Longevity starts with learning

Chapter 660: Blood Pool Trivia

A ray of rays of light flew by, a purple gauze fluttered, and the woman bowed.

"Reporting the true story, Elder Qin asks for an audience."

Chu Mu nodded slightly, and a touch of spiritual consciousness circulated, and the scene of the lonely man standing outside the hall was instantly included in his perception.

He took one step forward, his figure flashed in the clouds, and in just an instant, he appeared outside the Weiyang Hall.

"True inheritance."

Qin Qianqiu bowed his hands, and a message sounded in Chu Mu's ears.

"Excuse me, fellow Taoist."

Chu Mu nodded slightly.

"A real invitation."

Although this method cannot be said to be absolute, it undoubtedly established the true biography's almost extremely respected status within the Changsheng Sect.

When he experienced it personally, in the past few months, even though he had not left the Weiyang Hall, it was not difficult to get a glimpse of the high status of the True Successor of Immortality.

Just like this large outpost camp in front of you, thousands of monks are stationed here. There are also three golden elixirs stationed here, including a false infant monk with perfect golden elixirs.

As for his true successor, he just asked casually, and in less than a day, everything was arranged.

In the past, no matter how many rumors he heard about the status of the True Legend of Immortality, they were just rumors.

Chu Mu asked: "How much blood is left in the blood pool?"

"According to the true biography, as of now, there are still about 100,000 cubic meters of blood in the blood pool, of which 10,000 cubic meters need to be sent to the merit treasury, and another 30,000 cubic meters need to be sent to the sect treasury at the end of the month..."

There are millions of disciples of the Changsheng Sect, from the outer sect at the lowest level, to the inner sect, and then to the direct disciples of the Nine Meridians of Changsheng, moving up one level at a time.

According to the law of longevity, the true inheritance position is the same as the Supreme Nascent Soul.

Under this kind of war order, even central functional organizations such as the Zongmen Law Enforcement Hall may not be able to affect the Dingbei front line.

According to the sect's regulations, all monks of the sect on the Dingbei front line are only responsible to the Dingbei camp and obey the orders of the Dingbei camp.

From this, it is not difficult to see the energy and status represented by the position of the Immortal True Successor.

Qin Qianqiu raised his hand to signal.

As the saying goes, what you hear with your ears is false, but what you see with your eyes is true.

Chu Muxu raised his right hand, and a surge of magic power lifted up the three garrisoned golden elixirs that were bowing to pay homage.

"The Zhenyu lineage personally passed on Chang Xunsi, the Tianji lineage personally passed on Yan Ge, and Qiu Chuxun respectfully welcomed the true disciple."

"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite."

Immediately, the two people soared into the sky one after another in front of the Weiyang Palace. After about a quarter of an hour, the two people landed in an outpost camp about three hundred miles away from the Dingbei Camp.

Further up, apart from the Nine Meridians Master, the Sect Master, and all the Yuanying Supreme Elders, there are only nine true successors left.

The camp is quite large, covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres. There are thousands of resident monks, and several golden elixirs from the Changsheng Sect are permanently stationed here.

At this moment, as the two men descended from the sky, several golden elixirs stationed in the camp came to greet them, and they all bowed and bowed.

"The blood energy that can be used in the blood pool now is only about 40,000 cubic meters."

"If you still need the true biography, it is expected that the blood pool will have a balance of about 10,000 square meters every year..."

Several people stepped into one of the main halls. While the leader Chang Xunsi was leading the way, one after another sound transmissions also sounded in Chu Mu's ears.

Before Chu Mu could say anything, Chang Xunsi immediately added: "Truthfully, don't worry, it is a common practice to keep the blood pool intact, and it is a tacit approval of the sect."

"Chu needs about 50,000 cubic meters of blood energy. How many sect merits will he need?"

"According to the sect's regulations, a person's blood needs ten merit points, and the true successor can enjoy eleven benefits."

"If you have 50,000 square meters of blood, you only need 50,000 meritorious deeds."

"In addition, the blood energy of the blood pool is not in the sect's merit system before it enters the sect's treasure house. If you need the true inheritance, I can still make the decision on the blood pool..."

"Then I'll trouble you, fellow Taoist."

Chu Mu nodded slightly, but did not reject Chang Xunsi's overture.

Even if you are a casual cultivator, as long as you are not isolated from the world, some human interactions between you and me are inevitable. As a sect cultivator, in an almost fixed environment, that is even more essential.

Since the fact that he is immortal cannot be changed, it is better to just go with the flow.

Since it is the True Inheritance of Immortality, then he... is the True Inheritance of Immortality.

Arriving in front of a stone door at the back of the main hall, Chang Xunsi raised his hand to make a spell, and several magic spells fell. As a faint spiritual light circulated, the crisscrossing veins of the array spread, and the closed stone door slowly opened.

"True inheritance, please."

Chang Xunsi raised his hand to indicate. Chu Mu looked behind the door and saw boundless red blood. The boundless blood was like a vast body of water. Above the blood, blood-colored mist was surging as thick as clouds. The dense formation inscriptions were embedded in it like stars. It's really conspicuous.

If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to see that the blood mist above the blood pool is still solidifying and thickening all the time. When it reaches a certain limit, it will turn into clouds and rain, and sprinkle down on the blood pool.

