Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 281

[Chapter 280: Fingers Flicked (Congratulations to Hanyu for his success in the battle against the White Silver Alliance!)]

“Regarding the follow-up of the internal strife in the Martial God Sect… I would like to ask this old gentleman to enlighten me.”

Fang Xi bowed to the horse-faced old man.

“Okay, okay…”

The horse-faced old man was a little surprised, and seemed to be a little curious about Fang Xi, a guy who didn’t know common sense, but he still said: “Speaking of this, we have to mention the ‘Martial God Pill’ created by that martial arts legend. This pill can help the Great Martial Saint break through the realm of the Martial God. It is a supreme elixir and a divine pill! But… only that martial arts legend knows the production method, and later generations only know that it requires a lot of monster king materials…”

“The split of the Martial God Sect was also related to the fight for the inheritance of the Martial God Pill…”

“In the later period, the Martial God Pills were almost used up, but the first generation sect master had not yet appeared… The Martial Gods put their heads together, referred to the precious Martial God Pills, and finally figured out the recipe for a new generation of secret pills.”

“But this… is also the source of disaster!”

The horse-faced old man snorted coldly, his tone filled with sadness and anger.

“Isn’t this a good thing?”

Fang Xi asked back.

The God of War is already comparable to a cultivator who has established his foundation. Plus, with the remaining ‘Beast Blood Pills’, it seems possible for him to imitate an inferior product?

“Hehe… How rare is this Martial God Pill? Some Martial Gods were inspired by the ‘Secret Art of Demon Refining’ and raised ‘Human Medicine’, which means that warriors practiced special techniques to accumulate Qi and blood, and then extracted a large amount of it and refined it into ‘Martial God Pill’… This practice is extremely harmful to the human medicine, and if it is not handled properly, it will kill it.”

“Another group of Martial Gods cannot bear this and insist on obtaining Qi and blood only from monsters… In the end, this group will win. Otherwise, the people under the rule of our Martial God Sect will all become livestock!”

“The current leader of the Martial God Sect has issued a strict order that no one is allowed to make pills with human beings, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!” The horse-faced old man sighed, “Even so… some of the Martial Gods and the human pill method still exist, and even formed an organization called the ‘Anti-God Society’. They usually lurk deep in the ground, but from time to time they come out to slaughter people and make human pills!”

The horse-faced old man snorted coldly.

“It looks like… this human pill can only be made by a Martial God.”

Fang Xi nodded, and suddenly said: “Even if you have relatives in the Martial God Sect, you can’t know so many secrets, right? Could it be… that relative of yours is you?”

“That’s right… My Murong family is also a martial arts family, and we may not know the causes and consequences of the changes in the Martial God Sect so clearly.”

The red-dressed girl’s eyes lit up: “Could it be that the senior is…”

“Ha ha……”

The horse-faced old man laughed: “That’s right… I’m Ma Luoshen! I’m the ‘Wind Catcher’ of the Martial God Sect. I came to Tianliang City for another important matter… Please invite this friend!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged men in black clothes at their table surrounded a guest with their sleeves fluttering.

“Everyone… I wonder how I have offended the Martial God Sect?”

The person who was surrounded was the guest who was wearing a bamboo hat. He had long arms and legs, like a thin bamboo pole.

“Hehe… You are from the ‘Anti-God Society’, right?”

Ma Luoshen sneered: “We, several great martial saints, are here to wait for you.”

“Eight-armed Yama?”

The thin bamboo pole smiled coldly: “I am honored to have such a great martial arts saint like you come here…”

“It’s actually this person!”

The red-dressed girl from the Murong family was surprised and delighted: “I am so lucky to meet so many masters today… I, Murong Ting, am so lucky!”

Boom!

The next moment, a fierce conflict of internal energy occurred, spreading in all directions.

Hiss!

Tiny holes immediately appeared on the tables, chairs and benches.

“Stupid scholar, hurry up and leave!”

A red shadow flashed, and before Fang Xi could react, Murong Ting held her in his arms and used her lightness skills to escape from the teahouse.

Murong Ting’s Qinggong was very good. Even though she was hugging someone, she was like a red cloud, slowly floating down to the roof of a house.

“Thank you, lady hero, for the rescue!”

Fang Xi clasped his fists in thanks.

“Stop talking nonsense, I still want to watch the battle of the Great Martial Saint!”

Murong Ting waved her hands, looking a little impatient.

Boom!
At this time, sword lights, fist winds, and palm shadows flashed alternately in the teahouse, and suddenly they spread from the second floor to the third floor, and then broke through the roof.

Crash!
The main beam of the house was broken by the thin bamboo pole, and the whole teahouse collapsed and turned into ruins.

Smoke continued to swirl around, and Thin Bamboo Pole stood in one place, surrounded by four Martial Saints.

“You can’t get away.”

Ma Luoshen held two judge’s pens in his hands and shouted coldly.

“Run? Why should I run?”

The skinny man’s collar was stained with blood, but he laughed loudly: “You are the ones who should run!”

“What?”

Ma Luoshen and others were shocked, and soon they found that a powerful energy and blood force was emerging from the direction of the City Lord’s Mansion!

The rich Qi gathered and transformed into a giant with four faces and eight arms, standing tall and proud!
“The God of War… his true form?!”

Murong Ting murmured like in a dream.

