Honghuang: Rebirth of Lingzhu, I am the leader of the West

The sea of ​​blood swirled.

A huge space channel appeared in the vortex.

There was also a boy in blood.

Although Da Luo is nothing to a quasi-sage, he is already a powerful person and cannot be too rude.

It is reasonable to send a boy to greet and lead the way.

Mo Yan saluted to the sea of ​​blood, thanked Ancestor Styx for his willingness to meet, and turned into a blue light and flew into the whirlpool.

The space changes and the scenery regresses.

When Mo Yan landed again, he had entered the depths of the blood sea and stood in front of a magnificent palace.

After adjusting his clothes, he stepped in.

After a while, he looked at the ancestor of Styx above him and bowed in salute.

"Mo Yan, a disciple of Mount Xumi, has met Ancestor Minghe."

The ancestor of the Styx River doesn't talk much.

His temperament is as simple and straightforward as the Witch Clan. After a brief greeting, he went straight to the topic and asked

"I have no friendship with you in the Sumeru Mountain lineage. What do you mean by coming here this time?"

Mo Yan had already inquired with the boy in blood on the way.

The ancestor of the Styx River had just left seclusion, and he probably had not yet had the idea of ​​creating an Asura clan or had not yet put it into practice. He only had an idea of ​​how to do it, how to do it, etc. I haven’t thought about it yet.

After all, creating a race is not easy. 767

Nuwa also experienced many setbacks and made various attempts to create humans. It took her nine thousand years to finally succeed in creating humans in Kongtong Mountain.

Ancestor Styx It is definitely not as advanced as Nuwa. If you want to create the Asura clan, you will have to go through all kinds of setbacks. He has not even thought about what kind of race to create.

Therefore, he decided to proceed with the first plan. He already had a draft in mind. When Zu asked, he didn't hide anything. He went straight to the point and answered.

"The descendants dare not hide it from their ancestors. They came here to exchange for the ninth-grade red lotus."

Ancestor Minghe raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered.

"Although the ninth-grade red lotus is not as good as the twelve-grade karma red lotus, it still has thirty-six innate Tao taboos, and it is among the top among innate high-grade spiritual treasures. Why do you think I can exchange it?"

"I and your master have quite a lot of karma before, so why should we exchange the ninth-grade red lotus to increase your twelfth-grade golden lotus origin of Western virtues?"

"If your reasons cannot impress me, even if you take out the ninth-grade golden lotus, I will not exchange it."

"Only a golden lotus cannot transform the twelfth-grade karma red lotus. If you add a ninth-grade white lotus, you can consider it."

Facing the difficulties faced by Patriarch Minghe, Mo Yan's thoughts surged. If two flowers were exchanged for one flower, wouldn't the West suffer a big loss?

Fortunately, he had been prepared, otherwise, he might have worked in vain and returned empty-handed.

The main hall Above, Mo Yan is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Ancestor, please rest assured that the Xumi Mountain lineage is full of sincerity and is willing to use an opportunity to exchange for the Nine-Rank Red Lotus, and will never let Ancestor down."

Styx was suddenly curious.

At his level, there are not many things that can be called opportunities.

Seeing that the ancestor Styx was interested, Yan Yan continued to speak

"Ancestor’s opportunity should lie in the human race"

"To be precise, it is to create a race of creatures"

"Every time there is a new race in the ancient world, there will be more heritage and luck."

"Although the Blood Sea is vast and rich, there are very few living creatures, and no race can inhabit and reproduce."

"The ancestor is sitting on a sea of ​​​​blood. There are countless Yin spirits on this sea of ​​​​blood. If it is used, it can be blended with the sea of ​​​​blood and reborn from the dead, creating a blood that can not only help the world share the pressure, but also enhance the foundation of the ancient world. The sea race will surely receive rewards from heaven and bring down majestic merits.……"

As Mo Yan spoke, Ancestor Styx was shaken.

When he saw Nuwa making people saints, he was envious and wanted to imitate her.

If a race with great potential can be created, it may be able to attract heavenly merit, and even if it cannot become a saint, it can still make great progress in cultivation.

He just had this idea, but he hadn't perfected it yet, and he didn't know where to start. Mo Yan's words not only spoke to his heart, but also pointed him in the right direction.

