Mi Xin raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes fell on the bloody light. Between the looming light and shadow, there was an altar that looked like a pile of flesh and blood.
"I'm afraid Hanhai Dragon Lord has spent a lot of money, and he even attracted the demon of Blood Hell and Minghe Dao..."
He couldn't help but glance at the swordsman next to him. If Yang Yu hadn't used his sword, he wouldn't have discovered that there was an altar of flesh and blood hidden on the hill.
"Really, one city for one..."
Yang Prison said to himself.
He had discovered this altar of flesh and blood the day he came to Jincaicheng, but he only came to look for it now because he needed to refine his sword.
He stood up with the knife put away, raised his eyes and looked around, and saw streaks of blood light with the flesh and blood altar as the core, like lights, lighting up the nearby hills.
An invisible mist appeared at an unknown moment, glowing with a faint red light under the color of blood, shrouding the two of them.
According to the classics, the difficulty in keeping the precepts is that those who keep the precepts to kill will have an increasing desire to kill, and those who keep the precepts to commit sexual acts will have an increasing sexual desire.
In the blood mist, Yang Yu walked quickly.
Mi Xin was a little surprised by his calmness, but the monk quickly reacted and his aura calmed down:
For practitioners, reaching this point is almost equivalent to breaking the precepts!
In the valley, on a medium-sized lying cow stone, a golden bell dressed in blood-stained mottled clothes sat down on it, kneading the secrets and falling into silence.
Yang Yu listened quietly.
In other words, his intention to uphold the precepts and disrupt the law will surely become stronger day by day. In the end, there will be no taboos and all laws will be in chaos.
"I once hated the injustice of the sky. You were my true body and I was my inner demon..."
"The Great Hatred of the Blood Hell Minghe Dao? This seems to be one of the fundamental skills of the Blood Hell Minghe Dao?"
In the valley, the massacre of blood mist was still continuing, but Yang Yu's mind was already submerged in the Cauldron of Gluttony.
The altar of flesh and blood, which still had Yang Ni's mouth, exploded under his gaze, turning into a large piece of blood and covering him in it.
Mixin clasped her hands together without letting down her guard:
At this moment, Yang Yu himself couldn't detect Zhong Jin's emotions. He said extremely fiercely:
At this moment, the Cauldron of Gluttony also trembled. Yang Ni, which was stronger than the outside world, surged out of the valley in this illusion;
But the two of them were one and the same, and he could feel that the murderous intention in Jin Zhong's heart at this moment was like a vast ocean.
"...Do I only have one hatred? However, after I had a lot of hatred, I suddenly felt bored, but I also figured out something..."
In front of and behind him, dozens to hundreds of blood-clothed people with cold faces worshiped him devoutly and listened to his breathing.
"I know, you're here!"
The moment he stepped out of Zhongjin, Yang Yu had already activated the "Great Sun Changes", his heart is like the scorching sun, distracting thoughts are not stained, and evil things are not invaded.
"The Blood Hell Minghe Dao is one of the oldest demonic paths in the Longquan world. Due to its strange origins and erratic behavior, it was even accepted by the demonic path. Tens of thousands of years ago, the lineage was almost completely wiped out."
The golden bell that created a lot of hatred seems extremely clear at this moment, and there seems to be no trace of resentment or evil in it.
Until tens of thousands of years ago, an unparalleled demon emerged from the Blood Hell Minghe Dao, killing the whole world and staining it with blood.
Far away in time and space, and in the illusion of food refining, Yang Yu naturally knew that Jin Zhong did not really feel that he was coming.
"Golden Bell!"
"You are right."
"good!"
Thoughts were swirling in Yang Yu's mind. Lying on the Niu Stone, Jin Zhong's unfocused eyes swept across the valley and said indifferently:
call!
In the sea of mind, between the violent collisions, the sacred elephant rushed out with a roar, holding up the sun and suppressing evil thoughts.
The moment he stepped into this place, Yang Yu's eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and the sky thunder suddenly exploded!
Therefore, even if
He had all kinds of Buddhist magical powers, so he had to calmly resist Yang Ni's explosion at this moment.
But these words are indeed reserved for myself.
But he was suppressed by him.
Faintly, Yang Yu saw a one-eyed Taoist wearing white Taoist robes looming in the mist.
After walking more than thirty steps, I had to trigger the transformation of the idol again.
"You Yang Yu, how can He De be an exception?"
The Golden Bell was born in the realm of mirage, but in the final analysis, it was born in the mantra ‘One, the word, was born in him.
What Jin Zhong said is actually not bad.
With the three major changes of the Four and Four Mysterious Techniques, I was able to withstand the endless distracting thoughts on the altar of flesh and blood.
"Keeping the precepts is rooted in the Tao and Fruit, and is rooted in the ancient path of immortals and Buddhas. No one can keep the precepts without backlash."
It seems like a moment, but also seems like a long time later.
The Illustrated Catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals is all-encompassing. Unfortunately, it is controlled by the sects of the Holy Lands. Many of the information and records in it are indeed not accessible to abnormal people on a daily basis...
Zhong Jin calmed down:
The bloody light in front of Yang Yu's eyes dissipated, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a clear sky, thousands of miles of white clouds, green mountains, and flowing clear water.
