Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 623: Blood, Flesh and Earth Altar
'What's all this around here?'

Chu Tai reached out and grabbed a wisp of mist. It looked like water vapor, but when he tried to grab it, it felt sticky, as if he was grabbing something slippery.

A very uncomfortable feeling arose in Chu Tai's heart, but before he could react, an angry shout sounded from afar.

"Quick! Quick! Quick! The light appeared here before, let's take a look! Don't let it explode and attract other things..."

The mist dispersed, and an old Taoist wearing a colorful Taoist robe appeared from afar. His face was a little strange, dark, his eye sockets were two circles larger than those of an ordinary person, and the whites of his eyes were covered with dense dots that looked like pupils, which made people shudder. But because the Taoist's sleeves were very wide, like two layers stacked together, when he jumped up, his long sleeves fluttered, giving people a feeling similar to a moth or butterfly.

Behind the old Taoist, there were several heads tied up with straw, floating in the air, looking at Chu Tai.

As for the young Taoist behind the grass head, he looked much more normal than the old Taoist, with normal facial features. The moment he saw Chu Tai, he couldn't help but stammer, "Fake...fake...fake person!"

Chu Tai looked over and saw the Taoist priest horrified. He stretched out his hands, pinched his fingers and chanted an incantation: "I have received the Flying Immortal Scroll, and have cultivated a celestial form. I can rebuke all gods and ghosts, and my every step can stir up thunder...wind and fire will not stop. Hurry and obey the order of the Immortal Master. Go."

While chanting the spell, two more slender phantom arms stretched out from the overlapping long sleeves. One of them held a blood-red whisk made of bones and waved it, while the other held a skeleton Sanqing Bell and shook it towards Chu Tai.

The overall structure of the Sanqing Bell was simple, but the handle was obviously made of the bones of some animal. The "mountain"-shaped decoration on the top was also dotted with white bones, which looked very creepy. When it was shaken towards Chu Tai, it made bursts of harsh sounds, and countless voices of chanting Taoist scriptures rang out. Many principles about flesh and blood, metamorphosis, change, and vitality appeared in his mind.

In an instant, Chu Tai felt that hairs were growing on the surface of his skin, and the true energy in his body became vaguely active.

But before he could react, the blood-colored whisk suddenly grew longer, and as the Taoist swung it, it was like a whip, lashing towards Chu Tai's head.

At this time, the Taoist priest just finished chanting the spell. He pinched his fingers and pointed at Chu Tai. Thunder and flames gushed out, followed by gusts of strong wind, forming a triple offensive to encircle Chu Tai.

The young Taoist knew something was wrong the moment the old Taoist chanted the spell, and followed suit, chanting: "The Way of Heaven, the Way of Earth, and the Way of Man. I will march my troops in their way..."

He pulled out a bone sword from somewhere and waved it at Chu Tai twice. Heads made of straw immediately pounced towards him. Countless branches and vines grew under the straw heads while flying in the soil. They spread and intertwined, turned into bodies, and grabbed Chu Tai's head.

Such means surprised Chu Tai a little, but their method gave Chu Tai some clues.

He also made hand gestures, imitating the old Taoist's way of controlling wind, thunder and fire, and waved his sleeves to repel the attacks of the two men. During this time, his fingertips became transparent, and the light of the sun and the moon shone through them.

The old Taoist was only illuminated a little and immediately began to burn, and he screamed in surprise.

"Oh no! This guy is a fake immortal, let's go back!"

The next moment, the Taoist's half-burnt skin cracked open, and a baby-sized moth flew out and escaped into the mist.

The young Taoist priest who was protected by the straw head also let out a strange cry and fled hurriedly in the direction he came from.

Chu Tai silently used the increasingly flexible magic power in his body to quicken his pace, chasing after the Taoist priest all the way, watching him escape into a village.

Along the way, he had used the power of the Dao Fruit Fragment [Grade 7·Alchemist] of the Yunzhongjun system and the [Grade 7·Talisman Master] of the Donghuang system, and based on the methods used by the old Taoist before, he deduced some simple luck methods. He changed his steps, jumped dozens of meters, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the young Taoist. "I..." The Taoist just opened his mouth, and some wrinkles appeared on his face. Chu Tai had already prepared, and held him down, suppressing his consciousness.

He placed his palm on the Taoist's chest and felt it carefully.

"It is possible to gather most of the blood, flesh and energy in the chest in just a moment, transforming it into a moth shadow, and making it show signs of materialization. This is truly a unique method of cultivation. Unfortunately, now is not the time to study this method. It is better to find out where this place is first."

Chu Tai sighed with some regret in his heart, then carefully walked into the village carrying the young Taoist priest.

There was a big earthen platform in the center of the village, with skinny people kneeling around it, kowtowing to the platform continuously.

There were some eyeballs embedded on the earthen platform, looking around, and there were arms buried in the soil waving up and down, as if trying to grab something, but there was nothing around. In the end, the arms could only tear open the earthen platform, and streams of bright red blood flowed out of the cracks. Rotten pieces of flesh flowed out of the earthen platform, mixed with mud and fell in front of those people, and were quickly eaten.

The person who ate the bloody, fleshy mud began to swell up gradually, and his skin became rosy and bloody, looking about three-quarters like a normal person.

They kowtowed to the earthen platform again, then quietly retreated to the back.

But when they saw Chu Tai standing not far away, they immediately shouted in fear: "Wangling, Wangling is coming!"

As he spoke, the man could not help but take two steps back, causing a person next to him to move forward and be grabbed by a waving arm. The man shouted in fear, but the person behind him suddenly pushed him towards the platform.

In an instant, more arms stretched out, grabbed it tightly, tore the flesh up and down, and then stuffed it into one gap after another, turning it into mud.

The whole process happened so quickly that Chu Tai didn't have time to save people.

The man seemed to know that he had done something wrong, and he knelt on the ground hurriedly, praying to the platform. During this time, he looked at Chu Tai from time to time. After seeing the young Taoist priest he was carrying, his face changed.

Obviously, this person knew the young Taoist priest, which also meant that everyone here should know a lot of things.

Chu Tai took two steps forward, and the crowd nearby immediately fled to the side in fear.

Seeing this scene, Chu Tai suddenly felt unhappy and was about to reach out to grab someone to ask, but this sudden emotion made him nervous. He shook the Taoist in his hand and shook his body, causing a bone sword to cut through the skin on his arm and fall out.

Picking up the bone sword, Chu Tai swung it at the earth platform.

In an instant, the blood in the earthen platform began to churn, countless evil spirits surged, and a moth two-thirds the height of an adult flew out from it.

At this time, the moth already had the facial features of a human being and looked exactly like the experienced one before.

"Please spare my life, Immortal."

(End of this chapter)