Chapter 227

As always, the ghost blood sea was full of bloody blood, and the ghosts cried and howled.

Although this was already Hongyun’s territory, Hong Yun still didn’t like these scenes.

If it weren’t for the Netherworld Blood Sea to turn into Yellow Springs The Underworld, and become the place where the Lord of the Underworld, Samsara reincarnated, Hongyun would actually look down on this place.

“Fellow daoist Styx, I don’t know why you called me here?”

Hongyun stood outside the sea of ​​blood, looking at the ancestor of the river who closed his eyes and practiced in the sea of ​​blood.

The Nether Blood Sea has also been attacked several times by the immortal gods who coveted the Magnificent Purple Qi, but they were all repelled by the ancestors of the Styx River.

“Hongyun fellow daoist, please come in and sit down.”



The ancestors of the river separated the sea of ​​blood, just like when they first met, let Hongyun enter the sea of ​​blood to talk.

“Don’t forget, this has already belonged to me, you just borrowed it here.”



Hong Yun stepped into the sea of ​​blood and sat on the opposite side of the ancestor Styx.

In the Nether Blood Sea, Hong Yun is more in control than the ancestors of the Styx River, and this is already Hong Yun’s home court.

Old Ancestor Styx smiled bitterly and said:

“I don’t dare to forget, now I have nothing but the grandiose and purple qi.”

In order to change from Hongyun’s hands to Hongmeng Ziqi, the ancestor of Styx gave all his treasures to Hongyun, and even sold his own three corpses to Hongyun as a thug.

Only later, Hong Yun’s strength increased, and after becoming a three-step quasi-sage, he never used the three corpses of the ancestor of the river.

Hongyun has reached the three-step quasi-sage, but the ancestor of Styx is still in the second-step quasi-sage.

It’s not that he lacks Magic Treasures to slay the corpse, but because he hasn’t realized the Realm of the three-step quasi-sage at all, and his Cultivation Base has been stuck on the two-step quasi-sage.

“I have been in Closed Door Training Insight since I exchanged for Hongmeng Ziqi, but after all these years, I have nothing to comprehend. Is it because I didn’t get it from the Taoist ancestor? Or is it that I really missed Sage? Fruit position?”

Ancestor Styx’s tone was a bit bitter.

He believes that his own and foot talents are good, otherwise he would not have reached the second-step quasi-sage as early as Hongyun, but since he gave up his own killing and turned to Insight Hongmeng Ziqi, he has achieved nothing until now.

But like Sanqing and Nuwa, even those who are in the barren West have become three-step quasi-sages one after another, and he still hasn’t made any progress.

This made the ancestor of Styx begin to wonder if it was because he had helped Luo Huo that Dao ancestor made him unable to insight into anything from Hongmeng Ziqi.

But gradually he felt that was not the case, and he began to find out how he was different from Sanqing, Nuwa, and Lie.

Until Nuwa created the human race, he was rewarded with immeasurable merits from Heavenly Dao.

At this time, the ancestors of Styx knew that the difference between himself and Sanqing was that he had no merit in himself.

The ancestor of Styx originally used the way of killing witnesses. He claimed to kill all the predecessors. After killing all living beings, he can become holy. He holds the two swords of the Abi Yuantu and steps on the ten second rank karma fire red lotus, even if he creates endless killing Nie, he won’t involve any Karma, and he won’t have the slightest karma.

But there is no karma and no merit, because he is all killing fame in the prehistoric state, and the merit has nothing to do with him. Even if he obtains the merit, it will be wiped out in this sea of ​​blood in a blink of an eye.

The ancestor of Styx felt that it was because Yu Honghuang had no merit that he could not comprehend the Dao from the Hongmeng Ziqi. As long as he got the merits, he could make Hongmeng Ziqi recognize him and let him comprehend the achievements from the Hongmeng Ziqi. Holy law.

But how to obtain merit, this in itself made the ancestor Styx a difficult task.

In his current situation, it is impossible to walk in the precipice anymore. With such a treasure as the grand purple qi, he is coveted by countless gods. Although he is immortal, he may not be able to keep the grand purple qi outside the sea of ​​blood.

So at this time he thought of Hongyun.

Hongyun helped Nuwa create human beings and was rewarded with Heavenly Dao’s merits. He has countless merits, which is exactly what the ancestors of Styx want to get.

After the ancestor Styx explained this way, Hong Yun also understood that the ancestor of the sentiment Styx used Hongyun as a cash machine.

“You have nothing now, what do you think you can use to exchange merit with me?”

Hong Yun asked.

Merit can be handed over to other gods. For the gods, this mysterious and mysterious thing is like goods. Some gods will use merit to trade Magic Treasures, and some will use merit to trade god’s miraculous medicine.

But most immortal gods will choose to refine their merits into their own Magic power, increase the Cultivation Base, or help themselves in their practice after gaining merits, and use them to insight into the avenues. With merits, they can save countless years of penance.

And like Hongyun who likes to save merits, it is rare in the prehistoric times.

Now Hongyun has to create another man-made success virtue, which is also regarded as the first merit local tyrant in the prehistoric times, and no fairy god has more merit than him.

It is not impossible for the ancestor of Styx to trade merits with him, but what kind of trade?

The ancestor of Styx has nothing in his hands now, and Hong Yun can’t do charity, so he donated the merits to him in vain.

Old Ancestor Styx frowned slightly. He also thought about this issue, but he didn’t think of other ways. He had to let Hongyun come here first and listen to Hongyun’s opinions.

“Although I don’t have anything in my hands, I still have me. I can sell my years to fellow daoist!”

Old Ancestor Styx gritted his teeth and said.

When the Hongmeng Ziqi was traded, the ancestor Styx had already sold his time before he became holy to Hongyun, and Hongyun could order the three corpses of the ancestor Styx to be his helper.

This agreement was annulled after the ancestors of the Styx became sacred.

And now if the ancestors of the Styx want to sell the years, only the time left after being sanctified.

“Whether you can be holy or not, you have to say something, you are clearly drawing me a pie, just empty words, I won’t change it.”

Hong Yun shook his head and refused.

After being sanctified, he still obeyed his orders. This condition is indeed very tempting, but can the Ancestor Styx be sanctified?

No one knew, even Hongjun might not have thought about this.

The ancestor of the Styx had already wanted to help Hongyun before he became a holy, and no one knew what happened after he became a holy. This was just writing a bad check to Hong Yun, asking him to empty the white wolf in exchange for the merits in his hands.

How could Hongyun be fooled by such a simple scam.

The ancestor of Styx was also speechless when Hongyun refuted it in this way.

This is indeed because he is self-sufficient, he only cares about his own ideas, and has never thought about whether this transaction is equal.

“What should a fellow daoist say?”

The ancestor of Styx directly asked Hong Yun, his eyes were very firm, he was bound to gain merit, he was willing to pay any price, after all, he now has nothing more important than sanctification.

“I want you to completely surrender to me and become the protector of the human race, even if you are sanctified, you will not be able to move!”

Hong Yun pointed to the head of the ancestor of the river and said.

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