Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 734 Lights, Goddess! (Two Chapters Combined)

Song Changming then inquired about Guaili's condition.

Yuan Tianzun sighed softly, and with a flick of his hand, a ball of dazzling and bright glazed fire appeared in his palm, radiating warmth.

Song Changming immediately noticed something was wrong. This ball of glass fire was indeed glass, but it seemed to have degenerated.

“There was an ancient lamp at the place of the Wandering Free Buddha who was missing one flame. His disciple, the Buddha of Wonderful Mountain, wanted to capture Guaili to make that flame and offer it to the Buddha.”

When I arrived, Guaili had already reverted to her original form, and her spiritual light and divine consciousness had been erased.

When Yuan Tianzun spoke these words, his tone was relatively calm, but at the time, he was furious within the Buddhist community, which led to what happened next.

It must be said that Yuan Tianzun was quite protective of his disciples. Even though he knew that this was a move by the Buddhist sect against him, he still chose to take drastic action.

"It's a pity that the Buddha of Miaoshan is protected by that Holy Buddha," Yuan Tianzun said, shaking his head.

The image of the Buddhist monk who had taken Guaili away and driven him away also appeared in Song Changming's mind.

It seems that the "Buddha of Miaoshan" that Yuan Tianzun mentioned is that guy!

The other side survived by sheer luck.

Song Changming already knew about the other party's background from Yuan Tianzun's words.

The Holy Buddha, free to roam the land!

Song Changming had actually seen that holy Buddha before. Back then, on the battlefield between immortals and demons in the north, the full name of the big-bellied Buddha who wanted to subdue and take away the five-horned giant demon was this Wandering Free Buddha.

"Lights." Upon hearing this, Song Changming felt a surge of anger welling up within him.

Among Yuan Tianzun's disciples, he currently has the best relationship with Guai Li and is the closest to her.

This time, his act of catching Guaili to light the lamp also made him angry at the holy Buddha.

"How hateful!" Song Changming frowned and said coldly.

This Buddhist sect is even more unrestrained than he imagined, acting with such arbitrariness!

If it were him, he probably wouldn't have been able to resist stepping in to save Guaili.

"Is there any possibility that Guaili can recover now?" Song Changming couldn't help but ask.

“There is a Heavenly Pool at the Nine Heavens Goddess’s place, which may be able to restore my disciple. However, even if the goddess agrees, it will probably take at least five hundred years to fully recover,” Yuan Tianzun said.

Judging from Yuan Tianzun's tone, Song Changming guessed that it would not be easy to get the Nine Heavens Goddess to agree to borrow the Heavenly Pool.

“This junior’s abilities are limited, but I have a good relationship with Guaili. If you need my help in the future, please just give me a call,” Song Changming said, cupping his hands in greeting.

Regardless of whether he could help or not, he still made his intentions clear first.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Tianzun smiled slightly: "I have now gotten myself into a huge mess and have been regarded as a thorn in the side by the Buddhist sect. Getting close to me like this will not do you any good and may even cause you to suffer an undeserved disaster."

It would be best to minimize contact with the disciples under my tutelage in the future.

Upon hearing this, Song Changming's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Senior, cultivating immortality and the Dao requires unwavering determination. If I retreat today, I will become a demon in my heart tomorrow, which is not what I want."

Yuan Tianzun looked Song Changming up and down, his smile widening.

"It's excellent that you have this desire to seek the Way." He didn't continue talking about this matter.

"Senior, has the Celestial King punished the Buddhist sect for its actions?"

"The Buddha punished the disciple of Miaoshan by making him stay away from Buddhism for five hundred years as a form of reprimand," said Yuan Tianzun calmly.

Upon hearing this, Song Changming understood that both sides had reached an agreement to take things easy.

Five hundred years of confinement was of no consequence to the Buddhist disciple of Miaoshan.

In comparison, Yuan Tianzun lost a Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, and Gua Li was even reduced to her original form, losing her divine soul and spiritual light, which was equivalent to dying once!
As a result, only Yuan Tianzun's side suffered heavy losses.

Song Changming naturally did not understand what the Immortal King was doing.

Regardless of the circumstances, Yuan Tianzun is a Celestial Venerable of the Immortal King faction and is about to achieve the position of Golden Immortal. How can we just let Yuan Tianzun be bullied by the Buddhist sect?

As if guessing what Song Changming was thinking, Yuan Tianzun continued.

"My Golden Immortal Dao Fruit is not lost, it's just been delayed for a while. Although Guaili had an accident, I also killed some Buddhists."

The Celestial King's actions were solely for the sake of stability in the Outer Heavens, preventing the matter from escalating into a full-blown conflict between the Celestial Court and Buddhism.

After hearing this, Song Changming said no more.

