Chapter 48: The Great Dao Qingyuan Retreat, the Blood Lotus Cave Spring Appears

Retreat place.

Gu Qingyuan polished his immortal foundation and exhaled to regain his composure.

The spring in the cave was an incarnation that he cut out with the help of the lotus seed of the blood essence supernatural power. With the foundation of cultivation, he was born with the blood essence minor supernatural power. Gu Qingyuan also cut off the small demon minor supernatural powers such as the small thought to him, saving him the pain of cultivating again.

The two of them are one body and two persons. If this small magical power is cut out, as long as the perception is still there, Gu Qingyuan can achieve success in an instant.

Dongquan only had two things to do on this trip. One was to look for spiritual veins and spiritual objects in order to ascend to the Purple Palace.

The second is to gather the calamity energy, observe the six tribulations, collect data, and help Gu Qingyuan hone his magical powers and become a Taoist priest.

In front of Gu Qingyuan were a golden ball, red silk, and a booklet.

The golden ball contains the calamity energy, the red thread is the thread of love, and the small booklet is the "Golden Elixir and the Same Contract".

Behind him were piles of books, still smelling of ink. They were the martial arts notes and outlines of methods that Gu Qingyuan had read since Daxia. From the most basic "Baseball Fist" to the simplest methods of refining magical powers, they were all written down and recorded by Gu Qingyuan one by one.

Analyzing the calamity energy, comprehending the emotional thread, polishing the immortal foundation, and seeking the purple mansion, this is Gu Qingyuan's mission.

Unfolding the "Golden Elixir and Ginseng Covenant", purple-gold light flickered, and the mystery of the Purple Palace was revealed to Gu Qingyuan.

Different from all the weird things before, as soon as the book was opened, a flash of light appeared, golden lotuses emerged from the ground, and flowers fell from the sky.

A fairy gate fell from mid-air, connected to a jade fairy platform below, engraved with flying dragons and phoenixes, fairies in colorful clothes, and golden-armored gods guarding on both sides. Clear clouds shuttled through it.

The profound mystery of the Purple Palace cannot be contained in ordinary words and has turned into a picture of ascending to heaven.

Gu Qingyuan only took a glance, and countless profound truths echoed in his mind.

Three thousand miles away, the cave spring was carrying the black wind and was speeding all the way.

I was actually feeling relaxed, meditating and quietly reciting the Huangting Sutra, but he left the task of running errands to me.

Dongquan shook the jade pendant in his hand. He was the incarnation of the blood lotus seed and was born with the magical power of blood essence. He was going to the Sumeru Sea and he needed to rely on this jade pendant to cover himself.

After flying for a long time, we got closer to the Sumeru Sea and gradually saw people on the road.

"This is a bit crowded."

Dongquan looked at the smoke rising from the ravine. It didn't look like a stove fire, but rather like someone had drained the water, causing thick columns of smoke to rise.

At the same time, in Xiaojing Village.

The originally quiet and peaceful village is now in ruins. Many villagers are lying or sprawled on the ground, dead. The only sounds in the entire village are fireworks burning in the houses and the occasional popping sound, but there is no living person.

No, there are still living people.

“Hurry up, refine all these corpses while they are still fresh.” Wang Chong said, waving the command flag in his hand.

The flag was all black, with animal bones as the pole, and there were ferocious beasts painted on the surface. When it was shaken, the sound of souls crying could be heard.

There was another person next to him, holding a bead. Wherever the bead passed, blood gushed out from the corpses lying on the ground and flowed into the bead.

"I have been searching for so long, but I finally found a village full of mortals, none of whom have any cultivation skills. How long will it take for me to refine my Blood Essence Pearl with the materials I have received this time?"

Wang Chong waved the black flag continuously and pulled out the soul bag from the flag: "Stop talking nonsense and get to work. With these 118 souls, we can also exchange them for some good materials."

"What good material?"

"Of course..." Wang Chong said halfway when he suddenly felt something was wrong and waved the flag backwards.

no one?

Wang Chong turned around and found no one there. Just as he was about to warn his companions, he felt a heavy weight on his head. A big hand patted his head, as if it was patting a watermelon. "Why don't you say anything?"

