Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 471 Northern Wasteland

The demon whale that had escaped from the human hunting ship was slowly sinking into the seabed. It looked up at the dark sea and let out an ethereal whale call.

In this bottomless deep sea, the blood gushing from the wounds on the demon whale's back melted into the sea water, and the smell of blood spread in all directions.

Two blue lanterns suddenly appeared on an undersea volcano dozens or hundreds of miles away, followed by a huge boulder shooting out, and at the end were more than ten tentacles as thick as buckets.

Farther away, there were three crazy sharks with canine teeth hanging out of their lips. They suddenly swung their tails and swam away in the direction where the smell of blood was coming from.

In the air, Bai Yun put his two fingers together, pressed them between his eyebrows, and cast a spell to eliminate the influence caused by summoning his master, True Lord Xuanbei.

Cao Wei, who was beside him, glanced at him indifferently. In a thought, the Qingxia Sword shot out from under the sea and floated in front of him.

I saw a severed hand tightly holding the hilt of the sword, and the end of this hand only reached the forearm. The rest was completely melted by the black and red light blade cast by Yun Chuan, and not even ashes were left. .

"Why, you want to take this opportunity to attack your old friend?" Bai Yun, who was casting spells with his eyes closed, said in a calm tone.

As soon as he said these words, the Qingxia Sword moved suddenly, the sword light flashed away, and green blood spilled into the sky.

Bai Yun opened his eyes wide, pressed his chest, and said in surprise: "Brother Cao, are you serious?"

But there was no wound on his body.

And at the wound on Cao Wei's missing right shoulder, a small section of bone and skin was suddenly cut off by the Qingxia Sword. The bright red blood flowing down the sword had a hint of lapis lazuli.

"Brother Cao, why are you so hard to think about? It makes me so heartbroken when you look like this!" Bai Yun said with heartache in his eyes.

Having said this, he hurriedly took off his brocade cassock: "Quick, stop the bleeding!"

While he was speaking, the blood falling in the air was captured by his mind.

Just when Bai Yun was about to collect it, the blood suddenly stopped for a moment, and then all of it flew towards Cao Wei's wound and was submerged in it.

The next moment, there was a slight clicking sound from the smooth wound, and the bone grew suddenly, turning into a white bone arm in an instant.

It's just that this bone arm only extends to the arm.

Then Cao Wei used the Qingxia Sword to cut off another section of the charred black part of his amputated arm, including the skin and bones.

After doing this, he pressed it tightly onto the new bone arm.

Immediately afterwards, countless granules emerged from the flesh and blood on Cao Wei's shoulders, turning into strands of silk-like muscles, attached to the periosteum and intertwined together.

However, in just three to five breaths, new skin grew on the scarlet arm and returned to its original state!

As for the charred corpses that he had chopped off before, Cao Wei put them away without leaving even a drop of blood.

Seeing this, Bai Yun's eyes flashed with regret.

Even if these are not essence blood, they are still the spiritual blood of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

This kind of thing that is closely related to the opponent can sometimes be used as a tracking token or to cast any witchcraft spells.

Even Wu Nian Temple can use this spiritual blood to try to cultivate a physical body that looks exactly like Cao Wei.

However, what is cultivated by this method is usually only the body, without the three souls of heaven, earth and man.

In addition, when cultivating the bodies of ethnic groups that have produced Mahayana monks in this way, it is very easy for them to explode, or else they will turn into strange-shaped things.

As for the reason, it is not a secret.

It's just because those Mahayana monks have placed their Taoist fruits in the heaven and earth, making it difficult for the outside world to peek, even if they are just the descendants of the other party's ethnic group!

Of course, there are also some Mahayana monks who use evasive means to perform bloodline tracing, just to find out the opponent's weaknesses.

Cao Wei clenched his fist, got used to the new arm for a while, and then said calmly: "I almost got it by that guy Yun Chuan!"

As soon as he said these words, Bai Yun threw his cassock on his shoulders, and then suppressed a smile.

I saw him pointing at Cao Wei and said: "This guy, if it was so easy to succeed, he would have fallen into my hands long ago."

Hearing this, Cao Wei shook his head slightly and said slowly: "To be honest, no one believes it!"

"Come on, you haven't even used your natal magic weapon and the Dharma sign, so how can you tell the truth? I don't believe that you haven't prepared more ways to suppress the situation in the past two hundred years. But they are not bad, at least they can make me I saw that your Evil Demon Corpse was already at the Nascent Soul Stage." Bai Yun sneered.

