Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 1106 - 427: Ancient Buddha Relics (3)

"Master, there’s no need for the Heaven’s Technique anymore, this Mad Monk is already doomed to fail."

Li Changxun’s voice suddenly transmitted over.

While everyone was fiercely fighting, Li Changxun and Yun Ziliang were not idle. The two of them condensed a grain of sand within the prison cage.

This grain of sand, just like the drop of water Li Changxun condensed a few days ago, may seem insignificant, but it contains a force of slaughter that can sever nine sticks of incense.

"This grain of sand was condensed by me and the Ancestor Master together. Mad Monk, if you dare move even a bit, this sand will pierce through your heart, and you won’t become a Living Bodhisattva but just a dead monk."

Li Changxun rarely had such a moment of glory.

Fish Monk looked up at that grain of sand. Being someone who recognized its value, he naturally knew that with his current strength, facing that grain of sand, he had no chance of winning.

The Dragon Seeking Heavenly Masters are like this: the first in Taoist techniques within the Tangkou, but their technique takes too long to manifest its power, often getting defeated before showing its might.

However, if given time to truly evoke their Taoist technique — that overwhelming might, how many in the world dare meet it head-on?

"I, the Fish Bodhisattva, have cultivated for a thousand years and am the first of the twenty-one Zen masters to awaken. Now, to fall here, I am unwilling... I am unwilling."

Fish Bodhisattva roared towards the sky: "Lu Xingzhou, having watched this spectacle for so long, won’t you show yourself?"

"Will you watch me fall, leaving the Yellow Field Prefecture without its River God?"

He was certain that the Bitter Ghost Master — Lu Xingzhou was here,

The few people before him were unparalleled masters. If they entered the prefecture, the Ancient Tree Golden Bell of Yellow Field Prefecture would definitely ring.

And these days, mysteriously, the Yellow Field Prefecture stretched together with the Jingchuan Prefecture; with the two prefectures linked, people were all on edge. Lu Xingzhou poured his efforts into this matter, constantly patrolling the Yellow Field Prefecture,

Now, with such a massive setup at the Mahayana Temple, it was impossible for Lu Xingzhou not to know.

Gurgle~ Gurgle~ Gurgle~

A crisp sound of water resounded,

This was the sound of the Bitter Ghost appearing,

The river has the Bitter Ghost, and the Bitter Ghost is always inseparable from water.

"The water of the great river comes from the sky."

A handful of turbid river water poured down from above, the water splashed onto the ground, spreading into a shallow pond,

Lu Xingzhou emerged from that pond, which couldn’t be shallower anymore.

He still had a fish head, still held a circular fan in his hand, but his demeanor remained graceful.

He smiled at Fish Monk and said, "Master Yu, for cultivators, life and death each rely on destiny. You gambled and lost, and shouting loudly not only insults the dignity of the Buddhist but also mars elegance. This is not good."

Fish Monk understood the underlying meaning. He saw from Lu Xingzhou’s nonchalant demeanor that this Bitter Ghost Master didn’t want to help him.

"Lu Xingzhou, you won’t help me? Apart from me, who else can help you find the River God?"

"You are the Nine Sticks of Incense, capable of slaying the gods above. If you and I join hands, Zhou Xuan’s group wouldn’t be our match.

If you save me, I will find the River God for you within no more than three years."

Lu Xingzhou shook his head with a smile and said, "Master Yu, three years, then another three; it has been over a thousand years, and where is the River God?

The previous Big Bosses were fooled by your twenty-one Zen status time and again, allowing you to grow large and become the scourge of Yellow Field,

Since I became the Big Boss, the thing I’ve wanted most is to eliminate you, and now with this opportunity, how can I let it pass?"

"If you kill me, you’ll never find the River God again."

"Yes, we will."

Lu Xingzhou bowed to Zhou Xuan, then continued, "Master Yu, this Master is capable of finding the God of Suffering and Calamity. Naturally, I believe he can find the River God. As for you, my trust is not as firm."

Having said this, he spoke to Zhou Xuan, "Master, Fish Bodhisattva has entrenched in Yellow Field for years, becoming the supreme faith of the local people,

I am from Yellow Field; it’s not appropriate for me to act. I must trouble you, Master, to eliminate this monk who brings disaster to the people, and welcome back the Alchemist Bai Lu."

Zhou Xuan glanced at Lu Xingzhou,

He heard the implication in Lu Xingzhou’s words.

Since he left the Spirit Realm, he hadn’t talked about the "Alchemist Bai Lu" with anyone, yet Lu Xingzhou knew.

This indicated that Lu Xingzhou could enter the Spirit Realm.

"Mr. Lu, you can also enter the Spirit Realm?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

Lu Xingzhou pointed to his fish head and smiled, "Those who can enter the Spirit Realm either rely on a mysterious skill, like your ’Harmony with Heaven,’ or on the status of bloodline. That Fish Monk is an incarnation of the Ancient Buddha, so he can naturally enter,

As for me? I have the blood of the River God, and this fish head is the appearance of my ancestor."

Zhou Xuan asked, "So the River God you’re talking about is also a fish, right?"

"A very, very large fish," Lu Xingzhou described with gestures. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

At this, Zhou Xuan understood.

Today, entering the Spirit Realm seemed dangerous on the surface, but with Lu Xingzhou accompanying secretly, he wouldn’t face true peril.

The level of this Lu Xingzhou is indeed high. When he was in the Spirit Realm, neither Fish Monk nor Zhou Xuan discovered him.

Not showing off is the highest level of cultivation in Jing Country.

Zhou Xuan immediately said, "Since Mr. Lu has entrusted me to eliminate Fish Monk, then I’ll humbly accept this task."

He beckoned to Li Changxun,

Li Changxun promptly collaborated with Yun Ziliang to activate that tiny grain of sand,

The grain of sand transformed into countless flying stones, rushing toward Fish Monk’s golden body,

The towering golden body was reduced strike by strike, while the physical body was being destroyed step by step.

Fish Monk’s life force was also rapidly diminishing, but besides his unwillingness, he didn’t have much sorrow, only anger.

"Zhou Xuan, Lu Xingzhou, I, the Fish Bodhisattva, practiced alchemy every day for a thousand years. Why? Just for freedom, to rid myself of the Ancient Buddha’s influence.

Soon, I was about to succeed. In no more than a hundred years, I would no longer be one of those twenty-one Zen, but you... you ruined my millennium of hard work."

Fish Monk’s right hand dug into his own heart, taking out a Shariputra, he said,

"Today, to save my life, I can only once again humble myself before the Ancient Buddha. But... Zhou Xuan, Lu Xingzhou, don’t forget the grudge between us. If I make a comeback — I will annihilate both the Lu and Zhou families."

The Shariputra in his hand emitted a faint Buddhist chant,

The sound of the chant was not loud but evoked a sense of tranquility to those who heard it,

As the Buddhist chant played on, a vast ocean of blue appeared around Fish Monk...