Chapter 761 The Legend of the Lord of Penglai Island
A successful practitioner can calculate the information of the blood owner based on the blood, so as to conduct conspiracy, curse, etc.
Therefore, before selling blood, Meng Jingzhou wiped out the information contained in the essence and blood completely, and no one could find out that it was his blood, and Su Yiren was no exception.
"Is this?" Li Haoran was a little confused, not sure what Su Yiren was going to do.
"This is the blood I got from the black market auction, and it cost me 100,000 spirit stones."
Meng Jingzhou looked weird. When he was selling blood, he had ten thousand spirit stones a drop. This price increase was too outrageous, right?
As a member of the Meng family, he actually lost money, which is a shame.
"This blood should be the true blood of some pure blood demon clan. It has the effect of improving cultivation and strengthening yang and replenishing qi, so I thought about buying it and giving it to my husband. If the fairy grass can increase the effect of this blood by a higher level, it would be better."
Li Haoran was very moved after hearing this, but he didn''t expect that Su Yiren was thinking about him everywhere.
Lu Yang also recognized that this was Meng Jingzhou''s essence and blood. He didn''t remember that Lao Meng''s blood had the effect of increasing cultivation. If Lao Meng''s blood had this effect, he would drink three big bowls first.
Senior Su, have you started to open your eyes to tell lies in order to trick Li Haoran into bed?
"No, I can only let the spirit of life increase its cultivation. It would be almost the same if the master of blood is found." The immortal grass of the feathers cut off Su Yiren''s idea.
"That''s how it is." Su Yiren was obviously in a little depressed.
Lu Yang secretly glanced at Meng Jingzhou, considering whether to tell the truth to Su Yiren and increase his cultivation level. This is also an opportunity for Lao Meng.
Meng Jingzhou shook his head slightly and refused the opportunity.
A picture appeared in Meng Jingzhou''s mind:
When it was late at night, he was sleeping soundly on the bed. Su Yiren sneaked into his room in the dark. The moonlight reflected Su Yiren''s beautiful figure. Meng Jingzhou said with a very stance, "I can''t do anything to be sorry for Junior Brother Li." Su Yiren said, "It hurts a little soon." Meng Jingzhou tried hard to resist, but in the end he was defeated by Su Yiren. Then Su Yiren tied Meng Jingzhou up and started to draw blood...
What''s going on?
While chatting and laughing, the white crucian carp was eaten by everyone, leaving only a plate of shaved fish bones.
Poor white crucian carp occasionally gained the fate of immortality and took the immortal grass. Its cultivation level soared. It reached the twenty-year realm that the white crucian carp tribe had reached before. However, it never thought that all this was a human plot, pierced by the immortal sword, and the human cultivators shared it and ate it, leaving not even a complete body behind.
After enjoying the delicious food in the East China Sea, Lu Yang and others went downstairs to check out. Lu Yang noticed a statue on the counter, which was a middle-aged man with a goatee.
"Who is this statue?" Lu Yang asked casually.
Li Haoran said: "He is the owner of Penglai Island, Sanshan Taoist. There are many legends about Sanshan Taoist circulating in the East China Sea. For example, fishermen encountered wind, waves and heavy rain when they went out to sea. The Sanshan Taoist surmised and rescued the man on this boat. He said that in the future, he could silently recite and pray for his name, so that they could bless them to travel safely."
"There are also legends that it was the autumn harvest, and the grain farmers were harvesting, but the sudden rainstorm occurred. It was also the legend of the three mountains Taoist, which was similar to the legend of fishermen going to sea. I guess one of these two legends was the original version and the other evolved during word of mouth."
"Or where the plague occurred, the Taoist Sanshan gave the Ganluo Spring to cure the disease and save people."
"Otherwise, the monks encountered bottlenecks in their practice and were restless. The Taoist of Sanshan appeared to help the monks break through..."
"Anyway, there are so many legends, and they have been circulating for four or five thousand years. No one knows how many legends are true. In short, among the monks of the East China Sea, Taoists in the Three Mountains are faith, and every household worships him."
"If it is effective, it is definitely not particularly effective. Even if he transforms into something, he will never be able to satisfy everyone''s wishes. Immortals don''t have that great ability."
"But Sanshan Taoist has been famous for a long time, faith has become a habit, and it is no longer important to have the use of spiritual sustenance."
"Penglai Islands are respected by Penglai, and there is no reason why the Taoist of Sanshan is in it."
"I heard that the Golden Buddha Kingdom still wants to come to the East China Sea to preach, but because the Taoist in Sanshan is here, it ended in failure."
Lu Yang remembered Fan Chong: "As the disciple of Sanshan Taoist, Fan Chong bullied others with his power. He felt that these Sanshan Taoist people were not as good as the legendary ones."
Li Haoran could not explain this problem either, so he shook his head and said helplessly: "Maybe the Taoist Sanshan has been living in seclusion all year round and is not strictly restraining the people below?"
He looked at Su Yiren, and Su Yiren also shook his head: "I have seen Taoist Sanshan once. He is very considerate in dealing with people. Even when he meets middle and low-level monks, he does not look too arrogant. It is not much different from the image of folk legends. I can''t imagine why Taoist Xuanling and Fan Chong are like that."
The immortal fairy suddenly said, a little confused: "What''s the situation with these Taoist Taoists in Sanshan? They have done so many outrageous legends. If you don''t have such great skills, don''t mess around."
In the spiritual space, the immortal fairy lies on the seabed, floating on the sea surface, and the fish''s tail squirms.
Lu Yang suddenly remembered that although the immortal fairies now performed extremely unreliable, they were also a kind of faith in ancient times. In order to meet the reproductive needs of believers, they also created the Mother and Twin River.
"Fairy, is there anything else to say?"
"I don''t know much about the power of faith. Qinghe knows this aspect well. Qinghe told me that as the source of faith, we must control the legends well and never shape ourselves into an omnipotent image. Taking this immortal as an example, some believers seek children from this immortal. This immortal does have this ability and can create a mother and mother river, so they will respond to the requests of the believers."
"Some believers seek strength from the immortal. If the immortal is unwilling to give strength, they will make it clear in person, so as not to come one by one to seek strength from the immortal."
Lu Yang nodded in a vague way.
"Does the customer look like I am a monk from the East China Sea?" The shop owner noticed that Lu Yang and his group were very interested in the statue of the Sanshan Taoist. There was no such thing among the monks from the East China Sea.
Lu Yang nodded. They were disciples of the Five Elements Sect, and they were indeed not cultivators in the East China Sea.
"Why do you want to worship the Taoist Sanshan? It''s very effective." It seems that the store owner is very pious.
Lu Yang and others thought about it and said that this was also considered a characteristic culture of the East China Sea, so it would be better to pay a visit.
Lu Yang clasped his hands together, bowed to the statue of the Taoist Sanshan, silently recited it in his heart, and was sincere in his attitude, hoping that this legend of the East China Sea can bless them: "I hope the journey to the East China Sea will be safe and safe, and nothing will happen."
Meng Jingzhou and others also followed suit and bowed.
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Penglai Island inner circle, the core position of the ninth-grade spiritual vein.
A man with a goatee was meditating on a cushion. Suddenly, he vomited blood in his mouth, and looked shocked and suspicious.
"Who is worshiping me?"
(This chapter ends)