Chapter 489 Fishing for Treasures in the Blood Sea
"Teacher, please don't look around. Disciples also have privacy."
Li Ping'an responded randomly in his heart.
The spirit in the coffin continued to walk around with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the most panicked person now is Tiandao. When I come in, Tiandao will temporarily lose its supervision of you. If you don't believe me, just look up."
Li Ping'an looked up.
The sea of blood was originally crowded with people, but at this moment, above his and Hou Tu's heads, a shallow golden cloud slowly rotated, and Li Ping'an was all too familiar with the power of heaven flowing on it.
"Teacher, Heaven is always monitoring me?"
"Otherwise?" The spirit in the coffin muttered, "Just get used to it. As the Emperor of Heaven, this is the price that must be paid."
Li Ping'an:......
"Let's catch the treasure first," the spirit in the coffin said, "I know you are worried about your father. We still have about two moments before we have to rush back to heaven."
"Thank you teacher," Li Ping'an said solemnly, "It doesn't matter if you don't catch the treasure."
"Fishing. If you don't fish, it will be cheaper for them, and it won't take long."
The spirit in the coffin smiled and said:
"First of all, do as I told you and put your immortal consciousness into the sea of blood. You don't have to spread it too far and look for a flowing spiritual power in the sea of blood.
"It depends on your understanding."
Flowing spiritual energy?
Li Ping'an held his breath and concentrated, allowing himself to quickly enter a state of forgetfulness of things and myself, and followed the fishing rod and line into the sea of blood with his celestial consciousness.
His mind moved slightly, and he soon gave up the control of his immortal consciousness. The immortal consciousness drifted gently towards one place on its own. In a daze, he saw a faint golden thread in the sea of blood.
The spirit in the coffin said leisurely: "Things must be reversed at their extremes. Otherwise, the most filthy places in the world will breed the purest things. However, this pure and righteous things will not melt into the filth. They will flow down the river and lead to the pure with the pure."
Go down the river and use the Qing Dynasty to lead to the Qing Dynasty?
Li Ping'an relaxed himself, and his celestial consciousness approached the golden thread intentionally or unintentionally. He tried several times but failed.
He suddenly understood something again. His immortal consciousness no longer deliberately approached the golden thread, but drifted freely along the direction of this 'current'.
Gradually, his immortal consciousness turned into a long silk thread that was easily torn off, but it gradually fit together with the seemingly invisible golden thread.
Use Qing to lead to Qing?
Li Ping'an carefully conveyed his emotions and thoughts to the golden thread, but there was no response from the golden thread. Just when he was confused, he thought of the 'Law of Attraction' he had learned in his previous life to pick up girls.
One of them is to show your own advantages and beauty, and don't show kindness to the other party easily.
Can it be used here?
Li Ping'an had the experience of establishing great ambitions, and he was familiar with it. He began to envision a beautiful and harmonious Datong order, imagining himself riding a carriage to cruise between heaven and earth, watching all living beings grow old, sick and die, formulate a perfect order, and try his best to
Reduce the occurrence of unnatural death and unnatural injuries, and gain the support of all people.
At this moment, he realized something and looked down to the left.
A lotus blossoms quietly from the blood water, its twelve petals are crystal clear, and it is like glass.
Li Ping'an smiled when he saw it and subconsciously stretched out his left hand.
The petals of the lotus swayed slightly, and wisps of doubts entered Li Ping'an's heart.
'Who are you?'
‘Li Pingan.’
'Why can you find me?'
'You and I are destined.'
Li Ping'an said with all his heart: "Today we are going to use the land of Blood Sea to establish the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Ancestor Minghe is so prosperous in killing that he is no longer used by heaven and earth. However, killing and karma are also part of the order of heaven and earth. Are you willing to follow me?"
Leave?'
'A treasure cannot betray its owner, even if the owner is a bastard who tricked me into merging with the sea of blood and trapped me here, causing me to endure a lot of backlash and suffer endless pain caused by the resentment of living beings.'
‘Can’t you get rid of him now? Come with me, I will only use you to pay off your karma and give you the cleanest spring water.’
Li Pingan thought:
‘It is precisely because of your existence that he can continue to resurrect and consume the power of the sea of blood.
'He who helps evil is an evil treasure.'
'But a treasure cannot betray its owner.'
Twelve-grade red lotus stubbornly conveys this idea.
Li Ping'an thought for a while, and he couldn't stay here for a long time because of time constraints, so he said: "Well, if I don't take you away now, you will hide in the sea of blood until I finish the work at hand, and wait for your current master to do the same."
If you die, how about I come to find you again?'
'good.'
The emotions conveyed by the twelve-pin red lotus are quite clear.
Delighted, happy, and a little surprised.
'Won't you force me?'
'Get it clear about your identity. You are the Twelve-Rank Karma Red Lotus, one of only three Twelve-Rank Lotuses in the world, and the Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus is the grand finale of Western religions. How can I force you?'
'But your soul is very powerful. It's so powerful that it makes me tremble. It's a bit more powerful than the Pangu God in my memory.'
