If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 468: The way you invite the gods doesn’t taste right

"What the hell is this, Hong Muer, the True Lord of the Mysterious Primordial Chaos? Do you think you can defeat me just by calling out a short, fat guy?"

Shentongzi felt that he was being fooled by Gu Ruochen. His eyes turned red and he pointed his right hand downwards. Ten thousand ghosts roared and pounced towards Gu Ruochen.

Gu Ruochen's face was pale, but he had no intention of dodging. He just put his hands behind his back.

"I advise you not to underestimate the kindness of this short... True Lord Hunyuan Xuansha."

The short Hunyuan Xuansha Zhenjun suddenly jumped up and knocked down the ghost in the front with one punch. Although he looked ferocious, his tiny fist fell like a meteor shower and blew the ghost's head in an instant.

Shentongzi hadn't expected that this True Lord Hunyuan Xuansha was so powerful. He was stunned at first, then he shouted with a ferocious look on his face, "Kill that shorty for me!"

The ghost that had pounced on Gu Ruochen immediately turned around and transformed into a whirlpool, rolling towards Master Hunyuan Xuansha. Its countless open bloody mouths were more terrifying than saw teeth. Anyone who got hit would be seriously injured, and anyone who touched it would die. Even those in the Nascent Soul stage did not dare to take it head-on.

But the True Lord Hunyuan Xuansha suddenly jumped up, opened his mouth as if sucking noodles, and sucked all the ghosts into his stomach.

Shentongzi vomited blood on the spot, but the people present were not looking at Master Hunyuan Xuansha, but at Hong Muer, who was shouting and exposing her position and was eating a cake to vent her anger.

"..."

"Look, what are you looking at! Have you never seen someone eat cakes before? Look! I'll show you!" Hong Muer was filled with shame and anger. She stuffed the cake into her mouth without hesitation, and her cheeks puffed up like a hamster.

But Hong Muer didn't care about that anymore. She chewed it hard for a few times and forced herself to eat the cake.

At this time, the suction power of Master Hunyuan Xuansha suddenly increased, and accompanied by a harsh chewing sound, the ghost vortex condensed by thousands of ghosts was eaten up completely.

Shentongzi knelt on one knee on the spot, his left arm shriveled and drooped as if it had lost air.

Ordinary cultivators only vaguely understood the principles of True Lord Hunyuan Xuansha. The representatives of the super sects sitting on the judges' stand all had strange expressions on their faces. Only Qin Zhilan was snapping her nails as if nothing had happened.

Bai Qiu let out a long breath, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly, "Little Sister Qin, your sect's lineage of inviting gods... doesn't smell right. What kind of gods are you inviting?"

The monks can leave their thoughts behind, and after being triggered by certain means, they can descend in the form of a phantom. This method can be regarded as an extension and application of the supernatural power of summoning gods.

But Gu Ruochen's summoning of gods was obviously an expansion and application to a higher level.

"Aren't so-called gods simply the product of a collective sublimation of a phenomenon or a person out of some emotion?" Qin Zhilan smiled faintly. "If that's the case, why do we have to call on those old gods? Wouldn't it be better to call on the 'new gods'?"

"The stronger and more complex the emotions, the more methods the gods invoke. The stronger the consensus, the more powerful the gods invoked."

Qin Zhilan paused and bowed respectfully to the others.

"I also have to thank you all for showing off your power. Our Summoning Gods Sect has updated nearly 100,000 versions of the Summoning Gods Manual for every realm. I can't even memorize them all."

"As long as you keep showing off and flaunting yourselves, my lineage of summoning gods will never be destroyed."

"If you really want to sever my lineage of summoning gods, I suggest you close the mountain gate starting today and never go out again."

"Oh, by the way, don't show up in front of the disciples. The disciples are best at making up delusions in their minds."

"We once did a test, and one elder was so pretentious that he was beaten by a god based on him that the disciples invited, and his Daoist heart was almost broken."

"By the way, our summoning technique consumes very little energy from the user, and it doesn't restrict the realm that much. As for why this is the case, it's our sect's secret. If you're willing to join our summoning sect, I can reveal a few things."

After saying that, Qin Zhilan leisurely picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"I just can't understand why some people think that our Taoist tradition of summoning gods and the Taoist tradition of summoning ghosts have the same origin. It can't be just because there is only one word difference." Gui Wuchang's eyes twitched, but he couldn't say that the Taoist tradition of summoning gods came from the Taoist tradition of summoning ghosts.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the way the God-Summoning Sect summons gods and the way the Ghost-Summoning Sect summons ghosts have nothing in common.

The ghost-inviting sect needs to create ghosts by themselves and keep them in their bodies. The more cruel the method, the stronger the ghost created. It may be okay to send it to Fang Dahuang, but now is the period of Dayu Dynasty. If they do this, they are very likely to be visited by Dayu Dynasty.

In contrast, the invocation of deities tradition allows everyone from the ancestors down to the disciples to do nothing, as a vast array of "deities" are readily available for them to summon, with a constant stream of new "deities" appearing. Based on the logic that the stronger the consensus on "deities," the more powerful the summoned "deities," the invocation of deities might even be able to summon a "deity" modeled after the modern-day Emperor Yu.

Whether it is the upper limit, the lower limit, or the difficulty of getting started, the Taoist tradition of summoning gods crushes the Taoist tradition of summoning ghosts in all aspects.

"I don't believe it! How could such a thing happen in this world!"

Qin Zhilan's voice was quite loud, so Shentongzi could hear it clearly.

He simply couldn't accept that he had lost to such a bizarre thing!
The boy's eyes were red, he opened his mouth, bit his right wrist and pulled hard, and with a strange wriggling sound, Shentongzi's right palm was torn off and fell to the ground. A slender palm stretched out from it, and pale ghost faces swarmed out of it. When the last ghost burst out, the palm was completely shriveled, and Shentongzi's right arm was like a faucet that had been completely turned on, spewing out all kinds of ghosts.

Starving ghosts, hanged ghosts, headless ghosts, knife-cut ghosts, and disemboweled ghosts seem to be endless.

Even the True Lord Hunyuan Xuansha couldn't finish it in one breath.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Gu Ruochen's expression changed slightly, and when he dodged, he met Li Yanmo's gaze.

"..."

"..."

Li Yanmo swore that he was just showing a worried expression without any other implication.

But Gu Ruocheng's eyes were like slides, first from awe, then to doubt, then shock, and finally to the solemnity and determination that I will live up to everyone's expectations.

Gu Ruochen paused in his retreat, a gleam in his eyes, and he raised his hand and waved, "True Lord Hunyuan Xuansha, go play somewhere else."

True Lord Hunyuan Xuansha, who was fighting against the monster, flew out immediately.

Shentongzi laughed heartily, "Without that shorty, I can kill you with just a breath!"

Gu Ruochen ignored Shentongzi, but raised his hands and slowly closed his eyes to recite.

"Please—a glance from the Merciful Xuanyan Lord."

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. A pair of eyes emerged from behind Gu Ruochen. His left eye opened, and his pupils were as deep as the starry sky, as if he could see through the past and the future.

With just a glance back, wherever his eyes fell, the sky and the earth changed color, all the ghosts disappeared in an instant, and black energy was boiling on Shentongzi's body, and his skin gradually collapsed. Seeing that Shentongzi was about to die on the spot, Gu Ruochen suddenly knelt on one knee.

"Damn it—my realm is still too low!"

The pair of eyes that had only one open gradually disappeared.

The corners of Li Yanmo's mouth twitched slightly.

What is that Xuan Yan Ci Zun...?

(End of this chapter)