A few days later, in the Aparagodānīya State, a corner of the Spiritual Mountain.
Wenjing Daoren clutched her left shoulder. Her pretty face was pale and bloodless. Her aura was fluctuating, and the blood-colored gauze dress on her body was becoming brighter.
Behind Wenjing Daoren, the man and woman, who had transformed from the Primordial Beast, knelt on one knee. They were both injured.
More than half of the chest of the ferocious beast had caved in, and the bones around the injury were all broken. At this moment, he was only holding on with his magic power.
Upon closer inspection, the contour of the wound, which was the size of a basin, happened to be a cow hoof …
The atmosphere was a little depressing.
In front of Wenjing Daoren was the remains of a ferocious beast, and the pressure it exuded had yet to dissipate.
The corpse was over 20 feet long, and it looked like a black-furred bear. At this moment, the corpse was incomplete, and it was beyond recognition. Obviously, it had suffered a storm of attacks before it died.
On the other side of the broken body, several figures sat in the shadows. They were all Lao Dao with patched robes.
A Lao Dao's eyes shone as he stared at Wenjing Daoren's shoulder.
"Green Ox? Grand Supreme Elder's mount?
It's just a mount, yet it's able to beat you up so badly? "
Wenjing Daoren hurriedly said, "Deputy Hierarch, that green ox is very powerful and is also an ancient mutant. It's quite difficult to deal with!
He has a steel ring in his hand. It's a secret treasure refined by the Grand Supreme Elder. It can catch all kinds of Dharma treasures. He also has a fan. With just one wave, he sent us to outer space … "
"Bastard!"
Beside him, the short and fat Lao Dao scolded with a murderous aura, "You can't retrieve the Yuan Killer Sword and you're being forced into such a pathetic state by a mount. What's the use of Spirited Mountain!"
"Deputy Hierarch, it's … it's the Water God!"
Behind Wen Jing, the woman in the form of a ferocious beast immediately shouted.
"It's the Water God of the Celestial Court. He must have predicted this and ambushed the traitor Iron Fan long ago!"
The five Lao Dao looked at each other. The Lao Dao in the middle said in a deep voice,
"Is this true?"
Wen Jing frowned and pursed her lips, remaining silent.
The woman shouted in a trembling voice, "Please spare my life, Vice Hierarch. This matter is absolutely true!
We definitely won't be wrong about that Dao rune aura. Only the Water God family of that paper effigy exists in the Three Realms! "
Lao Dao and the others' gazes instantly sharpened.
The short and fat Lao Dao, who was used to playing the bad guy, immediately scolded, "Humph! Wen Jing, why didn't you report it before? "
Wenjing Daoren wanted to say something but hesitated. Her beautiful eyes showed some hesitation, as if she was weighing something.
The ferocious beast man raised his head and looked at Wen Jing's back. A sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth. He pretended to be in a difficult position and whispered,
"Deputy Hierarch, please don't blame Commander Wen Jing for this!
At that time, when the Water God appeared, we panicked. It was Commander Wen Jing who killed the Water God's avatar. Only then did we successfully escape and return to report this matter to the Deputy Hierarch. "
"What did you say?"
A Lao Dao immediately stood up and widened his eyes. He shouted, "Wen Jing, did you really kill the Water God's incarnation?"
Wenjing Daoren turned her head and glared at the man. The latter immediately lowered his head and seemed to be terrified.
Really? A battle between experienced actors.
"Bastard!"
The short and fat Lao Dao cursed, "A few days ago, Teacher ordered us not to provoke the Water God, Li Changgeng, in the next hundred years. Wen Jing, you also know about this. You actually killed the Water God's incarnation!
The Water God is vengeful and scheming. He will definitely take revenge on our spiritual mountain! "
Lao Dao, who was at the side, sighed and said, "Wen Jing, do you know that a senior brother once destroyed one of the Water God's incarnations? It was terrible. Zhao Gongming of Jie School targeted him. At that time, the Water God had yet to gain power.
Now that the Water God has been conferred the title of Taibai Jinxing and is in charge of the Great Tribulation … Are you still afraid that he will hate us less? "
Wenjing Daoren slowly closed her long and narrow phoenix-like eyes. There was a hint of helplessness and mockery in her eyes.
