Chapter 1809: There Is Indeed Something Wrong With The Bloody Sermon
Lin Moyu stepped firmly onto the first floor, then found a futon and sat cross-legged.
The whole movement is casual and natural, without any pressure at all.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
The first level corresponds to the fourth-grade peak soul realm, the realm where the jade soul is born purple.
But he has long been a fifth-grade soul in the other side realm, and has even made progress in the fifth-grade soul.
With his soul level, if he felt pressure here, it would be like seeing a ghost.
Lin Moyu sat down as if there was no one around, and indeed he seemed like there was no one around.
Between the first and third floors, he was the only one.
Lin Moyu's action stunned everyone.
The gods and gods slowly sat down with excitement.
After all, he was a god, so his concentration was still good, and he recovered quickly.
In the sky, the high-level deity of the Lin family looked at Lin Moyu with the same complicated eyes.
Finally, he sighed softly and couldn't help but sigh, "The next generation is terrible."
He counted the time and said loudly toward the dojo, "The sermon is about to begin. Please sit down and be silent."
The God Kings found their own seats one after another, and just ten minutes later, the entire dojo became silent again.
Lin Moyu felt that a powerful force was coming from beyond the stars.
This force is majestic and carries the power of rules.
"It's not the peak god, this is the power of the other side!"
"The God who committed suicide has entered the other side?"
"No, although it's very similar to the other side, it's not pure. It's very strange."
Lin Moyu's soul is very sensitive and he can feel the unusualness of this power.
He has seen the realm of the other shore, and he has also seen the middle half step of the other shore where medicine and martial arts are sent.
From when Zhu Qiwu first realized his breakthrough to when he embarked on a bloody journey, Lin Moyu was present.
Lin Moyu is very familiar with the changes from the peak god to the other side.
The person in front of him was neither the peak god nor the other side. This feeling was very strange and was something he had never seen before.
With curiosity, I looked towards the sky.
Looking across thousands of miles of void, I saw a person approaching at an alarming speed.
The speed exceeded that of the peak god, and it was like teleporting, crossing tens of millions of kilometers in an instant, and appeared on the dojo.
He was wearing a blood-colored robe, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent.
The moment he arrived, everyone felt as if they were in a sea of blood, the sky turned scarlet, and the thick smell of blood reached straight into the soul, even if the sense of smell was blocked, it would be useless.
As if affected by the sea of blood, endless killing intent arose in his heart, wanting to take the magic weapon and kill the people around him.
Until the Blood Killing God sat on the jade platform and let out a light cough.
All illusions disappeared in this moment.
Heaven and earth are restored to clarity, and the sun is visible again.
Many God-Kings were sweating profusely, and their hearts were hairy. They almost wanted to take action.
"This is the Blood Killing God, it's really scary."
"Is this the power of the peak god? What kind of existence is the bloody killing method of the blood-killing god?
"It's terrible, it's really terrible."
Everyone was still frightened and did not even dare to see the Blood Killing God.
Lin Moyu knew at this moment why those god kings with weak souls were eliminated.
They simply cannot bear the murderous intention naturally revealed by the Blood Killing God. They are very likely to become lunatics who only know how to kill, or even have their souls collapse and die on the spot.
Lin Moyu looked at the God of Blood Killing, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong with the state of the God of Blood Killing.
The murderous intention just now was not intentional by the Blood Killing God, but rather uncontrollable.
But now, he has controlled his murderous intention again, which is really strange.
The Blood Killing God also looked at Lin Moyu with some surprise in his eyes.
Lin Moyu can sit on the first floor, which means that Lin Moyu's soul has reached the point where the jade soul is purple, but Lin Moyu's strength is only that of a minor god.
This strong contrast made him equally curious about Lin Moyu.
Their eyes met briefly and they nodded slightly as a greeting.
Afterwards, the Blood-killing God said loudly, "As the sermon begins, keep your mind close. If you feel uneasy, you can get up and someone will escort you out of the dojo.
His voice was clear and clear, without any murderous intent, which was completely opposite from before.
The Lin family is already preparing in the air. If anyone gets up, they will be sent out of the dojo.
"My way is the way of bloodshed. It is only suitable for me. It is useless to write about it for outsiders.
"Therefore, this sermon is about the great way, your own way, not the way of others."
"Everyone has his own Tao. What is Tao? Above and below the law, it is all Tao.
What the Blood Killing God is talking about is not a specific law, let alone a specific cultivation method, but something more profound: Tao!
What is Tao, Tao heart, will, and the path of cultivation are all Tao.
How to find your own way and find a path that is different from others is the correct way to practice.
In the story of the Blood-killing God Lord, the search for the Tao can begin with the God King, but the one who can really walk on the Tao is at least the God King.
The Blood Killing God vomited golden lotus from his mouth, and many people were fascinated by it.
Laws are surging in them, and they are already trying to find their own way.
Still in the God King, you may not be able to find it, but you can think about it and try it.
In cultivation, if you only follow the old path of your predecessors, you will be restricted to death at the end.
Only by walking out of your own way can you reach a higher place.
Lin Moyu listened to the sermon of the God of Blood Killing. He had his own understanding of the Tao, and he had already determined his own Tao.
The mutual confirmation between the two parties made Lin Moyu think more and more carefully.
Lin Moyu also closed his eyes. He was not obsessed with killing the God of Blood, but was thinking about the next path he wanted to take.
Gradually, a trace of blood smell entered the soul.
The smell of blood is getting thicker and thicker, and in the blink of an eye it has gone from vague to extremely strong.
Opening his eyes, Lin Moyu saw a sea of blood.
At some point, the entire dojo had turned into a sea of blood.
The Blood Killing God sat on the sapphire platform and became the center point of the blood sea.
The God of Blood Killing devoted himself to preaching, but he didn't seem to know that he had turned the entire dojo into a sea of blood.
And those who were fascinated by the sermon also did not know that the ashram had turned into a sea of blood.
The farther away you are from the Blood Killing God, the weaker the power of the blood sea becomes.
Otherwise, ordinary god-kings simply cannot withstand the power of the blood sea, and their souls will be directly eroded.
But some people were still awakened, exclaimed, and stood up instinctively.
As soon as he stood up, he was sent to the sea of blood. The Lin family, who had been prepared long ago, rushed him out of the dojo.
The longer the sermon lasts, the greater the pressure.
When it can no longer bear it, the Blood Killing God will send it away.
If you feel you can't bear it, you can stand up and you will be sent away as well.
Lin Moyu felt the power of rules from the sea of blood. It seemed that the Blood Killing God had precise control over his power.
"But what happened before? Was it intentional?"
Lin Moyu feels that it is unlikely to be intentional, and there must be a reason.
He was multitasking. While listening to the lecture, he was also paying attention to the Blood Killing God.
Soon Lin Moyu discovered that the Blood Killing God's brows would wrinkle a few times from time to time.
Every time he frowned, there was murderous intent coming out of his body.
That was real murderous intent, the kind that wanted to kill someone, cold and heartless.
The Blood Killing God seems to be trying hard to control his killing intent, but sometimes he can't control it.
"There is indeed a problem!".
