Chapter 550: Dao Soldier Pagoda, A Marvelous Sight Bestowing Rebirth

Beneath the Eight Directions Mountain, stone steles stand tall!

The gazes of many Grandmasters converged upon the forest of stone steles, finally gathering upon Li Yuan's stele!

Nineteen steps compared to ten thousand, the inferior compared to the superior — the gap between them was so vast that the Grandmasters below the mountain fell silent!

In the more than a month since entering the temple, over half the people had attempted the climb. The one who had reached the highest so far was Shen Shen Qisheng, who had climbed with a life-risking stance!

Many people secretly thought themselves stronger than Shen Shen Qisheng, but looking at the mountain path whose end could not be seen at a glance, almost none had any thought of climbing — they merely sat in stillness, feeling the surging vitality within their bodies!

"Bone age, bone age — a He Yi Jing cultivator has a lifespan of a thousand years; is a bone age of two hundred considered old?"

After a moment of silence, Shen Shen Qisheng opened his eyes. A flash of unwillingness crossed his aged face — his injuries were not severe, but he had suffered a tremendous blow!

He had already given it everything he had, yet he stopped before the twentieth step!

"Could this be the reason Eight Directions Temple severed our lifespans?"

We came uninvited — this climbing trial was perhaps never meant for us in the first place!

Better to go back.

The gate is behind you, why don't you leave? Entering a treasure mountain only to return empty-handed — who could be content with that?

The Grandmasters rose one after another and walked toward the stone steles!

Eight Directions Diagram!

Long Long Yingchan also rose to his feet!.

Over the past month-plus, among those present some had climbed the mountain, while others had explored the nearby forests seeking another path up — but apart from this mountain path, there was nowhere else to climb!

That shapeless qi existed outside the mountain path as well, and was just as fierce. Yan Yan Tianxiong had tried to charge through it and was heavily injured, only waking after half a month!

Whooo!

A cold wind blew at the foot of the mountain!

"Brother Yan, did you gain anything?"

On the first few steps of the mountain path, Yan Yan Tianxiong and two Grandmasters of the imperial court sat cross-legged, enduring the pressure of the qi as they contemplated the Eight Directions Diagram.

Hearing the question, Yan Yan Tianxiong gathered his thoughts and shook his head;

"The divine patterns contained within this Eight Directions Diagram are far too complex. Compared to them, my Divine Realm is like a speck of dust against a starless sky!"

Hard to contemplate — hard, hard, hard.

Yan Yan Tianxiong retreated down the mountain path. The moment the qi around him dispersed, a thick smell of sweat instantly spread out, and the whole man looked as if he had just been fished out of water!

The remaining two Grandmasters present also retreated with pale faces. One walked toward the Qian Emperor, the other toward Wan Wan Zhuliu, letting the two press a finger to their brow so they could sense what had just been seen and comprehended!

Perhaps, just as Daoist Brother Feng Yuanqing said, this climbing trial was never meant for us uninvited guests!

Yan Yan Tianxiong sighed!

He was not the only one contemplating the Eight Directions Diagram… nor was he the only one who suspected the Eight Directions Diagram was a second path up the mountain — but until now, no one had comprehended anything from it!

"If Eight Directions Temple is determined to stop us from climbing, then it wouldn't leave a loophole to let us in."

Fang Mou disagreed. He believed that since they could enter, there must be a path up: "Perhaps comprehending this diagram is the very opportunity for us to climb the mountain."

"Hard!"

Yan Yan Tianxiong merely shook his head, then sat aside to regulate his breathing!

"The path up the mountain — the Eight Directions Diagram!"

Long Long Yingchan glanced at that stele, then turned to look at the Qian Emperor, who was slowly opening his eyes: "What does Your Majesty think?"

"I believe what Dao Master Fang says is not far off!

"

The Qian Emperor withdrew his finger, letting that Grandmaster go aside to regulate his breathing. He slowly rose and gazed toward the shadow of the ancient temple at the end of the mountain path!

After a moment, he looked toward the forest nearby!

In the forest, a great black umbrella was propped open. Huang Huang Longzi sat cross-legged beneath it. Sensing everyone's gaze, he too rose to his feet: "Your Majesty speaks reason!"

Huang Huang Longzi fully agreed: "No matter what Eight Directions Temple is, since it has allowed us to enter the temple, that proves every one of us has a chance to reach the summit.

"

He was very certain of this?

The academy records state that when Martial Immortal Gate Master Feng Feng Qingcang opened the temple in all directions, he obtained a world-shaking fortune — yet those who entered the temple with him were by no means without benefit; there were even a few who

claimed their gains surpassed even Feng Feng Qingcang's!

Those few are now without exception the peak experts of Tian Shi Yuan, ranked at the forefront of the Near-God List!

"The one who opens the temple is not the temple's master!"

