The first cause of all realms

"Blood Hell Minghe Dao!"

Mi Xin raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes fell on the bloody light. Between the looming light and shadow, one could faintly see an altar made of flesh and blood.

"Hanhai Longjun is afraid that he has lost all his money, but even the demon leader of the blood prison has been lured here..."

He couldn't help but glanced at the sword fairy next to him. If it wasn't for Yang Jue's sword, he wouldn't have discovered that there was an altar of flesh and blood hidden on the hill.

"Really, one city, one..."

Yang prison said to himself.

He had discovered this altar of flesh and blood the day he came to Jincai City, but he only came to look for it now because he wanted to make a knife.

He stood with the knife away, looked up, and saw streaks of blood with the flesh and blood altar as the core, like lamps shining on the nearby hills.

An invisible mist that appeared without knowing when, with a faint red light under the color of blood, enveloped the two of them.

hum!
A shallow golden light overflowed from Mi Xin's body, like an upside-down golden bell, isolating the blood-colored mist.

But even so, a great hatred still couldn't help rising in the hearts of the two of them.

This hatred is so strong that even Yang Jue can't help frowning, this willpower is extremely strong, it seems that even if the sea is rotten, the destruction of the universe will be indelible!
"The Blood Prison's Seven Great Hatreds?!"

Mi Xin's eyelids couldn't help but twitch:
"Who?!"

The monk's reaction was very strong, the golden light diffused around his body evaporated like a flame, and the sound of singing praises reverberated like a substance.

Impressively, the magical power of body protection has been activated.

And this is definitely not because he made a fuss over a molehill, but because the aura of the 'Blood Hell and the Seven Great Hatreds' is really frightening.

"The Seven Great Hatreds of the Blood Prison Hell? This seems to be one of the fundamental skills of the Blood Hell Hell?"

His heart was as if he was facing a big enemy, but Yang Jue's expression did not change, because he knew that this breath came from the altar of flesh and blood, not some big devil hiding in the dark.

"Not bad!"

Mi Xin was a little surprised at his calmness, but the monk quickly reacted, and the aura on his body calmed down:
"The Blood Prison Minghe Dao is one of the oldest magic ways in the Longquan world. Because of its strange origins and perverse behavior, it is not even accepted by the magic way. Tens of thousands of years ago, it was almost completely wiped out..."

Mi Xin put his hands together and did not let go of his guard:
"...Until ten thousand years ago, an ancient and unparalleled great devil appeared in the Blood Prison Minghe Dao, killing the world with blood...

According to legend, the "Seven Great Hatreds" were developed by the devil, and they are exercises and Taoism... After his death, the Seven Great Hatreds fell apart and were obtained by seven people, who are the current masters of the Seven Vessels of the Blood Prison , The Seven Demons of the Blood Prison...

Soul Devourer, Eternal Hatred, Resentment, Sky Splitter... Blood God! "

The Blood Prison Minghe is detested by the world, but it can still survive for thousands of years after the emperor took action to kill the Demon Lord, so it has something to rely on.

This reliance, apart from the legendary 'blood prison altar' that is suspected to be a Xuantian Lingbao, is to uphold the seven-point way of the demon king, the blood prison seven demons!
"so?"

Yang Yue nodded slightly.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Catalog is all-encompassing, but it is a pity that it is in the hands of the sects of the holy lands, and many of the information and records in it are indeed accessible to ordinary people...

Blood Prison Minghe Dao is one of them.

"The evil of the Blood Prison, Hell Hell, does not belong to the Tianli Sect..."

Mi Xin wanted to continue to say something, but suddenly stopped, the sword fairy beside him had already left the golden bell he was carrying, and walked into the blood mist.

"Fellow Daoist Nanling?"

Mi Xin took a step forward subconsciously, and then with a flick of her eyelids, she took back her steps.

The blood mist surged in front of him, and the extreme hatred made him unable to resist sitting down and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

'This is at least the altar of flesh and blood left by one of the seven demons of the blood prison, otherwise, there is absolutely no such terrible hatred! '

Mi Xin's heart sank slightly, but great doubts arose:

"Why is he not afraid at all?!"

The most frightening thing about the Seven Great Hatreds is that they can distort people's hearts. Under the influence of hatred, any dark thought in the heart will be magnified countless times.

For practitioners, reaching this point is almost equivalent to breaking the precept!

Moreover, the more advanced the merit and the more the precepts are, the easier it is to be affected by the seven hatreds.

Therefore, even if he has all kinds of Buddhist supernatural powers in his body, he has to calmly resist this momentary outburst of hatred.

But why does he...

"Seven Great Hate!"

In the blood mist, Yang Ju walked slowly.

The overwhelming hatred was not treated differently, every time he took a step, the blood mist around his body boiled up, and the hatred became stronger.

In a trance, there seemed to be a demonic fire boiling in his heart, but he couldn't get close to the core shrouded in golden light.

The moment he stepped out of the admiralty, Yang Jue had already triggered the 'Day of Change', his heart was like a scorching sun, free from distracting thoughts, and free from evil.

hum!
hum!
Violent collisions kept happening in the sea of ​​hearts.

Yang Ju felt that his mind was tossed and swayed in the sea, even if it triggered a big change, it would be hard to move like a mountain.

