Chapter 161: The Shura Clan Releases the Shura Whip

“The decline of flesh and blood?”

Guang Chengzi slowly understood the name and suddenly smiled: “What a good name! Uncle Master’s naming really hits the root of the problem. Thank you Uncle Master for helping me out earlier.”

The Styx Patriarch said unhappily, “You obviously had a plan long ago, and you were just waiting for me to rescue you. Forget it, I’m not interested in knowing how you got into conflict with those three people.

I originally wanted you to come so that I could help me create the Shura race. After all, you were watching when the human race was born, so I think you must have a lot of insights.

But I just listened to the sermon of the Goddess Nuwa, and she focused on how to create life, so I don’t need you. Lend me the whip of creation. I am not interested in slowly making them one by one.”

After hearing this, Guangchengzi took out a long green whip without saying a word. It was the gourd vine that Nuwa used to create the human race. Now it should be called the Creation Whip.

The gourd vine contains the petals, lotus stems and roots of the twenty-four-grade green lotus of creation. They are of extremely high quality and can immediately become a spiritual treasure once they are nurtured by good luck.

However, Guangchengzi deliberately sealed the gourd vine at that time, so it has always retained its spiritual body.

It was not until Nuwa gave Guangchengzi a layer of human luck and fortune, and with the nourishment of this human luck, that the gourd vine finally turned into a magical treasure named the Creation Whip.

However, looking at the whip in his hand, Guangchengzi didn’t know whether it was good or bad.

As a sacred object of creation, the Whip can beat and kill everyone. It can beat the leaders of the human race or kill ordinary mortals. No matter whether you are a great Hunyuan or a free and easy immortal, as long as you are born in the human race, one whip will immediately destroy your body and soul, and you will never be reborn.

Therefore, for the human race, the human whip is much more terrifying than the innate treasure.

The innate treasure can be resisted by some things, but the man-made whip can hit anyone it wants. No one can stop it. Even if there is a saint protecting it, the man-made whip can directly hit his soul through the connection between luck.

But the Creation Whip can only be used to beat humans. If used to beat aliens, it can only exert its original power. In fact, because it is a treasure of creation, its power is much weaker than similar treasures.

Therefore, Guangchengzi didn’t know whether it was good or bad that this thing became like this, but the human race was already the eternal protagonist race in the prehistoric times, so it couldn’t be that bad.

The old man of the Styx took the Creation Whip, rubbed it carefully for a moment, and understood the power of the whip. The expression on his face became a little strange, and it was obvious that he had never seen such a treasure.

However, he didn’t care whether this treasure was good or bad, as long as it could help him create the Shura clan.

The ancestor of the Styx brought Guangchengzi back to the filthy sea of ​​blood and casually threw the Three Lights Gourd to Guangchengzi. Then he used some magic and a long three-colored river suddenly rushed out from somewhere in the filthy sea of ​​blood. It was all the Three Lights Holy Water!
Seeing so much Three Lights Divine Water, Guangchengzi was also extremely surprised. He didn’t know that the Three Lights Gourd had such power.

However, when he thought that the filthy sea of ​​blood was the water treasure among the three treasures of the earth, he felt relieved.

Even though the Three Lights Holy Water is the gathering of starlight, it is, after all, holy water and will naturally be affected by the filthy sea of ​​blood.

In addition to these three holy waters, the ancestor of the Styx also brought out boundless bloody evil energy. He did not want to create a race that could cure diseases and save lives, and he was not practicing the great way of life.

The bloody aura was too dense, causing an endless and terrifying vision in the void. Fortunately, these two people were unusual, so they continued to move downwards without changing their expressions or beating their hearts.

But in the sea of ​​blood, besides these two people, there is another unique life.

“What are you doing?”

A pitch-black six-winged black mosquito quietly lay on a blood lotus, looking at the two people in front of it in confusion.

Being born in the sea of ​​blood, it is naturally not an ordinary creature, but a drop of dirty blood in Pangu’s navel. As the navel turned into a sea of ​​filthy blood, the drop of dirty blood also changed its shape and became the first mosquito in the prehistoric world, which is born with the ability to absorb the blood of all spirits.

Logically, this mosquito should be the lord of the filthy sea of ​​blood, but unfortunately he was born too late. The ancestor of the Styx was born first and took the position of the lord of the sea of ​​blood. In the end, he could only hide somewhere in the sea of ​​blood.

He usually regards the ancestor of the Styx as his mortal enemy and wants to take back the filthy sea of ​​blood all the time, but unfortunately he never has the chance.

Today, seeing the old man of the Styx fiddling with these weird things again, it couldn’t hold back its curiosity, so it came over to take a peek.

However, the mosquito thought that its hiding method was very sophisticated, but it didn’t know that the two men had already discovered it.

Guang Chengzi looked at the black mosquito floating in the sea of ​​blood and asked curiously, “Uncle Minghe, this black mosquito is a drop of dirty blood from the great god Pangu. Don’t you want to kill it to prevent future troubles?”

The ancestor of the Styx had just taken out the Nine Heavens Xirang and was constantly mixing the bloody evil energy with the Three Lights Divine Water, trying to create the first Shura.

Hearing this, he didn’t even raise his head and said calmly, “Why should I kill him? I just happen to feel bored and this black mosquito is just right to entertain me. Moreover, I calculated that he will have an opportunity in the future. When he takes this opportunity, I will settle accounts with him so that it won’t be wasted.”

