Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1114 The Black Emperor Lowers His Eyes (5k2, two chapters combined)

The sound of water filled my ears.

"Have I been resurrected? E'ying and Umibozu reacted so quickly. Whew, I'm a little tired. Why can't I see anything..."

Vision is blurred and the sense of touch is completely lost.

Trying hard to open my eyes.

Everywhere you look is shrouded in a dim yellow halo, like a weak kerosene lamp in the middle of the night. Not to mention things, you can't even distinguish east from west, north from south, up from down, inside from outside.

All I could hear was the annoying sound of the tap dripping in the middle of the night.

The environment was a little damp.

Liang Qu strongly suspected that Long Eying and Hai Fangzhu had led him underwater.

"Death causes the loss of perception of time? That's not so bad?"

I thought I would be lost for a long time and end up in another world, such as the Dream Dynasty. But I never expected that I would regain consciousness in the time it takes to take a nap.

Sleepy.

Extremely distressed.

After a moment's thought, a wave of intense fatigue washed over me, as if I had exhausted all my strength.

It must be that the body has just recovered and needs energy to fully repair itself?
I succumbed to exhaustion and drowsiness.

for a long time.

Liang Qu opened his eyes, regained consciousness, and his thoughts were much more active than before. He looked around again.

I realized a problem.

What about Eying?
Where is Umibozu?

Once they regain consciousness, their bodies should react; they shouldn't remain indifferent...

Could it be that my slight mental recovery actually means I'm just lingering in my sea of ​​consciousness, a vegetable?

His body was unable to move, except for his two eyeballs, which could move slightly.

At the edge of the field of vision was a hazy gray fog, no different from the situation of a person in a vegetative state.

Unable to move or investigate the situation clearly, Liang Qu did not want to waste his limited energy on meaningless things. He noticed the many flashes of light that Ze Ding had cast before he lost consciousness.

Many people with radiant presence appeared early in the morning, and I just saw them.

[Absorbing two strands of dragon's essence]

[Consuming six strands of dragon essence can generate one Yinglong pattern.]

[Dragon Aura: Five]

The dragon has long since transformed; it is no longer a simple snake, but a dragon species.

In terms of dragon essence, he is on par with General Yuan, having absorbed two strands of it without any qualitative change.

One coincidence, two patterns.

"Could it be that there is one wisp of a great demon and two wisps of a demon king?"

Liang Qu speculated.

Having obtained two dragon energies from the Jiaolong, I am only one step away from receiving the favor of the sixth level, Yinglong. There is a way to quickly gain favor, but it is not easy—go to the north to find the only surviving dragon king. However, it is too risky to rashly go to the Northern Court to find a dragon king. There is reason to suspect that such a dragon king's perception and strength would be much stronger within its own river.

Look down.

[Refine Ze Ling: Water Ape Great Sage (Orange) (Fusion Degree: 485‰)]

Staring at it for a long time.

My brow twitched intensely.

A thousand and one thoughts, all summed up in one sigh.

"It's done!"

The brow relaxes.

Liang Qu gazed at the gray fog on the horizon.

After a long and winding journey, ten years of hard work and dedication, he has finally risen from a small fisherman paddling a small boat in the reed marshes to become a top-tier fisherman!
485 per thousand, or 48.5 per hundred.

How difficult it is!

Congratulations!

The only drawback was that I couldn't reach halfway through, which is exactly five hundred. Whole numbers look much better than fractions. If the Ghost Mother Cult had been two months later, and waited until mid-July or August when the Merfolk and Dragonfolk had finished their harvest, I might have been able to achieve this great goal!

[Comprehend the Talent - Blood River]

[Blood River: Its blood dissolves and flows into rivers, lakes, and seas, creating a vast and boundless ocean. Wherever it passes, it dissolves spiritual artifacts, destroys protective energy, and erodes the divine soul. Everywhere its waters flow becomes a dead zone. It can hide a Golden-Winged Centipede in the Whirlpool Palace, using its poisonous water talent to greatly reduce its own blood consumption.]

Similar to an upgraded version of [Blood Rain].

The Demon King's power.

When King Chu reached Blue Lake, he clenched his fist and could no longer control the water. Only the vortex water and essence water refined in the vortex palace were available, which were mostly a wonderful use after the union of heaven and man.

