Chapter 188: Mist Gauze Heavenly Law
Zhang Xiangling thought for a moment and said, “Although the Guo Lu Society is a rebel group, Hong, Hong… and others are ultimately pleading for the people. Master Zhang doesn’t want to chill the hot blood of righteous people?”
The middle-aged Daoist said expressionlessly, “Read fewer Martial World storybooks. Those books like 《Three Heroes and Five Gallants》 must be burned for you.”
Zhang Xiangling immediately wilted and drooped her head.
Looking at these ordinary mortals in front of him, even though Zhang Xiangling was his blood relative within three degrees of kinship, the middle-aged Daoist still felt quite bored.
He could only use words not altered by ‘Mist Gauze Heavenly Law’ that ordinary people could understand, and said,
“I’m just purely displeased with the people of Yue Shan Daoist Academy. A bunch of poor scholars full of ‘this and that’, how would they know… the mighty power of immortals in martial arts?”
Xu Hong, Zhang Xiangling, and the old man heard this, lowered their eyes to their noses, and said nothing.
At this time, one must absolutely not refute the middle-aged Daoist’s words.
The middle-aged Daoist hits hard, and it hurts a lot.
The middle-aged Daoist said, “Qianning Country is revisiting the Sacred Dynasty, outsiders haven’t arrived yet, but our own people are already beating each other’s brains out… These people seem to have forgotten that the three acres and a third of land in Wuqing County is also the hunting ground of our Ao Shan Daoist Academy!”
His words contained hidden killing intent.
The temperature in the shed seemed to drop a few degrees.
Even Xu Hong couldn’t help but feel shocked.
A moment later, the middle-aged Daoist restrained the cold light in his eyes and instructed,
“You split into two groups. Zhang Wei, you disguise yourself and hide in the shadows to investigate which forces in Wuqing County are colluding with Yue Shan Daoist Academy; Zhang Xiangling and Xu Hong, you two take this Hong, Hong…”
That blood-soaked figure sprawled across the horse’s back suddenly said,
“My name is Hong Lao Wu.”
“Oh, Little Red.” The middle-aged Daoist continued, “Zhang Xiangling, you two take Little Red and swagger through, see if you can draw out any more people.”
Hong Lao Wu’s breathing quickened slightly, but he chose to remain silent.
Wait, Master Zhang, you seem to have forgotten something extremely important!
Xu Hong heard this, showed an anxious expression, and said,
“Master Zhang, I think we can go see that Chen Shun’an first. It’s very likely that he has comprehended the Six Sceneries Rotation Diagram…”
“So what if he has? As you suspected, he is already over fifty years old, his conscious spirit is rampant, and corpse qi is thick… Even if he comprehended the Six Sceneries Rotation Diagram by sheer luck, he is at most at the realm of slaying the Six Thieves. Crossing that threshold to cultivate into a Martial Saint is as hard as ascending to heaven.”
The middle-aged Daoist’s gaze was profound, even revealing a hint of longing and regret, and he said wistfully,
“Thunder breaks the Niwan Acupoint, true form rides the fire dragon, three origins return to one hand, shattering the great void… Only a Martial Saint can open the nine-inch immortal hair, with hope for the great dao, becoming a true immortal in martial arts.”
“Those who do not enter Martial Saint, even if they are cultivating immortality geniuses, are merely consumables. I am so, and so are you all.”
Xu Hong, Zhang Xiangling, and Zhang Wei stood in place, their faces full of confusion.
They could still understand Master Zhang’s earlier words.
But from “as hard as ascending to heaven” onward, they only saw Master Zhang’s lips moving as if speaking, but the sound became blurry and indistinct upon entering their ears, as if separated by an invisible barrier.
“Alright, if it’s on the way, I will go see him. You go ahead.”
The middle-aged Daoist looked up toward the direction of Banye Ferry Crossing, as if about to leave.
Zhang Xiangling and Zhang Wei saw this, their faces showing hesitation to speak, with slight worry in their eyes.