She sighed softly and said,
"If we don't kill the Water God's incarnation, I'm afraid none of us will be able to return.
If the Deputy Hierarch feels that Wen Jing has done something wrong, Wen Jing will accept her punishment.
However, in the end, he was a little indignant.
The Water God is only an incarnation of the Gold God realm. If we don't kill him, we won't be able to live. Why can't we kill him? "
"Wen Jing, who are you giving face to? You! "
The short-tempered, short and fat Lao Dao was reprimanding loudly when he suddenly heard a soft sigh. The loud voice of Lao Dao stopped.
A gray-robed figure strangely appeared in front of Wenjing Daoren.
There were no ripples in the universe!
The few Lao Dao hurriedly stood up and hurriedly bowed to the gray-robed figure.
"Teacher."
Wenjing Daoren's body trembled. She immediately lowered her head and knelt down. She did not dare to look up at the gray-robed Lao Dao.
This aura, this faint pressure …
The true pillar of the Western Sect, the Daoist guide of the six Saints!
"Wen Jing greets the Great Hierarch!"
"Yes," Jie Yin replied. His hands were hanging by his side, and his figure was slightly hunched. "Raise your head."
A few drops of cold sweat seeped out of Wenjing Daoren's pale face. Her Dao heart was cold.
The pressure of a Saint, the secret in her heart, and the close distance made her Dao heart almost lose control.
However, she was ultimately the ruthless Mosquito Daoren of the Primordial World. She was a Primordial Beast that had walked out of the sea of blood. Her Dao heart was really tough. At that moment, she slowly raised her head. Her long and narrow phoenix-like eyes were trembling.
Jie Yin's eyelids drooped. His gaze seemed to be able to see through Wen Jing's Dao heart!
At that moment, Wen Jing did not dare to say anything. Her Dao heart was blank. She forced herself to think about the small world war a few days ago …
The violent green ox tore the ferocious beast apart with both hands.
She tore apart the paper effigy of the Water God in a flash …
"Don't be afraid."
Daoist Jie Yin said that and took a step forward. He circled around Wenjing Daoren's figure and arrived in front of the man in the form of a ferocious beast.
"Look up."
The man's Adam's apple bobbed. He hurriedly raised his head and looked at the Saint … After a while, the wide sleeve of the Daoist robe swayed gently.
After a short while, the wide sleeves of the Daoist robe swayed gently. The man's eyes instantly dimmed, and his body suddenly collapsed, turning into a small pile of fine black sand.
There were no more fluctuations of living beings.
Daoist Jie Yin said slowly, "Wen Jing will be promoted to the leader of the Dark Guardians."
After saying that, Daoist Jie Yin's figure gradually faded. As the Lao Dao accepted the orders, he dissipated with the wind.
Wenjing Daoren's face was pale. She almost collapsed to the ground.
However, a smile appeared on her lips. She bowed to the depths of the spiritual mountain and thanked him.
"Thank you, Grand Master!"
The Lao Dao's expressions were a little complicated. When they looked at Wenjing Daoren's graceful figure, they revealed a gentle smile.
The short and fat Lao Dao, who had scolded Wen Jing the most fiercely just now, flicked his sleeve and turned to leave.
An hour later, in Wenjing Daoren's Cave Abode, a mosquito flew past.
With the sound of a mosquito, Daoist Wen Jing appeared and lay on the bed weakly. She heaved a long sigh of relief.
Damn it …
She felt as if she had survived a calamity. She could not help but recall the voice transmission from the Water God that she had heard a few days ago …
No, he was already Lord Taibai Jinxing.
"Wen Jing, it's me.
The ox spirit in front of you is the Grand Supreme Elder's mount. Its strength is above yours.
Your identity cannot be exposed even in front of the Grand Supreme Elder's ox.
Why don't you take this opportunity to kill one of my paper effigies? Later, bring one or two subordinates back to the spiritual mountain and use this opportunity to receive credit and consolidate your position in the spiritual mountain.
Adapt to the situation. Don't hesitate to attack me later. "
On the bed, Wenjing Daoren frowned slightly. She sensed the impact of the Saint's pressure on her just now. Her pale face quickly regained its color.
How long does Lord want me to hide in the Western Sect?
What do you want me to do here?
The leader of the Guardians was one of the three Guardians of the Western Sect. His status was second only to the Deputy Hierarch and was above the disciples of ordinary Saints.