Whether Yuan Tianzun truly understood or approved of the Immortal King's actions, as a minor True Immortal and a nobody at the bottom of the Immortal Court, he couldn't really offer any more shallow and short-sighted opinions.

After leaving the main hall, Song Changming had a basic understanding of the situation.

Outside the hall, the disciples were still there, each of them looking somewhat displeased.

Having learned the whole story, it's normal for them, as disciples of Yuan Tianzun's faction, to feel aggrieved.

But like Song Changming, they couldn't do much more.

The two celestial giants, the Celestial King and the Buddha, have stepped forward to definitively conclude this matter.

Anyone who dares to use this as an excuse to stir up trouble is undoubtedly going against these two giants of the immortal realm.

No one dares to do that.

"Ultimately, it's because I'm not strong enough." Ao Si, who possessed the bloodline of a true dragon, muttered to himself, flicked his long robe, and strode away.

Senior Brother Cang Zhe didn't say anything, but returned to his white pagoda and closed his eyes to cultivate.

"Alas, we are all powerless to help our junior sister Guaili." The middle-aged Lu Huang shook his head dejectedly.

Old Man Shi remained silent, while Xiao Jiu continued to curse and make fun of everyone in the Buddhist community.

Afterwards, Song Changming was persuaded to stay by Monkey King, and together with Old Stone, Lü Huang, and other fellow disciples, they drank a bitter cup of wine.

The conversation at the banquet naturally revolved around Buddhism and the matter of Guaili.

They were all seething with anger, and they released it all by drinking the celestial wine.

After a meal of wine, even with Song Changming's physique that of a witch king, he felt his blood rushing to his head and his feet feeling like they were walking on cotton.

The intoxication from this celestial wine is difficult to dispel with celestial power or cultivation.

In a daze, Song Changming bid farewell to everyone, mounted a cloud, and flew away from Yuan Palace in a crooked and erratic manner.

However, just after leaving Qingguang Star, they nearly collided with a flying figure.

This was partly because Song Changming was drunk and his reactions were somewhat slow, and partly because the other party was flying extremely fast and their whereabouts were difficult to detect or spy on.

In other words, the other party avoided it in advance, which is why Song Changming didn't actually crash into them.

"This humble servant had no intention of offending you, Great Immortal, please forgive me." Song Changming immediately bowed and apologized.

He wasn't completely drunk, so he could naturally tell that the other person must be a great immortal or deity of celestial level or higher.

Regardless of whether he's right or wrong, he should apologize first.

The other party stopped at this moment and turned to look at Song Changming.

Only then did Song Changming realize that the celestial figure before him was actually a fairy.

The fairy was dressed in a flowing, wide-sleeved gown, the hem of which rippled with moonlight in the divine winds of the heavens. Her black hair was like a waterfall, her skin was as white as jade, and her appearance was absolutely flawless, breathtakingly beautiful, a beauty that could only exist in the heavens.

A vermilion divine mark adorned her forehead, radiating a dignified and solemn aura, yet also exuding a sense of holiness and elegance. Song Changming initially thought he had merely stumbled upon a supreme immortal, but upon closer inspection of this fairy, he immediately realized that she was likely far more venerable than any ordinary celestial being!

The divine aura emanating from him was something he couldn't even sense from the Heavenly Venerable Abyss!

Therefore, he dared not be careless, and immediately withdrew his gaze, which had been fleeting, and lowered his head.

The fairy's eyes shone with a unique light as she quietly gazed at Song Changming before her.

From the immortal armor Song Changming was wearing, one could tell that he was a minor celestial general in the celestial army.

The difference in their status was enormous; under normal circumstances, the fairy would not have given such a minor celestial general a second glance.

However, this time it was somewhat unusual.

The opponent was merely a minor celestial general in a drunken state, and his cultivation was only that of a True Immortal.

Logically speaking, it would be very difficult to run into her no matter what.

But of all things, I happened to run into it today!
"Why?" The fairy was also puzzled.

Could it be that she was distracted while traveling? Or was it just a rare coincidence?

Or is it that she has a predestined connection with this young celestial being?
"What is your name?" the fairy asked, her voice melodious and captivating, even in accordance with the highest principles of the Dao.

Song Changming, possessing the cultivation of a true immortal, felt even more strongly that the fairy before him had a remarkable background and was incredibly profound.

“This humble servant is Song Changming.” Song Changming replied immediately, as he was not yet sure what the other party was thinking.

He couldn't understand why such a person would waste so much time on him, a mere junior general.
"You were a mortal who became an immortal?"

"Yes."

The fairy's eyes shone even brighter, and a mysterious aura emanated from them.

In a short moment, she seemed to have used her supreme supernatural powers to see through Song Changming's past and present life, inside and out, as if she was determined to find the cause and effect of the two of them meeting today!
Ultimately, she did make a discovery.

