From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 116 Time Passes, Final Battle
The rain was like a waterfall and a strange phenomenon appeared.

"call!"

Chen Xuan stood in the heavy rain. With every breath he took, countless strands of black light converged in the rain, streams, grass, and earth, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.

"Woo!"

On the distant treetop, a squirrel holding a pine cone ran away in panic, and all the insects, birds and beasts nearby were startled and fled madly.

Because they found that the blood in their bodies was flowing rapidly, as if it was about to burst out and rush towards the figure in the heavy rain. This was too terrifying. Within a radius of hundreds of meters, all things related to water were cheering and guarding Chen Xuan.

"That's quite a commotion. It's worthy of being the first time this true scripture has appeared in the world..."

Chen Xuan muttered to himself, then started walking. He didn't want to stay in the same area for a long time because the nearby grass and trees were rapidly aging and withering due to the evaporation of moisture.

"hiss!"

The light at the kidney point in the body became even brighter, and a vague and indifferent ancient vision appeared, quickly becoming clear.

It took Chen Xuan three days to condense the [Yellow Millet Wood] Daoist Canon for the first time, but now he has experience and his realm is higher, and the second Daoist Canon [Eternal River] is rapidly manifesting.

Chen Xuan stimulated the solar energy and looked inside his body with the light from heaven. He saw a long, deep river spreading out from the kidney area, weaving through his internal organs like a ribbon, becoming wider and wider.

"Wow!"

A black and gold shovel boat floats in the river like a leaf, creating a leisurely and artistic conception.

"Huh? Is there a sound coming from the fishing boat?"

Chen Xuan was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that just like the Huangliang Taoist Canon, the Changsheng Taoist Canon would also produce a little man?
Sure enough, the next moment, the curtain of the black-covered boat was lifted, and a small fisherman wearing a straw raincoat and hat came out of the cabin.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

The fisherman looked up at Chen Xuan, who had a childish face that looked 80% similar to his. He had a fish basket hanging from his waist and was holding a palm-sized steel fork in his hand. His big eyes flashed with shrewdness.

"A little fisherman? Harpoon?"

Chen Xuan was stunned when he saw this, and then he realized: "The fisherman, like the farmer, has his own consciousness."

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Suddenly, a sharp and strange cry was heard, and an ancient green-gold tree broke out of the ground at the liver position. Its crown covered the sky, and a farmer with an honest look walked out.

Chen Xuan was stunned because he felt a sense of resistance rising in his body.

The little farmer asked, "Yaaaa."

The little fisherman nodded: "Yeah."

The little farmer was angry: "Aiya!"

The little fisherman shook his head: "Aaaaa!"

Chen Xuan, looking down from the sky, vaguely understood the meaning of these conversations: "The Huangliang Daozang does not welcome the Changsheng Daozang. The farmer is ordering the fisherman to get out..."

"Bang!"

The little farmer suddenly became furious, jumped onto the small black boat, and knocked the little fisherman to the ground with a hoe.

"what!"

The Taoist Canon of Longevity is in the process of condensing and has not yet been fully formed. The fisherman is much smaller than the farmer, and there is a huge gap in strength.

The little fisherman was no match for the farmer. He fought back with his harpoon, but the farmer reached out and yanked it, throwing it into the river with great ferocity.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

The fisherman was horrified and wanted to go to the river to get the harpoon, but the farmer grabbed him, threw him to the ground and kicked him hard a few times. The fisherman curled up like a shrimp, held his head with his hands, bent his legs, and tried his best to protect his vital parts.

"You, stop fighting!"

Chen Xuan's face was pale. The farmer villain attacked the fisher villain wantonly, causing him to suffer severe pain. His internal organs were shaking as if they were about to burst.

"Huangliang Daozang is unwilling to coexist with Changsheng Daozang!"

Chen Xuan realized that different paths of Daozang could hardly coexist in the body. The newly arrived Changsheng Daozang wanted to occupy a position, but Huangliang Daozang obviously disagreed and was expelling and destroying Changsheng Daozang.

This is common knowledge in the world of Taoism. Everyone knows that it is too difficult for a cultivator to practice two kinds of Taoist canons at the same time.

Some Taoist scriptures with compatible properties may have the opportunity to coexist... Some special divine bodies and treasure bodies are the product of the joint action of several great Taoist scriptures.

But for people like Chen Xuan, one is of the water element and the other is of the wood element, and even their immortal energy is different, there is no possibility for them to coexist.

"Bang!"

The farmer's face was stern, and he swung his hoe violently, hitting the fisherman's face with blood, looking extremely miserable. At the same time, the river trembled and shrank rapidly, as if it would dry up and disappear.

"The Taoism of Immortality is about to be destroyed."

Chen Xuan was anxious and would not sit idly by and watch this happen. He said in a deep voice, "Stop fighting!"

"Buzz!"

Chen Xuan's soul body suddenly tore open the sky and forced its way into the battlefield. His brows were furrowed as he looked down at the two palm-sized figures.

The two little men, the farmer and the fisherman, looked up at the same time, their eyes filled with horror, gazing at Chen Xuan, who looked like a giant.

