Text Chapter 20127: Rebirth From the Cocoon

After the two ended contact, Miao Yi felt uneasy.

The blood demon said it was her fault, but there were some causal relationships that even Miao Yi himself could not explain clearly. If not for the grudge between him and the blood demon, how could the blood demon meet Bajie and fall into the hands of the demon monk? ? To say the least, what the demon monk did back then, which was so arrogant in the world, would not be the same as it is now. To put it further, without the hostility of the people of the world towards the demon monk in the early years, how could Nanbo, a giant demon monk, be created? There are many entanglements that come and go, and it is difficult for anyone to say whose fault it is. Apart from the self-position of each person and party, the rest is never clear.

Miao Yi looked at the distant place shrouded in drizzle and sighed softly. Even with the eyes of heaven, it is difficult to see clearly what is right and wrong, what is good and what is bad, and the cycle of cause and effect is endless. Maybe what Master Qijie did is right...

From an underground cave that went deep into the ground, Nan Bo waved his sleeves and threw out a large number of five-pole crystals. He then set up an array in an excavated pool, with monster beasts of different shapes tied around the pool.

When the layout of the pool was completed, the colorful crystal stones had been inlaid throughout the pool, forming a strange pattern that would make you dizzy after just a second glance. With a flick of Nan Bo's sleeves, a metal plate in the middle of the pool emitted mana fluctuations. Several metal pipes around it made a beeping sound, and then red blood spurted out and poured into the colorful pool. Soon, the entire underground space It was filled with the strong smell of blood.

The long-lasting blood waves rippled in the pool. Zuo'er and Yingyue, who were standing on the left and right of the south wave, had a creepy feeling. They held their breath and couldn't smell the pungent smell of blood. Even Zuo'er had lived for so many years. They had never seen such a bloody scene. The two of them knew clearly how many lives had been sacrificed to create this large blood pool. Thinking about the situation in front of them, their scalps, hands and feet felt numb.

When the blood that poured into the blood pool stopped pouring in, Nan Bo turned over and grabbed the blood lotus. He cast a spell to throw the glowing blood lotus into the air. After freezing, it slowly fell. The blood lotus fell straight into the middle of the blood pool. The position of the dharma plate.

The moment the white jade lotus root was submerged in the blood, Nan Bo's expression became obviously tense. Seeing the blood lotus fixed on the metal dharma plate indifferently, the blood almost submerged the lotus leaves and lotus flowers that grew side by side, and the blood under the blood could be faintly seen. Xia Guang and Blood Lotus did not respond at all. Nan Bo could not help but mutter, "Wake up, wake up, wake up..."

Nearly half an hour passed, but Xue Lian still didn't respond. Nan Bo tightened his lips and stared at Xue Lian. After all, he heard some things from the blood demon. What was the specific situation? I had never experienced it before, and I felt quite unsure and extremely uneasy.

Zuo'er and Yingyue glanced at each other from time to time. Although the situation in front of them was a bit unbearable, after all, it was the remnant forces of Winner that came back and paid a huge price to obtain it. If they failed to succeed, it would be a huge blow to them.

After another half hour passed, the two men's eyes suddenly stared into the blood pool, and Nan Bo's eyes widened a bit.

The faint glow under the bloody water was gradually dimming, until the glow suddenly converged and completely disappeared.

Soon, a warm red light was seen floating under the blood water. A warm red light penetrated from the rhizome and slowly spread to the branches and leaves of the blood lotus. Until the warm red light spreads over the entire leaf surface and lotus of the blood lotus, the branches and leaves of the blood lotus seem to be shaking gently and slowly. The branches and leaves seem to stretch out a bit, no longer like a dead thing, and the blood lotus has a spiritual luster. It seemed to have gained a new life, and it seemed to be drinking blood eagerly. The blood level in the blood pool seemed to be gradually decreasing.

Nan Bo's eyes suddenly shone with excitement, he danced and laughed and said: "Wake up, wake up, the blood lotus is awake!"

He turned around and shouted to the two of them: "Quick, quick, quick! Do as I preset!"

Zuo'er pulled out his sword and dodged away. The blood vessels of the demon cultivators who were tied around the blood pool and showed their prototypes were quickly cut open one by one by Zuo'er. The blood spurted out from the blood vessels of each ferocious monster beast and poured into the blood pool. . Then he quickly cast a spell in the air to control the spewing demon blood and inject it into the location of the blood lotus, gradually forming a vortex around the blood lotus' roots.

Yingyue, on the other hand, took the storage bracelet and threw a large number of vague figures into the blood pool. There were images of men, women, old and young. There were only vague figures, but they were all ghosts. As soon as these ghosts were released, they obviously had a tendency to panic. Nan Bo clasped his palms together and began to mutter something in his mouth. He immediately saw that the ghosts became devastated. He waded in the blood and walked towards the blood lotus. As soon as he got close to the blood lotus, his figure changed. Short, he was sucked into the whirlpool of blood.

When all those ghosts disappeared at the roots of the blood lotus, the blood whirlpool gradually calmed down, and the blood of those monster beasts was drained, everything was in Nanbo's calculations, and the carefully prepared calculations were perfect! These are not what the blood demon told him. They are improvements he made after detailed research on the methods taught by the blood demon. If he was not sure, he would not dare to experiment with this only blood lotus. In some respects, , he can indeed be called a genius!

