Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 324 Butterfly
"Welcome back, Fang Su Zengliu. Your genes have been reorganized, your body has recovered, and the current memory reunion progress is 27 percent."

Chen Xuantian climbed out of the virtual cabin with an expressionless face, swam out of the swimming pool, and looked at the rest of the team.

In addition to him, eighteen of the thirty people who first connected with Team Cang Tian Six survived.

In fact, the probability of survival is not low. After all, Chen Xuantian himself died once, and he was resurrected only by relying on the wardrobe to load the save file and cheat.

And this time the luck was indeed better. The deceased did not encounter any dirty creature or mutate and go berserk. He simply died in a dream.

Well, is there a war going on in the Taiji world? There are rebels crossing south, there is civil strife in the Three Yuans, and demons are invading. There are big battles everywhere, with countless casualties and bloodshed. Hundreds of thousands of people died in Genzhou and Sizhou, so it is reasonable that only half of them died here.

So he used his spiritual sense to scan and check each of these people one by one and found that there was no mutation, or replacement by any demon or immortal. Chen Xuantian was too lazy to care about it and went straight to the cafeteria to eat.

After a good sleep this time, although Chen Xuantian still looked like an ordinary muscular man who loved playing basketball, he had changed inside.

Now he is a member of the Divine Sect with at least thirty years of independent research experience in Yuanshen Fa, and he also shares Xuanmen's memory knowledge, combat experience, and Taoist secret records with Tiedan.

Logically speaking, even if Chen Xuantian really turned against us and quit, as the deputy leader of a cult in the mortal world, no one could do anything to him.

However, Chen Xuantian did not have such great ambitions. In essence, he had no interest in becoming the king, and it was more interesting to delve into the great Dao. If he had to say what worldly desires he had now, it would probably be to practice dual cultivation.

Of course, this is not Chen Xuantian’s problem, or perhaps this just shows that there is nothing wrong with Chen Xuantian.

Well, this matter actually has little to do with Tiedan. After waking up, Chen Xuantian calculated carefully and understood that it was simply his own emotional tribulation.

As the year begins, spring begins, all things begin to grow, and hundreds of flowers bloom.

In a nutshell, there is nothing in this world that is immortal. All living things will germinate and pass on their genetic codes and gene seeds to the next generation. No matter how much the laws of nature suppress, sanction and block them, they cannot violate this objective law and natural principle.

Although Chen Xuantian had spent decades in a dream, his soul had become more refined and powerful, and he had become the real Blood God Son who could travel in the void and cause trouble everywhere.

But in the real world, his body is still just that of a mortal, it's just that his fighting power is a little stronger.

Yes, Chen Xuantian is still just a human. Although he can replicate Tiedan's body template to enhance himself, and break through the bottleneck when he reaches the Jindan stage, he is already at the limit when he reaches the Yuanying stage. The evolution of his physical body has been stuck, and it is impossible for him to be stronger than Tiedan after he was tempered by the snowstorm.

After all, in this world of his, there is neither true Qi nor heavenly thunder, let alone those great treasures for transforming into spirits. It is impossible for him to follow the path of Xuanmen, with one thunder after another, one catastrophe after another, and endless tempering and strengthening like the treasures of heaven and earth and elixirs, and continue to break through to the transformation into spirits.

After all, this is not the power that Chen Xuantian cultivated himself. It is like water without a source and a tree without roots. There is no possibility of evolution.

Of course, following the path of the Divine Religion might be feasible. Although I don't understand why, since the Divine Religion's methods can be practiced, perhaps they can really break through the limitations of the Heavenly Dao here.

But that would require Chen Xuantian to seriously practice the Blood God Son method again, first peeling the skin, then sucking blood, and finally evolving, to refine the body into a bloody monster. The damn Cangtian base must have been sirens a long time ago, with a bunch of iron spiders rushing up and hitting the face, and anion bombs smashing at it.

But Duan Tie and Jia Ru saw it clearly. They had already left their bodies, reappeared in corpses, and used the secret skills of blood puppets to escape and live freely.

