Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 624 Three Fates Come One After Another

"What did you do?"

Chu Tai looked at the old Taoist with a hint of surprise in his eyes. In his perception, there were two life forces entangled in the old Taoist's body, and the weak one was constantly devouring the strong one.

The external manifestation was that the old Taoist's abdomen was bulging, as if something was wriggling inside.

"The benevolence of the immortal, the holy wish of the immortal, the great compassion and mercy, the salvation of all souls..."

The changes in the abdomen seemed to stimulate some mechanism. The old Taoist ignored Chu Tai's questions and muttered some incomprehensible words. His abdomen split open and a baby crawled out. His breath and appearance were very similar to those of the person who had been torn to pieces by the earth platform before.

The old Taoist seemed to have exhausted all his strength in nurturing this life. He fell into a pool of blood, looking up and begging, "Please spare my life, Immortal... Please spare my life, Great Sage Feixian... Please spare my life, Immortal..."

The mechanical repetition surprised Chu Tai a little, but the image of this old Taoist priest itself was also a reflection of some truth. After simple observation, Chu Tai had a certain understanding of his method. He broke up the phantom of the moth in the young Taoist priest's body and turned it back into qi and blood and dispersed it.

During this period, Chu Tai also integrated a force into the child and observed the subsequent changes.

Then he pinched his fingers to draw on some of Yun Zhongjun's power, causing his presence to weaken. Some people nearby who were originally very frightened and panicked were stunned for a moment, and then became even more frightened.

They hurriedly woke up the young man. The Taoist opened his eyes and looked around nervously. After not finding Chu Tai, he scratched his head and said, "This is weird. What was I thinking about just now? Why did I suddenly have so many thoughts? And didn't I go out?"

Chu Tai looked at the transparent sensitivity gradually emerging on his arm, silently sensing his own changes.

"Not only will the spell casting be disturbed, but even the maintenance process of the spell will be improved. After the spell takes effect, this interference will be amplified..."

'This also means that the cost of casting spells in this world is much greater than in the past. In particular, those long-lasting and constant effects of spells will also become long-lasting and constant interference...'

While Chu Tai was analyzing, the young man discovered that something was wrong with the old Taoist priest after being reminded by the people who were also confused. He threw himself directly into the pool of blood, cut his wrists, and let the blood flow into it.

The voice of the old Taoist priest, who could only beg mechanically, gradually stopped. The blood began to churn and the blood of the old Taoist priest and the young man began to be drawn. Seeing this, the people kneeling below also cut their wrists, letting the blood flow out and gather on the earthen platform.

Chu Tai narrowed his eyes slightly. He could see that the earth platform in front of him was like a rabbit's uterus. When there was sufficient energy, it could reproduce in large numbers and produce flesh and blood to feed the people kneeling around it. But when problems occurred, the earth platform could also absorb the unborn fetuses.

The old Taoist lying in the blood now is the fetus in the womb.

Apparently, in order to keep that man alive, the old Taoist paid a considerable price and was almost drained dry by the earth platform.

And now, the fresh blood of the crowd and the young Taoist priest was just making up for the loss of the earth platform, and the old Taoist priest also regained consciousness.

The old Taoist looked at the people around him, moved his mouth, and murmured: "What are you doing! You don't have much blood, stop, I'm fine. Stop, I said, you can stop."

“Teacher, don’t mess around. Your body can’t take it. You were already on the verge of collapse. You just forcibly rescued that person from the blood fetus. If you don’t treat him, you will die.” The young Taoist named Zhijing rejected the old Taoist’s request. He even whispered: “I sincerely pay homage to the Lord of the Northern Nether Dragon Abyss under the Jade Purity Heaven Realm, who is truly serene and calm, and has calmed all thoughts… The Great Mercy and Great Saint, the Great Compassion and Great Vow, the Mysterious Netherworld Supreme Truth, the Immortal Lord of the Netherworld!”

"Asshole, what do you want to do! How dare you use the power of the Immortal Lord Youzhao in front of the blood fetus of the Great Sage Feixian!"

The old Taoist roared, but he was unable to stop Zhi Jing's action. As the sound of chanting sounded, a round wheel appeared behind his head, with light rotating inside, emitting a strange aura. The light spread layer by layer, and the brightness of each layer was in a constant state. However, there seemed to be spots of light and dark changes within each layer, giving people a feeling of balance and chaos intertwined.

The next moment, the spots began to expand, blood flowed out, and scales similar to ice crystals gradually grew on Zhijing's body. His body also began to twist, and arms similar to the combination of a moth's forelegs and some reptile emerged from his chest.

The people illuminated by this light regained some of their normal state, and the old Taoist's condition improved a lot. His body began to grow longer and turned into the appearance of an adult.

Chu Tai, who saw this scene, could be sure that the methods used by the two Taoists before should have originated from the True Lord Feixian of the Yuhua Dao, while the methods used by Zhijing now originated from the True Lord Youzhao of the Xuanming Dao.

However, what made Chu Tai a little strange was that the power of these two True Lords seemed to have changed in this world. There were some signs of being out of control, or mixed with each other.

Moreover, after the meditation was finished, the situation worsened further. Some spots of light appeared in the blood pool on the earthen platform. The flowing blood had some inexplicable rhythm, and the shape of the earthen platform also had some symmetrical beauty.

"Why bother saving me..."

The old Taoist looked at his disciple who looked like neither human nor human, and kowtowed in the direction where Chu Tai was, "Please have mercy on me, immortal, and save Zhi Jing."

When the people around heard this, they were surprised why the old Taoist was bowing to the air, but their long life experience made them choose to follow him. As everyone bowed, Chu Tai also felt a seemingly real power of incense and vows derived from the wonderful Qi of human essence.

With a little bit of willpower around him, Chu Tai immediately felt that the transparency problem of his arm had been alleviated, and there were even some signs of recovery.

But Chu Tai also felt that this kind of rebellion and repair was itself a kind of interference.

If he really uses the power of incense and vows to repair the interference and influence he has suffered, he will inevitably be affected by the power of incense and vows again.

But during this process, Chu Tai vaguely felt a method of cultivation in his heart, which was a truth interwoven by countless threads.

With a little perception, Chu Tai understood its concept and essence.

"Are Huajiesha, Wei Jianing, and Bao An safe?"

Chu Tai closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, he released the magic formula and dissipated the power of Yun Zhongjun that was bestowed on his body.

When the old Taoist saw this scene, his eyes widened slightly, and then he said excitedly: "I didn't expect that there is a secret Taoist tradition of the Supreme Saint in our land. Zhi Jing can be saved. Zhi Jing can be saved!"

(End of this chapter)