Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 247 Dragon Seed Formed, Void Character Pulse Celestial God Selected

After letting out a soft exclamation, the Dragon King stood outside the secret chamber without entering.

At this moment, the gravity of the river water is gathering in the secret chamber, flowing continuously.

This was far too much of a burden for him, this incarnation of a Yin spirit.

Li Wushou sat cross-legged on a round platform, with four empty jars in front of him.

The blood had completely drained from his bare upper body, and the skin had long since recovered.

His skin was slightly pale, like silk, and his muscles, sculpted like mountains, were tightly and orderly attached to Li Wushou's bones.

The texture of every inch of his skin was clearly defined, like mysterious Taoist patterns covering his entire body.

His chest heaved, his breath came in a gentle breeze, and the void in front of him trembled slightly. Li Wushou heard the Dragon King's voice and slowly opened his eyes.

It looks the same as before, but the lines are much harder and the angles are more distinct.

He slowly stood up, his long legs with bulging veins, his whole body trembling and making a series of "crackling" sounds. The muscle groups attached to his bones tensed up instantly, and his blood and qi flowed through his skin like a dragon.

Inside the secret chamber, the full weight of the Hengyang River's cascading water was still concentrated. Under such immense and violent pressure, Li Wushou slowly straightened his back, and his originally pale skin gradually turned a blood red.

Nevertheless, from the outside, his blood and qi were not apparent. Unlike before when he was full of blood and qi, Li Wushou was extremely restrained at this moment.

One breath, two breaths
Outside the secret chamber, the Dragon King looked at Li Wushou's tall and well-proportioned body, which seemed to be cast from divine iron, and did not urge him on.

He knew that Li Wushou was currently adapting to his physical body.

With his equally exceptional physical strength, he could sense at a glance just how terrifying the power contained within this restrained body was.

Even he was secretly astonished!
He just didn't know why, but he always felt that Li Wushou was surrounded by a faint dragon's might. Could it be that he had eaten too much dragon marrow?
But his own dragon marrow had been used by the two floating ancestors of Suspended Mountain before, so why didn't he feel this dragon might?

This puzzled the Dragon King!
Fifteen minutes later, after warming up his fists and feet, Li Wushou removed the gravity from the secret room.

The blood-red light that had been flashing on the dragon pillar for nearly seven days gradually faded.

"Thank you, Dragon King, for the marrow. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!"

After putting on his clothes, Li Wushou cupped his hands in thanks to the Dragon King who was waiting outside the secret chamber, expressing his sincere gratitude.

With the help of the Hengyang River water in the past few days, he not only balanced his bones and flesh, but also further improved his physical body with the help of the dragon marrow.

Li Wushou was unsure of his current strength level, but he knew the weight of his Golden Core.

Based on his current physical strength, Li Wushou felt that no Golden Core cultivator could withstand a single punch from him.

I wonder how strong the Nascent Soul stage that Master Xuanyang mentioned is?

Li Wushou even felt that his physical body might be able to rival that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Of course, this is under the condition that he can get close. It is said that the Nascent Soul stage can control the power of heaven and earth to defend against enemies.

Once the opponent creates distance, Li Wushou is unsure whether he can close the distance with his Golden Core level Tai Chi Flow.

But in any case, he feels great right now.

All of this was thanks to the Dragon King's generosity. Originally, with Li Wushou's special physical body and digestive ability, that jar of dragon marrow would have been consumed in less than a day.

However, he did not expect that the Dragon King would send in three more jars, making a total of four jars of dragon marrow. Li Wushou spent three days refining most of the dragon marrow into his body.

For the remaining three days, aside from adapting to his physical body, Li Wushou spent most of his time researching how to cultivate the Golden Core into a "Dragon Seed".

Although his golden core met all the requirements of a flesh and blood treasure, there was one difference: it contained the soul of the aboriginal spirit that he had stolen.

According to the Dragon King's explanation of the "Dragon Seed" cultivation method, this situation will actually affect the Dragon Seed's subsequent ability to accept and integrate different combinations of flesh and blood, resulting in exclusivity.

However, Li Wushou's golden core already contains his flesh and bones, and he is naturally compatible with all things. He does not reject not only flesh and blood but also Yin spirits.

Therefore, theoretically, Li Wushou's golden elixir should be a naturally occurring "dragon seed"?
After studying the dragon breeding method several times, Li Wushou felt that it should be pretty much correct.

However, there is one difference. According to the Dragon King's explanation, the sign of a dragon seed being successfully cultivated is that its heart begins to beat, its flesh and blood become active, and it can continue to grow.

Li Wushou didn't know whether his golden core was alive or dead, but he had never heard a heartbeat.

After much deliberation, Li Wushou decided to use the method of cultivating dragon seeds to cultivate his golden core.

After all that effort, Li Wushou did indeed feel a faint heartbeat within his golden core, but it wasn't one heartbeat, but two.

Because Li Wushou sensed the fluctuations in the Abdominal God's soul after the Golden Core's heartbeat began, he somewhat irresponsibly used the dragon seed cultivation method again within the Abdominal God's soul.

