Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 169 The Dragon Slayer Becomes the Dragon.
A hysterical laugh emanated from the high priest's head.

"Losang, what do you mean by a god who is wicked and deserves to be punished? In the end, this god is not you at all, hahaha."

The high priest remained calm and unconcerned; it was merely the frustration of a loser.

"I am different from you."

The ancestral god was still laughing wildly, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

One man, in order to become a god, did not hesitate to manipulate his son's family into puppets.

How dare someone who just swallowed his grandson's head and is now taking over his body claim to be different from himself?
“Losang, you have guessed most of it correctly, but you are wrong about one thing. I am not an outsider who steals the gods. I am the first high priest of the Luotou clan.”

Upon hearing this, the Minister of Justice was shocked, but the High Priest showed no surprise. Rather than saying he had expected it, it was more accurate to say he was in a state of calm.

When the Sparrow Lord's Dharma Body appeared, Li Wushou sensed the same aura.

That was absolute confidence in one's own strength and in being in control of everything.

"Whether he was the thief of the gods or the first high priest, what has become of him now?"

His words were calm, but the contempt within them was self-evident. The ancestral god had originally intended to use this opportunity to angrily denounce Losang for being unrighteous, disloyal, and unfilial, but unexpectedly, he was left speechless by the high priest's indifferent words.

The Ancestral God was unwilling to accept that an ant who had been groveling before him was now above him and had decided his death.
"Losang, I should have killed you when I urgently summoned you back from Mount Bulao. You learned these skills from Mount Bulao, didn't you?"

Upon hearing the ancestral god's unwilling question, the high priest's expression became inscrutable, as if he were recalling something, and he fell silent.

The Ancestral God restrained his emotions and did his best to gather his own power. Even if he died today, he did not want this hypocritical villain to get away with it.

But the next moment, his movements came to an abrupt halt.

The high priest, seemingly still lost in his memories, suddenly had a bright red light flash between his brows, completely extinguishing the divine thoughts of the ancestral god.

Although he paid no attention to the accusations of the losers, the jarring buzzing of the gods' words still bothered him.

And do you really think he's stupid for his little tricks?

Sensing that the ancestral god's divine will had completely dissipated, the high priest's lips curled slightly upward, and he murmured:
"The difference between me and you is that I'm still young, and I won't give others a chance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-red talisman between the High Priest's eyebrows spread out, instantly binding the god in his belly and the god under his feet into his body, and the blood-red patterns between the three suddenly connected into one.

The blood-red talismans of the god in the belly and the god under the feet came from Luo Wen and his wife. Just as Li Wushou guessed, these two talismans were obviously subordinate to the talisman between Luo Fan's eyebrows.

At this moment, the two gods of the Luotou clan's ancestors were firmly controlled by the Grand Priest.

With a single thought, Luo Fan's physical body changed accordingly, his clawed calves and human face retracting into his abdomen.

When the Grand Priest took a step forward and landed back in front of the ancestral hall, which was in complete disarray, he had transformed into a majestic deity about twelve feet tall.

Looking around the scene, the High Priest ignored the stunned Executioner Wu, turned to the calm-faced Li Wushou, and asked with a smile:

"Wandering Taoist priest, what do you think of my wish?"

Li Wushou looked at the confident High Priest, whose voice already carried a faint buzzing tone as he spoke, clearly indicating that he had refined the incense from the Ancestral God's Glazed Tree and transformed into a god.

However, this god is clearly different from the city god. His physical body is also full of blood and energy, and he seems to be more like a river god.

Li Wushou's lips twitched into a slight smile, and he raised his hands in praise, clasping them together.

"Wonderful!"

The High Priest's smile deepened, and he nodded slightly. To be honest, he was somewhat reluctant to kill this wandering sorcerer.

The other party witnessed his mortal killing of a god, was a witness to his glory, and was also the first to notice some of his thoughts.

He has walked this path alone all these years to achieve this result. No one understands him, and he has no one to confide in. He is so lonely.
But seeing the wandering sorcerer's composed demeanor, the Grand Priest felt inexplicably wary.

Moreover, he doesn't like smart people; too much intelligence leads to too many ideas, and that's exactly what he is like.

If he hadn't defied his father's advice and secretly gone to Mount Bulao to seek the Dao when he was young, how could he have become the god-slaying hero he is today?
However, if the other party is willing to let him plant the God Control Talisman, he would still be happy to keep the other party by his side for the time being to relieve his boredom.

The High Priest's mind was in turmoil, but the Martial Justice Minister, who was suspended in mid-air, suddenly snapped back to his senses, then lowered his head and asked the High Priest:
"High Priest, what will become of the Luotou clan in the future?"

His mind was in turmoil, and he didn't know how to face the High Priest.

His father who raised him? His son's killer? A traitor who murdered a god? Or perhaps the new god of the Fallen Clan?

But at this moment he had no time to think about anything else; he was only concerned with where the Luotou clan should go in the future.

At the same time, he was also eager to know whether the "Departing Fruit" which was given every ten years still existed after the High Priest killed the Ancestral God.

Will the Luotou clan be able to continue stably in the future?

If the Head-Leaving Fruit is gone, I'm afraid it won't be long before the Head-Leaving Clan becomes the Flying-Skull Ghost Clan.
The anxious question from the Minister of Justice interrupted the High Priest's thoughts. The High Priest glanced at the Minister of Justice, who seemed dazed.

