noffsinger Chapter 2 Immortal Fate
Chapter 2 Immortal Fate
Deep in the mountains and old forests, shrouded in mist and miasma.
The scorching sun could not penetrate, but the miasma was molded and deformed by the gentle breeze, revealing glimpses of the elusive old snake.
The plump yellow ox wagged its tail, buried its head and walked hard, then plunged into a bare mountain wall, creating ripples.
The cavern inside the mountain wall was spacious, with crane lanterns on both sides extending their upturned legs, illuminating the cave as bright as day. Continuing further in, a cauldron the size of a house stood above a pool of water, floating in the air and dimly lit.
The old Taoist priest looked at the alchemy furnace, made a hand seal, and the unconscious Song Quyou behind him was drawn into the furnace by a beam of golden light.
The alchemy furnace was covered with intricate patterns. As Yang Danzi's hand gestures became faster and faster, the yin-yang and eight trigram patterns on it emitted light and began to slowly circle around the furnace.
Seeing that the furnace had been activated, Yang Danzi waved his right hand, and eight crimson fire toads stood in eight directions, spitting out fire pearls from their bodies and spewing out eight fire pythons that tightly wrapped around the furnace.
Seeing that everything was done, Yang Danzi breathed a sigh of relief and took out a mountain of herbs from his sleeve. Some were crystal clear, some were rugged and rough, some were covered in dust, and some were shapeless...
The medicinal herbs were all prepared, but the medicine boy was still needed to prepare the medicine. Yang Danzi took out the paper figures he had cut out beforehand, blew on them gently, and the paper figures in his hand yawned, stretched, and reluctantly walked towards the herbs. Some were sliced, some were stir-fried, and the little paper figures were busy with their heads down.
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As the saying goes, if you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place.
The news that the Crimson Pill had fallen into Yang Danzi's hands had spread far and wide, and those of the same cultivation level would certainly not give up so easily. Regardless of good or evil, regardless of grudges or favors, they all followed the clues, each displaying their skills, and found the deep mountain forest, where they found the bare stone wall.
At this moment, a well-dressed man dressed as a wandering swordsman, with a green foxtail grass in his mouth, made a sword-finger gesture with his hand. A long sword flew out of the sword box behind him, its sword energy like a rainbow, piercing the air and thrusting towards the stone wall in front.
A white rainbow flew in, and golden light rose from the stone wall, completely absorbing the rainbow-like sword energy without causing any ripples.
The man spat and cursed, "Damn, that's hard."
The helpless man paced back and forth when suddenly a gust of wind blew by. He leaped and dodged the attack.
"I wondered who it was, but it turned out to be a snake monster that had gained some power."
The gray snake, as thick as a water vat, with its cold, vertical pupils and scarlet forked tongue, lunged at the man before he could react, its blood-red maw swirling in a foul stench.
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Inside the alchemy furnace, fiery pythons raged, burning away the dregs of the medicinal herbs and leaving only their essence. At the bottom of the furnace, this essence gathered into a flowing, iridescent liquid.
Song Quyou, who had already awakened, was huddled in the Xun position, sheltering from the fire and smoke. Thanks to the red elixir in his Niwan Palace, he was barely immune to the remaining flames. However, the fire python was ferocious and specialized in refining medicinal materials. It was likely that before long, he too would be turned into elixir, just like the herbs thrown in.
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Thunder roared and sparks flew, shattering the golden light emanating from the exposed rock face and revealing the hidden cave.
"I originally thought the array at the entrance could hold out for seven days, but I didn't expect that the people from Shenxiao Temple would also get involved."
"Yang Danzi, hand over the Crimson Pill, and I might still leave you with a whole corpse."
Yang Danzi looked at the two people outside the cave. The Jianghu wanderer was dragging a snake carcass with his sword, while the Taoist in the wide robe had lightning flashing in his eyes and a lightning dragon coiled around his finger. The two of them forced him to come closer step by step.
But Yang Danzi showed no fear, and sneered as he patted his belly, saying, "Red Elixir? Come find it inside this old Daoist's belly."
As he spoke, paper soldiers and generals flew out from his sleeve, wielding swords, spears, halberds, whips, maces, hammers, axes, and golden gourds, just like the heavenly soldiers and generals in the picture book.
