Chapter 835: Ten Thousand Demons Conference
Howling Moon Peak.
A figure stood with his hands behind his back, the breeze was gentle, and he saw the man's robe fluttering, his red hair fluttering, and his eyes were clear and deep like the sea.
This man was handsome, and he still looked like a scholar in his twenties. The years seemed to be on his face without leaving any traces.
Only in the depths of those eyes, occasionally a trace of vicissitudes passed by.
Su Zimo looked into the distance and looked a little emotional.
The ancients often said that there is no Jiazi in the mountains, and there is no time for cultivation. Until today, he has deeply realized this feeling.
A hundred years, for the mortals of the mortal world, I am afraid it is a lifetime.
But to the True Monarch Yuan Ying who has a thousand years of life, it is really nothing.
One hundred years have passed, Xiaoyue Mountain is still calm.
But I don't know, in the cultivation world, what major events are happening, and what kind of arrogance and evil spirits are born.
I don't know if the deceased is well.
For a hundred years, Su Zimo has never slackened.
His cultivation realm has reached the peak of the middle Nascent Soul Realm!
This cultivation speed is not too slow for True Monarch Yuanying.
The most important thing is that, for a hundred years, Su Zimo's two primordial spirits have always been giving birth to Qinglian.
Today's fortune-telling Qinglian has also reached the fourth grade!
The fourth-grade fortune-telling Qinglian is no less powerful than a congenital real monarch weapon.
Not only that, in the past hundred years, Su Zimo's greatest mind and energy have been studying the ancient books left by the dead bone master of the tomb sect.
This ancient book records the attempts and methods of many sages, and how mortals without spiritual roots should practice.
Su Hong's death and what happened to the people of Yandi greatly touched Su Zimo.
Therefore, he made a big wish to establish a path and change his life for the people of the world!
This avenue allows all beings in the world without spiritual roots to practice cultivation and control their own destiny!
In the past hundred years, he has gained a lot!
In fact, whether it is the fairy, the Buddha, the demon or the demon, the alchemy is the most important threshold.
Su Zimo found that as long as he broke through the alchemy path and cultivated his primordial spirit, the role of the spiritual root would be minimal.
In other words, Linggen is just a stepping stone to enter the practice!
The most important thing is to ask people to condense golden elixir without spiritual roots.
Cultivation of demons, of course, can do this step.
However, Su Zimo couldn't let all the people in the world be like him. He cultivated to the end, and in the end he was not tolerated by the vast majority of cultivators.
Following this line of thought, Su Zimo delved into the ancient book, constantly comprehended and deduced, and really gained a lot of experience.
Of course, he did not waste the spells in the Yinshen Chapter, the Purple Lightning Jue, and the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra.
At this moment, in the distant sky, a blood-colored beam of light suddenly rose, only piercing the sky, and soon disappeared again.
This blood-colored beam of light is very far from Xiaoyue Mountain, and I don't know where it is.
Looking at the blood light that had dissipated, Su Zimo frowned slightly, and a sense of deja vu appeared in his mind, but it was fleeting.
"Lonely Cloud."
Su Zimo called out softly.
In the darkness not far behind him, a figure flashed, it was the original Lord of Youshui River, and now Su Zimo's mount, Gu Yun!
A hundred years later, Gu Yun is still a middle-level demon.
But it seems that the breath has become more and more pure, the eyes are restrained, and it is obvious that the cultivation base has made great progress!
Over the years, when Su Zimo was practicing, Gu Yun watched from the side.
Whenever Su Zimo practiced the Yinshen chapter of the Great Wilderness Demon King's Secret Tome, he would exude some aura of the dragon clan, and these auras would be of great benefit to Gu Yun!
Su Zimo asked, "Do you know what the bloody light that shot into the sky just now was?"
"It should be emitted from the sea of blood for thousands of years."
Lonely Cloud replied.
"A thousand-year-old sea of blood?" Su Zimo murmured softly.
Gu Yun explained: "The Thousand-Year Blood Sea is a lake located in the center of Ten Thousand Demons Valley. It is called the sea because of its huge area.
"And this sea is quite strange. As time goes by, the color of this sea will become more and more intense, until it reaches its peak in a thousand years, and it is as red as blood!"
Su Zimo asked again, "What does this thousand-year-old sea of blood have to say?"
Gu Yun said: "It is said that in this sea of blood, the blood essence and soul of the fallen monsters in Wan Yao Valley for thousands of years are condensed. If the monsters can cultivate in it, the progress will be rapid!"
"Oh?"
Su Zimo raised his brows and asked back, "In that case, isn't this sea of blood a treasure land, where heroes are fighting each other, and battles will take place every moment?"
"It did initially."
Gu Yun nodded and said: "But later, the war was too fierce and escalated, and even high-level lords fell one after another. The seven overlords of Ten Thousand Demon Valley decided to truce and share the thousand-year-old sea of blood."
"The sea of blood is opened once in a thousand years, and there are ten places in total. The seven overlords each send their lords to compete for these ten places."
Hearing this, Su Zimo couldn't help but ask: "Since the thousand-year-old sea of blood is so good, why don't high-level demons go in to cultivate?"
"The energy in the sea of blood is limited, and the high-level demons go in to practice, and the improvement is not obvious. The soul and body of the low-level demons cannot withstand the energy of the sea of blood. Therefore, the most suitable ones are naturally the middle-level demons."
Gu Yun pondered a little, and then said: "Of course, with the strength of the ink master, there should be no problem in entering the sea of blood to cultivate."
Su Zimo nodded.
For a hundred years, the soul-refining things such as soul-nourishing blood ginseng obtained in the ancient battlefield have long been exhausted.
Su Zimo's cultivation realm and fortune-telling Qinglian's rank have all fallen into a bottleneck.
Stuck in a bottleneck, a single-minded retreat may not be able to progress for hundreds of years or thousands of years.
At this time, monks need to travel.
Perhaps a chance, perhaps a battle.
Or maybe, just when you go to an unfamiliar place and feel something in your heart, you will have an epiphany and breakthrough!
Listening to Gu Yun's words, the cultivation opportunity of this thousand-year-old sea of blood cannot be missed!
It's just that there are very few places to enter the sea of blood cultivation. If you want to win one, I am afraid that you must have a fierce battle!
Su Zimo asked again, "How do you compete for the place in the Sea of Blood Cultivation?"
"The Ten Thousand Demon Conference!"
Gu Yun said: "One month later, near the Thousand-Year Blood Sea, there will be a Ten Thousand Demons Conference. At that time, several overlords and many lords of Ten Thousand Demon Valley will arrive, which can be regarded as a grand event for our demon clan. "
Gu Yun thought about it for a while, and then said: "If Master Mo wants to participate, we must first go to meet the overlord of the Xiaoyue Mountain Territory!"
Above the lord is the overlord.
In Ten Thousand Demons Valley, there are seven overlords!
Under each overlord, there are countless territorial lords.
The overlord of Xiaoyue Mountain's territory has never even seen Guyun. It is said that he is a magic ape in Yuanti Mountain!
"Okay, leave for Yuantiling in three days!"
Su Zimo had already made a decision, so he no longer hesitated and ordered immediately.
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