Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 216 Killing and Stealing the Elixir, Done in One Go

Their exclamations echoed hollowly on the silver platform.

The white infant, already somewhat timid, on the treetop, shrank back in alarm.

Li Wushou swallowed hard. He didn't know what the Human-Infant Fruit was, but for a moment he thought of the Nascent Soul.

What could make a Golden Core cultivator exclaim in such surprise must be related to the Nascent Soul stage, right?

Can eating this thing help someone advance to the Nascent Soul stage?

A strange longing arose in Li Wushou's heart, and he wished he could swallow it whole.

But clearly, he wasn't the only one with this kind of greed!
Master Lingshan chanted the Buddha's name faster and faster, while Mr. Jingshui waved his palm-leaf fan more and more frequently.

They could see very clearly that there was only one Human-Infant Fruit, but there were three Golden Core True Persons present!

The choice is obvious: kill the unfamiliar wandering sorcerer first!
The two exchanged a glance, then turned around simultaneously.

Mr. Jing Shui's blue eyeballs on his shoulder stared at Li Wushou, their bulging fascia giving them a somewhat ferocious appearance.

In an instant, Li Wushou's mind and spirit plummeted.

It was as if he were in a boundless abyss, with seawater surging in from all directions, frantically pouring into Li Wushou's mouth, nose, and eardrums.

Li Wushou stood there, seemingly suffocating!

Mr. Jing Shui remained calm and focused, not relaxing his guard in the slightest. He rapidly waved his palm-leaf fan, causing water vapor to rise from the silver platform and condense into a blue body of water around Li Wushou. The water flowed simultaneously into Li Wushou's body!

At the same time, the Lingshan Master on the shoulder of the rock giant clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist mantra.

Xuanhuang spiritual energy emanated from beneath the rock giant's feet, and its massive body rose from the ground, hovering above Li Wushou's head.

The Xuanhuang spiritual energy grew increasingly dense, and the rock giant, like a snowman exposed to the summer sun, melted in the blink of an eye, then quickly reformed into a spiritual mountain.

Master Lingshan sat cross-legged on it, a golden wheel rising behind his head, and thousands of souls chanted "Namo Shiqiao Lingshan!" within the golden wheel.

The sacred mountain, which was the incarnation of the rock giant, seemed even more imposing, as if it were carrying the weight of a Buddhist kingdom.

Suddenly, Master Lingshan opened his eyes, his lips parted, and he softly uttered, "Lingshan has descended to earth!"

A massive mountain fell from the sky, crashing down on Li Wushou, who stood motionless in place!
Seeing the Spirit Mountain pressing down, Master Jing Shui waved his palm-leaf fan, trying to withdraw the water. With the weight of this Spirit Mountain, it was enough to crush Li Wushou into mincemeat.

But the next instant, Mr. Jing Shui's expression changed. He looked up at the Ling Shan Master descending from the mountain and roared angrily:
"Lingshan, what do you want to do?"

Just as Mr. Jing Shui was about to reclaim his waters, he discovered that his waters were also enveloped by the mountain force from which Master Ling Shan had fallen.

While there's a very high probability that Li Wushou would die instantly from this impact, the destruction of his own domain is inevitable.

When his mind and body are injured, he will definitely be at a disadvantage when competing for the Human Infant Fruit.

This Lingshan monk actually attacked me directly!
As she questioned him, Jing Shui sensed Ling Shan's thoughts. She quickly fanned herself with her feather fan, trying to pull her mind away from the water. Even the blue eye on her shoulder slowly turned to look at Master Ling Shan.

Seeing this, Master Lingshan remained silent, and the chanting from the golden wheel behind his head grew even more urgent.

The falling mountain suddenly accelerated, breaking through the still waters.

"boom!"

A deafening roar echoed across Silver Plaza as the massive Spirit Mountain crashed into the plaza's surface, instantly creating a crater.

From a distance, it looks as if a golden mountain has sprung up on Silver Square!
The mental energy attached to the water was shattered, and Mr. Still Water's face turned pale, his brow filled with a tearing pain.

The blue eye on his shoulder glared angrily, then fixed its gaze on Master Lingshan. Master Jingshui spoke, shouting:
"Ling Shan, you're asking for death!"

Master Lingshan, with his solemn and dignified appearance, remained silent in the face of Jing Shui's stern rebuke. The struggles on the path of Tao have always been a matter of life and death.

Jing Shui enjoys indulging in refined pursuits, which is fine on ordinary days, but the fact that he is still like this now can only mean that this path is not meant for him.

