Chapter 1079 Blood channels are also available
The earth is devastated, with mountain peaks collapsing and rivers drying up.
The Mo Ye family, which had existed in the small world of Mo Teng for an unknown period of time, has ushered in its demise. All the members of the clan have died, leaving behind corpses and blood mist all over the ground, as well as all kinds of heavy giant weapons that fell on the ground. Make deep pits.
Between heaven and earth, countless blood flowers and countless blood mist bloomed from the corpses.
These flowers, all blood red, with twelve petals, are carried by the blood jade-like lotus platform and fly towards the sky.
‘Blood Lotus…’
An idea appeared in Jiang Ding's mind and disappeared again.
These blood flowers born from the corpses of strong men from the Moye family flew from everywhere and danced around the blood-robed Taoist, like cute little elves.
Keng!
Jiang Ding drew his sword and unfolded the blood jade-like sword body.
The blood flowers flying around the blood-robed Taoist emitted a clear and cheerful chirping sound like the sound of a sword. They jumped and flew over, scrambling to fly into the blood sword, as if they had found their hometown.
The first blood flower fell, leaving a pattern on the sword body.
The second flower, the third flower, the fourth flower...
A blood flower transformed from a life is qualified to leave a blood mark on the blood sword.
Blood flowers like a sea of flowers came here from all directions, in an endless stream, and in an endless stream, everything disappeared, leaving only the blood sword that became increasingly brighter and more vivid.
'Physical cultivation, abundant essence and blood, excellent sword-making materials...'
‘The treasure of the blood monk. ’
Jiang Ding thought.
He looked at the blood sword in his hand. Countless fine blood marks appeared on the sword body, intertwined and intertwined, forming something similar to the magic weapon Tiangang Restriction, but somewhat different.
This is the Blood River Sacrifice Magic Artifact inheritance obtained by the Blood River King's adventure, called "Blood River Soul Slaughter Sacrifice Sword God Forbidden Technique".
This sword sacrificial method was born out of the method of cultivating and refining magic weapons. The advantage is that it requires very few heavenly materials and earthly treasures, the speed of the sacrificial ritual is fast, and the power is also strong.
The only limitation is that the materials for the sacrifice must use the life of living creatures, the stronger the better.
If the life of the creature is too weak, the effect will be very poor or even have no effect.
This is a typical inheritance of demonic monks, using the blood of living creatures as the material.
Therefore, it also has the inherent shortcomings of the inheritance of the demonic path, such as unstable foundation, easy to go crazy, low success rate of surviving the catastrophe, and many other negative effects.
‘I feel like my bottom line is about to be shaken. ’
‘If it is a foreign monk who has committed a massacre, or a human monk who has committed a capital crime, it may not be impossible to use it to refine swords...’
‘The inheritance of the devil’s path, if used righteously, it will be righteous, and if used evilly, it will become evil. ’
Jiang Ding can clearly feel that while the power of the blood sword in his hand has increased, many negative emotions are coming from the blood sword, trying to invade his sea of consciousness. All kinds of reasonable and reasonable voices are in his sea of consciousness. Whisper.
The key is that he himself thinks it makes sense.
These surging negative emotions are enough to make a Tianjun who has just been promoted to become a god become possessed in an instant and explode himself to death. As cultivation continues, these inner demons will inevitably grow further.
This is what troubles demon monks and blood monks all their lives. It runs through their entire monastic career and they cannot get rid of it no matter what. Ninety-nine percent of the people along the way died of inner demons. The remaining people are not exempt, they can be there at any time. Possibly obsessed.
This is the price for quick inheritance of the Demonic Path and the Blood Path.
‘Yes, it’s so easy to lose control, for all kinds of seemingly reasonable reasons. ’
'The devil of the devil's path is just like that. He has a very tempting appearance and seems to have reasonable logic. Use it correctly. ’
‘In fact, ninety-nine percent of people will fall. ’
Jiang Ding thought silently.
‘However,’
‘That’s all. ’
‘Compared to the bloodthirsty madness that can occur at any time in Dainichi Kendo, and the strong desire to find a powerful enemy for a deadly battle, these bloody demonic thoughts are still far behind. ’
Keng!
The sword's will whispered, clearing away all Jiang Ding's distracting thoughts, and the sea of consciousness became empty.
"The blood channel can be used."
"After all, it is a very brilliant achievement of immortal civilization. If you don't use it yourself and let the enemy use it, you will fall behind. Falling behind will affect the survival of individuals and civilization."
"But it must be limited to a small range and become a small branch of the Immortal Sect. It cannot spread in large numbers."
"Ordinary people cannot pass on the inheritance without passing the test of a firm Taoist heart at all levels."
Jiang Ding finished dealing with this Taoist problem and ignored it.