As a result, one heartbeat became two, and both the soul and the golden core began to beat.

Fortunately, as Li Wushou's own heartbeats were integrated, the two heartbeats gradually overlapped, and eventually, under the cover of the flow of qi and blood, they were difficult for outsiders to hear.

After the dragon seed was successfully cultivated, Li Wushou quietly savored the changes in the golden elixir.

First of all, the soul of the abdomen god that had been seized by Li Wushou seemed to be more agile. Originally, after Li Wushou seized the soul, the original spirit of the abdomen god was extinguished. Although Li Wushou's mind could control it, it was more like a walking corpse.

At that moment, after the sound of his heartbeat, the soul of the Abdominal God seemed to be reborn.

Li Wushou's mind, once inside, completely merged with this divine soul, and now this divine soul seemed to have truly become Li Wushou's own.

Li Wushou didn't know what this meant, but he knew it was a good thing because his spiritual perception had become more acute and its range had expanded considerably, including his mystical perspective.

As for the Golden Core itself, Li Wushou didn't initially perceive any changes.
It wasn't until he began refining the dragon marrow into his golden elixir by chanting the mantra "Food is Heaven" that Li Wushou finally sensed the change. A dragon's might, unique to the Dragon God, suddenly rose from his golden elixir.

Is this incorporating the characteristics of the dragon race?
In that instant, Li Wushou seemed to transform into a dragon.

Is this what it means to combine the essence of food with the dross?

If Li Wushou were to gather all things in heaven and earth, what level would his dragon seed reach? Could it become an immortal?

The moment this idea popped into Li Wushou's head, he was so excited that it took him almost a whole day to calm down.

Looking back on the transformation of the past few days, Li Wushou could hardly help but feel grateful to the Dragon King.

The Dragon King was delighted to see Li Wushou's sincere expression.

He decided to increase his investment in Li Wushou because he saw how grateful and polite Li Wushou was to Mu Tong. Now it seems to be going well.

With a hearty laugh, the Dragon King addressed Li Wushou:
"Let's go. The Five Surnames, Seven Noble Families, Twenty-Four Clans, and the City Gods of the Thirty-Six Cities went up the Suspended Mountain yesterday. I saw that you and Mu Tong were cultivating diligently, so I didn't wake you up. Today is the official start of the Heavenly God Raising Ceremony. If we don't go now, we'll miss it."

Upon hearing this, Li Wushou couldn't help but admire the Dragon King's precise understanding of human relationships. Although Li Wushou knew that the other party was doing him a favor, he was still willing to accept it.

The two left the secret chamber and returned to the Dragon Palace, where Mu Tong was waiting in the main hall.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the Dragon King transformed into his dragon form, his claws reaching down to grab Li Wushou and Mu Tong, before leaping into the Hengyang River and heading upstream towards the Suspended Mountain.

Whether for convenience or not, Li Wushou and Mu Tong were caught in one hand, and the two were squeezed together rather helplessly. Li Wushou simply hugged Mu Tong around the waist.

Outside the floating palace of the suspended mountain, chairs and long tables made of condensed cloud energy are arranged in mid-air.

Divided by the white jade steps beneath their feet, the clans and city gods on the north and south banks sat in four rows.

However, this time the space directly above the white jade steps was not empty either; there were also some tables and chairs arranged there, where the elders and protectors of the Suspended Mountain were seated.

There are still two main seats at the top, but slightly below them, there are two empty seats. These are clearly reserved for the candidates for deities nominated by the Floating and Empty lineages, respectively.

The children of the suspended mountain rode white cranes, constantly moving between the tables and chairs, adding wine and food.

The immortals were feasting, but no one was in the mood to enjoy it. Each person sat solemnly on the clouds.

Suddenly, a dragon's roar echoed across the sky.

The Dragon King has arrived!
Everyone's expressions changed, and they looked in the direction of the Na Hai Mirror. They saw that the Dragon King, who used to stay outside the Na Hai Mirror in human form, was now riding his dragon body and flying directly to the front of the floating palace.

The mighty dragon's power spread across the sky without restraint.

Even the most powerful figures felt a chill run down their spines.

Fortunately, the dragon's might subsided not long after it was unleashed. A flash of golden light appeared, and two figures—no! It should be three figures—stood in front of the empty seat beneath the Floating Character Clan Master.

The other figure in the dark blue robe was also holding a golden, radiant Yin deity in his arms.

Who else could it be but Li Wushou, the High Priest of Wufang City, and Mu Tong, the City God?
But wasn't the way the two of them made their entrance a little too ambiguous?
Li Wushou hadn't expected the Dragon King to rush straight into the main hall, and he felt a little embarrassed, but his skin was so thick that ordinary swords couldn't cut through it, so why should he be afraid of this?
Pulling the still-dazed Mu Tong along, they flew towards the third empty seat in the last row on the right.

However, looking around the square, it seemed that he was the only priest present today.
Fortunately, the patriarch of the Fu lineage specially reserved a seat for him. Behind the table of the Five City Gods, there were two chairs, which was very thoughtful.

