Tianwei Chapter 266: Treatment (6)
Even Grandpa Shi said so, which proved that the situation was indeed very difficult. When the little beauty heard this, she immediately shrugged, her eyes turned red, and she started crying loudly. As she cried, the little frog sister also joined in the fun and croaked.
I rolled my eyes when I heard that. The little beauty has reason to cry, why are you joining in the crying, Frog Sister?
I turned around and looked at Black Mountain who was still in the metal castle, and suddenly it occurred to me that if I could really refine Black Mountain into a real elixir of immortality, could I be able to directly bring the old Taoist back to life?
Grandpa Shi answered this question: It is possible. If it is a real immortality elixir, it will naturally have miraculous effects. It is not difficult to use the body as a guide to directly bring the soul back. However...
However, at present, it is basically impossible to refine Black Mountain into an elixir of immortality.
The metal castle was built by Mr. Liao, and no one knows what the principle is. If we call Mr. Liao back to make medicine... that's fine, but the question is, can he build a second metal castle?
This one cost all his fortune. The only vein helped Mr. Liao develop in the secular world for decades , and the wealth accumulated should be terrifying. Even he went bankrupt, and I... The old Taoist gave me a gold brick, but what use are those millions of things? Just these metals that can withstand the attack power of the witch doctor are estimated to be worth hundreds of millions!
Oh, what a pity...
If I hadn't come to Kunlun, the metal castle wouldn't have appeared. If it hadn't appeared, the old Taoist wouldn't have died. If the old Taoist hadn't died, I wouldn't have been injured. If I hadn't been injured, Grandpa Shi wouldn't have come, and the metal castle would have been able to refine the Black Mountain. But now, the old Taoist's death has kept me safe, but it has also destroyed the metal castle.
I just said before that the law of nature is cyclical, every sip and every bite is a success, and now it has happened to me again.
This day, we were really well-behaved and didn't miss any opportunity.
What should I do? I am also stumped. Should I ask Grandpa Shi to accompany me? With his power, he is not afraid of any more ghost messengers.
But Grandpa Shi rejected this suggestion, saying: This is a test for you. If you want to save him, you have to go by yourself. Hide your body and be careful to avoid the ghost messenger. Even if you encounter any unexpected situation, with your current strength, you can handle most situations with a little training. For you, this task is not difficult.
Grandpa Shi seemed to have made up his mind and said: If you don't go, let his body rot. By then, even if his soul returns to its place, it can't be saved.
You are forcing me to do something wrong. I am your grandson! Was I picked up from the garbage dump?
Grandpa Shi laughed and said: I'm doing this for your own good. It's good for you to become stronger as soon as possible.
I have no temper at all when I hear this. Elders like to use this phrase to fool people. What is this and that? I think it is for your own good. I think it is for my own good if you bring the old Taoist spirit back directly!
But if you think about it carefully, what Grandpa Shi said still makes sense.
Although there are many ghost messengers in the underworld, I am not going to risk my life. As long as they don't show up casually, I will ignore them no matter how many ghost messengers there are. The most dangerous and most likely time for problems is probably when they take away the soul of the Taoist priest. After all, Yama has appeared, who knows what the underworld is like now. If the undertaker has completely transformed, maybe the Taoist priest has already entered the reincarnation and I don't know what he has become.
The sooner this is done, the better. The speed of the underworld's revival will increase with time. Once he really enters reincarnation, it will be almost impossible to find him among the vast sea of people. Grandpa Shi reminded.
I understand, but we can't go now. It's still... Looking at the little beauty who is still a little confused, Mr. Jiao lying on the ground, and the Black Mountain Leopard in the distance, I feel overwhelmed.
Of course you can't go now. You still need to do some training. At the very least, increase your Taoist power and become more familiar with the Eight Ropes inheritance.
This will take a lot of time, and now I'm afraid...
It doesn't matter. Grandpa Shi raised one foot and stepped on the ground a few times, smiling and saying: The underworld has revived, intertwined with the real time, and will slowly get closer to Kunlun. Although a week of training can't make you much stronger, it's better to sharpen your sword before the battle.
I nodded and agreed.
Afterwards, we took away the old Taoist's body, the still unconscious Mr. Jiao, and the confused little beauty.
Frog Girl was left behind. Actually, I really wanted to take her away, but Grandpa Shi said: After all, she is a Black Mountain demon. She will have more development opportunities if she stays on Black Mountain than if she stays with you. When you become more powerful, you can come to see her anytime you want. There is no need to delay her because of your own preferences.
Frog Girl was not as eager to leave as before. She was a little hesitant, which made me a little disappointed, but also relieved. If Frog Girl really insisted on going with me, should I do what Grandpa Shi said, or do it according to my own ideas?
Everything is for its own good.
I now understand why the elders like to say this. Perhaps, they really think so when they say it.
But the frog girl was very brave, and begged Grandpa Shi to open the metal castle. Black Mountain was still trapped inside and couldn't get out for a while. Grandpa Shi thought for a while, and finally helped them tear open the metal castle completely.
