Chapter 257: The Sea of Blood Never Drys Up, the River of Styx Never Dies
Li Daoxuan sat cross-legged on the shore and began to practice the magical power of "rebirth by dripping blood".
The heavenly book shone in his mind, transmitting each mysterious character to Li Daoxuan's heart. That was the essence of the magical power of "rebirth by dripping blood".
In a trance, Li Daoxuan seemed to see a sea of blood.
In the endless sea of blood, there is a huge placenta hidden. It absorbs nutrients from the sea of blood, gradually grows hands and feet, and takes on a human form.
When he saw this scene, Li Daoxuan took a breath of cold air.
Could it be that this sea of blood was formed from Pangu’s dirty blood, and the person who was transformed from the placenta was the legendary ancestor of the Styx?
The ancestor of the Styx, also known as the patriarch of the Styx, is a great power born from the dirty blood of Pangu. He was born with two swords, Yuantu and Abi, which have earth-shaking sharpness and are the holy swords of killing.
At the same time, he is also the founder of the Asura clan. For the Asura clan, the ancestor of the Styx is their Nuwa.
Just as the placenta was gradually turning into a human form, Li Daoxuan saw with his own eyes that bolts of lightning struck the placenta and smashed it into pieces, as if God did not want it to be born.
However, the mysterious runes on the placenta emitted a strange bloody glow, and then quickly recovered, continuing to beat like a heart.
Finally, after being struck by lightning for ninety-nine and eighty-one times, the thunder finally dissipated.
The placenta completely turned into a human form, with a strange bloody glow flowing around its body. In an instant, a torrential blood rain began to fall from the sky, and gusts of bloody wind blew, as if symbolizing the birth of a giant evil demon.
Finally, the ancestor of the Styx suddenly opened his eyes and said eight words.
"The sea of blood will never dry up, and the river of Hades will never die!"
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Li Daoxuan came back to his senses, his eyes flashed with a strange bloody light, and his body from head to toe, including his face, was engraved with those mysterious runes, which looked very strange.
The rune was glowing with a light red luster, as if it had grown on Li Daoxuan's body naturally, possessing mysterious power.
Everyone looked at those runes and their expressions changed.
They were all Taoists, so it was not difficult for them to see the extremely evil and filthy power contained in the rune. It seemed that just one glance at it would reduce one's Taoist practice.
What a weird magical power!
At this time, the green-clothed lady's eyes moved slightly, and she said: "This magical power may seem a little strange, but in fact, it is indeed very mysterious. I'm afraid it is not inferior to some of the great magical powers of the Heavenly Gang."
After a pause, she said, "The immortal heritage of Erlang Zhenjun is naturally beyond our imagination. We just need to believe in him."
With the endorsement of Lady in Green, everyone naturally no longer had any doubts.
The lady in green looked at Li Daoxuan deeply, as if she was thinking about something.
This practice lasted for two hours.
The blood-colored runes on Li Daoxuan's body became more and more obvious, and in contrast, his body became weaker.
His originally strong body quickly became thin, his muscles were loose, his blood and energy were depleted, and his spirit was greatly consumed, as if he was using his flesh and blood to nourish those blood-colored runes.
Now that his body was lacking in energy and blood, the blood-colored runes did not stop demanding it. Instead, they became even more aggressive, draining the foundation of Li Daoxuan's body.
Crack!
Li Daoxuan's body actually made a sound like broken porcelain, and tiny cracks appeared on it.
Everyone's expression changed drastically.
There must be something wrong with the cultivation, or there is something wrong with this magical power. It will cost a huge price to cultivate it!
Seeing that Li Daoxuan was in danger of his life, Lady Green was about to help him, but suddenly she looked up at the sky with a ripple in her eyes.
The next moment, gusts of fishy wind blew up, followed by drops of blood rain falling, pouring on Li Daoxuan's body.
The blood rain fell on everyone, just like ordinary rain, except that it was the color of blood, and there was nothing special about it. However, when it fell on Li Daoxuan, it was like a sweet rain after a long drought, and he quickly absorbed it.
Li Daoxuan's shriveled and broken body gradually recovered, and the blood-colored runes became brighter than ever before, making him look like a statue carved from blood jade.
After the blood-colored rune reached a certain peak, it finally dimmed and receded into Li Daoxuan's body, as if it was absorbed by his skin.
Li Daoxuan opened his eyes, a bright blood-red light flashed, and then returned to calm in an instant .
There seemed to be a bit of evil charm in him.
"Disciple...disciple?"
Zhang Qianyang shouted somewhat worriedly.
After all, the movement of this magical power cultivation was too weird. If it weren't for the endorsement of the Green-Robed Lady, he would even suspect that his disciple was possessed by a demon during the cultivation process?
Li Daoxuan looked calm and said with a smile: "Master, don't worry."
He stood up, a glimmer of confidence in his eyes.
After he mastered the magical power of rebirth by dripping blood, he realized that he had still underestimated this magical power.
This is a great magical power born from the Netherworld's sea of blood. Its true meaning can be summed up in eight words: The sea of blood will never dry up, and the Styx will never die.
The sea of blood refers to the human body's qi and blood. As long as a drop of blood remains, one can be resurrected and reborn endlessly.
Li Daoxuan had thought before that such resurrection was absolutely limited and would probably consume a large amount of vital energy. Once the vital energy was exhausted, he would not be able to be reborn and would die completely.
In fact, this is not the case.
The magical power of rebirth by dripping blood will indeed consume a large amount of magic power and vitality, but even if the vitality is exhausted , the person will not die. Instead, he will hide quietly like a seed, absorbing the essence of the heaven, earth, sun and moon, and wait until he accumulates enough strength to be resurrected.
This means that as long as Li Daoxuan has a drop of blood left, he cannot be killed.
