The next two chapters, account for more things, is to the previous dozens of chapters of all the ambush, to make a summary, you can look at a slow diǎn.
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Another ten days passed, but Zhang Ruochen still didn’t wake up.
Instead, because of the massive loss of blood, his face became very pale, and the skin of his entire body was covered in a layer of dead grey.
Inside Zhang Ruochen’s body, his life force was rapidly draining away, and he would die at any time.
For ten days, the old monk never appeared again.
Only Mu Lingxi was the only one who had been guarding his side, holding his hands tightly and injecting the holy qi in his body into his body in a continuous stream.
At this moment, Mu Lingshi was also lying on the ground due to the massive loss of Holy Qi, her pretty face, even paler than Zhang Ruochen’s, appeared quite weak.
However, Mu Lingshi did not let go of her hand, once she did, she was afraid that Zhang Ruochen would die completely and never wake up again.
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The other direction of the volcano.
The old monk sat cross-legged on the ground, and outside of his originally plain Buddhist robes, he was draped in a golden light Wanbao robe, his entire body had a golden Buddhist Qi flowing through it, and his hands were raised above his head dǐng, palms facing upwards.
In the sky above, a blood insect exploded and turned into blood mist, coalescing into two blood pillars that penetrated down from the clouds, connecting with his palms.
As he continued to absorb the blood qi, into his body, his parched body, propped up, and finally fully recovered to a full state.
“Boom boom.”
Above the sky, a blood insect fell down and piled up into a large area, all of which turned into dried up corpses.
The Heart Art Buddhist Master, wearing spotless white Buddhist clothes, stood in front of the old monk, his hands clasped together and bowed in a bow, “Has the master’s cultivation recovered?”
The old monk looked at his broad palms, diǎn diǎn his head, stood up, and laughed, “Those blood worms, at least, have absorbed the blood of a hundred half saints. Now, all of their blood, converging on Master’s body, has allowed Master to recover to his prime.”
“Next, you can start collecting the divine corpses with all your might, as long as you refine the divine corpses, into battle corpses, even if it’s Empress Chi Yao, what is there to fear?”
The gaze of the Heart Art Buddhist Master stared towards Zhang Ruochen in the distance, saying, “Zhang Ruochen killed several Half-Saints of our Sect, so why does Master still want to help him cultivate the Five Elements Chaotic Body?”
The old monk twisted his gaze towards Zhang Ruochen, who was immersed in the magma, and revealed a wistful smile, “If it wasn’t for this son appearing just in time to help the Master and repel the Divine Primordial Ghost King. I’m afraid that Master wouldn’t have waited for you to arrive and would have already died here.”
The Heart Art Buddhist Master hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said with fear and trepidation, “My disciple received the Master’s holy intention and immediately led the experts in the sect to rush to the netherworld to rescue him. Only, halfway there, I encountered a Ghost King, and while fighting with her, disciple suffered a heavy blow, so I came a step late, please be clear about it, Master.”
“Get up quickly, Master has no intention of blaming you.”
The old monk smiled kindly and helped the Heart Art Buddhist Master up, saying, “No matter how you say it, the Master does owe Zhang Ruochen a huge favour, if he doesn’t return the favour to him, the Heart of the Holy Dao will be flawed, and in that case, he will never be able to take that final step.”
He added, “Of course, if he himself can’t make it through this hurdle and dies here, in the future, the poor monk will not have to return his favour.”
The Heart Art Buddhist Master finally somewhat understood the intention of his master in doing so.
If, however, Zhang Ruochen had cultivated into the Five Elements Chaotic Body and pulled through, then the Master Teacher would be considered to have repaid his own favour, and his own Sacred Dao Heart had reached a state of perfection.
If Zhang Ruochen didn’t make it through and died inside the magma ocean, the Master Teacher’s heart wouldn’t have any regrets, and there would be no need to return his favour.
“If this son doesn’t die, he will surely become a great enemy of our sect in the future.”The Heart Art Buddhist Master said solemnly.
The old monk said meaningfully, “Not necessarily, if, he grows up, the person who will have the most headache is by no means us.”
“Is Master referring to that Empress Lord of the Central Imperial City?”The Heart Art Buddhist Master said with a clear understanding.
The old monk said, “What a lofty figure that empress-sama is, she definitely wouldn’t order his capture for no reason, unless, this son’s existence can threaten her throne, or even her life. Since this is the case, the poor monk is certainly going to help him.”
The Mind Trick Buddhist Master stared at Zhang Ruochen’s body and said, “However, it seems to me that he won’t be able to survive this hurdle …… eek ……”
Before the Heart Art Buddhist Master’s words, had completely fallen, a faint five-coloured glow was emitted from the magma ocean.
Moreover, the light became more and more intense, enveloping the greater half of the volcano.
Originally, the vitality within Zhang Ruochen’s body, which was already quite weak, became stronger and stronger at this moment, as if his flesh had turned into a multicoloured divine stone, emitting black, white, gold, cyan, and crimson light.
The entire heaven and earth, became chaotic, as if it was returning to the beginning of the world’s birth.
The old monk’s gaze, fixed on Zhang Ruochen’s body, also revealed an unbelievable expression as he said, ”This son’s willpower is truly amazing, to the extent that it really allowed him to pull through and cultivate the Five Elements Chaotic Body successfully. His natural talent is considered to be the first person in the Kunlun Realm after the Middle Ages.”
“Boom!”
Zhang Ruochen flew up from the magma, transforming into a multicoloured stream of light that shot up into the sky, traced an arc, and made a downward dash, landing on the ground and standing not far from the old monk and the Heart Art Buddhist Master.
Although, earlier, he had been in a comatose state, his mental energy was still quite active, and thus heard the dialogue between the old monk and the Heart Art Buddhist Master.