Although the old man was not competitive, he was quite meticulous in his work.

The others had different expressions when they saw the Dragon King arrive with Li Wushou and Mu Tong.

The elders and protectors of the Suspended Mountain, sitting on the white jade steps, all looked at this unique priest with curious expressions.

During this time, they had heard a lot about each other from other people.

With a mysterious identity and extraordinary strength, he killed members of the Gongsun family (five surnames) on the north bank and members of the Liu family (seven surnames) on the south bank as soon as he arrived in Wangxian City.

It seems they are indiscriminate in their desires, showing no mercy to anyone who offends them.

The North Shore had been thinking of making contact with the other side recently. On the one hand, the head of the Gongsun family was still in their hands, and on the other hand, after seeing Li Wushou kill Liu Mu, they also wanted to see if they could win them over.

However, after killing the members of the Qiwangliu family, the other party has been in seclusion in the Dragon Palace.

The Dragon King arrived at the Hanging Mountain yesterday and even went down to fetch them today. It seems that the other party's stance is also very clear; they must support the Dragon King in elevating the Heavenly Gods.

Some people present were happy, while others were sad.

On the first row of the north bank, Master Gongsun glared resentfully at Li Wushou, who sat on the throne of the City God.

His eyes appear to have recovered, but upon closer inspection, one can see that one of his eyes is a jewel shaped like an eyeball.

It's been seven days already, his eye must be rotten by now!
When Li Wushou noticed the gaze, he hadn't even reacted yet. He thought that this Master Gongsun had forgotten the pain once the wound healed. His eyes had healed, and now he was starting to get itchy again.

Then he suddenly realized that the other party's eye was fake, and Li Wushou then remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to return the eye to the Gongsun family.

No wonder the old man looked so resentful; Li Wushou was also somewhat speechless.

Forget about it, it's fine. This fake one is pretty good too.

However, Li Wushou was not a man of his word. After thinking for a moment, he took the somewhat shriveled eyeballs out of the Yin-Yang diagram, casually tossed them into the air, where they traced an arc across the sky and landed precisely on the desk of Master Gongsun.

Li Wushou said softly, "Here you go, we're even now."

"you!"

Gongsun Jia looked at his shriveled eyeballs, and in an instant, his veins bulged, and his single eye turned blood red.

It was only when the head of the five Shen families beside him pressed him down that the other party stopped slamming his fist on the table and getting up.

At first, everyone was a little confused, but after seeing the eyeball on Gongsun Zhangjia's table and Gongsun Zhangjia's red eye, those who knew the inside story finally realized what was going on.

Has Gongsun Zhangjia become one-eyed?
It turns out that High Priest Li Wushou really didn't return the eyeball to the Gongsun family!

Didn't they say that the Gongsun family went to offer condolences early the next morning?

So cruel?
Not to mention the people on the north bank, many people on the south bank are still somewhat apprehensive.

The elder of the Gongsun family, who was sitting in the center, snorted coldly and was about to lash out when he saw ripples of smoke and clouds on the main seat, and two figures silently appeared.

The Gongsun family elder, who was about to erupt in anger, suddenly tensed up and quickly stood up. The others also reacted instantly, bowing respectfully to the person in the main seat.
"Greetings to the two patriarchs, Fu and Kong!"

The two sat upright in the main seats, their expressions calm.

In response to the greetings from the crowd, the patriarch of the Kong lineage nodded slightly, while the patriarch of the Fu lineage waved his hand and replied:
"No need for formalities, please take your seats!"

"Thank you, two patriarchs!"

The crowd returned the greeting and slowly took their seats. Once everyone was seated, the patriarch of the Floating Lineage pointed to the void, and several cloud patterns flew out from the floating hall.

Like a galloping steed pulling a dazzling star, it flew out of the floating palace.

The bright stars hung high overhead, and everyone present looked up in response.

Compared to their first meeting, the Heavenly God Order inexplicably felt more connected with everyone at this moment.

Li Wushou was alright, but hearing the murmurs of the crowd, he guessed that it was probably related to the so-called sacrificial refining by the ancestor of the Floating Character Clan last time.

Just then, the patriarch of the Floating Lineage suddenly spoke slowly and asked:
"The raising of the Heavenly Gods is about to begin. Junior Brother, are the Heavenly God candidates from the Kong lineage still unwilling to show themselves?"

Upon hearing this, the founder of the Kongzi lineage smiled slightly, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"Oh? Senior brother didn't know that the candidates for the Kongzi lineage had already arrived?"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole hall was in an uproar.

Li Wushou, the Dragon King, and the patriarch of the Fu lineage frowned almost simultaneously, then focused their attention on the empty seat of the Heavenly God candidate.

The once empty void slowly diffused as if it were being dyed.

The void that was originally displayed in front of everyone gradually dissipated like an ink painting.

A man and a woman, two figures, quietly appeared and stood in the void.

"Painter Yan Qiubai greets the Patriarch of Suspended Mountain and all of you!"

(End of this chapter)