"You're not wrong. You have practiced the method of no thoughts and mental images to such a high level that you can even become a master of Xuanbei. This method is a smooth road to the sky. If one day you really practice it to the point of 'no thoughts and forms, transforming all phenomena' The state has reached the Mahayana state."

"How can it be so simple?" Bai Yun said softly.

Speaking of this, he looked into the distance with a slight frown, and asked slowly: "Brother Cao, what do you think will happen if Suiyu pursues Ao Chi?"

"The worst is just one death." Cao Wei said slowly.

"Who could that be?" Bai Yun asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Cao Wei did not respond.

"Although Sui Yu's "Brahma Saint's True Demonic Art" has achieved some success, we can no longer contact the upper world with the Jedi Heavenly Power. Whether it can attract the true demonic energy of our ancestors in the upper world is yet to be seen. The power of this method has been reduced by most. If this situation continues, when the old guy Suanchi dies, the Suanni clan will almost give up the reputation of the 'caterpillar'." Bai Yun sneered. A sound.

The most important step in practicing this "Brahma Saint True Demonic Skill" is to absorb the true demonic energy from ancestor Suanni from the upper world into the body. Without this true demonic energy, the decline of the Suanni clan is imminent. .

Of course, they can also refine other mysterious energies in the world, and even absorb the energy of demons from outside the realm when they are going through tribulations. However, such behavior is an act of vanity and coercion, and they may suffer backlash at some point!

Before they found a way to eliminate such hidden dangers, it was the weakest period of this group.

Under such circumstances, if the Suanni clan did not have the god-transforming monks in charge, the consequences could be imagined.

When he thought of this, Cao Wei's eyes couldn't help but darken, and he sneered from the bottom of his heart.

According to his personal speculation, Suiyu might really kill Ao Chi this time, but this is just a superficial phenomenon.

I'm afraid that after Bingzheng's identity as Ao Chi was exposed, he wanted to change his appearance, and Suanyu was just right!

However, this is also what Suanchi, the old venerable Suanni transformed into a god, wants to see. The two may hit it off right away.

When he thought of this, Cao Wei couldn't help but feel a little moved. After all, the Suanni clan's heritage was enough to support the cultivators of the Transformation of Gods. If he could get a share of the pie, the benefits would be endless!

It's just that this incident is probably the scene that the incarnation of the Blood God hidden in the Four Seas Palace wants to see the most. Although Cao Wei didn't know why the other party wanted to sneak into the Xia Xuan Realm, he must have a plan, so he would definitely not make any moves.

As the son of the Blood God, Bingzheng, even if the Blood God does not choose to completely dominate the opponent's every move, it is extremely easy to unknowingly distort his thoughts and manipulate his actions to achieve a certain intention.

It's just that for an immortal Mahayana monk, his perception of time will naturally not be the same as that of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage who only has two or three thousand years.

A day in the mountains means a thousand years in the world, which best reflects this difference.

And if I participate in it, will I be watched by the blood god who is in the void outside the world again?

This matter is both a crisis and a great opportunity.

When such a big man walks, the wind that is accidentally brought up is enough to send him straight into the sky.

As his thoughts turned over and over again, Cao Wei's expression returned to normal. While responding to Bai Yun's words, he smiled and said: "Do you think the old guys in the clan didn't notice the Suanni incident?"

As they spoke, the two of them sped towards Whale Shark Island.

On the way, Baiyun sent a message and asked: "Brother Cao, are you referring to the three Venerables Jin Mu, or are you talking about the two clan venerables Zhu Lian and Youxuan?"

"What do you think?" Cao Wei asked back.

Upon hearing this, Bai Yun shook his head slightly: "Brother Cao, you can't do this. Since you are in the human race, you must be firm and believe that the ancestors are just the three venerables You Chan, Cangling, and Jin Mu."

"Have you met the Youdu clan's Divine Transformation Master?" Cao Wei asked slowly.

Hearing this, Bai Yun smiled and said: "That's right, the other party is quite young, only in his early two thousand years old. It's a pity that he just didn't like me, otherwise..."

"Otherwise you go to the Five Mountains of Yinshan where the gate of hell is closed. It's not a good place." Cao Wei said slowly.

The Yin Mountain and the Five Mountains are the places where Shuang’s soul among the three souls returns.

It's just that on the way back, some Shuanglings were rejected by the Five Mountains of Yin Mountain because of their heavy obsessions. They developed new spiritual wisdom before entering the portal, and were in a state of neither life nor death.

And this kind of existence is the so-called Ming Swallowing Clan.

But this is not a so-called ghost.

