Chapter 73: Meeting a Turtle Monk and Obtaining the Rainbow Gauze【4k】

The waves were like fury, the mountain peaks like a gathering.

Above the clouds, Jinghuan boredly flicked at the wisps of cloud and mist around her, condensing them into rings of light that spun and then dissipated.

She sighed and said, "Young Master, haven't you chosen yet? Why don't we just establish our residence and start our business right here on Yushu Mountain~"

Fang Longye, who was shaking his head while looking at a Demon Clan mountain one hundred thousand miles away, turned his head and said crossly, "I think you're just being lazy. You've only had a few good days, and you're already this unwilling to exert yourself?"

"Young Master is right. When we first left the Yaofang, you were the one complaining about not having a carriage to travel in. What, do you want me to continue driving a carriage to carry you?"

After practicing cultivation with Fang Longye, Qingli had recovered her clever and charming personality, effectively shaking off the influence that the Sword Immortal Origin Pill had on her.

Jinghuan stuck out her tongue and defended herself, "We could bring that vixen Hu Qiuyue along too. Wouldn't you be tempted to have her drive the carriage for you?"

Qingli thought about the scene Jinghuan described and couldn't help but be amused, "What you say seems to have some merit~"

In truth, she understood that unlike their previous travels with a set destination, a carriage was only suitable for those.

This time they were selecting a location to establish a Cave Abode, and without a clear destination, a carriage was indeed inappropriate.

Not only was it not as fast as riding the clouds and mist, but it was also too conspicuous, far less convenient than their current method.

"Let's go. That Demon Clan mountain's location is suitable, but it's too small; it's only the residence of a Yuan Immortal demon king. If we really wanted to run it, the effort required would be too great. Let's look at another place~" Fang Longye ignored the conversation between the two women and spoke immediately.

Just as he was about to take the two women to check out a True Immortal demon king's residence, he saw golden and blue light flashing in the southwest, with Aura surging.

"Young Master, it seems someone is fighting." Qingli also looked in the direction of his gaze and spoke with certainty.

"Interesting~" Unlike Qingli, who only judged based on the Aura, he, possessing the Clairvoyance and Clairaudience divine ability, saw the scene in the distance clearly.

He saw a Yuan Immortal turtle demon fighting incessantly with a True Immortal monk, heading in his direction all the way.

"Bah, you bald thief! It's a waste that you are of the same clan as me. After submitting to the Brahma gate, you put on a dog's skin and don't even know who you are anymore?"

"Why must the benefactor be angry? This little monk was merely missing an ingredient for a secret cultivation technique. As long as the benefactor is willing to offer up your own Turtle Shell, I will not pursue the matter of your previous theft. If you convert to my Buddhist faith, you will surely attain the right fruit in the future~"

The monk who was chasing him closely was draped in a magnificent monk's robe, adorned with pearls, agate, turquoise, and so on, shimmering with brilliant light and rich Buddhist light.

There was a cinnabar dot between his brows, his appearance was handsome, and a Wooden Fish floated above, below, to the left, and to the right, emitting the lotus fragrance of Buddhist principles, striking toward the turtle demon in front from time to time.

"To hell with your right fruit! Are you like me, acting as a dog for others? If you want a Turtle Shell, don't you have one? Oh, I understand now. Could it be that you handed over your own Turtle Shell, begged them to take you as a dog, and that's how you put on this dog's skin?"

Although the turtle demon's escape technique was not refined, he relied on a treasure protecting his body. Despite being attacked frequently, he was not harmed in the slightest, and instead, he was in the mood to mock the monk behind him.

When the monk heard this, he did not show anger on his face, but the attacks from his hands became a few points heavier. Yet, they were casually dissolved by a layer of light gauze, like smoke and mist, covering the turtle demon.

Along the way, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked; with the two, a turtle and a monk, fighting, the places they passed were left in ruins.

In this territory, there were no True Immortal-level demon kings entrenched, so the surrounding Demon Clan could only dodge. Those who could not dodge in time were directly annihilated on the spot by the aftermath of the two's struggle.

During the chase and flight, before long, this turtle and monk had already arrived ten thousand miles away.