As a cultivator improves his cultivation and his lifespan increases, the stability of his Taoist heart and soul becomes more and more important. It can be said that if the Taoist heart cannot be maintained, he will become obsessed, his strength will decline significantly, and he will be unable to advance throughout his life. Therefore, immortal cultivators must always wipe their Taoist heart to make it clear and ethereal without any loopholes.
Jiang Ding slowly walked into the Mo Ye family's clan.
There is an attraction in the surrounding void. There are storage magic weapons, storage unicorns, and various treasure houses of the Magic Leaf family. The secret warehouse opens spontaneously, and a large number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures exude a moving light, from the first level to the fifth level. There are steps, arranged in a river, and spontaneously fly into his stored magic weapon.
Occasionally, there was a treasure house restriction, and a bloody sword energy struck over and solved it instantly.
The Blood River King's storage magic weapon was continuously filled, and finally it was even full. He had to find a fifth-level unicorn storage magic weapon in the secret vault of the Magic Leaf family and continue to collect it.
"I,"
"Instantly, suddenly rich!"
Jiang Ding took a deep breath.
The wealth of Jiaoming Realm is indeed more than just talk.
He roughly estimated that the wealth of this Moye family alone was about 230,000 top-quality spiritual stones, not counting the increased price value of exotic products.
The gods of Beiyuan, whether they are Icefield Heavenly Lord or Centipede Heavenly Lord, are poor ghosts in front of the Magic Leaf Family!
It is unbearable for God to allow such a prosperous place to be occupied by a cruel and evil race like the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, which takes all races as slaves and slaughters all races wantonly.
The light of the human race's righteous path must shroud this place and bring unquestionable justice to the Jiao Ning Realm.
Jiang Ding walked among the dilapidated Moye Family, admiring the scenery of the Moye Family that was extremely damaged due to war and killings. He felt a shift in the order of the realm and the beauty of the alternation of the old and the new.
Finally, he stopped in front of the majestic Demon Leaf Family Ancestor Hall.
Here, the ancestor of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, the 'Old God', is enshrined, an unknown creature shrouded in the darkness of the netherworld, with no body or appearance, as if it is just an essence in the universe.
Under the 'Ancient God', there are statues of great emperors, carved from a kind of dark magic stone.
The Magic Leaf family has a long history and has had eighteen great emperors in history. The most recent one was the Qing Yan Great Emperor before the Flame Stone Great Emperor.
It's not surprising, it's not special.
More than 90% of the families of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan that are still glorious today are descendants of various great emperors in history. This is a fighting race whose power can be passed on through blood.
Below the many great emperors, there is a lifelike statue of a red-haired old man, with the breath of life. His green horn reaches the sky, and his eyes look maliciously at the blood-robed Taoist in front of him.
This is the king of the Magic Leaf Family, the Magic Leaf King.
"Lord Demon Leaf King,"
“It’s been a long time since I last saw you.”
With a flattering smile on his face, Jiang Ding knelt down and saluted: "Five hundred and seventy-six years ago, you asked me to refine a blood longevity pill for you that can extend the life of a general monk. Now it has been refined. Made with the blood and soul of your son Mo Yewu.”
"Look, when will you come and get it so that it can be used to extend the life of some general monk?"
Jiang Ding turned his hand, and a blood-red elixir appeared in his palm. It was full of blood and was refined from the blood souls of many living beings. It exuded a strong aura of temptation and could extend the life of Yuanying-level monks.
The eyes of the statue of the Demonic Leaf King became even colder, and the traces of murderous intent and resentment almost solidified.
"Oh!"
Seeing this, Jiang Ding suddenly realized and said in astonishment: "You want this blood longevity pill, isn't it just for an ant like Mo Yewu?"
"Then you should have said it earlier!"
"Ouch!"
Jiang Ding slapped his thigh and felt very regretful: "If you didn't tell me earlier, I would have killed your son, grandson, granddaughter, daughter, nephew... all of them by accident."
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"There is nothing we can do. They are slaves at every mouth and slave at every mouth."
"Of course, this is nothing. I am very generous and never care about it."
"The key point is that they actually violated the emperor's will. There is no other way. I am just forced to defend and counterattack."
"This is not what I want!"
Jiang Ding said angrily: "How about you give me another one?"
"Don't worry, I will definitely keep this blood longevity pill for you. Lord Demon Leaf King, you can live with confidence and boldness."
Jiang Ding patted his chest and promised.
"You slave..."
The distracted statue left by the Demon Leaf King in the Ancestor Hall turned red, and then suddenly exploded without any attack, turning into countless fragments.
Vaguely, Jiang Ding saw an old red-haired man vomiting blood in the distance and then disappeared.
(End of chapter)