He knew why Wu Xing Situ had asked such a question. Wu Xing Situ had been by his side since his father's death. Perhaps because he was too eager to prove that he was worthy to stand by his side, Wu Xing Situ always took his words as his code of conduct, thus developing a personality that prioritized the clan in everything he did.

But if one were to learn everything he said, then that person would either be a saint or a fool.

The Martial and Punishing Minister was only half-learned; he was half-saint and half-stupid!

So much so that ten years ago, after only a brief test, he immediately abandoned the idea of ​​joining forces with Wu Xing Situ.

However, Wu Xing Situ's words served as a reminder that it was time to settle the matter of the Luotou clan.

He hadn't really thought about how to deal with the Luotou clan after the deed was done, because he didn't know his own situation after the success.

But now that he had taken control of the god in his belly and the god under his feet, he finally understood how the first high priest had become the ancestral god and how he had fallen to this state.

He didn't know whether his ancestor's head-cutting ceremony led to his ascension to immortality.

But he did leave behind his body, which transformed into the ancestral home of the Luotou clan, Luotou Mountain!

Within Luotou Mountain reside two deities, one within the belly of the ancestors and the other beneath their feet, who sustain the clan. Those who dwell atop the mountain may depart from the head.

The first high priest stole the two gods inside his belly and beneath his feet, transforming them into the ancestral god, the Glass Tree, to herd the clan. For many years, the other party had been trying to completely devour the two gods, but if the two gods were not careful, they would perish together.

The ancestral crystal tree then gave birth to the headless fruit, enabling the clan to proliferate, gather incense offerings, and strengthen itself.

However, after so many years, it still could not completely devour the two gods. Helpless and under the pressure of the incense burning on its body, the ancestral god Liuli Tree came up with a way to change the body it carried.

On the one hand, it can alleviate the pressure brought by one's own incense offerings;

On the other hand, by constantly nourishing the bloodline of the Luotou clan, they attempted to erode the ferocity of the two gods and successfully devour them.

Once successful, the Ancestral God Glazed Tree will perfectly inherit the heritage of its ancestors, and may even go further in the future, touching the insurmountable barrier that stood in front of its ancestors.

The first high priest had a good plan, but he underestimated the ferocity of the two ancestral gods.

This process has been carried out by more than 290 generations of high priests. Although the ancestral god Liuli Tree boasts that it is nearing completion, the high priests do not see it that way.

It should be understood that over the years, it wasn't just the first high priest who was tormenting the two ancestral gods; the other party was also tormenting himself.

The first Grand Priest is no longer as powerful as he once was. The incense offerings accumulated by the Luotou clan over the years are considerable, but apart from the period after the change of vessel, would he dare to consume more of them?
The first high priest's mind also reached its limit.

If he had fought to the death with the two gods when they first stole them, he might have become an immortal long ago.

Did the High Priest really have the chance to seize the opportunity and kill him today?
At this moment, the Martial and Criminal Minister asked him, "What should be done about the Luotou clan?"

The High Priest has the answer!
As he said, he was different from the first High Priest; he was still young and would not give others a chance.

With a resolute look in his eyes, the High Priest composed himself.

The eerie mist, which had begun to gradually regroup due to the loss of the power of incense offerings, was suddenly dispelled again.

Li Wushou, observing the suddenly solemn High Priest, sensed a hint of danger. Yin-Yang energy, concealed by the shadows, silently seeped into the Yin-Yang Daoist robe.

The yin-yang symbol behind him remained hidden, waiting for an opportunity to break the deadlock, and fortunately, it was coming soon.

The High Priest was clearly unaware of Li Wushou's actions; he was focused on bringing today's events to a close.

The moment the eerie fog was dispelled, a gigantic crystal tree suddenly appeared above the ancestral hall.

The tree canopy, like an umbrella, covers the entire mountaintop platform, while the roots beneath the trunk hang down like silk threads and take root on the head of the High Priest.

The Grand Priest's head is connected to the giant tree's body, and the entire Luotou Mountain is under his control.

He did not answer the question posed by the Minister of Justice, but instead spoke slowly and directly:
"I am the new ancestor of the Luotou clan. I was born of the ancestor and should return to the ancestor! Head, come forth!"

The majestic divine sound, with a heart-stirring hum, instantly spread throughout the entire Luotou Mountain.

"High Priest, you..."

The Martial Justice Minister, who had spent the entire night arguing with him, stared in disbelief at the mighty High Priest. Before he could finish speaking, his head suddenly flew off his neck and uncontrollably flew towards the treetops in the air.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Xing Situ's head was hanging on the tree crown, just like the headless fruit just now.

Meanwhile, inside the mountain, at its foot, heads floated up from below like released sky lanterns and hung on the treetops.

Upon closer inspection, some of these heads were still oozing blood, clearly indicating that they had not yet undergone the skull-throwing process and had obviously been torn off.

The high priest watched this scene with unwavering resolve.

Today he will devour the entire Luotou clan, cleanse the two gods with the blood of his own kind, and, with the help of the control talisman he planted within the two gods, forcefully devour them and inherit everything from his ancestors.

From now on, I will be free from all attachments and become a carefree immortal in this world!
(End of this chapter)