Chen Xuantian was now trapped in the base, his energy surging, his blood boiling, and he was tormented by the budding love...

I had just gotten a bowl of rice and hadn't even sat down when Xinsu came running over.
"Fang Su Zeng Liu, there is an urgent task!"

Well, I won't starve to death if I skip a meal anyway, so I might as well kill a few people to relax.

So the six teams of Cang Tian set off as a team. Everyone boarded the plane urgently and began to change clothes and prepare, while Xin Su quickly explained the mission.

"This time the situation is quite serious. Special forces from a neighboring country crossed the border and attacked our military outposts, injuring officers and soldiers of our border defense force, many of whom were seriously injured.

Due to the sudden drop in temperature in the war zone, an ice and snow storm and extremely harsh weather, the rear-line troops and medical teams are temporarily unable to provide support, and many people are currently seriously injured and trapped.

Your mission is to go to the front-line outpost and rescue the people... Fang Su Zengliu, what are you doing?"

The members of Team Cang Tian Six also turned their heads to look, and saw Chen Xuantian stretched out a folding elbow knife, cut his wrist, let the blood drain into a bowl with his helmet, and then used his fingers to dip the blood to draw talismans on his body and armor.

"Don't worry about it. I'll practice, you continue."

Xin Su also stared at Chen Xuantian and continued,

"From the satellite, we can see that the enemy has mobilized at least three special mountain battalions, which are currently hiding in the mountains. I'm afraid they are planning to continue to ambush our rescue forces.

It is obvious that the other party is here with the intention of provoking disputes and creating conflicts. If a large-scale war is launched, it may cause international disputes.

So the organization hopes that you can take action, while the enemy's intelligence system is focused on our border defense forces, and quickly move in and out to rescue the trapped wounded and retreat."

Xinsu pointed to eight cocoon-like egg-shaped containers in the cabin.

"Your physiques are different from those of ordinary people. You have new armor to protect your bodies, and you can communicate with each other through quantum communications. There is no risk of rapid march in the low-temperature snowstorm, and you can also serve as a cover. This is a newly developed emergency insulation cabin. Put the wounded in it and carry them back directly."

Chen Xuantian waved his hand.
"You guys save the people, I'll cover them."

Xinsu stared at him.
"This is an emergency rescue, don't fight to the bitter end."

Chen Xuantian said he received it.

Xin Su looked at the other party putting on armor, with blood dripping all over his body.
"...Really, don't fight too long. There are more than 2,000 people on the other side."

Chen Xuantian gave a thumbs up to show that he received it.

Xinsu looked at the other party showing his arm blade and sharpening it.

"…If you must do it, don't leave anyone alive."

Chen Xuantian gave a thumbs up to show that he received it.

So the mission was confirmed, Xin Su commanded eighteen 'newcomers' to go to the outpost to rescue people, and Chen Xuantian acted alone to be responsible for the rear guard.

After the fart was cut off, the killing began.

So as soon as the cabin door opened, Chen Xuantian jumped down.

"Boom!" "Bang!" He jumped up again the moment he landed. The ice and snow on the ground were shattered. Chen Xuantian flew out directly and disappeared in the snow and rain like a cannonball.

Xin Su was also speechless, "This guy is getting more and more outrageous... down, down, down!"

The soldiers of the Sixth Team of Cang Tian did not have the ability of Chen Xuantian. They jumped out of the cabin one by one, glided to the ground by flying wings, recovered the emergency cabin dropped by parachute, and then formed a group to go to the target location for rescue.

By the time they started to move slowly, Chen Xuantian had already jumped like a superman and rushed to the front line to start killing.

"BIUBIUBIU"

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he locked onto a battalion and activated the sniper mode of the rail rifle, shooting directly out of sight. The tungsten steel bullets were accelerated by the magnetic rail and swept out like blue thunderbolts, piercing armor and smashing skulls, making heads explode with blood.

In this way, he first attacked the sentries and then the officers, and killed about a hundred people with a snipe. Chen Xuantian also jumped all the way and rushed into the camp. He directly took out the blades on his arms and started killing. The cold light flashed, and he slashed wildly, cutting into slices of meat all the bodies that huddled together for warmth in the military tents.

