The Old Gods

Chapter 817 The Returnee
"Senior Tu?" Lu Ran pinched the brim of his straw hat with two fingers and looked up slightly.

"You're back, Xiao Lu." Tu Feng looked at the handsome young man, and then saw two men in straw raincoats and steel masks walk out of the mirror.

"Senior Tu is enjoying the scenery here?" Lu Ran asked jokingly, clearly in a good mood.

"I'm waiting for you." Tu Feng's expression was serious.

Lu Ran nodded thoughtfully, then turned around and said, "You two go and rest."

"Yes."

The two heavenly generals departed.

At the edge of the sky, with no one else around, Tu Feng spoke again: "Little Lu, was your trip to the Heavenly Realm successful?"

"very smooth."

"Oh?" Tu Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised. Although he hadn't had much contact with Lu Ran, Tu Feng knew that he was a very reliable young man.

If things go smoothly, that's fine.

Everything went smoothly?
In other words, Lu, with his two executioners, is already able to dominate the Heavenly Battlefield?

Lu Ran didn't respond further. Looking at the solemn-faced great monk, he asked, "Senior Tu, did you wait for me here specifically?"

Tu Feng came to his senses and said in a deep voice, "The gods have called me back."

"Huh?" Lu Ran was somewhat taken aback. "Senior Tu can receive telepathic messages from martial monks while inside the mountain realm?"

“No.” Tu Feng immediately shook his head and explained, “It’s just that I can’t cast spells these past few days.”

Lu Ran understood.

Clearly, this is the divine monk sending a signal to his disciple.

Come to think of it, Tu Feng has been at Holy Spirit Mountain for several months now. A disciple of the Heavenly Realm like him should naturally go back to do hard labor, rather than enjoy leisure within the mountain realm.

Lu Ran pondered for a moment and said, "Then why don't we grant his wish and return to the Heavenly Realm?"

Tu Feng remained silent, waiting for the next part to be told.

Sure enough, Lu Ran looked up again and asked, "Senior Tu, do you have any stone sculptures you like?"

Tu Feng remained expressionless, but his right hand, which was hanging down naturally, clenched slightly.

Who could remain unmoved by an invitation to become a god?

Lu Ran pretended not to see it and continued, "Senior Tu knows that my martial monk stone statue is already bound to He Qifeng. If you join my Ran Sect, you can no longer be a martial monk disciple. Unless..."

"unless?"

"Unless you worship He Qifeng as a follower of the martial monks. But if you do that, you will not only lose your rank, but you will also lose your status as the successor of the stone sculpture."

After Lu Ran finished speaking, he shook his head and said, "So, Senior Tu, please tell me if you have any stone sculptures you like."

Lu Ran always remembered Tu Feng's kindness to the Ran Sect.

If he hadn't specifically sought out He Qifeng to inform him of the attack by the executioners of the Divine Demon Sect, the Burning Gate forces scattered throughout Holy Spirit Mountain wouldn't have been able to retreat so quickly.

The destruction of each sect tells Lu Ran that he has survived a great calamity!

After Tu Feng learned of Lu Ran's abilities, he diligently protected him. Whether it was to atone for his sins or to rebel against the gods, he was a fellow traveler!

"Sect Master Lu," Tu Feng knelt on one knee, changed his address, and slowly lowered his head, saying, "I will follow the Sect Master's arrangements."

Lu Ran opened his mouth, but then swallowed his words back.

After all, many of the divine and evil sculptures in the sculpture park already have owners, and even if Tu Feng were to mention something like "Gun Rot" or "North Wind," Lu Ran wouldn't be able to provide them.

"Whoo~"

A sea breeze blew by, brushing against Lu Ran's clothes.

At the edge of the world, all was silent. The two people, one standing and one kneeling, seemed to be frozen in time.

Tu Feng, the former peak master of Wuji Peak and a middle-aged man who had experienced countless storms, felt somewhat uneasy at this moment.

