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

Chapter 180 The Method of Corpse Dissolution, Taiyin Refining Form

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyi nodded and said, "Alright."

Although Lu Jing's cultivation level was slightly inferior to Liu Qingyi's.

However, Liu Qingyi did not eliminate the Yi Zei, and in terms of perceiving the heavens and earth and discerning the qi, she was indeed inferior to Lu Jing.

Therefore, even Liu Qingyi tacitly accepted Lu Jing's judgment at this point.

There is nothing wrong with everyone.

"That's all."

Zhao Guangxi sheathed his sword, but his shoulder still ached slightly.

Qiu Chen glanced at his lame leg, which was being eroded to the bone by the Yin energy, and his face darkened. He could only acquiesce.

Then, various orders and transfers were issued in rapid succession.

Several experts approached with surprise and uncertainty, but stopped at the foot of the hill.

The earthen mound is now hardly a hill anymore; it's so bare that you can hardly find a decent tree stump.

The ground was riddled with shell craters, and the lingering power of that spirit had not dissipated even after so much time.

Ordinary birds and beasts that can run away have already run away.

Those who couldn't escape were scared to death.

It has completely changed the landscape of Tutanzipo, and for a long time, it will probably be barren.

The great battle that took place tonight has truly opened everyone's eyes.

Those true masters at lower levels, who had only killed one or two thieves, were particularly captivated and filled with longing.

The gazes he gave to Lu Jing, Zhao Guangxi, and Qiu Chen were filled with awe.

Looking at Liu Qingyi, it was even more like seeing a god or demon!
If slaying five thieves is enough, what about those who have reached the pinnacle of six thieves, or even become martial arts grandmasters?

Many people felt a surge of excitement upon hearing this, wishing they could immediately transform themselves and become martial arts masters.

Leaving aside the fact that these true masters were so incredibly excited.

Upon receiving orders from Zhao Guangxi and others, they immediately assembled a group of second-rate martial artists and issued the orders.

Then these second-rate warriors went to Sakano Tsudo and temporarily recruited a group of third-rate warriors.

So second-rate warriors supervised the work, while third-rate warriors did the work.

Pushing a wooden cart, piled with thick ropes and wooden signs, with a sign hanging that reads "No Strangers Allowed".

They also cut down tree trunks as thick as bowls from other hilltops, placed them across both ends of the Tutanzi Mountain Road, nailed wooden stakes in them, and tied hemp ropes soaked in tung oil to them, making it look like the mountain was closed off.

Everyone was busy at work.

Unbeknownst to them, an almost imperceptible figure quietly approached the edge of the pit.

Chen Shunan cautiously reached out, his hand catching a wisp of malevolent energy.

There was no burning sensation at his fingertips; the malevolent energy circled his palm and then vanished without a trace.

The Yin Sha Qi, which was extremely troublesome in the eyes of Lu Jing, Liu Qingyi and the others, and which even they dared not risk their lives against, was easily manipulated by Chen Shunan and could not harm them.

Like a hen incubating eggs, or a cat catching a mouse.

It is impervious to cold and dampness, and untouched by evil spirits.

This is the unique and profound secret of Chen Shun'an's slaying of the five traitors.

"I thought this was an ability that came with the advancement of martial arts, but it seems that Liu Qingyi does not possess it... Could it be related to my Tiger Tendon Leopard Meridian and the opening of my Niwan point? Or perhaps, it is both?"

Then, Chen Shunan's eyes lit up. Taking advantage of the darkness and the evil aura, he silently slid into the cave, his figure instantly swallowed by the black mist.

What is poison to one is honey to another.

The malevolent energy within this deep pit could not deter Chen Shun'an in the slightest.

Moreover, even if Zhao Guanghui were still alive, after being severely injured by Liu Qingyi and the others, how much strength would he still have left?
It is Chen Shunan’s duty to rid the people of this scourge!

After Chen Shunan entered the deep pit.

"Brother Lu, are you alright?"

Yun Ruo strode quickly to Lu Jing's side with her long, straight legs, her face full of worry.

Lu Jing sat cross-legged on the ground, his expression unchanged, and nodded.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."

