Chapter 648: The Natural Way

Chapter 648: The Natural Way

"What kind of monster is this?!"

A warrior was horrified, and an indescribable chill spread throughout his body.

His legs trembled involuntarily, and he wanted to escape from this strange place.

But he found that even taking steps became extremely difficult, and his legs were completely out of control at the moment.

The warrior on the other side had a dry throat and swallowed with difficulty.

There was unconcealable panic in his voice:

"Are we... going to become... the food in this demon cultivator's mouth?"

His eyes wandered around, trying to find a glimmer of hope in this despair.

Seeing this, Jiang Huai took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and yelled:

"Don't think too wildly. We are here under the orders of the mountain master to enforce the law!"

Although his voice was steady, there was inevitably a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Moreover, the mountain owner is such a respected person, how could he have anything to do with such demonic cultivators..."

Mentioning the magic cultivator, Jiang Huai couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion in his heart.

Is it possible that the qi and blood in front of me, which has almost condensed into substance, is really something that a demon cultivator can possess?

Or is it that even in martial arts, there are such heretical and evil practices?

But even the most evil martial arts techniques that Jiang Huai had ever heard of were nothing more than drinking and bathing in blood.

His thoughts raced rapidly in his mind,

Thinking about why the mountain master specially sent these low-level warriors who have not yet crossed the threshold of martial arts to this place.

Every detail, every possible motive, was worked over and over in his mind.

It's just that the matter about Buddha is a secret that only high-level officials above the level of God King are qualified to know.

Jiang Huai and others, as low-level warriors, naturally knew nothing about this.

At this moment, JAC could only make the worst guess based on the limited information he had.

Perhaps, they were sent here as some kind of sacrifice, or to become the blood food of some kind of existence.

The thought made him shudder, but he couldn't shake the possibility.

"But why...are we low-level warriors?"

Jiang Huai's heart suddenly surged with strong reluctance and doubt.

Just when this thought flashed across his mind, he seemed to have captured some key information.

He thought that there were many monks with extremely powerful souls who, when their bodies were damaged,

They will choose to find martial arts wizards to seize their bodies to extend their lives, and they can also practice martial arts after seizing their bodies.

Although their cultivation levels are low, it is precisely because they have not yet practiced any Taoist martial arts that their body's plasticity is at its strongest.

What's more, the fact that they can appear in the blessed land of reincarnation is already a proof of their martial arts talents.

These thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and Jiang Huai's heart suddenly became enlightened.

He may have guessed the reason why he was sent here, which also made his hair suddenly stand up.

A strong sense of urgency arose spontaneously. He gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with determination.

He shouted to the fellow juniors around him: "Everyone, run away quickly!"

"This old monster's purpose is to take away our bodies!"

Although Jiang Huai also knew clearly that in the face of the almost god-like power of the high-level monks,

They were as small as ants, and the possibility of escaping was almost zero.

But even so, he was not willing to give up easily.

If you don't give it a try, how can you know whether there is really no hope?

And deep down in his heart, he still had a faint illusion.

Perhaps all of this was someone who falsely taught the Mountain Master's Dharma and tricked them into coming here.

If this is the case, then as long as they can delay for some time, they might have a chance to wait until rescue arrives.

Fantasy is always beautiful, Jiang Huai discovered with horror just now,

His legs could no longer be lifted, as if they were bound by invisible gravity.

In the face of this huge pressure, even the most basic actions became extremely difficult for them.

Not to mention low-level warriors like them who have not yet stepped into the martial arts gate, even Yangshen Zhenjun may not be able to act easily and freely when facing such an existence.

The bloody man's movements seemed slow, but in fact each step covered an extremely long distance.

In an instant, it stepped out of the boiling blood river and stood on the river bank.

The bloody man's body is towering, nearly three feet tall. Compared with ordinary people, he is undoubtedly a giant.

Except for being covered in scarlet, the rest of the bloody man is very similar to humans.

It was as if he was just wearing a robe made of blood.

Jiang Huai could even clearly see the beating muscle lines on the bloody man's body, as well as the bloody hair that was gently blown by the breeze.

At this moment, Xie Que's consciousness was already attached to this bloody man.

