Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1238 A Fake Skill, A Real Supernatural Power! (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month, two votes combined)

The evening glow floats over the distant shore, and the setting sun illuminates the long pavilion.

The fiery clouds came from the north.

The farmer squinted, put down his hoe, turned his back to the yellow earth and faced the sky, grabbed a towel from around his neck to wipe the sweat from his brow, and looked up as the white jade palace roared away, rushing south.

The setting sun disappeared without a trace, but its blazing light remained unchanged.

The earth still shone with a dry, white light, the brown soil turning a pale yellowish-white in the sun. A gust of wind blew by, and clods of earth rolled down the hillside, leaving behind a wisp of yellow dust.

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning, followed by rumbling thunder.

Lead-gray clouds followed closely from the white jade palace from the north, bringing torrential rain. The cracked earth couldn't absorb the water, so water swirled in the pits. A hoe fell, splashing yellow foam.

The farmer opened his mouth and spun around, raindrops pattering into his lips and teeth. He clasped his hands together to catch a puddle of rain and vigorously rubbed his face.

Last year, the Marquis of Xingyi.

This year's Jianghuai King.

The Great Shun giant stood up, using the Huai River, which stretched from east to west, as a slingshot. He aimed at the Southern Frontier giant and launched an incredibly hard, sharp pebble—the same one that had once caused the giant's forehead to bleed. After ten days, the pebble finally crossed the mountains and rivers, reaching Lingnan!
A new "stone" falls into the pond, splashing up ripples.

Ripples collide with the stones by the pond, swirling back and overlapping to create new waves.

As soon as the king crossed a pass and half a mountain, the entire border situation of Da Shun and the southern frontier began to change silently, as if they were all magnets, repelling each other and attracting each other. The Martial Saints and Great Shamans on the first, second and third lines of defense began to enter with the "pebbles", drastically changing their own positions.

The Southern Frontier Great Shaman of the Second Defense Line took a step forward, approaching the skeletons of the First Defense Line, using spatial distance to exert pressure on the Great Shun.

The Prince of Huai crossed Lantau Island, the border between Changnan and Hong Kong, and joined forces with the Prince of Xingjin, who was also part of the second line of defense and supported the Prince of Chong on the left flank.

Before the arrival of the Prince of Huai, the Prince of Xingjin was the first to leave the second line of defense and retreat to the third line. In the process of this retreat, he first made room for reinforcements.

Long Binglin landed and chatted with the Prince of Xingjin. The Prince of Huai did not linger and crossed the second line of defense directly, continuing forward.

Seeing this, the pressured Southern Frontier shaman split his forces and gradually retreated from the Lucang River to the second line of defense. At the same time, reinforcements were sent from the rear to fill the positions on the third line of defense. Following the progress of the Liangqu Canal from the second to the first line, reinforcements advanced from the third to the second line, ensuring that the number of troops on both sides of the three lines of defense remained roughly equal within thousands of miles, thus maintaining a strategic buffer.

General Xu Haitao, a border general, wiped the sweat from his brow and, based on the military intelligence he had gathered from the Zidian ship, arranged for his soldiers to patrol along the river.

The two forces, Da Shun and Nanjiang, both centered around the banks of the Lu Cang River, Chong Wang and Ku Gu, tacitly maintain a dynamic balance to prevent the situation from escalating or the conflict from intensifying, while also being able to provide support at any time should unexpected events occur.

This relocation has once again attracted worldwide attention.

The powerful local lords evacuated their families.

The Northern Court Martial Saints moved in twos and threes, intentionally or unintentionally moving towards the border, but their numbers were small.

With the Great Hunt approaching, it's not a direct contest of strength. Regardless of one's cultivation level, everyone has a chance to gain benefits. Even if things don't go well, one can still increase their Root Sea fivefold. It's better to rest and recuperate, adjust one's condition, and cultivate two more supernatural abilities. The desire for conflict isn't strong.

In the East China Sea, the Ironhead Fish King was torn between whether or not to go and search for the Flood Dragon.

The waves on the pond spread far and wide, their impact exceeding expectations.

