Taoist Myth: I am the last true immortal in the world

Chapter 592: Chen Zhenren refines the gourd with fire, and the third son of King Jin shocked everyone

At night, Chen Yun taught Wang Siyan some exercises.

After the other person fell asleep, he went into the quiet room alone.

Taking out the purple-gold gourd given by Laojun, Chen Yun stared at it for a moment, "This purple-gold gourd is the core of my refining of the 'Immortal Slaying Flying Knife'. There is an endless innate Taoist Qi inside it. Once it is consumed, it will naturally recover after waiting for a long time."

In this way, once he refines the purple-gold gourd into the "Flying Knife of Immortal Slaying", he won't have to worry about the problem of consumption.

He estimated the strength of the innate Dao Qi inside, "If it is successfully refined, it should be able to exert the power of the Law of Killing three times in a row at most. If it exceeds this number, it will have to be left alone for a day for the innate Dao Qi to recover."

Performing it three times in a row seems like a lot.

In fact, its impressive hit rate may result in all three attempts being in vain.

Chen Yun didn't take this too seriously. After all, he had the Twin God-Destroying Orbs, which could increase the chance of hitting the target.

Thinking of this, he took out the Xuanming Fairy Sand, the Vermillion Bird Fire Essence, the True Dragon's Saliva, the Chongming Bird's Wings, the Nine-Turn Iron, the Morning Glow Qi, the Lengsha Essence and the Taibai Yuan.

These are the materials necessary to refine the "Immortal-Slaying Gourd".

Chen Yun thought to himself, "I need to use these natural treasures to carve several formations and the structure of the power of the 'Law of Killing' inside the purple-gold gourd."

There is no need to explain much about the structure of the power of the law of "killing", this is the core.

Without this structure, no matter how much innate Dao Qi and acquired Dao Qi there are, they cannot be combined into the power of the law of "killing".

As for the formation, it is to guide the combination of innate Taoist Qi and acquired Taoist Qi.

Chen Yun secretly calculated: "The power of the engraving array and the law of 'killing' are completely different from the nature of what is going on in my body. I must make no mistakes. Otherwise, if one link fails, these refining materials may be completely wasted."

Since no mistakes can be made, refining the "Immortal-Slaying Gourd" will definitely be very time-consuming.

He initially judged that it would take him at least ten days to successfully refine the "Immortal-Slaying Gourd".

This is on the premise that no mistakes are made.

Once a mistake is made, it will be impossible to refine the "Immortal-Slaying Gourd" unless materials are collected again.

"I hope it won't go wrong."

Chen Yun took a deep breath and mobilized the golden elixir in his body.

He opened his mouth and a stream of fire burst out from his mouth, erupting onto the Xuanming Immortal Sand.

When the extremely hot elixir fire gushed out, the Xuanming Immortal Sand gradually melted into a substance similar to magma.

Chen Yun stretched out his hand and moved the "magma" into the air, then dived down and poured it into the mouth of the purple-gold gourd.

When the "magma" entered the inside, he kept pinching the magic formula, making the "magma" adhere to the inner wall of the gourd and dotted into stars.

This is the basic structural pattern for building the power of the "killing" law, which is considered the initial stage of refining magic weapons.

Chen Yun's mind was dividing into two tasks. On one hand, he used the Dan fire to melt the Xuanming Immortal Sand, and on the other hand, he stirred the "magma" to form a pattern and waited for it to cool down.

Although the amount of Xuanming Immortal Sand was not large, it still took him several hours to completely melt it.

After all the "magma" was attached to the inner wall of the gourd, he opened his mouth again and gushed out a large amount of Dan Qi, completely fusing these dots with the inner wall of the purple-gold gourd, instead of simply fixing them.

A large amount of Dan Qi was consumed.

If it were an ordinary earthly fairyland, I would probably have to take a break in the middle.

Chen Yun is different. He now has almost "endless physical strength", so naturally he doesn't need to stop to rest.

Around dawn, he finally completed the first step of refining the "Immortal-Slaying Gourd".

Chen Yun checked the inside of the gourd. "Well, the Xuanming Immortal Sand has completely formed the structure of the power of the 'Killing' Law. I can now proceed to the next step."

He was preparing to refine the essence of cold evil.

Suddenly, Chen Yun's "omniscient perspective" noticed the street.

……

At this time, the street.

Huashan Sanlang transformed into a scholar in white clothes, with a handsome and heroic figure, towering and reaching into the sky.

He held a cloth banner with the words: One divination is worth a thousand gold coins written on it.

It was morning market time and the streets were crowded with people.

Soon, someone noticed the words written on Huashan Sanlang's cloth banner and stood there pointing and talking.

"Is this poor guy crazy about money?"

"A fortune-telling worth thousands of gold? Why don't you just go and rob it!"

