Headless Immortal

Chapter 152 Lord Shoushan's Five Questions to the Demon King

The Living Buddha of Taoyuan stood firmly in the training ground, his arms outstretched like lotus blossoms, his left hand forming a mudra, and his right hand holding a flower-shaped finger.

The mountain is so high that it seems to reach the moon, like a wheel of merit suspended in the sea of ​​mist and clouds.

Hey.

The black eagle circled and landed on the Living Buddha's left palm.

clang clang.

The iron feather fan shape was combined into a bundle of long-haired swords.

The Living Buddha Lu Xunqian slowly raised his eyelids, his black and gold demonic eyes sweeping over the great demons and encompassing the thousand or so lesser demons.

"The outcome is decided; why don't you pay your respects to the King?"

"Go to hell!"

Tiger-like Tai Sui started cursing without warning.

A giant turtle from the water falsely claims to be the king of the land.

Tiger Claw turned around, revealing a weapon resembling a broadsword and long staff in front of him, which he cleaved straight for the head of Living Buddha Lu Xun without hesitation.

The Living Buddha's left palm eagle general leaped up, wielding his sword with one arm in a whirlwind thrust, forcing Tiger Might Tai Sui to release his weapon and strike the Living Buddha Lu Xun's neck with his tiger claw palm.

One move can trigger a chain reaction. The Tiger King's attack drew in other powerful demons as well. Apart from the Black Bull, who still had weapons, the rest were all unarmed. In a short time, more than a dozen powerful demons attacked, using fists, palms, claws, thorns, drills, whips, and more. The attacks formed a vortex on the ground like a storm, converging at a single point.

Xuanjia!

Boom,
hum.

The hexagonal crystal shield emanated from the center of both hands, spinning from small to large, hovering in front of the body with a hum. As the large shield landed, the thirty-six armored shields suddenly unfolded, forming a semicircle that flipped upside down on the ground, completely locking the more than ten great demons. The blue-green shield armor submerged the great demons' palms like flowing water.

Bear paws, tiger claws, deer hooves, crane feathers… they slowly engulfed their arms, as if the inside and outside were different worlds, until the great demon was completely enveloped. There was panic, doubt, and ecstasy; without this shield, they could actually touch the body of the Eight Great Kings.

Hard.

And so, there was the human-faced old mountain demon leaping high in the air without landing, as well as Du Laifeng and He Yunke slashing down from above, their dozen or so hands, scales, claws, and feathers touching the tortoise shell on its chest.

Living Buddha Lu Xun made a mudra with his left hand and a flower-shaped finger gesture with his right, bringing his hands together and slightly contracting his body.

With its towering body and the monstrous strength of the great demons, the elephant's legs plowed the ground three inches deep, solidifying the training ground ground enough for the black bear monster to run wild, causing cracks to appear along the elephant's legs.

Living Buddha Lu Xun's eyes widened in anger, like a Vajra. He bent his arms to his chest and unleashed a powerful punch, his iron fist several times larger than the eight-sided bright silver hammer of the martial arts hero in the story.

Like thunder pushing a mountain at the end of a sea of ​​clouds, a series of rumbling sounds rang out, and the air and earth suddenly exploded, along with the thirty-six Xuanjia shields shattering into crystalline streams of light that scattered into the night, and a dozen or so figures were suddenly flung away.

Some fell onto the high platform, some were thrown into the demon horde, and some crashed into the stone steps. Even those few with strong cultivation who could stabilize themselves in mid-air had to take ten or more steps back before they could stop.

The Living Buddha Lu Xun's elephant-like legs burst forth from the ground, and as he ran wildly, the earth trembled. His heavy punches, as heavy as stone rollers, were like the howling wind in the mountains and forests, producing a chilling tiger's roar.

Xiongshanjun roared to the sky, revealing his true form: a bear over nine feet tall. He pounced, clawed, and bit... his terrifying claws were harder than iron.

Cannon Fist.

In a flash, in a dive, the Tongbei Fist parried the Heavy Cannon Fist. Xiong Shanjun lost his balance after three moves and was struck in the jaw by the Living Buddha's Iron Fist, followed by the abdomen. After three punches, he went limp and lost his support, collapsing to the side with a thud.

