The trip to the mountain city is just an episode in life.
On the road of cultivating immortality, the two encountered an inconspicuous storm.
We just talked for a while and then forgot about it.
They are all powerful gods, with a life span of five thousand years in one life and ten thousand years in two lives. If other life-extending elixirs, spiritual fruits, etc. are added, they can live at least fifteen thousand years.
But even if Zhao Yu'er has Tianlinggen, even if he becomes a golden elixir, his lifespan will only be one thousand years, and if he is a Nascent Soul, his lifespan will only be four thousand years.
The difference in life span is enough to make many monks become passers-by.
Transformation God monks rarely interact with low-level monks and rarely become friends. It's not that Transformation God is proud and looks down on low-level monks, but the difference in life span is a bit big.
Maybe the transformation was just a nap or a retreat, and those friends of low-level monks had run out of life and died on the spot.
At that time, I was sad and shed tears.
It would be better to be distant from the beginning and not establish corresponding feelings.
Being ruthless does not mean being cold-blooded, but simply not wanting to get hurt.
Jin Xi asked: "Husband, what are your plans?"
Lu Xuanji looked into the distance and thought: "I haven't been home for a long time. I feel a little homesick. I don't know what the situation is like at home. I'd better go home!"
Jin Xi looked at him and nodded: "As it should be!"
The golden light flashed and the two people disappeared.
Just walking, Lu Xuanji stopped and landed towards a certain city on the ground.
There is not a trace of human habitation in this city. It is an empty city. The city is extremely empty and there are no humans walking around. After careful observation, I found that the teapot was still hot and the food in the pot was still warm. The food on the street was still hot.
There are many stalls but no stall owners.
Close his eyes, Lu Xuanji senses with his spiritual mind.
Suddenly a picture appeared. In the picture, a red-robed monk appeared in the void. His face was obscured by the fog, and his true face could not be seen clearly. A gourd appeared on his palm.
After opening the gourd's mouth, the humans were put into the gourd one after another and disappeared.
There are four big characters engraved on the gourd: Blood God Gourd.
"There is a demon at work. The gourd has swallowed up a hundred thousand mortal monks, and its methods are cruel!"
Lu Xuanji's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he followed the aura and moved forward. Soon, he encountered another city, but in this city, people were walking, selling, and some were eating. It was lively and safe.
The city suffered no disaster.
The footsteps flashed, and they fell into the vicinity of a village, but all the people in this village were missing.
As for other farmland, houses, etc., there was no damage at all.
The footsteps flashed, the golden light was changing, and we arrived at another city, but it was still peaceful and peaceful here, without any damage.
But after traveling a hundred miles, I saw a family of cultivators disappearing. This family of cultivators had more than a thousand monks, and there were three monks from the Zi Mansion. More than thirty people died in the foundation building, but they disappeared mysteriously.
He moved forward again, and after tracking for thousands of miles, he saw that a mountain city had become empty, and its population had disappeared.
Following the sense of breath, Lu Xuanji kept pursuing him, but his expression became colder and colder, and his murderous intent was concentrated.
Along the road, the populations of many cities, mountain villages, or some cultivating families have disappeared inexplicably. They are separated by a distance, and there are still some cities and families in the middle that have not been looted.
The red monk was like an old farmer, walking quickly around, harvesting "crops" and getting into the gourds.
Jin Xi on the side also followed closely behind, but her expression was solemn, with a hint of worry flashing across her face.
On the road of cultivating immortality, the higher the realm, the more taboo about cause and effect, and the less killing.
The Chu State has also formulated various laws to protect the interests of mortals. Most monks abide by the rules and will not kill mortals wantonly. Who are they?
Swish!
The two men's footsteps flashed and they followed.
In an instant, a monk in red appeared in front, holding a gourd in his hand. The gourd opened its mouth, and countless mortals were immediately absorbed into the gourd and turned into pus and blood.
"court death!"
Lu Xuanji stepped forward, waved his hand and walked out.
The red-clothed monk moved the gourd, and the gourd grew bigger, constantly resisting the attack.
