Taoist fast crossing

The little carp flicked its tail lightly and turned into a man in white clothes and black hair.

Slender, handsome and cold.

"Si Qingyan, the contemporary lord of the Taoist Palace, has met senior."

Si Qingyan bowed respectfully to where Longmu was.

"I am not doomsday. This butterfly is the way to control the enemy."

Si Qingyan's Dao pattern was the imprint of the Taoist Palace.

"How do I know that you are not the conspiracy of the doomsday bug? I would rather kill the wrong than let it go." After a brief hesitation, Qinglong's eyes froze.

"I am Avenue Sequence Eleven, Lord of Thunder and Judgment."

This time, a mark representing the Dao Sequence appeared between Si Qingyan's eyebrows, and Qinglong took a focused look, then calmed down instantly.

"Your Highness, I believe in your identity."

"Doomsday doesn't have that kind of ability, dare to pretend to be a sequence of avenues."

As long as you see that imprint, you will get the interpretation of heaven in the dark.

Everything in the world recognizes his identity and is willing to respect him as the Lord.

The Dao is supreme, the just creator, the founding god of all, and the aggregate of all wills.As the heir recognized by the Dao, Si Qingyan's status is higher than the Dao of Heaven, and will be treated kindly by all worlds.

Cang Ya is the top world, and it is just one of the hundreds of millions of worlds under the Great Dao.The Dao sequence is already the highest status in the entire Daoheng universe other than the Dao.

"I am very happy to see Your Highness. Dao has not given up on this corrupted world, and Cang Ya still has a glimmer of hope after all."

"I will do my best." Si Qingyan said solemnly.

"Senior, I have a younger brother who is also a direct descendant of the Taoist Palace, and he is also a dragon. He used to be a green dragon, but now he has turned black due to the erosion of the underworld butterfly."

"It is very difficult for the dragon clan to reproduce pure blood descendants. If it is correct, that little dragon should be my child." After thinking about it, Qinglong said.

"Senior, are you his mother?" Si Qingyan asked.

"No," Qinglong paused, as if he was in a complicated mood, he calmed down a bit before speaking,

"I am his father."

"The number of dragons is rare, and they don't like to live together. Occasionally, they meet people of different genders and get along with each other for a while. If they are lucky, they will form short-term partners. After giving birth to dragon eggs, they will be shared equally with each other. Only half of the dragon eggs will hatch. At the beginning, three Egg, I only got one. I have forgotten what his mother looks like, I just remember that it is a beautiful, powerful and greedy black dragon."

"She will not stay because of me, and I will not give up my free life because of her."

"I use my body to suppress evil, and Heaven owes me a favor. The dragon egg was sent out by me. Later, I saw the projection of Heavenly Dao. The dragon egg hatched and was picked up by the young master of the Taoist Palace. It was raised fat and fat. "

"I didn't expect that kid to grow up, just like his mother."

"Do you want to see him, senior?"

"No, I'm content to know he's still alive."

Qinglong was a little sad.He couldn't hold on for too long. Instead of letting his son see that he was dying, it would be better not to meet him, which would only add to the sadness.

"I have lived so long that everything has become dull. I will soon find eternal rest, but the presence of the blood plague disturbs me."

"The Flower God Sword and I can suppress the blood plague. Once I die, the blood plague will immediately erode the Flower God Sword."

Following Qinglong's voice, the space in the dragon's abdomen lit up.

It was an endless sea of ​​blood, sealed by silver light, and from time to time a puff of blood smoke would rise and evaporate into nothingness.The sea of ​​blood was not reconciled to being wiped out, and it was constantly hitting the blockade of silver light, trying to get out of it.

"The Flower God Sword can purify it. I can only trap it and prevent its ability from working."

"It turns out that the entire space is a sea of ​​blood, but now only one-tenth of it is left. I thought I could purify it before I died, but now it seems that I can't."

[Blood plague: doomsday - the second level.The virus progenitor, pollutes all objects that contain vitality, will expand rapidly after breaking through the blockade, ignores any spells, and is restrained by very few special items.Being polluted by the blood plague and not dying, it will become a second-generation source of infection. It loves blood and has the characteristic of immortality. 】

[Evaluation: erosion, pollution, killing, chaos, death. 】

"What about the first floor?"

【Pluto Butterfly is the first level】

"Can Hades Butterfly restrain the blood plague?"

[The host tries by himself, this behavior is highly dangerous]

Now Si Qingyan probably understood the reason why Lian Yunhai's blood appeared in the future.Qinglong died, and there might be something wrong with the Huashenjian, which caused the blood plague to escape.

"Senior, can you get some out for me?"

"Your Highness, you have to be careful."

Qinglong did not refuse Si Qingyan's request.Maybe he also wants to see how Si Qingyan can become one of the heirs recognized by Dao.

