Chapter 967

Chi Fenruo gazed at the scene in the church where ten thousand people merged into one, announcing the conception.

Beside him, the old Daoist Tongshen, who was holding a horsetail whisk made of human hair, had his pupils constricted.

"What a bizarre Great Dao, what an evil Dao Fruit!"

The old Daoist Tongshen exhaled deeply, a trembling sound issuing from his chest.

Chi Fenruo smiled: "See that? This is the Great Dao of the Star Lords; the twelve Star Lords of this world are all such existences. The Dao Lords are no longer human, and the goal of our Tai Sui Alliance is to rank among them and become the thirteenth Star Lord."

"If the Holy Son can achieve the Dao Fruit, he should also be a Star Lord." The old Daoist Tongshen asked suspiciously: "Why does the alliance not plot for this Dao Fruit, but instead..."

"The Dao Fruit is the manifestation of a cultivator's own Great Dao; it is always sought within oneself. Seeking it externally only makes one a puppet of someone else's Great Dao. It was only after the Dao Ancestor opened the Taiyi Great Dao that cultivators achieved Dao Fruits, distorting the Great Dao with their own will. And in order to conform to the Great Dao, distorting one's own will..."

The old Daoist Tongshen asked nervously: "What will happen?"

"You will become a 'God'!"

Chi Fenruo shrugged, looking at the old Daoist Tongshen with a wicked smile: "You don't really think you'll become a puppet, do you? The Dao Fruit is a supreme object, a peerless treasure. Even if it is not one's own, it is still a manifestation of the Great Dao of heaven and earth. Once obtained, one becomes an immortal god."

"Before Taishang opened the heavens, there were no immortals in the world, nor Dao Lords, only gods!"

Watching the old Daoist Tongshen's eyes turn red with jealousy, Chi Fenruo flicked his sleeves and left.

"So, regardless of whether that Profound Truth Sect Master is a reincarnator or a local native!"

"In the face of the true big picture, it is insignificant. At the end of this era, at least seven Dao Fruits are competing to be achieved. What follows will be the plot of the Saints of Yu Yu Changsheng! It is not easy for the Profound Truth Sect to suppress this Zhigu mouth with the strength of one person, let alone the capital? The world?"

"What you need to consider now is not the Profound Truth Sect, but to seize the Five Officials path as quickly as possible, take that step, and become a chess player."

"Only in this way can I, the true chess player, hide perfectly behind you and wait for the opportunity!"

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At the Medicine King Temple, the reincarnator Yang Qin had a grim expression. He looked at the old man smoking a dry pipe in front of him and whispered: "Captain, do we really have to do this?"

"I don't think now is the time to fall out with the Profound Truth Sect! The Profound Truth Sect Master is mysterious and unfathomable; if I stay inside, I can still probe his bottom..."

The old man tapped his pipe and smiled: "Now is the time, and the True Immortal has ordered that the water in Zhigu mouth is not muddy enough, and we need to push it again!"

As he spoke, he exhaled a wisp of smoke and waved his sleeves. Between the waving of his large sleeves, that wisp of smoke grew larger and larger.

Finally, it turned into rolling clouds and smoke in his sleeves. As the old man opened his hands, the vast fog spread rapidly, and in a short while, it enveloped the entire Yang Liuqing Town.

Like the thick fog of early morning, one could not see one's fingers.

After the old man finished conjuring the clouds and fog, he gasped twice, then took another puff of his dry pipe. This time, the smoke turned three times in his lungs, turning into colorful smoke, carrying miasma and deadly poison, and drifted silently toward the Medicine King Temple.

Seeing the old man's actions, Yang Qin's face became even uglier.

The seductive woman beside him saw this, her eyes turned, and she leaned toward the old man, letting him touch her chest hard twice before smiling and saying: "Captain, your smoke cultivation is getting higher and higher! This smoke is an unranked tradition among the left-path cultivators, but in the boss's hands, it is showing more and more skill and supernatural power."

The old man smiled: "You are still the one who knows how to talk."

