Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 339 The Great Venerable and the Old Beggar

Faced with Li Wushou's questioning, Scholar Wu composed himself and replied with a slight smile:
"I was just kidding you. Who in this world can become an immortal? It was just a Dao Fruit to help her break through her cultivation level!"

Li Wushou raised an eyebrow, wanting to say something more, but Wu Zhuangyuan had lost interest in the conversation.

"I have other things to attend to, so I'll stop here for today."

Having no other choice, Li Wushou stood up and walked towards the small courtyard next door, which resembled Cuiwei Alley.

Scholar Wu was taken aback and demanded, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to check on the spotted dog, why are you so agitated?"

Li Wushou turned around and looked at Wu Zhuangyuan with some confusion.

"What are you looking at? Get lost!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhuangyuan cursed under his breath, and with a flick of his sleeve, Li Wushou disappeared from the spot. The next moment, Li Wushou returned to the villa of Jinchuan Mansion.

Chaos was raging inside Jinchuan Prefecture.

Not long ago, when the servant was delivering food to the "Peerless Demon" with a heavy heart, he suddenly discovered that Li Wushou had disappeared.

After searching everywhere without success, he quickly found Butler Ning.

Upon hearing this, Butler Ning felt a splitting headache and as if the sky had fallen.

Jin Chuan had informed him when his primordial spirit escaped from the corner of the sea, so in his view, the current situation was that the "great demon" who had been suppressed by the three powerful incarnations had found an opportunity to escape.

I heard that the Great Venerable is not at the Cape of the Sea right now, and he has already imagined the scene of rivers of blood flowing in the Cape of the Sea.

The steward paced back and forth outside Li Wushou's room, muttering with some concern:

"Won't all these blood debts be attributed to the Jin family?"

Just then, a clear voice suddenly rang in my ears:

"What blood debt are you talking about, True Lord Danqing?"

Ning Danqing suddenly turned around and looked behind her. Sure enough, a familiar, slender figure stood at the door of the room, quietly watching her.

Ning Danqing exclaimed excitedly:

"Senior Li, you didn't leave?"

Li Wushou waved his hand, replying somewhat resentfully:
"Oh, the Venerable One has something to discuss with me, but he is very stingy and won't let me stay overnight. So I can only trouble your residence for a few more days."

???

Ning Danqing's heart skipped a beat. Was he hallucinating?

Senior Li asked who was looking for him? And who was being stingy?
The Great One?!
Although Ning Danqing was a Nascent Soul cultivator, he was still quite shocked by these words. While he was still reeling from the shock, he heard Li Wushou give the order:

"I'm a little hungry. Would you please have Danqing Zhenjun prepare some food for me?"

Ning Danqing nodded blankly, then walked out of the courtyard with a dazed look on her face.

Li Wushou sat cross-legged in the side room. His words were not only directed at Ning Danqing, but also an accusation against Wu Zhuangyuan.

I chased him away once before in Wufang City, and I was chased away again this time.

It's so impolite of them not to offer us a place to stay or a meal when we've already visited their home.

If I could beat him, I really would have liked to punch him!

Besides, he really just wanted to see the spotted dog. He felt that the dog seemed to have grown quite fast since he last saw it, obviously having eaten a lot of good food, and even its meat tasted better.

He originally wanted to ask about the recipe so that he could have the Paper Goddess and the Tree Goddess raise a few of them.

mean!

After muttering to himself again, Li Wushou began to review the events of the past few days.

Having eliminated the threat from the Western Sea Vein, they should be able to weather the storm and establish a foothold in Zhenhai City for the time being.

But in the long run, it also sowed the seeds of future trouble.

As a force that survived the great changes in the world, the Luo clan is just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to Luo Xuan and others in Zhenhai City. When the Luo clan enters the world in the future, there will probably be another entanglement.

However, Li Wushou wasn't afraid. He was like a man who had many entanglements with others.

Aside from being from Wu Qinghe's mother's family, the Luo family was nothing special.

Go through the whole process from beginning to end, and keep in mind all the points that need attention.

But for some reason, Li Wushou did not feel calm at all. Instead, he always felt that he had overlooked something important, which gave him a strange sense of urgency.

Suddenly, he felt a jolt in his heart, and his consciousness sank into the Three Immortals Pavilion.

In the Three Immortals Pavilion, Chen Gou'er was fast asleep with his head covered. The old beggar's golden bone incense on the altar had burned out sometime ago, so the incense in the pavilion was somewhat sparse.

Li Wushou's pupils contracted sharply. He quickly took out some bone incense, lit it, and placed it in the incense burner. The bone incense burst into flames, and the incense became rich again.

Looking around the hall, the old beggar had indeed not returned!
Li Wushou called out to the old beggar's memorial tablet several times, but no one responded, which made Li Wushou's heart sink.

Previously, the old beggar had placed his spirit on a wooden board and followed Chongyuan out to the edge of the sea.

Midway through, it was he who impersonated Jin Chuan to deceive Chong Yuan and accuse the Western Sea Vein.

At the edge of the sky, Wu Zhuangyuan unleashed both his spirit-possessed token and the old beggar's spirit-possessed wooden board. Li Wushou, however, hadn't sensed the old beggar, assuming he was slippery enough to have already disappeared. Now it seemed the old beggar was still enshrined in the wooden board, detained in Wu Zhuangyuan's villa?
With his mind drawn away from the Three Immortals Pavilion, Li Wushou suddenly stood up, his body transforming into silver light and disappearing from the side room.

The next instant, golden patterns suddenly appeared in the sky above the courtyard. Upon closer inspection, these golden patterns turned out to be the palm print of a giant hand.

The entire Jin Mansion seemed to have turned into a speck of dust, held in the palm of this giant hand.

