Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The brass oil lamp was someone who loved to watch the drama unfold.

It suddenly opened its mouth.

The city gods from prominent families all had extremely interesting expressions.

The city gods in the imperial tomb had uncertain expressions.

Some of them stared intently at Chen Huangpi, who was standing on the statue of Emperor Dakang.

The other group focused their attention on the direction the brass oil lamp was pointing.

There was no one there.

But this strange, broken oil lamp said that someone was hiding there.

If it's true, it seems they're not with this person and the lamp.

However, we cannot rule out the possibility that it is simply misleading.

"God, god, god, cerebral palsy god."

The brass oil lamp sneered disdainfully and shouted, "This lamp is kind-hearted and cannot bear to see you kept in the dark, so I will lend you a hand."

Having said that, it pointed at the aristocratic gods hiding in the shadows.

The extremely yin and evil radiance collided with it instantly.

There was a click.

The stone discs that the gods used to hide and conceal themselves shattered into countless pieces on the spot.

"you……"

The aristocratic gods glared angrily.

This broken lamp has no grudge against them, nor any enmity with them recently, and I've never seen it before. They all sneaked into this imperial tomb. Perhaps they have different purposes, but there's no connection between them, right?
Why do something that harms others and benefits no one?

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The brass oil lamp chuckled and said, "Are you very angry? Are you very unhappy?"

Previously, in that pit.

It never imagined that this godforsaken place was some kind of imperial tomb.

Therefore, the ability to conceal oneself was not used.

As a result, they were discovered by the gods guarding the imperial tomb as soon as they arrived.

It doesn't matter if I get caught.

But with a single sweep of the brass oil lamp's divine eye, several clan deities hiding in the shadows were immediately revealed. Most importantly, these cerebral palsy deities actually breathed a sigh of relief, and some even showed signs of schadenfreude.

This time, the brass oil lamp was unwilling.

It was angry and upset.

It's always been the one gloating over others' misfortunes. It's overjoyed to see gods and cultivators suffer, which inadvertently diverts the attention of these gods. How can it stand that?

"Who exactly are you?!"

The gods in the imperial tomb suppressed their anger and shouted, "This is the tomb of His Majesty the Great Kang Emperor. No unauthorized persons are allowed to enter. You are so audacious! Aren't you afraid that His Majesty will grind your people and influence to dust?"

Anyone in the Great Kang Dynasty who knew what the imperial tombs meant would never have dared to trespass into this place.

And they don't have the ability to do it.

Leaving aside the person and the lamp, their specific strength is unclear. The broken lamp, however, seems extraordinary, as it can speak human language, making it a powerful magic weapon.

And this is a god hidden in the shadows.

They are mostly city gods, and they also have the ability to hide, so they must have a very important background.

Breaking into an imperial tomb is a grave crime.

They too will be implicated, and if they can get some information from these thieves, they might be spared some punishment.

The key is.

The boy wearing a straw hat stood on the statue of the Great Kang Emperor.

They were hesitant to act rashly, fearing the consequences.

but……

"kill!!!!"

The aristocratic deities exchanged glances and, without hesitation, attacked Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp.

They hated that broken lamp.

If it weren't for this broken lamp, they might never have been discovered.

If a fight breaks out, there is a possibility of taking advantage of the chaos to escape unscathed.

But now it's all over.

Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well die together.

But that's how they are.

The gods in the imperial tombs couldn't sit still any longer.

“Bold!!!”

"Stop! Get out of the way of the idol!"

With a series of angry roars, the city gods of the state clashed together.

In an instant, the divine power of the incense exploded with a deafening roar.

One after another, divine beings manifested their divine forms.

With bodies tens of feet tall, they manipulated various magical artifacts formed from incense and divine power, some riding the gale, others spewing out raging flames, and still others unleashing thunder and lightning—a truly chaotic scene of battle.

Although the gods of the noble families are powerful.

But ultimately, it can't compare to the batch inside the imperial mausoleum, and it's also smaller in number.

The situation instantly became one-sided.

Why are you stopping us?

The aristocratic gods roared, "That person with a lamp, standing on a divine statue, you don't attack them, but instead forbid us from taking action. What kind of logic is this?"

"Anyone who touches an idol of God shall die!!!"

"Kill them all!!!"

However, although the gods in the imperial tomb were determined to kill whoever touched the statue, they also communicated with each other and slowly drew the battlefield toward the statue.

Slaughtering all the powerful clans and deities was an inevitable outcome.

But if you kill them all at once, you'll have to face that one person and one lamp directly.

Therefore, we must be cautious.

The reason for saying these things was to reassure Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp.

"In that case, they will definitely rely on this."

One deity thought to himself, "There are many deities inside the imperial tomb. They won't be able to get out anytime soon. At that time, this straw they're clinging to will become the noose around their necks!"

But these gods never considered one thing.

That is, this one person and one lamp might be far more powerful than them. So powerful that all the gods in this imperial tomb combined wouldn't be a match for them.

After all, the world had changed drastically.

The path of cultivation ends at the Nascent Soul stage.

The path to divinity leads to the highest level of being the City God of Muye Continent.

Even if you are exceptionally talented, you cannot break this ironclad rule.

At this moment.

Chen Huangpi didn't pay any attention to these gods.