The cultivation methods of demonic beasts are completely opposite to those of humans, with a significantly stronger ability to assimilate their environment. They can not only infect, but also cause the environment to become highly invasive after being "infected"!
[The Water King Ape's fusion level has increased, receiving the blessings of heaven and earth, and the river's favor +5.1467]

River Dominance: 0.4 (Favorability: 27.278)

【Water Essence: 111.2】

As Liang Qu gazed at the last ray of light, as if reminded, his joy vanished, and his brows furrowed.

It's not that there's too little essence; although the essence has disappeared, it has transformed into a noble blend that accompanies you.

His concern was that the river would favor him.

If he is favored too high, he and the dragon will sense each other, not by knowing each other's location, but by a sense of "existence," a feeling of "having or not having."

Once I am resurrected...

"The white ape bestowed all its favor upon me before it died? Will the dragon believe that?"

My head is starting to hurt again.

Lack of energy and stamina.

Liang Qu was unable to think of a solution in a normal way.

The die is cast, the seeds have all been eaten by the dragon, the strategy has been achieved, but he is more worried about other things.

"Eying doesn't cry? Although she's beautiful even when she cries... Sigh, it's not that hard to actually do it..."

"Tick."

Water droplets fall continuously, creating an empty and desolate atmosphere.

The tiger, having devoured the vital energy, enters the realm of perfect form; the heavenly dew, having grown in abundance, merges with the nine elements to form a complete whole.

【Sun】, 【Dead Tree Comes Back to Life】, 【Morning Dew on the Sky】, 【Ruyi】, 【Black and Yellow】, 【Sequence of Time】, 【Sequence of Time】 was originally a combination of 【Spring】, 【Summer】, 【Autumn】, and 【Winter】.

[A withered tree comes back to life: This phrase signifies that withered trees will flourish again, old flowers will bloom anew, life will be extended by sixty years, and the dead will be brought back to life. It can also be used to describe someone's rise to prominence or elevate their status.]

In the past, when Jian Zhongyi's dike in Huazhu County collapsed, it gathered "disaster energy," but to no avail. However, when he carried out disaster relief, "a withered tree came back to life."

Today, he died along with Chien Chung-yi.

The divine is clear and bright, yet mysterious and profound.

By integrating [Xuanhuang], [Tianshui Chaolu] and [Kumu Fengchun] are deeply combined. The powerful restorative ability of [Tianshui Chaolu] is reflected in [Kumu Fengchun].

[The fourth principle of Xuan Yong: Just as plants and trees encounter the warm spring, and fish and dragons meet the wind and rain, it cleanses away evil spirits, rejuvenates them, and, through the accumulation of sixty years, brings the dead back to life.]

Even if only a large part of the body remains, the person can be brought back to life within twelve hours of death!

All of these,

Hence, we have today.

The fire in my heart burned away fear and hesitation; even as I peeled away flesh and bones, there was no terror as I had imagined.

Firstly, it's not a one-time, complete stripping.

Once a firm resolve is made, the only question is how fast or slow it will be.

Two fingers today.

Tomorrow, half an arm.

It's much better than being slowly sliced ​​to death in a day.

Secondly, thanks to Zhenxiang's powerful vitality, healing medicine, and Awei's [Drip], the wound can be fully healed within a few hours.

There is no painful, prolonged recovery.

At first, it was quite slow; he could only remove one right finger a day, and five fingers in four days. After becoming proficient with his left hand, Liang Qu was able to cut off the flesh of his entire left hand, starting from the wrist, in half an hour, leaving only the white bone and the fascia connecting the bones.

At that time, the blue wolf was placed on the table.

Under the butter lamp, blood flowed from the jade-white hand bones, half-hidden on the knee, the blood being channeled into the ice pool like a drainage tube.

Cut off the thigh?
It's easier than cutting your hands anyway.

What seems like the most difficult internal organs are actually the easiest. The wolf makes an incision in the abdomen, reaches in, and plucks off half a cucumber like pinching it off. Using the Blood Fiend Divine Power, it simulates the missing organ, ensuring that its function is unimpeded and there is no need to worry about infection.

It just hurts.