It would have been better if Lu Jing hadn't said those words. Once he did, Yun Ruo, who knew Lu Jing's character very well, knew perfectly well that he was just putting on a brave face.

Yun Ruo's voice trembled slightly as she spoke.
"Wait here, I will return to Tongzhou City and ask the imperial physician, Master Zhong Yuan, to treat you."

“Yun Ruo…”

Watching the determined figure turn away after all attempts to stop her failed, I saw her stubbornly going her own way.

Lu Jing raised his hand, but ultimately lowered it.

"well&……"

He groaned, his blood and qi becoming disordered, almost out of control.

He quickly closed his eyes, regulated his breathing, and began circulating his qi throughout his body.

The cold moon hangs high, and frost pours down.

As the noise subsided, the crowd dispersed one after another.

The martial artist guarding the mountain pass wrapped himself tightly in his cotton-padded coat, hugged his sword, and leaned against a wooden stake, taking a nap.

Tonight, Lu Jing is on guard duty.

I don’t know how long it took.

From the soil still stained with dark brown bloodstains, suddenly wisps of golden threads began to flow, as if they were sentient.

After slightly determining the direction, he crawled towards Lu Jing, who was closing his eyes to heal his injuries.

Then it winds its way up from behind him, without Lu Jing even noticing it.

The golden thread instantly pierced into Lu Jing's seven orifices.

Lu Jing, who was immersed in circulating his qi and blood, suddenly stiffened and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The wound hidden beneath her clothes healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her face changed from pale to flushed.

His aura not only didn't decrease but actually increased, steadily rising and showing significant improvement.

Lu Jing opened his eyes with some surprise, but seemed to feel that his injuries had healed, and that he had even made further progress, which was natural and not surprising. So he stopped worrying about it.

He continued to cultivate in silence.

……

Boom,
Boom,
thump...

The footsteps echoed amidst the surging Yin energy, sounding exceptionally clear in the deep pit.

A rustling sound came from all directions.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of red light shot through the air.

Chen Shunan remained expressionless, merely turning slightly to the side. The malevolent aura, powerful enough to pierce through walls of copper and iron, grazed past his shoulder, then stagnated and split behind him, twisting into a menacing shape, poised to pounce.

Nearby, a new malevolent aura, like a venomous snake raising its head, was gathering strength, ready to strike.

Chen Shunan glanced at the surging murderous aura beside him, flicked his wrist, and his longsword was drawn from its sheath. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and his eyes followed the sword as he gently pointed forward.

Bang!
This sword strike, seemingly effortless, was like a sage pointing the way, stirring up invisible ripples in the chaotic and malevolent land.

The incoming malevolent energy suddenly caved in, as if struck by a heavy blow, thinning considerably and flying backward, along with the malevolent energy that had originally swirled in that direction, which also dissipated.

Chen Shunan then brandished his sword, infusing it with the Flying Immortal Force.

boom!
As if swept away by an invisible tide, the dense malevolent aura around him instantly dissipated, leaving only a few scattered fragments that lingered and dared not approach.

At this moment, Chen Shunan truly resembled a swordsman who had immersed himself in the way of the sword for decades.

Soon, Chen Shunan descended into the blood pool of the underground palace with his sword.

The dome has mostly collapsed, and the buildings here are in a state of disrepair.

The pillars were broken, and the foundation was crushed by fallen boulders. Only the bottom of the dried-up blood pool and the scattered corpses could be barely seen.

"Strange, where is the treasure?"

Chen Shunan muttered a few words of doubt, his voice echoing in this gloomy place, fading away layer by layer, making it even more desolate.

He rummaged through the items, impatient and greedy.

Finally, in an inconspicuous corner of the collapsed underground palace, next to a corpse, he found a white pill, only the size of a thumb, that emitted a unique eerie light.

Looking at it, one immediately senses its extraordinary nature; it seems to have dragon and phoenix patterns, with various talismans moving around it, and sometimes transforming into a cicada shell with distinct shells and shriveled flesh.

"My precious darling, my destiny, so you were here all along!"

