Chapter 56: The Origin of ‘Red Cloud’

The edge of the blood sea.

Kunpeng and Taiyi looked at each other, looking at the bright red mist in the distance with some disbelief.

"Master, do you know what the red mist is?" Taiyi asked with a frown.

"I don't know." Kunpeng shook his head, frowning and looking at the enchanting mist that almost covered the entire vast blood sea.

"But this thing is very dangerous! I feel like it will be very troublesome if I get a little bit of it."

"That thing is red cloud!"

Suddenly, in the very few blood seas below that were not covered by the bright red mist, the figure of the Styx slowly emerged from it, answering Taiyi and Kunpeng's doubts.

"Styx!"

"Hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

The moment the Styx appeared, Taiyi and Kunpeng decisively attacked the Styx.

As for the bright red mist?

Who cares about that thing? Of course, seizing the Hongmeng Purple Qi is more important!

Boom!

It was obviously a trick to capture and imprison, but the moment it touched the Styx.

The Styx was broken directly, turned into blood sea water, and merged into the blood sea again.

"This trick again!"

Taiyi and Kunpeng's faces changed slightly at the same time.

They were deceived by the Styx's fake body before, so the Styx took the opportunity to get the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

This second time, they were deceived again!

"Don't waste your energy!"

In the blood sea, a Styx rose slowly again, and whispered: "I can swear to the heaven that the Hongmeng Purple Qi is no longer here!"

Hearing the words of the Styx, Taiyi and Kunpeng, who were about to attack again, stopped immediately and frowned at the Styx.

"When the red cloud died, I was too close to him, and this thing exploded too suddenly. I didn't have time to dodge, and I was swept in with the Hongmeng Purple Qi."

While the Styx said, he looked at the bright red mist above the blood sea, his face was extremely ugly.

"Wait, fellow Daoist Minghe, you said this mist is red cloud?" Kunpeng on the side suddenly reacted, pointing at the bright red mist, with a look of disbelief.

"I saw with my own eyes that the hand of the red cloud was completely dead in the sea of ​​blood, and the body turned into this red mist."

When Minghe said this, there was still some regret on his face.

Originally, when he saw this scene in the sea of ​​blood, he didn't care much. After all, wasn't the body of the red cloud a 'red cloud'?

Isn't it normal to turn back to the body after death?

But when the red cloud completely turned into mist, Minghe's Yuanshen sent a warning and wanted to escape, it was too late.

"As soon as the red cloud died, the red mist exploded directly. I was too close to the red cloud at the time, and I had no time to dodge. Together with the primordial purple air, I was swept in."

"Swept in?"

Kunpeng and Taiyi frowned and looked at Minghe, a little confused.

Even if you were swept in, didn't you come out?

It can't be that the primordial purple air can be corroded by the mist!

Feeling the gazes of Kunpeng and Taiyi, Minghe understood their thoughts and explained with a little hesitation.

"My body is a little special. This whole sea of ​​blood is my body. It is almost impossible to transform, so those who walk outside are incarnations condensed by the water of the sea of ​​blood."

After Minghe finished speaking, Taiyi and Kunpeng's faces changed slightly, and they looked at Minghe with a touch of shock.

The whole sea of ​​blood is its body!

Taiyi and Kunpeng looked sideways at the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, which was shrouded in bright red clouds and was calculated in tens of thousands of light years.

"This..."

If Minghe was not deceiving them, then... who else could kill this guy?

"It seems... the Zhoutian Xingdou formation is not working again!" Taiyi suddenly had this weird thought in his mind.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, I don't know why you told us this information!" Kunpeng suddenly asked.

Looking at Kunpeng's distrustful eyes, Minghe felt bitter.

If possible, who wants to tell others their trump cards, but the key is that there is no way now, right?

"Fellow Daoist Taiyi, fellow Daoist Kunpeng, the primordial purple qi is in the middle of the mist transformed from the red cloud. The only way for you demons to want the primordial purple qi is to eliminate the mist."

Minghe pointed at the bright red mist and said bluntly: "At this point, I no longer want any primordial purple qi. I just want to eliminate the mist as soon as possible and save my blood sea."

Taiyi and Kunpeng looked at the blood sea water corroded at the intersection of the bright red mist and the blood sea, looked at each other, and confirmed Minghe's words.

Looking at the two people leaving, Minghe couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"I hope the demons can find a way to erase this damn red cloud!" Minghe gritted his teeth in his heart.

I wish I could step into the long river of time now and slap my past self a few times.

Why are you greedy for the Hongmeng purple air? Isn't it enough to just let Hongyun and Kunpeng go?

And even if they were stopped, if you follow your instincts and kill Hongyun early, wouldn't you still be able to leave most of the blood sea.

You have to let him run to the center of the blood sea and die, and change the entire blood sea.

Turning around and looking at the bright red clouds above his Netherworld Blood Sea, Minghe couldn't help but feel heartbroken, especially when he thought that the clouds were wiping out his Netherworld Blood Sea.

Even if the speed of the clouds wiping out is not fast, it covers a large area!

The vast blood sea, except for the scattered corners on the edge, is almost covered by the bright red clouds.

"If this goes on, after a few more kalpas, my Netherworld Blood Sea will probably be wiped out." Minghe looked heartbroken.

"No, we can't just rely on the demons. I have to find a way to solve this 'red cloud' myself!"

After that, Minghe turned into blood and merged back into the blood sea.

...

"The Emperor of Heaven can leave now--"

A voice filled with hatred, murderous intent and anger rang out throughout the Wanshou Mountain.

