Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 112 The Realm of Ancient True Men

Late at night, an abandoned rice warehouse.

Chen Shunan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, meditating and concentrating, and summoned the precious edict.

【Grass Scroll (50/100)】

[Wish: 7 → 191]

The number of wishes received from sending blessed water over the past two days is only a little over eighty.

At the orphanage, because the chicken-head pearl needs to absorb the essence of surrounding flowers, trees, and herbs and nourish it with sweet water, which takes three or four days, it is temporarily impossible to obtain the wish through this method.

The biggest source of these new wishes was actually the fear and awe that arose when Lin Shouzhou, Zhou Qing, and the others tracked after Chen Shunan slew the demon underwater!
Whispers echoed in my ears.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Perhaps there was a powerful demon lurking in the shadows when I delivered water that day. I actually escaped death! What a close call!"

“A powerful demon has appeared on the water delivery route. I alone, oh, and that blockhead Lin Shouzhou, probably can’t hold out. We must report this to our master and ask him for a solution.”

"Wuqing County is in grave danger! The incense ash from the God of Wealth can only attract birds and beasts. No, I must go and ask for Wang Lingguan's golden whip to lash out at the demons of the Three Realms!"

Chen Shunan was dumbfounded.

No, one minute he's an elderly prodigy, the next a mysterious master, and now Chen is even a great underwater demon?
Chen has been mingling in the underworld for many years, and he has so many identities and aliases?
However, the existence of a great demon in the water is not a myth.

Indeed, a wounded demon was hiding beneath the Funiu River!

So, it seems that Chen inadvertently sent a warning to Wuqing County ahead of time?

Chen Shunan looked somewhat surprised, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Moreover, what is the incense ash that the temple keeper is talking about, that it has the ability to track and gather birds and beasts?
Wang Lingguan's golden whip seems to possess some other supernatural power?
Chen Shunan suddenly became alert.

Whether it was his imagination or not, this immortal destiny began the moment he came into contact with the Azure Fire.

One after another, various extraordinary powers arrived.

The Lingguan Temple enshrines more than ten deities, both large and small, and receives countless offerings of incense.

It is said that the most efficacious deities are the three statues of Lingguan, Huaguang Emperor, and the God of Wealth in the main hall.

Not only can it protect believers, but the golden whip, demon-subduing spear, and gold ingot on the statue, which have been burned by incense for a long time, have also become sacred objects.

However, Chen Shunan, relying on his status as the Water Emperor, vaguely sensed that the divine registers in the world were empty and devoid of any deities.

What is it that manifests divine power, sits high above the divine throne, and receives offerings from the masses?
"Hmph... This Holy Dynasty is full of pitfalls and dangers. The more you know, the less happy you become."

Chen Shunan felt a slight unease.

His current strength in slaying the three thieves is not bad, but he is only one level lower than a veteran like Master Hong Wu who has been roaming the martial arts world for many years.

But for Chen Shunan, it was still far from enough.

Perhaps only by achieving the perfection of slaying six thieves, becoming a martial arts grandmaster, or even entering the Dao through martial arts, can Chen Shunan have some sense of security.

"Therefore, cultivate!"

……

After turning a hundred wishes into incense and throwing them into the talisman.

Chen Shunan focused his mind and entered a state of tranquility.

Inside the stomach, the red-hot, soaked shiki-mura (a type of mineral) slowly dissolves.

The four-fold magnetite is actually a type of lodestone.

It can also be considered a kind of supernatural medicine.

Chen Shunan also heard that some other magnets, when dug out of the ground, would emit a strange light. Martial artists who were exposed to it would develop unusual physical characteristics, undergo changes in their constitution, and acquire extraordinary talents.

However, it has the drawback of shortening lifespan, and most people will die suddenly.

Chen Shunan speculated that this magnetic light might actually be a kind of predestined connection with the divine.

suddenly,
Chen Shunan's hearing became clear and strange.

It looked as if thousands of ants were crawling on the auricle and then all burrowing into the depths of the ear canal.

Suddenly, the once quiet rice granary became filled with a cacophony of harsh, unbearable noise.

The autumn wind rustles through the pine needles, the water flows in the irrigation ditch, and even the sound of one's own blood murmuring...

What was originally subtle and imperceptible now surged in like the beating of drums and the striking of bells, accompanied by all sorts of indescribable strange sounds!

Hearing sounds reveals the inner scene.

The big sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.

Chen Shunan felt an overwhelming sense of bewilderment and insignificance, as if he were a small boat adrift in a vast, towering sea, with nothing to rely on but to be swept away and tossed about by the waves. If he was not careful, he would be destroyed and die.

The clearer one's hearing, the more obvious the ear-stealing becomes, and the more intense the humiliating fear that comes with hearing the truth of the world becomes.

Chen Shunan sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyelids trembling slightly and his face twitching, seemingly neither awake nor asleep.

He always felt that something, perhaps a demon or an unseen evil spirit, was whispering in his ear.

Sometimes she spoke in a soft, gentle Wu dialect, which made him restless and his blood boil.

Sometimes it was a piercing scream, filled with immense fear, chilling to the bone.

Sometimes, it was Wan Niang's voice calling him, "Brother, stop practicing, look how pretty your sister is..."

At the first-rate level, one must slay six thieves; with each additional thief killed, one's strength experiences a tremendous leap.

The further you progress, especially after the Three Thieves realm, the difference between minor realms can be even greater than the difference between major realms before!
That is why the process of eliminating the six traitors became increasingly difficult and obscure.