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes, radiating a multicoloured chaotic light, stared at the old monk’s body as he laughed mockingly, “So, senior then turns out to be the sect leader of the Deadly Zen Sect, the famous Deadly Zen Old Ancestor.”
The old monk smiled faintly, “It is precisely the poor monk.”
Afterwards, the old monk added: “Congratulations to the monk for cultivating the Five Elements Chaotic Body, from now on, no cultivator of the same realm will ever be a one-move match for you.”
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, fixed on the bloodworm corpses on the ground, instantly thought of those Half-Saints in the Ghost God Valley who were devoured by the bloodworms, his pupils shrank, and he said in a deep voice, “So it’s you who bred these bloodworms.”
The old monk immediately shook his head and said, “No, these blood worms, which are corpse worms bred from divine corpses, were originally beings in the Ghost God Valley. The poor monk only used the Deadly Zen Buddhist Dharma to drive them to do something, that’s all.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “Driving them to suck the blood of the people? And then, using that blood again, restore your own power.”
The old monk appeared calm and said, “Human nature is greedy, if they weren’t greedy for the so-called Resurrection of the Dead Pill, how would they come to the Ghost God Valley one after another.”
Zhang Ruochen snorted coldly, “So the rumour about the Pill to Raise the Dead was spread by the Deadly Zen Sect, which was to lure the crowd to the Ghost God Valley to die.”
The old monk shook his head once again and said, “The monk’s thoughts are too narrow-minded, why can’t you look at the problem optimistically? To put it another way, the poor monk is actually saving himself by doing this. If, for example, they were not lured to the Ghost God Valley and their blood was not absorbed, then the person who would end up dying would definitely be the poor monk. Right?”
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath, calming the anger in his heart and calming down as he said, “I’m very curious to know the cause and effect of the whole thing.”
The old monk did appear to be patient, not slowing down and saying, “A year ago, in order to search for the power to fight against Empress Chi Yao, the poor monk, alone, came to the netherworld to search for the divine corpse that was killed by Empress Thousand Bones back then.”
“The poor monk kept looking for the Ghost God Valley, and at that time, he happened to meet the Divine Primordial Ghost King who was preparing to cross the seventh Ghost Tribulation.”
“If, however, the Divine Primordial Ghost King passes through the seventh Ghost Tribulation, the ghost body will be able to merge with the divine corpse and become a lawless Supreme Ghost Emperor.”
“Thus, this battle is inevitable.”
“However, the netherworld is not like the Kunlun Realm, there is no heaven and earth aura to mobilise here, nor can it make up for the depletion of the holy qi in one’s own body. As the battle continues, the power of the poor monk, is getting weaker and weaker.”
“Plus, the Ghost God Valley is the land of the Divine Primordial Ghost King, who is able to borrow the divine power from the body of a divine corpse to exert even more power.”?”With this and that, this battle was naturally quite unfavourable for the Poor Monk. Although, in the end, the poor monk was able to suppress him, he allowed himself to be trapped here as well, unable to get out.”
“If the stalemate continues, the person who dies in the end will definitely be the Poor Monk. Naturally, the poor monk is not willing to sit and wait for death, so he can only do his best to save himself.”
“The first step, of course, is to open up the passageway between the Yin and Yang realms, only when the passageway is opened, and the undead of the netherworld enter the Kunlun realm on a large scale, those living beings in the Kunlun realm will dare to enter the netherworld with confidence and boldness and come to the Valley of the Demons and Gods.”
“Therefore, the poor monk pulled out the Void Sword that the Thousand Bone Empress had suppressed on top of the divine corpse, and using the Death Zen Buddhist Dharma, he controlled an Impermanent to bring the Void Sword out of the netherworld.”
“When the Void Sword left the netherworld, the seal between the Yin and Yang realms began to loosen, and in the end, disappeared completely.”?”The second step, of course, was to have the congregation of the Deadly Zen Sect, spread the rumour of the Pill to Raise the Dead, leading the crowd here.”
“This is a crucial step, without their blood, even if the Poor Monk defeats the Divine Primordial Ghost King, there’s no way for him to continue collecting the Divine Corpses.”
Zhang Ruochen was already trying to control his emotions, but he still couldn’t control the anger in his heart as he said, “That’s why it was you who personally opened the passageway between the Yin and Yang Realms, and placed hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers and ghosts, into the Kunlun Realm. Do you know how much of a disaster doing so will cause?”
On the old monk’s face, there was still a smile, saying, “Why do you need to be so angry? In fact, even if the poor monk doesn’t pull out the Void Sword, when the Divine Primordial Ghost King crosses the seventh Ghost Tribulation, he will still be able to pull out the Void Sword and open the passage between the Yin and Yang Realms. In either case, the outcome was already predetermined long ago.”
“A hundred thousand years have passed, and the seal left behind by the Thousand Bones Empress was already very fragile.”
“Zhang Ruochen, this is the general trend, it is not something that you can resist, nor is it something that the Poor Monk can resist.”
“It’s just that with the strength of the Poor Monk, he was able to push the general trend, a little faster, and make it make some changes in his favour.”
“You, on the other hand, are too weak, and in front of the great momentum, it is like a drop of water in a great river, and can only be impacted by the great momentum to flow downstream, and cannot change anything at all.”
“Power, no matter where or when, only by having absolutely strong power can you do something meaningful. Otherwise, any great truths you utter will only be spoken to yourself.”
With a passing thought, Zhang Ruochen finally understood the cause and effect of everything.
The Deadly Zen Old Ancestor was indeed a selfish person, sacrificing the lives of millions of humans for his own. However, from his point of view, yet he hadn’t done anything wrong either.
A human being cannot wait to die.
