Hearing Lin Mu's question, Zhang Shudao's expression became a little unnatural. He coughed dryly and changed the subject: "Let me tell you about the Ancient Holy Body."
"The Ancient Holy Body is known as the six great Holy Bodies in the world, and is as famous as the Vajra Holy Body, the Heavenly Holy Body, the Heavenly Demon Holy Body, the Chaos Holy Body and the Heavenly Holy Body. The Ancient Holy Body is not afraid of all other bodies, only the other five. Holy Body, so in the future you must be careful when you meet the descendants of other five holy bodies."
"You said before that the difficulty in martial arts is not the problem, the important thing is whether it is worth it, so now I will let you see for yourself whether it is worth it."
Speaking of this, Zhang Shudao's eyes darkened, and he waved his hand. The air in front of Lin Mu suddenly rippled like water, and then a picture was reflected.
The first thing that caught his eye was the endless sea of blood. The blood was surging into the sky. Even just looking at this scene, Lin Mu felt his heart palpitate: "Senior, what kind of place is this?"
"That's a sea of blood."
Zhang Shudao said in a deep voice, "This sea was born before the heaven and the earth. It coexists with the chaos and is endless. It is one of the most pinnacle existences in the world, the true body of Qianzhu."
"Master?"
Lin Mu's eyes suddenly condensed. He clearly remembered the scene in his memory, where a big golden hand representing the leader tried to kill his mother Shen Beijun.
"He is one of the rarest saints in the world."
Zhang Shudao gave a brief explanation, but did not continue the topic. He rotated his palms and the mid-air image suddenly moved forward and changed rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, we reached the depths of the blood sea, and then the screen changed downwards.
At this time, Lin Mu saw that there was a life similar to human race in the sea of blood.
The difference is that these beings have three eyes, and are full of killings. They seem to make a living by killing.
"This is a perverted thing created by the leader of the Asura tribe. It lives by killing. It is also the most powerful race in the world."
As he spoke, the picture continued to deepen as Zhang Shudao's palm rotated.
Ten thousand miles, twenty thousand miles, thirty thousand miles
Lin Mu was horrified. This sea of blood was too terrifying. It was endless. It was too deep.
Moreover, in this sea of blood, he actually saw palaces, islands and even land, just like a large underwater world.
A few minutes later, the scene advanced to a depth of 90,000 miles in the sea of blood.
Ninety thousand miles deep, there is a fog.
At this point, Zhang Shudao's palm rotation slowed down, and it seemed that even he was struggling.
But in the end, the picture still penetrated the fog and showed the scene in the fog.
In the mist, there is an island that is incompatible with the blood sea.
The edges are constantly being eroded by blood, but inside there are birds singing, flowers fragrant, and humans and spiritual animals living there.
Suddenly, Lin Mu saw two words on the highest peak in the center of the island: "Penglai."
"I have traveled ninety thousand miles to Penglai. Don't look for me, don't think about me, don't miss me."
Uncontrollably, these words suddenly emerged in Lin Mu's mind.
Ninety thousand miles deep in the blood sea?
Penglai?
In the past, Lin Mu had always been confused about the meaning of this sentence, but now he seemed to understand it somewhat.
"This Penglai Island was built by your mother."
Zhang Shudao's eyes were complicated, "Perhaps, there was no such a road in the Blood Sea before. It was only after your mother came here thirteen years ago that there was such an island."
"Mother, why did she want to build such an island in the sea of blood?"
Lin Mu tried to find Shen Beilu's figure in the picture, but it was in vain.
"There's no need to look for her, she's deep inside the island, even I can't see her."
Zhang Shudao glanced at Lin Mu and said, "But in fact, this island is the incarnation of your mother, so after reading this sentence, you have actually seen your mother."
"This island is the incarnation of mother?"
Lin Mu was shocked.
"Penglai, this island is like a nail, piercing deeply into the sea of blood and piercing into the main body of Qianzhu."
Zhang Shudao said expressionlessly, "By doing this, she was using her own body to resist the pressure of this endless sea of blood. So, can you imagine the pain she endured?"
"I"
Lin Mu clenched his fists tightly and wanted to say something, but found that his throat was a little sore that he could not speak.
"And she did this to contain and threaten the leader. In this way, the leader would have scruples and would not dare to take action against the people she wanted to protect."
Zhang Shudao said in a low voice, "So, who do you think she wants to protect?"
Lin Mu's heart was heavy and painful. He wanted to rescue Shen Beilu immediately, but when he thought of the word "ganzhu", he felt powerless.
The gap was so huge that he couldn't even imagine and understand it.
saint!
Live with the Tao!
This endless sea of blood, born from heaven and earth, is actually the opponent's true body.
In the eyes of the other party, he is probably not even an ant, so how can he fight against the leader?
Not to mention the Ganzhu, even Zhang Shudao, to him, he was considered to be a powerful person with unbelievable magical powers.
But now, Zhang Shudao could only see it, and the tone he mentioned when he mentioned Ganzhu was full of fear, indicating that Zhang Shudao was far superior to Qianzhu's opponent.
He almost didn't have the confidence to fight against such a person.
Just like an insect on the ground, talking about peace and fighting against the vast sky? Even if it screams, it is just a ridiculous act.
"I don't know what the future will bring."
At this time, Zhang Shudao said, "But if you directly perfect your physical body, there is absolutely no hope. Only by achieving the ancient holy body can you have a chance."
"There is only a slight possibility."
Although the hope was still extremely slim, these words allowed Lin Mu to catch the light of hope. His pupils burst with light and he became extremely determined, "How can I embark on the ancient holy road?"
"At the core of the wilderness, there are ancient holy steps. If you step on them, as long as you can reach the end, you can achieve the ancient holy body. But remember, you must not have the slightest desire for revenge until the day when the holy land is completed."
After that, the ancient well began to sink slowly, and the black mist quickly shrank.
The scene in mid-air also dissipated like water bubbles.
Bang!
The still space and time all around seemed like ice cubes suddenly shattered and then returned to normal.
Looking at the expressions of Chen Changsheng and others, they are still the same as before time and space stopped, and there is no abnormal color. Apparently, they are not aware of the changes just now.
"Lin Mu, do you think I will forgive you if you help me kill a wild beast?"
Chen Changsheng's thoughts were still stuck on the moment when Lin Mu killed the seventh-level desolate beast, and he sneered, "Childish, no matter what you do now, you can't redeem your sin. Now you can only die to apologize."
Unfortunately, the way Lin Mu looked at him this time had no color, no anger, no hatred. It was as if he was looking at a stranger, with incomparable indifference.