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Chapter 160: A Mushroom Cloud Descends, the Buddha Arrives, and the Temple Destroyer from the Nether
Chapter 160: A Mushroom Cloud Descends, the Buddha Arrives, and the Temple Destroyer from the Netherworld, the Cat-faced Killer (Part 1)
Thunder Peak.
The night was deep.
Li Qingshan was in the house with Mu Po, lighting the flickering oil lamp and whispering.
Ever since he had broken through to the Divine Appearance realm, Li Qingshan had more time to spend with Mu Po, and he did not hold back on his time.
Basically, aside from the time spent on consolidating his Observing the Gods, he spent most of his time with Mu Po, either strolling through the Disciple Town on Thunder Peak or walking down the streets of Jin Guang Prefecture to window shop at accessory stores and more.
He thoroughly enjoyed this leisurely life.
Maintaining his ancient and withered appearance, he accompanied the beauty of his youth, growing old together, holding an oil paper umbrella, and strolling in the midst of the continuous, light snowfall.
They walked through spring, summer, autumn, and winter.
Mu Po seemed to be tired, and as they chatted, she started to feel sleepy.
She lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Li Qingshan gently tucked her in.
The beauty of her youth had faded, but he could still vaguely see her youthful appearance from before.
That was a part of the beautiful memories he cherished.
Suddenly, Li Qingshan's expression stirred slightly.
He slowly rose, picked up some firewood from the stove, and made sure the room was at a comfortable temperature before stepping out of the house.
Outside, the snow was falling incessantly beneath the night sky.
With a glance, Li Qingshan knew that this heavy snowfall in the depths of winter would bring about a snow disaster, taking the lives of countless innocent people.
He walked past the corridor and saw Lu Chi still sweating profusely in the courtyard.
Big-headed Lu Chi's eyes shone with determination, and his essence qi surged with every move, each one filled with unwavering resolve.
Perhaps it was due to the stimulation Xi Xi received; at the age of four, she had already undergone five blood replacements, while Lu Chi had yet to step into the realm of qi meridians. This made him feel extremely anxious.
He felt a sense of dread, as if he were being pursued.
He still remembered when Lu Chi saw Xi Xi in Thunderbolt City; she was just a little girl who polished stones.
"A sense of crisis..." Li Qingshan shook his head.
Having a sense of crisis was a good thing.
It would spur him to strive for greater strength.
Lu Chi's identity was special, and Li Qingshan's method of nurturing him was quite relaxed.
However, Lu Chi was one of his few disciples.
Li Qingshan was hesitant to accept direct disciples, as the actions from his past life had made him a target for many.
He feared that any disciples he took on would meet with untimely deaths.
Therefore, he didn't want to bring harm to his disciples.
But Lu Chi was different; his fate was incredibly resilient, and he could endure it.
"Xi Xi is a divine child... and not just an ordinary one. She's Li Che's daughter, and I can't even imagine how high she'll rise in the future."
Li Qingshan sighed.
Li Che started his cultivation at the age of twenty as a spiritual child and was able to reach his current height in a short time, capable of working with Horse Face to kill a Seventh Stage Divine Archer like the one on Dragon Mountain.
This was enough to prove that Li Che's talent and bloodline were exceptional.
Xi Xi's talent was even more terrifying.
Even among divine children, she was considered supreme, or even top-tier.
Lu Chi... wanting to catch up to Xi Xi.
It wasn't easy at all.
Li Qingshan didn't disturb Lu Chi's cultivation and returned to his study, lighting a candle.
He took out the Netherworld Communication Mirror that Li Che had given him.
He knew that by accepting this mirror, he had taken on another identity.
A cat-faced killer from the Netherworld! A killer without emotions.
However, Li Qingshan glanced at the message on the Netherworld Communication Mirror.
His expression changed drastically!
"Damn it!"
"The Ox Demon didn't bring me along!"
Li Qingshan clenched his teeth.
But on the Netherworld Communication Mirror, there were two sentences.
"The situation has changed, and I've taken action."
"I can't afford to be leisurely. I put on the cat-faced mask and quickly headed down the mountain.
This place wasn't far from the Heart Monkey Temple.
By the time he arrived...
Even the yellow flowers would have withered!
...
...
The night, the wind blew high, and the snow was flying.
The world was frozen, and the cold was biting.
Li Che stood atop a building, wearing the Ox Demon mask, his eyes beneath it deep and profound.
He emerged from the darkness, leaping silently and landing on high ground.
Sensing the aura of the Zhong Kui statue that the Heaven and Earth Chessboard had detected, he looked in the direction of the aura and couldn't contain the murderous intent in his heart.