The moment he saw them, Xie Que already understood Yang Zhiyuan's intentions.

After all, the Lord Seeking God has brought back his essence and blood. No matter how stupid these warriors are,

You should also be able to guess that the blood river he controls, which seems to be filled with demons,

In fact, it is not an evil thing, but like the cave world, it is cultivated from some kind of martial arts.

And looking at how powerful he is now, it's hard not to be moved.

After all, the blood river is just the outside, and its core is still based on one's own body, without losing the essence of martial arts.

Many monks don't care about the appearance. So what if it looks like a demonic skill after it is completed?

As long as there are no side effects of magic power, wouldn't it be fine?

What's more, judging from the current situation, apart from myself needing to stick to this river of blood,

Apart from not being able to leave easily, there don't seem to be any other obvious side effects.

And as his cultivation becomes more advanced, he can also attach his consciousness to the bloody man and let it act on his behalf.

In this way, even this only limitation is solved.

In the frightened eyes of the seven low-level warriors, the bloody man transformed by Xie Que slowly spoke: "

But Tianyuan Mountain called you here? "

The remaining six warriors seemed to be shrouded in invisible fear, and they all fell into deathly silence.

Even breathing became cautious, for fear of disturbing the terrifying existence in front of him.

Only Jiang Huai managed to muster up the courage even though his heart was in turmoil.

He nodded with great difficulty and replied with a slightly trembling voice:

"Back to senior, it was the mountain master who ordered us to come here to wait for senior to arrive."

When he mentioned Yang Zhiyuan's name, he secretly calculated in his mind, hoping to confirm whether this was really the metaphor of the Mountain Lord.

If not, maybe he could use his reputation as the mountain lord to frighten the monster in front of him.

Xie Que didn't care about Jiang Huai's words, and his bloody man whose facial features could not be seen spoke again:

"Sincerity leads to spirituality. Once you practice my method, you will no longer be considered a member of Tianyuan Mountain."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, shocking Jiang Huai's heart.

Have you practiced his method? ...Jiang Huai's thoughts became confused in an instant.

Aren't they sent here to serve as food or as targets for being kidnapped?

Could it be that they are actually here to practice some kind of Dharma?

Is it Taoism? Or martial arts?

Jiang Huai felt the extremely strong energy and blood power around him, impacting his senses like substance.

He also had the answer in his heart instantly. It seems that it is some kind of martial arts.

Witnessing the six junior brothers unable to move or speak under this suffocating pressure,

Jiang Huai was extremely anxious, fearing that things might change due to this.

He took a deep breath, plucked up the courage again, and begged the bloody man:

"Senior, please restrain your pressure a little. I am afraid that these junior brothers are about to reach their limit."

However, Xie Que seemed not to hear Jiang Huai's words.

He just fixed his eyes firmly on Jiang Huai, with a hint of playfulness and curiosity in his tone:

"It's really strange. They are all at a higher level than you, so why are you the only one who is not afraid of this coercion?"

Hearing this, Jiang Huai couldn't help but feel bitterness in his heart.

He recalled all the difficulties and obstacles he had gone through in order to enter the country for martial arts. It could almost be said that he had a narrow escape from death.

After wandering on the edge of life and death several times, he finally succeeded.

Obviously with his talent, practicing other martial arts should be very simple.

But it was because he was brave that he wasted more than forty years.

Moreover, in order to find a way forward in this martial arts, he also put in unimaginable efforts.

But it was these hardships that made him calmer and more sensitive.

Therefore, under this terrifying pressure at this moment, he was able to keep a clear head and say these words.

Jiang Huai's heart was full of uncertainty at this moment, and he could not accurately figure out the character of the bloody man in front of him.

Since Tianyuan Mountain sent him here to learn skills, he could only bite the bullet, grit his teeth, and show his determination and sincerity:

"The younger generation's heart towards the Tao is as firm as a rock, how can Mr. Ye be so fond of dragons?"

When Xie Que heard Jiang Huai's words, a smile appeared on his lips again.

He took a few steps forward, as if he was examining Jiang Huai.

Suddenly, a drop of blood slowly fell from his palm and fell straight in front of Jiang Huai's eyes.

But at the moment when it was about to touch the ground, it suddenly became erratic.