Being of the turtle clan, his eyes were sharp and bright. As his primordial spirit probed forward, although he could not see the two powerhouses among the True Immortals, Fang Longye and Qingli.

But Jinghuan, who had not yet ascended to Yuan Immortal, was reflected in the turtle demon's primordial spirit's perception, and he noticed Jinghuan's respectful standing posture and the Dragon Qi stained on her body.

The turtle demon's mind shifted, and he understood that there was a member of the Dragon Clan nearby, only he himself could not perceive it. He immediately shouted, "Grandpa Dragon King, save me!"

And the monk not far behind him was, after all, at the True Immortal Realm. Although he could not see clearly either, he activated a Buddhist treasure within his primordial spirit, and instantly it became clear and thorough.

Fang Longye and Qingli, who had not deliberately concealed themselves, appeared in his primordial spirit's perception.

He immediately withdrew the Wooden Fish and said loudly, "Greetings to this Highness. This turtle demon stole a rare Lotus Seed of mine. I hope Your Highness will grant a convenience."

Although his words were polite, he was already on high alert inside.

Although he could not see through that Dragon Clan Highness, the sword-wielding maidservant standing beside him alone made his heart and mind highly alarmed.

A distance of ten thousand miles was, for the current Fang Longye, reached in an instant.

As this turtle and monk finally noticed him, Fang Longye immediately took a step forward, bringing Qingli and Jinghuan to a spot not far in front of the two, and lowered his cloud head.

It was not some "shrinking the ground to an inch" technique, but purely because the speed of riding the clouds and mist was too fast. Sun Wukong could travel one hundred and eight thousand miles in a single somersault! As a flood dragon naturally in harmony with clouds and water, this speed was nothing strange for Fang Longye.

"Grandpa, this little one has finally waited for a savior. This little one really didn't have a greedy mouth; it was purely this bald thief framing me. You don't know, this bald thief even wanted to peel off my turtle shell to make a Magical Treasure! Wuwuwu~"

This turtle demon felt a joy in his heart when he saw Fang Longye and his group. He had originally thought it was a Dragon King on the scene, but he didn't expect that at a glance, it was just a young Dragon Prince who had not yet seen much of the world.

A Dragon Prince is good! A Dragon Prince is young and more prone to getting hot-headed, unlike those Dragon Kings who have experienced the world and are not easy to fool~

He immediately knelt down, crawled to Fang Longye's feet, hugged his left leg, and cried and complained with snot and tears.

Little did he know that before he could distort the facts and fabricate a few words about this monk's wild talk against the Dragon Clan, he heard this Highness give a shout: "Noisy!"

Before he could pay attention, he was kicked away. He couldn't help but reveal his original form, and a phantom of a Five-Colored Treasure Tree with pearly flowers and colorful beauty grew on his back, tightly suppressing him so he could not move.

Just as he was about to struggle, a sense of crisis came over him. Looking again at this five-colored, misty treasure tree, the pearly flowers bloomed; it turned out they were all light needles of five colors gathered together.

He immediately stopped his movements and only begged for mercy with his mouth: "Your Highness, this little one's words are all true! Your Highness~"

"Is Your Highness afraid of this bald thief!"

"You really have a cheap mouth and talk too much~" Qingli said amusedly, sword Qi lingering, like a soft needle wrapping around a finger, directly sealing the turtle demon's mouth completely.

Knowing Fang Longye's temperament, she knew he hated such people who talked too much and were not honest.

Just like this turtle demon, calling him "Grandpa" every other word, "savior" every other word, and even having to add a line of provocation when begging for mercy. Being crafty and slippery, that is exactly what it describes.

Trying to be clever~

"Your Highness's Five Elements Divine Ability is indeed exquisite and peerless. The Great Bright King Bodhisattva would surely feel joy upon seeing it. It seems Your Highness truly has an affinity with my Buddhist faith!"

Seeing Fang Longye act this way, the monk immediately relaxed and offered a round of flattery.

"Heh~ As for the Great Bright King Bodhisattva, I have naturally long admired his great name. Having an affinity with the Buddhist faith, there is indeed some connection. However, I think it should be entirely an evil affinity~" Fang Longye chuckled upon hearing this.

The monk's heart sank instantly.