It was a small courtyard.
From the high vantage point, the darkness was torn apart.
Inside the courtyard, the scene was extremely cruel. Countless skeletons were piled up, densely packed, all wearing various tattered clothes, men and women, old and young.
Obviously, they were refugees who had endured the snow disaster this winter.
These refugees survived the snow disaster but became dry bones in this ghost temple.
It was like a scene from hell, with countless corpses piled up, filled with deathly energy, and a chilling atmosphere. It was as if the gates of hell had opened, and the souls of the dead refugees were slowly crawling out of their bodies, turning into malevolent ghosts.
Countless deathly energies surged like a tide from all directions.
It was like the fire in an alchemy furnace, but this flame was black, refining the refugees in the courtyard into the souls of malevolent ghosts.
Li Che didn't consider himself a bystander, but seeing such a cruel scene still made him feel shocked and angry.
His killing intent towards the Corpse God Sect reached an unprecedented level.
His gaze shifted.
He was looking for the Zhong Kui statue and Fa Kong, the monk, that he sensed.
His gaze fell on the courtyard entrance, where amidst the endless rolling deathly energy, a thin and withered figure sat cross-legged, palms pressed together, bound by cold chains, chanting a sutra.
He seemed to be using his meager power to pacify the countless malevolent ghosts that had escaped as if the gates of hell had opened.
A statue filled with cracks.
A withered monk, his oil lamp about to extinguish.
Like a firefly shining in the endless darkness, though small, it carried a glimmer of hope.
Fa Kong, the monk, was also imprisoned and thrown into this courtyard, just like the other refugees, about to be refined into malevolent ghosts.
However, he took out the Zhong Kui statue and charged towards the Corpse Refinement Array of the Corpse God Sect, suppressing the malevolent ghosts and preventing them from truly escaping.
He even used his meager strength to purify and pacify the refugees' deathly energy and endless resentment.
Li Che sighed.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of respect for Fa Kong, the monk.
No wonder he wanted to subdue ghosts.
It turned out that Fa Kong, the monk, had already made preparations and didn't care whether it was a Buddhist or Daoist statue because he had lost faith in the ghost temple and no longer cared about the distinction between Buddhism and Daoism.
As long as it can suppress the malevolent ghosts and deliver the wandering souls, it is a good divine statue.
At the end of the courtyard, countless death qi rose up and surged into a figure.
On that figure, a bronze glow flickered, but it was incredibly eerie and cold, devoid of any vitality, and there were two flickering silver auras on the corpse, writhing like silver snakes.
Silver Aura Bronze Corpse!
Li Che's eyes narrowed, and the death qi that emerged from these refugees after being sacrificed to death was being drawn by this person, used to temper his body and spirit, and produce the silver aura.
Besides that.
In front of the Silver Aura Bronze Corpse of the Corpse God Sect, there was also a banner, a sinister banner, driving the array, and refining the refugees and monks in the courtyard.
Vaguely, this person's eyes opened and closed, and his cold gaze swept over, landing on Fa Kong's body, revealing a faint disdain and sneer.
"It's quite capable, and that divine statue can actually suppress the malevolent ghosts refined through sacrifice, not falling into my Soul Departure Banner..."
"However, this divine statue is ultimately just a Nine Stars wooden carving, and it won't last long."
"Fa Kong, wait to become a malevolent ghost together, and become the capital for my uncle to achieve the Silver Aura."
The figure laughed and said.
The voice echoed, reverberating endlessly.
He could have killed Fa Kong long ago; a mere Foundation Level little monk posed no threat to him.
But he was toying with him, wanting to crush Fa Kong's last glimmer of hope, slowly tormenting Fa Kong.
He even hoped that Fa Kong would, in the end, choose to surrender and join the Corpse God Sect, just like he did.
Everyone worships the Buddha, and he has surrendered. Why won't you surrender?
If you surrender, my heart can also be at peace.
Fa Kong was withered beyond recognition, a stark contrast to his initial robust appearance.
His palms pressed together, and his flesh and blood seemed to have been devoured by malevolent ghosts. He staggered, still maintaining the recitation of the Rebirth Mantra.
A hint of sorrow appeared in his eyes.
The Heart Monkey Temple, one of the three major traditions that split from Heaven's Will Temple, although it no longer possessed the glory of the once-dominant Heaven's Will Temple, at least it still had some dignity.
Now...
This dignity had vanished with the Grand Monk's passing.
This dignity had long faded with the Grand Monk's passing.