"Well, that's not the case. Maybe this gentleman really has the ability to tell fortunes?"

"Haha, you really take it seriously? If you were really capable, you would have been treated as a guest of honor by the princes and nobles long ago. Do you still need to try your luck on the street?"

A group of people were talking over there, but no one actually came forward to tell fortunes.

Well, not everyone can afford a fortune.

Huashan Sanlang was not annoyed when he heard the discussions around him. He sat cross-legged on the ground in an empty space on the street, looking like Jiang Taigong fishing and waiting for everyone to take the bait.

Time passed by minute by minute, and no one came forward.

Instead, the rumor that "a madman was crazy about money" spread more and more widely in the imperial capital.

It is very normal that most people do not believe in the fact that a divination can be worth thousands of gold, but some people just don't believe it and insist on teasing Huashan Sanlang.

This person was an old acquaintance of Chen Yun, and he was just getting drunk during the day.

At that time he was handling church affairs.

Suddenly, a shaman came in and said with a smile: "Old Ancestor, you must not know what happened in the outer city today."

Zhuolihunhe asked, "What's the matter?"

The disciple said, "Today I went to the street to buy rouge and powder for my wife, and I saw a Confucian scholar who might be from the south setting up a stall. He even threatened to charge a fortune-teller a thousand gold coins. Do you think this is unusual?"

Zhu Lihun was surprised and said, "A fortune-telling worth a thousand gold? How dare he do that?"

The believer laughed and said, "Maybe he is crazy about money. Anyway, that's what the people in the city say."

Zhu Lihun laughed and said, "I think he must have some ability to dare to do this, but Confucianism has already robbed my Shamanism of many beliefs. If I show him my ability, I'm afraid Confucianism will become even more rampant. No, I have to strike down his arrogance and declare my Shamanism."

After saying this, he transformed into a handsome young man, wearing a Xiaoyao scarf on his head, a jade-colored silk robe, and walking gracefully, full of vigor and vitality.

When he was dayless, he came to the street in the outer city and found a crowded place. Sure enough, he saw a scholar in white clothes sitting on the ground in an undignified manner.

He quietly squeezed through the crowd, came to the white-clothed scholar, and said condescendingly: "A fortune-telling worth a thousand gold coins?"

Huashan Sanlang didn't even raise his eyelids, "Good, a thousand taels of gold is not pure gold."

Zhuolihun said: "A thousand gold is easy to come by. If you can calculate correctly, I will immediately offer the gold to you with both hands."

"Does this gentleman really want to have his fortune told?"

"Wow, one thousand taels of gold, he is really willing to spend it."

"With so much money, you can hire a world-famous fortune teller to tell your fortune. Why do you still need to come to the streets?"

"You don't understand the world of rich people."

The crowd watching murmured, wanting to see how the situation would develop.

Huashan Sanlang slowly raised his head and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

Zhulihunhe said, "I have been separated from my parents since I was young. Please tell me if I can find them." Huashan Sanlang glanced at Zhulihunhe and sneered, "Are you here to cause trouble?"

Zhu Lihunhe pretended to be ignorant and said, "Why do you say that, sir?"

Huashan Sanlang narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you really want me to tell you your origins in public?"

Zhu Lihunhe didn't take it seriously, "If you know, just tell me."

Huashan Sanlang sneered again, "Others don't know your origins, do you really think I don't know? I'll give you one last chance. Leave now and I'll forgive you. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhuolihun laughed and said, "If you have the guts, just say it. Why do you have to keep saying it?"

"Yes."

"This gentleman has been bluffing."

"I guess he doesn't have much ability, so he can't explain it."

The crowd of onlookers shook their heads, thinking that Huashan Sanlang had no idea about Zhu Lihunhe's background and wanted to scare people away by intimidation.

Unexpectedly, before the discussion had even ended, Huashan Sanlang said in a bad tone: "You wild god, who has never sought a name in the canonization of gods, dared to accept incense from thousands of common people in private. I wanted to spare your life, but since you insist on dying, don't blame me for being ruthless today!"

After saying this, Huashan Sanlang's eyes turned into pure golden light.

The next moment, Zhulihunhe, who was originally in high spirits and talking eloquently, screamed "Ah", and instantly turned into a half-man, half-goat monster, lying on the ground, suppressed and unable to move!

"Mom!"

"So he's a goblin!"

"Everyone, run!"

"Why are you running? Can't you see that this gentleman has immobilized the monster?"

Although the people were trembling with fear, Huashan Sanlang could only stay there, giving them the courage to continue watching, so no one left.

When Zhu Lihun was forced to reveal his true identity, he realized that he had hit a wall.

He begged for mercy loudly: "God, please spare my life! God, please spare my life!"

Huashan Sanlang said calmly: "I won't let you off!"

I saw him raising his right palm and was about to pat it.