Yang Qin saw that neither of them cared about his attitude, so he had to make one last effort: "Boss, I don't think the Profound Truth Sect Master is necessarily not a person of longevity. That Black Tai Sui is an extraordinary thing even in the alliance. To fall out with the Profound Truth Sect so hastily, unless the True Immortal in the alliance really stands out, we have no backing. But the True Immortal does not show his face or appear, and just one sentence makes us fall out with the Profound Truth Sect. What if that Profound Truth Sect Master is really..."

"What 'what if'?" The seductive Yu Meiren smiled: "Fall out? So what if we fall out? The Profound Truth Sect Master, as you said, is in the Fifth Realm, which is only the Nascent Soul realm, a figure in the Yin Spirit stage. The Saints of Yu Yu Changsheng in this world are only Yang Spirits. And what realm is the True Immortal in the alliance?"

"Below the Primordial Spirit, all are ants."

"That Profound Truth Sect Master is just a slightly larger ant! Why, do you still want to defy the True Immortal Heavenly Demon in the alliance for this?"

"Our Tai Sui Alliance has twelve True Immortals. In the alliance, this world is just a mine that produces precious resources!"

Yu Meiren said meaningfully: "I think you are not afraid that the Profound Truth Sect Master is unexpected, but afraid of the Black Tai Sui in your body."

Yang Qin was so angry that his face turned green, and he said coldly: "I went to the Profound Truth Sect for the sake of the team. Even if I have concerns, shouldn't I?"

The old man exhaled a puff of smoke, which turned into a cloud crane, shuttling among the few people.

"Alright! Don't hurt the harmony within the team."

After saying this, the cloud crane turned into a flying sword and shuttled through. No one dared to say another word. The old man nodded with satisfaction and said to Yang Qin: "As for the Black Tai Sui, the True Immortal will naturally help you lift the restriction. We have the True Immortal supporting us. What are you afraid of from a left-path, evil sect in a mere plot world?"

"With one talisman from the True Immortal, even a true insect will be driven out for you!"

Yang Qin had to nod, took the knife handed by Yu Meiren, and stepped into the Medicine King Temple.

The merman lay quietly in the side hall, with several miraculous organs temporarily raised on it, nourished by the water vapor and the evil power of longevity on the merman. Dou Dabiebao looked at the foreigners discussing heatedly around the merman and secretly said to Fairy Bei: "Master, look at those foreigners, they are ill-intentioned! My eyeballs and your tongue are treasures, and the Insect King's ears are also likely taken by those two insects. They are also hidden inside."

"I suspect they are gathering the five sense organs!"

"They don't really want to gather an alternative path of longevity, do they?"

Fairy Bei had just had her tongue treated by the foreigners. She wanted to make dishes comparable to the Profound Truth Sect Master's immortal meat, so she had to cure her tongue. According to Dou Dabiebao, the foreigners' method of treating diseases was also evil. They didn't know where they got the medicine and applied it to the tongue.

Taste buds like small bumps squirmed and turned into things like meat buds, crawling down from Fairy Bei's tongue like ants.

That scene, Dou Dabiebao had also seen the world, but he couldn't help but feel cold behind his back.

If an ordinary person came over, they would definitely be scared to faint!

Fairy Bei now had no taste buds on her tongue and had to wait for them to grow back during the treatment tomorrow. She couldn't speak, just waved her hand, signaling Dou Dabiebao to worry too much.

Beside them, the owner of the Chong Long Yubi, a young scholar, was reading a book. Seeing Dou Dabiebao look over, he smiled and nodded in a friendly way.

This scholar suffered from "scent-smelling disease," was obsessed with fragrance, and would vomit until he was dizzy when he smelled a little stench, costing him half his life. Fortunately, he came from a wealthy background and was the only son of Yang Ban-cheng in Hebei. People said his father's land was as large as three counties, and the family's property occupied half the city.

He had plenty of money to support his scent-smelling.

Later, he didn't know how he provoked the Scent-Smelling Sect, which insisted on making him the Holy Son of their sect. Even Yang Ban-cheng could not provoke such an evil sect that started by rebelling, so he secretly sent him to Zhigu.