Wenjing Daoren sighed softly …
This task was really getting harder and harder.
…
Wen Jing should be fine, right?
In a painting of a mural in the secret underground chamber of the Xiao Qiong Mount, Li Changshou's main body was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.
This time, he had asked Wenjing Daoren to "rashly attack" and kill one of his paper effigies to claim credit. It was still a little too rash and lacking in stability.
Although he thought that he had done it flawlessly, he had done it on purpose. It was easy for him to reveal some flaws.
Forget it, it's useless to think too much.
Wen Jing should have returned to the spiritual mountain by now. She was a Primordial Beast and a ruthless character of the Primordial World. If she encountered a dangerous situation, she would definitely be able to deal with it on her own. He did not have to worry too much about whether she would be exposed.
Wen Jing, who cherished her life so much, would definitely not joke around with her life.
I'm still worried that if the Western Sect gives Wen Jing too many benefits, will Wen Jing be soft-hearted when the time comes in the future …
His immortal senses captured Ling 'e's beautiful figure riding a cloud from the lake. Li Changshou's main body sat back on the bamboo chair and closed his eyes to focus. He continued to deal with the funeral matters.
The green ox and Iron Fan had survived a "small calamity" this time.
That day, the scene of the ox hammering the Primordial Beast stunned Iron Fan …
She knew that the green ox was extraordinary, but she did not expect it to be so domineering!
Aunt Wen, whom she had always been afraid of and in awe of, had actually been severely injured by her lover, whom she had entrusted her life to and was willing to sacrifice herself to protect …
Li Changshou's paper effigy, which appeared after the battle, had said something to Iron Fan that had changed many of Iron Fan's inherent impressions.
"Iron Fan, you have to try to trust the people around you. Don't always bear everything alone.
Many things that are difficult to you might be trivial to Senior Brother Green Ox. "
In an instant, the green ox's status in the family increased by a few levels!
"Buddy".
At the end of the intense battle in the valley, under Li Changshou's secret guidance, the green ox used the banana fan to create a Mysterious Yin Gale and sent Wenjing Daoren and the other two ferocious beasts tens of thousands of kilometers away.
Then, the green ox brought the silver-haired girl, who could not come back to her senses, and Li Changshou's paper effigy. They hurriedly left the Minor Chiliocosm and returned to the five continents.
Iron Fan had been targeted by the Western Sect. Naturally, he could not continue to travel.
And the most important thing was …
The green ox had been out for so long. It was time to return to his job.
Under Li Changshou's arrangements, Iron Fan was sent to the Shang Tribe of the South Continent and was taken care of by Kong Xuan. It happened to be a playmate with the reincarnation of the Seven Emotions.
The green ox would be like Ao Yi later. He would descend to the mortal world every once in a while to meet Iron Fan.
If he could get the Grand Supreme Elder's permission, it would be fine for the green ox to stay in the mortal world for a few more days.
Half a day ago, Li Changshou had already entrusted the golden rope to the green ox and asked it to bring it back to the Tushita Palace.
The matter of searching for the ox came to an end.
Speaking of which, why are the green ox and Grandpa Chao so fast?
Are they really not worried about the future calamity?
Li Changshou could only smile at that. Taking advantage of the fact that everything was stable and the Western Sect was unhappy, he reviewed the arrangements for the Great God-Conferment Tribulation a few more times.
He had to be careful when fighting against the heavens. It would not be too much to be stable.
As a result, a more serious question was placed in front of Li Changshou.
Should he allocate some of his energy to comprehend the Eight-Nine Arcane Art and change from "casual cultivation" to "studying hard" so that he could enter the last two realms?
Li Changshou had already sensed that the Eight-Nine Arcane Art was not perfect. To the human race, they lacked the naturally powerful bodies of the Magi. They would always have regrets when cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
However, the Lady of Earth had already entrusted the Yama Lord to hand the solution to that problem to Li Changshou.
The essence blood of the Ancestral Magi.
Nine was the extreme of the Yang number, and eight was the extreme of the Yin number. For example, the "Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams" had many meanings in the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
Of course, it could also be understood that the name of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art represented the lack of "one point" and could not return to the origin.