Suddenly, two shouts were heard from a distance.

"Sir, please show mercy!"

"I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive my third brother's recklessness!"

Before the voice died down, Nihe and Xihe arrived here one after another.

Huashan Sanlang glanced at the two of them, his face becoming increasingly cold as he said, "Although you two have titles recorded in the Conferred God Chart, you are just small local gods, and you dare to protect demons and enjoy the incense of the world? Okay, I will take you all in!"

Nihe and Xihe were nearly frightened to death. They immediately realized that the gentleman in front of them might be a deity from heaven, and his cultivation level must be many times higher than theirs.

Ni He, sweating profusely, bowed and said, "Sir, please wait for my explanation."

Huashan Sanlang asked: "Do you have any other explanation?"

Ni He said quickly, "Although my third brother enjoys the incense of the world, it is not stolen by trickery. Instead, my second brother and I shared it with him. According to the law of heaven, it is allowed to do so. He has never brought harm to the world. Sir, you have no reason to arrest him."

Huashan Sanlang's expression softened and he said, "I see. I thought it was a wild god from some unknown place who dared to steal the incense from the human world. Well, for the sake of your two brothers, I will spare your life today."

After saying this, he retracted his golden pupils and sat cross-legged on the ground again.

The suppression on Zhu Lihunhe was lifted and he instantly regained his human form.

The people watching on the sidelines probably understood the situation.

"The principle is the great shaman god."

"I thought it was a demon."

"The great shamans all respect this gentleman? Who exactly is this gentleman?"

"It must be someone very important."

The onlookers kept guessing.

Nihe and Xihe looked at each other, then clasped their fists and saluted, and asked cautiously, "May I ask your name, sir?"

Huashan Sanlang laughed dumbly and said, "You want to find out my background, right?"

Having been exposed, Ni He seemed quite embarrassed and said quickly, "I dare not, I dare not."

"It's okay to tell you." Huashan Sanlang raised his head slightly, and said with a bit of pride: "I am the third son of Xiyue Emperor, the main god of Xiyue Huashan, and one of the Seven Saints of Meishan in Guanjiang Erlang Temple!"

When these words were spoken, Nihe, Aihe and Zhulihunhe could not help but gasp.

The rest of the onlookers were also shocked and fell to their knees in worship.

No one expected that Huashan Sanlang had such a powerful background. He was actually the third son of the famous King Jin!
Those ordinary people only know the Great Emperor Jin Tianwang of Xiyue, and have no idea about Erlang Shen of Guanjiang. They just respect the family background of Sanlang of Huashan.

However, Nihe, Nihe and Zhulihunhe were not so ignorant.

Of course they knew what the Guanjiang Erlang Temple was like.

He also knew how powerful the Seven Saints of Meishan were, who were the strongest fighters under Erlang Shen.

According to rumors, each of the Seven Saints of Meishan is a god, with great magical powers and boundless power, making countless demons tremble in fear.

Nihe, Xihe and Zhulihunhe had never imagined that at this moment, one of the Seven Saints of Meishan was standing right in front of them. This made them instinctively awed and they wanted to curry favor with this great god immediately.

Ni He hurriedly bowed again and walked forward to say, "Sir, you are a guest from afar, may I entertain you properly?"

Huashan Sanlang didn't appreciate it at all, and waved his hand and said, "No need, I have nothing to do, so I come to the human world to tell fortunes for people every day, you guys just do what you need to do."

Nihe, Nihe and Zhulihunhe did not dare to refute his opinion, so they had to perform the utmost courtesy and respectfully leave.

Although Nihe, Xihe and Zhulihunhe took their leave, the news that the third son of King Jin had arrived in the Khitan imperial city spread like wildfire.

Soon, the entire imperial capital knew that a truly divine being with immense magical powers had descended to earth, and was willing to tell fortunes for mortals every day.

As a result, all the high officials, nobles and aristocrats were shocked and asked people to prepare carriages to seek the diviner for their divination.

The unfortunate thing is that most people came up empty-handed.

……

Laojun Temple, in a quiet room.

Chen Yun, who was refining equipment, saw it all.

He laughed silently and thought to himself, "Brother Sanlang and I used almost the same method. Although it is direct, the effect is very good. I think it won't be difficult to lure Yang Yuanguang and Zhao Yanshou to come for fortune-telling."

Then, the plan you have made can be said to be half successful.

Next, it all depends on whether Huashan Saburo can "incite" Yang Yuanguang and Zhao Yanshou to attack and persuade Yelu Deguang.

The plan had already been made, and Huashan Saburo was strictly implementing it.

Chen Yun naturally does not need too much attention.

He returned his attention to the purple-gold gourd.

He began to immerse himself wholeheartedly in refining the "Immortal-Slaying Gourd".

(End of this chapter)