For a moment, Ancestor Styx's mind burst with inspiration.

Regardless of Mo Yan, he immediately retreated to seize the opportunity.

As for Mo Yan, he was solemnly entertained by the boys under the orders of Patriarch Minghe and should not be neglected.

Seeing Patriarch Minghe anxiously retreating into seclusion as if he had some enlightenment, Mo Yan finally felt a big stone in his heart and understood that it was done.

He just gave a little guidance and did not reveal the secret of heaven. (cffg) He did not mention the Asura clan at all, so the law of heaven has not punished him.

The Styx Ancestor was able to gain something because of his unparalleled understanding.

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The sun rises and the moon sets, day and night.

Mo Yan stayed in the sea of ​​blood for another five thousand years.

During this period, in addition to admiring the unique beauty of the Blood Sea, he continued to observe the sea and gain enlightenment, accumulate mana, and increase his knowledge.

Standing in the depths of the sea of ​​blood, you can see all kinds of scenes of life and death.

Especially the scene of the Yin spirit being swallowed and transformed by the sea of ​​blood inspired him to go further on the path of reincarnation.

The accumulation is deeper, and the path and fruit of great freedom are more perfect.

Today, he has truly reached the ultimate level of Daluo Jinxian, and has vaguely seen the quasi-sage threshold, but the immortal-sage barrier is like an ancient sacred mountain, unbreakable.

Mo Yan has only seen it, but has not yet touched it, let alone promoted. If he wants to truly step into that door, in addition to continuing to accumulate, he also needs luck and opportunity.

On this day, Ancestor Styx came out of seclusion.

Take Mo Yan to an island in the Blood Sea. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

This island covers an area of ​​30 million square miles and is a top-grade cave paradise, with a spring of vitality inside.

The cathode generates yang, and the death pole generates it.

This spring of vitality is the purest and cleanest thing that was born after the Yin Qi and Death Qi of the Blood Sea reached their limit. It contains surging vitality.

The ancestor of the Styx River has been in seclusion for five thousand years and has found the right direction. He decided to use the Yin spirit of the Blood Sea as the basis, and use the spring of vitality and the Yin soil that has been silent at the bottom of the Blood Sea for endless years as the main materials to create creation and integrate Yin and Yang. Try to create a race.

The quality of the vitality spring is quite high, comparable to that of the Dragon Clan's Four Seas True Water; the undersea Yin Earth is also one of the innate divine soils, taking the essence accumulated over hundreds of millions of years.

Calling Mo Yan not only thanked him for his previous advice, but also showed that he was wise and proficient in the path of vitality. He might be able to help in this process.

Mo Yan was a little confused at first, but after seeing the plan of Ancestor Styx, he naturally would not refuse. Instead, he was very happy to personally participate in the creation of a race, which was of great benefit to his practice.

It is also clear that this is Patriarch Styx's repayment.

After all, if the ancestor of Styx really created the Asura clan in advance because of him, this opportunity would be of great importance, and a ninth-grade red lotus alone would not be enough to repay the cause and effect.

The sea is flowing across the sea, and it lasts for thousands of years.

Ancestor Styx was busy on the island, and Mo Yan was assisting him.

They learn from failure and gain from setbacks.

It was full of mistakes at first, but then it got better.

Although Patriarch Styx practices the Avenue of Death and the Avenue of Killing, life and death are intertwined, and his achievements in creation are not weak either. He is second only to Nuwa, barely in the second echelon, and can be compared with ordinary quasi-sages who specialize in the Avenue of Creation.

Although Mo Yan only has the perfect cultivation level of Daluo, he has transformed his innate spiritual roots and is proficient in the Avenue of Vitality. He is also deeply involved in the Avenue of Creation, and he has the help of past life memories, so he is also very helpful.

They also saw Nuwa creating all kinds of spirits in the beautiful sky.

Coupled with the extraordinary material, after thousands of years of precipitation, on this day, they were finally about to succeed.

However, it suddenly got stuck at the last moment, and the living being could only be regarded as half-lived. Thinking of this, after thinking hard to no avail, Mo Yan looked at the vitality spring from the corner of his eye, and remembered the records of the Asura clan in his previous life, and suddenly his eyes lit up..