Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 648 The Beggar's Acting Skills
"You've been acting for so long, can we eat now?"

Chen Gou'er wiped the meat off his mouth, stared at Cang, and swallowed hard.

He had just gone to great lengths to manipulate Wu Qinghe's flesh and blood, obscuring some of Cang's senses and making Him sluggish.

At that moment, his heart was itching with desire.

He wasn't greedy for Cang, after all, this was just the source of Cang's will.

Essentially, he was lusting after Wu Qinghe's body.

At this moment, Wu Qinghe's physical body can be said to have entered the realm of immortality.

The sweetness of the immortal's flesh and blood was no less than that of Li Wushou's flesh and blood. In fact, Chen Gou'er had a strange sense of familiarity with it, as if he had once enjoyed it.
However, his question about whether it was edible was not directed at Wu Qinghe.

He didn't want to be chased and cause trouble by Li Wushou!
He had barely finished asking the question when he felt Li Wushou glance at him.

That's really stingy.

What's wrong with eating two pieces of meat?
He won't let you eat his own meat, and he won't even let his wife eat hers?
With a soft hum, Chen Gou'er chuckled again.

The old beggar promised him that once he suppressed Cang's will and found Cang's physical body, he would give him a hearty meal.

According to the old beggar, Cang's physical body was inherited from the Ancestral Dragon.

He's tasted dragon meat!
He had secretly eaten the flesh of the Dragon King of Huazhou, and it wasn't very good.

But the Dragon King's dragon offspring tastes good.

According to Li Wushou, when a dragon seed is cultivated to its ultimate level, it becomes an innate spirit and a body close to that of an immortal.

But even a primordial spirit cannot compare to the Ancestral Dragon.

The old beggar said that Zu Longzai had dozens, if not hundreds, of innate spirits, so how delicious must his flesh be?
Chen Gou'er was filled with anticipation and became even more impatient.

On the other side, the old beggar was about to reply when he heard this.

But he couldn't help but cough lightly.

A crack flashed across the golden face.

The memorial tablet he held in his hands shimmered with a brilliant light, barely stabilizing his body.

What just happened was extremely dangerous.

Li Wushou's Taoist magic and Chen Gou'er's physical abilities alone are not enough to lure Cang into a trap. If Cang notices even the slightest problem, all efforts will be in vain.

So he not only risked half his life, but also his incense burner, fragments of the divine kingdom, and all the incense and prayers he had accumulated over the years.

It can be said that if it weren't for the spirit tablet of his true self, which was keeping him alive by a thread, he would already be dead.

This is how Cang came to believe he had everything under control, thus lowering his guard.

His gaze swept over Chen Gou'er and Li Wushou, and the old beggar couldn't help but secretly praise them.

Li Wushou's acting skills were truly inherited from him, and he even surpassed his master.

Although the battle with Cang was short, Li Wushou was completely absorbed in it.

The last look he gave Wu Qinghe convinced him completely.

In order to completely annihilate himself, Cang indeed unleashed all of his original will.

In one fell swoop, He destroyed the fragments of His own divine kingdom and the power of His incense and vows, and even Li Wushou, whom He considered a vessel or puppet!
What surprised him even more was Chen Gou'er.

Chen Gou'er was a bit dim-witted; despite the nourishment from the Blood Buddha's flesh and blood, the old beggar was still somewhat uncertain.

But when it comes to food, drink, and money, Chen Gou'er always manages to unleash amazing potential.

Controlling Wu Qinghe's flesh and blood just now wasn't something that could be done simply by blindly deceiving and covering up.

It is also necessary to subtly influence Cang's will based on the situation on the field, thereby guiding Cang step by step into the trap he has prepared.

In retrospect, Chen Gou'er did an excellent job!
Even if I were to operate it myself, this would be the best I could do.

Looking at Chen Gou'er, the old beggar smiled and replied:

"Once we defeat the opponent, that's all!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Gou'er grinned and moved his arms as if to celebrate. Then, as if remembering something, he held the memorial tablet firmly in his hands again and sat down properly.