After killing eight hundred people in this way, Chen Xuantian also changed a pair of blades, then made hand gestures to control the magic, silently chanted and murmured the spell, and the blood talismans on the armor flashed one after another.

"brush!"

Then a burst of blood light bloomed, like ionizing radiation, melting the corpses on the ground into plasma and turning them into bones.

Then the red river on the ground reversed, and the blood flowed backwards, as if attracted by a magnet. All rivers flowed into the sea, and the ice water and blood gathered together, like living things gathering from all directions, wrapping Chen Xuantian into a bloody man.

Then the thick plasma was burned by the talisman on the armor, boiling it, the water vapor evaporated, the blood Qi condensed, and the essence was refined. Finally, in Chen Xuantian's palm, it turned into a red, copper coin-like blood clot.

Chen Xuantian looked at the blood clot in his hand, took off his helmet, and swallowed the blood clot in one gulp.

Yes, this is the common method of refining blood used by people in the Divine Religion, using the blood refined from humans as coins.

This thing is the common currency of the Demon Cult. This blood clot is pressed into the shape of a copper coin using a mold. Daily transactions are basically equivalent to exchanging cultivation for resources.

Killing people with blood, refining for own use, do you think the name of the Demon Cult is just nonsense?

The rapid rise of the supreme masters of the Divine Religion, whose cultivation levels were enough to compete with those of the Immortal Palace, was built with real lives.

No matter how rubbish the Demon Palace is, their essence is to cultivate the way of living. The population itself is the wealth of the immortal family. As long as you are willing to kneel down and kowtow like a beast of burden, they will be happy to live a life of luxury and peace.

No matter how shameless the Demon Sect is, they are still robbing spiritual materials and absorbing spiritual energy. Especially now that the Hidden Immortal Sect is popular, if you stay at home and lie down, you will only trigger a killing calamity once every sixty years, and the ones killed are also demons and monsters of the same kind.

But the devil sect is not like that. They really practice qigong day and night, capturing people and stealing souls year after year. Every moment is equivalent to a killing calamity!

Therefore, even in the Tai Chi world, it is rare to see people from the Demon Sect, because once they show up, they will be besieged by various factions.

And if a drop of blood son of the God is allowed to escape, hide in the mountains and hide among the people, so that people can catch their breath, and then his divine power is fully developed, he will definitely massacre villages and strongholds, attack cities and destroy countries, and often create demonic calamities on the earth and bloody disasters that cannot be dealt with at all.

Chen Xuantian naturally knew that it was not good to cultivate his skills with people, and that it was a devilish way that would be struck by lightning. Moreover, this blood tasted like curry! Do you think he wanted to swallow it? ?

But isn't this helpless? Trapped by the restrictions of the natural laws here, it has come to this day. Can Chen Xuantian be content to be stuck in this realm?

Besides, there are more than just him who are here! There are three of them! And there might be more coming! If he lets others master the Blood God Son Technique first, it will be the end of the world!
Forget it! Don't think about those messy things! In short, you must improve your strength as soon as possible to have the power to protect yourself!
So he killed all the soldiers in the camp, put on his helmet, and jumped up again! He rushed straight to the next camp!
Kill, kill, kill! Devour, devour! In order to become stronger, I have to swallow even the blood that tastes like curry!
After killing the soldiers of the Third Battalion with this person and eating three curry-flavored blood coins, Chen Xuantian felt that he seemed a little stronger.

But it’s not much. After all, more than 2,000 people only made three coins…

Ok……

More than two thousand people only made three coins?
Ah, this is not right!
According to the Blood Sutra and the Divine Religion Secret Method given by Duan Tie, anyone in the Taiji Realm can make one no matter how poor their aptitude is. Those Qi-refining monks can at least make ten coins! Some Dao Seeds with strong souls and spirits can be made by one person!
Not to mention that there are all kinds of natural treasures, divine beasts and birds, demons and monsters, as well as monks from the three major sects that can be devoured. Soon, the sky will be filled with blood gods!

