Honghuang: Senior Brother of the Chan Sect, I am Guangchengzi

Chapter 112 Helping to Create a New Race
However, the most amazing thing about Guangchengzi is his mouth. He can turn black into white and even make a dead person come back to life. Now, he changes the way he says it, and it immediately becomes that he is the one who is admiring the glory and therefore neglected him and asks for his forgiveness.

After hearing what he said, the face of the old man of the Styx looked much better.

The expression of the Styx Patriarch eased a lot, and he asked again: "Did Senior Brother Yuanshi really say that?"

Hearing the Old Ancestor of the Styx calling Yuanshi Tianzun "senior brother", Guangchengzi was certain in his heart that the other party had calmed down his anger and was even somewhat tempted.

How could Yuanshi Tianzun say such a thing? With Yuanshi Tianzun's temper, the only people he would take seriously were those of his equals, and they had to be perfect people.

Take the Twelve Ancestral Witches for example. No matter how powerful these twelve ancestor witches were, Yuanshi Tianzun did not look down on them at all. Even because Emperor Jun used his luck to increase his strength, Yuanshi Tianzun spoke with disdain when talking about this Emperor in front of Guangchengzi.

Even when facing his own disciples, it is obvious how much Yuanshi Tianzun despises those disabled people.

Although the Patriarch of the Styx can be considered perfect, the filthy sea of ​​blood still has the word filthy in it. Yuanshi Tianzun will not look down on the Patriarch of the Styx, but it is absolutely impossible to make him admire him.

After all, in his opinion, the filthy sea of ​​blood is just a dirty place that holds dirty things. Is it worthy for him to go there in person?

Guang Chengzi naturally understood what Yuanshi Tianzun meant, but he was not stupid enough to say it out loud. Instead, he nodded and said, "Of course it is so. I am Master's disciple, how dare I misinterpret Master's meaning?"

Anyway, he is Yuanshi Tianzun's disciple, and it is his duty to interpret Yuanshi Tianzun's will.

Just as only Yuanshi Tianzun can explain the righteous way between heaven and earth, only he can explain Yuanshi Tianzun's meaning.

After hearing this, the old man of the Styx felt more comfortable, and even looked at Guangchengzi with a hint of friendliness in his eyes.

It’s not that the old man of the Styx was simple and let go of his worries after being coaxed, but because he couldn’t catch the other party anyway, so he might as well take this opportunity to make a good relationship with him.

Guangchengzi had a smile on his face, but he was not panicked at all. Over the years, he had become increasingly thick-skinned and cruel.

The old man of the Styx waved his hand and said, "I understand. When the Xuanmen is about to be established, I will go to Kunlun. You can go back first. There are some small insects flying around outside. Take this lotus seed. If you find someone attacking you, throw it out immediately. The karmic fire is enough to make them drink a pot of water."

After saying that, the Old Ancestor of the Styx pulled out a lotus seed from the remaining red lotus and threw it to Guangchengzi.

Guangchengzi took it and took a look. He saw that the lotus seed was as big as a chicken egg and as red as fire. It was a pity that there was no life inside, only countless karmic fires. Otherwise, he would have preserved it well and cultivated it into a lotus.

After the Minghe Patriarch threw down the lotus seeds, he was about to return to the sea of ​​blood, but Guangchengzi suddenly asked: "Uncle Minghe, do you want to create a race, and these big tree animals are your experimental objects?"

The face of the Styx Patriarch changed again, and the aura around him suddenly became unstable, but fortunately he still did not make a move, but said lightly: "Yes, I do want to create a race, a race that belongs to me alone, what do you think?"

Guang Chengzi shook his head and said, "Of course not, but I have something that may help you create that race. Please take a look."

The old man of the Styx thought for a moment, turned his head again, squinted his eyes and said: "If you really have something to help me, I will definitely reward you generously, but if you dare to lie to me, then I can only let you suffer a little."

As he finished saying this, the red lotus of karma fire under the body of the Styx Patriarch suddenly emitted a bright red light, and countless flames fell from the sky and turned into tens of thousands of lotus flowers, which blocked this place layer by layer, and actually formed a formation, a karma fire formation.

Karma fire is extremely special. It pursues karma. Even merits can only extinguish it temporarily but cannot eliminate it permanently.

So the ancestor of the Styx may not be able to hurt Guangchengzi who is protected by five treasures, but he has no problem making him suffer.

Guangchengzi had no intention of playing tricks on the Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood, as he was tired of living. Instead, he calmly took out a gourd, a fist-sized ball of mud, and a green vine.

Seeing that Guang Chengzi had only taken out a top-grade innate spiritual treasure and two spiritual objects, the Styx Patriarch frowned and said, "I have these things too, they are just some spiritual treasures and spiritual objects. You called me over just for these few things?"

Guang Chengzi smiled and said, "Uncle Master, don't worry. This gourd of mine is called the Three Lights Gourd. It can gather ten drops of Three Lights Divine Water every ten thousand years. Uncle Master also knows what the Three Lights Divine Water is."

When the Styx Patriarch heard that the gourd actually had this effect, he was a little surprised, but he still shook his head and said, "So what about the Three Lights Divine Water? I want to create a race that is proficient in killing, not a race that can heal people. It's of no use to me."

