Embers of Sword

Chapter 562 Twenty-Four Hours (Part 8)
Have you heard any strange noises?

Halfway up the mountain, Master Yanwei frowned and suddenly asked a question.

"What...sound?"

Upon hearing this, the Candle Taoist was taken aback. He sat down on the ground, his hands pressing on the stone steps. There seemed to be a slight tremor beneath him, with stone chips flying everywhere.

The tremors grew louder and louder.

The height at which stone chips are thrown is also getting higher and higher.

The thick fog that shrouded the back mountain quickly dissipated, and exclamations of surprise rang out from afar.

"What's this!!!"

The Candle Taoist suddenly turned around, his eyes wide.

A dazzling blue rainbow streaked down from the sky like a shooting star, crashing violently into the spot where they were.

"It's that bull demon that Xuanzhi picked up from the Northern Border!"

The Candle Taoist immediately stood up and shouted in a shrill voice, "Quickly, quickly, make your move!"

He hurriedly summoned a bunch of magical artifacts and threw out a bunch of array symbols. A strong wind howled, and these treasures and array symbols flew in the air, quickly condensing into barriers.

"This beast! It's utterly lawless!!"

Master Yanwei's expression was gloomy, and a hint of anger appeared in his eyes.

He didn't stop Xuanzhi from climbing the mountain earlier, mainly because he couldn't stop her.

But now, this mere bull demon dares to force its way into the back mountain right in front of me...

This shows a complete disregard for the master of Zhongmiaozhai!

The back mountain is a forbidden area of ​​the Taoist sect; it is not a place that just anyone can step into.
Immediately, Master Yanwei stood up, left the mountainside, and arrived at the summit.

He gazed at the dazzling azure rainbow that was about to arrive, raised his hands, his sleeves fluttering, and the surging Dao intent condensed into a huge treasure cauldron.

But the next moment-

The azure rainbow that enveloped the bull demon surged and shattered in all directions like a waterfall.

Master Yanwei's pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked astonished.

At that moment, he saw clearly what was happening inside the rainbow light!

An old ox, stretching out its demonic form, was hundreds of feet tall, but in terms of sheer size, it wasn't particularly spectacular.

What truly shocked Master Yanwei was that the old ox was carrying a towering small mountain on its back!
Qingnang Mountain!
This bull demon has gone mad... he carried Mount Qingnang over on his back!
Can it carry Mount Qingnang on its back?!

"珰!!!"

Master Zhongmiaozhai, who had raised the great cauldron to block the formation at the back of the mountain, felt a pang of regret. However, everything had happened too fast, and he had no time to retreat.

Baoding collides with Qingnang Mountain!

In an instant!
The cauldron, formed from concentrated vital energy, was smashed to pieces!
The Master of the Myriad Wonders Abode, who had long since cultivated to the perfect state of Yin Spirit, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood...

They come fast and go even faster!

Master Yanwei fell heavily into the dust and smoke of the back mountain like a kite with a broken string.

The imposing azure light showed no sign of stopping and continued its descent.

The old ox raised its hoof and stomped down hard.

"Moo!"

The Candle Daoist's face turned deathly pale as he watched the green mountain materialize and press down in front of him.

The magical artifacts and array symbols he had thrown out were as fragile as blank paper, instantly shattering into pieces.

Finally, with a deafening boom!
An old ox, carrying Mount Qingnang, crashed heavily onto the summit of the back mountain.

The myriad silver threads scattered by the earth's Dharma image were shattered by the impact of Qingnang Mountain, forcing this great rain of phenomena to stop.

The Great Immortal Chongkan, seated high in the sky, frowned and stared at the old ox that carried the green mountains.

This is a simple and unadorned green mountain.

There are grass, fields and houses on the mountains.

However, this green mountain falls on the back mountain, making it extremely difficult to unleash the [Myriad Phenomena] Dao Domain. It is as if an invisible Dao intent has landed and spread, hindering the condensation of [Myriad Phenomena].

"Moo-"

The old ox stretched its back and let out a loud, exhilarating snoring sound.

He straightened his back and gradually shrank in size.

