Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1177 The Chirping of the Cricket (Part 2)

"Woo~~"

The banana leaves are lush and green, bathed in spring rain.

Seven hundred and twenty ox horns resounded through the mountains and dense forests, drowning out the cries of future generations as the eldest grandson of Pandong carried the coffin through the rain. Centipedes and skeletons lined both sides, their hearts filled with emotion, as they looked up to the north, gazing at the mountains and the rain.

Meng Yi huddled in the corner like a hedgehog curled up. Seeing the shaman's actions, he guessed that the new person was replacing the old one. He grabbed the green gourd and took a big gulp, chuckling to himself.

Click click click.

With his mouth opening and closing, Awei faced north and ate, swallowing the fish belly meat that Li Xianghan had brought him.

Embracing the mat.

"Go, go, go!"

"Hahaha! Whoever runs the fastest will be the next King of the Huai River East!"

"Woo-hoo-woo-hoo!"

The wooden planks made a thumping sound when stepped on.

The little mirage dragon flew past first, followed by a string of little fish-men swaying and running back and forth on the deck of the treasure ship. Fat catfish, immobile fish, round-headed fish, fist-shaped fish, and otter-shaped fish lined up in a row, two feet tall and the same length and width, like field dogs running around the ship, howling and barking.

Oh no! My shoes!

Long Yao felt a sharp pain on the instep. Looking down, she saw a rough, round footprint on her embroidered shoe. After enduring for so long, she was filled with anger and grabbed Otter.

Otter was lifted by one hand and hung halfway in the air, refusing to admit his mistake and pointing out the fat catfish.

Long Yao pointed to the sharp points on the footprints: "Claws! Claws! Only you have claws!"

Otter still refused to admit it, and with a swipe of its paw, it pointed at the emerald-colored "Cannot Move". "Cannot Move" raised its forelimbs and spread its five claws.

"boom!"

Otter immediately lay down, its head bulging with a large bump.

Long Yao angrily took off her shoes, soaked them in water with soap, and washed away the black stains.

It's all the elder's fault! I don't know what kind of supernatural magic he used, but he insisted on shrinking all those big guys and bringing them onto the ship. Doesn't he know what kind of people his own aquatic beasts are? Can't they ever have anything new to do? As soon as they do, they all go crazy and act like they own the place!

call out!
The fat catfish splashed water from a bucket, its body becoming wet and slippery. It pushed off the ground and swooped down, its white belly sticking to the deck. It slid up the gangplank and flew out with a whoosh, bombarding the swamp and wetting the clean embroidered shoes.

"Sister Eying! Look at them!"

“My husband has been granted an official title in the capital. Such a joyous occasion! Let them share in the happiness.” Long Eying smiled. “Just leave them there. I’ll have Fatty wash them for you later.”

noisily.

The fat catfish, with two stalks of algae growing in the middle, peered into the vast marsh, flicked its tail to gather strength, and suddenly raised its head.

A brilliant light shot into the sky, scattering the layers of clouds.

Thick white clouds, sparse and thin, a vast expanse of blue sky, and sunshine.

Long Yao and Long Li were overjoyed: "Sister E'ying, has the elder come out of seclusion?"

Long Eying stood up, and the Imperial Capital's envoy, Su Guishan, Xu Yuelong, Wei Lin, Yang Dongxiong, the Xu family, their master's disciples, and colleagues from the River and Lake Bureau all stepped out of the cabin.

When a tiger enters the realm of perfect form, it takes a month of nurturing to reach its peak. The same applies when a perfect form enters the realm of celestial dragon.

The awakening of insects has broken through the barriers, and its potential has been fully realized!
Inside the meditation room, breaths were exhaled, and fiery white dragons swam around, as if they were alive.

Liang Qu sat cross-legged and looked inward at himself.

Beneath the Immortal Island lies a vast sea of ​​qi, twenty-three thousand six hundred times larger, with no clearly visible boundaries. It is entirely connected to the outside world, boundless and limitless.

Boundless Ocean!
An infinite number is called immeasurable!