The so-called blood pool is the boundless sea of ​​blood in front of you.

In this Yunlan front line, whenever a living being dies, as long as it is within the coverage of the blood pool array arranged by the Changsheng Sect, its blood essence will also be absorbed into the blood pool and turned into a trace of blood mist in the blood pool.

The principle is quite simple. The great formation in Bazhou City back then was precisely to absorb blood. In the world of immortality, whenever two parties fight on a large scale, both parties will make the best use of everything. , arrange such a large formation to absorb blood, absorb the remaining souls of blood, and save them for later use.

The so-called blood energy of a party is a simple unit of measurement.

This unit of measurement is the total amount of blood essence that can be produced after the death of a monk who has perfected his Qi training, which is... one side!

In the world of immortality, blood energy naturally has many uses.

And for him...

His corpse puppet was still lying half-dead in the Qiankun Bag.

When he returned from the outer sea, according to his idea, he would naturally go to Bazhou City and use the boundless vitality of Bazhou City to heal the corpse puppet.

However, within a few years of the Spring and Autumn Period, that Blood Territory had become the property of others. It was occupied by an evil cultivator of the Golden Pill, who established a Blood Sea Sect under the Vast Sea Alliance.

He originally planned to go to Bazhou after settling this knot in his heart. A mere evil cultivator of golden elixir would not be enough to scare him.

But things didn't work out as he wished, and since he had become the True Successor of Immortality, he naturally didn't mind using the resources of the Immortality Sect.

Tens of thousands of blood energy means the lives of at least tens of thousands of immortal cultivators.

Even for him, trying to gather tens of thousands of blood energy is undoubtedly an extremely troublesome task.

But for a behemoth like the Changsheng Sect, tens of thousands of blood energy is naturally not a difficult task.

Even if we don’t talk about the wars in Dachu for so many years, there are more than tens of thousands of immortal cultivators who have died due to the wars on the Yunlan front line...

After entering the blood pool, Chu Mu seemed to be a little surprised as a flash of spiritual consciousness circulated. Then, he raised his hand and touched it, and a wisp of blood mist hung in the palm of his hand.

Seeing this, Chang Xunsi immediately said: "The blood energy collection array that the sect laid on the front line of Yunlan was originally created by the Tianji lineage. It can further purify the blood energy and improve the quality of the collected blood energy."

"Therefore, the quality of blood energy of a sect cannot be compared to the quality of blood energy of an outside party."

Hearing this, Chu Mu moved his fingertips lightly, and the wisp of blood energy hanging in his palm returned to the blood energy and blood mist. He turned around and asked: "How long did it take to accumulate these 100,000 square meters of blood energy?"

Chang Xunsi pondered a little: "In recent years, the war has calmed down, and the total amount of blood has dropped sharply. It took about ten years to make these 100,000 cubic meters."

"ten years……"

Chu Mu thought thoughtfully, one hundred thousand square meters in ten years is indeed not much.

The existence of the field in the Yunlan Mountains means that most of the fighting on the Yunlan front line is unlikely to be in the area ruled by the Righteous Alliance.

In other words, on the Yunlan front line, only more than ten thousand monks die every year on average.

Compared with the size of both sides in this fierce battle, this number of casualties is really insignificant.

After all, this kind of normal fighting on the front line only involves low-level cultivators on both sides, and among them, casual cultivators often account for the majority.

The cost of driving these low-level monks is undoubtedly insignificant compared to the size of both parties.

Even if these are insignificant benefits, both parties can often easily regain these benefits through their respective huge systems.

On the front line of Yunlan, most immortal cultivators often only use a small part of the merits and resources they have earned in exchange for their own lives, and most of them need to be used to satisfy the needs of Yunlan. Survival on the front lines.

Whether it is healing, recuperation, fighting, or even cultivation, it is all within the systems of both parties... Even after death, the essence will turn into blood and belong to their respective blood pools, and the soul will be incorporated into both sides as the remnant soul. in the soul pool.

Make the best use of everything, and the loss... is minimal.

This normalized fighting can even be said to have more advantages than disadvantages for both forces.

A few meager resources created a bloody place of life and death.

The space between life and death is often the one that best stimulates people's potential.

Some negligible benefits are exchanged for a large number of elite disciples who survive the fittest. This kind of transaction is undoubtedly quite cost-effective.

As his thoughts flowed, Chu Mu raised his hand and the corpse in the Qiankun Bag fell into a state of suspended animation and fell into the pool of blood.

He raised his hand to seal the secrets, and the flaming red magic secrets fell one after another, turning into formation chains and falling on the corpse puppet's body. It was not until the corpse puppet was completely sealed that he looked at Chang Xunsi on the side: "Chun, this A corpse, badly wounded, in need of nourishment."

"In the next few years, I will trouble fellow Taoists."

Chang Xunsi said with a smile: "Don't worry if it's true. I'll give you the next three years and I guarantee that there will be a full-scale corpse puppet."

"Okay, then this corpse puppet will be handed over to fellow Taoist. If anything happens, fellow Taoist can just send a message directly..."

Chu Mu nodded and glanced around the vast blood pool. He didn't stay too long. After a few words of greeting, he walked out of the blood pool with everyone seeing him off...

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(End of this chapter)