Chapter Eighty-Eight: Experiencing the Flood and Famine

When Kong Xuan heard this, he looked at Yang Mei in a daze.

This kind of ancient secret history, only a great supernatural person like Yang Mei, who has experienced hundreds of millions of years of flooding, will know so clearly, other creatures in the wilderness, if they want to meet the place where the spiritual treasure is born, they all want to break their heads, but they will undoubtedly get it.

Yang Mei continued: "Among them, the twelve golden lotus were obtained by Na Hongjun, and then given to the Western Daoist. The Twelve Grades of Creation Blue Lotus was obtained by me and given to your senior brother Bai Xuan. The twelve-rank aura black lotus was obtained by Na Rahu, and after Rahu died, he flew into the chaos and turned into an extraterritorial demon realm reincarnation pool. Now these twelve karmic fire red lotus has not yet been born, and these twelve karmic fiery red lotus is falling in the sea of blood, you have to grab it first when it is obtained by the river Styx. ”

"Looting the Styx?" Kong Xuan said.

Who knew that Yang Mei snorted coldly and said: "Everything in the desolate world originates from Pangu's body, and this karmic fire red lotus is only attracted by the sea of blood turned into Pangu's dirty blood, this karmic fire red lotus contains karmic fire, and its defense is no less than the first merit treasure of the day after tomorrow's 'Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda', which is a top-level defense treasure, whether it is used to kill the three corpses, or used to make the talisman spirit treasure, it is none other than this karmic fire red lotus." ”

Looking at Kong Xuan's expression, Yang Mei knew that this Kong Xuan would not understand the truth of the Flood Desolation if he did not experience the pain of a broken arm, and he continued: "Since ancient times, those who have the ability can get it. And the flood is a world of the weak and the strong, there is no proud cultivation, in this flood and wilderness, you can only be reduced to chopping board fish meat, you must remember this, otherwise it will be more burdened. ”

Yang Mei took out a mass of yellowish things, looked at Kong Xuan's somewhat puzzled light and said, "This is the merit of the Heavenly Dao, and it is the merit that the Heavenly Dao rewards for the meritorious people. With a wave of his hand, that mass of merit disappeared into Kong Xuan's primordial spirit.

Suddenly, Kong Xuan felt that his primordial spirit was unprecedentedly clear.

The Yuan Shen is running high, and the mind is in line with the Heavenly Dao in the dark, and his comprehension of the Tao begins to improve, and he will break through to the Taiyi realm after a while.

After a long time, Kong Xuan opened his eyes and looked at his breakthrough to the Taiyi realm, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

"When merit enters the body, the monk himself will be blessed by the Heavenly Dao, and not only will his cultivation be improved, but he will not encounter much calamity. Unless it is a person who does not know how to raise and provoke great powers, generally speaking, as long as a person with great powers meets a monk with merit, he will always have a scruple in his heart, and dare not cause and effect in vain, let alone kill a monk with immeasurable merit. ”

"Thank you, teacher!" Kong Xuan said.

"You don't have to do that, although you have merit, if you rely on your own merit to provoke right and wrong, and if you kill the heavens in vain, you will also reduce your merits. All the living beings killed are deducted from their own merits. ”

"The disciple did not dare to commit suicide in vain. Kong Xuan said.

Seeing this, Yang Mei frowned even more, and muttered: "This is Kong Xuan, who has no demeanor in the future generations who dare to challenge the saints." Although he was puzzled in his heart, he knew in his heart that the handsome young man with a five-colored divine light in front of him was indeed Kong Xuan.

"Do not walk in the midst of the wilderness, not in my name, not even when your life is in danger. Since it's an experience, everything has to be on your own, don't think that I will help, even if your life is in danger, I won't do it. Yang Mei said coldly.

said this just to give Kong Xuan a chance to experience alone.

The jade is not cut, it is not a weapon, Yang Mei does not want to challenge the saint's heroic Kong Xuan in the future, and he will be trained by himself to be a pedantic and kind waste, so that he can suffer some small losses in the flood and get some lessons, which is not a good thing.

Having said that, if Kong Xuan really suffered a big loss, Yang Mei would definitely not sit idly by.

Kong Xuan's heart froze, and at the same time, he secretly wondered if he had made the teacher angry somewhere. Finally, he said, "Disciple, follow the decree of the Dharma. ”

"Yes. ”

Yang Mei nodded, and a five-colored auspicious cloud rose under his feet, carrying Qingchen to continue to play in the wilderness. Yang Mei stepped on the five-colored auspicious clouds along the way to play the beautiful scenery of the flood wilderness, and the blessed land of mountains and rivers. During the tasting of various spiritual fruits, the mountain spring adjusted its own cultivation to the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal.

Along the way, you can fly over countless mountains and rivers blessed land, watch the beauty of the sunrise in the scenery of mountains and rivers, and wander in the flood and dew with food and drink.

"I didn't expect to be sanctified, and this day is a lot more boring. Yang Mei reclined on the auspicious clouds, drank the immortal wine in the gourd, tasted the spirit fruit, and looked at the clouds floating in the sky.

The expression on his face was extremely lazy, and he couldn't see the appearance of the majestic saint on weekdays. The expression on his face was as if he hadn't woken up, and his right foot shook slightly while leaning on the auspicious clouds, eating spirit fruits in his mouth and drinking wine from time to time. The expression on his face was lazy, and his eyes were slightly knocked

Look at the mountains below.

"Well, such days are not for me. Yang Mei said.

The Three Thousand Demon Gods of Chaos were born in the chaos and were unrestrained and free in the chaos, but these three thousand demon gods were also born warlike.

Thinking of Yang Mei in the chaos, Pangu would discuss and fight together whenever he had nothing to do. One is to verify what he has learned, and the other is to vent his belligerent character.

Since fighting to the death with the three thousand demon gods in the chaos, although this belligerent character has been resolved, these three thousand chaos demon gods are dead and dead, seriously injured and reincarnated.

Except for one Yang Mei in the realm of the Chaos Period, the rest are all dead.

Mixed Yuan is now lying half-dead in the chaos, and the trace of vitality that has been recovered after countless years is also completely exhausted in the fight with Yang Mei. Despite this, Mixed Yuan does not regret it. On the contrary, I was very happy in my heart, compared to lying in the chaos. Mixed Yuan really hopes to be able to die in battle, and it is better than living countless years half-dead.

Now Yang Mei feels extremely bored, and no one in the wilderness can make Yang Mei fight with all his might at this stage, even the Hongjun who is already in the right place.

All in all, it's cold in high places.

Adjust the breath of the body to the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and lie down on the auspicious clouds to look down on the heavens and the earth.

At this time, the sound of a fight came into Yang Mei's ears, "Well, there is a sound of fighting." Yang Mei muttered, his voice lazy, as if he would suffer a lot if he said one more word.

Turning the auspicious clouds, breaking through the clouds and flying in the direction of the sound of the fight.

When they arrived at the fighting place, they saw two monks with horns on their heads besieging a snow-white, shiny and silky donkey.

"Huh, this donkey has the cultivation of heavenly immortals, and he actually resisted two true immortals. A hint of interest rose in Yang Mei's heart, and he sat in the clouds and watched the fight below carefully.

I saw that between the mountains, two monks of the True Immortal Stage besieged a donkey of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and every fatal attack was always dodged by this donkey, and from time to time counterattacked actually resisted the attack of the True Immortal.

Dao attacks continued to blast towards the donkey, and the donkey was embarrassed by *, and the snow-white hair on his body was scorched black after a while.