In the sky, Emperor Jun looked at the pair of angry eyes staring at him in the Wanshou Mountain below, which was covered by a golden barrier.

"Withdraw the formation!" Emperor Jun shouted, and the Zhoutian Xingdou formation behind him dispersed directly. After withdrawing the formation, hundreds of millions of demon soldiers turned into a demon cloud and returned to the heaven.

Before leaving, Di Jun turned to look at Zhen Yuanzi again and said in a deep voice: "Daoyou Zhenyuan, we are all seekers on the road of cultivation, so please understand me!"

After that, Di Jun turned around and followed the millions of demon soldiers.

Looking at the retreating demons, Zhen Yuanzi, who stood upright in the Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang Temple, seemed to have been drained of all his strength.

He sat directly on the ground, and his eyes full of hatred turned into deep sorrow.

Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but think of the scenes of his past encounters with Hongyun.

"Daoyou Zhenyuan, hurry up, hurry up, take out the ginseng fruit, so that I can satisfy my craving."

"Daoyou Zhenyuan, tell me, can I become a saint? My cultivation is so low, or I'll just give you this Hongmeng purple qi!"

"Daoyou Zhenyuan..."

...

"Daoyou Hongyun!" Zhen Yuanzi looked up at the white clouds on the horizon, his eyes slowly turning red.

"Daoyou Hongyun, maybe for you, returning to the ruins is a relief!"

"After returning to the ruins, getting rid of the innate evil spirit, maybe it won't be so painful!"

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the white clouds in the sky, as if he saw Hongyun's smiling face again.

...

"How about it, is Queen Nuwa willing to help!"

In front of the fetal membrane of the prehistoric world, Di Jun and Taiyi looked at Fuxi who had returned from the chaos and hurriedly asked.

Fuxi shook his head and said softly: "Sister, he said that Hongyun is related to Hongmeng Ziqi, the foundation of Taoism, and all saints cannot intervene in this matter."

"All saints cannot intervene in this matter!"

Di Jun and Taiyi's faces froze slightly, but they were relieved at the same time.

They still have self-knowledge. If Nuwa can take action on the matter of Hongyun, then Hongmeng Ziqi will definitely not be their brothers in the end.

In the end, it will definitely be Fuxi's.

"Then I wonder if the Queen has told me the origin of the cloud and mist, and whether there is a way to deal with it." Taiyi asked hurriedly.

"Yes!" Fuxi nodded slightly, with a slight solemnity in his eyes: "The source of the red mist left after the fall of the red cloud is the innate evil spirit!"

"Innate evil spirit?"

Dijun and Taiyi looked at each other in surprise.

What is that?

They have never heard of this thing in their inheritance!

"The innate evil spirit is the source of all the disasters, calamities and evil spirits in the world. It should have taken shape in the last era and become a demon that caused chaos in the prehistoric world and provoked countless disasters in the prehistoric world."

"As a result, it was encountered by Daoist Hongyun, who had not yet transformed at the time, and accidentally absorbed it into his body, ending the birth of this demon."

"And since Daoist Hongyun transformed, he has been suppressing this innate evil spirit for billions of years, preventing it from causing chaos in the prehistoric world!"

"Over billions of years, the innate evil spirit has gradually merged into Daoist Hongyun's true body and turned into the evil clouds above the sea of ​​blood."

"Although Daoist Hongyun's quasi-saint cultivation has greatly increased the power of this innate evil spirit, it has also made it no longer pure and lost the ability to provoke a great disaster!"

After Fuxi finished speaking, he sighed slightly: "Daoist Hongyun, what a pity!"

Di Jun and Taiyi looked at each other, somewhat unbelievable.

That Hongyun, is he the one who saved the prehistoric world?

Is this the case that one should not judge a person by appearance?

"It's my fault! If I had known that fellow Daoist Hongyun would be like this, how could I..." Donghuang Taiyi looked at Fuxi with annoyance on his face.

"Emperor Xi, did the Queen Mother Nuwa tell me how to make fellow Daoist Hongyun rest in peace?"

"Merit!"

Fuxi shook his head slightly and said, "Except for the saints, the only thing that can purify the evil clouds is merit, a lot of merit!"

"Uh..."

Taiyi thought of the evil clouds above the blood sea, spanning tens of thousands of light years across the vast blood sea, and couldn't help but said cautiously: "How much?"

"Fifty-six heavens!" Fuxi looked up at the sky, no, he looked up at Chaos.

Di Jun: "..."

Taiyi: "..."

I don't want this primordial purple air anymore!

Goodbye! No farewell!

…

“Oh, how come a causal line suddenly found me?”

In the East China Sea, Ao Changsheng looked puzzled, looking at the causal line knocking on the door outside his dojo, a little puzzled.

Especially since this causal line is not a good one, but an evil one.

As an honest and virtuous immortal who practices in his own dojo, Ao Changsheng doesn’t understand when he got into this kind of causal relationship!

Ao Changsheng opened the seal of the dojo, and the causal line immediately rushed towards Ao Changsheng, and then...

He was held in Ao Changsheng's hand, looking at this thing that wanted to drill into someone's body casually, with disgust on his face.

"Let me see, this is the cause and effect..."

Ao Changsheng held the cause and effect line and began to check it.

Then after a while... Ao Changsheng came back to his senses, and tried hard to hold back the urge to swear, but in the end he couldn't help but raised his middle finger to the sky.

"You can also put the blame on me!"