddenly stopped and looked to the left.
Surrounded by several large trees, a small pit appeared on the ground. In the center of the pit, a black chess piece lay quietly. Although it was not big, it was particularly conspicuous against the pure white surroundings.
Yuan Ming walked forward, picked up the chess piece, and injected mana into it, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response. He used his spiritual sense to explore again, but he could not find any runes or restrictions inside the chess piece.
This seemed to be just an ordinary chess piece.
Yuan Ming frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and put the chess piece into the storage ring, and then continued to walk in the direction where the sound came from.
The location of the chess piece was not far from where the sound came from.
Yuan Ming walked around a few big trees and soon saw an open space in the distance. There were two groups of people confronting each other in the open space.
For safety reasons, he did not approach, secretly released his spiritual sense, and explored the open space.
There were five people in the open space, one of whom was a Yuanying stage cultivator who participated in the Immortal Fruit Meeting. They had all participated in the activation of the outer sea transmission formation, so Yuan Ming knew them roughly.
The leader was a thin old man with a bamboo hat, a straw raincoat, and a black bamboo pole in his hand. He was the Yuanying Black Bamboo Old Man of Yuzhu Island.
Beside him, there were two other cultivators, one male and one female. The male was called Shi Yanshi, a Yuanying from Hongye Island. He was dressed in light blue scholar's clothing and had a goatee under his lips, looking like a private school teacher.
The female was Wanhuagu from Wanhua Island. She was petite, wearing a wreath of flowers on her head, and her clothes were all woven from fine leaves. Her fair skin was set off by green leaves, like a fairy born from a flower bud, making people feel pity.
The three of them were only in the early stage of Yuanying, while one of the two Yuanying who were confronting them was in the middle stage of Yuanying.
The middle stage of Yuanying was a somewhat sickly red-haired man. His face was pale and bloodless, and a long scar ran across the bridge of his nose, dividing his face into two halves, looking like it had been cut off by someone.
He leaned on a blood-red cane in his right hand. There was a cross-shaped wound on the back of his hand. Red blood oozed from the wound, but it seemed to be floating like a spirit, connecting him to the blood-red cane like a ribbon.
Behind him was a young man with white pupils and white eyebrows. He looked like an ice sculpture, and there was a chill all over his body.
"Blood Realm Venerable, there are many tree people wandering on the island now. Even if we join forces, we may not be able to get anything good. Do you really want to fight us here?" Black Bamboo Old Man asked loudly with a gloomy look.
"What else? Those tree people are dry and full of sawdust. It's not satisfying to eat them. Now I finally met you blood food full of blood. Even if I want to let you go, my stomach won't agree." Blood Realm Venerable laughed.
"Humph, you are talking nonsense. Don't you think that you two can really keep us here!" Wanhua Gu snorted coldly.
The Lord of the Blood Realm stared at Wan Huagu, and a hint of joy suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Hey, I'm lucky today, I actually met a green wood Eternal Spring Body. To be honest, I have long been tired of eating those pickled blood foods in the past, but I haven’t eaten anything like yours before, so it must have a different flavor, right?”
As he spoke, he stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, causing his Adam's apple to roll.
Wan Hua Gu was stared at by him so much that goosebumps appeared all over her body. She immediately shouted angrily, raised her hand, and a basket filled with flowers rose up from her hand and flew out in the air.
The flower basket was spinning in mid-air, and a large piece of light yellow pink mist spewed out from it, covering the Lord of the Blood Realm.
The Lord of the Blood Realm was not afraid at all. He hit the ground with his crutch. A pool of blood instantly appeared on the ground in front of him. A blood dragon suddenly emerged from it. He opened his mouth and inhaled the light yellow powder mist, and easily wiped out all the powder. The fog swallowed.
Yuan Ming saw this scene through his consciousness. From the Shura Blood-devouring Picture in the sea of consciousness, a surprised voice suddenly came from the blood shadow.
