Chapter 1106 Blood Nerve
"Old ancestor...wuwuwu..."
The gray-bearded old man hugged the Blood River King's thigh and cried loudly, with tears and nose running down his face. He held on tightly and refused to let go, making the Blood River King's blood robe wet.
"Alas!"
Jiang Ding sighed and let the little guy cry bitterly.
Contrary to what most people think, the Zhenshan Sect, which is essentially a blood demon sect, is very affectionate, at least in terms of the relationship between master and disciple. There is no intrigue between master and disciple. You plot against me and I plot against you. Internal friction. Very few, it can be said that he is also a teacher, a father, a disciple and a son.
The typical internal intrigues among demon sects are very common in areas where the human race is prosperous, and it is harmless.
If there was still such internal strife in the Jiao Ming Realm, master and apprentice schemes, and distrust, then the sect would have been destroyed long ago. There would be no room for strategic buffering at all. One wrong move would lead to death.
The Zhenshan Sect has come to this day, and the birth of the God-Transforming Heavenly Lord in the dangerous Jiao Ning Realm is a miracle, and the internal construction is naturally done extremely well.
The master of Blood River King once treated Blood River King as his own son, Blood River King also treated his disciples as his own children, and Blood River King's disciples treated his disciples in the same way... Passed down from generation to generation, True Lord Jianshi's teachings This is how his master treated him, and this is how he treated his master, the contemporary Supreme Elder Zishi Zhenren.
Now, when he saw the Blood River King, Lord Jianshi lost his composure, and his emotions suddenly came out, as if an abandoned child had finally found its parents.
Jiang Ding didn't worry about anything. He waited until True Lord Jianshi's crying subsided, then gently touched his head and sighed: "You have suffered a lot these years."
"Not bitter, not bitter."
"How could our ancestors work so hard?"
True Lord Jianshi wiped away his nose and tears, stood up, and said: "I have also heard about the events of these old ancestors. They have been hunted down, hiding, and fighting to the death. They may be killed by the Horned Demon Emperor Clan at any time. The king is surrounded and killed, which is much more difficult than the disciples.”
He said sadly, without any resentment.
In this order of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, everyone is having a hard time, and no one is not struggling to move forward with a heavy burden.
"Come, Zishi, come here."
True Lord Jianshi waved his hand and called Master Zishi, the Supreme Elder of the contemporary Zhenshan Sect, over and said proudly: "This is the ancestor of our sect, the seventy-sixth generation patriarch, who was promoted more than four thousand years ago. The Blood River Heavenly Lord who transformed into a Godly Heavenly Lord!”
"You are so lucky, little kid. When I was young, I didn't have such a great opportunity."
He said proudly, and instantly switched back to the appearance of True Lord Yuanying, the ancestor of the sect, and the transition between them was extremely smooth.
‘The God-Transforming Heavenly Lord! ’
‘Tianjun! ’
Master Zishi was stunned for a moment.
Heavenly Lord!
This is simply a legend among human cultivators. They dare not even think about it, even at the Yuanying realm. They think that they can only reach the middle stage of Jindan in their lifetime.
"Meet the ancestor!"
"Meet the Master!"
Master Zishi's heart was buzzing, but this did not hinder his actions. First he kowtowed to the Blood River King, and then kowtowed to his master, especially his master Jianshi Zhenjun, whom he had seen when he was a child. , accept his teachings with great admiration, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.
There was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, as soft as if his feet were on the clouds.
In an instant, he had the ancestor of Tianjun and the ancestor of Zhenjun!
“Not bad, not bad,”
"The little guy's foundation is pretty good."
Jiang Ding encouraged him with a few words and gave him some useful elixirs, magic weapons, and many secret techniques. He knocked Master Zishi unconscious instantly and forgot to thank him.
Jiang Ding didn't care about him.
The over 100-year-old Jindan early-stage monk is just a child. It's okay to care and be rude. It's all normal. Talking about serious business with him is a bit outrageous.
"Solid Rock,"
"I remember that hundreds of years ago, you were still in the late stage of Jindan, and now you have been promoted to Nascent Soul. Not bad, not bad." Jiang Ding praised.
"Ancestor, this disciple has gained some benefits in these hundreds of years of melee."
True Lord Jianshi said embarrassedly: "Thanks to the ancestor for stirring up the storm, otherwise in the order of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, the disciples would have no chance and would have to die of old age at more than three hundred years old."
It's very light to say here, but I must have experienced countless dangers and countless bloody battles before surviving.
"How old are you this year?"
Jiang Ding asked again.
"Reporting to the ancestor, this disciple is five hundred and eleven years old this year."
"Five hundred and fifty-one years old? Not bad."
“Not bad, not bad.”
Jiang Ding praised repeatedly: "Our Rock seems to be a genius. He is only over 500 years old and has already been promoted to Nascent Soul. If the sect's situation is better, you might be able to go further and be promoted faster." Nascent Soul has a deeper foundation.”
"Very good, very good."
Master Zishi stood respectfully aside, listening to the speeches of the two elders, secretly speechless.
Over five hundred years old, in the eyes of his ancestors, he still seemed very young, like a child, but this was almost twice his lifespan, a long period of time that he could not imagine yet.
The three masters and disciples chatted for a long time. Most of the time, Master Jianshi and Master Zishi asked some difficult questions about the Taoism, and the Blood River King answered them, which always benefited the two of them a lot.
The two of them have also obtained many foundation-repairing techniques created by the Blood River King over the years. If there is no shortage of resources and they practice diligently, they will be able to go much smoother in the future.
During the discussion, several months passed unknowingly.
During this period, True Monarch Jianshi and the two had a tacit understanding not to ask why their ancestor appeared here openly, not even to hide, nor to ask him about the situation outside. They did not ask anything about anything, and just enjoyed this rare moment of peace.
The two of them were carefree and had nothing to worry about.
Now you can freely seek the path and practice without worrying about the sudden arrival of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan's envoys or the Demon Rock Clan's envoys.
Yes, Zhenren, Zhenjun, no matter how young he is in front of the God-Transforming Heavenly Lord, he is still a monk with profound experience. It is impossible for him to know nothing and have already guessed something without asking.
The illusion of peace and ease is also freedom.
"...The Blood God is immortal, and the Dao is endless..., this Blood God is not a god, but our blood, our "Blood Nerve" mana, and even our own Tao..."
"...It will definitely never end."
After Jiang Ding finished explaining the sect's classics, he fell into silence.
True Lord Jianshi and True Lord Zishi were also silent, with a miserable expression on their faces. Tears almost fell, but they held back and did not let themselves lose their composure.
"The current situation is extremely dangerous."
Jiang Ding finally began to explain his purpose of coming here, and sighed: "I want to explore the path to the imperial realm, but there are many inner demons and distracting thoughts inside, restrained by slave scriptures, and many great emperors of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan outside to suppress them. Successfully Maybe, it’s just a chance at most.”
"However, just in case, just in case."
"You have to give it a try."
"Don't blame me. The human race is inherently desperate in this world. Being able to have this possibility is already a great blessing. There will not be a better opportunity."
"Ancestor..."
True Lord Jianshi and True Lord Zishi shed tears and could no longer control them.
The ancestors are here to give it a try. Regardless of victory or defeat, I am afraid that the entire Zhenshan Sect will be slaughtered. There is no chance of being spared. The Horned Demon Emperor Clan is really powerful and has to endure many cruel things. There is no luck.
(End of chapter)