"call."

"Suck!"

Liang Qu sat cross-legged, his body like a boiling furnace.

The white mist spewed out swirled in the room, ethereally forming the shapes of a dragon and a tiger, locked in a fierce battle.

Although his eyes were closed, if someone were watching, it would seem as if Liang Qu still had his eyes open, with a pair of eyes looking outwards, constantly watching everything in the outside world.

"Wow, what a powerful aura! Boss, you're so amazing, I can't hold on!" The little mirage dragon pressed its back firmly against the door, each scale standing up and straining, desperately spewing out white mist to reinforce and strengthen the room, preventing it from exploding out of control.

Black clouds are threatening to destroy the city.

Inside the delegation's tent, upon learning that the Prince of Huai's carriage was about to arrive, negotiations between the two sides immediately intensified.

The envoy from the southern border raised half of a broken wheel, spoke eloquently, and once again requested to use specially made Gu worms to unilaterally verify the aura of the Prince of Huai, comparing the two to prove the Prince of Huai's innocence.

The Da Shun envoy rejected the idea, arguing that a unilateral test in the southern border region would be unfair.

"This is the divine power of the Prince of Huai!"

"Unfounded slander! This is baseless! I say this is not the divine power of the Prince of Huai! The Prince of Huai is wholeheartedly pursuing peaceful development and construction in Southern Zhili. This year, let alone going south, he has never left the Huai River area. How could he possibly come to your southern border to seize Changqi?"
This was a frame-up by the Northern Court. They first lured E Qirui, then went back on their word, which allowed Gu Sha to escape and join my Great Shun. The Northern Court has a Heavenly Man named Beishan, who is just a good example of this!
Or perhaps... it was you, Southern Xinjiang, who orchestrated this whole thing! You planted the assassins, the Bone Demons, in an attempt to carry out your Southern Xinjiang scheme and reignite the war!

"What an ambitious chieftain! Do you people of southern Xinjiang know that you've lost the lives of your sons, husbands, and fathers because of your ambition?"

"You're spouting nonsense! The Great Shun broke the truce first, and has repeatedly plundered my Southern Border's assets and killed my Southern Border's men! Do you really think the people of Southern Border are afraid of fighting?"
"You continue your unreasonable arguments, there's no need for further discussion! The Central Plains are filled with shameless people. Return the vital energy, escort back the Bone Demon, and compensate for the losses here! Otherwise, we will fight!"

"Let's fight! What face do defeated opponents have! Today we'll tear up this truce!"

"Tear it! Tear this book up, and I'll use you as my first target. I'll stab you in the gall and then cut you with my bare hands. Prepare to die!"

"Shameless scoundrel, let go!"

"Watch me, the monkey, steal peaches!"

"The black tiger takes out the heart!"

"My lords, please calm your anger! Please calm your anger! Listen to me. Peace is hard-won, how can we destroy it so easily? Prince Huai has already come to Lingnan, and the royal carriage is on its way. Why not wait for Prince Huai to arrive before we speak? Then Prince Huai can tell us the truth himself, and we can get to the bottom of this!"

"If that is true, my Great Shun is willing to make up for the losses suffered in the Southern Frontier for the sake of peace and to atone for the mistakes of the Prince of Huai. If not..."

A long table, with all sorts of people on both sides.

Good cop, bad cop, smooth-talking, and veiled criticism.

The pro-war faction, the pro-peace faction, the group that's rolling around on the table, fighting, and gouging eyes...

The noise and chaos made it seem like a dialogue at the national level.

The skeletal shaman flicked his index finger, causing the background papers to fly wildly. Not daring to be careless, he crossed his arms and stared at the distant King Chong, pondering whether he could find a pretext to use his supernatural powers on the other party in preparation for any eventuality.

Every face-to-face meeting carries enormous risks, especially with the arrival of the Prince of Huai, which has altered the balance of power.

The great shaman of Pandong serves as a cautionary tale; his body was barely cold before he died with his eyes wide open in dismay.

The sudden appearance of the white ape almost overturned the established belief that the "stone in the river" could not be hidden, shocking the world.

