Hei Fengshen's infinite deduction to become a saint

Three hundred skins gradually shrank under the eerie ripples, their surfaces covered with sinister patterns.

Finally, three hundred pieces of skin of varying sizes were piled up in front of Li Changshou's noodles.

Some skins are half the size of a person, while others are only the size of a palm.

Each piece of French skin had turned flesh-colored, with eerie patterns and marks visible on it, as if it were alive and moving around, giving one goosebumps just looking at it.

The size of the hide indicates its quality. Li Changshou quickly selected ten hides that were half the size of a person, which were suitable for offering as tribute.

He opened the offering storage bag, put ten large pieces of leather inside, and then put the other leather pieces into another storage bag.

Then, his gaze fell on the bones and tendons.

Li Changshou continued refining, this time using the "Shangqing Bone Refining Technique" and the "Tendon Refining Technique".

The "Shangqing Bone Refining Technique" is the most complete and effective technique for refining materials, while the "Tendon Refining Technique" and "Skin Refining Technique" are quite different.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Li Changshou finally completed the preparation of all the ritual materials.

The offerings were placed separately into a storage bag, while those of poor quality were stored in other storage bags.

Li Changshou patted the offering storage bag at his waist and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The crisis of paying tribute can be resolved."

Feeling that more than half of the strange energy in his body had been consumed, he needed to find a way to replenish it.

"Sigh, this is the troublesome thing about not reaching the Nascent Soul stage."

"After reaching the Divine Transformation stage, the evil energy merges into the Divine Soul Imprint and transforms into magical power. Even if it is used, it can be gathered again from the void, and at least eight or nine tenths can be recovered. There is no need to waste a lot of time replenishing the evil energy anymore."

As Li Changshou gradually used various methods, he increasingly felt that cultivation in this world was full of pitfalls and had too many restrictions.

Just as he was deep in thought, a streak of black fire suddenly descended from the sky.

"Is the Nameless Taoist here? Come out and see me!"

The resounding sound shook the entire island.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Li Changshou was startled and suddenly looked up at the sky.

"How is that possible? He wasn't arrested? He's back so quickly," a chill ran down his spine.

Taking a deep breath, he quickly said loudly, "I am Wuming Daoren, greetings to Your Excellency Yiqi Xian."

Hearing his call, Ma Yuan, the Qi Immortal who had his arms crossed, lowered his gaze and looked at him.

A cold voice rang out, "I am Ma Yuan from the White Bone Cave of Skull Mountain. I am here by order of Golden Turtle Island to collect this year's tribute."

"Nameless Taoist, have you prepared your offerings for this year?"

Upon hearing this, Li Changshou's pupils suddenly contracted.

"What's going on? He's already seen me before? Why is he repeating it again? His eyes seem to indicate that he doesn't even remember having seen me before."

"Could his memory have been erased?" This possibility came to his mind almost instantly.

Feeling uneasy, Li Changshou's eyes narrowed. "Let's give him a try."

He took the offering pouch from his waist and presented it with both hands, saying, "Li Changshou, the nameless Taoist, a nominal disciple of the Jie Sect, obeys your command."

"These are the ritual materials offered by the disciples this year."

One Qi Immortal Ma Yuan snorted coldly, black flames flickering around his head, and he stopped in front of him in a flash.

He reached out and took the storage bag, opened it and looked inside. Regret flashed in his eyes, and he greedily eyed Li Changshou. "Hmph, the quantity matches up. I received the items."

"According to the orders from Jinbie Island, the tribute will be doubled next year."

Before Li Changshou could speak, she flashed into the sky and disappeared into the distance.

Li Changshou stared in the direction he had left, his eyes as cold as still water. "He really doesn't have that memory anymore."

A chill ran through him. "It must have been the Westerners who made the move."

"Probably the most shameless one."

"Could it be that the one in the West, because of his sudden appearance, has seen my body through cause and effect?"

The mere thought of this possibility sent chills down Li Changshou's spine, filling him with a sense of dread.

His expression shifted, and he pondered to himself, "The Westerner didn't arrest Ma Yuan directly because they didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble."

"The Investiture of the Gods hasn't truly begun yet, and the Westerners don't dare to openly take action."

