Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 160 The Millstone Shatters the Head, the Ruthless High Priest
The two prostrated themselves in devotion.
Li Wushou originally thought this was the daily worship of the ancestral god by the high priest Luosang after his return.

But after changing his perspective, he became somewhat uncertain.

Because in front of the two of them, there was a long platform resembling an incense table, where Losang's grandson, Luo Fan, was lying with his eyes closed.

For a moment, Li Wushou was confused. Was this worshipping a god? Or...?
While Li Wushou was still pondering, a buzzing sound suddenly came from the mountain chamber, and Li Wushou felt a chill run down his spine.

The leaves around the tall, standing figure rustled, and a crystal drop fell from a branch, landing precisely on Luo Fan's brow.

The High Priest and the Minister of Justice trembled as they knelt in worship, and they knelt in excitement.

"Thank you for your approval, Ancestral God!"

This scene made Li Wushou frown deeply. Did the Ancestral God approve?
High Priest Lord Losang is Luo Fan's grandfather, so it's normal for him to be excited. But why is Wu Xing Si Tu, a victim of Luo Fan's parents committing a taboo, excited?
Are the Luotou clan really so selfless?

Shit!

If that were the case, some people wouldn't live on the mountaintop while others lived in cliffside stone chambers on the other side of the mountain.

The buzzing in the mountain chamber gradually subsided, and the two people who had been bowing slowly rose, their expressions becoming solemn at the same time.

The Minister of Justice bowed to the High Priest and said, "High Priest, you have made great contributions and have worked hard all these years!"

Upon hearing this, the High Priest gave a wry smile and replied with some regret, "Wu Xing's words make this old man even more ashamed!"

Wu Xing Situ frowned slightly, turned around and glanced at the wall of heads where Luo Wen and his wife were.

"My son's death was due to his lack of fortune and destiny; he has no one to blame but himself! Besides, what does this have to do with the High Priest? Mr. and Mrs. Luo Wen have also found their fate. I urge the High Priest to prioritize important matters!"

The High Priest sighed softly, his face unusually solemn.

"This is our fate as the High Priest and the Minister of Martial Justice! It is also their fate as the offspring of the High Priest and the Minister of Martial Justice! But setting aside this fate, what Mr. and Mrs. Luo Wen owe you, I owe you in return!"

Wu Xing Situ clenched his fists, and after a long while, he turned around and bowed to the High Priest again. He knew that the High Priest had paid no less than him!
But is he really content with that?
The ancestral god chose his child first!
He trusted the Lowen couple so much, but they ate his child, disrupted the ancestral god's important affairs, and delayed the matter for ten years!
Although the high priest sacrificed his life to make amends and secure a new opportunity.

But who will give his son another chance?

Wu Xing Situ had suffered greatly over the years, but he was still happy when he saw the High Priest returning with a boy, knowing that the High Priest had kept his promise.

However, upon seeing the Lowen couple, the profound pain he felt almost caused him to lose his composure.

But after learning that the Luo Wen couple had transformed into flying skull demons, Wu Xing Situ's mind became complicated and uneasy.

This matter concerns the life and death of the Luo Tou clan, and at this moment, the Minister of Justice has no time to think too much.

"As the High Priest said, this is our destiny; let us prioritize the greater good!"

The high priest sighed softly and said no more; this was not a knot in his heart that could be untied in a few words.

Walking slowly to the stone platform where Luo Fan was lying, the High Priest sat cross-legged with his back to the platform. Suddenly, the head on his neck flew up and hovered in mid-air.

Behind him stood a tall figure, from whose feet and navel two streams of light flew out simultaneously and merged into the High Priest's body.

In the blink of an eye, the High Priest's slightly hunched figure straightened up. But the glass tree on the neck of the figure behind him seemed to dim slightly.

Li Wushou's expression hardened. The two streaks of light flew extremely fast. Even with Li Wushou's eyesight, he could only make out a rough outline. It should be a human face and a pair of sharp claws.

A human face and sharp claws?
He had seen Luo Fan while Luo Fan was unconscious.

What exactly is this?
Sure enough, after the human face and claws fell into the High Priest's body, his feet also began to mutate, and a human face slowly emerged from his stomach. This face was very similar to the High Priest's, only younger.

Moreover, it lacked a sense of frenzy; it was very calm!
Li Wushou looked up at the floating head of the High Priest, and his face, which was originally full of wrinkles, became smooth again.

This one looks exactly like the face of the person inside my belly!

The high priest looked solemn, his hands forming a mudra in front of his chest.

Suddenly, the suspended head let out a low shout, and from the neck of its fleshy body, a treasure tree of flesh and blood took root, sprouted, and grew into a small tree in the blink of an eye.

The sapling is not tall, about the height of an adult's forearm. It is much smaller than the sacred tree and has fewer branches, but it is full of vitality!
"By order of the High Priest of the Luotou Clan, I command Feilu to offer a blood sacrifice to the sacred tree!"

His words were solemn and dignified, leaving no room for argument!

At this moment, the High Priest was filled with majesty and inviolability!
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Wushou felt a rustling sound coming from the mountain chamber. His vision widened, and Li Wushou saw that the heads stored on the stone wall opposite the Grand Priest were all trembling.

Then, one head after another flew out of the niche and hovered above the blood pool.

From a distance, they look like eagles, densely packed, with a rough estimate of about a hundred.