A hoarse voice came. Shrouded in a cloak, the Thousand-Eye Dharma Lord spoke — a rare occurrence. He seemed to be surveying everyone present, yet also seemed to be muttering to himself: "The one who opens the temple may have benefits that let him climb straight to the peak — but so what? The towering existence who left behind Eight Directions Temple — would he care about bone age or talent?"

He slowly raised his head, looking at the mountain peak. Through the swirling clouds and mist, he could no longer see whether anyone stood at the summit!

Now, he has reached the peak — but in the future, perhaps he will be nothing more than one who clears the way for the king!

"This old ghost!"

Long Long Yingchan's gaze darkened. A sidelong glance met Fang Mou's eyes, and the latter had already let out a cold laugh; "Thousand-Eye — in the month-plus since entering the temple, you have not explored the surroundings, nor climbed the mountain, nor contemplated the Eight Directions Diagram… Fang Mou is very curious — what are you waiting for?"

One who clears the way for the king? Are you talking about the one who opens the temple, or about us?

"Mm."

The Thousand-Eye Dharma Lord's cloak turned. Beneath it, crimson eyes crowded densely, but they quickly fell silent again!

Everyone present, including Wan Wan Zhuliu, looked toward him!

"Dharma Lord, why have you not climbed the mountain in the month-plus since entering the temple?"

Wan Wan Zhuliu asked indifferently!

The Thousand-Eye Dharma Lord answered with a question: "Why has Your Highness not climbed the mountain?"

"Climbing the mountain is not my path, so I do not climb!"

Wan Wan Zhuliu answered!

"So do I!"

Qian Yan Fa's master answered!

These two!

Hearing the two converse, Long Long Yingchan's brow furrowed slightly. He vaguely felt both of them seemed to be hiding something. He exchanged a glance with Daoist Feng Yuanqing, who was also frowning!

"Each harboring their own schemes!"

Not far off, Huang Huang Longzi stood holding his umbrella. His heart turned cold, and he couldn't be bothered to join in. Suddenly, his brow creased and he looked back!

He saw a streak of flowing light fall in the distance, as Gui Gui Laoxian drifted over. His tiny green-bean eyes rolled about, and he first looked

at Ao Cang, bound to one side, then at Wan Wan Huanliu.

"Want to climb the mountain?"

"Old beast."

Seeing this old turtle appear again, Huang Huang Longzi's gaze darkened. Just as he was about to erupt, he suddenly felt a chill on his back—that was Wan Wan Zhuliu's gaze!

"Do you have a way to climb the mountain?"

Longhu Longhu Dandan glanced at Huang Huang Longzi. Wan Wan Zhuliu rose to his feet. Qian Yan Fa's master stepped back half a pace, not blocking his path!

This old black turtle…

Long Long Yingchan and the others exchanged glances!

Over the past month or so, this old turtle would appear nearby from time to time. But he was extremely wary, and added to that his speed was extreme—every time the crowd couldn't strike in time, he had already fled far away.

"I have some guesses. Perhaps it can, perhaps it cannot!"

Gui Gui Laoxian grinned, unconcerned with Huang Huang Longzi's intimidation, merely sweeping his gaze over the crowd:

"Would you all like to hear?"

"Speak and let's hear it!"

Emperor Qian spoke: "If it has use, I shall take responsibility—no one in the temple will lay a hand on you!"

"Can you take responsibility?"

Gui Gui Laoxian narrowed his eyes!

When Your Majesty speaks, it is holy decree—those who disobey die!

Wan Wan Huanliu stood up!

"Old turtle believes you!"

Seeing Huang Huang Longzi's expression turn ugly, Gui Gui Laoxian's face immediately gained a few more smiles.

"Speak!"

Everyone looked over!

This mountain path was prepared for the one who opens the temple. We uninvited guests who borrowed the light to enter—what right do we have to walk this path?

Gui Gui Laoxian kept flipping a few coins in his hand, his smile undiminished: "On this point, I trust you've all gained deep experience over this past month! Excellent, Good, Pass, Poor—the four great ratings, each divided into three grades. What is everyone's rating?"

"No need for nonsense!"

Emperor Qian's gaze darkened, and the others' expressions also looked none too pleased!

"This is not nonsense!"

Gui Gui Laoxian tossed the coins

in his hand: "This old man spent over a month divining a single hexagram. What does the hexagram say? Roughly, only those rated Pass are qualified to enter the temple! In other words, you are all Poor!"

"Enough!"

Emperor Qian's face darkened!

"Then make it short!"

Seeing the dangerous look in everyone's eyes present, Gui Gui Laoxian gave a light cough: "This old man's meaning is, the proper path is not one we can walk. But this Eight Directions Temple may not have only one path. If the proper path won't work, naturally there are other paths to walk!"

He paused briefly, then added:

"I've heard you all mention

the Eight Directions Map many times. Though I haven't seen it with my own eyes, if it relates to this proper path, then it too must be a dead end."

Gui Gui Laoxian spoke very euphemistically. Mainly, this group had been trapped at the foot of the mountain for over a month and harbored tremendous resentment!

But which of those present didn't understand the meaning in his words?