Everything else is fine, but my liver hurts the most.

The pain was so intense that Liang Qu fainted for half an hour in the ice cellar that day.

The heart was particularly difficult to operate on. Liang Qu had been performing the procedure for almost five days. The heart has a total of five walls, and the procedure was carried out together with other internal organs, one wall per day.

However, the most difficult part has to be the head.

dare not move.

After cutting open half of the skull, the grooves and dark red blood vessels on the brain can be clearly seen in the silver mirror.

Having reached this point, Liang Qu dared not proceed any further, no matter what.

Without it.

fear death.

The only fatal flaw of the Zhenxiang is its head; it can lose everything else, but its head cannot be broken.

He was genuinely worried that a single strike would prematurely use up the once-in-sixty-years opportunity of "Rejuvenation of a Dead Tree."

Therefore, when the King of Chu attacked, he secretly sent his third prince to find the Sea Monk and try to redeem his head, making it the highest priority as a precautionary measure.

"Tick."

"Tick."

The sound of water still lingers.

My thoughts wandered aimlessly, like fireworks shooting into the night sky, rambling on and on.

Seed of Creation: None

[Seed type: None]

"Not easy."

Empty.

The Seed of Creation is a product of the fusion of the Long Qi and the [Mysterious Yellow]. Only three remain, and there will be none more. The Seed of Dew is a Seed of Creation of even higher quality after the fusion of the [Mysterious Yellow].

Despite losing everything, Liang Qu felt no sense of frustration.

[Divine Might]: Those who receive the essence as a gift will find their limbs weak and unable to withstand its power once they encounter its sharp edge!
Five horse-drawn carriages and one long whip!
Why worry about not achieving great things?

He had been thinking about this for a long time.

Are the five demon king chariots really enough to deal with the dragon?

Liang Qu wasn't as confident as he seemed. He wanted to follow the example and have the dragon, like the Octopus King, swallow his "gift" and experience the "divine power." That's why he had the fat catfish try his best in the kitchen.

When the fat catfish said that the dragon had abstained from grains and couldn't be mixed into the food, he had imagined this scene today and made the most thorough preparations for it in advance.

Even if we can't get any of the corpse back, we can still meet the conditions for revival by cutting off the flesh and bones!

The only risk is whether Ze Ding's interpretation of "Dead Trees Come Back to Life" can be trusted!

The arrival of the King of Chu was merely a catalyst, forcing him to choose this radical plan and to carry it out ahead of schedule!

"Clap!"

The sound of dripping water grew more and more frequent.

Liang Qu couldn't help but tilt his head, and this tilt actually shifted his position slightly, expanding his field of vision, which made him overjoyed.

Perception is returning!

Liang Qu took a breath and tried even harder to move his fingers.

……

The ice cellar of the Liang residence. The candlelight flickers.

The ice bed was emitting a chilling aura.

A complete white skeleton was pieced together and lay horizontally on the ice bed.

The bones were riddled with cracks and extremely heavy, with piles of dark red, crumbly flesh beside them.

The otter scooped through the blood pool to make sure there were no more bits of flesh left.

Long Eying forced herself to stop crying and venting her emotions. She took the silk threads from Awei and the Third Prince, and began to sew up the flesh and blood. At the same time, she worked on the tentacles that Umibozu Hachijo was waving.

The two hands and eight wrists work together very quickly.

There's no need to worry about blood vessels or nerves being misaligned; all the flesh and blood are slices cut off with a knife, which can be attached and threaded with a needle.

A full hour.

The stitches were dense and numerous, the body was naked, and the whole body looked like countless centipedes crawling all over it.

A round-headed man presented a monkey's head.

After the ape head returned to Liang Qu's side, its head seemed to melt like ice, revealing its true form.

Long Eying took a deep breath and reattached the head, sewing the last dense and secure stitch on the neck.

The body was completely intact.

Umibozu cut off a piece of his translucent, azure wrist tip and placed it on the corpse's chest.

“This is…” Long Eying asked, puzzled.

"My supernatural power," the Sea Monk explained, "In the past, the Eight-Clawed King possessed the art of creation that made him immortal and indestructible. He could reverse yin and yang and change his offspring. All of these supernatural powers were derived from this art of creation. My art of creation is somewhat similar to his and can also be transformed."

