Chapter 646: Blood Avenue

After obtaining the essence and blood of Buddha, Lord Qiusuo and his party set out to leave.

Just when they broke through the space and were about to step out of the blessed land of reincarnation,

The God of Searching quietly turned his head, looking back at this moment,

His eyes penetrated the boundless blood mist that filled the blood river, and saw a gap in the blood mist.

And in this place where the blood mist is the thickest and deepest, the Buddha, who is nearly three feet tall and towering like a green pine, suddenly comes into view.

I saw the Buddha with his hands clasped together, his eyes closed tightly, his face calm and solemn,

Apart from the weird scenes around it, it is as holy as a Buddha.

At this moment, Xie Que was slightly nodding towards the location of the God of Search.

The originally black hair on Xie Que's back turned into a shocking blood red at this moment.

Like a bloody waterfall, it fell straight into the blood river at your feet, blending into the scarlet world.

And around where Xie Que stood, the blood that was originally scarlet and dazzling turned into a deeper and heavier black-red.

It was as if the bottom of his feet had turned into an infinite abyss, choosing people to devour.

An indescribable throbbing suddenly surged in the heart of the God-seeking Lord.

This sudden feeling surprised him. He knew that judging from the other party's current aura,

He is just a little fairy, a far cry from the monstrous power he once had.

It stands to reason that such an existence is not enough to give him the slightest sense of threat.

However, at this moment, he actually felt a trace of unspeakable panic.

Faced with this situation, a thought involuntarily emerged in the mind of the God-seeking Lord:

This thought was like a heavy stone, weighing him down so much that he could hardly breathe:

"It seems... Tianyuan Mountain is really going to be defeated..."

In fact, he still doesn't believe too much about the Buddha's promotion to Tianyuan within a thousand years.

But now that I think about it, even if the Buddha cannot be promoted to Tianyuan,

But with the strength and talent he has shown now, in time he will shake the entire Maha world.

Therefore, whether or not to be promoted to Tianyuan seems to be no longer important at this moment.

The strength of Fozi after his reconstruction is simply astonishing.

Coupled with the future methods it masters, it is even more elusive.

I am afraid that only those legendary Tao Lords who have condensed the Tao Fruit and those gods and Buddhas who have transcended the world can compete with them.

Xie Que looked at Zhou Guang wrapped in blood cells in front of him and began to think about how to use it effectively.

His initial idea was to guide Zhou Guang into his body and use it to help him condense more energy and blood.

After all, for a warrior, the condensation of Qi and blood is like a grinding process, requiring accumulation and refinement bit by bit.

However, it seems that what he lacks most now is Qi and blood.

Although the efficiency of converting ordinary nutrients absorbed from the blood channels into Qi and blood is extremely low,

But thanks to the huge root system of the blood network, the amount of qi and blood he obtains every day is extremely large.

He uses blood channels as a transformation medium to convert these nutrients into energy similar to plant vitality.

Then, the method of mutual generation of the five elements is used to further catalyze these vital energy, thereby generating more qi and blood.

As the blood channels continued to spread outward, the speed at which he absorbed Qi and blood continued to accelerate.

The furthest bloodline from Xie Que himself already extended to a length of 120,000 miles.

If this blood vein could be drilled out of the ground, it would be like a pillar supporting the sky.

And above this blood channel, beards and hairs are densely covered like stars.

Each of them represents the majestic vitality and endless blood in Xie Que's body.

Before Xie Que became a martial saint, his body could contain the energy and blood of ten thousand and eighty-one martial arts masters.

This kind of capacity is enough to stagger people.

But when these acupoints are overflowing, the total amount of qi and blood is equivalent to the total qi and blood of more than three million martial saints.

And Xie Que didn’t stop there.

From the moment he broke through the shackles of the Martial Saint and entered the realm of human immortals, his total energy and blood volume also soared.

In this realm, when his total energy and blood reach the limit,

Then its total amount will be equivalent to the total of more than three million immortals.

It should be noted that even in the Maha Realm that combines thousands of fragments of the immortal world,

It is probably difficult to find such a large number of human beings.

And even if True Lord Yang Shen of the same level is included, the total number still cannot reach this number.

However, this does not mean that Xie Que is lacking in Qi and blood.

