Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 214 It's raining. (Second update!)

The painting depicts a vehicle with the character "戊" on it.

Lightning flashed overhead and thunder roared, while a sudden mountain wind arose all around.

Yuan Zhi and the others followed closely behind the vehicle with the character "戊" on it, their clothes fluttering in the wind.

Rumble!
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck overhead, and dark clouds churned rapidly, like a roaring ocean about to erupt.

Yuan Zhi and the others glanced at it casually, their expressions somewhat solemn, but they didn't seem particularly afraid.

This is a world within a painting. Although the thunder is magnificent and powerful, according to the rules of this world within a painting, the heavy rain will only truly fall when they arrive at the temple ahead.

Therefore, they are not panicking at all.

The dark clouds and sea of ​​clouds in the sky resembled dragons churning, with purple and blue lightning constantly breaking through the air. On the mountain path, people started to walk and chat.

"Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Yuan reminded us, otherwise if we had gone to find a place to take shelter from the rain now, we would have missed the temple ahead."

"That's right! Although this gathering is terrifying, it's not so dangerous once you know the rules."

"Don't be careless. We're still inside the painting, and we don't even know how to escape..."

"Why ask so many questions? Just follow Fellow Daoist Yuan!"

Just as everyone was talking at once, a mountain wind howled by, and a raindrop the size of a bean suddenly hit the bamboo leaf of a green bamboo branch next to them.

The bamboo leaves touched by the rain instantly turned into thick ink, fell to the ground, and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, even more large raindrops began to fall in droves.

Upon witnessing this terrifying scene, everyone's expressions changed drastically. Yuan Zhi and the fat, dark-skinned cultivator surnamed Song also widened their eyes.

This is different from the gathering they experienced last time!
The next moment, the cultivators, realizing what had happened, didn't even have time to question Yuan Zhi and the fat, dark-skinned cultivator. In a panic, they hurriedly crawled under the "戊"-shaped carriage.

The bottom of the vehicle was made of solid wood, framed by metal, with a metal crossbeam in the middle, and intricate talismans engraved in cinnabar for protection.

After several cultivators crawled under the car, they immediately used their spiritual power to support the metal frame, pressing their entire bodies tightly against the bottom of the car to keep them suspended in the air.

Seeing this, the other cultivators reacted quickly, including Yuan Zhi and Diao Jingsong, both at the seventh level of Qi Refining. For a moment, they disregarded their image and all scrambled under the car.

Soon, all nine cultivators, like geckos, crawled under the carriage, clinging to the bottom, not daring to expose themselves even slightly.

The vehicles transporting taxes were enormous; nine cultivators could fit underneath them and there was still some space, so there was no need for them to fight over them.

Just as the nine cultivators had taken cover, thunder roared overhead, and torrential rain began to pour down.

The rain was torrential, and looking out from under the car, everything was shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see the distant mountains, nearby waters, bamboo groves, and wildflowers clearly.

Soon, large streams of viscous ink flowed out from the bamboo groves on both sides. Some remnants of bamboo stalks and leaves floated in the ink, but soon these remnants also turned into ink and flowed into the ground.

The most deadly thing was that the corpse puppets pulling the cart were also melting away little by little as their bodies began to turn into thick ink under the pounding of the rain.

Upon seeing this, Diao Jingsong's expression changed drastically, and he immediately questioned, "Fellow Daoist Yuan! What's going on?"

Yuan Zhi replied with a blank look, "...I don't know!"

"The gathering I experienced last time wasn't like this!"

A cultivator with a thick beard then asked, "Fellow Daoist Yuan, how far is the temple ahead?"

"The corpse puppets pulling the cart won't last much longer!"

"Once the corpse puppets pulling the cart turn into ink, we'll just have to wait here to die!"

Yuan Zhi was also unsure of the situation, and replied hesitantly, "Soon, soon."

"Although the rain came a little early, it also means that we are very close to that temple!"

Rumble... Thunder roared again, like a thousand horses galloping in, crushing the void inch by inch.

The rain grew more rapid, like the resounding beat of a drum, striking heavily on everyone's hearts.

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Behind the convoy, a car with the character "庚" (Geng) on ​​it.

"Hehehe...hehe..."

Shu Yunying's laughter rang out intermittently, and her body was filled with yin energy. With the help of Niannu's ghost skills, she gradually began to gain the upper hand in the battle against the ferocious ghost.

However, at that moment, the hideous monster suddenly grew two huge bluish-black arms without warning.

The two arms had just appeared when they slapped towards Zheng Que.

Upon seeing this, Shu Yunying immediately stepped in to stop her.

Boom boom boom...

Amidst the continuous deafening roars, the attacks of the ferocious demons were all blocked.

Rumble!
Just then, the rain began to pour down.

Kulan immediately manipulated her split bodies, which rose into the air together, and black silk umbrellas unfurled, blocking the area above the "Geng" shaped vehicle.

blah blah blah...

Rain pattered against the umbrella's surface, then slid off the edge, seemingly just an ordinary downpour.

But looking out from under the umbrella, one can see the same rain falling on the bamboo forest. The branches and leaves hit by the rain immediately turn into streams of ink and collapse.

Seeing this, Zheng Que breathed a sigh of relief. In this world of paintings, if it rains, you need to find a place to take shelter immediately.

However, Kulan's black silk umbrella seemed to be particularly resistant to rain.

Now, as long as the withered orchid is here, I don't need to take shelter from the rain at all.

Just then, Zheng Que looked up and suddenly realized that Shu Yunying, who was fighting against the hideous ghost, had disappeared without him noticing!
He was startled. Before he could react, the grotesque ghost's body erupted with yin energy, and its four arms were raised high, slamming down towards his head.

The chilling wind that rushed towards us felt like a steel knife!

At the critical moment, Qingli immediately stretched out six arms and quickly met the attack of the ferocious ghost.

Boom boom boom boom…

The deafening sounds of fighting occasionally drowned out the thunder overhead.

Before long, Qingli's Yin energy was rapidly depleted, and she was clearly at a disadvantage.

Just as Zheng Que was about to activate the Soul-Summoning Banner to help, he saw Qing Li's figure in mid-air suddenly disappear!

His expression changed slightly, completely unaware of what had happened.

However, the hideous monster showed no sign of stopping and threw a punch at him.

Ku Lan, who was standing nearby, was about to make a move, and Zheng Que subconsciously pointed his finger at his brow.

The moment the decree appeared between his brows, everything around him suddenly slowed down in his eyes!

Without thinking twice, he took the opportunity to draw out the imperial edict and attacked the hideous ghost.

Whoosh!
The moment the edict was released, everything around slowly returned to normal.

The imperial edict was so fast that he didn't see its flight path at all. He saw the monstrous, mountain-sized monster frozen in place, receiving the imperial decree.

(End of this chapter)