Finally, it turned into a blood ball and began to spin at high speed.

Suddenly, the blood ball seemed to have life, and it escaped directly into Jiang Huai's body along the center of his eyebrows.

Jiang Huai's heart tightened, but he felt a warm current pouring into his mind, instantly blending with his own energy and blood.

"Who compiled the martial arts you have practiced before?"

Xie Que's voice rang in Jiang Huai's ears,

"Even the most basic flow of energy and blood is wrong. This is simply a blasphemy against martial arts."

He paused and continued:

"You mortals, you are not a true king and venerable person who can practice martial arts with a body of pure Yang. How can you let the energy and blood go into your skull?"

"You are really lucky to be alive today."

At that moment, Jiang Huai suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation and comfort.

The headache that had troubled him for many years disappeared without a trace in an instant.

At the same time, the meridians in his body that were originally blocked due to improper cultivation,

The channels also began to reopen, and Qi and blood began to flow.

But the effect of this power is far more than that. The blood drop that entered his body is still flowing in Jiang Huai's body.

As it traveled, it seemed to have the effect of cleansing the essence and broadening the meridians, which surprised Jianghuai.

After listening to what the bloody man said, Jiang Huai suddenly realized why he had failed before.

This new martial arts book was probably originally designed for monks who already had some experience in cultivation.

It was just that some unexpected mistakes may have occurred when selecting the successor, which is why a mortal like me was accidentally selected.

Thinking of this, Jiang Huai couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If not, with his talent and potential, he should have achieved a high-level martial saint at this age.

However, the reality is that he has wasted more than 40 years of time in vain and missed too many precious opportunities.

However, now that Tianyuan Mountain sent him here to ask for advice and study, Jiang Huai decided to seize this opportunity.

He believed that as long as he continued to work hard, there might be a glimmer of hope for his ruined future.

He quickly knelt on the ground, his hands tightly pressed against the cold ground,

and kept kowtowed, with endless gratitude in his voice:

"Thank you for your kindness, senior, I will never forget it in my life!"

"I am willing to give up everything in Tianyuan Mountain and follow you to practice wholeheartedly."

His voice was firm and resolute, as if he had made all the preparations.

Xie Que flicked his finger lightly, and several similar blood beads shot out and accurately shot into the bodies of the other six people.

They seemed to be awakened by an invisible force, and they all woke up from their previous ignorant state.

In an instant, they also realized the great benefits brought by the blood beads entering their bodies.

No one did not cherish their lives, and no one was willing to miss such an opportunity.

At Jiang Huai's eyes, they all knelt on the ground and began to kowtow to express their gratitude.

Xie Que nodded with satisfaction and said "hmm".

He continued: "Since you have entered my sect, you should be sincere in the Tao, practice diligently, and not slack off in the slightest."

After speaking, Jiang Huai and others only felt a trance in front of their eyes, and the world seemed to have changed in an instant.

They didn't know when they were moved to a lush bamboo forest. The strong smell of blood around them dissipated, and instead it was filled with the fragrance of bamboo and soil.

At this time, they heard the bloody man's voice again: "I am very strict in accepting disciples. Not everyone is qualified to be my disciple."

"However, since you have met by chance, I will give you a seed to help you comprehend this way."

"I have just given you the seed. You only need to comprehend it carefully and you will be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort and understand the true meaning of this way as soon as possible."

Jiang Huai asked hurriedly: "Senior, I wonder what the name of the way we are learning is?"

His words revealed his intelligence and wit. He knew that a name can often reveal the essence and connotation of things.

Xie Que smiled slightly when he heard it, and said:

"The way we are learning is close to the way of heaven and nature. When you practice it to the highest level, you will be in harmony with the heaven and earth. I am nature, which can be called the way of nature."

"The way of nature?" Jiang Huai was speechless.

Whether it was the blood river or the bloody man, he could not see any element of "nature".

But the bloody man in front of him continued: "Now... you will comprehend these bamboos."

"If you succeed within three years, you will be qualified to become my registered disciple."

"If not..."

Jiang Huai and others suddenly felt a sense of urgency in their hearts, and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground and began to sense the blood beads in their bodies. (End of this chapter)