Chapter 46 Born a Saint?
The endless blood-red mist surged over like a wave, with thousands of threads and like a river, and soon completely submerged the underground palace.
Jiang Lan sat cross-legged there, his robes fluttering without wind, a river of blood surging, as if running through the void of time, just lying there.
As the waves rolled over, the immortal corpses tumbled, and it seemed that even the universe was submerged and swallowed up.
The River of Life is Boundless, but this cannot really be called a practice, because it has no concept or division of levels.
When you start practicing, you transform all the energy between heaven and earth into the source of your own life and evolve it into a long river of life.
Life is endless, the river of blood is boundless, and there is no upper limit. As long as the vitality is sufficient, the power that can be controlled can be called endless.
This is actually a conceptual state of mind. Basically no one can truly achieve infinite life. The so-called infinity is just an imaginary state.
But because of the Fruit of Life, Jiang Lan now possesses terrifying vitality that ordinary people cannot even imagine.
As long as the injury is not fatal, he can recover in a very short time.
This also makes Minghe Wuliang the most suitable practice method for him now.
Inside the underground palace, the trembling became more and more violent, and the endless blood-red mist completely enveloped Jiang Lan, forming a giant blood-red cocoon.
At this moment, every cell in his body seemed to have been hungry for countless years, madly devouring the incoming blood mist.
Every wisp of blood mist contains amazing and surging vitality. For other practitioners, this is a dangerous substance that they dare not touch easily, but for Jiang Lan at this moment, this is the purest energy.
He could clearly feel that every inch of his skin, every bone, every organ, and every wisp of his soul were undergoing earth-shaking changes, as if they were being tempered by true fire and reborn from the inside out.
Abundant and surging power filled his limbs and bones, like the surging rivers and the surging ocean, and finally turned into a silent, boundless dark sea.
His skin gleamed with a crystal white luster, like jade or colored glass, without any dirt or dust, and exuded bursts of fragrance, like a real immortal's body.
At this moment, all living beings and cultivators in the Bloody Plateau can clearly feel the changes between heaven and earth.
The blood-colored mist that was originally floating in the void seemed to be pulled by some force, rushing madly towards the depths of the blood-colored plateau, so that some areas on the periphery began to become clear.
"What is that?"
The monks who came here to gain experience and seek opportunities were trembling in their hearts. They quickly turned into a divine rainbow and fled to the outer area.
In the previous moment, he felt that his life seemed to be floating away and leaving his body.
This was the first time he had experienced such a strange and terrifying feeling. A look of paleness and fear appeared on his face, and he fled in a hurry.
More monks and living beings also felt waves of horror and trembling and began to evacuate.
Riots broke out in many areas of the Bloody Plateau, and monsters were fleeing frantically, as if they were trying to avoid something.
Thousands of miles away, bloody smoke billowed, seemingly rising into the sky. One line after another, thick and boundless, shaped like small mountains, bright red and gorgeous.
The blood-colored mist filled the sky and continued to surge forward, sinking into it. The violent fluctuations it brought forth caused all the cultivators and creatures on the Blood-colored Plateau to tremble with fear.
"Old ghost, what's going on?"
"Did something shocking happen there?"
On a low mountain peak, a man with a dark face but sparkling eyes was standing there, gazing at the scene behind him with a look of amazement and shock.
It was Ye Ming who escaped not far from the collapsed underground palace.
On his palm, a blood-red line flickered with a faint light, and the breath of soul was in the air. A hazy, blood-red figure like smoke slowly emerged after hearing his words.
"This aura fluctuation means that either a rare treasure has appeared, or someone is collecting the blood-colored mist here..."
The blood-colored figure also said in surprise, "But the blood-colored mist here is full of poisonous miasma. What's the point of collecting it?"
Ye Ming's face darkened, and he couldn't help asking, "Could it be related to the mysterious man just now?"
The blood-colored figure hesitated for a moment before guessing, "It's possible, but I don't understand what he wants to use this blood-colored mist for. Is he planning to refine some kind of magic weapon?"
"I just want to know where that guy came from. This is the first time I've seen you be so cautious..."
Ye Ming exhaled slightly, and said with a heavy heart, "If he is still deep in the Bloody Plateau, if I turn back in a short time, won't I run into him?"
"I don't know where that guy came from, but he is very strange and mysterious."
"If you say that I can't detect the fluctuations in his aura because he has an extremely powerful concealing secret treasure, I can understand that."
"But why was there no aura fluctuation when he attacked? He just appeared out of nowhere. This makes me wonder if he has some kind of law-based means..."
The bloody figure's tone was equally heavy. In his long life, this was the first time he encountered such a strange and bizarre situation.
"Laws and means?"
Ye Ming was startled, with a look of disbelief on his face. He said, "But I clearly feel that he should not be very old, at most about the same age as me. Isn't it that only those at the Jieqiao Realm or even the Yuhua Realm can use the law-based methods?"
The bloody figure shook his head and said, "You don't understand. This world is so vast, and there are so many geniuses as stars. It is possible that one or two abnormalities will appear."
"But now I think that there might be something wrong with that guy. Otherwise, why didn't he just attack directly, but used this kind of law-like power? Isn't he afraid of exposing his secret?"
Ye Ming's eyes were full of admiration, his fists clenched, and he said unwillingly, "If he is born to be able to use the power of the law, then he must be a natural saint. The Great Xia Dynasty is really full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Even such a terrifying young existence has appeared."
"For their peers, isn't this a mountain that is destined to be insurmountable, and destined to live under its shadow for the rest of their lives?"
The bloody figure looked at him with a bit of pity and said with emotion, "For a genius of the same generation and peer, encountering such a terrifying guy is indeed a kind of despair and sadness."
"So you have to be careful next time. There's something wrong with that guy. Once he recovers, he will definitely try to silence you. He won't let his secrets be exposed."
"I don't know if the Blood Immortal Sect's inheritance is here, but you can try your luck at the Blood Immortal Sect's ancestral temple. When I was wandering around in various places, I didn't know much about the Blood Immortal Sect. I'm not sure where the Blood Immortal Patriarch left his inheritance after his death."
Ye Ming nodded, realizing that this was not a place to stay for long, and planned to leave.
(End of this chapter)
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