Black Bull and Hairy Vajra, one with the body of a black iron bull and the other with the body of a powerful ape, attacked from both sides. The Living Buddha had to parry and strike at the same time, and was knocked to the ground by two feet and four fists.

The lesser demons dared not gather in groups. When the human-faced mountain demon was thrown out, they were afraid of being caught in the blast. They all found stone steps and curled up. The gutless young master spit out bubbles, and the alligator dragon was stuck upside down in the ground.

Tiger Might Tai Sui stared blankly at the pale green iron fist, his pupils reflecting the fist's enlargement as it crashed down like a mountain.

The strong wind blew his yellow and black hair, making his skin and flesh taut. He seemed to already foresee the scene of his head exploding like a watermelon, and his death would definitely be gruesome.

bass.

The massive, pale green, speckled fist, covered in spots, stopped in front of his nose, a burning sensation erupting at the tip.

The heavy fist slowly withdrew, the black-gold demonic eyes lowered their gaze, surveying all directions, and said calmly, "I came to Shoushan not to kill, but to save!"

Living Buddha Lu Xun lowered his fist and turned to walk towards Shu Er and the others.

thump.

Tiger King Tai Sui's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.

He didn't want to die; no monster wants to die. Just a moment ago, he truly thought he was going to die. All his demonic arts, tiger roars, fist techniques, and whirlwinds were useless against that fist, which was comparable to a mountain. At that moment, his tense mind relaxed, and his body collapsed, exhausted.

The Living Buddha Lu Xun came to the group of monsters and said to the black-armored, white-skinned man, "Go and fetch the horses."

"okay."

Black Armor and White Skin were overjoyed to go find Benlei and Hongyun.

"Get the weapons and magical artifacts back." Lu Xun glanced sideways at the Mud Bodhisattva.

The clay bodhisattva clasped his hands together and said, "Understood." Then he went to find the leopard junior officer in Shoushan City to retrieve the weapons and sword case that had been removed.

He moved nimbly, a smile always on his face, and quickly obtained the weapon from Junior Officer Leopard of the Mountain City. He then returned and handed the sword box and longsword to the captain.

Gao Qingzhi, who had revealed his true form, paused for a moment before slinging the sword box over his shoulder, raising his long sword, and hesitatingly said with shame, "Boss Lu, I..."

As a veteran captain, he should have known about the five elements and their interactions. If the mud was splashed with water, it would definitely cause damage. He became complacent and lowered his guard, thus ruining a promising situation.

On the other side, Black Armor led Benlei, White Skin led Red Cloud, and Toothless, who had been hovering in the sky, landed and stood beside Lu Xun.

"let's go."

Lu Xun did not linger on the empty fame and the entourage.

While it doesn't say that human warriors can't be used, it is indeed somewhat unfair to have a mere constable like a captain deal with monsters.

Since the monsters don't like them, they might as well leave and see if they can borrow some troops elsewhere. If not, they'll just have to be careful on the road.

"and many more."

Living Buddha Lu Xun suddenly turned around.

The one who stopped them was none other than Lord Shoushan, dressed in a dark blue brocade robe and high-top tiger-head boots. A small green sprout grew from his light green hair, which was tied into a cloud-like bun. His iron-wood face was full of doubt as he asked, "Have I failed to entertain you properly?"

Lu Xun replied, "The hospitality was excellent."

Shoushan Gong asked again, "Do you have any doubts about the martial arts competition at the training ground?"

"No worries."

Shoushan Gong asked three times: "Still do you not want to abide by the established rules?"

Lu Xun said, "No."

Lord Shoushan, with his prominent nose, square lips, and wide mouth, flicked his sleeves and pointed his thick wooden fingers at the large, crooked monsters and the trembling, scurrying little monsters in the training ground, asking, "Why is Your Majesty leaving? Are you abandoning them?"

"Or... are we simply not worthy of His Majesty's attention?"

Lu Xun was stunned and then fell silent, feeling that the so-called election had failed. Seeing that Lord Shoushan had questioned the Jiangzhou Water King five times, he finally shook his head and said, "Absolutely not!"

The monsters don't have a court. They can gather here, perhaps because they want to become the Demon King, but more likely because they hope to save the drought-stricken land.