Perhaps that was the obstruction of the Heavenly Dao. Perhaps the Lady of Earth could not deduce this cultivation technique to perfection. In the end, she had to use the essence blood of the Ancestral Magi to make up for the shortcomings.
Li Changshou tried to deduce for a few days and realized that the power of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art with the help of the Ancestral Magi's essence blood was very different from that of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art without the help of the Ancestral Magi's essence blood.
If he could obtain the help of the Ancestral Magi's essence blood and cultivate this mysterious technique to the extreme, he would be able to have another mystical ability —
As long as his essence soul did not die, his physical body could be reborn at any time!
Although there were thousands of body cultivation techniques left behind in the Primordial World, only this mysterious technique could achieve that.
Apart from wasting his energy and diverting his comprehension of the Great Dao of Equalization, what harm could there be in cultivating this technique?
Actually, there was nothing. Overall, he could have more life-saving methods.
Why don't I cultivate for decades?
From that moment to the time the six Saints rushed to the Purple Cloud Palace to discuss the God-Conferment matter, the past few decades were rare.
Li Changshou hesitated for a few days. In the end, he made up his mind to adjust the surveillance level of the Celestial Court, the Immortal Alliance, and the Heaven Ascension Hall to the lowest level that he could accept. He began to study the Eight-Nine Arcane Art with all his might.
He was immersed in it and could not extricate himself.
Li Changshou gave up on the comprehension that he had obtained from "casual training" previously. He started to carefully analyze and comprehend from the beginning. He almost reached the point where he forgot about Yun 'e.
As a result, the frequency at which he walked out of the secret chamber decreased greatly.
Every time Ling 'e saw her senior brother, she realized that he was either frowning and deep in thought or meditating quietly. It was rare for him to be so focused on his cultivation.
Senior Brother … Has he encountered a bottleneck?
Ling 'e thought about that and could only burn a few more incense sticks in front of her master's memorial tablet. She wished her senior brother that he could break through the bottleneck as soon as possible.
At the same time, Ling 'e temporarily sacrificed her cultivation and took the initiative to help her senior brother pay attention to the matters of the Immortal Alliance. She helped him share some trivial matters.
What shocked Ling 'e was that her senior brother had been in such a state for more than ten years!
Is Senior Brother thinking about how to become a Saint?
Is he going to kill the Three Corpses?
What kind of profound entrance would it be to be able to block Senior Brother's bottleneck for more than ten years!?!
Ling 'e became more and more worried.
Fortunately, Li Changshou did not go into seclusion for a long time. Every few months, he would go out and walk around. He would deal with various matters and guide Long Ji in her cultivation.
Although Ling 'e was worried, she did not dare to ask too much. She was afraid that she would put more pressure on her senior brother.
In the sixteenth year of cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art seriously, Li Changshou began to refine some Spirit Pills and soak in a medicinal bath. He began to cultivate some ordinary sword techniques, spear techniques, and fist techniques. He began to set up some lightning, fire, water, and wind arrays. Then, he strolled into the array formation and enjoyed the bombardment of the array formation …
That day, Li Changshou had just walked out of the killing array outside the Pill Chamber. He was refreshed and his eyes were clear. There was a faint smile on his lips as he deduced the wonders of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art in his heart.
Finally, he experienced the comfortable feeling of having an epiphany before becoming an immortal again …
"Senior … Senior Brother?"
"Huh?"
Li Changshou composed himself and looked at Ling 'e, who was dressed in her training attire. He asked warmly, "What's wrong?"
"Senior Brother." Ling 'e asked worriedly, "Have you been stuck at the bottleneck for too long? Your Dao heart is a little unstable?"
Then, Ling 'e leaned over and rubbed Li Changshou's arm.
She said gently, "Actually, there's no need to give yourself too much pressure. Cultivation can't be rushed.
There are many people who have been stuck at the bottleneck for hundreds or thousands of years. Senior Brother, you've only been stuck for more than ten years. It's very common. "
Li Changshou was rendered speechless.
"I'm actually practicing a mysterious technique," Li Changshou said seriously. "At the later stages of this mysterious technique, I need to borrow the powers of Heaven and Earth to temper my body and essence soul. I'm just using the array formation to get lucky."
Ling 'e blinked. "Mysterious technique?"