But he was only on the fifth level of the Nascent Soul, where he resisted the attack of the monks who transformed into gods. However, his body collapsed in an instant, and the Nascent Soul attached to the body was about to escape before it could escape the light.
Just vigorously obliterated it.
Immediately, the Nascent Soul dissipated directly.
The memories carried in the Nascent Soul were also absorbed by him.
The Nascent Soul monk is very powerful, but in front of the transformed god, he is as weak as a chicken.
"Blood God Gourd!"
Lu Xuanji took the gourd with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
This is a sixth-grade spiritual treasure.
The sixth-grade spiritual treasure corresponds to the powerful person who transforms into a god.
However, due to the scarcity of materials and the difficulty of refining and manufacturing, the number of sixth-grade spiritual treasures is much less than that of the cultivators who transform themselves into gods.
Many god-transforming monks can still obtain sixth-grade spiritual treasures if they have a backing and rely on the legacy left by their predecessors.
If there is no backend, you can only use the fifth-grade spiritual treasure.
It will take a long time to refine the fifth-grade spiritual treasure in your hand into a sixth-grade one, ranging from two to three hundred years to more than a thousand years.
Open the gourd, and there is a sea of blood in the gourd, with bloody waves rolling inside. The sea of blood is constantly rolling, whining sounds come and go, there is a demonic sound of destruction spreading, murderous aura, death aura, despair aura, etc., and many resentments.
Mixed together, the karma is overwhelming.
The evil spirit billowed and swept around.
After just one glance, Lu Xuanji frowned and felt uncomfortable.
My soul felt a tingling sensation.
In the Blood God's Gourd, this sea of blood has been refined through sacrifice and is quite powerful. It can corrode the monk's magic power and contaminate the monk's magic weapon. It is a great restraint for the monks.
"Congratulations, husband, for getting a sixth-grade spiritual treasure!" Jin Xi said.
"It's a pity that this is a sword magic weapon. In order to sacrifice this magic weapon, it is ominous to kill too many monks!" Lu Xuanji frowned, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, "The blood of tens of thousands of creatures here, and the
The blood of hundreds of Nascent Soul monks, and the blood of one transformed god!"
"So what?" Jin Xi smiled and said: "In the world of cultivating immortals, there is no one who doesn't kill. If you don't kill, how can you cultivate?"
Lu Xuanji was speechless.
Monks do not kill easily, but if they really kill, they will show no mercy.
Anyone can kill a whole family or destroy an entire family.
"It's a pity that it's still unknown!"
Lu Xuanji said: "It is better to use the pure Yang true fire to sacrifice and turn it into a spiritual treasure of the right path!"
As he spoke, pure Yang true fire came burning.
But at this moment, the Blood God Gourd suddenly erupted and turned into a stream of light, absorbing him into the gourd. With a whoosh, the gourd turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
"No, I fell into a trap!"
Jin Xi couldn't help shouting, golden light flashed under her feet, and she chased him away.
But after just a few breaths, the gourd disappeared into the distance and disappeared.
…
"No, I fell into a trap!"
Lu Xuanji thought in his mind, but at this moment, a huge suction force came from the gourd, and he was immediately sucked into the gourd.
In a trance, it has appeared inside the gourd.
The interior of the gourd is quite huge, and what comes into view is a huge sea of blood. The sea of blood covers an area of thousands of miles. The waves are rolling, the water is sweeping, and there are waves of destruction.
The sea of blood is rolling and the waves are surging. Standing on the sea of blood is a monk who is still an old acquaintance.
The Blood Bat Demon Lord said: "Fellow Taoist, we meet again!"
Lu Xuanji sighed: "Yes, we meet again. Fellow Taoist is actually very clever in plotting his plan into my gourd. Also, fellow Taoist is very powerful and not as weak as the rumors say."
According to rumors, the Blood Bat Demon Lord has poor qualifications. He has been a god for more than a thousand years, but he is still at the first level of god transformation. His combat power is low, and he is at the bottom among the demon god transformers. He can also bully those who are lower than him.
Yes, when encountering some powerful gods, they will often choose to run away.
But the reality in front of me was completely different from the rumors.