Upon seeing this, Chen Shunan's eyes flashed with intense light, and he was about to make his move.

As expected, an unexpected change occurred.

A sharp and chilling force of intent suddenly pierced out from the white pill. Before it even touched Chen Shunan's brow, he felt his hair stand on end and instinctively warned him, almost as if he had foreseen it.

The pent-up power of thought in his mind, like a vast ocean, suddenly roared like thunder, as if it had been provoked, and tried to tear apart the incoming power of thought.

Suppress the vast ocean of thoughts in my mind.

Chen Shunan moved his index finger slightly, his sword moving like a woven tapestry, hooking and parrying more than ten times in a row before letting out a muffled groan and hastily retreating several feet away, barely managing to repel the sharp and chilling mental force.

And that power of intention suddenly spun out in an arc.

Whoosh!

The "Pearl-containing Miasma-avoiding Pill" hanging on Chen Shunan's waist was suddenly torn to shreds.

However, the surrounding malevolent energy seemed oblivious, remaining unmoved and not approaching to erode Chen Shun'an.

"Huh? You're actually unaffected by the Yin energy? That's strange."

A voice, unlike that of people in this world, with an accent and vocabulary that leaned towards that of people from hundreds of years ago, rang in Chen Shunan's ears.

There was still a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Chen Shunan was filled with doubt and surprise, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Who is your Excellency?"

"I have long forgotten my name. Just consider me the spirit of the [Undying Molt] artifact."

A faint voice rang out, carrying a hint of melancholy and vicissitude.

Weapon spirit?

Chen Shunan seemed to understand something and said,
"Sir, are you a cultivator?"

"Cultivating immortality... Heh heh, it's rare that you have such insight, not calling me an immortal. That's right, I was once a cultivator, practicing the methods of corpse dissolution and the Taiyin Body Refining Technique..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Shunan's face showed a hint of panic, as well as a trace of anticipation and longing to personally encounter a cultivator.

Chen Shunan softened his voice: "Then, senior, could you teach me the methods of cultivating immortality?"

"Of course, you should step forward and grasp this [Undying Molting Insect Solution], and I will examine your bones, determine your fate, and weigh your immortal roots."

Chen Shunan's face lit up with surprise, but he didn't budge an inch, only pressing for an answer.

"Oh? Could it be that cultivating immortality requires immortal roots, just like martial arts requires aptitude and talent? I dare to ask, senior, which famous mountain did you come from, where did you attain enlightenment, and what kind of magic do you usually use? I once obtained a scripture, but I do not understand its meaning. I would like to ask the immortal to enlighten me... There is something that existed before heaven and earth, formless and originally silent, capable of being the master of all things, not subject to the withering of the four seasons..."

The spirit of the artifact had not expected Chen Shunan to have so many questions. It remained silent for a moment and did not answer. Instead, it kept urging Chen Shunan to quickly grasp the [Undying Molting Technique].

Seeing the 'spirit's' reaction, Chen Shunan sighed and said softly,
"Why bother with this mystical act... Zhao Guanghui."

"It's a mistake."

The spirit suddenly realized, and said, "So you thought I was that wicked man in disguise? Take a look..."

Having said that, the [Undying Molting Insect Dissolution] trembled slightly, making a tinkling sound, and transformed into a cicada molting disc.

The shell flaps open and close, revealing a faint shadow.

He was actually a Taoist, dressed in a bright red robe embroidered with black and white yin-yang fish, with a multicolored sash around his waist. He truly had the air of an immortal, a divine being among immortals.

"You are quite suspicious. Zhao Guanghui, that filthy man, has long since been annihilated and is beyond dead... He has no immortal roots and can only superficially refine this magic weapon. It's a case of casting pearls before swine."

The Taoist priest remained calm, showing neither joy nor sorrow.

"This body does not possess the bones of an immortal, so even if you encounter a true immortal, do not seek them in vain. Come closer, and if you do possess the bones of an immortal, I will guide you on the path to immortality. One day you will live forever, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"I see. Then please, Immortal Master, examine my bones!"

Chen Shunan's doubts were now completely dispelled.

(End of this chapter)