Guangchengzi nodded as if he understood. Although this sentence was a little difficult to understand, its meaning was that killing the black mosquito now would give too little, and the old man of the Styx looked down on him, so he deliberately let him go and would kill him when he was fatter in the future.

Just like raising pigs, eating small piglets is boring, only big fat pigs are good. As the Styx Patriarch continued to move, a ferocious-looking Shura, although he had not yet enlightened his life, had already shown his aura of killing everything in the world.

Seeing that this male Shura was so ferocious, the old man of the Styx was not worried but happy, and then began to shape the female Shura.

Unlike the extremely ugly appearance of male Shuras, female Shuras are charming and beautiful, each with their own style. The only thing in common is the extremely bloodthirsty aura.

However, the Styx Patriarch gradually stopped kneading and frowned, “No, it still doesn’t work. I thought that I could create the Shura Clan after getting some insights from Nuwa, but I didn’t expect that I still lacked this little bit. Do I have to stop again?”

Guangchengzi leaned over to take a look and found that this Shura was good in every way, but the most crucial point was that it could not reproduce itself.

After a man and a woman have intercourse, they should produce offspring, but these male and female Asuras only produce bodies, not souls.

But it makes sense. The filthy sea of ​​blood has the word “blood” in its name, so it is naturally able to gather all the blood and energy of the ancient times. Unless there are special means, the flesh and blood will flow into the sea of ​​blood after death.

But it is only flesh and blood. The soul will be free from the shackles of the body and float freely between heaven and earth.

Either they are taken in by the Heavenly Dao and transformed into new souls, or they enter into some desperate situation and are crushed into dust. In the end, they gain some opportunities to cultivate as souls.

Because the filthy sea of ​​blood does not absorb souls, the ancestor of the Styx has done in-depth research on the path of flesh and blood, but he does not have that many insights on the path of souls.

Therefore, the Shura clan that was created could not give birth to new life with soul after reproduction, and could only be a pool of rotten meat.

At this time, the Styx Patriarch looked at Guangchengzi and asked, “Boy, do you have any ideas? You are practicing the Yin-Yang Dao, so you should be very clear about these things.”

Guang Chengzi smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, “Grandmaster, you think too highly of me. I am only a Golden Immortal. If I want to use the Yin-Yang Dao to evolve life, I must at least be in the Primordial Realm. If that is not possible, then Grandmaster, please work harder and gather souls yourself. This is also a solution.”

The old man of the Styx thought so too. Now that the arrow was on the string, it had to be shot.

He was a little impulsive before and had mixed all of the Nine Heavens Xirang with the Three Lights Divine Water and the Blood Evil Energy, destroying the stability between the three.

Over time, these three things will gradually return to ordinary things, turning into ordinary soil, water, and blood.

The Three Lights Divine Water and the Blood Evil Energy were not so difficult to deal with. At most he would just have to spend some time gathering them. However, there was not enough Nine Heavens Xi Ran to provide for him to create a new race.

Guangchengzi contributed all the Nine Heavens Xirang on his body to Nuwa to create humans. The Xirang on the body of the Styx Ancestor might be the last bit of it in the prehistoric world.

There may be a little bit in other high mountain veins, but there will definitely not be so many.

The ancestor of the Styx sighed and had to bite the bullet and continue to fabricate Shura.

After imitating the goddess Nuwa and creating one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred, the ancestor of the Styx used the whip of creation to dip into the remaining mud and water, and then he hit the air. Countless mud spots fell down, and finally all turned into ordinary Shuras.

Then he threw the Creation Whip to Guangchengzi, blew out a breath of blood, and immediately enlightened the lives of countless Shuras.

Roar!
As the first Shura roared, more Shuras came to life and continued to roar in this sea of ​​blood. They even fought each other. They started killing each other as soon as they were born. They were indeed a race born with the intention of killing.

At this moment, the Styx Patriarch took action and immediately stopped all the Asuras from wreaking havoc. He then said loudly: “From now on, you are the Asura clan. Men are called Asuras and women are called Rakshasa.”

Although these Asuras were crazy and extremely bloodthirsty, they were not fools. Under the intimidation of the Styx Patriarch, they were naturally very well-behaved and responded loudly: “Children obey your command!”

The Styx Patriarch was very satisfied with this, and then pointed at the first Asura and the first Rakshasa, saying: “You are the first pair of Asuras I personally created, and from now on you will become the first Asura clan.

I will grant you a name, and from now on you will be called Indra and his consort Uma, and you will marry each other and develop the way for many Asuras to reproduce. “

Emperor Shitian and his consort Uma were not dissatisfied with this, but knelt down and kowtowed very straightforwardly, saying: “We obey your orders and will not let our ancestors down.”

At this time, the Styx Patriarch pointed at Guangchengzi and said to the many Asuras: “This is the Saint Master of the Asura Clan. He has an equal position with me in the Asura Clan. If I am not here, you must listen to his orders. If you offend him, you will be killed immediately!”

The Asuras shouted, “My son obeys your command.”

Guangchengzi nodded slightly and said nothing. He was holding the Creation Whip at the moment, feeling the new changes produced by the whip, and his face couldn’t help but look a little strange.

“The Creation Whip has turned into the Shura Whip again? Creating the Shura Whip? Does this mean that they want me to create more races?”

　I was a bit busy at work today, so I only have two photos.

　
(End of this chapter)