Day and night tour

Chapter 471 The Five Forms of the Buddhist Kingdom
"Dual core fusion? What if it results in a monstrosity?"

The Crippled Monk still didn't quite trust what the White Deer Taoist said.

"Let's wait and see, let's wait and see."

The White Deer Taoist didn't offer much explanation, continuing to admire the starry sky with the gaze of someone admiring a beautiful woman.

"I don't really believe that the fusion of these two pills will succeed, but... what if it does?"

The Crippled Monk still harbored a sliver of hope, a hope he couldn't help but hope for—if Zhou Xuan successfully refined the elixir, everyone would be safe, Zhou Xuan wouldn't die, and his and the Longevity Sect Leader's days in the heavens would be much easier.
He didn't need to forcefully kill Zhou Xuan in Mingjiang Prefecture.
"Although Zhou Xuan's level of cultivation is not very high, he is definitely much harder to kill than some people with nine incense sticks."

The crippled monk thought to himself...

……

"Today's elixir is likely to produce a new spectacle."

Zhou Xuan stared at the painting, like a gluttonous beast devouring the ferocious beast composed of "hatred".

He even sensed another emotion from this "emotional beast"—fear.

With his hands on his hips, Yun Ziliang said admiringly, "Xuanzi, you're definitely going to be the alchemist today."

"That's not necessarily true, Zhou Housheng. You're probably in for a big calamity today."

An old man, riding a large black donkey, appeared on the stage and greeted Zhou Xuan.

"I haven't seen the incense-offering deity for several days."

Li Changxun was the first to greet the Taoist priests who were offering incense.

"Master Li Shanzu, this old incense burner greets you." The incense burner held a whisk, his face solemn.

"Why do you look so bitter and resentful? What's wrong? Something on your mind?" Yun Ziliang teased the Taoist priest.

After a sigh, the Taoist priest said, "None of you know that Zhou Housheng is facing a great calamity today. Even I don't know how to break through this predicament."

"The great calamity you're referring to, is it them?"

Zhou Xuan pointed to the gourd-shaped Taoist priests fighting amongst themselves in the arena and asked.

"They... although they are all highly skilled, the combined power of the six Supreme Beings is no less than that of gods, but I personally believe that they cannot kill you."

The Taoist priests had great confidence in Zhou Xuan's abilities.

Zhou Xuan then pointed to the powerful warriors of the Buddhist Kingdom and asked, "The great calamity you spoke of, is it them?"

"No, the great calamity I'm referring to is in the heavens."

The incense-burning Taoist priest raised a finger and poked the sky: "You originally made an agreement with the Heavenly Firmament. If you demonstrate the strength to become the strongest alchemist, the Heavenly Firmament will not kill you and will even appoint you as an alchemist."

“I remember that incident,” Zhou Xuan nodded and said.

The incense-burning Taoist priest changed the subject, saying, "However, things can change. You were quite impressive today, setting up such a large stage for theatrical performances. This stage has attracted the attention of the heavens."

The heavens have already spoken: if the pills you refine today are better than the ones made by Yao Chen last time, then you will be spared, and the Pill Master position will still be yours.

However, if the medicinal dust you refine is not as good as last time, then the Longevity Cult Leader and the Crippled Monk will take your head and the blue and red fish back to the heavens.

The pills you refined last time were already that good; to surpass them would be as difficult as climbing an incline... Hmm..."

He was seriously explaining the pros and cons to Zhou Xuan, but as he spoke, his gaze was drawn to the starry sky painting.

As soon as he stopped talking, Zhou Xuan called out softly, "Old Incense Master, please continue. I'm really enjoying it."

His words, when they reached Li Changxun's ears, made the mountain ancestor even more convinced. He leaned close to Yun Ziliang's ear and said...

“Grandmaster, what I admire most about the Great Master is this: look at his calm and collected demeanor, as if the person the heavens want to kill is not him.”

"Stop thinking about it. You coward can't learn this kind of composure."

At this moment, Yun Ziliang transforms into the Master of Shattered Dreams.

