The Old Gods

Chapter 844 The Eyebrowless Evil Monk
Lu Ran has never slacked off when it comes to cultivation.

He only takes a break during battles and once a month when he sleeps.

However, daily cultivation can never compare to secluded cultivation. Since Lu Ran set up camp near the Fiery God Mountain, he has gradually settled into his own rhythm.

He spends most of his time focusing on cultivation, occasionally venturing out for a stroll to snatch some dead souls.

The main focus is on a steady and long-term approach.

Sometimes, Lu Ran didn't even need to actively snatch them; the souls passing by would willingly feed them to him.
Who wouldn't like to reap the rewards without sowing?
Lu Ran felt incredibly comfortable!
Cultivating and purifying the Holy Spirit Qi was indeed time-consuming and laborious, which made Lu Ran feel a little pressure.

"call"

Lu Ran slowly let out a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the east side of a stone peak, his head also submerged in a thick sea of ​​fog.

The divine power of heaven and earth surged toward him, and wisps of mist condensed into streams and rivers within his body, eventually flowing into a vast ocean.

As a powerhouse at the first level of the Heavenly Realm, Lu Ran's physical body was already filled with a vast ocean.

Every angle, no blind spots!

Even the divine power contained in his fingertips, with its immense size, was enough to drown believers in realms such as mist, stream, and river.

To ordinary believers, Lu Ran's existence was no different from that of a god.

However, every family has its own problems.

Even someone as powerful as Lu Ran had to go through countless hardships to extract a wisp of holy spirit energy from the vast ocean.

This wisp of holy energy (primordial energy) reserved for the cultivation of gods and demons is clearly not something that humans should dabble in, and it will not stay in Lu Ran's body for long.

He's such a brat!

During its brief appearance, it completely disobeyed commands, and its trajectory was unpredictable.

Wherever it drifts, that part of Lu Ran's body will receive tremendous nourishment!
It's not just about nourishing the physical body, but also about strengthening and transforming it, evolving it towards becoming a pure energy body.

Then, this wisp of primordial energy will disappear without a trace.

To be precise, it is to be integrated into the soul of the human race, waiting to be offered to the high and mighty gods in the future.

Everything has to start all over again.

Lu Ran had to cultivate diligently again, refining a wisp of holy spirit energy from the vast ocean within his body.

Back and forth.

Perhaps this is the essential difference between humans and gods/demons.

Does he possess the ability to manipulate the energy of the Holy Spirit?
If humans could perfectly control the Holy Spirit Qi, their cultivation speed would be far beyond what those pile of stones could match.

This also raises a question:
Before gods and demons transformed into pure energy bodies, their so-called "physical bodies" were just stones, right?

Furthermore, judging from the attitudes of all the gods and demons towards Qiao Wanjun...
A body of stone is clearly no match for the flesh and blood of a human!

Lord Immortal Sheep has also confirmed this: the cultivation speed of the human race far exceeds the imagination of gods and demons.

That's why someone like Qiao Wanjun exists in such a unique way.

Before the gods and demons could react, a highly threatening figure had emerged from the human race.

This served as a wake-up call for the gods and demons, who then launched a severe crackdown on the human race.

From this perspective, who is noble and who is lowly?
Gods and demons brought an extremely rigid hierarchical system to the human world.

Whether you accept it or not?

Kneel down in reverence, and submit to us for generations to come!
However, when it comes to growth, there is a clear distinction between a stone body and a flesh-and-blood body!

Stone sculptures, on the other hand, became inferior goods.
Ultimately, gods and demons simply came into contact with magical energy earlier than humans, cultivated earlier, and seized divine positions one after another.

"Hoo," Lu Ran exhaled slowly once again.

From the terrifying amount of divine power within his body, a wisp of primordial energy was refined once more to nourish the bones in his hands.

Since we can't control the movement of the primordial energy, let's try to extract it directly from the corresponding parts of the body!

Admittedly, Lu Ran is unable to perform precise operations.

But he was trying hard and striving to achieve it.

In Lu Ran's vision, after every inch of his skin, every piece of flesh and bone has been nourished by the Holy Spirit Qi for several rounds, he should be able to advance to the second level of the Heavenly Realm!
Just as Lu Ran was immersed in the tedious cultivation and enjoying it immensely, a thought suddenly came to him.

Is this a black jade tiger tally?

Lu Ran raised an eyebrow slightly. A message pop-up from Mr. Huangfu?

It's been quite a long time; it's been almost twenty days since we last parted.

"Simply repeat his words," Lu Ran commanded.

"Young Master, Wuya has come down from the mountain to join me." The black jade tiger tally conveyed this good news in Huangfu Zhao's voice.

【Great!】 Lu Ran's eyes lit up.

Wuya is still alive!

This is a follower of the First-Class God, the Warrior Monk!
Its combat prowess goes without saying. The only problem is that there are no more statues of martial monks in the sculpture park, so Wuya has to choose another stone statue.

【Young Master, I spoke with Wuyai for a long time, and he is willing to follow you.】

"Choose a large stone peak in an area far from the sacred mountain, one that can conceal the teleportation array of the Sea-Grade Divine Art: The Other Shore Flower," Lu Ran commanded.

Lu Ran could certainly use the Heavenly Grade Dust Shadow Divine Technique, but there was no need.

That's making too much noise!
The Sea Flower can transmit over a distance of three thousand kilometers, enough to reach the destination in one step.

