LRAB Chapter 21 Two Drops of Ancestral Witch's Blood
Chapter 21 Two Drops of Ancestral Witch's Blood
Chapter 21 Twelve Drops of Ancestral Witch's Blood
Although Shi Hao currently appears as a young Taoist disciple, he is at the Golden Immortal realm.
However, he considered himself to be following the master and therefore had to protect him, so he adopted a tone of voice, determined not to embarrass the master.
Normally, in the eyes of powerful beings in the primordial world, how could an ant at the Golden Immortal realm dare to reprimand everyone?
But things are different now.
Shi Hao was a trusted confidant of the sage.
And for a close confidant to so highly praise a saint, it is obvious how many miracles this saint must have performed that they do not know about, yet which are truly awe-inspiring.
At this moment, Ling Xiao sat on the high platform and sighed with regret, saying, "Everyone, if anyone wants to leave now, they can do so at any time."
After saying that, he instructed Shi Hao and Huo Ling'er to return the treasures they had collected to everyone.
However, before he could finish speaking, Houtu, who was sitting on one of the seven prayer cushions at the front, immediately stood up and said apologetically, "Master, my elder brother is impulsive and doesn't know how to speak properly. I beg you to have mercy on my heart for the Dao and please don't be angry with me."
After saying this, Houtu immediately instructed the many ancestral witches to apologize to the Dao Ancestor.
Among the witch clan, all eleven ancestral witches doted on their kind-hearted younger sister, Houtu.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have pushed her onto the purple futon.
The eleven witches calmed down, immediately knelt on one knee, and began to apologize.
Upon seeing this, Ling Xiao remained silent for a moment before calmly saying, "You may all rise."
"I will spare you all out of consideration for Houtu's sincerity in pursuing the Dao. However, this will be the only time. Anyone who questions me again will not be so lenient."
This vast and sacred voice swept through the entire hall, causing everyone to pause in surprise and feel a lingering fear.
Ling Xiao spoke slowly, smiling, "The 'Three Thousand Great Daos' is merely a figure of speech. There aren't only three thousand paths to sainthood. To walk a new path, one needs a new method. Different people have different paths. If everyone follows the same path, one is destined not to go far. (Applause)"
At this moment, the powerful beings of the prehistoric world looked at each other, many of them completely bewildered, but a few seemed to have something on their minds.
Seeing that no one responded, Huo Ling'er's pretty face tightened. She was very unhappy at the moment, and her small chest was heaving.
The master's words are so true, what are these people thinking?
"My master is imparting knowledge and teaching you! Such boundless grace, yet you all act like a bunch of fools! I don't care, in ten breaths, I want to hear applause!"
In an instant, the main hall fell silent.
At this moment, after Huo Ling'er's reminder, many powerful figures realized that the saint's last words were... "Understand and applaud."
Everyone secretly realized they had been overthinking things and had overlooked this statement.
next moment.
Thunderous applause erupted in the main hall!
All that could be heard was a loud, intense roar.
All that could be seen were cultivators dressed in immortal robes and Taoist garments, making the most exaggerated clapping movements in history, clapping rhythmically with their hands, their eyes sparkling with excitement.
Why is it so exaggerated?
Because no one wants to appear as if they didn't understand. If you don't applaud the words of a sage, it means you didn't understand.
Not understanding something proves that you are stupid.
Therefore, in order to save face, no one wants to be labeled as an idiot.
After a long while, the applause stopped.
After pondering for a long time, Houtu finally stood up, looked at Lingxiao, and asked, "Master, the Wu Clan are born to cultivate physical bodies but lack a primordial spirit. Are they destined to never become saints?"
As soon as Houtu said this, everyone looked at Lingxiao.
Ling Xiao pondered for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "Who says the Wu Clan can't become saints? The Wu Clan are descendants of Pangu, destined to become saints!"
The witch clan members were overjoyed upon hearing this!
"Unfortunately, the time is not yet ripe."