This is actually a specialty of the Octopus Clan. Our bodies are naturally infinitely changeable, as flexible as if boneless, and limbs can regenerate with ease.

"Condensing it into supernatural powers and creation techniques would make it even more powerful. My approach is somewhat different from the Octopus King's; this condensed wrist tip can 'replenish' Little Water's flesh, which should be helpful."

Long Eying nodded. After a moment's thought, she agreed to let Haifangzhu give it a try.

"it is good!"

Umibozu agreed, and the severed azure wrist tip gradually "melted" into a pool of clear liquid, seeping into the gaps in Liang Qu's chest wound, as if constantly swimming inside his body.

Oh!

Under the watchful eyes of many aquatic beasts, Liang Qu's wounds, which had been stitched up, miraculously began to heal and grow back on their own!

The gruesome wound vanished, leaving only the sutures, which Awei swiftly cut through.

It actually has such a restorative effect?

It's really a great way to "replenish" your body!
"Thank you very much, Master!" Long Eying said sincerely.

"It's alright, Xiao Shui saved my life."

The little mirage dragon winked and exclaimed, "Master, if you had said you had this skill earlier, wouldn't our boss have been spared all that hard work cutting his own flesh?"

The Sea Monk shook his head: "Xiao Shui's resurrection is too mysterious. It relies on the long qi, but the long qi of heaven and earth can be said to be fragments of heaven and earth, which are different from each other. I'm afraid it won't be enough for me to replenish it."

"Alright." The little mirage dragon landed on the ice bed, stomped its claws, spun around three times, and looked on expectantly. "Everything has been done as the boss said. It should be able to recover now, right?"

This statement came out.

The water beasts crowded around the ice bed inside the ice cellar, their eyes wide open, eager to see the god.

Long Eying clenched her fists, her hands sweating with nervousness.

Suddenly.

A gentle breeze blew by and extinguished the candlelight.

When a person dies, the lights go out.

Ominous sign!

The people and beasts were all startled.

Long E Ying looked at the little mirage dragon.

The little mirage dragon quickly waved its claws and shook its head: "It wasn't me, I didn't blow!"

A gentle breeze blew continuously, mixed with the chill of an ice cellar, almost like a cold wind.

Long Eying looked around.

This is the underground ice cellar of the Liang residence. Although it is large, it is isolated from the outside. How could there be any airflow?

The wind inside the ice cellar was getting stronger and stronger, and it was coming from one direction.

北！
It's a north wind!
There was clearly a high wall to the north!
The oil lamp went out, and wisps of smoke rose up.

Corpses, darkness, a sudden gust of strange wind...

The little mirage dragon was frightened, shrank back, and hurriedly wrapped its head around Long E'ying's forearm: "Sister E'ying..."

Long Eying had no time to comfort the little mirage dragon; all her attention was on Liang Qu. She held his hand tightly and took his pulse.

……

"Am I in Ze Ding?"

Liang Qu staggered to his feet, looked around, and realized he knew this place all too well.

Ze Ding!

There was a thin layer of blue water underfoot.

The space was enormous, like ants crawling into the imperial city.

In the infinite distance, a bronze wall stretches to the sky, with countless patterns engraved on it, among which the River God Emperor is the most familiar.

Take a walk around.

Ripples spread, forming countless circles.

After I died, I actually ended up inside the Ze Ding?

Did he preserve his soul?
and many more.

That being the case.

Liangqu tentatively opened its canal.

"Awei?"

On the ice bed, Awei waited nervously, startled by the voice in his mind.

It spun around in place and hurriedly opened its mouth.

"Hahaha."

Upon receiving Awei's response, Liang Qu burst into hearty laughter.

Overjoyed by this unexpected turn of events, he didn't rush to answer the anxious little thing, but instead started communicating with other links, calling out to them one by one.

"fist!"

"Round head!"

"Can't move!"

"Neigh! Third Prince!"

"Aha!" The little mirage dragon shrieked, leaping three feet high in a flash and tightly wrapping its arms around Long Eying's neck. "It's haunted! It's haunted!"

Such inappropriate timing had already angered Long Eying.

The water beasts hurriedly stepped forward, offering their explanations all at once.