Although its methods seem to be one-off, who can guarantee anything?

Therefore, the skeleton made full preparations before going to the front line.

Having once stood alongside Pan Dong and Bai Zu on the front lines, he was the weakest, a rank lower than Pan Dong and two ranks lower than Chong Wang. Therefore, he was implicitly expected to receive closer support from the rear. Based on the subsequent developments, Chong Wang should retreat and take over from Huai Wang, or Huai Wang and Chong Wang should arrive together, with support from the southern border coming together, resulting in a two-on-two confrontation on the Lu Cang River.

There was no sign of the king moving the statue.

That "stone," shot from the Huai River hundreds of thousands of miles away by a giant from the Great Shun Dynasty, seems to have flown over the nearest support position of the second line of defense, about to fall into the Cangjiang River...

Outside the Lu Cang River.

The centipede, on high alert and constantly monitoring the situation and atmosphere on the Lu Cang River, turned to the side to confirm the arrival of Liang Qu and the King of Huai.

Having anticipated this, the Great Shaman of the Heart Lamp bid farewell to the left and right, moved forward, and pressed down on the distance to the opposite bank, preparing for a two-on-two confrontation.

The Great Skeleton Master possesses a supernatural power called "Bone and Blood Wither Together," which allows a single person to instantly link with another, causing the attacker to attack and the damage to be shared equally between them.

With this move, Kugu Sokang is almost invincible, unless his opponent wants to take him down with him.

However, it would be extremely dangerous if facing two enemies.

The "Bone and Blood Wither Together" ability cannot be used outside of two people. Changing the link is troublesome and time-consuming, and it will also restrict the use of other supernatural powers of the withered bones.

The only pity is that Baizu is a ninth-level Martial Saint, while Liangqu is only a first-level one. The two of them are not equal in strength. If he goes, it will inevitably lead to Da Shun sending a third person, which will increase the difficulty. So it can only be a fifth-level Heart Lamp Great Shaman.

Five plus three is roughly equivalent to five plus one.

The difference between the two dragons is within three tiers, so their strengths are basically equal.

It is less likely to encounter life-or-death situations where rescue cannot be obtained in a split second.

Shrinking the earth to an inch, moving as fast as the wind.

The mountains on both sides of the river receded.

A heart-lamp gazes into the distance.

Between the mountains and the sky, a line of radiant red light emerges, accompanied by the hazy mountain mist, rising and swirling, becoming even more striking, like the rising sun, which cannot help but evoke a sense of awe.

The Da Shun Super Grade Dragon Blood Horse, also known as the Crimson Qilin, is exclusively for the royal carriage.

When running through the sky, the Crimson Qilin exudes a powerful aura, resembling a sunset glow. Its scales reflect sunlight, shimmering like the sun amidst the rosy clouds.

There is a saying that seeing the sunset is like seeing the king; it is exceptionally beautiful.

Unfortunately, of the three regions under Heaven, only the Southern Frontier lacks a Dragon King, making it impossible to raise a dragon. The Great Shun Dynasty's Huai River region is on the verge of replacing its Dragon King with an Ape King. Perhaps this crimson glow will be the last glimmer of its glory...

There was a movement behind.

Immediately, one can perceive the situation ahead.

King Chong and the skeleton looked up at each other.

“You all swear that it was done by the Prince of Huai of the Great Shun Dynasty, but how do you explain that the Prince of Huai’s ‘River Stone’ was not there when the incident occurred?” Prince Chong suddenly spoke up.

The skeleton paused, not falling into the self-proving trap:

"This is the explanation that your Great Shun should give us! Why is the Prince of Huai, whose 'stone in the river' remains unmoved, still able to wreak havoc on our southern border? Why did the white ape suddenly reappear? What methods does Great Shun possess? What methods does the Prince of Huai have!"

How to measure Qi?

"After the incident, our chieftain immediately used a gas insect to intercept the enemy's energy, which can be preserved for several years. We persuaded the Prince of Huai to agree to use his supernatural power again. By comparing the two, the truth will be revealed!"