Unlike Jing Shui, he knew the moment he saw the Human-Infant Fruit that they were destined to be together!

The golden wheel behind his head shone with golden light, and suddenly a chanting arose in the square, as if thousands of monks were reciting scriptures.

Master Lingshan clasped his hands together, and a phantom Buddha slowly appeared behind him. The Buddha's face was serene, and the moment it appeared, it stretched out a palm to cover the platform and pressed down on Mr. Jingshui!

The blue eyeballs on Jing Shui's shoulder were bloodshot, unable to draw Master Ling Shan's mind into his own watery world due to the interference of the chanting.

Facing the Buddha's palm pressing down, Jing Shui lifted her clothes, revealing her left arm with the sleeve hanging down her side, half-exposing her left chest and shoulder.

Beneath the fascia-bound eyeball, a mouth with sharp teeth suddenly appeared.

A black earthenware jar appeared in his hand without him noticing. With a thought, a large amount of his essence blood transformed into a blood-red water column that flew out of the jar and landed precisely in his mouth on his left chest!

His blue eyes turned blood red, and a ferocious expression filled his still face as he spoke in a chilling tone:

"Lingshan, you forced me to do this!"

A person who can cultivate to the Golden Elixir through still water is certainly not some naive person.

He had originally planned to make sure Li Wushou was dead before the two of them fought over the Human Infant Fruit.

Three people are always more troublesome than two. What if you try to catch a snake but end up getting bitten instead?
I never expected that Master Lingshan would be so arrogant, attacking the wandering monk without even confirming his life or death.

This infuriated him, because he felt, whether it was his imagination or not, that he had pulled at the other person's mind too easily, as if the other person was actively cooperating.

But at this moment, he couldn't care less about anything else!
With a thought, a blood-red lotus flower slowly appeared beneath my feet.

Faced with the overwhelming Buddha's palm, a petal detached from the blood lotus and suddenly transformed into a blood-red Dharma body, rushing towards the Buddha's palm.

A hissing sound came from the sky, and the petals and Buddha's hand simultaneously vanished on the square.

Jing Shui's expression turned cold, and the blood lotus beneath his feet slowly rotated. Suddenly, the blood-red eyeball on his shoulder stared intently at the Ling Shan Master.

The chanting that had been swirling around Master Lingshan suddenly stopped, and his mind was pulled into a sea of ​​blood.

Master Lingshan's face was solemn. He hadn't expected that, despite already lacking offerings from True Person Fufeng, Jing Shui still retained a large amount of essence blood after the sacrifice. But at this point, it was a matter of life or death!

The flesh and blood at the back of Ling Shan's head writhed rapidly, and a round ball that was half flesh and blood and half orange-yellow slowly squeezed out from the back of his head.

The spherical fleshy side stuck to Lingshan's head and grew rapidly, covering the entire top of his head in the blink of an eye. From a distance, it looked like he was wearing a crown that was half flesh and half stone!
His mind was pulled back into his body, and Ling Shan opened his eyes, his body now covered in a sea of ​​blood.

Seeing this, Ling Shan remained calm. He made a hand seal, and a mysterious yellow halo flashed from the crown on his head. A rock giant emerged from the ground and suddenly appeared beside Jing Shui, swinging his fist and smashing it towards Jing Shui.

Without flinching or dodging, the still water uttered a sharp, cold shout: "Blood Explosion!"

"boom!"

"laugh!"

Two sounds rang out in the square almost simultaneously.

The blood lotus beneath Jing Shui's feet shattered, and half of her body was smashed into the plaza. The bloodshot color in her eyeballs faded, turning back to blue, and they lay half-open, somewhat weakly.

Master Lingshan sat cross-legged on the golden mountain, breathing heavily. Numerous blood vessels on his body burst open, making him look like a blood-soaked figure, and the blood stained the golden mountain beneath him.

The crown on his head shimmered with a bloody light, enveloping his entire body, and was constantly repairing the ruptured blood vessels.

Fortunately, his golden core was half flesh and blood and half earth spirit stone; otherwise, Jing Shui would have been crippled even if he hadn't died from that attack.

Although his physical body was suffering at this moment, fortunately, he was still one step ahead in terms of skill!
Even if there is damage to the flesh and blood, it will eventually recover with proper nourishment.

Before his blood vessels had fully recovered, Master Lingshan stood up and walked towards the still water.

He understands the principle of striking while the iron is hot!
Leaping down from the golden mountain, leaving a bloody footprint with each step, Ling Shan stood not far from the still water, clasped his hands together, and chanted a Buddhist prayer.