Li Ping'an was startled.
The three twelve-grade lotus flowers come from the Chaos Green Lotus. It is not surprising that the Chaos Green Lotus has memories.
His soul is very powerful. It should be that the Twelve-Rank Red Lotus sensed the transcendent teacher in his spiritual platform through his immortal consciousness?
The transcendent teacher is so powerful that he is stronger than Pangu God...
No wonder the twelve-pin red lotus is so well-behaved!
Li Ping'an thought to himself: 'You sensed it wrong. That is my teacher's spirit, not me. Are you still willing to follow me now?'
'Of course,' Twelve Pin Red Lotus said, 'I want to see what the world you imagined looks like.'
'I originally thought that the Twelve-grade Red Lotus would be violent...that's right, innate treasures have no nature, so that's it, I'll look for the Abi Sword again.'
'They are all here with me. You pick them up and I will give you one by one to hang on your bait.'
'Eh? Is this appropriate?'
'You are my next master. If my current master dies dozens of times, his soul will not be able to withstand the backlash of reunion and will completely collapse. After all, he will not live long, and I can only find a good home for myself.
, pick it up!'
Li Ping'an:......
His hand sank, and the Tiangongtu old tool spirit floating on his shoulder hurriedly shouted:
"I took the bait! I really took the bait!"
Li Pingan raised his hand to lift the fishing rod, and raised a sheathed sword out of the sea in front of everyone here.
The long sword was still trembling at first, but as Li Ping'an used the Avenue of Killing, the sword unsheathed itself with a scraping sound, conveying some doubts to Li Ping'an.
The ultimate killing treasure, the Abi Sword!
A huge force came from the Abi Sword, and Li Ping'an's Golden Immortal Realm body was almost unable to hold it.
A beam of gray light flew out of Li Ping'an's chest, and the spirit of the Abi Sword instantly returned to chaos.
The spirit in the coffin reminded: "Quick, drop a drop of blood essence! This treasure is too strong and your deputy soul is too weak. Use the blood essence to refine it and incorporate it into the main body's spine to warm and nourish it!"
Li Ping'an did not dare to be careless and acted as he was told, dripping blood, drawing talismans, and engraving prohibitions.
The Abi Sword quickly conveyed the message of intimacy. Li Pingan raised his hand and brought the Abi Sword to his chest. The Abi Sword turned into a beam of blood and penetrated into Li Pingan's spine.
Using the sword as the spine is a wonderful way to maintain the sword.
There was a burst of congratulations all around.
Before Li Ping'an could respond, he felt a pair of hateful eyes staring at him. Looking down, he saw the Styx Ancestor who was pressed at the bottom of the sea of blood and being rubbed back and forth by hundreds of masters. He was staring at him fiercely at this moment.
Own.
Li Ping'an curled his lips slightly and sat more upright.
The fishing rod sank again, and a bloody robe floated up on its own. Li Pingan raised his hand to hold the bloody robe.
Innate Spiritual Treasures, Blood Sea Treasure Clothes, and defensive spiritual treasures can change their styles on their own, and are themselves condensed from the essence of the Blood Sea.
Good stuff, collected.
This is not a heavy treasure, Li Ping'an put it directly into the storage magic weapon.
The fishing rod sank again, and a string of beads as red as blood fell into his hands. They were also innate spiritual treasures, made from thirty-six blood beads brewed in the sea of blood.
Ordinary rosary beads can be held in your hand to calm your mind and calm your mind.
This string of blood-colored rosary beads can make others upset and cause murderous thoughts. It is for the purpose of killing spiritual treasures of the Tao and destroying the pure Tao mind.
OK, accept it.
Li Ping'an already wanted to stop at this time.
The most important ones, the Abi Sword and the Twelve-grade Red Lotus, have been obtained, and you can go back.
My old father is being plotted by Hongjun in heaven and is in a critical situation. He must rush over to rescue him as soon as possible.
But he couldn't bear it, there was a sound from his mourning platform...
"Fishing again, fishing again! It's fun! Hahahaha! These people's eyes are all round!"
"Hahaha! Wonderful! This twelve-grade red lotus is really a wonderful thing! How about you catch a Shura princess and come up to be your bed-warming maid?"
"Don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on your father's side. Your father is not stupid. He walks slower and slower. It's quite troublesome to get him out of the heaven."
Li Pingan had no choice but to continue fishing.
In just a moment, more than a dozen treasures were hooked, and their quality gradually decreased.
When Li Ping'an caught an acquired sword, Ling Lin in the coffin suddenly lost interest and muttered:
"That's it? Ancestor Styx only has this little innate treasure? This is too poor."
Li Pingan sighed in his heart: "Should we go?"
"Let's go, you first pretend to go to Nanzhou and let Qingluan Bird take you. I will find a way to deceive Hongjun and the others and take you to Heaven."
Li Ping'an agreed, slowly stood up from Houtu's side, and made a gesture to Qingluan who was not far away and was obeying his orders.