Because his attention was entirely focused on the enormous statue beneath his feet.

"Is this a statue of the Great Kang Emperor?"

Chen Huangpi lowered his head and said, "It looks so ugly. And the aura of this statue is somewhat similar to the yellow clay used to create gods in the Ten Thousand Mountains, but it also has a lot of impurities."

"How was this made?"

In his perception, the statue beneath his feet was nothing more than an empty shell, a physical form but devoid of a soul.

The others all resemble the gods created by the Taoists of Jingxian Temple.

The strange stone, which takes millions of years to form, is combined with the yellow mud from the Yin soil of the Yellow Springs. The stone is refined and then mixed with the yellow mud. When kneaded, it undergoes a very strange transformation.

Finally, simply shape it into the desired form, and with a touch of the golden sky lantern, it will transform into a powerful deity.

And this is the statue right now.

He was just one step away from being transformed into a proper deity.

Second only to the supreme god of wide vision.

The brass oil lamp glanced at the gods that were attacking it, chuckled to itself, and then said to Chen Huangpi, "Fellow clansman, I just took a look around, and this thing really does have a bit of a god-making vibe to it."

"In this imperial tomb, there are Golden Core puppets that move strange stones, and they also use themselves to absorb the yellow mud left in the passage after the earth dragon turned over."

"However, this yellow mud has too much moisture."

"It's more accurate to say that it's some lingering scent on the stone wall."

"A Golden Core puppet can only produce a little dust at most, not even enough to fill a fingernail."

At this point, the brass oil lamp sneered, "These brain-dead gods, I wonder how long they've been messing around here to come up with this weird, incomparable statue. Besides, without Huang Yi, where would they have gotten it to become a god?"

"It turns out to be a counterfeit."

Chen Huangpi frowned and asked, "But where did this method of creating gods come from?"

"Perhaps it was given by someone from the Jie Tian Sect?"

The brass oil lamp speculated, "Those Taoists may not be very skilled, but they do have a wide variety of tricks up their sleeves. It's also quite normal that the abbot created the gods back then and left behind the methods in the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty."

"Ok."

Chen Huangpi thought the brass oil lamp made a lot of sense.

After all, he couldn't think of any other possibilities.

The teachings of Jingxian Temple have all been erased, and the Taoists there are all in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, so they certainly wouldn't spread them outside. Only the Taoists of Jietian Sect would do such a thing.

At this moment, the Soul-Hooking Book suddenly emitted a chilling aura.

The vengeful ghost said, "Master, take this statue in. Since it's made of something like yellow clay, it might be able to be absorbed and grow in the Yin soil of the Yellow Springs."

Hear this.

Chen Huangpi immediately perked up.

Originally, he couldn't be bothered with it and didn't even look at the statue.

But the ghost that takes lives has this kind of story.

If one could expand their own Yellow Springs Yin Earth, that would be an immense joy.

"This statue is this big!"

Chen Huangpi said excitedly, "If I could devour it, I'd be satisfied even if it grew from the size of a fist to the size of a room!"

As he spoke, he slammed the Soul-Catching Book down.

The Soul-Hooking Book flew out instantly, its pages flipping automatically, and billowing yellowish mist rose from it.

The mist rose straight up to the statue of Emperor Dakang.

The gods, who had originally intended to keep Chen Huangpi in check and slowly bring the battlefield closer, could no longer sit still upon seeing this.

"You little thief, you have the nerve!!!"

The city gods roared to the sky, their hair and beards standing on end. They ignored even the powerful deities and, like madmen, charged towards Chen Huangpi!
With a loud bang!!!!

A massive ring-hilted blade, wreathed in crimson divine fire, crashed down on Chen Huangpi's head like a mountain pressing down.

This is a statue of the City God of a prefecture.

It was once a military general, clad in armor, exuding a murderous aura!
At the same time, divine weapons and magical light rained down from all directions.

Bang bang bang! ! ! !

Smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the air was filled with terrifying fluctuations of divine power.

What these gods found unbelievable was...

The boy, wearing a straw hat and a tattered Taoist robe, remained completely still.

The city god who was slashed down in mid-air changed his expression drastically.

It struck with fury.

It could be said to be the strongest blow.

As a result, not even a single hair of the dried tangerine peel was cut off.

Of course, their attacks are not entirely without effect.

because……

Chen Huangpi's head suddenly tilted to the side.

It was as if it had been broken, leaning against its shoulder, staring at them with a pair of clear black and white eyes in a strange posture.

The gods were overjoyed!
Not completely unharmed!!
It's nothing extraordinary!
This must be a deity, a very powerful deity, possessing numerous magical treasures.

Even so, it is impossible to ignore their combined attack.

But the next second.

A somewhat annoyed voice rang out.

"Chen Huang is really too bad. Now I find myself tilting my head to look at people if I'm not careful."

As he spoke, Chen Huangpi straightened his head, then stomped his foot, and a massive, unimaginably enormous demonic tree, burning with blood-red evil flames, appeared behind him.

The canopy of the demon tree was enormous, instantly covering the top of the entire imperial mausoleum.

Then, under the horrified gazes of all the gods...

Wow…

Countless fruits fell, their branches transforming into swords that unleashed a torrent of sword energy. (End of Chapter)