At this time, the Black Mountain was like a soft cake. I poked it with my hand out of curiosity and felt it was soft and elastic, a bit like jelly, but the deeper you go, the harder it gets.
No wonder Mr. Liao was so disappointed that he almost went crazy. He saw that the Black Mountain was about to be completely refined, but an old immortal like Grandpa Shi appeared. However, even if the Black Mountain was compressed, it was still a hundred meters high. Even if the immortality elixir was finally refined, it would probably be dozens of meters high. Can Mr. Liao finish it all by himself? Aren't you afraid of being stuffed to death!
But thinking back, it was already miraculous enough that the Black Mountain, which was thousands of meters high, was reduced to a size of tens of meters. And being able to link the Black Mountain with the elixir of immortality and put his ideas into practice, Mr. Liao was also a strange man. Although I don't like him, it doesn't stop me from admiring him.
We returned to the Five Elements Taoist Temple, and Grandpa Shi exhaled a breath of white smoke, which wrapped up the old Taoist's body. According to him, this breath can keep the old Taoist's body from decaying for decades. Of course, if I can't bring the old Taoist's soul back this time, then what does it matter if the body doesn't decay for a hundred or a thousand years?
The beautiful girl moved a stool, held her chin, and sat there blankly, not willing to leave. By now, I think the gap between her and the old Taoist should have been completely resolved.
After experiencing so many lives and deaths, no matter how great the hatred is, it will disappear .
Apart from that, the most difficult one to deal with is Mr. Jiao.
The dragon-snake body it transformed into was a hundred meters long, and coiled up like a small mountain. The Five Elements Taoist Temple was not small, but it could not accommodate it.
There was no choice but to put it on the platform at the top of the mountain.
I told Grandpa Shi about the strange situation in Jiao Ye's body. Grandpa Shi thought about it for a while, and finally said with certainty that Jiao Ye's condition could not be considered as degeneration, but only a kind of mutation.
The erosion of the immortal power caused some of its dragon-like things to be swallowed up, so it looked like it had degenerated. But in fact, where it was swallowed up, something that belonged to the immortal appeared. The combination of immortals and dragons has never been heard of since ancient times. So Grandpa Shi could only see the essence of the problem, but could not solve it.
He agreed with the two methods mentioned by the Taoist priest: either become an immortal or turn into a dragon; he had to choose an extreme way.
This is very confusing. I was too lazy to think about it before Mr. Jiao woke up.
The little boy was drooling all the time and wandering around Jiao Ye, which made me furious. If it wasn't for the fact that the beautiful girl liked him, I would have slapped him away. He was like a pervert all day long. What was he looking at? He had never seen a dragon before, and he had never seen a dragon without clothes!
If I had known, I should have brought Frog Girl back. If you look at me again, I’ll poke you blind!
But then again, Tiansheng's delicate and pretty face made me feel more and more familiar. This feeling became stronger after I came back from Kunlun. I always felt that he overlapped with a face in my mind, but I could never figure out who it was.
And the next week, I lived an extremely fulfilling life. I was so tired every day that I didn’t have time to think about whose face that was.
Grandpa Shi's so-called training was to let me perform the Eight Ropes Method every day. When my Dao power was used up, I would start practicing again. When my Dao power was full, I would use it up again. This cycle was repeated back and forth, and it was simply the cruelest torture in the world.
Moreover, every time Grandpa Shi performed his Taoist magic, he would always create various unexpected situations.
There were things like stones being thrown, the ground suddenly sinking under my feet, being knocked flying, or being hit suddenly. He also stipulated that no matter what situation I encountered, I must use Taoist magic to solve the problem as soon as possible. If I didn't, he would kick me. Grandpa Shi's kick was like an iron rod. My butt has never been swollen since the first day.
What’s even more outrageous is that one day when I was sleeping, I suddenly felt like I was falling.
When I opened my eyes, I found that I was almost at the foot of the mountain.
Grandpa Shi actually threw me down the mountain while I was sleeping!
Are you kidding me? Even if I was picked up from a garbage dump, this is not right. This is murder! Murder!
But according to Grandpa Shi, he was observing my subconscious reaction to see if I had completely integrated the Taoism into my subconscious mind.
Very speechless...
Fortunately , these days only lasted for a week.
Soon, a week passed.
Touching my swollen butt, I limped and waved goodbye to the little beauty and Mr. Jiao with tears in my eyes. Mr. Jiao hadn't woken up yet, and the little beauty waved at me impatiently: Go to the underworld! Go!
Grandpa Shi also looked at me with a smile and said: Go, I will make you something delicious when I come back!
I'm going to hell after having a good meal. You're asking me to die! Are you still my Grandpa Shi?
I said it, and I did it. Through the door, I seemed to see the old Taoist wrapped in white smoke. Alas... I sighed, pointed at the void with one hand, and chanted softly: Chengtian! Qi!
