Honghuang: I, Chaos Bell, mount Donghuang Taiyi!

Chapter 14 Innate Gourd Vine, Zhongshan’s Blood Sea Breaks the Formation

"Concentrate your mind, listen attentively, and improve your strength is the right way."

After one glance, Hongjun withdrew his gaze, looked at the three thousand Hongchen guests who were unconscious, and said lightly.

"Follow the teachings of Taoist ancestors."

All the monks said in unison.

In order to prevent changes in the outside world from affecting his preaching, Hongjun set up a barrier in Zixiao Palace to isolate the monks from the outside world.

The sermon continued.

In Buzhou Mountain, Zhong Shan grinned when he looked at the treasures displayed after the law of heaven and earth was broken.

"The innate gourd vine? It has grown seven gourds."

"My Lord, can this gourd be used for enlightenment?"

"It's definitely possible. Although this gourd vine is a spiritual root, the gourds it produces are spiritual treasures."

"My lord, please transform them quickly, so that we can have seven more brothers or sisters."

The Five Swordsmen of Zhu Xian gathered in a circle, staring at the gourd vine that was full of life and growing vigorously. They chattered non-stop and were very excited.

Although Tu Xian Swordsman is the smallest one, he is the most calm. He looked at the seven gourds on the gourd vine and said: "Only three of the seven gourds are mature, and four are not yet mature. If you pick them rashly now, If it goes down, the origin of the gourd vine may be revealed, causing the next four gourds to fail to mature.”

Zhong Shan nodded with a smile and said: "Tuxian is right, this gourd cannot be picked until all seven gourds are mature."

In his previous life, he had read countless ancient novels, and most of them said that because Sanqing and other great masters had picked the first few gourds, the original power of the innate gourd vine was leaked and could not provide enough for the seventh gourd. The original power caused it to fail to mature.

"My Lord is right."

Zhu Xian Sword Attendant looked at the four gourds at the back and said, "However, it will take countless years to wait for all four gourds to mature."

"It's okay!"

Zhong Shan smiled and said: "The most important thing we lack is time, so just wait slowly. Tuxian will stay here, and the rest will go to other places to search to see if there are any other treasures."

"Yes, my lord."

The Five Swordsmen of Zhu Xian bowed respectfully, and then the four swordsmen flew away through the air.

Pictured is the Immortal Sword Attendant sitting cross-legged next to the gourd vine, guarding him quietly.

With the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, no one can snatch the gourd spirit treasure from her hands unless Hongjun and Yangmei come in person.

With raised eyebrows and wandering away from the chaos, Hongjun was still preaching in Zixiao Palace. At present, any sword attendant is invincible.

Zhong Shan wandered around Buzhou Mountain for decades and found nothing, so he left Buzhou Mountain.

Recalling the records about Lingbao in his memory, he thought for a while and rushed towards the sea of ​​blood.

Among all the spiritual treasures, there are only a few that can determine its location 100%, and the Twelfth Grade Fire Red Lotus is one of them.

The Red Lotus of Karmic Fire is located in the Sea of ​​Blood, but I don’t know if it has been refined by the River Styx now.

The sea of ​​blood is transformed from the dirty blood of the great god Pangu's navel. Different from the ancient world, there is no so-called sea breeze here, but only the endless resentment and evil spirit left by Pangu's founding queen.

Ordinary monks would not dare to stay in the Blood Sea for too long. The resentment and evil spirit here would corrode their bodies and souls.

of course there are exceptions.

For example, Styx, who was born in the sea of ​​blood, and the Mosquito Taoist.

Now Styx heard in Zixiao Palace that Taoist Mosquito was hiding in the sea of ​​blood to practice, and the sea of ​​blood was as calm as stagnant water.

hum!
A figure appeared out of thin air at the edge of the Blood Sea, with his hands behind his back and an indifferent expression.

Endless resentment and evil spirits swept in, but were isolated by an invisible barrier three feet away.

"I hope my trip won't be in vain."