A small group of floating blood-colored liquid moved from the inside of the silver light to the outside of the silver light. It seemed that some kind of life body was hidden inside, trying to break through the blockade of blood. In fact, no matter how it deformed, every part was full of blood plague virus. When decomposed, there is not much difference in form from water vapor.

It exudes an unpleasant stench and seems to contain all negativity.

Decay, chaos, killing, death, mixed into an irritating taste.

"In my space, it can't move." Qinglong spoke with a touch of arrogance.

As the top race in the heavens and worlds, he has the right to be proud.

"Thank you senior."

A red butterfly flew out of Si Qingyan's palm. It was as red as blood, deeper than the blood plague.

"Your Highness, your ability is very similar to the Hades I have seen before."

Qinglong looked at the red butterfly carefully, even the texture and pattern were the same as that of the butterfly.

"The colors are different, but the rest are roughly the same." Si Qingyan replied.

After the undead demon flame turned into the red butterfly form, its practical ability was greatly improved, and the original unique ability of devouring evil was weakened. If it exceeded its tolerance, the undead demon flame would be eroded in reverse.All in all, letting the undead flames devour the underworld butterfly is both good and bad.

Now it only depends on whether the Hades of the first level can cope with the blood plague of the second level.

The red butterfly flew towards the mass of bloody liquid, and the two passed by each other.

At that moment, there was no contact with each other.

Doomsday forces won't fight each other?

The red butterfly turned into a blood flame again, which is the form of an undead demon flame.

The blood flame ignited the blood plague, and at the same time it was consuming itself.

Probably a ratio of one to two.

The ball of bloody liquid was completely burned, Qinglong was about to admire, but saw Si Qingyan stretching out his hand.

On the pale palm, a line of blood spread from the fingertips.

[Hint: You are being eroded by blood plague]

[Hint: Burning Bodhi leaves can remove this state]

As the system said, Si Qingyan ignited the bodhi leaf given by the little monk, and the dark green light flew into Si Qingyan's palm, purifying the blood line, leaving no ashes.

Ever since the undead demon flame devoured the butterfly, it was temporarily saturated.There's no way to devour a second Doom anymore.

Perhaps the butterfly can kill other forms of doomsday, but there is no good solution to the blood plague, a virus-shaped doomsday.The two are similar in nature, and Hades is unable to restrain the blood plague.

The bodhi leaf can purify the blood plague, so can you call the little monk and ask him to help purify the remaining blood sea here before Qinglong dies?

Even if Qinglong said that there is only one-tenth of the original here, there is still a very large area, more than a thousand cubic meters.It is hard to imagine how much damage the blood will cause after gushing out of Lianyunhai.

"Are there more leaves like this?" Qinglong asked.

Even if this Avenue Sequence is very strong, there is no way to eliminate the headache and nausea of ​​the blood plague.Qinglong has long been mentally prepared, but he is still disappointed when he sees the result.

He could barely swallow the blood plague in his prime, and his son was so stupid that even the Xuanyuan Shenjing couldn't penetrate it, so he couldn't replace him to guard the blood plague.

Could it be that Cang Ya's luck is really exhausted and there is no more life left?

"I don't know if I can succeed. I'll go and discuss with the Bodhi tree." Si Qingyan saw the sadness in Qinglong's eyes. A red butterfly flew out of the hidden place in Xizhou, where Buddhism is located.

"Okay. My lifespan... is one year and seven months at most. If it weren't for the Xuanyuan Divine Crystal, my body would not have been preserved for such a long time. At the moment before I die, His Highness can take all the Xuanyuan Put away Shenjing."

"In order to suppress the blood epidemic, I deliberately chose the spring where the Xuanyuan Divine Crystal is located. The body of a dragon is good for water. On the day I died, it rained heavily, turning this place into a swamp. I absorbed the power of the Xuanyuan Divine Crystal. The accompanying magical medicine Yinyuanlian has opposite attributes, and has grown thousands of times, and the aquatic animals in the lake have also become much larger due to the influence of the medicine."

"In the early years, the lotus here was a good medicine for purifying the body, but now it is just an ordinary water plant. Apart from purifying the water quality and being huge, there is nothing magical about it."

While waiting, Qinglong and Si Qingyan told about the origin of Lianyunhai.

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Xizhou, the land of Buddha.

When Si Qingyan came last time, some red butterflies were released, spreading very covertly, and did not attack anyone in the Buddhist sect.Buddhist disciples have very keen perception, and may be able to find some abnormalities, which will cause trouble for Si Qingyan.

Now there is a red butterfly, passing through the barrier without a sound, flying towards the Bodhi tree tens of thousands of feet high.

"Little monk, there is something important to discuss."

"Sir?"

The little monk who was sleeping on a branch heard the sound and rubbed his eyes, which became sleepy.