When the perfect image enters the celestial dragon, the sea of ​​qi transforms into the boundless sea. At this point, the supernatural power of creation is no longer troubled by the size of the sea of ​​qi, but is only limited by the size of the world influenced by itself.

The deeper the dragon's cultivation, the wider its scope.

A starting point of 23,600 times...

Liang Qu had no idea how long it would take for an ordinary dragon to cultivate to reach his current starting point.

On the boundless sea, the three Dragon Court Immortal Islands have expanded their prosperity tenfold compared to their peak state. On the first Dragon Court Immortal Island, with its golden dragon and tiger bodies, a second pavilion has sprung up atop the majestic Dragon Court, resembling the forking branches of a great tree.

The finger points out.

A flash of golden light suddenly enveloped the entire treasure ship, as well as all the surrounding merchant ships and passenger ships.

The canal was in an uproar.

The otter started tapping on the ship's planks.

The sound of metal was metallic, hard and unyielding, impossible to scratch with claws.

"Wow, what incredible supernatural powers!" Ke Wenbin squeezed the railing.

"Turning the earth into steel!" The knowledgeable Imperial Envoy Li, stroking the edge of the boat, exclaimed, "Marquis Xingyi has developed yet another supernatural power! It must be a derivation of the Dragon-Tiger Golden Body, but..."

"But what?" Yang Dongxiong was worried that his disciple's cultivation had gone wrong.

"Oh." Eunuch Li chuckled and waved his whisk. "Lord Yang, there's no need to panic. There's nothing wrong. I'm just surprised by the wide range of influence of Marquis Xingyi's supernatural powers."

Xu Zishuai craned his neck: "Lord Li, you are from the capital, you have a broad perspective, and you have seen more Martial Saints than we have seen True Immortals. Tell us, is there any explanation for the scope of this?"

"It's not a secret. Everyone knows that experts at the True Elephant level cultivate the Heavenly Palace. There are three Heavenly Palaces and three supernatural powers. Using supernatural powers consumes Qi Sea, just like hunting tigers consumes Qi and blood."

The size of the Qi Sea in the True Form Realm has a limit. Most ordinary realms have a limit of twenty, and a few can reach thirty. If one does not advance and wants to continue to expand, one must 'break the limit'.

Upon entering the Heavenly Dragon Realm, the Sea of ​​Qi transforms into the Boundless Sea. Here, "boundless" has two interpretations: one is that the Sea of ​​Qi connects with heaven and earth, inexhaustible and inexhaustible; the other is that the Sea of ​​Qi has no limit, no concept of perfection, allowing one to continuously cultivate upwards. The deeper the cultivation, the wider the sphere of influence naturally becomes, with the greater the boundless being greater than the lesser boundless.

Xu Zishuai pondered for a moment.

"I understand. Is it the same as using a bamboo tube to suck up water? The dragon sucks up the ocean, which is endless, but the bamboo tubes are of different sizes, so the water absorption efficiency is also different? A large bamboo tube has a vast amount of water, and a small bamboo tube has a small amount of water?"

“Indeed.” Eunuch Li smiled. “Young Master Xu is wise and worthy of being a disciple of Master Yang. Upon entering the Heavenly Dragon, there is a Root Sea within the Boundless Sea. The thousand-fold Qi Sea at the time of attaining the True Form is equivalent to one of the Heavenly Dragon’s 'Root Seas'.”

"Lord Li, how many do you think my junior brother has?"

Eunuch Li looked around helplessly: "This, I don't know either. The Marquis of Xingyi's influence is too vast, not like someone who has just entered the field, but more like a dragon who has cultivated for decades or even centuries..."

Twenty-three.

Long Eying said.

She had heard Liang Qu tell her about the size of his Qi Sea, which was so large it made one's heart tremble.

On the canal, the pillars of the canal stood tall and unbroken. Those on both banks, well-informed, vaguely guessed who was passing by and bowed in reverence on the boats and on the shore.

"call!"

Liang Qu's breath grew longer and longer, and his heart slowly stopped beating.

The Heavenly Dragon Martial Saint's heart beats once every seven days, and his voice is like thunder, capable of killing those around him.