Over the past ten years, he has understood part of the way of blood.

With the help of the Eyes of the Candle Dragon, Xie Que has the ability to dissolve natural materials such as soil and rocks into blood.

Then transform them into nutrients that nourish your own growth.

Therefore, Xie Que's current task is to further expand the area of ​​​​the blood river under his feet, and at the same time continue to extend his blood veins outwards.

In this way, he can draw more energy and blood.

At the same time, as the body of the shaman gradually grows, Xie Que also feels more and more close to himself and Dao Dao.

Although those once obscure and daunting avenues, such as cause and effect, reincarnation, etc., are still somewhat difficult to understand,

But for things like yin and yang, the five elements, and nature that are superficially superficial, he has been able to see through the rules of their operation at a glance.

The path of blood is a side path among the three thousand avenues.

When Xie Que gained enlightenment, he discovered that there was an indescribable fit between the way of blood and the practice of warriors.

As we all know, the core of martial arts practice lies in constantly tempering and strengthening one's body.

In the composition of the power of the body, the blood in the body plays a very important role.

Whether it’s Qi and blood or essence and blood,

They are all indispensable and important components of blood, and together they support the strength and vitality of warriors.

Xie Que knew very well that if he could understand the art of blood to the extreme, he would have the ability to turn everything in the world into his own blood.

This not only means that he can absorb all external substances to nourish his body,

It also means that he has the possibility to assimilate the entire world and integrate it into his own cave.

It turned into a world of blood that belonged exclusively to him.

Although this sounds a bit weird, it is orthodox martial arts.

Xie Que had a slight thought in his mind. In an instant, on the surging river of blood in front of him,

A humanoid figure made entirely of blood slowly emerged.

This figure has neither a discernible face nor a male or female, only its shape is vaguely identifiable.

"The energy and blood of this incarnation is about seven hundred times stronger than that of ordinary immortals. Even those heirs who are loved by the destiny of a world,

The richness of his Qi and blood is probably far from being comparable to that of my blood incarnation. "

Xie Que made a secret assessment in his mind.

In the world of cultivation, it is extremely rare for a strong person to be able to achieve a hundred times the vitality and blood of a practitioner of the same level.

And the total amount of Qi and blood possessed by Xie Que's blood incarnation was actually more than seven hundred times that of ordinary people.

This undoubtedly represents an almost crushing strength gap, enough to make any opponent feel intimidated.

"What's more, this incarnation also contains the Dao Yun of the Blood Path, and its actual combat power may be even more amazing."

Xie Que thought in his heart, he couldn't help but wonder how many such blood incarnations he could create at the same time.

"But having said that, this Blood Avenue is indeed the most suitable path of cultivation for me."

After witnessing the powerful power of blood incarnation with his own eyes, Xie Que also made a decision in his heart.

he decided. Put all Zhou Guang into his in-depth understanding of the blood avenue.

Not long after the God of Searching quietly left that blessed land, Wuyin Temple quickly conveyed a warning to Yang Zhiyuan:

That is to avoid any form of interference or obstruction to Buddhist disciples. At the same time, Wuyin Temple and Dainichi Temple will work together to

Jointly dispatch two powerful men at the level of Heavenly Kings to ensure that the Buddha can devote himself wholeheartedly to practice without being disturbed by any external factors.

Faced with such a warning, Jerry Yang did not show much emotion or reaction.

After all, he had seen with his own eyes the power of the future Dharma mastered by the Buddha, so he was naturally unwilling to provoke Xie Que easily, lest he cause unnecessary trouble.

His previous attempt to cut off the Buddha's inspiration was just out of a desire to disgust people.

He just wanted to add some trouble to Xie Que, but he knew that such behavior would not cause substantial interference to the Buddha.

If it really works and such difficulties cannot be solved, this Buddhist disciple will naturally not have to be a disciple.

However, what makes Yang Zhiyuan feel a little irritated and puzzled is what weird method is this Buddhist practicing?

Judging from the speed and scale at which he absorbed the resources in the blessed land, it was simply staggering.

If things continue like this, it might be possible for him to break through to the realm of Tianyuan Martial Lord in one fell swoop.

At the same time, the seeking god who successfully obtained the essence and blood of the Buddha couldn't wait to devote himself to research the moment he stepped out of the blessed land.

