Chapter 1372

"It's a pity that the ancestor of your blood family died in the end..."

Yang Xuan sighed lightly, the road of cultivation is long and full of endless hardships, and he will die at every turn.

During this period, how many arrogant beauty and outstanding people in the world have all turned into dead bones and disappeared in the long river of time.

It's not that they are not good enough or strong enough, but that the Tao of Heaven is ruthless and regards all things as cud dogs.

If you are unable to comprehend the Great Dao and cross the entrance of life and death, you can only be at the mercy of fate.

At the same time, it is precisely because of the ruthlessness of heaven that all beings are treated equally.

Of course, all the living beings here do not include the Son of Destiny.

The Son of Heaven's Mandate is a person who is favored by God, and Heaven will take special care of him.

This kind of "care" is not only meticulous, but also far beyond others.

For example, Yang Xuan, if he can achieve this in his life, he cannot do without the "care" of Heavenly Dao, so that every time he encounters danger, he can save it from danger, and wherever he goes, he will find treasure.

However, this kind of "care" is not what Yang Xuan wants, nor does he want to be like a chess piece, letting Heavenly Dao manipulate his future.

The future is full of variables. If you follow the path arranged by heaven, you may be able to be a saint in the future, and you will be happy for a lifetime, but you will never be able to prove the Tao and live forever.

"My destiny is up to me. I want to break free from the shackles of my destiny, jump out of this chessboard, and use my own strength to realize the Dao."

Yang Xuan clenched his fists slightly, and his body faintly exuded a rebellious air, vowing to fight against that bullshit Heavenly Dao to the end.

The Dao of Heaven, that is, the destiny, governs the destiny of all beings in the world.

Whoever wants to try to reverse the fate has to get the consent of Heavenly Dao. If the other party does not agree, no matter how fierce you are, it will not help you, and it will only end in a tragic ending.

Under Heaven, everything is ants.

Those who obey the destiny, live!

Destiny defies, die!

It can be said that Yang Xuan is now violating the destiny and breaking the pre-determined situation, and he, who was originally the son of destiny, will definitely be abandoned by destiny and suffer the most cruel punishment.

In this regard, he only has ten thousand years to prepare.

Within 10,000 years, if you can't cultivate your own destiny, you will be mercilessly obliterated by the way of heaven.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Lan Caidie frowned slightly, only to feel that Yang Xuan at this moment seemed to have an obsession that made her heart palpitate.

"It's nothing, sister, tell me about your ancestor of the blood clan, I'm very curious about her experience."

Yang Xuan waved his hand, he was not going to talk to anyone about the destiny.

Even parents and daughters can't do it. This matter is extremely dangerous. You can't rely on others, you can only rely on yourself.

"As you can see, the nickname of the ancestor of my blood clan is called Jing Yao, and she was not born in the world of ten thousand demons. As for where she came from, I don't know."

After a pause, Lan Caidie changed the conversation and sighed faintly.

"However, the blood god art practiced by the ancestors has to cut off the emotions and desires step by step, but the ancestors were not reconciled and chose to do the opposite. If not, they may not have died under the thunder of heaven."

"My sister has also practiced the Blood God Art. It seems that I have to find an opportunity to help you improve this practice a little bit."

The higher Lan Caidie's cultivation, the less optimistic the situation would be, which made Yang Xuan have to pay attention.

At first, he only thought that Lan Caidie was due to his character, so he was indifferent and indifferent to everything.

But now it seems that the reason why Lan Caidie has become so cold is because of practicing a magic art.

This magic skill will subtly change her temperament and way of doing things.

"Here, this is the Blood God Secret Art. If you can change it, then help me change it."

Lan Caidie handed Yang Xuan a blood-colored jade slip, and said, "I am committed to you now, and I already have love in my heart, and it is difficult to be unfeeling. But it doesn't matter, I can accompany you all the way until old age and death, I am also satisfied."

Improving a practice method is much more difficult than cultivating a practice method.

What's more, the blood god art is still a world-class magic art. If it can be improved, why did the ancestors of the blood clan end up in a state of death in the past.

Lan Caidie just thinks about it, and knows that Yang Xuan is almost impossible to succeed, so saying this is just to comfort himself.

Of course, she can switch to other exercises, but once she does, her hard-won cultivation will be lost.

"With me here, even if you want to die, you can't die. It's nothing more than a blood dao magic art. Even if I can't improve it, there are people who can help me."

Yang Xuan put the blood-colored jade slip between his eyebrows, looked at it with concentration, and found that the blood god formula was really broad and profound, making him unable to start. Fortunately, there was still a master sleeping in his creation black lotus.

I think that as long as the Pangu Axe Spirit wakes up, the Blood God Art can be optimized, so that Lan Caidie can practice with ease in the future, and will not be disturbed by outsiders.

"Who are you talking about?" Lan Caidie was surprised.

"Secrets, it won't take long for you to know."

Yang Xuan sold the blood crystals one by one and let Yang Xinyi and Ji Yuechan choose one at will, while the rest of the blood crystals were handed over to Lan Caidie.

"These blood spring crystals, sister, take them all to practice, I will help you to refine them as soon as possible."

Yang Xuan said to Lan Caidie.

"This thing is also of great use to you. Otherwise, you can refine it, which can greatly increase the strength of your bloodline."

"There's no need for this, my body and bloodline are strong enough, I just need to leave a blood crystal to comprehend the profound meaning of life and death in it. To tell you the truth, I have practiced a body-refining supernatural power, which is exactly what I need. Only by comprehending the mysteries of life and death can this magical power be practiced to perfection."

"So, then I'll start cultivating. The higher my cultivation level is, the more I can really help you."

Lan Caidie agreed after thinking about it, and began refining blood crystals.

"Take this opportunity to practice."

Yang Xuan smiled at Ji Yuechan and Yang Xinyi. This underground treasure house of the blood clan is hidden and very safe, and it is a good place to practice.

"Alright."

Ji Yuechan nodded and found an open space with Yang Xinyi, holding a blood crystal in each hand and slowly refining it.

Yang Xuan didn't go to help, but stepped behind Lan Caidie, put one hand on Lan Caidie's vest, and with a strong yin and yang magic, forced Lan Caidie to quickly refine the blood crystal in front of her.

As the blood crystals turned into powder, Lan Caidie's cultivation base, full of blood emperor's aura, is also climbing...

Half a day later, Lan Caidie was the first to wake up, a tyrannical aura emanated from her body, rolled up the blood crystal powder all over the ground, and also awakened Ji Yuechan and Yang Xinyi who were cultivating with their eyes closed.