After walking more than [-] steps, he had no choice but to trigger the transformation of the gods again.

"The idol is holding back the sun, exorcising evil spirits!"

Yang prison thought in his heart.

In the sea of ​​hearts, amid violent collisions, the idol rushed out with a long hiss, held up the great sun, and suppressed evil thoughts.

The idol is the king of prison gods, and its aura is extremely rigid and powerful. Once it appears, it will stir up the sea of ​​hearts and explode.

Yang Yu's feet didn't stop at all, he strode forward amidst the boiling blood mist, and finally stepped into the valley where the flesh and blood altar was located.

Boom!

The moment he stepped into this space, Yang Jue's eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and the change of Tianlei exploded instantly!

With the three major changes of the Eighty-nine Mysterious Art, it was just now that he could barely resist the boundless distracting thoughts on the altar of flesh and blood...

And at this moment, the cauldron of gluttony also trembled.

call!
In the valley, the riot of blood mist continued, but Yang Yu's mind had already been submerged in the cauldron of gluttony.

The altar of flesh and blood that still had lingering hatred exploded under his gaze, turning into a mass of blood and covering him inside.

"Yang Ni!"

Yang Jue's eyes were gloomy, and he already felt the familiar breath, but he stood still and let the blood mist engulf him.

hum!
It seems like a moment, and it seems like a long time later.

The bloody light in front of Yang Ju's eyes dissipated, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that the sky was clear and cloudless, the mountains were verdant, and the clear water was flowing.

In the valley, on a small crouching cow rock, Yang Nidaka, who was dressed in blood and mottled, sat down and fell silent.

In front of and behind him, dozens of blood-clothed men with fanatical faces worshiped him devoutly and listened to his breathing.

Yang Ju stood in the valley, watching quietly.

Yang Ni, who created the Seven Great Hatreds, looked extremely clear and clear at this moment, and there seemed to be no trace of resentment or evil in his body.

But the two were divided into one and two, and he could feel that the murderous intent in Yang Ni's heart at this time was like a vast ocean.

But Bisheng was firmly suppressed by him.

"Have you seen enough?"

At a certain moment, the valley flickered for a moment, and all the blood-clothed people disappeared. Yang Ni opened his eyes, with an indifferent expression:

"I know, you're here!"

The distance between time and space, and the illusion of food refining, Yang Jue naturally knew that Yang Ni didn't really feel his arrival.

But these words are indeed reserved for myself.

He seems to know that I will definitely come...

Thoughts were turning in Yang Yu's mind. On the Crouching Bull Rock, Yang Ni's out-of-focus eyes swept across the valley, and said indifferently:

"For so many years, I have been thinking, why am I thinking so evil? Acting so violently?

Your past is my past.The previous life you experienced was also my previous life... Why, it was me who was distorted? "

Yang Ni was talking to himself, but he seemed to know that his words would be heard by Yang Jian, and his suppressed emotions were tumbling.

Yang Qiu listened quietly.

What Yang Ni said was actually not bad.

Yang Ni was born in the mirage, but in the final analysis, he was born in the mantra 'one', born in him.

One body and two parts are in the mirage. Before that, it is the self at all, but it is the self that has gone to another path.

"In the beginning, I thought that I was a demon, born from your dark emotions. Therefore, my mind is distorted, my emotions are violent, and my nature is venomous..."

"Then, I tried, opened up the Seven Great Hatreds, and cut out all my hatred, all distortions, and all resentment..."

In Yang Ni's eyes, there seemed to be blood burning, and his emotions became intense at this moment.

The hatred that is stronger than the outside world surges out of the valley in this illusion:

"I once hated the injustice of the heavens. You are the body, and I am the demon..."

Yang Ni narrated calmly, but there seemed to be endless black air rolling behind him, changing with the echo of his voice.

Faintly, Yang Ju saw a one-eyed Taoist in black and white Taoist robes looming in the mist.

"This is……"

Yang Ju's eyes narrowed involuntarily.

According to Mi Xin's words and Yang Ni's self-talk, he has already guessed that the looming one-eyed Taoist figure is probably the 'Split Sky', one of the seven limits created by Yang Ni!
"...Are there only seven hatreds for me? It's just that after cutting out the seven great hatreds, I suddenly felt bored, but I also figured out something..."

Yang Ni calmed down:
"The law of keeping the precepts is rooted in the Dao fruit, rooted in the immortal Buddha way since ancient times, no one can keep the precepts without backlash."

"You Yang prison, how can He De be an exception?"

"You're right."

Although he knew that Yang Ni couldn't hear him, Yang Jue nodded subconsciously, and he himself realized this.

According to the classics, the difficulty of keeping the precepts lies in that those who hold the precept against killing will have more and more murderous intentions, and those who hold the precept against sex will become more lustful...

In other words, if he abides by the precepts and violates the law, his desire to disrupt the law will become stronger day by day, and in the end there will be no taboos, and all laws will be chaotic...

"So, you are clean, but I am covered in blood, you are out of the storm, but I am in the water and fire..."

At this moment, Yang Ju couldn't detect Yang Ni's emotions anymore, he said very calmly:

"You owe me, you have to pay it back!"

Hmm... let's take another small one.