After all, in the eyes of monks, so-called ghosts are just creatures that exist in another way, not unknown things.

The Devouring Ming Clan are formless and formless, feeding on pure emotions and desires.

Therefore, after being born, their instinct is to covet the physical body of living beings.

When the souls are relaxed, the Ming-Devouring Tribe confuses them and takes control of them, thereby disturbing the affairs of all parties and stirring up disputes, thereby feeding on all kinds of evil thoughts generated therein.

And the reason why they picked almost all monks was just like a honey trap.

Why have heroes always struggled with beauty?

Perhaps from another perspective, beauties will only enchant those who are successful and famous, instead of choosing ordinary men who are of no value to them!

Secondly, the instinct of the Swallowing Ming Tribe is to counterattack the Five Mountains of Yin Mountain, break through the gate of hell, and release the refreshing spirits within, thereby giving birth to more of the same tribe.

If they can further grow and mature, and transform into the ultimate incarnation of thoughts of good, evil, joy, anger, etc., they will become new extraterrestrial demons.

Even if it is a so-called kind thought, when it reaches the extreme, it will become unacceptable to all living beings.

During the Great Wilderness Divine Dynasty, the Divine Court would specially appoint Yin gods and ghosts to hunt down these Ming-devouring clans, disperse their spiritual intelligence, and reinvest them into the Yin Mountains and Five Mountains to maintain the normal cycle of reincarnation between heaven and earth and maintain the order of heaven.

These so-called ghost missions are usually held by ancient clans such as the Youdu clan with Houtu bloodline. A small number of them are monks from other races with great supernatural powers, such as those who are fully enlightened and are difficult to be invaded by external evil spirits. take advantage of!

The reason why the Youdu clan has not appeared in the world is that they have the responsibility of guarding the portal of the Five Mountains in the Yin Mountain. Their bloodline and the magical powers they have cultivated are the best to restrain the Ming Devouring clan.

As they spoke, Cao Wei and Bai Yun spent nearly three days flying thousands of miles to Whale Shark Island, without encountering any other monks to stop them along the way.

As soon as they set foot on the island, the two took the teleportation array, traveled all the way, and arrived at Yulin City in the Northern Wasteland in a short period of time.

The weather in the Northern Wilderness is bone-chilling, and monks from various races such as the human race and the demon race are in a state of social fragmentation, with large groups living together and small settlements, and this Yulin City has been controlled by the Snow Qilin clan for a long time.

However, when Cao Wei and Bai Yun stepped out of the teleportation formation, they were surrounded by ice and snow, a bone-chilling wind, and not even a single monk on duty could be seen.

Upon seeing this scene, the two people's spiritual thoughts burst out, and in an instant, they had already crossed a thousand or two thousand miles.

"Martial law is in place in the city, and spiritual energy is rioting in the distance. It seems that some fellow Taoists are fighting!" Cao Wei said slowly.

As he spoke, he looked towards the north.

When Bai Yun opened his eyes again, he said calmly: "It's three thousand five hundred miles away!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the two looked at each other, and then disappeared from the spot.

In a short while, Cao Wei and Baiyun were already 3,500 miles away, and in front of them were two huge beasts, the Snow Qilin and the Silver Wolf, fighting in the snow.

Seeing this, Bai Yun lightly clapped his hands a few times and shouted: "Xue Sui, Yin Lan, stop for a moment!"

As soon as he said these words, the two huge beasts separated at the touch of each other. They turned their heads to follow the sound, with a look of fear in their eyes.

"The human race worships Wu Nian Temple Du Jie in our domain, Qingxia Sect Xuanhong, what are you doing in the Northern Wilderness?" Xue Qilin Xue Shui asked in a deep voice.

As he spoke, a burst of white light erupted from his body, transforming into a gentle middle-aged monk. He took out a paper fan, placed it in front of him and shook it gently.

On the other side, the silver wolf transformed into a wild woman, with a circle of silver-white fur around her majestic chest, and a short animal skirt on her lower body, which only reached her thighs, revealing clear lines. curve.

Seeing this, Cao Wei straightened his clothes, showed his white teeth, grinned and said, "I, Xuan Hong, have met fellow Taoist Yinlan, may I recognize him?"

Upon hearing this, the woman laughed loudly and said: "I have always heard that the two newly promoted Taoist friends Xuanhong and Dujie in the Chongwu Domain of the human race are hungry ghosts in lust. It turns out that they are like this when I see them today! What, you think? How do you want to get to know me?"

"Madam, what do you think?" Cao Wei said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)