Various illusions, inner demons, and the six thieves of the body and eyes entice and tempt, alternating in turn. Even the ear thief colludes with the body thief and eye thief who have already been killed... All six senses are in chaos, making it impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Those with weak minds are prone to going astray and even become mentally unstable, like a fool!
Strange noises kept coming from my ears.

Chen Shunan focused his mind on the Niwan point, and a sliver of mysterious light emanated from his body. The primordial Qi flowed like smoke within the Niwan point. At the same time, he visualized the Six Scenes Rotation True Skill Diagram, preventing sounds from invading his mind and constantly maintaining a clear and lucid state.

After an unknown amount of time, the chaos around me seemed to subside.

Chen Shunan was even able to gradually control the sensitivity of his hearing, and his mind could also control and distinguish the vast amount of information brought by his hearing.

Then, Chen Shunan suddenly heard hurried, light footsteps, as if someone was carrying a lantern, with the candlelight flickering.

The gate to the rice warehouse was pushed open, and the owner of the footsteps went straight into the attic, quickly heading towards Chen Shunan, and finally stopped in his ear.

Wan Niang's pitiful, almost pleading voice came through the air.
"Brother, something terrible has happened! The great demon beneath the Funiu Marsh, with countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals, has flooded Wuqing County. Instructor Lin is dead, Master Zhao is dead, everyone is dead!"

"Stop practicing! You're ruining the family! I'm going to be eaten by demons too!"

"Brother, wake up, wake up! Stop practicing, Wan Niang is scared..."

Chen Shunan's eyes rolled rapidly, his eyelids twitched wildly, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

"Brother, save me! That snake demon has spotted me! Ah!!"

Then came the gnawing sound of some kind of wild beast. It seemed that Wan Niang's rounded pelvis was crushed as it passed through the snake demon's throat, and then with a wriggling motion, it was swallowed completely into its belly bit by bit.

Wan Niang's screams continued for a long time, refusing to dissipate.

Within Chen Shunan's mind, a visualization image appeared.

Dragons and tigers surged and roared, charging and crashing towards him.

On the dragon and tiger, sat a figure with features similar to Chen Shun'an.

It's the Ear Thief!

"cut!"

Chen Shunan roared in his heart, his mind condensing into a heavenly blade, which immediately slashed at the ear thief. With no reduction in momentum, he slashed at the increasingly rampant body thief, eye thief, and nose thief again!
The world suddenly became clear.

All the illusions vanished.

'Wan Niang' no longer exists.

The previously somewhat chaotic and turbulent thoughts quickly solidified and grew stronger.

A surge of scalding blood and qi rose from the depths of the bone marrow, converging along the eight extraordinary meridians into the dantian.

Wherever it passes, the veins expand, the skin and membranes become active, the internal organs rejoice, and all the limbs and bones seem to awaken together, soaking in the warm current of the hot spring.

"call……"

After a long while, Chen Shunan slowly opened his eyes, exhaling like a dragon, forming two pillars of air that slammed onto the stone slabs on the ground, sending sand and gravel flying and creating two clearly visible holes the size of a thumb!
A surge of power instantly filled his entire body, but then, under Chen Shunan's control, it receded rapidly like the receding tide.

"The wonders of the world are vast, and the ancient sages all possessed great wisdom. They were able to find secret medicines corresponding to different realms to assist in cultivation, saving ordinary people from ten years of arduous practice."

"However, the risks are also high. One wrong step and all the previous efforts will be in vain. It is difficult."

Chen Shunan sighed softly.

In fact, Chen Shunan didn't believe Wan Niang's hallucinations and strange words at all.

Given Wan Niang's personality, if she were to encounter such great danger and felt that even Chen Shun'an was no match for her, she would simply run far away to avoid implicating Chen Shun'an as much as possible.

How could he possibly say something as absurd as 'Don't practice martial arts'?

However, this also served as a reminder to Chen Shunan.

He needed to make Wan Niang understand her own strength more clearly than others.

Otherwise, if something were to happen due to the unequal distribution of information, with Chen Shunan viewing him as a pig or a dog and Wan Niang as a demon, causing Wan Niang to suffer in silence and silently suffer behind the scenes, that would not be pleasant.

The night was deep, and all was quiet, except for the faint sound of gongs and clappers drifting from the end of the long street.

Breathing in the musty, stale dust of the rice warehouse, Chen Shunan felt utterly exhausted, his brow aching, as if he had been through a massive battle.

Normally, Chen Shunan could only take expensive remedies to barely restore his depleted willpower and spirit.

Now, Chen Shunan has a better option.

'Pop...'

The cork was opened, the water bladder rattled, and clear well water slapped against the leather bladder wall.

With a thought, a ferocious-looking Ran Yi fish suddenly swam out from between Chen Shun'an's eyebrows.

Ran Yiyu stared blankly at Chen Shunan.

Chen Shunan showed no pity, plucked a scale from the Ran Yi fish, and threw it into the water bag.

Chen Shunan tilted his head back, his throat gurgling, and drank the Ran Yi'an Divine Water in a few gulps.

The true men of old did not dream when they slept, nor did they have any worries when they were awake.

A truly enlightened person experiences peace of mind and soul during sleep, without having chaotic dreams; upon waking, their mind is free from worries and anxieties.

One can harvest the great medicine from the human body, where yin and yang harmonize and primordial qi is generated.

Hence, there are various legends of immortals in dreams and sleeping arhats.

At this moment, as Ran Yi'an's divine water went down his throat, Chen Shun'an also seemed to enter a state of 'no dreams in sleep, no worries in wakefulness'.

The breath was faint and still, and I slept soundly without dreams.

(End of this chapter)