"I'm safe, at least for now."

"We've passed the hurdle of making offerings this year."

"Next, we must find a way to improve our cultivation level as soon as possible."

"In the normal Investiture of the Gods war, only Yang Jian, who achieved sainthood in his physical body, Nezha, the Third Prince, and several Golden Immortals from the Jie Sect were granted the title of True Gods without being listed on the Investiture of the Gods list."

"If I'm one of those three thousand travelers in the Western mortal world, then where is my path?"

"Go straight to the Heavenly Court? But this world is different from the novels; going directly to the Heavenly Court is unlikely to yield any results unless someone introduces you?"

Li Changshou's mind raced as he carefully searched for a viable way out.

"First, the Jade Disc of Creation, which infinitely deduces the Great Dao, is my core reliance."

"Secondly, to bring it to its limit, I need all the known information and the energy for deduction."

"Third, my next two goals are to gather information and energy by all means and use the Jade Disc of Creation to deduce a viable path to survival."

Li Changshou's mind cleared, and he saw his path ahead clearly.

"Given my current position, there are three places where I am most likely to have access to a large amount of information."

"The first place is the Sutra Repository on Yingxian Island, which is located on the outskirts of Jinbie Island. There is no true Dharma there, only various recorded scriptures offered by disciples of the Jie Sect over the years."

"Even a nominal disciple like me has the opportunity to go in and borrow books."

"The second place is the uninhabited caves on various deserted islands in the East China Sea, where ancient cultivators may have practiced and recorded various stone inscriptions."

"The third place is the capital city of the Shang Dynasty, where the knowledge of the entire human race should be stored."

After some thought, he quickly made a decision: "Let's go to the outskirts of Golden Turtle Island first."

Thinking of the Golden Turtle Island from the original owner's memories, Li Changshou felt a chill run down his spine and swallowed hard.

His gaze drifted towards Golden Turtle Island, and he silently used his escape technique to head there.

Time was of the essence, and the path to godhood was not far off; he didn't want to waste a single second.

The gloomy sea always gives people a suffocating feeling, and looking at it for too long can even affect one's mental state.

As Li Changshou flew away, he silently recited the "Heart-Cleansing Mantra" to clear away the various thoughts that kept rising in his mind.

The light had already dimmed, and a silvery-green moon rose into the sky, enveloping the entire world in a silvery-green hue.

The world seemed to become more eerie, with layers of mist rising from the sea.

Li Changshou increased his flight altitude and used the starry sky as his reference point.

He flew away cautiously, his eyes constantly scanning the area below.

The fog at sea could be either a natural phenomenon or the work of an extraordinary genius; he dared not be careless in the slightest.

Suddenly, his hair stood on end, and he abruptly flew upwards as a dark shadow shot towards him from the mist.

It narrowly missed his spot; if he had been a fraction of a second slower, he would have been hit.

Li Changshou was covered in cold sweat. He looked up and saw what appeared to be a strange tongue.

The tongue was covered with tiny eyes, hundreds of sinister gazes fixed on him, and the eerie tongue suddenly retracted in the next instant.

"Gurgle gurgle..."

Strange sounds came from within the mist. Li Changshou continued to climb upwards until he reached his limit, at which point he dared not approach the mist any further.

He could sense that countless eyes were watching him from within the mist.

After flying hundreds of miles with a heart pounding in their chest, gradually moving away from the mist, the omnipresent chill finally dissipated.

As the mist dissipated, a sky shimmering with green and gold light appeared in the distance.

A huge green-gold island appeared in the distance, which looked like a giant golden turtle lying on the sea surface, with green-gold light emanating from its body.

But upon closer inspection, the giant golden turtle's flesh was riddled with gaps, from which flowed dark green blood, which, reflected in its shell, transformed into a green-gold flame.

Green-gold flames encircled the entire island, turning the sky green-gold as well.

Faintly visible is a jade palace nestled at the very center of the enormous golden turtle.

"We've arrived at Biyou Palace on Golden Turtle Island!" Li Changshou's eyes were deep, filled with apprehension and awe. "Now we'll see if we have a chance to enter Yingxian Island."

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