"Wow!"

Chen Xuan took action directly, grabbed the farmer who attacked first by the back of the neck and lifted him up.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

The farmer couldn't bear it any longer and struggled violently, swinging his hoe in the air as if he was going to beat the fisherman to death.

"Crack! Crack!"

Chen Xuan didn't tolerate him at all. He raised his hand and slapped the farmer twice, making the farmer dizzy and seeing stars.

The little farmer was shocked and looked at Chen Xuan in disbelief.

"brush!"

Chen Xuan snapped his fingers like pliers, snatched the toy-like hoe from his hand, threw it far away, and scolded:

"So ignorant? Can't you give in to the newcomer? There's room for two people living inside me!"

The peasant had nothing in his hands, tears of grievance flashed in his eyes. He shrugged his shoulders and burst into tears: "Aiyaah!"

Chen Xuan was stunned when he saw this: "What's wrong with you?"

On the other side, the little fisherman on the boat opened his eyes wide when he saw this. Then, his shrewd eyes turned and he burst into tears. His tears were so heart-wrenching that they seemed to pierce the sky.

“Aaaaaah!”

The little fisherman pointed at the miserable wound on his body with one hand and wiped his eyes with the other hand. He cried for a long time, and his fingers cracked. He secretly glanced at Chen Xuan's reaction, and then his crying became even louder.

Chen Xuan's face was full of black lines, and he was in pain on both sides. He screamed loudly, and the sound was about to shatter his eardrums.

"Wow!"

Chen Xuan had no choice but to put down the little farmer figurine in his hand. However, as soon as the little farmer figurine landed on the ground, he immediately burst into tears and rushed forward with his fists clenched, looking like he was going to beat the pretentious little fisherman figurine into pieces.

"stop!"

Chen Xuan had no choice but to continue to grab the restless farmer, enduring the torment of his noisy cries and not letting go for a moment.

It is difficult for a judge to judge family affairs. Daozang has a certain degree of intelligence, but it is not high. He is like a deaf and dumb person and cannot communicate normally. Chen Xuan can only suppress them with his soul.

at dusk.

The Changsheng Daozang was successfully condensed, and the fisherman grew to be as tall as the farmer. He picked up the harpoon from the river and firmly occupied a place in Chen Xuan's body.

"Wow!"

The long river flows endlessly, flowing around the towering ancient trees, creating a harmonious and peaceful scene.

Chen Xuansong breathed a sigh of relief. He used his soul and body to forcibly interfere, and finally made the Taoist Treasure of Longevity condense in his body. The virtues of water and wood competed with each other in his body, each occupying a piece of territory and becoming quiet.

The little farmer stopped crying and making a fuss. He sat under a big tree with a hoe in his arms, sulking, and was forced to accept the appearance of the little fisherman.

The fisherman, with a bruised face and nose, hid in the small black boat and secretly observed the farmer under the tree with his shrewd eyes, wondering what he was planning.

This is something that other ordinary Taoist monks cannot accomplish at all. Only Chen Xuan, who has condensed the soul and body of the [Tao Hongchen] level in advance, can interfere and eventually make the two Taoist monks enter a strange balance.

It started at dusk yesterday and ended at dusk this evening.

Chen Xuan successfully condensed the second Daozang.

One hidden path a day.

If this horrifying thing were to be told to others, no one would believe it, because the speed was so fast that even a peerless immortal with the "Nine Five Appearance" could not do it!
You should know that it took Wang Zhenyang, the great fire cultivator of Chiya City, twenty years to condense the first Daozang.

As for the outstanding geniuses from the thousand-year-old aristocratic families in Chu, for example, Cui Che, who had been practicing Taoism since he was three years old and had completed the Daozang at the age of eight, was a genius of his generation. It took him one or two years to condense the Daozang!

But Chen Xuan condensed the Taoist Canon in just one day.

This kind of terrifying speed only exists in those fabricated roadside legends and tales. Such people do not exist in reality. It is so absurd that it can scare people to death!

"The strength of Qi and blood has increased by about 40,000 to 50,000 kilograms."

Chen Xuan clenched his fists, feeling the surging Qi and blood in his body. After the second Hidden, the strength of his Qi and blood increased to more than 130,000 pounds.

His body underwent a transformation in the rain, his skin became crystal clear and shiny, but extremely tough. Now, it would be difficult for mortal swords to leave a mark on it. Its defense was comparable to that of armor, which was exaggerated.

"Once I have learned all the true scriptures, perhaps this body that has broken through the limitations of feathering will be able to resist the attacks of ordinary treasures with just flesh and blood."

Chen Xuan was thinking in his heart, looking at the distant mountains. There were Taoist ghosts gathered, staring at the commotion here. The place where he was practicing was no longer hidden.

"Condensing the Daozang makes too much noise. This area is not suitable for further cultivation."

Chen Xuan quickly stood up and left the place.

In the second half of the night, he traveled hundreds of miles and appeared at the foot of a mountain. After making sure that there were no ghosts nearby, he hid himself.

He took a short rest to recharge his energy. When a hint of dawn appeared in the distant sky, he opened his eyes and began his third day of meditation.