Even sealing it wouldn't work, because he only needed to commit suicide, and then use the blood that he had hidden in advance to cast a spell to revive himself.
There is only one way to kill someone who has the ability to be reborn by dripping blood, and that is to find all his blood and then burn it to ashes!
The blue-clothed lady's eyes moved slightly, she looked at Li Daoxuan and said, "Congratulations."
She is good at the art of looking at qi. If Li Daoxuan was previously plagued by calamity, his luck, although strong, was erratic. But after he cultivated this magical power, his luck immediately became much more stable, and even had a sense of heaviness as immovable as a mountain.
She congratulated Li Daoxuan on his great fortune.
Li Daoxuan smiled. He didn't say anything, but squeezed out a few drops of blood from his fingers and dropped them into the Three Realms Gourd.
Then he put his magic weapons such as the Bright Silver Dragon Armor, the Magic Mirror, and the Dragon Roar Sword Box into the Three Realms Gourd. He was only wearing a simple green Taoist robe.
Li Daoxuan handed the Three Realms Gourd to the Green-clothed Lady and said with a smile, "Lady, all my assets are in here. I'll trouble you to keep it for me."
The queen didn't bother to be polite with him and just took it away.
In her opinion, it was undoubtedly the most appropriate person to hand over Li Daoxuan to her. Zhang Qianyang was also trustworthy, but he was seriously injured now and was out of breath after walking a few steps. He might not be able to protect the gourd.
Seeing this scene, Liu Ningyan's eyes flashed. There is something fishy, there is indeed something fishy!
She had witnessed the power of the Three Realms Gourd with her own eyes. It was a legendary immortal weapon. She had also put all of her nephew's wealth into it, but she actually handed it over to the Empress so casually?
The Empress also put it away very naturally, with a calm expression, as if she had expected Li Daoxuan to do this.
Liu Ningyan was secretly a little anxious. She glared at her apprentice who was still thinking about swordsmanship, and couldn't help but pinch her.
The cold and beautiful kendo girl blinked her dark and pure eyes and looked at her master in a daze, not knowing what she was doing crazy again.
"By the way, Master, I have a question about swordsmanship that I would like to ask you—"
Liu Ningyan laughed in anger and said, "Girl, just continue to ask for advice."
After a pause, she pointed at the cloak wrapped around her apprentice and said, "If you continue to ask for advice, you won't be able to wear this cloak!"
Liu Bihen frowned slightly, not understanding what his master was talking about.
Liu Ningyan was about to continue speaking when she saw Lady in Green glance at her indifferently.
For a moment, she felt a chill on her back and quickly closed her mouth.
Even though she had just used the sound transmission method, she didn't expect that the queen still heard it...
Li Daoxuan was unaware of what was going on in the audience. He walked to the edge of the River Styx and was about to jump in under the gaze of everyone.
A cassock was suddenly draped over his body, emitting brilliant Buddha light and accompanied by Sanskrit chanting, giving people a feeling of peace and tranquility, free from worries.
Li Daoxuan looked at Lady in Green with some surprise.
This is the cassock of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, which has been taken away by the Queen Mother and is her trophy.
"I have temporarily suppressed the spirit in the cassock. For one hour, it can protect you from entering the Styx and stop the invasion of thousands of evil spirits."
Li Daoxuan suddenly realized that the queen was worried that he would be disturbed by the evil spirits in the Styx, or that he would encounter something horrible at the bottom of the Styx. With this cassock, he would at least have time to react.
As if sensing the unyielding look in the Empress' eyes, Li Daoxuan said with a smile, "Master, I am an unfilial disciple. I am wearing a Buddhist robe today!"
Hearing this, everyone smiled and the serious atmosphere became much more relaxed.
At this moment, Li Daoxuan did look a bit out of place. He had his hair combed into a Taoist bun, with long flowing hair. He wore a green Taoist robe inside and a colorful cassock outside. He also had the elegance of a Confucian scholar.
Judging from his appearance alone, he is neither a Taoist, a Confucian, nor a monk, which is really strange.
“Let’s go!”
Li Daoxuan waved his hand, and then resolutely jumped into the River Styx.
His body sank rapidly, gradually disappeared, and could no longer be seen.
In fact, Li Daoxuan also tried to use the technique of clone to enter the Styx, but the problem is that the clone has two weaknesses. The first is that the duration is limited, and the second is that the magic power is limited.
It is impossible for an ordinary clone to dive to the bottom of the unfathomable Styx, which hides countless dangers.
The people on the shore looked at the direction where he entered the water. The smiles on their faces disappeared and they all showed a trace of solemnity. Even the sword fanatic Liu Bihen stared at the direction where his senior brother left, with a trace of worry in his eyes.
The ease just now was deliberately shown to Li Daoxuan so that he would not feel too much pressure.
Taoist Priest Xuancheng sighed softly and said, "He is so passionate and chivalrous. There are very few such outstanding newcomers in our sect. Longhu Mountain is so lucky!"
Liu Ningyan held her senior brother's hand tightly and felt his palm trembling slightly. She knew that he was worried about the safety of his disciple and was blaming himself at the same time.
If he had not been seriously injured and dying, how could he have forced his apprentice to take the risk of entering the River Styx?
"Brother, don't worry too much. Didn't my nephew master that magical power?"
She comforted her brother, but in fact she knew in her heart that although that was what she said, there were so many strange and bizarre Taoist magics, and there was no such thing as absolute immortality in this world. Even if it was rebirth through a drop of blood, there might be a way to restrain it.
The lady in green said nothing. She stood quietly by the River Styx, holding the Three Realms Gourd in her hand, staring at the place where Li Daoxuan entered the water. Her colorful clothes moved slightly, and her long skirt fluttered. It was unknown what she was thinking.