Chen Xuantian was also a little confused for a moment. He didn't know whether there was something wrong with his cultivation method, or whether Duan Tie had a trick up his sleeve, or whether the qualifications of this group of aliens were too rubbish, and the blood flowing in their veins was just curry...

But even if we kill all the people on the other side of the mountain, we would only have 1,500 strings of cash! This is not enough!
You know, according to the calculations of the people in the Divine Religion, if they devour and refine a string of blood coins, that is, one hundred coins, they can almost refine the blood soul of their original body and cultivate it to the level of being called the Son of the Blood God.

Well, then you can practice the second Blood God Son.

According to the Taoist Canon of Xuanmen, there are general countermeasures against people from the Demon Sect for disciples to refer to.

If the opponent's Taoist body is blown up and dozens or hundreds of Blood God Sons burst out, you can get rid of them easily. You must catch them all in one fell swoop and not let any one go, otherwise all your previous efforts will be wasted.

If there are thousands and thousands of blood souls all over the sky, they are basically masters at the God Transformation level. You need to make good arrangements, set up magic arrays, and invite fellow practitioners to attack together.

But if his body has turned into a river of blood and he has more than a million blood souls, he is considered to be at the peak of the divine transformation and the threshold of enlightenment. Ordinary Xuanmen disciples cannot deal with him and need to fly talismans immediately and ask the elders in the mountains to use magic weapons to take action.

Basically, at this point, one has already become a demon cult leader with great cultivation, and can usually run for the position of Dharma King and join the ten-member heavenly group.

And the kind of natural disaster that truly became a raging sea of ​​blood, covering the sky and blocking the sun, and tempering hundreds of millions of indestructible blood gods, became the great way of the blood god, and wanted to swallow all living things, the Tai Chi world, into the sea of ​​blood and merge them into one.

At this point, it would require the nine major sects to take action together, and the Taoist master would have to come out of seclusion personally and go all out to resist this doomsday catastrophe.

So to put it bluntly, if one wants to use the Blood God's Great Method to blood refine to the level of Ten Absolute Lords, a Dharma King, it will cost at least 100,000 blood coins.

If you don't have a thorough understanding of 10 million strings of cash, you'd be embarrassed to say that you have mastered your magical powers and have completely comprehended the great way of the Blood God.

But even if one reaches that level of enlightenment, it is only the beginning in the path of spiritual practice.

After all, you still have to prepare to fly across the void, right? Did you create a sea of ​​blood just to stay on the earth and join the natural water cycle?
In other words, in Taiji Heaven, if you don't practice Qi and take elixirs, and just practice the Blood God Son method, and rely on swallowing blood coins and killing people to practice, and shoot tens of millions of people, you can almost become a god, and the leader can be the master. If you keep shooting like this, and shoot tens or hundreds of billions of people, you can also achieve the Dao.

But in this world, although it is true that one can practice using the Divine Religion routine, but it costs one coin per thousand people. Compared to the Tai Chi world, where each person practices for one to ten coins, the difficulty of achieving enlightenment is thousands of times higher!
The current population limit alone means that even if you kill all the people in the world, it will be difficult for you to reach the state of God Transformation. How can you be the deputy leader of the Earth? You are just an altar master at best...

In the final analysis, it still depends on spiritual energy. If spiritual energy can be revived like in novels, everyone can practice it. However, there is no spiritual energy on earth. Where can we find the original spirit... Oh, isn't there?
Chen Xuantian suddenly reacted, opened his mouth, and spat out the blood-zhu coins that he had just swallowed but not completely digested. He pinched them between his fingertips and looked at them.

Since this point is of no use anyway, why not do an experiment? There is a snowy ridge separating us anyway, so no one can get through even if something really goes wrong.

So Chen Xuantian rubbed the blood-zhu coin with his fingertips, formed it into a red butterfly, and threw it casually.

The butterfly flapped its wings, riding on the ice, snow and storm, and flew to the south of the mountains.

(End of this chapter)