"Click."

Deep within the sea of ​​roots, a dark golden peach blossom suddenly took root, sprouted, and grew into a peach tree. The peach tree then blossomed again, and a bright red little fruit grew at the top.

Yin Yang Spirit Seed Technique!
Lu Jia of the Tianbo Merchant Guild once bought for him the supreme dual cultivation method from the Heavenly Couple at Wangyue Tower, which is divided into four levels: Grain in Ear, Star Fruit, Moon Fruit, and Sun Wheel.

This method is beneficial and without drawbacks, but its cultivation is difficult.

The third layer of moon fruit is already rare; the celestial couple only managed to cultivate it three times.

The fact that he was able to nurture the moon fruit until it hatched and transformed into a peach blossom was the result of years of accumulation of multiple talents and the effects of precious medicines, including Liang Quzhen's original yang energy, the Eight-Clawed King's half-interlocking wrists, the Dragon-Subduing and Tiger-Taming Body, the "Ten Thousand Victories Embracing the Origin" technique, and the Red Mountain's [Pure Yang] essence.

Its effects are extraordinary, comparable to a miraculous elixir; one pill helped Long Eying enter the second realm.

Now that he has completely advanced, the Sun Wheel has actually broken through the fourth level of the fruit realm recorded in the Yin-Yang Spirit Seed Technique and entered an unprecedented "fifth level" realm!
Perhaps this technique has never been practiced by a top expert in the Heavenly Dragon Realm, and even if a Martial Saint had practiced it... it would most likely not have been a Martial Saint who retained his "Primordial Yang".

Although the situation is somewhat bizarre, that is the truth.

Like a withered tree coming back to life in spring, a silkworm breaking free from its cocoon and standing tall again, and the fourth realm of "Ten Thousand Victories Embracing the Origin," "Gang Refinement," returning to the innate state... Liang Qu didn't know which mechanism played a role in restoring his primordial yang, or whether it was a combination of three factors that made it impossible to replicate.

In short, Liang Qu is indeed a "virgin" now, a "virgin" of the Martial Saint level, a "virgin with primordial yang".

There is only one like him in the world.

Unprecedented, and unlikely to be repeated.

What will be the effect of the fifth level?
While pondering, Liang Qu added the posture of the peach tree blossoming and bearing fruit, as well as the feeling of the fruit's energy, to the fifth level, "Sacred Fruit," and recorded it in detail in the cultivation method for future generations to refer to.

At last.

Liang Qu got up and went to Lan Qi.

The waves of Fubo stretch out, and the logs of Yuanmu lie flat.

Fu Bo defeated Pan Dong and Xiao Xuanbing, but ultimately could not defeat Zhenwu Sheng. Pan Dong perished, and Fu Bo's spear was broken into three pieces. Not only Fu Bo, but also the Kui boots and silver armor given to him by the Holy Emperor were all destroyed.

Fortunately, Fu Bo is a spiritual weapon, and like a living thing, it has the ability to repair itself. Since March, its surface has been repaired, but it is not enough!

Raise your hand.

Liang Qu gripped the Fubo gun barrel firmly with both hands.

They are of one mind and can communicate as easily as moving an arm or fingers.

"Ten years."

The flowing light of the waves echoed the movement.

Liang Qu chuckled, twisted his palm, and with a crisp sound, the wooden shaft of the gun exploded.

The wooden pole contains a black iron core.

This iron core was initially a tungsten gold gifted by Senior Brother Lu, worth a hundred gold coins. Later, it was replaced by the Ink Dragon Gold provided by the Frog King. It is a core ore that requires a dragon-type demon beast to reside in for a long time and to be splashed with its blood, and is worth tens of thousands of gold coins.

Later, after being instilled with part of his "self-nature" by the old monk, he transformed into a small Xuanbing. At this point, he could no longer be called Molongjin, but perhaps he could be called "Dragon-Subduing Vajra Jin".
hum~
The heat was scorching.

Even the aquatic beasts, including Otter, felt the heat outside.

"It's a Xuanbing!" Lu Gang was the first to know what Liang Qu was doing.