“Since it is nothing,” Shoushan Gong said, clasping his hands in a gesture of respect and bowing deeply. “Please, Your Majesty, save Zhangzhou.” Huwei Taisui immediately prostrated himself on the ground, accepted the bow, and called out to His Majesty.

The voices of the monsters were not in unison, but rather layered like a tsunami: "Great King, Great King, Great King!"

Hearing the roar of the demons, the captain was slightly distracted. He thought of the legend of the founding emperor of this dynasty, and even felt a strong sense of threat, which made him grip his long sword tightly.

The leopard's eyes gazed at the towering Living Buddha of Peach Blossom Spring.

He had long known that Boss Lu was different; he was like a monster, and also like a human, but ultimately he was more like a human. A monster that resembles a human might not be a big deal, but a monster that can gather a crowd of monsters like a human must have abilities that are not limited to itself.

This reminded him of the legend of the 'Evil Rakshasa Demon City' deep in the mountains.

He shook his head slightly. How could that be?

He immediately broke into a bright smile.

It's not a bad thing!
The Living Buddha Lu Xun stepped forward and helped Shoushan Gong up, nodding and saying, "I came here to save Zhangzhou."

Duke Shoushan announced loudly, "Let's prepare a banquet to celebrate His Majesty's victory!"

Lu Xun raised his hand: "No rush, let's save the monster first."

"Correct."

The centenarian agreed, but he was so happy that he forgot about the matter and that there were monsters lying all over the ground.

These powerful demons were only lightly injured, but the lesser demons fighting in the training ground were seriously injured. Several of them were missing limbs and their breaths were getting weaker and weaker, and they were about to report to the underworld.

Lu Xun said, "Bring the empty wine barrels and wine bowls."

The centenarian urged hastily, "Quickly, bring the wild ginseng, lingzhi, blood flower, and muscle-building pomegranate from the mountain city..."

They listed a whole host of herbs, seemingly intending to empty the entire storeroom.

The leopard school and the cat official hurriedly ordered the little monsters guarding the mountain city to bring over empty buckets. More than ten buckets were brought over at once. The lynx put his hands together and smiled obsequiously. The little monsters beside him, who knew nothing about pharmacology, wanted to put all the herbs into the buckets and crush them.

"I come."

Shu Er volunteered, saying, "When I lived in Yingshan, I often prepared prescriptions and have some medical knowledge."

Lu Xun disregarded Shu Er's knowledge of pharmacology, as he didn't understand it. He took an empty barrel, used the captain's weapon to cut open his arm, and let the precious blood flow in. In no time, the empty barrel was full. Looking at the other empty barrels, he thought to himself, "If I fill them all up, won't they turn into dried turtles?"

Turning my head, I saw the lynx-like clerk grinning like a flower.

It was just that they mocked him at the banquet for not knowing anything about gold and silver.

'A lynx can laugh like that?' Lu Xun smiled, looking at the shimmering blood in the barrel. He picked up a large bowl, took a little, and tasted it himself. He nodded in satisfaction: 'Not bad, not bad. I wonder which spell is related to the precious blood. It's even more effective than the previous times.'

Lu Xun handed the bowl to the lynx official and said, "Give this to them to share."

"Drink less for minor injuries, drink more for serious injuries."

Seeing that there were quite a few wounded, Lu Xun added another bucket, even though it was a considerable burden for his 3.3-meter-tall frame, heavier than the previous attack by the great demons. Seeing that there was a lot of ashes, he didn't hold back, using them to repair the head of the Peach Blossom Spring Living Buddha, instantly dispelling his paleness and exhaustion.

Black Armor and White Skin were not idle. They had already drunk the precious blood and knew how to swallow it, what dosage to take for severe injuries and what dosage to take for minor injuries. One of the monsters held a large bowl and helped the monster up.

A snake demon had the white-skinned creature lift up the bowl and hand it to him, saying, "Here."

The snake demon took a sip, and the damaged scales were immediately pushed off by the newly grown tender scales, allowing the wounds from the weapon to extend into fleshy buds. In no time, it got up from the ground, reached out and touched the wounds on its shoulder and abdomen, blinked, and exclaimed in surprise, "I'm healed! I'm healed already?"

The monster had never used such a miraculous medicine before. Whether it was illness or injury, it always endured it on its own. For a moment, it even managed to squeeze out a few tears.