The Taoist priest standing nearby turned to Zhou Xuan and asked, "Where did you get this painting?"

"It naturally comes from the well. What, you've figured out the significance of this painting?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

"I can see some of it, but I'm not sure." The Taoist priest made hand gestures, as if recalling an event from many years ago.

He said, "Zhou Housheng, do you know that there was originally no alchemy method in the world of Jing Kingdom?"

"There was originally no road in this world, but as more people walk on it, a road is formed?" Zhou Xuan suddenly remembered Xun Ge'er's famous saying.

"That alchemy method fell from the sky."

The incense-burning Taoist priest said, "In ancient times, a stream of fire descended from the sky and, upon landing on the mortal realm, smashed into the earth, creating a great abyss."
Later, people found a bronze cauldron in the abyss. The cauldron had six legs, and its lid displayed the shape of a starry sky, with countless nebulae and radiant light like a cascading waterfall.
Later, this cauldron was obtained by the Dao Ancestor.
The Dao Ancestor, with his supreme supernatural powers, added bluestone, cinnabar, Dao seals, talismans, and other ingredients to the cauldron, and within it, two large fish, one blue and one red, were born. From then on, the Jing Kingdom possessed elixirs.

"You mean, this painting of the starry sky is the lid of that bronze cauldron?"

The Taoist priest nodded and said, "I reckon it is. This cauldron is called—Flying Fire Meteor. Our ancestors used to call it the 'Flying Star Cauldron.' If we're talking about..."

This Flying Star Cauldron is the true ancestor of alchemy in the mortal realm; however, for some unknown reason, it was obtained by the Blood Well Celestial Venerable.

As the Taoist priest recounted legendary tales, the gate of the City God Temple in Zhou Xuan's secret realm opened and closed rhythmically, while the crimson moon beneath the temple spun excitedly.

Xuejing seemed to be showing off: How about it, isn't your Brother Jing awesome?
"Now that I have the lid of the Flying Star Cauldron, where can I find the body of the cauldron?"

Zhou Xuan asked the Taoist priest about incense offerings.

The Taoist priest spread his hands and said, "As you know, someone like me can't get involved in such a rare and precious opportunity. My level isn't high enough."

However, he then changed the subject, saying,
"But everything in this world is subject to fate. The lid of the cauldron has appeared, and the cauldron itself will most likely appear as well. Just wait and see. Right now, the most important thing is how to get rid of the Heavenly Pursuit Order tonight. I don't have any good ideas..."

Zhou Xuan waved his hand, interrupting the incense-burning Taoist priest, pointed to the starry sky scroll, and said, "Old incense-burning Taoist priest, don't worry, the people in the sky tonight can't kill me... This batch of pills will definitely be better than the last one."

"So confident?"

"Look at what that scroll is doing! It's absorbing the 'seven emotions and six desires' from this stage. These materials were originally used to refine elixirs..."

"Human Elixir and Qi Elixir, two elixirs combined into one?"

The Taoist priest immediately understood, twirling his whisk and saying, "Zhou Housheng, if that's the case, the heavens really can't kill you. You're really tough as nails."

"We'll see how tough it is later. I'm very confident about this batch of pills. It's them who have given me some trouble."

Zhou Xuan pointed sharply at the Buddhist people and said.

“What’s the problem with them? They’re just Buddhists. We can just kill them,” the incense-burning Taoist priest said.

"Whether they are executed or not is not important, but how they came to Mingjiang Prefecture is very important."

Zhou Xuan said, "As far as I know, the passage between the Buddhist Kingdom and the Well Kingdom is very narrow, with no wide passage. How did these Buddhist Kingdom warriors appear? And these Buddhist Kingdom warriors are not just one person."

"Then we should capture them alive and interrogate them properly."

"That's what the incense-burning Taoist priest said."

"There's no need to catch them; we'll find out soon enough."

Zhou Xuan said.

"Are you confident about this?" the Taoist priest asked again.

“I set up this stage, and I also set the rules for it. Of course I have the confidence to do so. Since you’re here, why don’t you come and watch the show with me?”