Liang Qu and his senior brother were of one mind. Knowing that his senior brother Lu liked weapon crafting, and not wanting him to miss the scene of the birth of the Xuanbing, Liang Qu left the cultivation room and came to the deck.

"Senior Brother Lu, watch closely!"

Lu Gang exclaimed excitedly, "Great!" The crowd formed a circle, and Xiang Fangsu and the others on the ship couldn't resist the urge to join them, so they jumped aboard the treasure ship.

Click click click.

As the hands twisted, the red-hot iron core and the spearhead rapidly expanded and swelled, as if injected with foaming agent. They were dazzlingly golden-red, as thick as a roof beam, more like a big stick than a gun. The outer layer of jade-white wood was completely charred and black.

Lu Gang stared intently, knowing that his junior brother had channeled all the "self-nature" he gained from advancing to Martial Saint into the spiritual weapon.

"Crack."

The charred wooden shell fell to the ground, revealing the milky white gun barrel. Tiny green shoots sprouted and grew into countless vines in the blink of an eye, coiling around the golden-red iron core like snakes, twisting and covering it completely like hemp rope. In this way, it appeared even larger, not just a roof beam, but practically a pillar in a palace.

White vapor billowed out.

As the iron core cools, it gradually shrinks back from the thickness of the roof beam, and the vines on the gun shaft also continuously tighten, twisting and knotting together, becoming slender and compact.

A chilling glint gradually appeared.

Fubo is suspended in mid-air.

The palace pillars, which the two people could hug, were now as thick as a hand.

The water beast's eyes widened. Outside the crowd, Fatty, who was just over half a meter tall, hopped and skipped, but when he landed, he was swept off his feet by the little mirage dragon and fell to the ground.

Another great war has broken out.

After refining, Lu Gang couldn't wait to get closer. Up close, he could still see that the wooden pole was actually composed of thousands of "vines," but from a macroscopic perspective, it was very smooth and delicate, like palm lines or fingerprints, providing a very comfortable grip.

It spits out a blade from the tiger's mouth, its sharpness fully revealed, like half of a peerless sword; even a glance at it will cut you.

No one dared to touch it.

The tiger head and dragon head can still be switched at will, with varying degrees of pressure.

hum!
The gun blade hummed softly.

Once the Xuanbing is completed, Liang Qu seems to have gained an extra "eye" detached from his body. He can sense the environment around Fu Bo through Fu Bo and manipulate the distance to extend infinitely.

In the past, Xu Yuelong and Wei Lin, both Grand Martial Masters, were able to defeat the Ghost Mother Sect Grandmaster with the help of Xuanbing weapons. In other words, the Fubo Spear can now be used by Grand Martial Masters like Senior Brother Lu and Senior Brother Xu to cross a major realm and kill the Zhenxiang Grandmaster!
The fu wave is formed, dormant like a dragon.

Liang Qu then grabbed the Yuanmu Bow and poured the last trace of "self-nature" into it.

The abyss tree was originally a wooden bow, and it too has grown back.

This large bow was a gift from Lu Kaiyun and Ren Yipeng, colleagues at the River and Lake Management Bureau, due to their unsuccessful efforts in flood control. It was given to Uncle Liu from the capital and is a semi-spirited weapon with a long history.

There is no bowstring, and there is no need to wind or unwind it on a daily basis, which is very convenient. Just infuse it with qi and blood, and the bow will be covered with red patterns, like the cracks in black rock after a volcanic eruption, revealing dark red magma that has not been completely cooled. Then the bowstring will grow from the center, and the bow strength and qi and blood will increase proportionally.

After reaching the Zhenxiang stage, Yuanmu rarely appeared. With the arrival of the Water Dragon Piercing Clouds, it became completely useless. However, after a final upgrade, it became a "tiny little Xuanbing," thus fulfilling its purpose of loyalty and righteousness.

The bow, reshaped from the abyss wood, was now perfectly smooth, despite its somewhat rough texture.

Lu Gang poured his qi and blood into it, as if he were holding a living creature, which was being devoured by a monster.

"Is this considered a mystical weapon?!"