However, the hungry absorption capacity of the blood lotus's small body is really amazing. The blood lines on the surrounding walls of the huge blood pool are still slowly declining. It can be seen that the blood lotus is still slowly absorbing, but there are signs of blood on the stems and leaves of the blood lotus. The blue and black silk threads made Nan Bo's eyes shine again with excitement.

Yingyue and Zuo'er returned to his side, enduring the uncomfortable environment and observing carefully. Not everyone would have the opportunity to see this situation.

When nearly half of the blood lotus's branches and leaves were exposed to the blood water, the blood lotus finally stopped absorbing, and the warm red light flowed throughout the body. In the stone room, one could also faintly feel that something inexplicable was brewing, which was hard to explain and seemed to exist in the dark.

Finally, the blood lotus, which was full of energy, seemed to explode. The lotus burst out with brilliant blood light, rushing straight to the dome, illuminating the entire stone room. A strange breath spread from the blood lotus to the surroundings, rippling in the stone room, and at the same time, blood mist emanated from the blood lotus. The scenery was magical and moving. The blood light gradually formed a spectacular spectacle of steaming clouds, but there were faint blue and black air entangled in the blood-colored clouds.

Zuo'er and Yingyue looked at each other, and they could see the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Sure enough, haha..." Nanbo opened his arms to embrace him from a distance, and laughed excitedly up to the sky.

After calming down, he turned around and said, "You retreat and stay outside. No one is allowed to enter this place without my permission!"

"Yes!" The two responded, opened the stone door and left, and then closed the stone door again.

Nanbo slowly closed his eyes, clasped his hands and sat cross-legged. The golden soul came out of the shell and fell lightly into the blood water. He walked step by step on the waves, like a light step on the water, facing the blood lotus. After the soul merged with the blood lotus, it quickly shrank and turned into a ball of golden light in the air and fell on the lotus head. The blood lotus was like a torch burning with golden flames, and the blood waves reflected it, swaying.

The golden light gradually penetrated through the holes of the lotus head, and the golden soft light was faintly seen merging into the blood lotus, slowly flowing down to the root and stem.

It took a whole day and night for the golden light to completely disappear in the blood lotus, giving the whole blood lotus a layer of light gold.

After several days of this situation, white light was seen surging from the bottom of the blood lotus and pouring into the branches and leaves, as if veins had formed in the branches and leaves.

After that, the blood lotus began to grow day by day, becoming thicker and a little deformed, growing as if stretched straight.

Three months later, the blood lotus had become unrecognizable, with a dark brown exterior and a faint red glow inside.

Three months later, the blood lotus was no longer recognizable, swollen like a black radish stuck in blood water, and the blood water in the pool that had not coagulated for a long time had been absorbed and reduced to the bottom of the pool.

On a full moon night, when the bright moon was in the sky, cracks began to appear on the surface of the black-brown "radish" in the blood pool in the underground cave, and red light flashed in the cracks. There were more and more cracks, and the red light was dense like a spider web, but the "radish" was expanding rapidly, and finally there was a bang, and the mist surged all around, and the red light inside flashed, and a figure slowly walked out of the diffuse red mist, staggering, as if he was not used to walking.

The fog gradually dissipated, and the staggering figure gradually became clear under the illumination of the night pearl in the room. A naked bald man appeared, with a high nose bridge, high cheekbones, thick lips, thin cheeks, and an exotic look, but he was tall, slender limbs, and a strong body with clear and perfect muscle lines, and his skin was flawless like snow.

Wading in the blood that covered his feet, the naked man seemed to gradually get used to walking. He looked at his raised hands with a hawk-like gaze, and his ten fingers kept opening and grasping. When he walked to the wall of the blood pool, the man climbed up with great effort.

As a result, when he walked to the closed stone door, he encountered another problem. The man found that he was just a mortal with flesh and blood, and he was completely unable to push the stone door open. He couldn't help but open his mouth to ask for help, but he couldn't make a normal tone after a few groans. He adjusted his voice repeatedly before making an extremely unstable tone, "Open the door! Open the door..."

There seemed to be no response from the outside. He picked up a stone from the side and knocked on the stone door hard. Amid the bangs, Ying Yue's spell finally came from outside, "Master, is that you?"

That's right, the man was Nanbo, the demon monk who had been reborn after recasting his body. He made a strong voice and said, "It's me! Open the door!"

He repeated it several times and knocked on the door several times with a stone until the people outside cast a spell to infiltrate inside and investigate a little, and then they heard his words clearly.

Buzz! The stone door suddenly opened left and right.

The naked man suddenly appeared in front of them. Zuo'er and Yingyue were stunned for a moment. When they looked up and down subconsciously, they found that Nanbo was very selfless and frank. They saw things that they shouldn't have seen. They quickly turned their heads away, and Yingyue blushed with shame.

Nanbo didn't care. He stretched out a hand in front of the two and said with difficulty: "Clothes!"

Zuo'er quickly took out a set of gray monk robes for him. Nanbo put them on in front of the two without any hesitation, and walked slowly in front of the two barefoot with an expressionless face. (To be continued.)

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