Zhong Shan looked at the vast sea of ​​​​blood, and his holy thoughts reached out and extended in the sea of ​​​​blood. "Magic circle? Or a man-made magic circle?"

Suddenly, he sensed the aura of the magic circle, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Whether it is the twelfth-grade red lotus of karma or not, it must be a good treasure that allows the Styx to set up a magic circle to protect it."

After thinking about it, he took one step and disappeared out of thin air. The next moment, he appeared in the north of the blood sea, standing in the air.

The breath of the magic circle was transmitted from the sea of ​​​​blood beneath his feet.

With a wave of his hand, the sea of ​​blood under his feet seemed to be pulled by some powerful force and moved aside, leaving a wide avenue leading directly to the bottom of the sea.

Zhong Shan's body flashed and he appeared on the seabed in an instant. He stretched out his hand to touch and encountered an invisible barrier.

This is the protective barrier formed by the artificially arranged magic circle.

Zhong Shan smiled calmly. The strength of this magic circle was indeed very good. It would be difficult to break it without two or three Daluo taking action at the same time.

However, in front of him, there was something not enough.

He raised his hand and pointed, and the tyrannical mana exploded instantly.

Just hearing a bang, the formation barrier instantly shattered.

"puff!"

The moment the formation was broken, Styx, who was listening in the Zixiao Palace, spurted out a mouthful of blood. His face was extremely gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "Who is it? Break into my sea of ​​blood, break my magic formation, and steal my spiritual treasure. ?”

After roaring, he saw everyone who heard it, as well as Dao Ancestor Hongjun, staring at him. He was startled, and he quickly said respectfully to Dao Ancestor Hongjun: "Forgive me, Tao Ancestor, for the magic circle I used to protect the spiritual treasure in the sea of ​​blood." It was forcibly broken, so I was disrespectful and interrupted Daozu's sermon. I will forgive Daozu."

Dao Ancestor is the greatest saint in the world. If he is angered, he may not be able to leave the Zixiao Palace today.

"Robbing the spiritual treasure?"

The monks were stunned. In the ancient land, robbing spiritual treasures was normal and even happened all the time.

But this is the first time I have heard of him going to other monks' caves or dojos to grab spiritual treasures. This is too outrageous.

"Fellow Taoist Ming He, your dojo is in the sea of ​​blood. Even we Daluo are unwilling to set foot there. Who has such strength to break the magic circle set up by your Taoist?"

Hong Yun, a good old man who also came to listen to the sermon, asked doubtfully.

Di Jun next to him rolled his eyes and said, "I can probably guess who it is."

"who is it?"

Styx asked quickly.

He thought that after the sermon was over and his cultivation level improved, he would definitely go back to the place and get the spiritual treasure back.

The rest of the listeners also turned to look at Di Jun. Even Hongjun, who was originally going to ask the monks to be quiet and continue preaching, stopped, glanced at Di Jun, and closed his eyes to rest.

Naturally, he could guess who did it, but it would be unworthy of his dignity to say some words. It would be good if the Emperor Jun could point it out and arouse the common hatred among the monks.

A trace of hatred flashed in Di Jun's eyes, and he said coldly: "The magic circle under our great Luo Bu can be easily broken. In the entire world, there are only Taoist ancestors, that one, and the four great swordsmen under that one."

All the monks looked at Hongjun who had his eyes closed and was concentrating. The Taoist ancestor was preaching to them. Naturally, it was impossible to go to the sea of ​​blood to snatch the spiritual treasure from the Styx.Then, there is only that One.

During the battle in Chaos Void, although Daozu Hongjun concealed his figure, the Primordial Monk could still guess that Daozu Hongjun was defeated in that battle.

"It turned out to be him."

Styx gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred, but then he collapsed like a deflated ball.

That was a being that even Dao Zu Hongjun couldn't defeat, so how could he regain his position?

"The sermon continues."

Hongjun waited until Di Jun pointed it out before speaking.

All the monks quickly sat upright and listened carefully, but Minghe was a little absent-minded.

(End of this chapter)