"Master Si, you burned my leaves, are you in trouble? Can you use me?"

"It's useful, inform your parents and find a more secluded place to discuss the matter."

"okay."

The little monk jumped down from the tree and became the size of a palm. A leaf detached from the tree, carried the little monk, and flew to the ground leisurely, turning back into the appearance of a five or six-year-old human child.

The little monk jumped into the Buddhist temple, and soon the old monk came out again.

"Guests, please enter the meditation room."

"This is the meditation room of the Buddha, outsiders can't find it." Master Kong Jian pointed to it.

"In our Buddhist school, no disciple has ever worshiped in the Heavenly Palace." Master Kongjian showed a smile that understood each other.

Even if some holy places with a long history don't know about the "Tianji Jade Book", they can detect the truth from subtle anomalies.But it is worth sacrificing a talented student in exchange for some benefits, and not torn face with that Tiangong.

Speaking of which, a family of swordsmanship like the Si family is far inferior to Buddhism in terms of background and secrets they know.How do you know which Buddhist disciples have been to in reincarnation?

Too few people know about Yi Changsheng's elaborate hoax, and even if they know about it, they dare not show the slightest bit.

"I saw that Si Xiaoyou had a lot of luck and great merit. He didn't look like he died young, so he didn't stop Si Xiaoyou from going to the Heavenly Palace. Looking at it now, the old man was right."

"Senior, now there is a matter for my little friend Subhuti to help."

Si Qingyan told Master Kongjian about the blood plague, Qinglong, and Huashenjian in detail.

"Yiye, what do you think?" Space Master asked the little monk.

"I want to go." Little Monk Yiye nodded solemnly.

"This matter needs Yiye's body to go, Liuli, you escort Yiye to Lianyunhai."

"Yes." Jing Ruri was gentle and respectful.

"Yiye, do you know that this trip is dangerous?"

"Master, I'm not afraid." The little monk raised his head, and when he laughed, his eyes curved into crescent moons.He also clenched his fist and made a powerful gesture compared to me.

"When you come back, master will cook vegetarian food and white jade balls for you." Master Kong Jian rubbed the little monk's head.

"Master, you can't touch my head all the time, or I won't grow taller."

The little monk lowered his head, his soft chin had two layers, looking very cute.

"It's tens of thousands of feet, how taller is it?" Master Kong Jian smiled.

The linden tree that had been rooted in Xizhou for countless years was uprooted and put into a glass ball.

In the place where it originally grew, Master Kongjian put a few bay leaves to reproduce the original grand occasion of the Bodhi tree.

"Yiye, Master won't let other trees occupy your pit."

"Master is so kind."

The little monk hugged Master Kongjian's leg.

Jing Liuli and the little monk, in the name of traveling, visited several famous scenic spots and arrived at Lianyunhai.

On the surface, it is a retreat, but in fact, Jing Liuli and Yiye have entered the space of Qinglong through the crack under the lotus cloud sea.

"Such spiritual roots can indeed purify the blood plague."

"Little guy, I don't have soil for you to take root here, and there is no sunlight. You are going to suffer a lot."

Qinglong looked at the bodhi tree with gentle eyes.

"Uncle Long, you are not afraid of the dark, and neither am I."

Qinglong has a large space, enough to put down the Bodhi tree.

Si Qingyan brought soil from the outside, introduced water from the Lotus Cloud Sea, and created an isolated island that can only grow bodhi trees.

"This is much better, Mr. Si, thank you."

The little monk clasped his hands together and bowed to Si Qingyan.

"Young Master Si, next time you have a chance to compete, I see that you are not your own body, so I will not fight with you this time." Jing Liuli smiled lightly and said warmly:

"I'll just chant sutras here, with Yiye."

"Regardless of whether the purification can be completed or not, His Highness will take these two children away before I die." In Qinglong's eyes, even if the Bodhi tree has grown for tens of thousands of years, it is still a child.Even if Jing Liuli is the reincarnation of Buddha, he is still a child.

"Senior Long, I will come in time."

"My name is Ao Xiao." Qinglong said.

"My junior brother is called Ao Wu, and his nickname is Pangpang."

"This child..." Qinglong laughed, hiding the sadness in his eyes.

It's not that I don't want to see him, but I'm afraid that after seeing the child, I still can't let go of it before I die.After seeing her once, I want to see her a few more times, and I want to be with my child for a long time. When the time comes to die, it is a disaster if I don't want to die.

"Your Highness, please take care of him more."

"I will." Si Qingyan solemnly agreed.

Both Senior Ao Xiao and Ao Wu are worthy of respect.They have paid too much for this world, all of which are not remembered by the world and are hidden in the long river of history.It is precisely because Cang Ya has many existences like them that Cang Ya has existed as a top world for countless years and has never been destroyed by powerful enemies.This time, neither.