"Ah Shui/Xiao Shui?!"

Her anger instantly turned into overwhelming joy. Long Eying repeatedly confirmed that the situation had taken a dramatic turn for the better. She almost collapsed to her knees, overwhelmed by a strong sense of security and relief. She couldn't help but gasp for breath, followed by deep exhaustion. She buried her face in Liang Qu's chest and wept bitterly.

Liangqu is still there!

You can even communicate with them!
Upon hearing the water creatures' account, Liang Qu longed to go out and hug his wife, and kiss her lips, but to no avail. So he simply ordered the otter to do somersaults on the spot, commanding it to keep crying as long as it kept doing somersaults.

The otter scratched its rear end, pushed aside the crab's legs, kicked away the crocodile's feet, and found a spacious spot with great arrogance. It then raised its paws and clapped, attracting everyone's attention.

Watching Otter suddenly start doing a backflip in place, Long Eying was genuinely amused and exasperated.

Can't go wrong.

Only a husband would come up with such a terrible idea!

Wipe away your tears.

After comforting his wife, Liang Qu found the only two capable assistants who were not in the ice cellar and who were still working hard in the field despite such a major event.

"Fatty!"

In the central courtyard of the Dragon Palace, singing and dancing filled the air.

"General Black, eat! Why aren't you eating? Is your appetite poor?"

The pufferfish presented a precious fish.

The fat catfish shook its head and pretended to happily toast with the aquatic beasts.

When the dragon returned victorious, it made its first appearance before the Great Huai Army, bringing out countless precious fish and holding a grand banquet. Everyone who had fish received a share, and everyone was overjoyed.

It should have been a wonderful thing, but the fat catfish couldn't eat anything because he was worried about the safety of the gods.

It was originally a small fish, begging for food in the southern region, barely surviving in the chaotic world, not seeking fame or recognition from the demon king. The gods did not despise the small fish for its lowly status, but condescended to enlighten it in the chaos. Today, the gods have not yet completed their work when they perish.

Whether he can be resurrected remains to be seen.

He wasn't a heartless fool like the Third Prince; as a key figure, how could he possibly eat...?

"Fatty!"

His long beard stood up.

"Fatty!"

His long beard stood straight up!

"Hahaha, Fatty, Fatty! Did you miss me?"

The fat catfish suddenly stood up and spun around in place.

The other great demons were startled, not knowing what was wrong with Black Whirlwind. They saw Black Whirlwind, who had been listless, stand up straight, bend his long whiskers at a 90-degree angle to the south, and then rush onto the dining table, opening his mouth wide.

not good!

The great demon hurriedly protected the food in front of him.

A vortex emerged.

Storm inhalation!

Inside the Ze Ding, Liang Qu splashed in the shallow water, performing a "Singin' in the Rain" dance. Even though he was still in a dead state, he wasn't in a hurry at all and was having a great time, until Long E Ying turned into a little mirage dragon and asked him when he would be resurrected.

"It should be soon, right?"

Liang Qu scratched his temples; he wasn't quite sure either.

The twelve two-hour periods are the conditions for resurrection, not the time of resurrection.

He sat down cross-legged, intending to comfort his wife.

Shining brilliance.

The gray sky over Zeding suddenly turned black, and no light was seen.

In the infinite distance, the black-robed emperor, who occupied the largest and widest area in the north of Ze Ding, suddenly shone brightly, his divine figure clearly outlined, like the stars in the sky connected together!

[The wind blows from the north, reaching the great spring, whereupon the snake transforms into a fish, becoming the Fish Woman...]

[The Black Emperor lowers his eyes]

The north wind howled inside the cauldron.

The shallow water beneath our feet rose rapidly, instantly submerging Liangqu Canal.

Dark clouds gathered, the tide surged, and undercurrents rose and fell.

"Wow."

It was completely enveloped in bubbles.

The long-lost feeling of drowning.

Before Liang Qu could even move his limbs, he swam and poked his head into the water. The scene changed abruptly; the feeling of drowning vanished without a trace, and air rushed in from both sides. He moved nimbly, leaping across the water like an arrow...

Liang Qu raised his hand.

A pair of fins appeared in the field of vision.

(End of this chapter)