The green hills on his back also shrank accordingly.

It turns out that Qingnang Mountain can indeed be shrunk to the size of "Qingnang". Although the mountain is smaller, the pressure it exudes remains unchanged.

"Master! I'm here!"

A young Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth sat on the back of the ox.

The young Taoist priest, holding a hemp rope in his left hand and a hoe in his right, jumped down.

"Idiot, who let you come here?"

Master Xuanzhi watched this scene with a complex expression, and he sighed softly. Before leaving, he had specifically instructed Su Ye to take good care of the old ox and Qingnang Mountain…

He knew he was likely to lose this battle.

In any case, the Taoist sect needs Qingnang Mountain.

Xuanzhi deliberately chose this time to climb the back mountain and take on the challenge.

Even if I lose.

Chongkan would not blame anyone else.

But now, Su Ye has brought the old ox to join the battle, and even carried Qingnang Mountain with him.

“Master…you taught me.”

Su Ye presented the demon-binding rope and the iron hoe, and said sincerely, "Do good deeds and don't worry about the future. As your disciple, how can I watch you climb the mountain alone? Since you want to fight, I should help you out."

"..."

Master Xuanzhi remained silent.

Don't blame him.

On the other side, Green Ox grinned and said, "It was me, Old Ox, who instigated this... Since you're here to fight, you should at least bring some weapons, right?"

Xuanzhi sighed again; he had nothing more to say.

but……

With the hoe in his hand, the pent-up energy he had been holding finally dissipated somewhat.

Xuanzhi twirled the hoe, feeling much calmer.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk—”

The green ox raised its head and looked at the three towering Buddha statues.

"As expected of the Great True Man who makes countless demon lords in the Demon Kingdom tremble at the mere mention of his name... His Dharma form and supernatural powers are truly terrifying."

The blue ox let out a sigh.

The conversation took an abrupt turn the next moment.

The green ox sneered sarcastically, "But why did the Great Master use all his extraordinary abilities on his own disciple? Even if you really want to spar and fight, you might as well ask yourself honestly, is this fight fair? Is someone afraid of losing and not being able to clean up the mess?"

Great cultivators from various sacred lands, once they reach the Yangshen realm, rarely leave the mountains.

It's not just because the Yangshen Realm involves cause and effect, and therefore cannot be easily fought over.

There is another reason.

In the battles of this realm, one's natal grotto-heaven is far too important—

Chongkan, the original deity, has been stationed on the back mountain for many years, and his grotto is located there.

Xuanzhi's idea of ​​challenging her master's authority as a disciple is a good one.

But from the moment he chose to climb the mountain on his own initiative.

There was no chance of winning this battle.

Putting aside the difference in skill level, Chongkan also holds a significant home-field advantage.

only……

Now that this bull demon has come carrying Mount Qingnang, the battle seems to have undergone a subtle change.

"..."

Chongkan stared blankly at the old ox.

He casually extended his palm.

Rumble, rumble.

The sky and earth changed color, and a giant hand condensed in the clouds. Although the old ox was huge, it seemed like a newborn calf in front of that giant hand.

"Moo!"

The blue ox, enraged, charged forward instead of retreating, its head bowed.

The giant hand formed from the clouds was pierced by the bull's horn and scattered like a waterfall!

This palm strike didn't contain much internal energy, but rather a wisp of the Dao's essence—

Chongkan wanted to see the level of this bull demon...

Just as he had expected, this old ox appeared diligent and unassuming, but in reality he was secretly cultivating and, taking advantage of Xuanzhi Zhenren's influence, had secretly advanced to the Yang God realm!
However, under the protection of the Qingnang Mountain Grotto, such strange phenomena did not appear at all.

"Fun, interesting..."

Grand Master Chongkan raised his palm, gazing thoughtfully at the slowly dissipating clouds beneath him.

After a while.

Chongkan looked at the blue ox and smiled meaningfully: "The saying 'When one attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven' is truly true... You old ox, following Xuanzhi around, just plowing the fields, yet you've still managed to attain the Yang God realm?"

(End of this chapter)