The Supreme Being of the Divine Dao

Chapter 169 The Curse of the Ghost Race
With the help of Xiangu Painting Scroll Hualing, Jian Qingya took three bloodline fruits in a row, which improved the purity of the bloodline of the divine beast that he possessed by several levels, and did not stop until eating again had no obvious help. down.

At this time, Jian Qingya was still the cultivation base of the Demon General's late Dzogchen.

However, compared to before, the aura was much stronger. It truly realized Bai Chuchu's not long ago vision, and sublimated the current state to the extreme.

Presumably in the same realm, few people would be his opponents.

Although Hua Ling's style is a bit out of tune, he still does his best for his new master.

"Little rabbit demon, how is your injury?"

Bai Chuchu asked with concern, Jian Qingya was seriously injured before, and has been dragging on without a chance to recover.

If these three bloodline fruits can help him heal his old wounds while improving his bloodline to the extreme, that would be great.

"It's completely fine."

Jian Qingya smiled with satisfaction. Now he feels that he is in a very good state, full of energy and full of strength, and all the plants and trees in the fairy scroll are under his perception, even the bloody fruit tree, I also got a little more contact with him through Hualing.

With a wave of Jian Qingya's hand, four golden bloodline fruits detached from the branches and flew into his hands.

"Master, you have eaten enough, and there will be no obvious effect if you eat any more!"

Hua Ling cried out in distress.

Jian Qingya glanced at it lightly, "I have my own uses."

He handed two bloodline fruits to Bai Chuchu and Mo Lin respectively, and said to Hualing: "Help them suppress and let them improve."

Hua Ling was speechless for a while, and it was fine to help the master improve, as it should be.

But why did he have to bleed profusely together with his little friend!
This wave is really a big loss, alas!

But... it can't refuse, the fruit has already been picked, and the master's order has been issued, even if it regrets not recognizing the little red bird as the master, it is too late.

"Master, the blood fruit is also useful to me, you should save some for me..." Hua Ling wept.

"The rest is yours."

"Chirp!"

The little red bird is dissatisfied, what about its share?
Originally, there were fifteen bloodline fruits in total, but four were picked with bronze medals earlier, and Jian Qingya used three more, plus the four just picked, now there are only four fruits left on the old tree!
Hua Ling had a heartache on his face, and after struggling for a while, he gave another one to Little Red Bird with great reluctance.

"Three for one person, the last three are mine! Don't make any more decisions! My body still needs its nourishment!"

Jian Qingya agreed that the Xiangu scroll was already his natal spiritual weapon, and he naturally hoped that the stronger the Xiangu scroll, the better, and it was not entirely out of the idea of ​​searching for it.

Hua Ling's eyes were filled with tears, he was so moved that he almost forgot that these things belonged to him...

Bai Chuchu snickered, it seemed that they really bullied Hua Ling too hard.

Then, under Jian Qingya's arrangement, Hua Ling also readily helped Bai Chuchu and the others to transform their blood and physique, making these people have reached the peak state in history.

In addition, Jian Qingya's previous temptation also let Hualing know that his blue flame can break the seal of the little red bird, but he needs the assistance of Hualing so that he will not help the little red bird touch the seal At the same time, it hurt its body.

"Seal? Why is there a seal on Xiaohong's body?"

Mo Lin was surprised, until now he still knew nothing about the origin of the little red bird.

But I can also guess that the little red bird probably has a lot of background.

"If it is not sealed, the little red bird will be eroded by the strange black mist in the ruins and lose its sanity."

Hualing didn't hide anything, Jian Qingya had a good relationship with these people, it could tell, so it explained the situation of the little red bird in detail.

Bai Chuchu asked curiously: "Did the little red bird often run out of your painting scroll before?"

There is no weird black mist in the fairy scroll, Bai Chuchu felt that the person who arranged the seal for the little red bird was really cautious.

"Ahem, that's not true." Hualing was embarrassed, it just took a lazy sleep, but when it woke up, the little red bird disappeared, which scared it enough.

Bai Chuchu: "Then if you unseal the little red bird now, won't you still be corroded by the weird black mist after you go out?"

"It's like this, so it can't be solved yet, and the root of the strange black mist must be eliminated."

Jian Qingya: "How to eliminate it?"

"It's very simple. You got six bronze medals in total."

Hua Ling looked at Bai Chuchu, and then continued: "As long as you collect all six bronze medals, add extraordinary blood, and add my formation, you can break the curse and completely destroy the strange black mist."

Bai Chuchu and the others looked at each other, curse?What the hell is this...

Jian Qingya: "You can tell the whole story clearly, so that we don't have to ask you one by one."

Hualing pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "The little red bird is the parent and child of the ancient mythical beast Suzaku, which was born 5 years ago. Suzaku is a powerful party in the upper realm. It once had a grudge with the ghost clan, and was plotted by the ghost clan to fall. The remaining members of his subordinates, together with his only parent and child, were also implicated, cursed, lost their spiritual consciousness, gradually grew in animal nature, and gradually lost the ability to practice. Over the years, it is very likely that they will degenerate into pure beasts."

"My former master was a good friend of the old Suzaku. He couldn't bear to see his only heir die young, so he completely sealed the little Suzaku and fell into a deep sleep. I will find a chance to solve the curse on the little Suzaku in the future. In addition, the former master will give six yuan The bronze medal and the deduced cracking method were given to me, and I was ordered to guard and take care of little Suzaku."

"The curse of the ghost clan can actually erode the intelligence? It's really scary. But why is it that we are not affected too much with such a low level of cultivation?"

Bai Chuchu was a little puzzled, but Little Suzaku was okay, since she was young after all.

But no matter how old Suzaku's subordinates are, their strength should not be at the same level as their juniors.

"That's because the ghost clan's curse is targeted. You are only affected and not the main target, so you are not threatened much."

Hua Ling rolled her eyes vividly, this little girl who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, even looks down on the secret arts of the Ghost Clan.

The little red bird's eyes turned red, and many red bloodshot eyes appeared in the black jade-like Doudou's eyes.

Although it is young, it can understand Hualing's words.

After learning of her life experience, Little Red Bird was shocked at first, and then extremely angry!
Ghost family!It was the Ghost Clan that killed its relatives!

The red feathers all over its body exploded at once, and it let out a sad and mournful cry, obviously feeling very excited and sad.

Mo Lin comforted: "Xiaohong, don't be sad, we will avenge you."

Bai Chuchu was silent, and then asked: "Where are the Ghost Clan now, and what level has their strength reached?"

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