"Enough, you bald donkey~ You don't need to use the Buddhist faith to pressure me in your words. Not to mention that this is Beiju Luzhou, and not to mention that I really don't care about forming this little grudge with the Buddhist faith. Just speaking of your own mottled Buddhist power, are you even worthy of representing the Buddhist faith?" Although the monk used a body full of Buddhist treasures to try his best to disguise himself as a high-ranking, virtuous monk, with his divine ability, he could see through the truth of this bald donkey at a glance.

Fang Longye waved his hand impatiently and said, "I won't bully you. You have a fight with my subordinate Qingli. If you can win, I will let you leave."

"Your Highness, is what you said true?"

"Even if I were deceiving you, so what? Do you think your little bit of strength can be seen in my eyes?"

"Good!"

The monk gritted his teeth, came to the opposite side of Qingli who had already stepped out, and bowed: "Please, Fairy, give me your guidance~"

Qingli nodded, leaped into the air, and stood on a cloud, holding her sword in wait.

The monk also knew that more talk was useless, so he immediately summoned a Lotus Throne to hang in the air, sat cross-legged upon it, his expression solemn, as if a Buddha had descended upon him.

Above his head, a Wooden Fish and a string of Prayer Beads radiated brilliant light. The golden and silver radiance intertwined, forming banners and canopies that spun incessantly, accompanied by Brahma sounds and Buddhist chanting.

A deep and terrifying Aura emerged.

This Aura was upright and bright; within the faint glimmer, one could see treasures, Sun and Moon Pearls, agate stones, and so on, flowing with brilliant colors, the Buddhist charm profound.

Qingli did not strike first; she understood her young master's intention, which was to use this monk to hone her cultivation. Otherwise, with the two of them joining forces, they could have captured this monk in the flip of a palm.

A moment later, the monk's momentum suddenly stalled and withered. This left Qingli, who was waiting for him to make a move, feeling greatly puzzled.

"Bald donkey, stop playing tricks! This radius of one hundred thousand miles has been completely suppressed and sealed by me; don't tell me you don't have any decent escape techniques."

"Even for Great Divine Abilities like Flying Body Tracing or Deep Abyss Earth Shrinking, with your cultivation, it would be difficult to escape from under my nose."

Fang Longye's clear, laughing voice came through.

This made Qingli suddenly realize the truth, but then she glared angrily at the monk before her.

The monk sighed, thinking to himself that it was truly a run of bad luck.

He had finally managed to take advantage of Duo Mumu Bodhisattva going out to listen to Huanxi Fo preach, stealing his Spirit Treasure scriptures and fleeing to Beiju Luzhou.

Not long after arriving, he was first robbed of a Lotus Seed Spiritual Fruit by a turtle demon, and then forcibly imprisoned by this evil dragon, who forced him to fight his maidservant like a cockfight or a performing monkey.

He had a mind to fight to the death, but after looking at the evil dragon below, who had conjured a Vine Chair to lie on while receiving a massage from his maidservant, looking completely relaxed and at ease, he immediately extinguished that thought.

The gap in strength was too great; even if he burned everything, it would be nothing more than a moth flying into a flame.

Although he knew that the Dragon Prince's promise to let him go was likely just empty words, he still treated it as his last straw.

Seeing that Qingli did not attack, he immediately took out a medicinal pill and swallowed it to refine it.

His injuries recovered, and his momentum grew even stronger.

He suddenly stood up and pointed a finger, and the sound of great bells and drums resonated throughout the sky. Swastika symbols appeared out of thin air, golden and brilliant, making one forget the mundane, and everything merged into the Wooden Fish.

With a 'Ding-dong' sound, the Wooden Fish shot out from above his head, hung over Qingli, and then turned gently, an incredible golden liquid permeating downwards, appearing substantial, covering a thousand miles around from top to bottom.

Wherever it reached—the mountains in the valleys, the pines on the mountains, the birds on the pines, the feathers on the birds—everything was shrouded in red gold, with Buddhist Curses appearing and vanishing, possessing a flavor of 'no-thought' that made one sink into it, unable to control oneself.

The sound of gold and stone clashing rang incessantly around Qingli.

