Chapter 48: Night Talk

The Taoist priest frowned in contemplation and shook his head helplessly:

“I’ve never heard of this kind of tactic before, I’m afraid it was pioneered by a late stage Daolord and not left behind.”

After a pause, he looked at Xu Qi’an and said:

“However, although the details are not quite clear, the general process is to shed the old shell, which is certainly infinitely costly to the Taoist Transcendent, but it is not unbearable. But you are a martial artist ……..”

A first-rate martial artist is the unity of the three elements of essence, energy and spirit, and the body is not something that can be discarded just like that.

Just like Wei Yuan, his Yuan Shen was at the second grade level, but his physical body was mortal, which prevented Wei Yuan from utilizing his battle power at all.

Unlike the Taoist Sect, the Yuan Shen, or Yang Shen, was still there, and the battle power would not be damaged.

Li Miaozhen comforted:

“At least it’s a worthwhile method to get your hands on when you have the chance.”

Asuro, who was on the side, said faintly:

“The Xu Ning Banquet is in its prime in spring and autumn, so there’s no need to consider this. Furthermore, the Sorcerer God and Compassion God breaking free of their seals is imminent, dealing with them is the most pressing matter.”

If he couldn’t deal with it, then Xu Ningyan wouldn’t have to think about longevity, and Superpin wouldn’t let him live.

Xu Qi’an pinched his brow and said:

“Let’s call it a day, and send a letter by the ground book if there is anything.”

………..

At night, Nalan Tianlu stepped on an auspicious cloud and returned to Jingshan City, the Witch God Sect’s main altar.

This majestic city, which had gathered most of the Witch God Cult’s experts, slept in the quiet moonlight, with the desolate Jing Mountains in the background.

Nalan Tianlu pressed down on the cloud and floated into the Sorcerer’s Hall.

A classical stone column supported the soaring dome without separating the hall into fragments, and it remained wide to the point of exaggeration.

Flanking the scarlet carpet were rows of candelabras with red candles burning.

At the end of the hall was a plinth over ten meters high with a huge stone chair, like an exclusive throne made for giants.

At the side of the throne stood the great sorcerer Saren Agu, with a lamb in his arms and a cloak symbolizing the sorcerer.

“How is the war in the West?”

Saren Agu looked down at the Rainmaker who stepped into the great hall, his low voice echoing in the empty hall.

Nalan Tianlu stopped by the pedestal and shook his head:

“Shenshu recaptured the head, Da Bongfang retreated with success, and there were no casualties on either side of the transcendent powerhouses ………”

He informed Saren Agu in detail about the great battle.

“With half-step Martial Gods reappearing on earth, the Central Plains and the Southern Borderlands are considered to have some substance, and if that Xu Qi’an is successfully promoted again and steps into the ranks of the half-step Martial Gods, and collects the power of two half-step Martial Gods, I’m afraid the Central Plains will really be able to compete with the Superpowers.”

Saren Agu sighed.

A half-step Martial God was certainly terrifying, but what Saren Agu saw, instead, was Xu Qi’an’s power, and without him leading this matter and aiding Shenshu, today’s ending might have been different.

Without realizing it, this little man had become to this extent.

He went from being a minor celebrity to a world-beater in two and a half years.

The dreaded backwave.

“Is a half-step Martial God not so easily reached.” Nalan Tianlu, however, wasn’t worried in the slightest.

“This seat is always uneasy.” Saren Agu shook his head slightly:

“Supervisor Zheng supported Xu Qi’an, by no means did he just help him become a First Grade Martial Artist, to say that he didn’t leave behind a backhand, I don’t believe it. However, a half-step Martial God has only been Shenshu throughout the ages.

“It’s impossible for Xu Qi’an to step into this realm, at least in the short term.”

The Grand Sorcerer didn’t know the way to advance to a half-step Martial God, but out of his importance and knowledge of Supervisor Zheng, he thought that Supervisor Zheng must have a way.

Nalan Tianlu asked:

“Great Sorcerer, do you know why the Buddha has become so strange?”

Saren Agu said faintly:

“Shaped like a monster, that naturally cuts off emotions and lacks emotions as a living being. In all the major systems, except for martial artists, the higher the grade, the easier it is to cut off emotions. Buddha even made such a big mistake ………”

He could only explain the Buddha’s abnormality by saying that he had made a mistake.

Cutting off feelings is a big mistake ……… Nalan Tianlu silently memorized this message and then asked:

“What about the Buddha’s dharma?”

He was referring to the fact that the Buddha could only perform the Dhamma of the Great Sun and could not perform any other Dhamma.

Saren Agu mused for a moment:

“My guess is that the Supervisor borrowed the power of the Confucian Sage on that day and injured the Buddha.

“The Buddha turned out to have broken free of the Confucian Sage Seal long ago, one step ahead of both the Compassion God and the Witch God, and it is highly likely that it will seize the first opportunity to annex the Central Plains.”

Nalan Tianlu immediately looked grave.

…………

Capital City, Haoqi Building.

“That’s the way it happened.”

Xu Qi’an ended his long speech and took a sip of the flower tea, feeling the rich fragrance spread between his taste buds.

“It turns out that Buddha is the Human Sect alter ego of Dao Zun.” Wei Yuan first let out a sigh of emotion and then said:

“He must have had a reason why he had to kill the ancient corpses to silence them when he sent the Duo Emotion Luo Han to kill them.”

Xu Qi’an frowned:

“Although this matter is secretive, leaking it out won’t affect the Buddha too much, I’ve never figured out why He wants to silence the ancient corpse, what does Wei Gong have in mind?”

Wei Yuan laughed:

“When the thinking is wrong, quit and don’t take the bull by the horns.

