"You're very good, little layman. I didn't expect you to have such deep blood in you." Ever since Yi Jue released his bloody sword soul, the old monkey changed his previous attitude and showed more respect for Yi Jue. Yes, respect. The old monkey from before appeared to be a virtuous corporal, respectful and courteous, but that was just an act. I learned how to be polite from humans, but no one knows what I actually think. But not anymore. At least there is more recognition. As for how long this recognition can last, it probably depends on Yi Jue's subsequent performance. "It seems to be God's will. The bloody energy in your body has reached a peak. If you don't solve it quickly, I'm afraid the layman's fate will not be good." Yi Jue quickly asked for advice.
"Please give me some advice, Master." The old monkey waved his hand, "It's not a guide, it's just a discovery made by two crazy people." "Whether you listen, believe it or not, how much you listen, how much you believe, it all depends on you." "If I said that the owner of the Blood Demon Secret Realm, the Blood Demon, is still alive, would you believe it?" As soon as these words came out, Yi Jue felt a complete chill. The woods are very gloomy. The tall branches block the sky and the sun from above. The sunlight cannot penetrate below at all. There is also the smell of rotting leaves. And many of the small and jagged trees that grow under this situation are bare. . It seems that there is no swishing sound like the wind blowing the leaves, but if you listen carefully, you can hear the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the twigs. It is very slight and very strange. If the Blood Demon had not died, this ruins would be a bomb that might explode at any time to everyone! This is a crisis that Yi Jue absolutely cannot deal with now. The Blood Demon, a big demon who has been famous for I don’t know how many years, is a demon as famous as the outer demon and the inner demon. It can be said that when he is alive, he is at least in the integration stage, even if it is something like distraction. The lower realm, in this lower realm, is also the least cultivated level to become a god. Upon hearing the news, Yi Jue felt very ridiculous on the one hand, and on the other hand he was ready to leave at any time. Yes, it is better to believe that this kind of thing exists than to believe that it does not exist. "But don't worry, little layman. The hidden danger of the bloody sword soul on your body has reached a very critical moment." "Although I don't know what method you used, there is no doubt that the erosion of blood is inevitable. The only way is to completely control it." "And there is only one person who knows the way to completely control it, and that is the Blood Demon." Yi Jue naturally knew that his biggest purpose here was to solve the hidden dangers of the sword soul, and even the hidden dangers had reached the point of affecting his practice. It also severely limited his combat power. "Master, it's not just blood demons who can control it. There are many blood demons in the world of immortality. They all have the ability to control blood energy easily." "It's just that such monks are very rare."
"I just expected that a monk would definitely come, so I came in and asked the master to save me." Yi Jue never mentioned that he came in advance for the Spiritual Source Fruit, nor did he mention that it was for the so-called opportunity to form a pill. He only talked about the difficulties he encountered and just begged. However, the old monkey didn't care that much. After all, it was just an empty beast. Even though it had many adventures, more than six hundred years had almost reached its limit, and it could be considered a living fossil. And what supports it to this day, besides the will not to die, is obsession. Next, the old monkey told a story. The protagonist of the story was a naughty little Kongming beast. That day, the weather was very sunny, the air smelled of moist green grass, and the wind blew gently, brushing the hair on the little monkey's body. This refreshing feeling makes the little monkey feel happy. What it doesn't know is that the name of this happiness is freedom. And enjoying the joy of freedom comes with a price. And the danger came unsurprisingly, a very cruel natural selection, a very cruel hunting among wild beasts. A goshawk stared at the delicious food below. The goshawk was very majestic, with sharp claws and a hard beak, both of which could easily tear apart the soft hair of the little monkey and disembowel the little monkey. Belly. When the little monkey discovered the danger, the goshawk was already very close to him. The little monkey could only keep moving among the woods, but it forgot that the goshawk is most praised for not its ability to break open monuments and rocks. The claws are not the beak that can see trees as it wants. Rather, once locked, its eyes will never give up easily. If it were at the bottom of a very deep forest, the goshawk would have no way to deal with the little monkey, but the little monkey climbed too high in order to covet the free wind. It was so high that even if there were branches around it, it would not be enough to effectively block the goshawk, not even a small obstacle. Seeing the goshawk getting closer and closer, the little monkey tried to dodge again and again but failed to get rid of the goshawk. A sword flashed past and accurately cut off the goshawk's head, which was as smooth as a mirror. When the old monkey said this, he could not stop trembling. At that moment, he had never felt that death was so close to him. It could even feel the sharpness of the goshawk's beak, and it was already despairing. But unexpectedly, blood sprayed all over it. That was the most embarrassing time in its life, and it was also the happiest time in its life, because that was the first time they met. And just the first meeting has already determined that the two people will be entangled for a lifetime. "Little monkey, what race are you from? You don't look like a simple monkey." "Little monkey, how can you become like her? You can't." "Little monkey, your tribe's abilities here are completely reduced to meat. You will have better development if you go out." "Little monkey, I will definitely find a way to get you out." "Little monkey, I discovered something incredible. This time, we may be in big trouble." "Little monkey, what I discovered is confirmed. Nine times out of ten it is true." "Don't be sad, little monkey. If I had met you earlier, I could have taken you away directly." "Little monkey, leave here, there is no future here..." As the old monkey told the story, the little monkey kept getting older, but its name never changed in that person's mouth. It was always little monkey. But that person is no longer here either.
But the remaining monkey is still firmly fulfilling its promise to the person who has passed away. People have three levels of death. Perhaps for this emptiness beast, as long as it still remembers the name "Little Monkey", the person who has passed away will never be considered truly dead. (End of chapter)