"Let me touch it, touch it."

"Wuwu, alive, alive!"

"I feel like I could take on two Grandmasters at once, two of them!"

"After lending it out for ten years, it's turned out like this. When Uncle Liu sees it, he'll laugh himself to death. No, Uncle Liu is an elder, I can't let him die young. You can have this bow."

The senior students and colleagues shouted and yelled like monkeys, touching the gun barrels and the large bows with great affection.

A priceless treasure!
Even a single fragment of a Martial Saint's Mystic Weapon is incredibly valuable and unique. Once a weapon has been nurtured to this stage, it's virtually impossible to find materials in the world that can directly match its strength.

The Martial Saint himself was the best in the world.

Instead of putting away Yuanmu and Fubo, Liang Qu left them to attract attention and went to Longpingjiang, which was nearby.

Are there any surpluses or changes?

"Return water... Elder, there is half a pound of blood left, and the flow is very stable."

Liang Qu nodded: "You and Long Pinghe should pay close attention. If any special circumstances arise, such as the blood turning dark, notify me immediately via the link."

"Rest assured, sir, I know what's important."

The stones in the river are of utmost importance.

The memory of how Balstey, the eagle of the Northern Court, misled Liang Qu, who was pursuing the Soul for a thousand miles, by using the Blood Fiend Divine Power, causing him to take a long detour, remains vivid. Afterwards, he spent a full four hundred merit points to buy the Three-in-One Divine Power Token, hoping to witness this scene again.

If it were merely the effect of supernatural powers, Liang Qu would naturally not have wasted his money. It is almost impossible for supernatural powers to forge a martial saint.

The Blood Fiend Divine Power is different; its essence is "maintenance" and "replication," keeping a pile of blood and flesh in a "living" state to release its aura, rather than creating it out of thin air.

Liang Qu, stationed at the Dragon Palace, sent Long Pingjiang with the Divine Power Token to the southern front, where he continuously supplied blood and tissue to fill the Blood Fiend's body. A brand new "River Stone," while he was stationed in the Jianghuai region, reached its critical point and appeared out of thin air in the southern frontier.

Once the situation stabilized, the imperial court ordered Long Pingjiang to control the Blood Fiends and return to Jianghuai. There, the Blood Fiends overlapped and intersected, seemingly communicating with the white ape, but in reality, they were secretly switching places.

The "White Ape" was stationed in the Dragon Palace, and Liangqu headed north to the capital.

"Ah Shui, are there any arrows on the boat?" Xu Zishuai raised the Yuanmu bow.

"I forgot too, Eying, did you?"

"There were two baskets in the cabin, so I asked Otter to go and get them."

A strong river wind blows, and the sails billow.

Laughing and shouting.

Liang Qu stood with his hands behind his back, enjoying the breeze, watching the sunset. The world was vast, and the road ahead seemed endless.

The Martial Saint, Marquis Xingyi, stands tall and majestic, towering above all other mountains. He travels northward along the Jinglan Canal.

"Snapped!"

A sharp sound rang out in the sky, like an arrow exploding, leaving behind a long rainbow.

Wei Lin twitched his fingers, then turned and went back into the cabin.

……

At the exact hour of Si (9-11 AM), as the sundial's shadow shifted, the treasure ships and warships lined up and anchored. Those that had not yet entered Jishuitan were subject to the rule in the "Collected Statutes of the Great Shun Dynasty" that "when meritorious officials return in triumph, their naval forces should anchor at an outer port."

Eunuch Li bent down and led Chishan over: "Marquis Xingyi, please mount your horse."

Chishan series, with red tassels and gold bridle.

Liang Qu straightened his hat tassel and touched his jade belt hook, then mounted his crimson horse. He Bo followed behind, and together with the Tianyu Guards in their array of banners, they slowly headed north.

The clouds drifted slowly, casting ever-changing shadows.

The city gates are high and perilous, while the capital city is prosperous and thriving.

The people lined both sides, shoulder to shoulder.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The drumhead shook away the dust, and the armored musicians beat the gong, following the ancient method of "three drumbeats for a triumphant return" from the Book of Music, Military Rites: the first drum to clear the way, the second to show solemnity, and the third to greet the guests.