Li Ping'an raised his head and took a few glances, and found that all the masters in the sky and the sea were staring at him, many of them had strange expressions, and there were many people who were stunned.
"Everyone, please don't stop," Li Ping'an said, "I have blocked most of the connections between Ancestor Styx and the Sea of Blood. If I kill Ancestor Styx for at most ninety-nine and eighty-one times, he will collapse. Please join us."
Work hard, I'll go to Nanzhou to express my condolences to those gods."
Before he finished speaking, he had jumped onto the back of the blue luan bird.
The blue luan bird spread its wings and flew quickly towards the south of the Blood Sea, intending to go around Nanzhou.
When things are over, go pick up the treasure and hide your merit and fame.
Xuanyuan Huangdi couldn't help but tilted his head and said softly: "This guy can really catch treasures?"
Before he could finish his words, streaks of light were already falling towards the sea of blood.
In a short while, boating and fishing people could be seen everywhere in the Blood Sea, and the scene was unprecedented.
Before the blue luan bird flew out of the sea of blood, she suddenly felt a little confused, and then continued to fly on the original route in a daze.
The figure on the back of the blue luan bird is already motionless. Although it has weight, breath, and charm, it is still just a shadow after all.
…
The spirit in the coffin showed its hand to Li Pingan.
Walking outside the painting refers to the fact that the universe is like a painting, and top experts can use their magical powers to jump out of the painting and walk outside the painting.
It led Li Ping An outside the painting, walking thousands of miles at a time, ignoring all the barriers of formations and distances, and led Li Ping An into the heaven, floating not far from Li Dazhi.
Li Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.
He was looking at his father as if he were separated by a layer of smooth glass.
If you want to jump from outside the painting into the painting, you need the permission of the spirit in the coffin.
"Watch," the spirit in the coffin said, "don't make any noise casually. Once you make a sound, we will defeat you. Let's see if your father can induce the other party to take action first."
Li Ping'an nodded and stared at his father's figure quietly.
The spirit in the coffin raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and Li Ping'an immediately saw the three figures hiding in the dark.
‘Xihe’ and ‘Wangshu’ seemed to be escorting their father, following behind step by step.
The Faceless Man of Heaven followed far behind.
Li Ping'an's face became increasingly gloomy.
The Faceless Man clearly knew that father and son supported and relied on each other, and valued each other extremely much in a foreign land, but the Faceless Man did not inform him, did not stop him, just watched quietly, and even seemed to intentionally contribute to his father's disaster!
Li Dazhi had been speeding towards the corner of the heaven, but now he slowly stopped.
He muttered: "I can't get out there either, there are big formations blocking my way, I'd better go to Nantianmen for a walk."
After saying that, he turned around and rushed towards Nantianmen, flying faster and faster.
At this moment, a wisp of sound penetrated into Li Dazhi's ears.
The spirit in the coffin made a secret, and the message was also heard by Li Ping'an at the same time.
"You don't have to go far, just come here. I'll wait for you here."
Li Dazhi looked around for a few times and whispered: "But teacher, you can ignore the rules of heaven, but I still have to follow them. The formation of heaven is a great formation. If it is broken easily, wouldn't it make heaven lose its majesty?"
"Stop being so nagging, come here quickly."
Hongjun's voice was a little helpless: "The heavenly formation cannot stop me."
"Then why don't we make a date outside?"
"Do you want to see the Emperor of Heaven being killed?"
"Oh, I definitely don't want to."
Li Dazhi was dejected, adjusted back to his original position, and continued to drive forward slowly, mumbling something.
'Xihe' and 'Wangshu' who were hiding behind Li Dazhi each put away their weapons.
Li Pingan understood why the spirit in the coffin said there was no need to worry.
His father was obviously stalling for time.
However, my father did not ask anyone for help at this moment, but just dilly-dallyed by himself, seemingly thinking of countermeasures.
After a while, Li Dazhi had flown near the wall of the heavenly formation.
There is a rockery pavilion here, and the sea of clouds is everywhere. On weekdays, the walls are hidden and not visible. It is a good place for stargazing.
Wisps of white smoke condensed into the shadow of Hongjun from the pavilion.
Li Dazhi quickly raised his hands and bowed: "Didn't the teacher say last time that he would never come to the world again?"
"It's just a shadow. There have been many changes in the world here, so I have to show up here."
Hongjun sighed softly:
"I know you have doubts, but you don't need to think too much. I came to you today to show you a disaster.
"Li Ping'an's Disaster."
Hongjun raised his hand and tapped it lightly, and the cloud smoke condensed into a cloud mirror floating in front of Li Dazhi, and a simple picture emerged in it.
Li Ping'an, who was hiding outside the painting, and Li Dazhi, who was standing in front of the cloud mirror, had similar expressions at the same time.
Shocked, stunned, confused, confused!
Without him, Li Pingan had seen the scene in the cloud mirror countless times, and Li Dazhi had also seen it once or twice.
The miserable fairy light filled everywhere, the headless Xingtian holding a big axe, the white-clothed Heavenly Emperor Li Ping'an who was bound to the ground by iron chains...