Chapter Fifty-Six: The Master of the Blood Prison
Chu Li opened his eyes and saw a blue sky.
"Here it is..."
He clearly remembered that he was in the Tower of Ten Thousand Worlds Rules in the Blood Prison when he was glared at by the terrifying giant, why he appeared here.
"Gao Ge, the clan code will start soon, you are still grinding, and you will be scolded again later. ”
Chu Li saw a huge face appear in front of him.
"Got it, got it, it's really verbose. ”
Chu Li felt his mouth and hands move uncontrollably.
As he stood up, he realized that the ground in his eyes was ten feet high.
This is....
Chu Li looked around and found that he had guessed correctly.
He was afraid that he didn't know what means the giant had used to drag him into his memory.
Soon he got used to the strange perspective of the giant, because Chu Li found that not only the giant, but everything around him was tall and proportionally the same as the world he was in.
"What do you think?"
A hand gently slapped on the giant called Gao Ge where Chu Li was.
"I'm wondering what the purpose of our blood clan is. ”
The giant walking next to him froze, obviously not expecting Gao Ge to say this.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little heavy.
The two walked side by side, and after a long time, the giant slapped Gao Ge's head again.
"You bastard, you have so much kung fu, why don't you practice more, don't you want to go to the outside world to see?"
"Hey!"
Gao Ge sighed deeply.
The Blood Realm is a space of its own.
Why is it said to be self-contained, because there are no nine shadows here, so people who live in this place called the Blood Realm will theoretically never die.
The total population of the Blood Realm is eternally 142,857.
When they die, their souls will be reborn in the sacred land of the Blood Realm, starting a new life.
Although there is no memory of life after rebirth, it can be regarded as another kind of eternal life, and it is because people in the blood world do not have much feeling about birth, old age, sickness and death, it is just a reincarnation of life.
Not only is there birth, old age, sickness and death, but even there are not many disputes in the blood world, because I know that no one will really die.
What the Blood Clan has been doing all their lives is cultivation, continuous cultivation.
The Blood Clan has been able to open the valley since birth, and has automatically learned all kinds of mysterious secret methods and cultivation techniques from birth.
Even if there is no strife, there is no need to think about survival in order to survive, but everyone is cultivating.
Because the gods say that they are sinful people, they have to endure countless years of reincarnation in this blood realm.
The Blood Clan has been cultivating here for several epochs.
Whenever a Blood Spirit has cultivated to a certain level and can pass through the Boundary Gate to the outside world, the Blood Clan will hold a grand clan ceremony.
"I don't know if this reincarnation can be cultivated to that level. ”
"This time it's been 100,000 years since the previous recorded family codex, and I don't know which lucky guy happened to it. ”
"I heard it's called Chu Li. ”
"Boom!"
At this moment, Chu Li felt as if he had been hit violently, as if he had fallen from a high mountain cliff, and his eyes went black.
When Chu Li woke up again, he found that he was still in the Ten Thousand Realms Rule Tower, and the White Venerable, Zhiguang, and the ten-zhang tall giant were all gone.
"It's really shooting yourself in the foot. ”
Chu Li smiled bitterly.
He pretended to be a master all the way, and now he has finally planted himself in it.
"Forget it, it was an accident to meet Venerable Bai here, and then you have to rely on yourself. ”
Touching the back of his head, he always felt that he had just had a strange dream, and he couldn't remember what he had dreamed of at this time.
"Forget it, pick up the storage bags in this place first. ”
After picking it up for a while, Chu Li found that this was unrealistic.
There were tens of thousands of small mountain high storage bags, and he could pick up a few more if he picked them up.
After thinking for a moment, Chu Li took out the only thing in the world that was boasted about by another Chu Li.
"It's up to you whether you can get rich this time. ”
Pick up a storage bag from the ground, and use his pitiful sense to communicate with the dagger.
When I closed my eyes and opened them, my hand was empty, but there was a small bag in the space inside the dagger.
Chu Li's face was a little pale, but he smiled happily.
He roughly calculated that with his current knowledge of the sea, he could open the space of the dagger more than a hundred times.
So in the next two hours, Chu Li first hung large and small bags on his body, and then desperately exhausted his divine sense, and sent nearly two hundred into the dagger space.
It wasn't until the already small space was a little crowded that Chu Li gave up.
Staggering towards the center of this level.
There was no mess of gravel on this floor, and Chu Li could easily find the small teleportation array.
Then he followed the example of Venerable Bai and pressed the best spirit stone on it.