These rebellious monks, in their pursuit of power, refused to follow in the Grand Monk's footsteps, choosing instead to join the Corpse God Sect. This caused the Heart Monkey Temple to become a sinister ghost temple, a place where the sect's demons wreaked havoc and committed evil deeds.
Countless refugees were sacrificed to death.
Fa Kong's heart was filled with sorrow and numbness.
He just wanted to try his best, until his last bit of strength was exhausted, and die together with these refugees.
At least, he had persisted until the end, holding on to the light in his heart.
Suddenly.
The Zhong Kui divine statue before his eyes seemed to glow.
For some reason, the power grew stronger, and a milky white aura flickered within the wooden carving.
Then, the shadow of the Zhong Kui divine statue suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.
This gave Fa Kong, who had already exhausted his strength, the power to continue suppressing.
Fa Kong's withered eyes lit up.
His lips curled upwards.
He continued reciting the Rebirth Mantra.
...
...
Li Che retracted his trembling fingers.
He had pushed out a Pure Heart Divine Essence Chess Piece and placed it in the Zhong Kui divine statue, awakening and enhancing its power.
This provided the greatest support for Fa Kong.
Li Che adjusted his straw hat, and his ox demon mask became even more profound and sinister in the darkness.
There was no trace of cuteness, only the solemn and cold demeanor of a messenger from hell, coming to judge and collect souls.
He had already recognized the figure that had refined countless wandering souls.
Master Xuan Li.
A Silver Aura Bronze Corpse in the Corpse God Sect was roughly at the level of a Seventh Stage Lower Corpse God Envoy.
Although the silver aura had increased, it was not much different from the Corpse God Envoy that Li Che had previously tricked and killed with the little mushroom.
However, it was unlikely that he could use the same tactic to deal with this Corpse God Envoy.
The previous Corpse God Envoy had escaped through the Corpse Time-Space Escape Technique, completely unprepared.
Moreover, in the moment he emerged from the death qi vortex, there was nowhere to dodge.
He was instantly hit by the little mushroom.
And that Seventh Stage Corpse God Envoy, having exhausted his silver aura, only had the flesh of the Bronze Corpse left, naturally unable to withstand the little mushroom.
But Master Xuan Li was different. He was currently in a powerful state, far beyond the Corpse God Envoy that Li Che had tricked and killed.
A single Guanyin Lotus Shell, although powerful, needed to hit its target.
If it missed, it would only waste its foundation.
If there was a Bodhimanda Lotus Main Battle Tank with strong endurance, it could directly fire the Guanyin Lotus Shell like a cannonball, combined with the end of the Heaven and Earth Chessboard.
Precise strikes could be achieved.
But that was not possible now...
However, it wasn't a big problem.
Just switch to a simpler and more straightforward method.
Adjusting his straw hat, Li Che's figure merged into the darkness.
He first sent a message to Li Qingshan.
Asking him to come later to clean up.
As for the rest...
He would take care of it first.
Clenching his five fingers.
The Pure Heart Painting Paper rattled in the darkness, and then one ox demon after another appeared.
Carrying Immortal Worker Gatlings, they hid in the darkness of the temple with the help of the Heaven and Earth Chessboard.
Li Che also drew a horse-faced demon,
Wielding an Immortal Worker Barrett and a single Avalanche Dragon Tooth Bodhi bullet for short-range sniping.
The horse-faced demon he drew had only one strike of power. After one shot, it would be shattered by the Barrett's recoil.
But that was enough. Li Che only needed that one shot.
This was Li Che's first time truly relying on his own power to hunt a Seventh Stage Corpse God Envoy.
Whether he would succeed or not, Li Che couldn't guarantee.
But...
He would give it his all.
Wearing an ox demon mask, Li Che merged into the darkness, swift as a black dragon, quickly diving towards the courtyard.
...
...
Master Xuan Li bathed in endless death qi and corpse qi, the death qi turning a faint black, slowly swirling and entering his body and pores like poisonous snakes.
It tempered his body, making it increasingly resilient and indestructible.
Once he captured the temple deity and completed the task, he would obtain the 'Death Qi Condensation Martial Pill' from the sect's Six Departments, and then he could fully advance his Bronze Corpse to the level of a Half-step Incantation Silver Corpse!
At that time, he would become a Seventh Stage Upper Corpse God Envoy!
His authority and resources would increase significantly.
"I wonder how Xuan Jiu's injuries are recovering... It's about time to start the temple deity capture plan..."
"With one more Xuan Jiu, there's one more Silver Aura Bronze Corpse, and the chances of success will naturally increase."
Master Xuan Li's eyes flickered as he thought while swallowing the death qi.
(End of Chapter)
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