But this discovery stirred a strange ripple in her heart, which had remained undisturbed for tens of thousands of years.

"Let's go."

"This humble fairy takes her leave." Upon hearing this, Song Changming immediately departed without the slightest hesitation.

He had heard that among those immortals and great gods, there were quite a few with eccentric personalities.

Although the fairy was incredibly beautiful, he didn't want to get any closer rashly, for who knew how dangerous she might be.

As she watched Song Changming leave, the fairy suddenly raised her delicate hand, and a faint red thread appeared in her palm.

One end of the red thread was in her palm, while the other end was stuck to the back of the departing Song Changming.

The fairy remained expressionless, merely pursing her lips before immediately withdrawing her raised hand with a flick of her sleeve. The invisible red thread-like shadow also vanished.

Suddenly, the fairy parted her lips slightly and uttered two words.

"ridiculous."

She withdrew her gaze, took a step, and with a divine wind following her, she arrived at her destination in an instant.

"Your presence is an honor, Goddess. Please forgive my failure to greet you properly." Outside the Yuan Palace, Yuan Tianzun appeared and bowed to the woman before him.

"Tianchi, I grant your request, but there is one thing I require you to agree to," the goddess said.

Back at the military camp, after Guaili's arrest, Song Changming once again realized his own inadequacy.

Perhaps it was enough for a small squad leader in the immortal army, but compared with those slightly more powerful and well-known figures in the immortal realm, he immediately paled in comparison.

Let alone protecting Guaili, he barely managed to protect himself, relying on a bit of luck.

The feeling of "it's like a fairy" was so hard to control that it really bothered him.

He also knew that only by truly becoming a celestial being could he have his own name in the celestial court.

Otherwise, no one would even notice his existence.

Even when Guai Li was in trouble, Yuan Tianzun still stood up for her.

If something happens to him, it will be a quiet death, without causing a ripple.

Without any powerful connections or backing, he had to rely entirely on himself.

That day, at the Jiuqu military camp.

More than four thousand heavenly soldiers stood in neat formation, forming ten large square formations.

Jiuxiaoqu stood on the high platform with eight branch generals, quietly watching the game before him.

Song Changming was only wearing a white armor, without a helmet, and his black hair was tied up tightly.

His hands were empty, and he did not draw his sword. He simply used his fists to blast his opponent, who was another army leader, back several miles, causing the celestial clouds to surge and rise halfway into the sky.

"You flatter me." Song Changming withdrew the immortal power from his fist and dissipated the myriad dragon forces, then smiled faintly at the team leader who had been blasted away.

"Impressive. I've only ever seen such power in those who possess savage blood." The team leader chuckled awkwardly, admitted defeat, and retreated.

Only Song Changming remained alone in the arena.

"General, gentlemen, how do you think of my position as squad leader?" On the high platform, Qingquan asked with a smug look on his face.

"As you said, their combat strength is extremely high!" Another branch general nodded in agreement.

"He has the cultivation level of a mid-stage True Immortal, yet possesses combat power comparable to a late-stage True Immortal."

"Hey, Brother Pang, you're exaggerating a bit. Although he's powerful, he's only powerful in the mid-stage of True Immortal. He can't compare to a True Immortal in the late stage," a broad-shouldered, pot-bellied general chuckled.

The reason he doesn't admit it is because his cultivation level is only at the late stage of True Immortal.

He didn't want to be compared to a squad leader who had only been in the Immortal Army for twenty years; it would make him feel ashamed.

"Then why don't you give it a try, Brother Li?" Qingquan suddenly laughed upon hearing this, though there was a hint of malice in his smile.

After saying that, he looked at the Nine Heavens General again.

Jiuxiao also seemed to have his interest piqued, and said, "Li Liang, why don't you give it a try? If he beats you, I will make an exception and appoint him as a detachment general."

Upon hearing this, the several military commanders were all taken aback, and then hurriedly said, "General, you mustn't! Immortal cultivation is a strict rule. If one's immortal cultivation is insufficient, and one is rashly granted an official position, one will be held responsible."

This time, even Qingquan tried to dissuade him, but he could tell that his general was just saying it casually and didn't really mean it.

As expected, Jiuxiao said, "Is that so? Then if he wins, reward him with a hundred high-grade Immortal Nourishing Pills to help him with his cultivation."

After saying that, Jiuxiao looked at the general and added a sentence.

"If you win, this elixir of immortality is yours."

Li Liang, who had been stunned, burst out laughing, patted his round belly, and said, "General, please watch carefully."

As he spoke, he picked up his long halberd and strode into the arena.

One hundred top-grade Immortal Nourishing Pills are no small amount.

Even as a detachment commander in the army, he didn't have this many immortal elixirs throughout the year.

(End of this chapter)