Their fate and future path depend on Lu Ran's next sentence!
Lu Ran suddenly asked, "What does Senior Tu think of the Imprisoned Demon and Prison Demon pairing?"

"Imprison the Demon, Imprison the Heavenly Demon," Tu Feng murmured, his mind immediately flashing through the techniques related to the god and the demon.

Lu Ran nodded: "With the Blood Fiend Robe, Senior Tu will be able to fly from now on."

Tu Feng was stunned for a moment.

Then he remembered the battle that took place over the Forbidden City.

Lu Ran stole his Xuanhuang staff and took off his shoes, leaving him no choice but to fall from the sky.
Thinking of this, Tu Feng couldn't help but chuckle: "Hehe."

Lu Ran laughed, but his words were no longer joking: "Peak Master Tu is used to being a martial monk follower, and he has three heads and six arms."

I can't give you three heads, but I can give you eight hands!

Eight hands?

Tu Feng suppressed his smile and pondered inwardly.

Lu Ran continued, "The combination of Imprisoned Demon and Prison Demon is fierce in close combat. The Prison Demon clan can also refine and absorb the divine power of enemies and bind the souls of the dead."

This is a technique that many gods and demons do not possess, and it is also the magic weapon that allowed Senior Tu to grow stronger after transforming into a stone statue.

After his conquest of the Heavenly Realm, Lu Ran also gained a lot of knowledge.

The Evil Technique of Prison Heaven - Prison Heaven Fire can ignite black flames on chains.

At the River grade, this fire can only burn away the divine power within the enemy's body; at the River grade, it can refine and extract the divine power from the enemy's body; and at the Sea grade, it is even more formidable, capable of scorching the enemy's soul, causing them unbearable pain.

The Heavenly Grade Prison Fire, while unable to directly extract the souls of the living, can, after an enemy dies, break through dimensions and firmly bind the soul of the dead with its burning chains.

Over the past month, Lu Ran has seen quite a few Prisoner Demon-Crypt Demon combinations on the Heavenly Battlefield.

Tu Feng slowly spoke, "The Laotian Clan possesses the power of Laotian."

Lu Ran exclaimed, "Senior Tu's words are indeed insightful."

Lu Ran's trip to the Celestial Realm made him realize the importance of power!
The Faceless Jade Venerable's defensive power is truly excessive! To inflict damage on this race, one must either possess a powerful weapon or have strength surpassing that of others of the same level.

Of course, it's best if both conditions are met at the same time!

Only then can one, like Lu Ran, dislocate an enemy's leg in a single exchange.

If you only meet one of the conditions, you will inevitably have to fight the Faceless Jade Venerable, and it will take multiple blows to inflict damage.

"Tu Feng, thank you for the sect leader's gift!" Tu Feng lowered his head even further and said in a deep voice.

Lu Ran quickly helped the great monk up, and inevitably, Lu Ran touched the bulging muscles.

Good guy~
This great monk's clothes are full of stuff!

Coincidentally, Prison Demon is also a muscular guy. But speaking of which, Tu Feng is clearly a follower of martial monks, so why doesn't he shave his head? Wouldn't that make him look even more like Prison Demon?

"Slap!" Lu Ran couldn't hold back and slapped Tu Feng's upper arm.

Tu Feng: ?
Lu Ran suddenly looked at the burly man and confirmed, "Senior Tu, you call me Sect Master and have joined my Ran Sect."

Tu Feng nodded immediately.

Such an important matter cannot be treated lightly.
Lu Ran responded and unceremoniously squeezed the great monk's large arm, playing with his newly acquired "muscle stick".

OK, OK!

Lu Ran was overjoyed.

This is the master of a peak of a first-class divine sect, a dragon among men!

If you follow me, your talent and ambition will never be wasted!
Tu Feng: "."

He seemed to understand why Lu Ran had asked that question earlier.

Before today, Lu Ran had always been extremely respectful to Tu Feng and had never been impolite in the slightest.