Wang Chong did not dare to move when he heard the words coming from behind him: "I don't know who is here, senior, I am sorry for the inconvenience."

The big hand on his head turned, and Wang Chong turned with the force, and saw a man in a black robe standing behind him. His companion was grabbed by the neck by a beam of blood and could not utter a word.

"Meeting is fate. So, I will ask you two a question. Whoever can answer it will live." said the man in black robe.

"How far is this place from the Xumi Sea?"

Wang Chong thought without hesitation: "Eighteen thousand miles, an average distance of half an hour."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a snapping sound. His companion's head had been twisted into a strange angle, the blood disappeared, and the body fell limply to the ground.

"You answered quickly, so you have the right to stay alive." Wang Chong heard the man in black robe say this.

The man clapped his hands as if to brush off dust, and then said in surprise: "Oh, what a sin, I forgot that your companion was caught by the throat by my blood magic and couldn't speak. I lost my grip and caused him to die in vain. It pains me so much."

That compassionate look made Wang Chong shudder. He felt like he had encountered a weird and evil demon. His heart went cold and his legs were shaking.

“But it cannot be wasted. I will give him a ride.” The man in black robe muttered to himself. A black shadow emerged from under his feet and pounced on the corpse. Chewing sounds were heard, leaving only the Blood Yuan Pearl and a magic weapon. The Blood Yuan Pearl rolled and landed in front of Wang Chong.

He swallowed, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"I have a precious pill here. If you want to exchange it for the 'Three Corpses Brain Pill', why don't you take it quickly?" The man in black robe grinned with a kind look.

After Wang Chong, who had lost his consciousness, obediently took the precious pill transformed by the devil, Dongquan took the flag from his hand.

"What a shabby treasure, it's in such poor condition." Dongquan was a little disgusted, but he was kicked out of the house and couldn't be picky.

Wang Chong regained some consciousness and realized that he had survived for the time being. He quickly said, "As an incompetent cultivator without any resources, I naturally cannot refine a valuable treasure. If Senior Xuanshaqi likes it, feel free to take it and play with it."

Having said that, Wang Chong's heart was bleeding. Most of his fortune was invested in this flag. Now that he was told to give it away, how could he be willing to do so?

"Let me ask you, are there any taboos in Xumi Sea? Which sect or school is the closest to this place? What kind of person is that?"

"The Xumi Sea is full of demon cultivators, so naturally there are no taboos. The closest to this place is Erlong Island, which has two island masters. The big island master is named He Jin, and the second island master is Song Jing. The two are brothers, and both have foundation-building cultivation."

After a series of inquiries, Wang Chong answered them one by one.

"Very good, very well-behaved, and I love you very much." Dongquan nodded.

Wang Chong's face lit up with joy, and he was about to open his mouth to compliment him a few more times, but he didn't expect that the Three Corpses Brain Pill in his body rioted and transformed into a demon. Half a syllable was stuck in his throat and it had already swallowed him up.

Dongquan pinched his brows, sorted out the fragmented memories that were passed on, verified them, and displayed the Xuansha flag, saying, "You are so stupid. I will kill you, and the flag is mine too."

After saying that, a gust of black wind turned into a black gas and flew away.

This is the outer sea of ​​Xumiwai, with a number of islands of different sizes guarding the inner sea like a dragon holding a pearl.

Originally, the islands were scattered all over the place, but later a mighty being in Zifu used magic to move mountains and islands, forming an island chain. He also combined most of the remaining islands into one, which was located in the center of the chain. It could be called a small inland area and was called Tianyuan Island. It turned into the spiritual pearl that the dragon holds in its mouth.

At the tail of the dragon in this island chain, there is a small island called "Erlong Island."
Inside the residence of the island owner of Erlong Island.

Dongquan sat on the first throne, with He Jin and Song Jing kneeling below. The two men, who were once so majestic and in control of 800,000 people on the island, were now dressed in rags, with disheveled hair, and large blood stains on their chests. It seemed that they had suffered a lot.

Dongquan gathered the treasures he had snatched in his hands and was about to speak when a loud shout suddenly came from outside:

"Who are you, you dare to hurt my disciple? Are you trying to kill yourself?"

(End of this chapter)