The air mass composed of gold and purple colors instantly turned into gold and purple and red colors. The moment Yi Hong's heart blood entered, a rich breath of life suddenly rose from the entire fallen leaf valley.

Even the huge blood lake in the valley has rippled, and the distant mountains and nearby trees are full of vitality everywhere.

This aura comes from which Hongmeng Origin Pill.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Taoist Hongfeng shouted: "Ning!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Monk immediately joined the Red Maple Taoist and quickly formed seals with both hands, and the Hongmeng Origin Pill was reduced to the size of millet grains again.

At this time, Taoist Hongfeng shouted again: "Will it!"

Tang Monk immediately flew up, and a lotus throne suddenly appeared in the sky. Tang Monk sat upright on it, with a golden bowl in his left hand and a Zen stick in his right hand.

His body is full of Buddha light and his treasure is solemn. He murmured and chanted the scriptures: "If I hear this, my soul will return, and use the Buddha's sandalwood to reveal my merits..."

Amid his loud chanting, "Sun Wukong" opened his eyes in confusion, looked up at Tang Monk in the air, and then turned to look at Taoist Hongfeng and Yi Hong.

Taoist Hongfeng snorted: "What are you looking at? Don't let me down my kindness, why don't you go quickly!"

"Sun Wukong" heard this, his eyes were slightly dimmed, and he lowered his head to think.

Taoist Hongfeng urged again: "Hurry up! I can't hold on!"

"Sun Wukong" looked up again, but this time he looked straight at Yi Hong's pale face.

The two of them looked at each other, but they didn't say anything.

"Thanks for your hard work."

After a long time, I didn't see "Sun Wukong" speak, but Yi Hong understood this sentence.

The next moment, the black gas that formed "Sun Wukong" quickly dissipated and changed, becoming a thin strand, and quickly plunged into the original pill of Hongmeng.

The Hongmeng Origin Pill has grown from small to large, and it took a few breaths to calm down and float in the air.

At this time, Taoist Hongfeng and Tang Seng both looked very weak. After a big battle, they each extracted their origins, and everyone was tired.

Tang Monk fell from the air, and Taoist Hongfeng also sat cross-legged and sat in a circle with Yi Hong and the other two.

Yi Hong looked up at the Hongmeng Origin Pill floating in the air, holding a mouthful of old complaints in his heart, not knowing whether he should vomit or not.

The Hongmeng Origin Pill is brown all over and has some fine and dense hair on it. The key is that it looks neither round nor square, and is a bit irregular.

Isn’t this a kiwi? If I don’t study hard, don’t lie to me!

He pointed to "kiwi" and asked, "We have to work hard to save the Great Sage...and then, he became like this?"

Taoist Hongfeng closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, but did not speak.

Tang Monk explained: "Fortunately, I have never been disgraced. The purple qi of Hongmeng is the heaven, the spiritual light of my Buddha is the earth, and your essence and blood are the human beings. Wukong has these three talents to shape his body and body. He only needs to be warmed for a thousand years, and he will return to his position after fighting and defeating the Buddha. Good, good!"

"Healing for thousands of years? Has it been so long, and waiting for a thousand years to pass, does he still remember who we are?"

"It's just a thousand years, it's very short. It's just a closure."

OK, you are gods, you have the final say.

Yi Hong sighed and said, "I can't compete with the gods for a longer life." Fortunately, as he can practice seriously in the future, he can also look forward to immortality and other things.

Tang Monk spoke for three times, his tired face turned pale, as if he was about to fall asleep. Yi Hong felt a little distressed, so he had to endure the old joke about "kiwi fruit" and asked them with concern:

"You are in a bad state. Why don't you find a place to adjust your breath? It's not a big deal to always sit on this roof."

Tang Monk looked relieved: "It is rare that you are filial and understand how to be considerate."

Yi Hong: "I mainly think that there is a blood lake below and a roof above. If there is something wrong, there is no place to eat."

"What is a meal?"

"Ah... nothing is fine." Yi Hong said excitedly, got up and came to the side of Taoist Hongfeng, grabbed Taoist Hongfeng with both hands and pinched them, and asked:

"Sister Hongfeng, how are you doing? If you need to speak, you are in a good health!"

Taoist Hongfeng had no feelings for his salty pig hands, and said without opening his eyes: "If you really have the energy, just refine this blood lake into a blood pill, which will be of great benefit to you in the future."

Yi Hong looked at the vast blood lake and his mouth twitched.

In this entire blood lake, countless heavenly soldiers were first promoted to the first-level Taoist soldiers from the sky, and the first-level Taoist soldiers were beaten into meat paste and trained into blood pills? Who dares to eat it?

This method sounds evil, and this girl doesn't look like a good person!

Yi Hong shook his head: "What is blood pill? Let's not talk about how I can't refine elixirs. Even if I can refine elixirs, I won't eat this blood pill! Isn't it disgusting!"

Tang Monk pointed to the tip of the lightning rod on the top of the Chanfeng Palace and explained: "This is the Hongmeng Treasure Tree, which is transformed by the roots of the Immortal of the Red Maple, which can purify all evil in the world. What is in this blood lake is no longer blood, but pure essence."

No wonder Bajie had no resistance to falling into the blood lake, so that's it.

But despite this, Yi Hong still expressed his firm rejection.

Everyone knows that the toilet is not much different from the bowl when it is clean, but except for the idiots who live a good life, who would really eat and drink water with the toilet?

However, when it comes to pure natural essence, Yi Hong thought of some use of the jade plate of creation.

He thought about it and asked the Taoist Hongfeng: "Sister Hongfeng, do you think there is a possibility that I will use the Jade Plate of Creation to make some body without souls and body, and then pull the souls of others into it, so that they can practice in your thirty-level heaven?"

Taoist Hongfeng frowned: "It is impossible to keep the soul in one's own way. Cultivating immortals emphasizes the soul and essence. All things in the world have a way to cultivate immortals, and the body is not very important. But, what do you ask, whose soul do you plan to place in?"

Yi Hong said: "I'm just asking you this. What I want to rely on is a large number of mortal souls. Do you have any way to allow mortal souls to freely communicate with the mortal world and the thirty-level heaven?"

"What's the difficulty? It can capture people's souls, even ordinary ghosts and elves can do it. However, if the mortal soul comes here, he will die in the mortal world. Why do you do this?"

Tang Monk was also shocked: "Amitabha, this matter hurts the world, don't have any evil thoughts."

Yi Hong shook his head: "Then we must not let them die. Can we set a time, for example, let the souls of these mortals stay here every few hours, and then return them when they are done."

Taoist Hongfeng and Tang Seng both looked constipated when they heard this, and they didn't know what Yi Hong was thinking.

Tang Seng asked directly: "What do you want to do? Tell me clearly."

Yi Hong scratched his head: "Master, Sister Hongfeng, have you heard of the Fourth Natural Disaster?"
Chapter completed!