Unlike now, where they get physical.
"Uh." Lu Ran took half a step back and activated the Prison Demon Stone Sculpture.

Inside the sculpture park, Deng Yuxiang was already advancing in the competition when this huge guy arrived, making his expression quite unpleasant.

However, there's no time to lose, let's be patient!

Ugly slave, come to the ends of the earth.

"Shu~"

The man in the straw raincoat and steel mask immediately appeared: "Young Master."

"I will return to the Heavenly Realm and create the illusion that Tu Tianjiang has died there. I will now activate the teleportation mirror; you must investigate immediately," Lu Ran commanded.

"Yes!"

As Lu Ran cast the spell, he said, "It just so happens that Tu Tianjiang has been forbidden from casting spells by the gods."

"He deserved to die."

Tu Feng couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

He naturally noticed that Lu Ran's attitude towards him had changed; they were noticeably closer.

Furthermore, who is the Heaven-Slaying General?

It seems there is no Heavenly Generals in the Burning Gate?

The ancient bronze mirror tore through space and time, appearing arrogantly inside a stone peak in the celestial realm. Yan Chou immediately entered the mirror to investigate, and after a full half minute, he poked his head out of the mirror: "Young Master, everything is safe!"

"Let's go." Lu Ran called to Tu Feng, and they entered the frame together.

For Lu Ran, the entire process was already familiar.

Even though the stone statue of the Demon Lord was still trembling, Lu Ran still pulled out the afterimage of the evil god, signed a contract with Tu Feng, and protected him by tearing up the master-servant contract.

A few minutes later, the trio returned to Tianzhiya.

"General Tu, let's talk about your fusion with the Demonic Prisoner in a couple of days." Lu Ran patted Tu Feng's bulging arm. "Let me have a moment to think."

"Yes, Sect Master," Tu Feng replied in a deep voice.

In fact, he was still somewhat dazed at this moment.

In just a few minutes, he completely broke free from the shackles of the gods, not only changing his sect but also becoming a false god.

"Go away."

As Lu Ran spoke casually, his figure flashed and he appeared in the bedroom of Tianya Residence.

"Hmm," he said, taking off his blood crystal mask, taking a deep breath, and letting out a comfortable nasal sound.

My brain is buzzing, it's killing me!
The familiar fragrance allowed him to briefly forget his pain.

However, the healing effect of the fragrance from the Jasmine Tree is clearly not comparable to that of a certain person.

Lu Ran walked around the bedroom and study, but did not see the person's figure.

Looking back, I suddenly noticed a ghostly figure standing at the door of the study.

“Master, you’re back,” Yan Shuangzi said softly.

"Where's Madame?"

"The lady is still in seclusion."

"what?"

"Madam has already advanced to the peak of the Sea Realm, during the same period as Martial Emperor's advancement, but she hasn't come out of her secluded cultivation room."

"Oh," Lu Ran replied, and then his figure flashed again.

Below the bedroom, in a completely dark, secluded room.

A figure kneeling in meditation suddenly trembled slightly, and eight golden jade tablets instantly spread out from his body.

"Ding~dong~"

The gold and jade plaques struck the water-flowing armor, producing a sound like striking gold and jade.

It is very pleasant to hear.

However, even the most advanced defensive techniques of the Sea were unable to move the person in front of them.

"I."

The familiar voices made Jiang Ruyi's raised hand freeze in mid-air.

In the darkness, a warm hand covered it, picked up the cold, slender hand, and gently pressed it down.

"Hmm." Jiang Ruyi felt a weight in her arms and looked at his profile by the faint light emanating from the gold and jade tablet.

Her cold, indifferent eyes gradually melted.

The young man in the straw raincoat lay on his side on the ground, his head resting on her lap, his face buried in her arms.

A soft lap pillow.

A faint, sweet fragrance of jasmine.

Heaven, Mountain Realm, Human Realm
This peace of mind is my hometown.

(End of this chapter)