Master Ren Hua nodded, and then the two of them stopped talking about these things and started discussing the Dao with each other, confirming each other's understanding of what they had learned from listening to the Dao and practicing Buddhism over the past few days.
About an hour later, a fairy light descended from the Yunlun Terrace, and then Xuandu Taoist Lord appeared in the fairy light, wearing a Taoist robe, a purple gold crown on his head, and sitting cross-legged on a auspicious cloud.
At this moment, all the councilors of the Cave God Hall had arrived. Seeing Xuandu Daojun appear, they immediately stood up and bowed, saying, "Greetings to Xuandu Zhenshi."
Xuandu Taoist Lord, Yunzhongzi Taoist Lord, Luya Taoist Lord, these three Taoist Lords are the 'Dongshen True Masters' of Dongshen Hall. They are the true masters who assist Taishang Laojun in preaching and teaching in Dongshen Hall.
Therefore, what Fang Jian and his companions heard most every day were the teachings of these three Taoist Lords, while Taishang Laojun would only come to preach once every three days.
However, for Fang Jian and the others, even if these three Dao Lords explained the Dao, it was enough for them to comprehend. …
Xiniu Hezhou, in the extreme west, is the sea of blood.
The surging sea of blood stretched as far as the eye could see. It was a sea of blood, and the blood even turned the sky above into blood red.
The surface of the sea of blood was silent, and only the blood bubbles with a strong smell of blood that kept coming out from the ground told outsiders that the bottom of the sea of blood seemed far from being as calm as it seemed on the surface.
Tang Yu, with a thousand heavenly soldiers, has been stationed on the eastern shore of the Blood Sea for nearly a month, but his patience is almost exhausted.
Tang Yu sat on a sandalwood chair in the reed tent, listening to the report of the Rakshasa envoy in front of him, impatience was already visible in his eyes.
"Stop talking." Tang Yu stopped the messenger and said, "I have come here under the command of the Celestial Monarch of the Western Heavenly Prefecture, True Man Hongqing, to capture those individuals reflected in the spiritual light. Yet, you, the Rakshasa clan, have repeatedly given me the cold shoulder. What is your intention?"
The Rakshasa envoy said with a look of grievance, "Please forgive the general for capturing and killing me. It's not that my tribe is being perfunctory, but we are also searching for these five people within the Rakshasa tribe."
Tang Yu's eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "As far as I know, these five people are the princes and princesses of the Rakshasa tribe. Does King Ashura have many children? We have been searching for a month and still haven't found any?"
The Rakshasa envoy said, "General Rong, the situation within the Rakshasa tribe is complicated. Although King Asura has few children, it is extremely difficult to find them."
"Then how long will it take you to hand the person over to me?" Tang Yu asked.
The Rakshasa envoy pondered for a moment and said, "At the fastest, it will take three months, at the slowest, it will take a year."
"Haha." Tang Yu sneered and said, "You are the Rakshasa tribe, not the turtle and tortoise tribe. How can you take so long to find five people? And these five people are the princes and princesses of your Rakshasa tribe."
The Rakshasa envoy's expression changed, and he said to Tang Yu, "Capture and kill the general, why are you insulting my Rakshasa tribe?"
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Tang Yu immediately stood up from his chair and pointed at the Rakshasa envoy, saying, "Go back and tell King Ashura that if he can't find the person within three days, ask him to repair the blood bridge as soon as possible. I will personally lead the heavenly soldiers in to look for him."
The so-called "Blood Bridge" is a divine bridge built over the sea of blood, connecting Xiniu Hezhou and the "Ashura Realm" where the Rakshasa tribe lives.
In the sea of blood, there are trillions of blood gods who are the incarnations of the 'Ancestral God of Shura', the Old Ancestor of the Styx. These blood gods are extremely dangerous in the sea of blood. If anyone who has achieved the Dao of Taiyi Golden Immortal or below crosses the sea of blood without the help of the blood bridge, there is only one end, that is, being swallowed by the sea of blood, and after their spirit and form are separated, they will be refined into blood gods by the blood sea.
After Tang Yu arrived, the envoy of the Rakshasa tribe told him that the "Blood Bridge" had been destroyed and was being repaired. Now no one except the people of the Rakshasa tribe could enter the Shura Realm.
Although Tang Yu knew that the Rakshasa tribe was delaying time, he had no better solution and could only wait.
The ancestor of the Styx is a Daluo Golden Immortal, and the Sea of Blood is the origin of the ancestor of the Styx, which has existed here since the creation of the world. Although it was "cleaned up" once by Hou Tu Huang Di Zhi, the ancestor of the Styx has not appeared for several eons. The gods in the world have almost forgotten that there is such a leader-level figure who survived the five great disasters to the present.
Upon hearing this, the Rakshasa envoy maintained his unfazed attitude and said, "Repairing the Blood Bridge is by no means something that can be accomplished overnight. A conservative estimate is that it will take a hundred years. However, I will definitely report General Zhuasha's words to King Asura. If General Zhuasha has no further instructions, I will take my leave."
Tang Yu sat back on the sandalwood chair, looked at the Rakshasa envoy with a cold gaze and said, "Tell King Ashura that the patience of the Western Heaven Palace is limited."
"Yes." The Rakshasa envoy responded respectfully, then stepped out of the reed tent and flew into the sea of blood, returning to the Shura world.
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