But this time, even Yang Zhiyuan, who rarely personally participated in the crime, was deeply attracted by the blood and decided to personally participate in the research work.

Although he has not personally participated in such research for more than 100,000 years, his curiosity about this blood has not diminished at all.

Soon, after a series of sophisticated and complex tests, the results came out that shocked and incredible everyone present.

When these few drops of crystal clear blood slowly broke away from the surging blood river, they naturally condensed into a perfect spherical shape.

These blood beads continue to swirl at high speed, glowing with extremely strong and vigorous vitality.

And the quality of these blood beads is simply staggering.

Although they are not large in size, their density is surprisingly high, and they are even heavier than fine iron of the same volume.

Such characteristics allow them to maintain amazing stability in the face of various extreme environments.

Whether it's under the heat of the sun or in the freezing cold,

These blood beads will not evaporate or lose their activity, as if they have eternal vitality.

When these blood beads are shattered in a collision, they do not disappear or dissipate, but break up into more fine, small blood droplets.

These small blood droplets will also quickly condense into a spherical shape and continue to exist in a high-speed swirling state.

In addition, these blood beads can ignore any Yin God's attacks.

Except for the slight loss of power caused by the stimulation of the soul in the pure Yang state, they are almost fearless.

After a series of careful tests, they found that each blood cell formed a miniature field when spinning at high speed.

This field can control the surrounding magnetism of heaven and earth, providing strong protection for blood cells, allowing them to maintain a stable state in any environment.

Although such a result is not difficult for any immortal,

But you must know that this is only the power displayed by a few drops of blood, not a complete immortal.

Even at the moment when the blood bead was detonated, the power burst out from inside it,

It is enough to completely destroy all living creatures within a hundred meters in an instant, leaving no trace.

Moreover, the corrosive power contained in the blood beads can make a huge hole more than ten meters deep appear on the ground out of thin air.

This scene undoubtedly made everyone present feel unprecedented surprise.

Even... there was an indescribable feeling of panic deep in my heart.

They couldn't believe it, and their hearts were full of doubts. Just taking out a few drops of blood could actually possess terrifying power comparable to that of human immortals?

Yang Zhiyuan frowned and fell into deep thought for a long time.

He is not a dull person and naturally understands the meaning behind this.

Even though he is a son of fate, a genius of a generation, possessing cultivation and talents that are difficult for others to match,

But when he was in the Immortal Realm, even if he tried his best, he could barely compete with a fist-sized drop of blood.

What's more... the blood river in the blessed land is still expanding, as if it wants to swallow up the entire reincarnation blessed land.

If you fly above the blessed land and overlook the whole situation,

I saw that the area where Xie Que was located had been covered in bright red, and there was no other unusual color.

I don’t know how long time passed quietly, but Yang Zhiyuan finally let out a long sigh,

There was a bit of helplessness and emotion in his voice: "It seems that time really doesn't wait for me."

He shook his head slightly: "Not long after the old Buddha left, the Buddha's son came to the world. When will our Tianyuan Mountain regain its glory?"

When the Lord Qiusuo heard this, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, but he deliberately pretended to be ignorant and asked lightly:

"Why did the mountain master say this? As a holy land of martial arts, our Tianyuan Mountain has always been respected by warriors all over the world.

Although the Buddha is now in the realm of human immortality, the world is still undecided, and it is not yet known who will win.

Why should the mountain owner have the ambition of others and destroy his own prestige? "

Yang Zhiyuan waved his hand gently, with a bit of bitterness in his tone:

"You don't understand..."

His mind couldn't help but flash back to the face of the former Buddha Emperor, as well as the suffocating and terrifying oppression.

Thinking of this, his body involuntarily became a little rickety, as if oppressed by an invisible burden.

He waved his hand, indicating that Lord Qixuo did not need to say any more:

"Well, since this is the era of the Buddha, we will obey his will. So what about thousands, ten thousand, or even millions of years?

As long as the inheritance and foundation of Tianyuan Mountain can be preserved, everything is worth it. "

Having said this, he paused and then commanded in a deep voice:

"Tell me the Dharma: All the big and small forces in the blessed land must move out within three months.

This blessed land... may soon become a blessing for Buddhists on their path to spiritual practice. "(End of chapter)