The Lu Cang River flows eastward with a deep, emerald-green hue, flanked by towering green mountains shrouded in mist and smoke.

A magnificent red glow appeared behind the King, gilding his figure with a layer of radiance, and a golden light appeared in the middle of the world.

"Then you'd better be prepared. The Skeleton King, in order to compare the authenticity of the aura, personally tested the gun and unfortunately perished." "What?"

The key to the intertwining of the dragons was that the skeleton was already on edge and dared not relax. As soon as the King of Chong finished speaking, the wandering needle-like rays of light passed over the back of the long chair, stinging the skeleton's brow, and the skeleton's pupils dilated instantly.

Earth and Earth are on alert!

In the next instant, the slow-moving Prince Huai on the north bank suddenly changed speed and sped south.

wrong!

Danger!

Their hearts clashed, and as their eyes locked, a murderous intent erupted!
Withstanding the mental shock, after more than three hundred years of arduous cultivation, instinctively acted faster than thinking for the answer. The withered bones retreated first, and the surrounding earth was pierced by the white bones, like a dense bone forest that stretched across the Lu Cang River.

King Chong neither dodged nor avoided, taking a step forward and breaking ten feet of white bones. He allowed the other party to brand him with the mark of "bone and blood withering together." Maggots wriggled inside his bone marrow. Despite the excruciating pain, he grabbed the collar of the withered bone and slammed down with his palm like a celestial river.

"puff!"

Both men coughed up blood at the same time, their ribs broken.

In the instant their energies clashed and erupted, several martial saints and great shamans on the north and south banks, across the river and three mountains, and on the second and third lines of defense, were simultaneously propelled forward.

King Chong has gone mad!

It's a scam!

Thoughts came one after another, flashing by in an instant.

The image of the Great Shaman Pan Dong, with his smiling face, appeared in the mind of the withered bones. Without any intention of lingering, he turned and fled. The Great Shaman Xin Deng was already within a hundred miles, but a shadow that was faster than him flew over his head, like a venomous snake that darted out of the grass when he was young, tearing through the clouds in the sky.

That's a dragon.

A winding, roaring water dragon.

The water dragon split in two, one branch rushing towards the heart lamp on the opposite bank, and the other rushing towards the withered bones of the great shaman.

Wow.

The withered bones dodged the azure dragon, but bone spikes sprang up in a chaotic mass, piercing the great dragon, though they glanced sideways out of the corner of their eyes.

A dazzling red light rose from the mountain ridge!

The intensely burning will almost materialized, baking the earth.

The overwhelming killing intent seemed to have completely extinguished the clamor along the entire Lucang River.

Dozens of miles away, the Great Shaman of the Heart Lamp strode forward and saw the Azure Dragon turn its head and roar to the sky. He saw the red sun beside him, evaporating the Cangjiang River. His eyes were bloodshot and blood was gushing from the corners of his eyes.

A low-level dragon, a dragon that has been promoted for less than two years.

They dared to collude with the Chong King to plot against the southern frontier again!
"Liangqu!!!"

The skeleton had bloodshot eyes.

Liang Qu's eyes were tightly closed.

King Chong was utterly shocked.

He had thought that, like last time, another white ape or some other high-level dragon would appear using some means or method. But judging from the current situation, it seems that Liang Qu is doing it himself, and why is he doing it with his eyes closed?
Liang Qu seems to still be practicing his spiritual cultivation.

Or.

Never escaped!

One by one, flames lit up in the darkness.

They sway and shimmer, intertwined and swaying together.

The flames were so beautiful, so vibrant, yet so...easily extinguished.

The skeleton roared within the flickering flames, its forehead veins twisting like snakes. Mingming was right in front of him, but Pianliangqu was directly in front of him, able to see his back and the back of his head, as if looking down from a different dimension, able to observe from any direction.

The movements of the skeleton were filled with "noise," like an illogical melody, making one want to hold scissors and cut away the illogical chapters.

At noon, the sky was bright and the sun was blazing. The sea was scorching hot.

Thinking of this.

The sea and the earth are stirred, and the waves are towering.

