Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 455 The storm is coming

The disparity is so huge that even if the Five Elements Divine Thunder accounts for the reason of self-deduction, it still cannot conceal the specialness of Lingshu Qingyuan True Water.

"Could it be that after practicing dual cultivation with the Dragon Girl, I have gained some of her water magic talent?"

He guessed aloud, not knowing that this was only one of the reasons.

The main reason why he was able to cultivate the Lingshu Qingyuan True Water so easily was because he had comprehended it through the help of the "Dutian Shuifu Zhenlu". In addition, he had formed the Water-walking Golden Pill, which naturally blessed his water skills...

If his guess was correct, the next "Eternal Flow" would most likely be just as simple and clear, and could be completed very quickly.

Thinking of this, he kept moving. After dispersing the shadow of the Water Palace, he took out the jade slip containing "The Flow of the River Through the Ages" and began to deduce it bit by bit.

For a moment, the dimly lit room fell silent, with a faint aquamarine light flickering from time to time, mixed with the sound of flowing water, light and pleasant...

……

Just as Chen Mu was immersed in practicing the Dharma, he left the volcano.

"Hahaha... Master Lihuo, it's a deal. But until the end, don't rely on your seniority and status to bully others and act tyrannically!"

In the rose-red clouds, Taoist Tianxing waved his sleeves, and his entire figure turned into a beam of light and disappeared in an instant, leaving behind bursts of laughter that lingered for a long time.

Under the crimson clouds, inside the palace, Taoist Lihuo was wearing a fiery red robe. His hair and beard were originally snow-white, but they looked slightly red against the background of the robe. His face was dignified and extraordinary, but at this moment he was snorting coldly.

"Tian Xing is really rude. Do you think I have the same shameless personality as him?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the rich spiritual energy that permeated the air began to swirl faintly, as if it had caused ripples just by his casual words.

Many Jindan Zhenren below lowered their eyes and did not dare to respond easily.

"Chishan!"

Taoist Lihuo pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke and looked down.

The real person standing at the front immediately bowed and responded: "Disciple is here."

"Pass the order on. One month from now, the mountain gate will select one person to inherit the Heavy Heaven River. All water-walking masters of the mountain gate can participate. The winner will receive the Heavy Heaven Water Spirit to cultivate..."

Chi Shan was stunned when he heard this and said, "Master, didn't Senior Uncle Tianxing just say that only Junior Nephew Chen and Junior Brother Seven would compete? Why did you involve others?"

Taoist Lihuo remained expressionless, his eyes flickered as he murmured:

"Do you really think Cang'er can defeat that kid named Chen? How can you guarantee victory without messing up the situation?"

As soon as the words fell, a blue-robed figure stood up from behind Chi Shan and said indignantly, "Master, why do you look down on me? Since I entered the Dao, I have never been defeated by a peer...

"Big Brother, you must invite all your friends and colleagues to come and watch me fight, and see how I easily take this man down!"

Chi Shan's heart trembled, and he quickly glanced at his master.

Everyone in Fushan Changhe knew that the Taoist priest Lihuo attached great importance to hierarchy. Only he, the seventh junior brother, dared to talk back to the master because of his secular status as the nephew and junior of the master.

But even so, Taoist Lihuo still frowned and was about to scold and get angry. Chishan sighed in his heart and could only speak first to ease the situation.

"Seventh Junior Brother, don't be careless. You just heard from Uncle Tianxing that Junior Brother Chen has mastered the famous magical power of the third generation ancestor, the Lingshu Qingyuan Zhenshui... Given his fame, this magical power must be extraordinary. How will you respond?"

Li Cang, however, was not concerned at all. He laughed heartily and said, "Big Brother, you are worrying too much. After all, that kid has just broken into the Golden Core Realm. Even if he cultivates the Spiritual Pivot Pure Source True Water, how much power can he exert?
Besides, I am not an ordinary person. I have also achieved the magical power of the Golden Core and have cultivated my innate magical power for many years. How could I be afraid of him, who has just entered the Golden Core stage?"

After hearing this, Chishan thought about it and felt that he seemed to be overthinking.

It's important to understand that any disciple of Fushan Changhe who achieves the Golden Core of Divine Powers is capable of defeating ordinary Golden Core cultivators across levels, so it's not easy for them to be overtaken. Furthermore, Chen Mu is merely a disciple of Junior Brother Zhuang. Even achieving the Golden Core by chance is already a rare achievement, so how can he compare to Li Cang, who has practiced for many years...

"Hmph, superficial view. Decades of practice have all gone to waste!"

Seeing that Li Cang was still complacent, Taoist Lihuo immediately scolded him angrily, his temper was extremely hot.

The disciples below him hurriedly bowed their heads and whispered, "Master, please don't be angry. Seventh Junior Brother has always been like this. After hearing your advice, he will naturally pay more attention."

Seeing this, even though Li Cang was full of disdain in his heart, he could only bow and agree: "Disciple, I will not take it lightly..."

……

A fire kite flew out of the volcano, and with a slight shake, more than ten clones appeared, which went one after another towards the Taoist temple of Shui Xing Zhenren in the long river of Fushan.

Within half a day, all the cultivators in the mountain gate knew what would happen to the Changhe River in a month, and their reactions varied.

Some were eager to compete, others turned a blind eye and had no intention of leaving, and even more were just there to watch the excitement...

"Brother Hu, this kind of opportunity is hard to come by. If you miss it, you might not get another chance like this in a hundred years. You must fight for it and boost the prestige of our Jinsang lineage!"

"It's difficult. This move by Ancestor Lihuo must be for Junior Brother Li. Everyone knows that he is the sect's number one Water-walking Immortal. Even Senior Brother Hu, who is in the middle stage of the Golden Core, was defeated by him."

"That was all several years ago. Senior Brother Hu practiced hard in seclusion for many years, just to avenge his previous shame..."

"The Long River of the Clouds is a fourth-order spiritual river, and it's also the foundation of the mountain protection formation. Once we succeed, Junior Sister Wu will definitely be treated respectfully by the Yuanying ancestors, and maybe even become their disciple..."

"Master, I am also a Water-walking Golden Core. Do I want to participate in this fight?"

"What's going on with Lihuo and the others... Wait and see. If nothing unexpected happens, you can join in."

……

For a time, there were discussions in all the Taoist temples in Fushan Changhe, but on the surface, it was very quiet, as if everyone was waiting for the Changhe competition in a month.

Three days later, Chen Mu suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand to disperse the restriction, and let Xiao Qi jump in.

"What's the matter?"

"Master, someone just sent a message saying that the date for the duel has been set, and asked you to prepare well. They also brought something..."

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows and took what Xiao Qi offered him.

It was a gloomy little knife with a broad blade, only about a foot long, and it exuded a murderous aura. One could tell at a glance that this knife had stained many lives.

"magic weapon?"

After a brief thought in his mind, he realized that this thing should be lent to him by Patriarch Tianxing, probably because he was afraid that he would be defeated by the magic weapon.

"It seems that Patriarch Tianxing has made a lot of bets..."

Chen Mu smiled inwardly and did not pretend to be polite in response. After waving his hand to send Xiao Qi away, he immediately activated his spiritual sense and left a soul mark on the knife.

The next moment, the gloomy knife penetrated into his dantian. After sensing it, he suddenly felt happy.

"The Immortal-Slaying Sword, such a ferocious killing weapon... If I use all my strength, I'm afraid even I might not be able to successfully block it."

Chen Mu secretly clicked his tongue and became more and more confident. With the help of this treasure, the only missing part was made up. His fighting power reached the peak. Who else could compete with him in the vast sky and river?
(End of this chapter)