Then he looked at Li Wushou with an impatient expression.

Li Wushou sat quietly.

He was still somewhat dazed at this moment.

What just happened wasn't just a tragedy for the old beggar; he also paid a heavy price. The backlash from the collective will resulted in the destruction of most of his flesh and blood, his divine aperture that had merged with the fragments of the old beggar's divine kingdom, and even a large portion of Li Wushou's inner and outer worlds.

If it were anyone else, even Wu Zhuangyuan or Wu Qinghe, after the previous ordeal, facing Cang's attack again would have meant certain death.

Fortunately, it wasn't just the old beggar; Li Wushou also possessed a spirit tablet that held onto his life.

Nevertheless, this experience is no different from dying once.

Even now, he still finds it difficult to calm down.

Looking down at Wu Qinghe's figure, a ferocious and crazed expression gradually appeared on her face.

Li Wushou knew that things were not as simple as the old beggar had described.

When the old beggar told him about his plan, he only mentioned that he would lure Cang's will to descend and make him willingly enter the Three Immortals Pavilion.

At this moment, Cang's will was indeed trapped, but how could they be subdued?

Apart from Chen Gou'er, he and the old beggar were almost at their wits' end.

Moreover, in order to make it realistic, he even released the mental control of the talisman masters and others, and even stopped absorbing the incense offerings from the Sealed Spirit Path and the Myriad Beast Domain.

Although his own path was comprehensive, the gap was enormous compared to Cang, who had absorbed the Forbidden Immortal Realm and evolved the Dao to its extreme.

If given another hundred years or so, Li Wushou was confident that he could suppress the heavens.

Now things are a bit difficult.

Just then, Cang seemed to realize what was happening.

His ashen face slowly turned solemn.

Suddenly, he looked up and glanced around at the old beggar, Li Wushou, and Chen Gou'er.

He asked in a cold voice:

"In that battle, your last wish wasn't for me to fall into an endless cycle of slumber, but for him?"

As he spoke, Cang finally focused his gaze on Chen Gou'er.

"You went to great lengths to bring my will into your possession, hoping to kill me with it?"

His expression was cold, and Cang moved.

Surrounded by a jumble of light and shadow, Cang stepped out of the painting.

Looking around again, he was indeed inside the thatched hut of the Three Immortals Pavilion.

The thatched hut now looks exactly like the one in the painting.

Cang sat on the square table, with a simple incense table set up behind him.

Looking down, I saw a square table with three legs, and the traces of incense and ink on the tabletop were slowly fading away.

He was captured in this painting just now.

And this square table is also quite extraordinary.

He sensed the aura of the Heavenly Kingdom above, indicating that the Heavenly Emperor had split his divine kingdom in two back then.

Most of it was used to create this square table, and the rest was used to merge with Li Wushou's divine aperture to create a divine aperture space.
For some reason, this fragment of the divine kingdom has improved considerably over the years.

Although it was split in two, even the part that merged with Li Wushou was almost the same size as the original whole piece.

Was it because of the unique fragrance of incense just now?

No wonder the painting on this table could briefly cloud His will.

Composing himself, he saw Li Wushou and Chen Gou'er sitting on his left and right respectively.

And directly opposite Him, as always, sat the Heavenly Emperor.

The three people each held a memorial tablet with their names engraved on it in their hands, and were quietly gazing at Him.

His tense body suddenly relaxed a bit, and Cang's expression slowly became calm.

He refocused his gaze on the old beggar and said calmly:
"He was able to injure the First Emperor back then because the First Emperor was foolish."

You stole his flesh and blood, begged for this child, and now you want to use him to kill me? Did you really think I've been sleeping for all these millennia?

With those words, an overwhelming will permeated the entire thatched hut of the Three Immortals Pavilion.

"Now that I'm here, what are you going to do?"

(End of this chapter)