Mountains and rivers, the sky, flames, forests...

All the force converged on the north bank, all the winds swirled back and surged, and all the rocks cracked and splintered.

Magnificent and dazzling, like the sun at its zenith!
This is! ! !

The sight of the king, the withered bones, and the heart lamp sent chills down my spine.

How many times greater must the sea have been to create such a magnificent momentum that resonates with heaven and earth?
It definitely exceeds two hundred, almost, no, it's three hundred times the level!

Even the King of Chong and the Heart Lamp have never achieved such a feat! How long has he been promoted?

The blade's light was cool as water, rippling and vibrating. The pitch-black world suddenly faded, and even the flames turned grayish-white. As they flickered, the outlines of the flames swayed along with them, like an uncolored painting.

A biting chill descended, and an intense sense of crisis almost choked the withered skeleton's mouth and nose, suffocating him and making him tremble. Yellowish-brown sewage poured into his nasal cavity, burning and stinging. Even though Liang Qu's eyes were closed, he felt as if he were being pierced through by the other's gaze. Naked, he wanted to hide, but a voice in the darkness told him to.

Can't hide.

Overwhelmed by fear, he frantically abandoned the King Chong and looked around, but there was no one around him. Not only people, but also the Lu Cang River, the mountains on both banks, the dense trees... there was nothing there.

"Haha, it's done!"

Laughter echoed, and the skeleton turned around, only to see a young man whose features were those of his younger self.
The young man, surrounded by admirers, caught a rhinoceros beetle and held aloft the first Gu worm he had refined, becoming the pride of Changmudian.

I'm getting married!

The young man smiled broadly, wrapped his arms around the bright young woman's soft waist, and lifted her high into the air.

"Ah, the art is meticulous and the work is arduous, but success is inevitable. Finally, the perfect image is achieved!"

The middle-aged man was much more composed, but he couldn't hide the joy on his face. At thirty-eight, he was quite spirited and energetic, befitting a martial arts master.

"do not leave Me!"

"eye for eye!"

War, death...

"Grandpa, don't be sad. Grandma is with you in heaven."

"Uncle!"

"I need to go into seclusion..."

"Great shaman! Great shaman! Great shaman!"

The shouts echoed in my ears. It took two hundred years to reach this position, and the next six hundred years hold great promise.

"Emergency at the border!"

With a roar, sweat poured from his entire body, his soul and body merged, and his younger self overlapped with the great shaman he was now…

A cold glint suddenly appeared.

It’s over.

His pupils dilated in surprise.

The sky and earth drew lines, and the Fubo Long Spear swung forward in a circular motion.

The flickering flames of the withered bones were whipped into a shower of sparks by the spearhead, like the flames being blown away from a candle. After bending to their extreme, the flames suddenly went out.

Green smoke rises.

Suddenly, all the colors around me seeped out from the black and white, like paint seeping out from behind paper, turning the sky and earth blood red, the river to its demise, and the mountains and ridges verdant green.

The mountains, rivers, and radiant light have all returned; the canyon is long, narrow, and dark, stretching across the earth.

Liang Qu opened his eyes.

The skeletal shaman's pupils trembled, a bloodline appeared in the center of his face, his skull split evenly, blood vessels stuck together, and his vision on both sides slowly shifted.

Left rises, right falls.

The heart of the dragon, fought only once every seven days. Now, it is exposed without any cover in its chest cavity, pounding violently, its severed blood vessels pumping out astonishing amounts of blood that could shatter mountains.

The vast天地 (heaven and earth) and the great river flow eastward.

The Huai River served as a bow, and the King of Huai as an arrow, shooting forth from Southern Zhili and disappearing into the stone ridges of the southern border.

A rock that had been standing tall above the water suddenly collapsed, sinking into rubble.

"boom!"

The river flooded the canyon, flowing eastward but not westward, southward but not northward.

"Bones! Bones!"

"Father, father!"

"It's collapsed!"

The tables and chairs shattered. The chieftain's eyes widened, and he stumbled back three steps before falling to the ground, muttering in a daze.

"It's over, it's over."

(End of this chapter)