"Here." Li Changshou handed a jade token over. "It was given to me by the Lady of Earth. I have some annotations inside. You don't have to cultivate. Just take a look."
Ling 'e asked softly, "Senior Brother, is it because my aptitude is too poor that I can't cultivate?"
"No, this cultivation technique requires you to suffer a little. It won't be of much use to you," Li Changshou said. "Moreover, if you don't control it properly, you will become … Lingli's figure."
Ling 'e's slender hand trembled as she stuffed the jade token back into Li Changshou's hand. She immediately took three steps back and cupped her fists at Li Changshou.
"Farewell. There's no need. Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Li Changshou smiled and did not say anything. He put away the jade token that he had prepared for Yang Jian and said, "Go and call Lingli over."
After saying that, he floated back to the Pill Chamber with his hands behind his back and prepared to refine Spirit Pills that could strengthen his body.
Not long after, Ling 'e rushed over with Xiong Lingli.
Li Changshou asked Xiong Lingli a simple question.
"Do you want to become stronger?"
Xiong Lingli nodded decisively. There was a hint of anticipation on her cute face as she whispered, "Cousin, I'm a fool for cultivating the Essence Soul Dao.
There are many principles that I can't comprehend. I haven't been able to become an immortal after so many years … Hehe, I haven't been able to really abstain from food.
Heh heh, I haven't been able to really abstain from eating, it's quite embarrassing.
Li Changshou stopped what he was doing and took out a wine pot from his chest pocket.
He smiled and said, "You have the bloodline of the Magi to begin with. Now that you have cultivated the Dao Sect for a long time, it has indeed proved that you can't take this path."
Xiong Lingli sighed in disappointment.
Ling 'e hurriedly said, "Aunt-Master Lingli, don't be anxious. Senior Brother must have a way to help you increase your strength."
"That's right." Li Changshou pushed the wine pot in his hand over with immortal power. "There's half a drop of the power of the Magi's essence blood in here. Moreover, it's the most stable and gentle essence blood of the Lady of Earth.
I've deduced that this is the limit of what you can endure.
Next, you will drink a mouthful of this wine every month and cultivate this cultivation technique at the same time. "
As he spoke, Li Changshou took out two portraits from his sleeve and spread them out in front of Xiong Lingli.
"In order to make it easier for you to comprehend, I've made the circulation path of the Dharma powers in my body and various cultivation techniques into a picture. Can you understand it?"
Xiong Lingli nodded heavily, her eyes filled with excitement.
Hence, decades later …
…
It had only been three years and four months since the Dao Ancestor had set the date for the six Saints to go to the Purple Cloud Palace to discuss the God-Conferment matter.
Li Changshou had been cultivating peacefully in the mountains for the past few decades. That made Ling'e rather happy …
On this day, Li Changshou ended the research stage of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art and officially came out of seclusion. He found Ling'e, who had just finished comprehending the Dao by the lake. He reminded Ling'e not to go out. He had something to do.
The corners of Ling'e's mouth twitched slightly.
She muttered, "Senior Brother, what you should be worried about now is not me going out, but someone coming to our Xiao Qiong Mount."
"Ah, you're right."
Li Changshou sighed softly and looked at the "mountain" beside the lake that had appeared at some point in time.
"Huh?"
Sensing Li Changshou's gaze, the peak of the mountain that was thousands of feet tall slowly twisted, revealing a huge "cute face".
Xiong Lingli!
She was squatting on the ground. She raised her extremely thick arm that was thousands of feet long and shook it "slightly" at Li Changshou.
A thunderous "booing" exploded by the lake, causing waves on the surface of the water.
"Cousin! You — Are — Out — "
Ling'e could not help but support her forehead with one hand. Li Changshou rejoiced in his heart.
Fortunately, under the effect of the witch's blood essence, this fellow no longer needed to eat. Otherwise, the Xiao Qiong Mount would have gone bankrupt a few years ago!
Li Changshou asked loudly, "How have you been feeling recently?"
"I've become stronger and stronger!"
Xiong Lingli's face was filled with joy. She sent a voice transmission in detail, "Didn't you say that you want me to go to the Celestial Court to be a gatekeeper? When are we going there?"
"We're just waiting for you to master the transformation technique." Li Changshou put his hands in his sleeves and admired Xiong Lingli's majestic figure.
Tsk, another valiant general.
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