Chapter Fifty Calamity and Fortune
He glanced at the large pits on the ground, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered: "Old demon, do you really think that Daoist will hide underground to fight with you? You can't even see through the 'Phantom Sound Technique' used by Daoist!" As soon as the voice fell, a distant dark cloud came from Qin Zheng's old voice: "It turns out that it is the rumored secret technique of 'Phantom Sound Technique', no wonder! Even Lao Fu thought you could achieve instant hundred feet underground?"
"Wudao Daoren's pupils contracted, and he cursed loudly: 'You dog, Master Dao didn't provoke you, why are you chasing me relentlessly? Be careful, or Master Dao will kill all the Tianxin Sect disciples!' Before he finished speaking, a black light flashed on his body, and he burrowed into the ground again."
A sinister laugh echoed from the dark clouds: "Little Taoist, don't bother trying to escape with your life. Just hand over the Qiankun Divine Sword in your possession, and I'll not only give you a bottle of spiritual medicine to heal your wounds but also ensure that you won't be caught by the Ice Seal Valley cultivators!" "You old scoundrel, go ahead and dream on! The Taoist Master has plenty of healing spiritual medicines at his disposal!" A low humming noise came from beneath the ground.
Two days and two nights passed, the white fog in the entire cave finally disappeared. During this time, although there were a few mountain pigs and wild beasts passing by outside the cave, they were frightened by the white fog and turned back to escape.
The true Qi inside Shui Sheng's body finally merged into one entity within these two days and two nights, after countless cycles of self-operation. Not only did it self-repair the damaged lower Dan Tian at the "Qi Hai" position, but also opened up the two major acupoints "Ni Wan" and "Shen Qiao" with powerful true Qi, turning them into independent spaces that stored a large amount of Jing Yuan true Qi. At the same time, Shui Sheng's enormous body, which had been swollen like a balloon, slowly returned to its normal state.
Who would have thought that the water-born, who was on the verge of death, inadvertently possessed three dantians that could store true energy and essence. As a result, the abundant true energy in his body had a place to be stored, but it also created an unpredictable obstacle for him to form a golden elixir in the future. Whether it's good fortune or bad luck is hard to say!
Shui Sheng, who had been unconscious for two days and two nights, slowly came to. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw He Lian Qingchen staring at him with wide eyes, and was startled. He hastily scrambled to his feet. Fortunately, the two of them had already released their tightly clasped hands when they fell to the ground.
Eyes saw He Lian Qing dust lying on the ground, motionless like a dead person. Shui Sheng was secretly surprised, looked at his own smooth body, and hurriedly went to find the golden sword given by Wu Mu Dao Ren. Seeing the small golden sword quietly lying not far away, he stretched out his hand to summon the small sword, took a deep breath, manipulated the golden sword to stab He Lian Qing's head, "Puchi" sound, the golden sword burst out a foot-long golden sword light, easily cutting He Lian Qing's head into two pieces, and the golden sword instantly pierced into the hard ground.
Shui Sheng was first delighted, then shocked. Delighted that He Lian Qing Chen, the evil person who had almost "tortured" himself to death, had actually "died". Shocked that his golden sword had suddenly pierced through the hard ground.
As he recalled that he couldn't control the true energy in his body before he fainted, he tried to control the true energy circulating in his body. Unexpectedly, a surge of true energy burst out from the three major acupoints "Muduan", "Qihai" and "Shendong". Water Birth was frightened again, hastily sat down cross-legged, concentrated his mind and calmed his breath, trying to withdraw the three surges of true energy back to the "Qihai" position in his lower abdomen. Unexpectedly, although the three surges of true energy could flow smoothly into the "Qihai" position, after filling it up, they flowed separately to the other two positions again.
Shuǐ Shēng sprang up from the ground, wailing loudly and cursing: "You scoundrel, you dog's leftovers! You dare to freeze my dantian, you'll pay for this!" With a swift motion, he summoned the golden short sword that had sunk into the earth, and with a fierce cry, he stabbed it repeatedly into He Lian Qingchen's corpse, striking over a dozen times before finally stopping.
A cup of tea later, after calming down, it suddenly occurred to him that even though his "dantian" was shattered, he could still wield the golden sword with ease, and its power seemed to have increased by several folds. He thought about it repeatedly but couldn't understand why. In a flurry, he tried out four techniques: Ice Spike Technique, Hidden Mist Technique, Mysterious Iron Stab, and Golden Light Shield. To his surprise, both the speed of casting these techniques and their power had increased significantly compared to before.
As for the true energy inside, when it is fully mobilized, it will gush out from three places, but after circulating in the body for a dozen or so cycles, it will also converge and merge into one, without losing control over each of its paths. Shuǐ was slightly relieved at this.
The aquatic natural wouldn't know that more than 60% of the true energy in his body had already dissipated to his limbs, bones, and internal organs during his coma, hiding itself. Otherwise, the true energy in his body would have long been out of control. Even so, the true energy he can now control is comparable to many mid-term Golden Elixir cultivators, surpassing most early-stage Golden Elixir cultivators. After all, more than 20% of He Lian Qingchen's true energy had "run" into Shuǐshēng's body, and this alone was far stronger than an early-stage Golden Elixir cultivator, not to mention the equally powerful Tiān Gǎn Shā Qi in his body.