Upon hearing this, the group of witches suppressed their elation and calmed down.
Ling Xiao smiled mysteriously and said, "Houtu, your Wu clan is extraordinary, as you were transformed from the essence and blood of the ancient god Pangu."
"You twelve Ancestral Witches only need to cultivate one Great Dao, and then cultivate it to perfection, and you will eventually become saints."
"However, I have said that this path is temporarily impassable for you, because the time is not yet ripe."
"However, seeing your sincerity, I have a method that is extremely compatible with the Witch Clan, but unfortunately, this method is too against the heavens. If I were to pass it on to you, it might cause me to suffer a backlash from the heavens, thereby endangering my own path."
Ling Xiao sighed with regret, his expression hesitant, as if he were considering whether to pass on this method to the Wu tribe.
Houtu stared longingly at Lingxiao, while the other eleven Ancestral Witches also looked on with fanaticism.
They couldn't very well offer any advice or encouragement, since it could potentially harm the sage's own path, which would be an enormous karmic consequence.
At this moment, the kind-hearted Hongyun stepped forward, looked at the group of ancestral witches, and sighed, "Don't you understand? The sage said long ago, 'The Dharma is not to be passed on personally, and the Way is not to be sold cheaply!'"
"The principle is very simple, because everything in the world follows a law: for every gain, there is a loss."
"Moreover, this method is so heaven-defying; if it is easily passed on to your witch clan, even a saint is destined to suffer a backlash!"
"If it weren't for pity for your Witch Clan's desire to attain enlightenment, why would the Sage hesitate here, risking a backlash?"
"You are all incredibly foolish! You can't even figure this out?"
Hongyun looked up at the sky, her eyes filled with anger at his lack of ambition.
In an instant, the twelve ancestral witches realized!
Gonggong bowed to Hongyun and exclaimed in amazement, "I have long heard that you are a person of great wisdom, and indeed, seeing is believing! Thank you!"
Hongyun waved his hand. He was just always happy to help others, and he was also pleased to find that he had enlightened the ancestral witches.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches thought for a moment and realized that such a great favor of imparting knowledge must be paid for with a heavy price!
After discussing for a moment, they decided to each take a drop of their heart's blood.
It should be understood that a single drop of the essence blood of the Ancestral Witch can make the physical body of a living being extremely terrifying.
Not to mention, the blood and sweat inside the heart!!
That painstaking effort contains the Dao that each Ancestral Witch controls, such as Houtu's Dao of Earth and Dijiang's Dao of Space.
Moreover, the power of the heart's blood to enhance a person's physical strength is far more terrifying than that of essence blood.
This is the greatest sincerity that the Twelve Ancestral Witches can offer at this moment.
Immediately, a drop of golden blood floated in the palm of each Ancestral Witch's hand, burning intensely like a blazing sun, filled with their own Dao essence.
As the blood essence was extracted, the entire Zixiao Palace was filled with endless malevolent energy and the oppressive power of the Dao, which was extremely terrifying.
Ling Xiao remained calm, but inwardly he was utterly shocked. These Twelve Ancestral Witches had truly gone all out!
If he were to refine these spiritual essences, his physical strength would likely rise to an awe-inspiring level.
"Besides twelve drops of our heart's blood, our Wu clan is willing to offer half of our Wu clan's resources."
Dijiang said.
The so-called "foundation" is half of all the treasures of the Wu clan.
On the platform, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged and said calmly, "I have seen your sincerity. Since that is the case, I will pass on to you the secret cultivation method."
Immediately afterwards, the Twelve Ancestral Witches handed over twelve drops of their lifeblood, as well as half of the Witch Clan's resources, to Shi Hao and Huo Ling.
At this moment, the powerful figures could no longer sit still and declared that they were willing to offer their sincerity for the sake of that cultivation secret method.
Seeing the powerful figures so enthusiastically offering their possessions, Ling Xiao naturally had no reason to refuse.
(End of this chapter)