The most terrifying thing about a great hatred is that it can distort people's hearts. Under Yang Ni's contamination, any dark thoughts in the heart will be magnified countless times.
Mi Xin was about to say something more, but suddenly stopped. The swordsman beside him had left the hatred he carried and walked into the blood mist.
Yang Yu thought in his heart.
"The evil caused by the combination of blood and hell is the logic of the world..."
"A big hate!"
Moreover, the more profound the master's merits and the more precepts he observes, the more likely he is to be affected by a great hatred.
Buzz!
"For so many years, I have been thinking, why am I thinking so evil? Why am I acting so violently and perversely?
"Why is he not afraid at all?!"
Violent collisions are constantly happening in the sea of mind.
The Blood Hell Minghe was despised by the world, but it was still able to survive for eternity even after the Great Emperor took action to slay the Demon Lord, so he had something to rely on.
He felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but Yang Yu's expression did not change, because he knew that the aura came from the altar of flesh and blood, not from some big devil hiding secretly.
Blood Hell Minghe Dao is not one of them.
He seemed to know that I would definitely come...
The monk's reaction was so great that the golden light scattered around his body evaporated like flames, and the sounds of Zen chanting and praise reverberated like real things.
But even so, the two of them could not help but feel a great hatred rising in their hearts.
At a certain moment, the valley flickered with light and darkness, and all the people in blood-clothed clothes disappeared. Zhong Jin opened his eyes with a cold expression:
"At first, I thought that I was an inner demon, born from your dark emotions. Therefore, I have a twisted mind, violent emotions, and a vicious nature..."
The divine elephant is the prison-suppressing divine king, and its aura is extremely strong and strong. Once it appears, the sea of hearts will stir and boil, rumbling and exploding.
"So, you are clean, but I am surrounded by blood. You are out of the storm, but I am in the water and fire.
One body and two parts are in the mirage realm. Before that, it was not itself at all, but just the self that had gone on another path.
And this is definitely not because he is making a fuss, but because the aura of 'Blood Hell and Hell's Great Hatred' is really frightening.
"The gods support the sun and exorcise evil spirits!"
Yang Yu's eyes couldn't help but narrowed. Yang Yu's feet did not pause at all. He strode forward in the boiling blood mist, and finally entered the valley where the flesh and blood altar was located.
Zhong Jin's eyes seemed to be burning with blood and fire, and his emotions became intense at this moment.
A shallow golden light overflowed from under Mi Xin's body, like an inverted golden bell, isolating the bloody mist inside.
In a daze, there seemed to be a demonic fire boiling and surging in his heart, but he could not get close to the core shrouded in golden light.
bell
Jin was talking to himself, but he seemed to know that his words would be heard by Yang Yu, and his suppressed emotions were rolling.
Zhong Jin, who was as strong as the sky, did not treat him differently. Every time he took a step, the blood mist around his body boiled, while that of Yang Ni became stronger.
Mi Xin's eyelids couldn't help but twitch:
Buzz!
Yang Yu felt as if his mind was tossing and swaying in the sea. Even if it caused the great changes in the sun, it would be difficult to move like a mountain.
"This is……"
"Then, I tried, opened up a big hatred, and cut out all the Zhongjin, all the distortions, all the resentments..."
Mi Xin's heart sank slightly, but great doubts arose:
Your past will be my past tomorrow.
The past life you experienced was also my past life...Why, it was me who was twisted?"
Mi Xin subconsciously took a step forward, then her eyelids twitched and she retracted her steps.
The blood mist surged in front of him, and Yang Ni was so strong that he couldn't help but sit down and recite Buddhist scriptures to resist.
Yang Yu stood in the valley and watched quietly.
Yang Yu nodded slightly.
But what about him?
"who?!
"Fellow Taoist Nanling?
"so?"
Although he knew that Jin Zhong couldn't see it, Yang Yu nodded subconsciously, and he himself realized this.
Apparently, the protective magical power has been activated.
The hatred was so strong that even Yang Yu couldn't help but frown, and the will was so strong that it seemed that even if the seas were destroyed and the universe was destroyed, it would be hard to erase it!
Boom!
"The two great hatreds of Blood Hell and Pluto?!"
Apart from the legendary ‘Blood Hell Altar’ which is suspected to be the Xuantian Spiritual Treasure, these supports do not adhere to the Demon Lord’s one-point approach, but the Blood Hell One-Devil!
Yang Yu's eyes were dark, and he could already feel the unfamiliar aura, but he stood still and allowed the blood mist to wrap in.
According to legend, this Great Hate was not created by the devil, but was a skill or a Taoist technique... After his death, the Great Hate fell apart and was acquired by one person, who is now the Blood Hell bloodline master.
A devil in jail.
"Have you seen enough?"
Based on what Mi Xin said and what Jin Zhong said to himself, he also guessed that the looming one-eyed Taoist dharma was probably not the ‘Splitting Heaven’, one of the great limits opened by Jin Zhong!
"You owe me, you have to pay me back!"
Jin Zhong was narrating fiercely, but there seemed to be endless white air rolling behind him, changing with the echo of his voice.
‘This is at least the flesh altar left by one of the demons of the Blood Hell. Otherwise, there is no such terrifying Zhong Jin!