Chapter 268 - : Ananda’s Blood Tears
Chapter 268: Ananda’s Blood Tears
Jiang Li took out a jade basin and placed it on the chest and hands of the statue.
The blood tears dripped down the statue’s handsome face.
Jiang Li could sense that the two wills in the Thousand Hands Divine Statue were colliding at an accelerated speed.
The blood energy that entered the statue stimulated the chaotic will in the flesh of the Asura.
This chaotic will and the slight Buddhist faith power of all living beings accelerated the collision, causing his fourth Parallel Mind to enter a state of epiphany.
The blood tears were the product of the collision.
Epiphany was a status that Jiang Li yearned for greatly.
If this could happen to Jiang Li’s main body, he would be able to stay in a permanent state of epiphany. Jiang Li’s cultivation would progress at rocket speed.
From then on, he would be the most powerful hero in the world…
Unfortunately, his opportunity did not come. Instead, the fourth Parallel Mind that had been born less than four hours ago began its epiphany.
Jiang Li was helpless and could only look at the two drops of blood tears flowing into the basin.
What he saw surprised him.
The blood tears seemed to have a power and nature similar to the blood of madness, but it did not seem chaotic?
He scanned it with an appraisal.
[Name: Ananda’s Blood Tears]
[Type: Material]
[Quality: High]
[Source: Thousand Hands Divine Statue]
[Description: A Stable Lubricant]
[Primary Element: Blood of Madness]
[Secondary Element: Faith of All Life]
[Note: One thought leads to Buddha or Demon, one sigh leads to love or hatred, forget everything to attain emptiness.]
Ananda’s blood tears?
This appraisal result was quite interesting. It reminded him of a story he had heard in the previous world.
This so-called Ananda should be referring to one of the ten principal disciples of Buddha in his previous life, Venerable Ananda.
Legend had it that before the disciple of the Buddha, Ananda, became a monk, he met a young girl in his life and fell in love with her.
Ananda said to Buddha, “I’ve fallen for a woman of this world.”
Buddha asked Ananda, “How much do you like this woman?”
Ananda replied: “I’m willing to transform into a stone bridge and suffer the five hundred years of wind, sun, and rain. I only hope that she can pass by the bridge.”
Buddha told Ananda, “Ananda, even then, she will only pass through. Having already transformed into a stone bridge, the only thing that will stay with you are the wind and rain.”
Buddha asked Ananda, “After understanding everything, do you still want to suffer all these just for that encounter?”
In the end, Ananda still turned into a stone bridge. After 1,500 years of rain, sun, and wind, the woman finally passed by the bridge, but she did not look back.
Just for this moment when the woman passed by the bridge, Ananda gave up on cultivation and was willing to endure the suffering of the world.
In the end, after that encounter, he came to a realization and devoted himself to Buddhism.
As for that woman, she was actually not a mortal. Her name was Prakrti, and she was an Asura of extreme desires.
Putting aside the legend of his previous life which was treated as a love story, reinterpreting this story with the situation in the Nine Provinces, perhaps the truth was…
Ananda was bewitched by the Asura of desire Prakrti and fell into the mortal world to endure the thousand-year-old love tribulation. In the end, he completed his sublimation under the cleansing of the mortal world. He gained great enlightenment and finally became Venerable Ananda.
On the other hand, the blood tears before Jiang Li’s eyes were precisely the chaotic and crazy will of the Asura World. It mixed together with the bitter will of all living beings in the world and collided with each other, and it created a product during the epiphany of the Thousand Hands Divine Statue clone.
Therefore, the name of these two drops of blood tears was appraised as “Ananda’s Blood Tears”.
It did not have a direct relationship with Venerable Ananda, but it was still related in some sense. Just based on this name, Jiang Li felt that it was not simple.
In the description, Ananda’s blood tears could be used as a stable lubricant.
What should it be used to lubricate?
A thought suddenly flashed through Jiang Li’s mind.
Then, he turned his head and searched the deepest depths of the coffin space, finding a jar covered in layers of seals.
Jiang Li had placed it in the safest place in the coffin space, and it was sealed like this, so it could be seen how much he valued this blood.
The source of this blood was the Asura Lord who had more than 800 arms and was hundreds of thousands of feet tall during the Hundred Tempering Mountain battle. He had punched the spatial rift and expanded it!
It was still an unknown existence to Jiang Li.
At that time, the Asura Lord had punched the spatial crack, causing it to expand hundreds of times. However, he was also injured and bleeding.
A portion of the blood that flowed out penetrated the spatial crack and dripped onto Hundred Tempering Mountain.
A portion of the blood was used by the higher-ups of the Hundred Tempering Mountain.
The rest was here.
When Jiang Li followed the Wind Protection Giant to the center, he quickly put away the remaining blood.
The value of blood of such an existence was without a doubt, but Jiang Li had always been unable to utilize it.
Even the sword cultivator clone that had been modified by the blood of madness could not easily withstand it.
Perhaps he could try to fuse it with Ananda’s blood tears.
After removing the seal layer by layer, the demonic aura inside gradually began to leak out.
When he dismantled the seal to the innermost layer, Jiang Li discovered that the talisman papers inside had actually been corroded and tainted.
What a domineering power of chaos, as expected of the blood of an Asura Lord.
When he opened the jar inside, a sticky red liquid that was still churning like magma appeared before Jiang Li.
He carefully took out two drops and placed them in another porcelain bowl. He sealed this jar of Asura’s blood again and added more than ten powerful seals.
It was time to give it a try.
Jiang Li mixed the two drops of Ananda’s blood tears with the blood of madness.
The four drops of liquid fused together, but their volume did not increase. There were still two drops.
The blood that was still boiling immediately calmed down.
The two drops of blood mixed together did not produce any intense reaction, but it made the originally restless blood calm and controllable.
This had never happened before.
Jiang Li thought for a moment before taking a drop and dripping it into his palm.
The corrosion that even a Nascent Soul cultivator could not resist had actually completely disappeared. It was now as gentle as a drop of water.
However, if the madness became so gentle, would the original power disappear?
A stream of pure Nine Nether spiritual qi surged into his palm and mixed with this drop of blood of madness.
At some point, a deep red light blossomed in his palm. A high-density energy ball rapidly swelled like a balloon. From the size of an egg, it swelled to the height of a person in a short period of time.
Jiang Li, whose face was almost touching the ball, could feel the destructive power inside.
Was this thing… going to explode!?