*Clang—* A Qingming Frost Blade immediately left its sheath, and with a casual wave, a phantom of a divine sword that filled the sky and earth cut through the golden-liquid-like Buddhist light as if drawing a blade to sever water, charging straight at the Wooden Fish in the center.

Within the halo of the Wooden Fish, a phantom of a Buddha appeared, sitting and smiling, with kind eyebrows and pleasant eyes, dissipating the sword Qi that was about to strike the Wooden Fish.

The monk then threw out his Prayer Beads, bestowing a blessing upon the Wooden Fish.

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.

The golden liquid and bright light flowed endlessly, turning the thousand miles around Qingli into a glazed Buddhist land, the murmuring of Buddhist scriptures never ceasing, intending to convert Qingli into a sword-wielding Heavenly Maiden Mingfei before the Buddha.

Qingli's body was suffused with a halo, transforming into a space filled with sword shadows; sword mountains, sword rivers, every blade of grass and every tree were all manifestations of sword Qi and sword intent.

This was a pure collision of Dao and Dao. It was also a method of combat that Qingli had chosen on purpose.

She wanted to use this to hone her Dao heart and Dao thoughts, and also to catalyze the medicinal power of the pill formed from the origin of the Golden Immortal Realm within her body, constantly growing herself and polishing the principles she had realized.

While the battle raged above, Fang Longye, who was watching the battle leisurely from his Vine Chair below, also inquired about the origin of the turtle demon in his spare time.

This turtle demon was indeed not honest, stammering in its speech, so Fang Longye lost his patience and immediately used the Soul Searching Technique.

"I didn't expect that you, this creature, would actually dare to peek at the North Sea Seventh Princess bathing; you really have grown some skills for your turtle clan."

"Spare my life, Grandfather! This little one was just momentarily possessed by a ghost~"

"Enough, what kind of ghost possession lasts for three hundred years? You actually used such a good opportunity for this? Wouldn't it have been better to steal some treasures?"

This turtle demon was also fortunate; when it was in the Primordial Spirit Realm, it accidentally entered the Cave Abode of a Golden Immortal cultivator in the sea, received a legacy to become an immortal, and also obtained an exquisite Spirit Treasure.

The Phantom Neon Gauze, with twenty-eight layers of Post-Heaven Divine Prohibition, was created by collecting the nightmares of hundreds of millions of living beings, mixing them with mirage mist, cloud vapor, rosy light, rainbow light, twilight mist, mountain haze, and other ethereal things, then refining them with secret methods using illusory fire for forty-nine years, setting up the Great Void True Illusion Divine Restriction, and further blessing it with the Deluding God Great Method; it could hide one's form and conceal one's tracks, and transform into all things...

Below the Taiyi level, unless one possessed a Great Divine Ability like 'Seeing Through Walls', it was impossible to detect; it was truly a treasure coveted by those who are thieves and peeping toms.

This turtle demon was also bold, using its Origin Immortal cultivation to peek at the North Sea Seventh Princess bathing.

If it weren't for the fact that this Seventh Princess had achieved the Golden Immortal Realm and had been enfeoffed a sea area by the North Sea Dragon King to open an abode and reside there,

back at the North Sea Dragon Palace, it would have long been discovered by someone. Its Turtle Shell would have ended up in some cultivator's hands, refined into a Dharma Treasure~

How could it have waited until this North Sea Seventh Princess had successfully cultivated the Great Divine Ability of 'Seeing Through Walls' to be detected? Thinking of this turtle demon using such a Spirit Treasure to peek at people bathing, Fang Longye was full of anger. In his view, if it had used it to steal treasures, wouldn't all those treasures be his now?

"Hand it over! What? Are you waiting for me to kill the demon and take the treasure? Although this Spirit Treasure is exquisite, in terms of grade, it has already entered the ranks of Superior Spiritual Treasure, but its defensive power is nothing to write home about."

"What, are you betting that I am like that bald donkey above, unable to break through your turtle's heavy defenses?"

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!" The turtle demon, revealing its hundred-foot demon body, lowered its head, its pleas for mercy constant~

"Your Highness, I have already released this Spirit Treasure, please spare my life!"

First chapter of the day~ (End of this chapter)