Chapter 156: The Seven Treasures Pool and the Seven Vessels!

What is Líuli Jìngshuǐ? And what is its connection to the Eight Defining Waters?

Lin Mo asked, puzzled.

The little girl seemed still immersed in the earlier shock, continuing:

The Eight Defining Waters are also called the Eight Virtuous Waters, and because of their clarity and brilliance, they are known as Líuli Jìngshuǐ.

"Records of it come from an ancient Buddhist scripture, which states that this water originates from the distant Western Pure Land, known as the Seven Treasures Pool..."

A series of sharp cracks echoed from the bodies of Daino Ryūji and Li Haiyang; Daino Ryūji's wing was struck multiple times by Li Haiyang's machine gun, while Li Haiyang's body now bore several bullet holes.

"You really are surnamed Jin?" Master Du seemed too excited to believe what he was seeing.

I didn't know exactly why Xie Fangzhi had summoned me today, nor did I dare to broach the topic prematurely, but I knew she had called me because of Zhou Yaze.

The Death's Breath, a blade qi brimming with death and destruction, pierced into Xuanwu's body, ruthlessly tearing through his flesh; Xu Wen merged with his blade, unleashing his full strength from the first strike.

But considering his indifference, if I truly obeyed like that, he might just think I'm some groveling lackey, never even feeling the slightest pressure.

Shangguan Ji clenched his fist silently; now, all Six Realms were hunting him—no one would tolerate a false god. His future was doomed to misery, and only Penglai could aid him, yet if Feng Nieyang learned the true cause of Feng Liancheng's death, even Changle's final escape route would vanish.

Watching Wu Weiyang kneel in the center of the star array, laughing with an eerie, ethereal calm, her jet-black hair grew wildly, and intricate dark floral patterns soon crawled across her entire face, slowly covering her delicate pale features, rendering them ghastly and terrifying.

The police officer finally closed the door, leaving the space of freedom to Jin Faguang and Song Ling'er.

"Ye Zang, what's wrong?" Naruto asked curiously. Ye Zang turned his head, shook his hand at Naruto, indicating he was fine.

Zhao Bingyan spoke these words with great difficulty; her short sentence was halting, broken several times. She stole a glance at me, and her expression grew increasingly uneasy.

I was completely carried back on Xiaoxia's back—drunk and utterly exhausted—I slept straight through until the rooster crowed.

He paused here, presumably waiting for Wang Shitai's reaction, but Wang Shitai said nothing further.

A cold voice issued from the black-robed elder's mouth; his eyes were icy, as if ready to strike at any moment. Sensing the terrifying force of cosmic laws emanating from him, the disciples of Haotian Sect all slightly narrowed their eyes.

Lou Yi was struck by immense force and flung backward, but to his frustration, the shadow he had tucked into his arms gripped his arm tightly, its grip far stronger than he had imagined.

"Ye Feng, how about we spend the night in this cave?" After filling their stomachs, Zhang Kexin said slowly.

You must master all wilderness survival skills—the eighteen weapons: knives, spears, swords, axes, halberds, hooks, forks—you name it! Since I didn't have the Void-Cutting Sword on me, I had to improvise weapons, and after weighing all options, Xingyi Quan became my top choice.

If it's just a cold, it's slightly better; if it's severe, symptoms aren't too bad right after waking in the morning—we might use that window to push further out of the Qinling, or even enter the Yin Realm and have its people arrange for medicine.

Because. Their demon clan, like the Suiyu clan, is likewise despised and abandoned by the Nine Heavens. They have no retreat—there simply is no path left for them.

They boasted themselves as heavenly prodigies, human elites, convinced they had strong backing—but until just now, they realized the gap between themselves and Guan Yutong, a true heavenly prodigy.