The middle-aged Daoist smiled lightly, his tone carrying a bit of arrogance as he said,
“What? Is there any place in this mere Wuqing County that I cannot go?”
This wasn’t the case, but…
Zhang Xiangling and Zhang Wei subconsciously opened their mouths, then hesitantly stopped.
The middle-aged Daoist drifted away.
His movements were clearly not fast, but amid rising clouds and swirling mist, he was already on the opposite hilltop, at the place where it merged with the plain snow.
When they looked again, behind the distant misty snow curtain, that figure had faded even more.
In the end, he seemed to ride the wind away, departing with the snow.
Until the middle-aged Daoist’s figure completely disappeared.
Only then did the tea shed boss wake up as if from a dream, staring in astonishment at the three people and one horse that suddenly appeared in front of the shed, and then at the four tea bowls on the table that had been drunk empty.
He cried out in shock,
“Ghost!”
……
【Grass Talisman（80/100）】
【Wish: 1283】
【Remaining Ran Yi Fish Scales: 68/108】
【Consume 5 points of incense to alter karma, making Undying Molting Insect Solution ownerless?】
Early morning, getting up.
Without waking Wan Niang, whose face still bore a weary look as if unable to withstand the torment, Chen Shun’an lightened his steps, cooked a pot of Lotus Leaf Porridge in the kitchen, left it in the pot, and went out of Chaodou Hutong.
He glanced at the peripheral information, lingering especially on the remaining fish scales.
Chen Shun’an was already accustomed to plucking Ran Yi Fish Scales every day to prepare Ran Yi Calming Water.
On one hand, he consumed it himself, feeling as if immersed in an immortal dream, sleeping without dreams, awakening without worries, with greatly increased fatigue recovery.
On the other hand, he put on a mystical act, sold Sweet Dew Lottery, and harvested wishes.
He basically consumed two Ran Yi scales every day.
Now, that Ran Yi Fish had been plucked by Chen Shun’an until it was covered in scale wounds, its breath feeble. Every time it saw Chen Shun’an, it stared with a pair of dead fish eyes.
It was just that this fish currently had no divine intellect, far from Qing Ji’s liveliness; otherwise, it would have long ago…
Gotten angry.
Although the remaining fish scales were still plentiful, enough to support Chen Shun’an for more than a month.
But this was rootless water; if it couldn’t be replenished, it would inevitably drag down Chen Shun’an’s cultivation and incense harvesting progress in the future.
Chen Shun’an considered again whether to further dilute the Ran Yi Calming Water provided to Sweet Dew Lottery, adding more water.
Currently, it was about a 1:10 ratio.
Should he simply make it 1:50, or even 1:100.
Before, it was water mixed into Ran Yi Calming Water.
From now on, it would be Ran Yi Calming Water mixed into water…
“However, there are so many heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the world, and the waters are vast; there must be some way to replenish Ran Yi scales.”
“The three beasts Silver Scholar, Golden Scaled Perch, and Golden Head Overlord have been slacking lately, actually needing a full four hours of rest each day! First reduce it to three hours…”
Chen Shun’an pondered silently, not heading to Crouching Tiger Well, but quietly arriving at the abandoned rice barn.
What?
Reporting for duty?
Already a shopkeeper and a leader, why still follow the rules and report for duty?
Being able to show his face, sit under the well shed drinking tea and listening to tunes, was already pretty good!
And whether it was Chen Shun’an’s illusion or not, his martial arts practice these past few days had been simply divinely assisted, progressing at a frighteningly fast rate!
Every time cultivation ended, his whole body felt thoroughly comfortable, nine orifices and hundred meridians, three hundred sixty bone joints, eighty-four thousand pores, without a single place not smooth.
As if something was repeatedly passing through.
Intent solidified, divine essence greatly increased, repeatedly polishing the spiritual platform, slaying five thieves again.
He had already accumulated enough, state gradually complete, truly touching the passage to slaying the Mind Thief.
“Chen Mou’s Tiger Tendon Leopard Vein and mud pill opening are still exerting force!”
