Chapter 752: The Fall of the Emperor
When the old man heard this, he was slightly stunned, but he still replied truthfully:
"One hundred and eight drops, what are you asking this for?"
Di Hao suddenly said casually:
"Curious, I thought I needed all the essence blood. β
The old man was stunned again, and said in surprise:
"Isn't there a hundred and eight drops of essence blood in the whole body?"
This time it was Di Hao's turn to be stunned, and he didn't know how much essence and blood there was in his body.
All along, I vaguely thought that the blood in my body was essence blood.
When it's more serious, it doesn't feel right.
The old man seemed to understand, and as soon as his palm stretched out, a drop of blood appeared in his palm.
As big as a cat's eye, red and pure, without a trace of impurities.
The whole body is crystal clear, like an agate diamond.
Di Hao looked at the essence blood in the old man's hand, and then looked at the immortal blood in his body, it was exactly the same.
But it feels so different, one is as small as a soybean, like the difference between a child and an adult.
The old man withdrew his essence blood and smiled:
"Each drop of this essence blood is made up of origin essence blood, and when my bloodline first awakened, they were as big as a bean. β
"With the awakening of the bloodline again and again, they are constantly growing, and they have reached the extreme size now. β
"It's a pity that there is not much power left of the bloodline now. β
Di Hao seemed to understand something, checked his body again, and after a moment, shook his head in disappointment.
I didn't find the essence blood that contained the blood origin of gluttony, Hanqi, silver dragon, golden bull and so on.
Isn't the old man's statement right?
What he doesn't understand, he never gets into the horns.
But this time it's not without gains, if you want to be reborn in Nirvana, one hundred and eight drops of essence blood can't be lost.
The use of the Burial Sword Technique should be used with great caution, because it consumes immortal blood.
This made him very depressed, his most powerful killer weapon became a chicken rib, the more dangerous it was, the more he didn't dare to use it, and he had the urge to vomit blood.
Hurriedly changed the subject:
"Senior, in this remnant realm, what are the fierce beasts whose bloodline level is close to you?"
The old man said:
"The anaconda of the unfrozen lake in the far north, the gopher of the Loess Ridge, the thunder leopard of the Lightning Gorge, the annihilation beast of the Batu Cave, the bat of the Dark Cliff, the black tiger of Jinxia Mountain, and the unicorn of the Ten Thousand Wood Forest. Can you see the difference between them?"
Di Hao thought about it and wondered:
"Could it be that the seven species that represent the nine elements of the world?"
The old man nodded and sighed:
"In addition, we happen to be the eight origin bloodlines, lacking the day that represents the extreme yang energy, the darkness of the extreme yin energy, there is no fate and reincarnation, there is no time and disaster, this world is incomplete in energy, and it is a world of death. β
"At that time, the star soul was seriously injured, its energy was incomplete, it could not recover, and it slowly died, the spiritual source dissipated, and the spiritual root died. β
Di Hao had a whim, he inadvertently obtained the inheritance and residual energy of the day, and cultivated immortal blood, after obtaining the other seven bloodlines, what would happen to his body?
He's looking forward to it.
Asked:
"These seven bloodlines are possible?"
The old man said:
"Five of them are promising, and the old man has some friendship with them, and he can still do it if he asks them to have some blood. It's just that this thunder leopard and the annihilation beast are short-tempered, and I have some grudges against them. β
Di Hao was overjoyed in his heart and said:
"Can the seniors take those five kinds of essence blood, and then bring me the Thunder Leopard and the Annihilation Beast?"
The old man asked:
"How much blood do you need?"
Di Hao said in his heart:
"Do you need to ask? Of course, the more the merrier!"
Essence blood is equivalent to life, and the old man relies on friendship to ask for it, so he naturally has to have a degree.
Rhetorical question:
"How much can you want?"
The old man frowned slightly, and hesitated:
"Two drops of essence blood should be fine, three drops are a bit difficult. β
Di Hao knew that the essence blood he got in the past was not authentic essence blood, it was just ordinary blood, and it was already good to contain a trace of origin essence blood.
I estimated in my heart that refining a drop of essence blood would lead to a large basin of blood.
Two drops of essence blood, that would cost tens of thousands of drops of blood.
Busy Road:
"Two drops are enough. β
The old man departed happily.
......
On the top of the snow-capped mountain in the northern part of the Xuanhuang Realm, there were two young men who looked exactly the same, but the colors of the clothes they were wearing were different.
One is dressed in a white robe and blends in with the snow-capped mountains.
The other was dressed in a blue robe, holding a folding fan, and had a graceful demeanor.
He looked at the white-robed young man opposite, looked up at the sky again, and finally, his eyes fell on the nine old men in the air.
In addition to the eight old men of heaven and earth, Xuanhuang, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, there is also a person who is full of fairy light.
Said lightly:
"It's still early, I'll talk to him, are you okay?"
The eight old men shook their heads, and the old man said:
"The Lord is free. β
When the blue-robed young man heard the word Lord, he seemed to have been greatly insulted, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.
After a moment, he stopped laughing and laughed at himself:
"Lord, a big joke! I think of my deity in my previous life, crisscrossing all worlds, a generation of heroes, and scheming for eternity. But it is planted in the hands of a few criminals, your lord is not me, stop acting. β
After that, he looked at the somewhat sluggish young man opposite with pity, and chuckled:
"Your name is Ditian?"
The white-robed young man did not answer directly, but asked:
"Emperor Wangu?"
The blue-robed young man laughed and said:
"Emperor Wangu, Emperor Tian, how good this name is. When you came up with the name, you didn't expect it to end today, did you?"