The paper soldiers and generals surrounded the two, their weapons constantly attacking them with great force.
Undeterred, the two swordsmen moved like rainbows around their bodies, while the Taoist priest in wide robes coiled around a thunder dragon, flashing with lightning.
The paper soldiers and generals that surrounded them could not get close. Instead, they were cut into pieces and electrocuted. In just a few breaths, the entire army was wiped out.
Yang Danzi's face turned ashen. He steeled himself, waved his hand behind him, and eight fire-breathing toads fell into his sleeve. The eight fire pills he left behind, along with the fire python from the furnace, coiled around his body for protection.
The two men opposite him did not make any rash moves. They held their swords and drew their lightning bolts. Their cold eyes sent chills down Danyangzi's spine.
After much deliberation, Yang Danzi finally made the painful decision to give up the Crimson Sun Flowing Pill that could enhance his cultivation.
Then, the fire python on his body burst into towering flames, emitting a blinding light that forced the two opposite him to retreat repeatedly. When the two looked again, Yang Danzi was nowhere to be seen, leaving only his echoing voice, "Yunjian Pavilion, Shenxiao Temple, I, Yang Danzi, have remembered them. I will definitely visit them one by one another day."
The wandering swordsman sneered, flicking his longsword. A crescent-shaped sword aura sliced a clean gash in the furnace, and instantly a surge of energy and the aroma of medicine filled the air. A figure fell out of the gash.
"That Yang Danzi is truly wicked, actually refining human pills," the martial arts traveler scoffed with disgust.
The Taoist priest in the wide robe stepped forward to check on Song Quyou and, seeing that he was still breathing, immediately channeled his qi to regulate his meridians, gradually calming Song Quyou's agitated state.
"Fellow Daoist Lu Hong, this child is a mortal, but he has a spiritual aperture on his forehead that perfectly matches the Heart Sword technique of your sect. Why not take him into your sect?"
The wandering swordsman named Lu Hong crossed his arms and shook his head, saying, "I'm still young and don't want to become a master so soon. Besides, some old guys in the sect don't like me. If I bring him back to the sect, it will only harm him. But since he has a spiritual aperture, he can cultivate. Why don't you take him as a disciple on behalf of your master and bring him back to the temple, so that your Shenxiao Temple can have more incense offerings?"
"That was exactly what I was thinking. Since Fellow Daoist Lu Hong is not accepting it, I, Wang, will refrain from doing so."
Lu Hong slapped her forehead. "You've tricked me again. Fine, since you've taken me as a disciple, all the spiritual herbs in the corner are mine."
Wang Xuan shrugged and said, "Fellow Daoist Lu Hong, please take it yourself."
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As Yang Danzi fled through the deep mountains, he nervously looked behind him, fearing that the two would catch up. He was completely unaware that the silk nets commonly seen in the forest were hunting nets that waited for their prey to come to them.
As the silk netting grew denser, Yang Danzi casually tossed out a ball of fire, intending to burn away the increasingly dense netting in front of him.
The flames swept past, but the silk net remained. Yang Danzi noticed something amiss, stopped fleeing, looked at the white threads around his lower body, and said:
"Fellow Daoist, you have now set up this trap. Do you dare to come out and meet me?"
High above the treetops, a heavily made-up, effeminate man, with his fingers forming delicate pinkies, teases a colorful silkworm, looking down at it with a cold gaze.
"So it's you, you hermaphrodite. But if you were alone, you wouldn't be able to stop this old Taoist."
"Yang Danzi, what if I were added to the list?"
Yang Danzi turned to look at the other side and saw a fat monk with tattooed face whose big, grinning mouth was creepy.
"Ghoul-eating monk, why have you come to my Central Heaven when you should be in your blissful Western Paradise?"
The tattooed monk, with a gaping mouth that stretched to his ears and round eyes gleaming with cold light, said coldly, "Of course, it's to promote my religion."
Yang Danzi sneered, "How dare you speak so arrogantly! Others may not know you, but do you think I don't? You corpse-eating monks, you go around eating corpses and stealing the Dharma, you're nothing but a bunch of thieving rats."