Now he also came for the reputation, and the Three Emperors Society cured his scent-smelling disease.

They took out a scent-greedy insect from his nose.

Now this scent-greedy insect is also hiding in the merman's nose!

After the Insect King's ears went deaf, he ran alone to the side hall on the right.

This hand, an exclamation...

Everyone in the Medicine King Temple raised their spirits. Dou Dabiebao took the lead and broke into the right side hall, only to see the Insect King lying there under the statue of the Yaksha Ghost King, his chest pierced by a knife, and he was dead!

His ears had become two bloody holes, and the ears and the cochlea inside had disappeared. Through the holes, one could see his brain.

The little novice monk beside him holding the vegetarian meal was scared out of his wits.

"Someone died!"

Dou Dabiebao and Physician Hua beside him looked at each other, both feeling that there was big trouble!

Among the foreigners discussing together, a tall yellow-haired doctor heard the news of the death and sneered at Xilin: "Dr. Xilin, you are a high-achieving student at Miskatonic University Medical School. Haven't you seen it yet? The Orientals are gathering the five sense organs, leading people carrying deformed and mutated organs here."

"I respect Truth Alchemy very much; it is the source of our Western Continent's occultism." Xilin emphasized: "But the Deformed Human Research Association and the Xenobiological Medical Association are heretics recognized by the Holy Church."

"Human body alchemy is even a forbidden alchemy!"

"You cannot perform the alchemy of a complete being here..."

The tall doctor turned to his colleagues and said: "We have all brought a part of mutated organs to the Eastern Continent. That ship transporting the evil god is the top surgical and research ship of the Western Medical Association. The Orientals have gathered four facial organs. You must know that this kind of perfect benign mutation is hard to come by."

"I heard that the Oriental doctors also hide a corpse with several supernatural organs."

"The Orientals have started killing!"

"I suggest we take out our supernatural organs and start our Frankenstein experiment!"

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Beside the South Canal case, a Daoist wearing glasses led his disciples to sell talismans.

Counting the money in his hand, the Daoist priest said excitedly: "Disciples, in two more days we will have enough money for the boat back! We will never come to this ghost place of Zhigu again! Alas! We lost the Corpse King, and I don't know how the Sect Master will blame us!"

The disciple beside him pulled his sleeve. The Daoist priest looked up and saw the White Lotus Saintess sitting in a small lotus sedan carried by four people, stopping in front and looking at him.

The Daoist priest was stiff all over, picked up the copper coin sword beside him, pointed at the White Lotus Saintess, and said tremblingly: "Demon... demoness, what do you want to do?"

"You robbed the Corpse King, I won't argue with you. Your White Lotus Sect causes trouble in the North, and we Maoshan save people in the South; we don't interfere with each other. I warn you! The White Lotus Sect also worships the Three Venerables of Creation, but the Daoist sect is the orthodox of the Three Venerables. If you kill us, the Ding Mother will definitely punish you."

"Orthodox?" The White Lotus Saintess smiled: "Daoist, your knowledge is still a bit poor. Whether it is your Daoist sect, Buddhist sect, Confucian sect, or the Holy Church of the Western Continent, the more orthodox it is, the less likely it is to achieve the Dao."

"In this world, only the left-path can prove the Great Dao!"

After saying that, without waiting for his answer, the White Lotus Sect lifted the sedan and left...

The Daoist priest wearing glasses put down the copper coin sword and sighed: "Do you think I don't know? Alas! On the road of the Dao, one Great Dao can only be achieved by one person. The orthodox Great Dao of the Three Venerables is naturally occupied by the Three Venerables! So we can only misinterpret the Three Venerables to seek to establish another Great Dao. Otherwise, why would our Maoshan study corpse-driving and ghost-driving so much?"

"But establishing another Great Dao is not so easy to achieve."

"It's better to seek longevity steadily..." The Daoist priest muttered: "Yu Yu Changsheng, longevity is the Great Dao!"