Guang Chengzi pointed to the soil and said, "This is the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, a supreme treasure. If we mix the Three Lights Divine Water with the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, we will surely be able to create an excellent foundation for a race.

And that new race must have no lack of potential and will not be inferior to any other race, even the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn races."

But he still added: "Of course, these are just ordinary dragons, phoenixes and unicorns, not including beings like the three original clan leaders and the God of Heaven and Earth. After all, it is impossible to create such a great god even if I use up all the things I have."

When the Styx Patriarch heard the words "Nine Heavens Xiran", his eyes suddenly widened with infinite surprise. Although the Great Dao has been cultivated to the late stage, it can be connected to other things and achieve the goal in another way.

For example, it is impossible for fire to create ice, but if fire is used to absorb all the heat, ice will naturally appear, and this is an alternative realization.

It's not that a killing god like the Styx Patriarch is incapable of creating life, but the degree of difficulty must be extremely difficult, and he doesn't want to create some garbage. He must at least have the potential of the innate hundreds of races.

But he always encountered various difficulties along the way, and those big trees that grew legs to prey on and the animals that could turn into big trees were his masterpieces over the years.

It is because the ancestor of the Styx has to take into account the potential that he has to make many choices. But if the Three Lights Divine Water and the Nine Heavens Xirang are added, he is confident that he can create a race that belongs only to him within ten eras!
Then Guang Chengzi pointed at the vine and said, "Uncle Minghe, you may not know this vine of mine, but it is called the Gourd Vine, and I got it when I first became your disciple.

Then I asked my master to refine this vine. Originally, I wanted to refine it into a treasure, but I never thought it would become a spiritual object. However, this spiritual object has a special effect.

That is, if you use it to whip the created things, then every time you whip them, countless species can appear out of thin air, which is both convenient and easy, and can create countless things.

If these three treasures help Uncle Master, how would you feel?"

Looking at these three things, the old man of the Styx felt that the countless worries in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Any two of these three things would be enough to help him create a race unique to him, let alone all three together.

The Styx Patriarch no longer looked at the three things, but stared at Guang Chengzi and said, "Good boy, tell me what you want from me. If you want the Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus or the Yuan Tu Avici Twin Swords, that is impossible.

But if you really give me these three things, I will treat you as my direct disciple, or even my only disciple. After all, I don't want to accept any successor.

If you become my disciple, I will give you half of the filthy blood sea. I, your ancestor, have recently developed a magical power called the Blood God Son. As long as there is an immortal Blood God Son, there will be no day of death.

And this Blood God Son can be born and appear at will in the sea of ​​blood. Unless the filthy sea of ​​blood is completely refined, no one can find the Blood God Son hidden in it.

With this magical power, even the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian can't do anything to you, how about it?"

He was not a fool. If Guangchengzi was single, he would not suggest him to become a bandit. However, with the treasures on his body, Guangchengzi already had the same status as the Patriarch of the Styx to talk to.

So the ancestor of the Styx decided to negotiate terms with him.

After all, he really wanted to get these things.

Facing the conditions of the Styx Patriarch, Guang Chengzi shook his head and said, "I am already a master, so it is inconvenient for me to become your disciple. Although I am not virtuous and cannot do much for my master, I can still pour tea and water for him. I can't come to the Blood Sea often, so thank you for your kindness, uncle."

When the Styx Patriarch heard Guangchengzi's refusal, his face suddenly darkened, and he said grimly: "Guangchengzi, you don't agree to my conditions, do you really want these three companion treasures of mine?

Or maybe you don't want to exchange it at all, and you just want to tease me, the ancestor. Then you have really chosen a path that you shouldn't have chosen."

Guangchengzi smiled slightly, and the pagoda on the top released an even more intense dark yellow light again. In just a moment, it trapped tens of millions of blood and qi that were secretly hiding.

When these blood and energy were discovered, they all immediately turned into the appearance of the Styx ancestors, but these Styx ancestors were no longer as clear-headed as before, but roared incessantly like crazy.

And this is the so-called Blood God Son.

The strength of these Blood God Sons is not weak. They all have the cultivation level of Golden Immortals, and they can continue to merge with each other at a very fast speed.

Guangchengzi only stayed for a moment, and these Blood God Sons had completely merged together to become nine Blood God Sons at the Daluo Jinxian level.

However, even so, the exquisite pagoda of the mysterious heaven and earth only shook in the air, and thousands of golden lights of merit turned into golden flowers and fell down, floating in the air and moving with the wind, which was very beautiful.

What is different from the representatives of beauty is that these golden flowers are extremely powerful. Every time one of them hits the blood gods, it instantly creates a huge pit.

The Blood God Son naturally wanted to escape, but these golden lights pressed them down on the spot like a sacred mountain. They could only allow these golden flowers to fall, and were eventually crushed to death.

Guang Chengzi looked at the Styx Patriarch, but the Styx Patriarch did not feel the slightest bit of shame for the sneak attack. Instead, he said confidently, "You have so many treasures to protect you, and you won't die. What's wrong with you venting your anger for me?"

(End of this chapter)