Whitey neither offered comfort nor mocked, but got up to find other monsters.

The Hundred-Year-Old Marquis organized his demon handlers to carry the seriously injured little demons to the center of the training ground. The tree spirit warriors of the mountain city carefully put down the seriously injured demons. Shu Er was brewing medicine on one side, while Shu Er was getting needles and thread to seal up the demons who were missing arms and legs. Then they were given precious blood to drink, so at least they were no longer crippled.

"What should we do?" Tiger Might Tai Sui couldn't bring himself to do it. The little monster in front of him was a flying squirrel with a hole in its belly, its intestines spilling out, bloody and twisting like a snake, covered in dirt and dust.

He was a tiger with sharp claws, so he could only stand there helplessly.

"Simple, just wash the intestines and sew them back up."

Shu'er approached, put the intestines in a clean basin, washed them with clean water, put them back into the flying squirrel's belly, and sewed them up with a needle that had been heated by fire.

The flying squirrel fainted from the pain but was woken up. It cried out that it was going to die. It calmed down after being given the precious blood and the pain was gone, but its belly was still numb.

"Brother Bear, how are you?" Xiong Shanjun helped the ferocious black bear that had been knocked over. The black bear, having drunk the precious blood, regained its senses and stammered, "Brother, I...I lost."

He turned the bear's head away, ruining his brother's plan. He had poured his heart and soul into uniting numerous powerful demons, yet he had lost.

"Just stay alive."

Xiongshan sighed.

Do your best in your demonic affairs and leave the rest to fate. If you lack the strength, there's nothing you can do. Besides, who would have thought that the Demon King wouldn't be born from the three demons of Zhangzhou, but instead from someone else...

He looked at the tall figure standing on the training ground, and his first thought was to save the monster, not to hold a victory celebration. He was truly impressed.

When it comes to monsters, strength is what matters.

Although they did not use any weapons and used few spells or divine abilities, the fact that one monster could withstand ten or so of them and knock them to the ground suggests that its strength is probably far superior to that of Lord Shoushan and Lady Qingshan. No wonder Lord Huangfeng was willing to be at their beck and call.

Even though the Yellow Wind Monster was seriously injured, the great demon's arrogance would not allow him to admit that he was not a strong enough demon.

The old mandrill's face was all wrinkled, and its features were obscured as it smiled.

He was one of the more human-like demons, and naturally he had acquired human habits. He had heard of the merit of following the dragon and knew the consequences of opposition, so he was afraid that the king would punish this old man.

The burrowing rat's smile was more like a grimace. He wanted to slap himself twice. Of all the monsters to pick on, why did he have to be so good at choosing the candidate for king from among so many? Now look what's happened. During the banquet later, he might not be sitting under the table, but rather sitting on the table as a dish.

Lord Shoushan smiled with satisfaction and emotion, saying, "Your Majesty's precious medicine is very effective. Most of the thirty-seven injured little demons have recovered, and several of their serious injuries have turned into minor ones that only require rest. Thanks to Your Majesty, not a single demon lost its life in this competition."

Lu Xun nodded slightly.

"What does Your Majesty mean?"

"hungry."

The banquet has been prepared long ago.

Regardless of who wins, Shoushan Gong has made full preparations.

Living Buddha Lu Xun led the way towards the main hall, with Shoushan Gong on the left and Shu Er on the right, leading Gong Li, Xiongshan Jun, Huwei Taisui, Heitian Niu... Black Armor, White Skin, Xuan Ying Wuya, and the Captain and Mud Bodhisattva walked side by side, with forty-eight demons converging behind them. Lu Xun had only taken a few steps when he stopped and turned his head, saying, "Isn't Your Majesty coming?"

Lady Qingshan had been watching intently, her triangular phoenix eyes twitching slightly, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowing. She stared at Lu Xun for a long time before taking a step closer. She naturally pushed her ear aside, standing only a step away from Lu Xun. Her red lips parted slightly, her voice magnetic with a hint of huskiness: "You're not bad, you're the makings of a king."

"However, you are not necessarily a match for me and the old tree spirit."

Living Buddha Lu Xun laughed heartily.

"You do not believe?"

"Do not believe!"

Lu Xun strode forward, his voice lingering in the night breeze of the mountain city.

(End of this chapter)