"It's the Blood Transformation Technique! It's great that there are monks who have practiced this technique to the Yuanying level. It seems that my Blood Transformation Sect has not declined, at least it is still passed down to the world!"
When Yuan Ming heard the words "Blood Transformation Technique", his expression moved slightly. He was about to ask for details, but found that the battle situation had changed again.
The Lord of the Blood Realm easily cracked Wan Huagu's trick. Just when he was about to taunt, his expression suddenly changed, as if he was a little surprised.
Flowers of different colors suddenly appeared on the blood dragon he had condensed. The flowers grew and bloomed at a very short speed, and large amounts of pollen sprayed out from the flower buds, drifting towards the Lord of the Blood Realm.
At this moment, the white-browed boy behind the Blood Realm Master moved.
He raised his hand slightly, and a white ice cone flew out from his fingertips. A large amount of cold mist spewed out from the ice cone, and like two arms, it went around the body of the Blood Realm Master and protected him.
The pollen penetrated into the ice mist and floated for less than a breath before being wrapped in frost and falling to the ground.
When Black Bamboo Old Man saw this woman taking action, he suddenly swung his fishing rod and the fishing line broke into the void. The next moment, he appeared behind the white-browed young man.
At this moment, the Lord of the Blood Realm gave a sly smile, and countless blood threads suddenly sprouted from the blood dragon's body, directly wrapping the flowers. Then the blood dragon suddenly turned its head, accurately found the position of the fishhook, and opened its mouth to bite the fishhook.
Black Bamboo Old Man's expression changed immediately, and he immediately wanted to retract the hook, but the white-browed boy also took action at the same time, and the cold air rushed towards the hook, greatly reducing its speed.
The next moment, the blood dragon bit the fishing hook, and the bloodshot threads on his body also climbed up the fishing rope, got into the void where the fishing rod was broken, and rushed towards the Black Bamboo Old Man.
Suddenly, Master Shi Inkstone turned his right hand, and a brush covered in ink appeared in his palm. As he picked up the pen and wrote quickly, in just a moment, an ink-black word "forbidden" appeared in the air.
As the word "forbidden" appeared, the void tunnel that Hei Zhusou's fishing rod had opened suddenly closed, blocking the incoming bloodshot threads with great danger.
However, Hei Zhusou's magic weapon fishing rod also lost a large part of the fishing rope and hook. At the same time, due to the backlash, Hei Zhusou coughed twice and spurted out two mouthfuls of blood, and his whole body momentum became disordered.
However, Heizhusou still cast a grateful look at Master Shi Inkstone. After all, the bamboo pole of the magic weapon was not damaged and could still be recovered. However, if it was eroded by bloodshot threads, it would be completely useless.
The Lord of the Blood Realm failed to completely erode the Black Bamboo Sole magic weapon, so he didn't care and just chuckled:
"Hehe, I've heard that Heizhusou's fishing skills are outstanding. Every time he swings the rod, he will be rewarded. Why, now that he has caught a big fish like me, he doesn't even dare to take in the fishing line?"
Black Zhusou ignored his sarcasm and sent a message to Master Shi Yan: "Fellow Taoist Shi, with your knowledge of formations, is there a way to use formations to send us away from here?"
"It's difficult." Master Shi Yan shook his head.
"It's difficult, that is to say, it's still possible? If fellow Taoist Wan and I try our best to stop them, how long will it take?" Hei Zhusou asked.
Master Shi Inkstone was silent for a moment: "Two quarters of an hour."
Hearing this, Heizhusou looked at Wanhuagu and conveyed what Master Shi Yan said, but Wanhuagu sighed.
"The flowers and plants here don't show much vitality. I only rely on magic weapons. I am no match for them." She shook her head slightly.
Hei Zhusou's expression darkened, he gritted his teeth and took out three jade talismans with restrained aura.
"This is what the ancestor of our island left behind..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the Lord of the Blood Realm laugh loudly: "Are you done discussing it? After discussing it, you can go and die!"