Zhou Xuan raised his head and said, "Once my second rule is promulgated, those in the Jing Kingdom who are colluding with the Buddhist Kingdom will no longer be able to hide."

When the Taoist priest heard Zhou Xuan say this, his expression changed immediately. He said, "You suspect that behind this Buddhist warrior, there is a powerful figure from the Jing Kingdom? Are people from the Jing Kingdom and the Buddhist Kingdom colluding with each other?"

"Just look at it and you'll find out."

Zhou Xuan said. ...

Inside the arena's stage, the internal strife and fighting within the Dunjia Sect continued.

The scene was a complete mess, with severed limbs and broken pieces scattered everywhere.

The six Supreme Masters of the Escape Technique were covered in blood, and their eyes revealed a ruthless intent.

"The masters of the Dunjia sect, no wonder you are the second most powerful sect in the world. You are all ruthless. Even if you are forced by circumstances to kill your disciples, you should at least leave a few with intact corpses."

Zhou Xuan cupped his hands into a megaphone shape and shouted to the gourd-shaped Taoist priest, "I am a kind-hearted person. After this matter is settled, if I happen to take pity on you and give you a proper burial, a complete corpse would be much easier to bury."

"Well, look at it now, tsk tsk, it can't be buried anymore. Broken hands, broken feet, I don't even know whose they are."

The six elders all turned to look at Zhou Xuan, their eyes filled with resentment and malice.

Using just one rule, he caused twenty or thirty members of the Dunjia Sect to kill each other. How dare such a person claim to be kind-hearted?
but,

Zhou Xuan's first rule was that each side could not field more than four fighters, and their Taishang (Supreme Masters) of the Dunjia (遁甲) system had six of them.

The brutal infighting is far from over.

"We just agreed that we would cast a divination, and whoever gets the worst result will die."

Among the six Supreme Elders, the third-ranked Daoist Yunmei shook his Daoist robe, wiped the bloodstains from the plum blossom and cloud patterns on the robe with a handkerchief, and casually reminded the other Supreme Elders.

The reason why this Daoist Yunmei is so enthusiastic about "divination" is because his approach is not the same as that of others.

The disciples of the Dunjia School have two schools. The first school focuses on divination and is called Dunjia Tiansuan.

"Turtle Thousand Years Old" and Zhou Xuan in the Turtle God Water Village of Huangyuan Prefecture both follow this school of thought.

Another type is the school that focuses on "arrays and talismans," known as the Dunjia Grand Master.

Among the six Supreme Masters, all were Grand Masters of the Art of Escape, but the third one, Daoist Yunmei, also had a great understanding of the Dao of "Heavenly Calculation," and the depth of his research was several levels higher than that of his fellow disciples.

When ordinary people cast divination sticks, everything is left to fate. But in the eyes of the "diviner," it is not so.

Their skill in divination was second nature to them.

Because she was very confident in the divination method, Daoist Yunmei urged her fellow disciples to quickly cast the divination to decide their fate.

Anyway, it will be others who die, not him.

Of the six, the gourd-shaped Taoist stood at the very front. After listening to the cloud-plum Taoist, his eyebrows lowered.

He lowered his gaze, not out of lament that two of his six fellow disciples of the same generation would be leaving this world first.
He lowered his eyes to give a secret signal to his sixth junior brother, Zi Niu, and his second junior brother, Muxu Daoren.

The moment they saw his gaze, Zi Niu and Mu Xu suddenly sprang up and rushed toward Yun Mei Dao Ren with lightning speed.

The two men's footsteps traced patterns of long horizontal lines and short vertical lines on the ground—they were weaving a formation.

As the formation was being woven, it unleashed an astonishing force, pulling towards Yunmei.

"What are you doing?"

Yunmei realized what was happening, and with a light leap, she tried to escape the formation.

Once this formation is formed, countless hidden currents of energy will appear all around it.

These energies are interlocking and intertwined. If one is accidentally caught or collided with, and one's movement is slowed down even slightly, the remaining energies will bind one like ropes, trapping one in the formation forever, unable to escape.