The banners fluttered occasionally in the breeze, mythical beasts soared through the clouds, and the intricate gold-embossed character "顺" (shun, meaning smooth or favorable) twisted and turned in the wind, making a fluttering sound.

With banners fluttering in the breeze, the Prime Minister, leading the cabinet ministers of the three provinces, bearing the imperial insignia, stood in their designated positions along the official road. Upon seeing the Marquis's entourage, the Prime Minister stepped forward and proclaimed in a clear voice:
"His Majesty has decreed that you have traveled far! Marquis Xingyi has pacified the southern barbarians, a meritorious deed that benefits the nation!"

Behind him, the officials echoed in unison: "You have traveled a long way, and Marquis Xingyi has pacified the southern barbarians, a meritorious deed for the nation!"

The sound shook the world.

Liang Qu immediately dismounted, bowed deeply, and said, "This is all thanks to Your Majesty's strategic planning and the soldiers' bravery. I dare not take credit for it!"

The eunuch respectfully held the cloud-shaped tray high above his head.

"By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: You, Marquis of Xingyi, Liang Qu, possess the strength and courage of the heavens, and have upheld the imperial plan to demonstrate your power. You have captured the villain, expanded the royal domain of ten thousand miles; you have quelled the rebellion and brought peace to the borders, and pacified the miasma and rains of the three Xiang regions..."

The prime minister read out the imperial edict and personally presented the golden cup with the dragon-patterned design bestowed by the emperor, filling it with fine wine.

Liang Qu raised his cup and poured it on the ground to inform Heaven and Earth, then covered his face with his sleeve, bowed twice, and drank.

After the ceremony, the ceremonial guards were rearranged.

Upon reaching the Meridian Gate, below the Danbi steps, music was played at the Meridian Gate using six zhuyu (a type of percussion instrument).

"Woo~~~"

The Grand Music Master ordered the Yellow Bell to be struck, and the Music Master prostrated himself, raised his banner, and beat the drum. With the equal measure of the Gu Xi (a type of ancient Chinese music), the Great Music for Breaking the Formation was played. The Grand Music Master then held the banner and drew the hexagrams of Heaven and Earth.

Eunuch Li shouted:
"Your Majesty has come to pay your respects!"

The palace gates were wide open, and the Imperial Guards stood in solemn formation, holding halberds and shields, their banners obscuring the sky.

The Holy Emperor rode out in his palanquin, with a canopy of nine layers of silk.

"The barbarian invaders have been annihilated, and the borders are now at peace. You have quelled the chaos and disorder. Your merits should be inscribed on the bronze vessel of the Grand Master of Ceremonies, and this reward should be forever engraved in history."

Three thousand Heavenly Feather Guards shouted in unison:
"Your Majesty's personal visit is a reward for your meritorious service! Marquis Xingyi has quelled the chaos and disorder; your deeds will be inscribed on the bronze vessels of the Imperial Ancestral Temple!"

After walking a few steps, Liang Qu arrived before the emperor and paid his respects with great ceremony.

"Thanks to Your Majesty's divine might and the nation's abundant blessings, I have fortunately fulfilled my mission!"

Su Guishan, Xu Yuelong, Wei Lin, and Yang Dongxiong kowtowed and shouted in unison.

"Thanks to His Majesty's divine might and the nation's great fortune!"

The drums beat loudly, and the troops marched in great numbers.

The carving knife spins, the bamboo strips curl and fall into the wind.

"call……"

A minor official carved seal script on a jade bamboo tablet, then blew away the bamboo dust to reveal the characters.

The "Chronicle of Shunshi: Pingnan Volume" records:

"In the summer of the seventy-ninth year of the Shun dynasty, the Marquis of Xingyi pacified the southern border, beheaded the great shaman, and quelled all the remnants of the previous dynasty's bandits. He returned to the capital in triumph. The prime minister was ordered to welcome him outside the city, and the emperor personally greeted him at the palace gate..."

(End of this chapter)