Chen Shun’an nodded in satisfaction, went alone to the rice barn loft, found a spacious room not facing the street, and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Resolutely investing divine power to alter the karma of 【Undying Molting Insect Solution】.
【Wish-500】
Immediately, the Precious Proclamation scroll slowly unrolled. As 5 points of incense were invested into it, faint golden light aura emerged on it, like hanging pearl tassels flowing over the Precious Proclamation.
Then, a thread of divine light burst from it, falling into the white pill in Chen Shun’an’s hand.
It then seemed to follow some direction in the darkness, tracing upward, and slashing down from the void!
“Which high cultivator is seizing my earthly immortal fate? Ah—”
Vaguely, a furious miserable scream echoed faintly in Chen Shun’an’s ears.
But Chen Shun’an’s expression remained unchanged; he had anticipated it.
【Undying Molting Insect Solution】 had an owner, so naturally, altering karma required first severing its karma with the original owner.
Chen Shun’an felt no soft-heartedness, nor any guilt.
This was a struggle for the great dao; Chen Shun’an could not let go of this immortal fate.
Moreover, with the status of 【Three Officials of Water True Treasure Edict】, Chen Shun’an was not worried at all about being discovered by other cultivators.
Steady!
Then, in Chen Shun’an’s perception, a karma thread seemed to connect between himself and 【Undying Molting Insect Solution】.
Chen Shun’an’s heart stirred, and a white pill fell into his hand.
Radiance emanated, sometimes turning into cicada slough, sometimes into yang fetus.
A feeling of being as controllable as an arm and bloodline fusion welled up in Chen Shun’an’s heart.
It seemed that as long as Chen Shun’an willed it, he too could refine corpses into spirits and sacrificial refine one Ding Jia Warrior after another.
Even better than Zhao Guanghui, more concealed.
But Chen Shun’an did not hesitate, grabbing it and refining it in an instant!
【Obtained one of the three methods and two teachings, the Red Lin Great Sect’s traditional talisman: Undying Molting Insect Solution, which can turn immortals into gods, extracting a thread of Divine Path Essence ‘Fetal Life’, to construct the Divine Palace. Extract?】
Fetal Life is the origin, the foundation and essence of living beings.
Fetal Origin is the month of parental conception and pregnancy, the corresponding Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches regarded as the starting point of life, the gathering of Xiantian Qi.
No wonder 【Undying Molting Insect Solution】 has such profound wonders of refining corpses into spirits and yin-yang transformations, fitting ‘Fetal Life’.
Azure Gang Yang Huo fits ‘Xuhuo Mukou’, which is a fire vault, able to store firearms, weapons, and other things that generate fire through warfare.
Undying Molting Insect Solution also possesses a similar essence.
The more Chen Shun’an came into contact with the Immortal Path and Path of Divinity, the more he felt their vast profundity; both relied on some ‘essence’ to build and wield the mighty power of one’s own path.
No superiority or inferiority.
Probably need to truly fight it out to determine victory or defeat.
And it seems…
The Path of Divinity here has a rather bad situation.
Chen Shun’an put aside miscellaneous thoughts.
【Extract】
【Consuming incense（ quantity unknown）】
【Wish: 1183】
Wishes rapidly flowed away.
With the previous lesson of extracting Azure Gang Yang Huo almost draining Chen Shun’an’s wishes dry.
This time, Chen Shun’an deliberately accumulated a few more days’ worth of wishes.
Until today, feeling it was about enough, he went all in.
【Wish: -500】
【Wish: 183】
Boom!
The familiar hum resounded in his ears again.
As if a great dao voice containing countless reasons was explaining to Chen Shun’an.
As usual, Chen Shun’an couldn’t understand it.
Until the great dao voice gradually faded and quieted.
His consciousness sank into the Precious Proclamation.
【Fetal Life】 floated in front of Chen Shun’an like a purple placenta, still attached to the umbilical cord.
Familiar with the process, Chen Shun’an stepped forward and reached out to touch 【Fetal Life】.
Immediately, countless reasons seemed to flow through Chen Shun’an’s mind.
At the same time, the Divine Palace before his eyes underwent drastic changes!