Fortunately, He Lian Qing Chen also had a water attribute spiritual root and practiced the "Kan Yuan Gong" water attribute technique, so when He Lian Qing Chen's true energy entered the Water Birth Body, it could be quickly refined under the action of Tian Gang Sha Qi and that white mist without producing any rejection or discomfort.
He Lian Qingchen ended up in such a situation, first because he was too greedy under the influence of his success, and secondly, he didn't know that the Tian Jie Sha Qi inside Shui Sheng's body is the most overbearing existence among all Sha Qi, which led to serious underestimation. If he could be like Wu Mu Dao Ren helping Da Niu, absorbing only a thread of Sha Qi into his body each time, controlling and refining it before absorbing another strand, perhaps he could gain some benefits. Of course, the Tian Jie Sha Qi in Da Niu's body is fundamentally different from Shui Sheng's, it's like the difference between heaven and earth.
Like a hurricane sweeping away dust, thinking that he could take away all the Tian Jue Sha Qi from Shui Sheng's body in an instant would only lead to death. Not to mention that he suddenly stimulated the Tian Jue Sha Qi equivalent to 20% of his own spiritual power within Shui Sheng's body, even if it was just 10%, it wasn't something that someone at his level could absorb and refine. With the overbearing nature of the Tian Jue Sha Qi, so much of it suddenly released into any cultivator's body without a prenatal True Qi embryo would be enough to tear apart their entire meridian system, causing their physical body to explode and die.
Actually, to safely obtain the Tianjue Sha Qi within a water creature's body, one must wait until the water creature has cultivated to the Jindan realm, then seize its internal Jindan and slowly refine it with spiritual medicine and spiritual pills. Only then can one effectively obtain about 30% of the water creature's innate true energy. But how could He Lian Qingchen know this method? Even if he knew, given his personality, it would be difficult for him to endure until that day.
Inside the cave, Shuǐshēng was making four kinds of magic spells hum with energy. Previously, even using all his strength to condense the Xuan Guang Ci could only pierce into the mountain rock by an inch or so, but now he could even condense ice cones that could pierce into the mountain rock about a foot deep. Another skill, Jin Guang Shield, previously could only condense a small protective shield around his body, but now it could actually form a dazzling golden light shield outside of his body, covering him completely. This discovery made Shuǐshēng overjoyed and he muttered to himself: "Looks like I need to go ask Wūmù Dàozhǎng!"
Recalling Wu Mu Dao Chang, Shui Sheng only then remembered that he was stark naked. He took a glance at the corpse of He Lian Qing Chen and subtly furrowed his brow. The clothes on He Lian Qing Chen's body had already been cut into strips by Jin Jian during their previous "venting" and were stained with quite a bit of blood, making them completely unusable.
Shuǐ Shēng searched high and low inside the cave, but all he found was a four-inch-long, crystal-clear green jade flute and a three-inch-high white jade calabaza. There were no other objects to be seen. With no alternative, he had to turn over He Lian Qing's corpse to see if there were any hidden items in his sleeves or clothing.
After searching, apart from finding two palm-sized grey pouches in He Lian's dust-filled bosom, there was nothing else. Shui Sheng held the two pouches that were neither leather nor fabric and looked at them left and right, secretly guessing: "Could this be the 'storage pouch' that Wu Mu Dao Ren had mentioned before?" Upon closer inspection, the two pouches also had subtle differences, with one of the slightly lighter-colored pouches having two rows of neatly arranged small holes.
Shui Sheng picked up the two bags, turning them upside down and shaking them back and forth, but nothing came out. Getting angry, he used his golden sword to stab at the bags with force, but unexpectedly, the two small bags were even tougher than rocks and couldn't be pierced. He threw the bags on the ground and swung his golden sword to slash at them several times, but the bags flashed with a spiritual light when the sword slashed at them, bouncing the sword back repeatedly.
Shuǐ shēng bào zhe nǎo dāi xiǎng le xiǎng, ná qǐ yī zhī dài zi, qū shǐ fǎ lì wǎng dài zi zhōng guàn jiàng zhēn qì, kàn zhè yàng néng bù néng bǎ dài kǒu chēng kāi, jié guǒ, quán shēn fǎ lì jìn chū, yě wú jì yǔ shì.
At this point, Shui Sheng had no choice but to secretly regret not stabbing He Lian Qing's corpse with a dozen or so swords. Looking at the emerald green jade flute on the ground, he felt annoyed in his heart and picked up the flute, slamming it fiercely onto the ground. Unexpectedly, before the flute even hit the ground, a layer of emerald light had already appeared around its body, bouncing off the ground once before flying back into his hand, still perfectly intact. Shui Sheng was taken aback, urging his golden sword to slash at the jade flute. A green light flashed, and with a "ding" sound, the flute remained unscathed, but the golden sword flew off and struck the stone wall of the cave ceiling.
Shuǐ Shēng opened his mouth wide, beckoned the golden sword back with his hand, and slashed at the white jade gourd on the ground. As a result, a ball of white light flew out of the gourd, also sending the golden sword flying. It was clear that this flute and gourd were even more solid than the golden sword. Shuǐ Shēng was overjoyed, his eyes spinning around, and he tore off a larger piece of cloth from Hè Lián Qīng Chén's shoulder, wrapped the small bag, jade flute, and jade gourd together, and tied them tightly to his waist with Hè Lián Qīng Chén's broken belt.
After leaving the cave, I found a cluster of mountain vines and pulled down several tender shoots. I wrapped them around my lower abdomen dozens of times to cover my private parts.
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