The white-robed young man smiled, the smile was more ugly than crying, and his eyes were blurred:
"My original name was Gouyu, I don't know who my parents were, and when I was sensible, I was a little beggar who was led around begging for food by an old beggar. Later, the old beggar froze to death on a snowy night, and I wandered alone. β
"Suddenly one day, four of them came to me and gave me a golden tea leaf. After I ate it, a lot of memories came to my mind, and I knew that I was the reincarnation of the god of war. At that time, I felt that the world was no longer gray, it was so bright and beautiful. So, I want to change my fate and give the name of an emperor. β
"Now that I think about it, how ridiculous that is. I am a pig raised by others, and now that I am fattened, my mission should be over. What's going on with you?"
The blue-robed young man said with relief:
"I'm luckier than you, I came from a family with small assets and a carefree life. Later, my mother fell ill and died, and my father married the second room and gave birth to a little brother. Maybe my aunt wanted to fight for his son's property, and when I was eight years old, my aunt tricked me into the mountains and pushed me down the cliff. β
"When I woke up, I woke up to the memories of my past life, and I felt that my fate had finally taken a turn, and many heroes began to rise from this time to create their own legends. I also thought about becoming the hero of a certain legend. I named myself Emperor Wangu, and I want to leave my name for Wangu. β
"I started cultivating, and one day, four of them came to me and said they were here to protect me. Do you believe such a naΓ―ve reason? I fled while they were unprepared. β
"During my travels, I met the reincarnation of Xingkui's Seven Spirits, which was a very interesting guy who was driven out of the original continent. He treated me as another person, and later, knowing that he was Meng Lang, he told me a lot of things. β
"From that day on, I expected today's outcome. As I cultivated, I found that my cultivation was improving more and more slowly, and I knew that this was caused by the incomplete origin of my soul. My good days are approaching. β
The white-robed young man laughed miserably:
"When you see that man later, ask him for me where he got his name?"
The blue-robed young man was surprised:
"Why don't you ask him yourself?"
The white-robed youth mocked:
"Do you think that no matter how talented a person who hasn't survived the Thunder Tribulation is, can he be your opponent for this Eight Tribulation Overhaul?"
"When I got your news the other day, I said that your cultivation is the Seven Tribulations. When we meet today, you are an eight-tribulation cultivator. It's a pity that the last thing you met was Xuan Xian, and after all, it was the same fate as mine, this God is really unfair, and if you let fair competition, why is the starting point different? How can we who have just cultivated for decades compete with those who have cultivated for thousands of years? What is the reason of heaven?"
The blue-robed young man shook his head and said lightly:
"Some things have long been predestined, so in order to prevent accidents, there is an unfair starting point and an unfair life experience. Why should you care?"
The white cannon youth seemed to be a little excited, and said unwillingly:
"If I had been born at the same time, I wouldn't have been worse than them! No, according to you, the final winner would have been the Blood Moon. Why did he fall and the pie fell on that little Xuan Xian's head?"
The blue-robed young man smiled faintly:
"The Blood Moon fell because he was too strong for anyone to control him. Xiao Xuanxian is different, he has become someone else's plaything. Would you like to let you continue to live like a dog?"
The white-robed young man's face softened, and he shook his head and said:
"I'd rather die than be a puppet!"
The blue-robed youth said:
"In this case, we are all going to die, what difference does it make if we die early or later?"
The white-robed young man said:
"I'm also a puppet, so I'm not qualified to ask him. Not only is your cultivation higher than mine, but your will is also stronger than mine, so you should ask him. What does it feel like to be a puppet?"
The two of them laughed at the same time, and the sound shook all over the world, and the snow on the cliff wall slipped down in patches.
This laughter is full of too many things, the joys and sorrows of this short life, the vicissitudes of reincarnation, and the most humiliation and unwillingness.
This laughter infected the nine people in the sky, and even picking out the immortals outside the Three Realms who were not in the Five Elements was also tainted with a hint of cheesiness.
The fairy light was a little unstable, and just when everyone's spirit was relaxed, a black shadow escaped from the top of the white running youth's head, and disappeared into the air as fast as light and fire, and everyone at the scene did not notice it.
As the laughter ended, the white-robed young man slowly fell to the ground, and a little white light flew out from the center of his eyebrows, submerging into the center of the blue-robed youth's eyebrows.
Then, I saw that the body of the white-robed young man gradually glowed, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving nothing behind.
The faces of several people in the air changed, and the figure wrapped in fairy light said angrily:
"What's going on?"
The eight old men trembled, and the heavenly elder said:
They seem to know their own ends, and they don't want to fulfill others. The previous fusion didn't leave any energy and memories, and you know, what a hero that person was in his previous life, how could he be used by others?"
The immortal light of the riot slowly stabilized, and a sigh came from inside:
"Well, there's no way around it, we can't control their thoughts. Tossing around, the bamboo basket fetching water has become empty. Knowing this, he could directly use the Soul Conjuring Array to recall his other two souls and seven spirits, where did all these troubles come from. β
"Okay, I'm going to bring this person back to the Upper Realm, and the ten of you will gather people to rush to the Xuanhuang Realm to participate in the battle against the Demon Tribulation. Such a big event, how can we be missing!"
Tian Lao hesitated:
"The immortal envoy will not stay, and will take us to participate in the Demon Tribulation War by the ages, so as to establish prestige for the Lord in advance and gather luck. After all, the catastrophe was caused by him, and if he wasn't there, he would be criticized afterwards. β
The immortal envoy sneered:
"He will be a puppet in the future, what kind of prestige do you want, have you betrayed the Lord, do you really want to take refuge in this waste?"
The faces of the eight people changed in unison, and the old man said:
"Don't dare, everything is arranged by the angels. β
A cold snort came from the immortal light, and then, with a flash of brilliance, the immortal envoy and the blue-robed youth disappeared.
The eight old men glanced at each other and disappeared.