The void trembled, and Li Wushou's figure was blocked.

Li Wushou's mood became even heavier. Had Wu Zhuangyuan still discovered him?
Looking up at the giant hand in the sky, Li Wushou spoke in a deep voice:
"Scholar Wu, I want to have a talk with you."

A gentle breeze swept by, and the courtyard remained silent; no one responded.

Li Wushou grew increasingly anxious. With a thought, a ten-foot-long Dharma Realm covered his entire body, and a large amount of boundary power began to continuously pour into him, causing his body to suddenly grow taller.

At the same time, a vertical line appeared between his brows, and the waters of the River Styx flowed out.

With a single step, Li Wushou threw a punch at the giant palm, while the Styx River surged forward beside him.

With a slight tremor of the giant palm, Li Wushou was sent flying backward from the sky, his body returning to its original form.

The protective force surrounding him shattered instantly, and the rushing Styx River water also vanished into nothingness.

Ning Danqing, who had just prepared food outside the villa, stared dumbfounded at the giant hand and the giant-like figure in the sky above the Jin Mansion.

If the giant hand hadn't annihilated every bit of power emanating from the void, the entire Jin Mansion would have been razed to the ground in an instant.

What happened now?
And this aura... it's from a Grand Venerable? Senior Li is fighting a Grand Venerable?
The Great One was scolded for being petty, and he got angry?

Ning Danqing was horrified and quickly knelt down, not daring to look any longer.

Inside the courtyard, blood seeped from the corner of Li Wushou's mouth. A surge of energy rose above his head, and an invisible golden core was about to burst forth. Facing Wu Zhuangyuan, he had no choice but to use his near-immortal body.

Just then, the old beggar's soft rebuke echoed from inside the Three Immortals Pavilion:
"I'll be back shortly after chatting with the Great Master, what's the rush?"

Although these words were a reprimand, they carried a strange smile, as if there was some satisfaction in them.
At the same time, a soft snort rang out above the villa, seemingly expressing dissatisfaction, and then the giant hand that had been enveloping the Jin residence quietly dispersed.

Li Wushou stood there, slightly panting. Inside the Three Immortals Pavilion, Chen Gou'er peeked out from under the covers before pulling his head back over his shoulder.

"I haven't forgotten to relay the old beggar's words; I just overslept."

Dazun Bieyuan

The old beggar picked up Wu Zhuangyuan's wine gourd, not minding that Wu Zhuangyuan had drunk from it, tilted his head back and took a swig of wine. After wiping his mouth, he praised it with great enthusiasm:
"Immortals and gods infused into wine, what a wonderful thing! It's just that the ingredients aren't aged enough; if the gods were a bit older, it would be even better!"

Scholar Wu sat upright, gazing at the old beggar in front of him, a Taoist scripture in his hand, his mind in turmoil.

He sent Li Wushou away earlier not only because he didn't want to discuss the Dao Fruit with Li Wushou in depth, but also because he sensed the aura of the Divine Dao within the wooden board.

This aura was ancient and profound, and even he had to treat it with utmost respect.

Moreover, judging from the situation just now, it was the other party who deliberately leaked their aura, which is why he was able to sense it, which shocked him even more.

Who is he?

He didn't even take the two supreme beings of the Immortal Mountain seriously.

How could she conceal her aura so completely in front of him?

No wonder I've always felt that Li Wushou is a bit strange and I can't see through him. It turns out that his aura has been concealed by the other party.

This made his mind immediately gloomy. He had just said that he would refine Qinghe into an immortal fruit. He could fool Li Wushou, but could this mysterious ancient god do it?

Thinking this, he was suddenly filled with murderous intent!
Just then, the wooden board trembled slightly, and a slightly teasing voice came from it:

"After so many years apart, when we meet again, is he going to kill me?"

The moment the words were spoken, a somewhat disheveled figure emerged from the wooden planks.

With just one glance, Wu Zhuangyuan straightened his back, sensing the countless wishes echoing beneath his gray, wrinkled body.

Although it was only for a moment, it shook him to his core!
Legend has it that Shinto has an ultimate form called "Boundless Wishes," and although this form is dilapidated, it inexplicably exudes the feeling of boundless wishes.

Therefore, even though the other party seemed to be in poor condition, it made him no longer dare to underestimate the other party in the slightest.

But when had he ever met this person? Wu Zhuangyuan was somewhat puzzled!

Seemingly sensing Wu Zhuangyuan's confusion, the old beggar grinned and tossed him a scroll of Taoist scriptures. After glancing at it, Wu Zhuangyuan was astonished.

He then abruptly stood up, looked at the old beggar with a shocked expression, and exclaimed:
"It's you, senior?"

The next moment, Wu Zhuangyuan remembered the situation on Huangyuan Mountain a few days ago.

When he left Fubo Domain, he left behind a dharma body, which dissipated after he drank away a wisp of His rule dharma body that night. This is also why he returned to Zhenhai City a few days earlier than planned; he thought something had happened at Huangyuan Mountain.

Upon seeing the old beggar, Scholar Wu seemed to have understood everything and asked repeatedly:

"Was Huang Yuanshan searching for his senior that day?"

The old beggar nodded slightly, took another sip of wine, and replied:

"I also want to thank you for taking care of Huangyuan Mountain. With a great change imminent, it has become even more active. I don't know if my old bones can withstand it this time."

Scholar Wu, with a solemn expression, bowed deeply to the old beggar and said earnestly:
"Our predecessors shine through the ages, so naturally they have no fear of the changing world!"

"Hahaha, I'm getting old. Seeing your aura makes me feel even more useless. But you're not trying to refine the Dao Fruit, you're probably trying to refine the spirit, right?"

(End of this chapter)