Having long studied formations, Daoist Yunmei naturally understood their mysteries. His eyes glowed purple as he examined the invisible traces of energy, carefully dodging them.

Everyone here is a Supreme Being, and there's no significant difference in their cultivation levels. Moreover, Purple Ox and Alfalfa had the advantage of striking first, so Yunmei focused all her attention on escaping the formation, daring not to be careless in the slightest.

Just as he was focused on escaping the enemy formation, he was completely unaware that a figure had appeared above his head.

This person is the Gourd Taoist.

The gourd-shaped Taoist priest, suspended in the air, suddenly plummeted downwards. When he was only a foot away from the head of the Cloud Plum Taoist priest, he suddenly brought his toes down and struck the top of the man's head.

"fall."

The gourd-shaped Taoist gave a soft shout and sank down again, his toes pressing against the cloud-plum Taoist, stomping him to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Purple Ox and Clover simultaneously formed hand seals, causing the underground magic array to suddenly rise upwards.

The formation rises, the toes descend,
The three fellow disciples attacked from above and below, trapping Yunmei Daoist in the middle.

"Click, click..."

After several sharp cracking sounds, the force of the rotating formation twisted and broke Yunmei Daoist's legs.

Meanwhile, the gourd-shaped Taoist's toes had already penetrated deep into the skull of the cloud-plum Taoist.

"Go on...go on...okay...let's cast the divination..."

“Junior Brother Yun, if you were to cast the divination, you would be in an invincible position. How could the rest of us dare to compete with you in divination?”

The gourd-shaped Taoist had already drifted away.

Yunmei Daoist lay on the ground, glaring venomously at her five fellow disciples.

"Third junior brother, don't blame us. Once the battle begins, we will definitely kill Zhou Xuan to pay tribute to your heroic spirit."

The Taoist priest spoke with sorrow, yet a smile played at the corners of his eyes. He crouched down and struck Yunmei's forehead with two fingers, killing her instantly.

However, no sooner had Yunmei Daoist died than a hand emerged from Muxu Daoist's chest.

"puff!"

As the hand pierced the body, a considerable amount of blood splattered onto the face of the alfalfa Taoist. He looked down and...
A second hand, a third hand, a fourth hand... one after another, pierced through his body.

These four hands, with fingers of different lengths and skin colors, are clearly the hands of four different people.

He, the Taoist of Clover, was betrayed by his four fellow disciples.

"Why...why...it's...me..."

"You, Second Brother, set a precedent by betraying your own people today. Now that the four of us have killed you, it can be considered a fitting end."

The gourd-shaped Taoist first gave the "purple ox" a vicious look, then looked firmly at the alfalfa Taoist and said coldly.

In fact, according to his own ideas, he certainly wanted to take the opportunity to kill Purple Cow.

After all, Zi Niu exposed his shameful deeds in front of so many people in Mingjiang Prefecture—but Zi Niu usually got along very well with his other fellow disciples, and killing him now would only throw him off balance.

"Once we're off this stage, I'll find some time to kill Purple Cow. It's no big deal. But for now, let's kill that coward Clover first."

The four brothers' hands, like dancing octopus tentacles, used their fingertips to draw talismans on the chest of the Alfalfa Taoist.

As the runes became clearer, the alfalfa Taoist's body withered rapidly, his life force evaporating completely in a few moments.

Thus, the internal strife within the Dunjia Sect temporarily ceased.
Of the nearly thirty people, only these four elders remain alive.

The Calabash Daoist was filled with indignation and beckoned to Zhou Xuan with his finger: "Zhou Xuan, come down to the arena, I will fight you."

Zhou Xuan gently shook his head, then pointed at the Buddhist warriors and said, "Old gourd, don't worry. Your numbers are up to standard, but they're not done yet."

The Buddhist warrior appeared to be a single person, but in reality, Zhou Xuan could sense that the warrior was not alone, as his belly contained many things.

The Buddhist warrior lowered his head and asked, "We don't have enough people either, what should we do?"

"The Five Forms of the Buddhist Kingdom Reveal the True Form."

A sound came from inside the strongman's belly...

(End of this chapter)