"Namo Stone Bridge Spirit Mountain, Fellow Daoist Jing Shui has passed away for the sake of the Dao. This is a fortunate thing. I will perform a ritual for your soul!"

The moment he finished speaking, Ling Shan made a hand seal and a new rock giant appeared beside Jing Shui, raising its fist to smash into Jing Shui.

Jing Shui was extremely weak, with a water-blue magic domain floating around him. His eyes were filled with resentment and killing intent. Suddenly, his expression froze, as if he had discovered something unexpected.

Ling Shan had been staring intently at Jing Shui to prevent him from launching a last-ditch counterattack. Upon noticing this scene, his pupils contracted.

It wasn't that he was affected by Jing Shui's emotions, but rather that he saw a reflection in Jing Shui's eyes—his own Ling Shan.

Shocked, Master Lingshan suddenly turned around.

The enormous mountain of gold that had just crashed into Silver Plaza and was now being held aloft by a slender figure with one arm!

The arm was bare of flesh and blood, revealing only bones, yet it possessed the strength to support the heavens!
That young wandering sorcerer didn't die?

And judging from the other person's appearance, apart from the blood and flesh on their arm, they were completely unharmed? How is that possible?!

"You're not a wandering sorcerer from the outside world? Are you an evil spirit from here?"

In an instant, Master Lingshan thought of the indestructible monster in the black mud below. He felt that Li Wushou should also be an evil spirit in the ruins!
Li Wushou twisted his neck, and his cervical bones cracked.

Looking at the Lingshan monk who was still bleeding profusely, he coldly threw the mountain of gold in his hand at him!
You not only hit me, but you also dared to curse at me?

The thick golden mountain blocked out the moonlight overhead, falling straight down from the sky.

"Use my sacred mountain to smash me? How naive!"

Master Lingshan murmured, his crown radiating a mysterious yellow light that swirled around the golden mountain, as if trying to summon it back.

But Jinshan, whom he used to control like an extension of his own arm, had somehow broken off contact with him, and he had silently lost control of Jinshan!
Master Lingshan was greatly shocked. How could this be?

He didn't know how Li Wushou survived, but he knew he would definitely not survive if he were hit by it!

Surrounded by a mysterious yellow aura, Master Lingshan merged into the ground, shifting several feet horizontally, barely escaping the oppressive weight of the golden mountain.

Mr. Still Water wasn't so lucky. The golden mountain crashed down with devastating force, crushing the rock giant beside him into powder first, and then the water around him exploded, instantly turning him into a bloody pulp.

On his deathbed, he hated Lingshan Master, that arrogant and conceited bald monk, to the extreme!

If the other party hadn't refused to examine the body, how could things have come to this point?
On the other side, the aura of the Lingshan monk dissipated, and his figure emerged from the ground. He watched as Jing Shui was crushed to death by the golden mountain, and he was filled with remorse.

But there's no time to regret it!
Li Wushou had already arrived beside him, and his glass-like bone fist slammed directly into the chest of the Lingshan monk the moment he appeared.

"Crack! Bang!"

His sternum shattered and then exploded, along with his chest, sending him flying through the air.

Before he could land, a flash of blood appeared under Li Wushou's ribs, and the Rib Sword shot out.

In the void, a sword light flashed, and the skull of the Lingshan Mage was sliced ​​off!

The crown, half flesh and half stone, slowly wriggled and transformed into a sphere mixed with flesh and spirit stone, hovering in mid-air.

Li Wushou held it in his hand in mid-air; this must be the golden elixir of the Lingshan monk!
Master Lingshan fell silently onto the plaza, his brains splattered everywhere, resembling a blood-red tattered sack.

Holding the golden elixir of Mount Ling, Li Wushou walked to the side of the golden mountain, reached out and wiped away the incense ash on it, and the golden mountain slowly shrank and floated in mid-air.

He then walked into the rotting flesh of the still water, rummaged around for a moment, and pulled out the other's blue eyeball. The eyeball was intact, and below it was the membrane with the mouth hanging down.

This must be the elixir of still water!

The Yin-Yang diagram floated above their heads, encompassing the two golden pills and the golden mountain within it.

Li Wushou's figure flashed, and he stood on the pure white tree crown.

He reached out and grabbed a pure white baby in his hand, ignoring the baby's struggles, and forcibly pulled it out of the tree canopy.

Li Wushou gripped the infant's neck, looked down at the child's terrified face, and asked softly:
"You really want me to eat you up?"

The infant's face showed even greater terror, and just as it was about to struggle desperately, Li Wushou spoke again:
"And your acting is really bad, how long are you planning to keep this up?"

(End of this chapter)