"Yes!" Tiger Tally relayed the words.

Lu Ran concealed himself as he rose from the sea of ​​mist and walked toward the nearest stone peak.

Ten minutes later, Hu Fu indicated that preparations were complete. Lu Ran opened his palm, and a phantom spider lily bloomed.

At the same time, in the north-central region of the Celestial Realm, inside a stone peak, a teleportation array was activated on a man dressed in purple robes.

The pale blue topographic map is dreamlike and ethereal.

The mountains stretch endlessly, and the rivers flow ceaselessly.

Huangfu looked up, his face full of admiration, watching as a figure fell from the magic array.

"Young Master!" Huangfu greeted him in a deep voice, bowing respectfully.

Behind him, an exceptionally tall figure, as if pushing down a mountain of gold and overturning a jade pillar, followed and saluted.

This decisive action demonstrated the utmost trust in Huangfu Zhao.

"Please rise, seniors." Lu Ran immediately stepped forward and helped the two of them up.

Huangfu was a bit better, about the same height as Lu Ran, while the other was a tall, burly man.
When Lu Ran helped the other person up, his head also tilted back.

Good guy!
This big man must be almost 2.1 meters tall, right?

Isn't this a typical disciple of the Western Wilderness? Did you choose the wrong profession?
Lu Ran almost thought he had seen Niu Zhengzheng.

Besides his physique, Wuya's appearance is also very distinctive.

No eyebrows!

There's no hair either!
Although he doesn't look as fierce as Niu Zhengzheng, this great monk doesn't need makeup when playing villains in movies.
Lu Ran was sizing up Yun Hai's old subordinates, including a middle-aged man named Wuya, who was also sizing up the young man in the straw raincoat.

Huangfu's words were true; the son of Sect Leader Qiao was indeed excessively young.

It even feels incredibly unreal!

"Senior Wuya, what is your surname?" Lu Ran broke the silence first.

“No,” Wuya replied.

His voice was perfectly fine, but paired with his imposing physique, it sounded somewhat effeminate.

"No surname is indeed rare," Lu Ran added, trying to justify himself.

Before meeting this person, he really didn't know that "Wu" was also a surname.

Wuya nodded and said, "My original name was Wuming. Sect Leader Qiao changed my name."

Lu Ran couldn't help but blink.

Holy crap, Master Qiao!
Is this how recklessly they act?

Lu Ran conservatively estimated that his mother was more than ten years younger than Mr. Wuya. Back then, she would have been even younger.

Can you just change someone's name like that?

"Sect Leader Qiao once told me that we would leave our names in the history books." Wuya looked down at Lu Ran, speaking each word carefully.

Lu Ran's expression turned serious.

Given Mother's rise to prominence back then, the Yunhai Sect is sure to be remembered for generations to come.

What is truly infuriating is that what really brought down the Yunhai Sect was not some external enemy.

It came from within, rather than from within.

"Ahem." Huangfu Zhao coughed lightly, looked at Wuya, and his expression was somewhat displeased.

Lu Ran looked up at the eyebrowless evil monk: "Yes, she hasn't been defeated yet."

Wuya's gaze sharpened slightly.

Lu Ran said in a deep voice, "I am her bloodline, her continuation, and I am walking on the path she paved for me. It's not over yet."

Mr. Wuya, this is far from over.

Wuya stared directly into Lu Ran's eyes; the cave was deathly silent.

1 second, 2 seconds.
After a long while, Wuya slowly nodded and bowed again.

This time, however, his tone was no longer based on trust in Huangfu. He said in a serious tone, "Wuya greets the young master."

Lu Ran slammed his hand down and patted his shoulder heavily: "I don't know how much Mr. Huangfu told you, but in any case, does Mr. Wuyai have a favorite divine or evil sculpture?"

Wuya's heart trembled slightly.

Even though he knew Huangfu wouldn't lie to him, he still found it hard to believe when the moment actually arrived.

Lu Ran then said, "The gods and demons in the first two rows, except for the Tianluan-Zhiluan combination, are all taken."

In fact, Jianyi, Xuelu, and Shanjun did not sign any inheritance contract with anyone.

However, Lu Ran intended to leave the Sword God Sculpture to his mother, while he kept the Blood Skull and Mountain Lord for himself to ensure that his core combat system remained unchanged.

As Mr. Long suggested: Keep something in reserve!
After a moment of contemplation, Wuya said, "Vicious dog."

"He's taken. He's one of my four great protectors." Lu Ran shook his head and smiled. Sure enough, who wouldn't want teleportation?
Judging by the timeline, Sister Shuangzi should be advancing to the next level soon.

After pondering for a moment, Wuya said again, "The Demon Lord of the Prison."

"It has an owner."

Wuya fell silent, pondering and ruling out the gods and demons worshipped by the Yunhai Sect disciples who might still be alive.

“There’s no rush,” Lu Ran said. “Senior Wuya can come back with me to cultivate first and think things through.”

Wuya suddenly said, "Nuosha."

This time, Lu Ran did not object.

In my mind, all I could see were the elusive figures of the Nuo Sha sect, their cruel twin swords, and their ferocious Nuo masks.

He bent down and helped the eyebrowless, wicked monk up, looking at his unique appearance.

Slowly, a smile appeared on Lu Ran's face:
"It suits you perfectly!"

(End of this chapter)