Seeing this, Wu Xing Situ, who was standing to one side, stomped his foot, and the ground shook slightly, slowly raising a huge millstone.

The moment the millstone appeared, a fierce aura filled the entire mountain chamber. The floating flying skull ghosts trembled in unison, and the little figures sitting on the necks seemed to sense the abnormality, each trying their best to open their eyes.

The high priest's head, suspended in mid-air, suddenly let out a cold snort.

"The spirit comes from the ancestor, and should return to the ancestor!" The divine voice resounded, shaking the soul. The flying skull ghost stood frozen on the spot, and the little figure inside its neck also settled down again.

Wu Xing Situ slowly pushed the stone mill, and the flying skull ghosts in the sky, as if receiving a command, lined up in an orderly fashion and fell into the stone mill.

"Snap~ Crack~ Squeak~"

The moment the flying skull demon landed, a fine head was instantly crushed to dust by the millstone. After several more rotations, it turned into bloody mud, flowing along the stone trough into the blood pool.

Both the High Priest and the Minister of Justice calmly went about their tasks, crushing heads into bloody pulp.

Li Wushou felt a chill run down his spine.

"Is this what you meant by 'not a good thing'?"

He suddenly remembered what the old beggar had said when he had mistakenly thought that Mr. and Mrs. Luo had cultivated their nascent souls.

The old beggar once said that the flying skull demon's transformation method had limitations and was not a good thing for them.

Doesn't this prove it right now?

The spirit comes from the ancestor and should return to the ancestor! How is this different from the Yin-refining techniques of the City God's lineage?

No! There's a difference! The City God's lineage wants spiritual power, but the Luo Tou clan's lineage wants lives, the last remaining lives!
The old beggar in the Three Immortals Pavilion was taken aback by Li Wushou's question, but then he realized what was going on.

I did realize that the transformation of the Lowen couple into flying skull demons was not a good thing, but that didn't refer to the current situation!

The old beggar wasn't a god; his understanding of Luo Tou Shi was similar to Li Wushou's, only he was more perceptive about certain things. Just as he was more perceptive about the flesh and blood of Chen Gou'er.

However, the old beggar couldn't explain in detail at the moment, so he nodded slowly with the air of a master.

Li Wushou was indeed astonishingly talented, which secretly pleased the old beggar.

In the mountain chamber, the High Priest and the Minister of Justice silently ground their heads together. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, hundreds of heads were ground to dust.

The figure standing behind the High Priest shimmered with a faint blood-red light, and even the glass tree on his neck seemed to come alive.

But Li Wushou knew that this was only a facade, because the roots of the glass tree were dead.

The High Priest and the Minister of Martial Arts knew this very well, so they immediately began summoning the other two flying skull ghosts from the stone walls.

Half an hour later, the two in the arena stopped.

The Martial Justice Minister was covered in blood and mud, looking like a vengeful ghost!

Although the High Priest did not push the millstone, he was still surrounded by a murderous aura. The ground on which he sat cross-legged was unconsciously crushed by his completely mutated feet.

Suddenly, the Minister of Justice raised his head and looked at the High Priest, his eyes burning with intensity.

Li Wushou also composed himself and looked over.

Because all the flying skull demons on the wall were ground into bloody mud and flowed into the blood pool.

But on the stone wall behind the High Priest, there are still two heads left, which are his son and daughter-in-law!
Wu Xing Situ remained silent with a cold face, having already said what he needed to say.

He never thought the High Priest owed him anything, but the Lowen couple certainly did. Now that they had been transformed into flying skull demons, he could simply accept their fate!
The head of the high priest slowly flew to the stone wall, turned around and looked at his son and daughter-in-law.

After a long while, the heads of the Lowen couple flew out of the niche at the same time and flew towards the center of the blood pool.

Wu Xing Situ pushed the millstone, and the millstone turned silently, waiting for the head to fall.

Just as the heads were falling from the sky, Luo Fan, who was lying on the stone platform, suddenly flew up, his sharp claws extending to grab the heads of Luo Wen and his wife.

Li Wushou's expression changed, and he subconsciously compared the High Priest's and Luo Fan's claws. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Luo Fan's claws seemed to be sharper.

Faced with the sudden change, the head of the high priest did not turn around, but stared at the empty stone wall, as if the heads of his son and daughter-in-law were still there.

The Minister of Justice's expression darkened instantly. Just as he was about to press for answers, the High Priest, gazing at the head on the stone wall, slowly spoke:
"Returning their spirits to their ancestors is their destiny, but it cannot make up for Luo Wen's debt. What he owes you should be repaid by having you eat his son, but that is no longer possible in this life. So let his son eat his parents to repay you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Fan suddenly flicked the sharp claws holding his parents' heads, sending the heads flying.

On Luo Fan's stomach, the human skin rolled up, and suddenly a human face flew out and swallowed the two heads in one gulp.

Luo Fan then slowly descended back to the stone platform, his eyes remaining closed throughout the entire ordeal.

Wu Xing Situ stared blankly at Luo Fan's stomach, where the heads of Luo Wen and his wife were slowly melting away.

Suddenly regaining his senses, the Martial Justice Minister bowed deeply to the High Priest, who was still gazing at the empty niche:
"The High Priest is devoted to the public good; I congratulate the Luotou clan!"

Finished! Regular updates will resume tomorrow. Sorry for the past two days!

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