“Oh no…it’s the Martial God of the Anti-God Society!”

The expressions of Maroshen and others changed slightly, they looked at each other, turned into several black shadows, and fled frantically in all directions.

They are just martial saints, and they will have some troubles when encountering a large army.

After becoming a master of martial arts, everything is different. One can defeat an entire army alone!
The aura emanating from the bright red giant figure at this moment can even make ordinary warriors stand there like wooden chickens, not daring to move!

“Haha…haha…it’s the Martial God…the Evil Martial God…”

Murong Ting wanted to grit her teeth, but she trembled unconsciously.

Although she admired these martial arts masters, she also knew that most of the martial gods in the Anti-God Society had lost their humanity and took pleasure in killing people!
Wherever they appeared, they would bring disaster to that place.

Even… massacre the city!
“Hehe… I have already sent the city lord to his death… All the future Martial God seeds of the Martial God Sect must die!”

The bright red figure with four faces and eight arms opened his mouth and made a thunderous sound.

suddenly!

It spread its garuda-like wings and flew towards this side: “This time, in addition to the city lord, there are also a few little rats from the Martial God Sect. Not bad… It’s a good opportunity to kill them all, and then massacre the city to relax…”

“It’s the monk who abstains from killing!”

There was despair in Maro’s eyes.

Among the martial gods of the Anti-Shen Society, Monk Jiesha is not the strongest, but he has the greatest murderous nature. Wherever he passes, there will be rivers of blood!

“A monk who abstains from killing?”

Fang Xi seemed to be thinking about something. He seemed to have heard of this name before?

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Well……

At first, I was just a small follower standing at the end, but I do have some impression of it.

I didn’t expect that the little monk who was originally quite handsome would become like this now.

He looked towards the true form of the God of War and saw a fat monk among them. He had a fat head and big ears, a murderous look on his face, and around his neck hung a huge rosary made of human skulls.

“Run!”

Murong Ting grabbed Fang Xi and was about to run away, but she found that the temperament of this handsome scholar seemed to have changed in an instant.

Even she felt awe in her heart.

“Monk who abstains from killing…you want to massacre the whole city?! Are you going to massacre me too?”

Fang Xi took a step forward and spoke with a sneer.

Although his voice was soft, it was clearly heard by Monk Jiesha, causing his stout body to tremble: “This voice… seems familiar!”

Monk Jiesha looked towards the source of the sound and saw a figure that was almost like something out of a nightmare, standing on a rooftop, sneering at him.

The man was still the same as he was a hundred years ago, dressed in a green robe, elegant and gentlemanly, as gentle as jade.

The expression on his face seemed to be smiling, his eyes were calm, yet they carried a sense of unfathomable depth…

“Master?!”

Monk Jiesha shouted in surprise and doubt, then let out a strange cry, and the true body of the god of war, with four faces and eight arms and Garuda wings, flew back at an even faster speed.

Regardless of whether that person was the former sect leader or not, he was unwilling to take the risk!

Although this person is bloodthirsty, he is actually very cautious, otherwise he would not have been at large for so many years and has not been wiped out by the Martial God Sect!

Whoosh!
In the void, a green light flashed and disappeared.

The emerald green light caught up with the true body of the God of War, and suddenly changed into a towering green sword energy, which easily broke through the true body of the God of War of the monk Jiesha.

“Ah! Sect Master, spare my life!”

The monk who abstains from killing shouted as loud as thunder, put his hands together, and released his inner energy without mercy.

Unfortunately, the green sword energy still swept across his neck.

Bang!
The headless corpse fell from midair and smashed onto the ground, like a cannonball, leaving a deep pit!
The body of a martial god was truly incredible.

But for Fang Xi, killing a physical cultivator who was building his foundation was a piece of cake.

“Master?!”

Ma Luoshen looked back and said, “Could it be that the substitute sect master has arrived? No… This monk Jiesha has never been very respectful to the sect master and would never respectfully address him as the sect master…”

Then he saw a scene that even scared himself.

“The monk who abstained from killing… died?”

“That green light… no… that’s not right…”

At this time, Ma Luoshen realized that the young scholar who asked him the question seemed familiar…

It seemed that there was a portrait of the other party hanging in the study of the Dai Sect Master.

“He… he is…”

…

“Who are you? Are you the Master Zhang of the Wushen Sect?”

Murong Ting looked at Fang Xi in great surprise, her big eyes blinking and her face flushed with excitement.

“I’m not drunk…”

Fang Xi laughed and threw out a jade bottle: “Here is a ‘Beast Blood Pill’, which is effective in breaking through to the Martial God level. I’ll give it to you. I have other things to do, so I’ll leave first…”

Before he finished speaking, he had turned into a green rainbow and disappeared into the sky after just a few flashes.

I have almost finished gathering information from the general public, and it is time to go to the Wushen Sect headquarters in Wujing to meet the Sect Master Zhang Mingding.

“Beast Blood Pill?”

Murong Ting looked at the direction where Fang Xi left, her mind seemed to be numb from the shock she had received: “Isn’t this the Martial God Pill?… Who is this person… who is this person…”

“Who else can address the Acting Sect Master of the Martial God Sect by name?”

“I never thought… a martial arts legend would be so young?”

The girl put away the Martial God Pill, her cheeks still blushing, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in her eyes…

(End of this chapter)