"Continue practicing, next... the Six Desires Sutra."

The Golden Virtue Six Desires Sutra was also a divinely ordained sutra. Chen Xuan speculated that it was related to Buddhism: "Could this divinely ordained sutra have given rise to a dishonest monk?"

The soul left the body and began to practice the Six Desires Sutra.

On the fourth day, in the early morning hours.

"clang!"

The sky was filled with the crisp sound of metal clashing, as if someone was striking bronze chimes, the sound was melodious and lingering.

On the ground, there are countless metal particles that refract the moonlight. They surge up from deep underground, reflecting the bright moonlight. There are gold, iron, silver, bronze, etc., as well as other strange metal particles of various colors, shining with a faint light.

In an area of hundreds of meters, countless precious metal particles seemed to be evenly scattered on the ground, like a galaxy, dazzling.

"Buzz!"

Inside Chen Xuan's body, at the location of the Jinde lung point, a bronze palace or temple suddenly rose from the ground, majestic and magnificent.

“Aaaaaah!”

A young Taoist priest in a platinum Taoist robe walked out of the palace gate and bowed to Chen Xuan's soul in the sky.

The little Taoist priest has red lips and white teeth, and his pink and tender skin makes people want to rub them. He has a feeling that is both good and evil.

"Taoist? Why not a monk?"

Chen Xuan was shocked and suspicious. The Six Desire Heavens were clearly a mythological story circulated within Buddhism, and were related to the legendary Buddhas and demons in the Desire Realm.

But at this moment, the Daozang he cultivated using the Six Desires Sutra turned out to be a Taoist priest. This unreasonable thing was shocking.

"Is this the true Six Desires Sutra? Or is it because Yan Yushu joined the Daoist sect, or because the Four Heavenly Kings of the Six Desires Heaven were all shattered... this sutra has lost all its Buddha nature..."

Chen Xuan suspected that the True Scripture of Destiny of the Destiny Manipulator did not exist since ancient times, but was probably gradually evolved along with the Destiny Manipulator.

Soon, the third Daozang [Six Desire Bodies] was completely condensed.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

The little Taoist priest stood under the palace, with a copper coin sword hanging from his waist. His eyes were filled with magic, as if they could suck everyone's soul in. He took the initiative to greet the farmer under the tree and the fisherman on the boat.

"The three legs stand in a tripod, restraining each other. Now the internal organs in my body have finally calmed down."

Chen Xuan said to himself that neither the farmer nor the fisherman took the initiative to attack the newly born Taoist figure, and tacitly accepted the Taoist figure's joining.

"Successfully cultivated the third Daozang, and the strength of Qi and blood increased to 180,000 jin."

"But the next Human Emperor Sutra is much more difficult. You need to cultivate the Plague Department Gray Qi first."

Chen Xuan believed that compared to the other easier-to-learn Five Elements Mountain and Sea Strange Beasts Scripture, it would be safer to learn the entire Heavenly Destiny Immortal Scripture first.

The True Scripture of the Human Emperor is the unique skill of the Plague Department.

The Plague Department Gray Qi is the seventh type of Mountain and Sea Spirit Qi that he is about to learn. Its difficulty level is dozens of times higher than the previous Qi.

The magic trick recorded in the Human Emperor's Sutra, the "Little Crocodile Magic Trick," was enough to give him a hard time. The difficulty of practicing it was even higher than practicing a Taoist Canon.

"Trouble... just a small trouble." Chen Xuan said with a smile. After getting the Human Emperor Banner, it was no longer difficult for him to practice these true scriptures and techniques.

His rise is like a dragon emerging from shallow water, unstoppable!

In three days, he cultivated the seventh Qi - Plague Gray Qi.

Chen Xuan was on the seventh day of his secluded cultivation.

Successfully learned the Plague Department's [Little Crocodile Trick] and cultivated a sinister Plague Department gray qi.

"If I had used a physical body instead of a spirit body to cultivate the Seventh Qi, it would have taken at least 10 to 20 years... All things are difficult at the beginning. Now, I can practice the Plague Sutra normally."

Chen Xuan sighed slightly and was about to start practicing the Human Emperor Sutra in one go.

"boom!"

All I heard was a huge roar in the sky, like the sound of the great way from heaven, spreading for thousands of miles and resounding throughout the world.

"what?"

Chen Xuan looked up in a daze. At the end of the sky, the arc-shaped entrance to Shangyang Cave was torn into a big hole.

Pieces of Taixu fragments as big as mountains fell with blood, and then, like a meteor shower, countless huge corpses fell down, dragging dazzling flames.

"Shangyang Cave was really shattered?"

Chen Xuan was stunned, and then a chill rose in his heart, realizing that a battle beyond imagination was breaking out in Shangyang Cave, and big holes were punched through the sky one after another.

"A true lord-level creature, let's start fighting!"

Emperor Jiang and the Dragon Demon King of the Rain Country.

There is one who is about to die.

Or maybe.

These two great true masters are about to die.

This battle between water and fire, involving billions of lives, and the battle to become immortal, is about to have its final result!

(End of this chapter)