“You think it won’t have an effect on the Buddha, that’s based on your own understanding, but you’re not the Buddha after all, much less a representative of the other Supremes. Perhaps the Buddha just doesn’t want someone to see it.”

Xu Qi’an raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and shook his head:

“Without thinking about that, there are more urgent matters to be dealt with at the moment. Now that Shenshu has finished mending his body, there is no need for the Buddha to slumber. He will likely retaliate against the Central Plains, Duke Wei, we must not fail to take precautions.”

Wei Yuan glanced at him:

“You didn’t think about that until now?”

Xu Qi’an returned Da Qing Yi’s stare with a “what’s wrong” look.

“Asura said long ago that the sculpture of the Confucian Sage was destroyed, and that the Buddha slept for five hundred years in order to suppress Shenshu’s head. Since you are determined to recapture the head, the first thing you will have to face after succeeding is the Buddha’s retaliation.

“I’m not asking you to take one step and look at ten steps, it’s always okay to look at two steps.” Wei Yuan had a look of hatred.

Xu Qi’an sighed:

“Of course I’ve thought about all this, I just don’t have a good idea, the big thing is to unite with Shenshu, as well as all the transcendental masters, and fight another battle with the Buddha.”

Shenshu’s strength had skyrocketed, and with the help of so many experts, he definitely had the ability to fight hard against the Buddha Sect, and this was Xu Qi’an’s countermeasure.

“That’s not so bad!”

Wei Yuan gave a very far-fetched compliment and turned to say:

“I made a promise for you to Duyi Luohan that the Great Dharma will adopt Mahayana Buddhism as the state religion in the future, and will allow Mahayana Buddhist followers in the Western Regions to migrate into the Central Plains. This will weaken the Buddha’s qi and strengthen the Da Feng’s bottom line at the same time.

“Since we’re going to make an enemy of the Supremes, the corresponding layouts should have been prepared before then.”

Crap, you bad old man, you actually turned against Du Yu? Xu Qi’an was violently shocked.

According to Asura, Duo is a devout Buddhist luohan who puts the Buddha first in everything. It is not possible to say that he can be turned back.

Wei Yuan faintly said:

“It is people who have desires, pursuits, and ideas, so if you seize what they want, you are not afraid of not having a chance, and as long as there is a chance, you can pull it together.

“Also, at this juncture, one can try to ally with the Witch God Cult.”

Xu Qi’an let out a “hmm”:

“Though the Wiccan religion abhors the Daebong, there is now enough reason to convince Saren Agu.”

Wei Yuan was right, if the Buddha encroached on the Central Plains, the Witch God Sect would definitely not sit idly by.

“Yes. The Church of the Witch God is defying all odds to stall for time until the Witch God returns to earth. And we will also delay until you are promoted to a half-step Martial God, or at least to the middle of the first rank.” Wei Yuan said:

“How do you promote a half-step Martial God and have an idea?”

Xu Qi’an shook his head.

The long-lost sense of urgency once again surged to his heart, and he had been pushed by the “sense of urgency” ever since he was promoted to Transcendent.

Not a moment too soon.

But even so, he still fell far short.

At the First Grade Realm, it was as difficult as heaven to advance upwards.

But the time left for him is shorter than the time left for the National Football League.

If he wanted to stand in the future catastrophe and defend the Central Plains, he would have to be promoted to a half-step Martial God.

Half-step Martial God, throughout the ages, only Shenshu had reached this realm.

The difficulty can be imagined.

Wei Yuan mused:

“I’ll show you the way out to sea!

“It’s impossible for Desolate to kill all the descendants of Gods and Demons, it’s probable that it will only strike at the powerful ones, the ‘Underworld Silkworm’ you saw is an example. Didn’t the Nine-Tailed Fox go out to sea, just ask her for a map as well as detailed information.”

Xu Qi’an nodded:

“That’s what I thought.”

After failing to hunt the Gala Tree, his only way out was to go out to sea and hunt the descendants of gods and demons.

“By the way Lord Wei, there’s something I’ve never said to you.” Xu Qi’an took a deep breath:

“The Compassionate God told me that the original First Grade Martial Artist of the Central Plains was supposed to be you. The person the Supervisor Zheng initially chose was you.”

He told Wei Yuan about the Compassionate God’s foreseen future.

Wei Yuan sat still for a long time and slowly nodded his head as he looked deeply at Xu Qi’an:

“The Overseer has chosen me, and he may not be right. But if the Overseer and I both chose you, then it must be right.”

He whirled into a smile:

“I’m happy with my life now, Ning Banquet, consider yourself suffering for me.”

Xu Qi’an let out a bitter smile, “This may be fate.”

………

Westfield.

Duo Luohan returned to Aranta in a starry night, and what he saw before his eyes was all in ruins, collapsed rocks and mounds of earth piled up into a hill of varying heights.

The ground looked like it had been scraped away several layers and was covered with cracks, and dozens of miles around were filled with traces of the aftermath of a great battle.

On the plain in front of the ruins, more than 3,000 monks sat cross-legged, chanting scriptures in the darkness, overcoming the dead souls.

The Sanskrit sounds were in a continuous stream.

Dhritarashtra was prepared in his heart, but after witnessing the tragedy of Aranta with his own eyes, intense sadness and despair still welled up in his heart.

Aranta, the sacred mountain of the West, was destroyed!

For pious monks, this is tantamount to destroying the faith in their hearts.

Duo Yu was also a devout Buddhist disciple with unusually mixed feelings.

“Amitabha!”

Duo Yu Luohan folded his hands and was filled with mourning.

“Who did you lose to?”

At that moment, voices, indistinguishable from those of men and women, rang out behind them.

………..

PS: Typos are corrected after the first shift.