They simply had no right to walk this path.

"What if we force our way through?"

Under the black cloak, Qian Yan Fa's master's voice was hoarse!

"Force our way?"

Gui Gui Laoxian focused his gaze on him for a moment, then shifted away as if stung. He turned the jade coins in his hand: "The hexagram shows that this path, for the one who opens the temple, is a great fortune. For us, it is an abyss—or there may be another method, but this old man cannot divine it!"

When speaking this last sentence, Gui Gui Laoxian hesitated for an instant. It wasn't that he hadn't divined it, but that saying it would

be meaningless!

That person born from the strange phenomenon had fallen into the hands of a Divine Palace-level fierce being—most likely, he wouldn't be coming back!

"Continue!"

Emperor Qian squeezed the golden bell in his palm, and the others all stood silent and expressionless!

A month ago, they might have still argued back, but now!

"You'll have to keep divining!"

Gui Gui Laoxian was very direct, his gaze roving over the crowd: "This old man has a ritual. Performing it may perhaps divine the location of a side path, but it requires your assistance!"

"A ritual?"

"What sacrifice?"

Emperor Qian glanced at Huang Huang Longzi, whose brows were tightly furrowed as well!

"This sacrifice is my ancestral inheritance, not something to be shared with outsiders!"

Gui Gui Laoxian merely shook his head: "If you all believe me, release Ao Cang. If you don't, then this old man will leave right now, and you may try for yourselves whether you can walk through this dead end!"

Silence.

Hearing his words, everyone present frowned and said nothing!

After a moment, it was still Emperor Qian who spoke: "How shall we help you?"

The root of the sacrifice lies in incense offerings!

A strange glint flashed in Gui Gui Laoxian's eyes — the incense offerings in the hands of this group here was no small sum!

"Incense offerings again?"

Emperor Qian's face twitched. The Great Fortune's thousand-year reserves — in just these two short years he had already burned through most of them. Mentioning incense offerings now made his very flesh ache!

He glanced at Wan Wan Zhuliu, who pressed his brow and nodded: "Your Majesty need only decide!"

Hum!

A wisp of flowing light flickered. Beneath Bafang Mountain, ripples spread across the air! A moment later, three human figures tumbled into the temple!

"Bafang Temple."

Qin Yun didn't have even a trace of absent-mindedness. He looked around — below the mountain there was no one, it was empty, with only stone steles one after another. The mountain path led straight to the summit, and through the swirling clouds and mist, an ancient temple could be seen!

"Where are the people?"

Qin Yun frowned slightly. Within a hundred li, there was not a single human shadow at all, only a few campfires that had gone out not long ago!

"So this is Bafang Temple?"

After a momentary daze, Qin Li Shixian also came back to herself, taking in this cave-heaven!

Chi He Lian had fainted outright. Without the protection of her divine-realm spirit form, she simply could not endure the daze of entering the temple!

The campfire still had some warmth — the people had left at most half a day ago!

Qin Li Shixian searched the surroundings. Her gaze was quickly drawn to those stone steles, and her eyes suddenly trembled: "Cloud Demon Clan?"

Qin Yun walked over slowly!

【Yun Qian's Stele】

【Bloodline: Cloud Demon】

【realm: He Yi Jing (slain)】

【Innate Potential: Peerless (Upper)】

【Divine Gift Potential: Upper-Middle】

【Spirit Form Potential: Heaven Grade】

【Dengshan Level One, Bafang Diagram not yet comprehended】

【Entered Dao Soldier Pagoda: First Floor】

At the foot of the mountain, stone steles stood in great numbers!

Qin Yun swept his gaze indifferently over the steles one by one, his sight falling on the last line — that line of text glowed with a faint light: "Dao Soldier Pagoda."

"Cloud Demon — this, this Wan Wan Zhuliu is actually not of the human race?"

This Yun, Yun Qian — could it be Emperor Qian?

Qin Li Shixian was extremely shocked. She scanned all the steles, and the more she looked the more she felt a chill: "This, could the Pang imperial clan — Qin Li Shixian was extremely shocked, she scanned all the steles, the more she looked the more she felt a chill!

Qin Li Shixian was utterly shocked. She swept her gaze across every stone stele, and the more she looked, the more a chill ran down her spine: "This… could the Pang imperial clan possibly—"

Qin Yun frowned and corrected her!

Compared to Qin Li Shixian's shock, he didn't care at all. He simply reached out and grabbed at the air, then pressed it to his brow!

Compared with Qin Li Shixian's shock, he paid it no heed at all. He simply reached up and grabbed at the air, then pressed it to his brow!

In an instant, all manner of light and shadow flowed before his eyes like a tide — what was reflected within was precisely everything that had happened here at the foot of the mountain over the past month or so!

He saw fifteen people enter the temple, saw the spirit turtle burst in wildly, saw them attempt to climb the mountain, saw that old turtle perform the sacrifice, saw everyone touch the steles in turn and vanish on the spot — as well as the conflict between the Qian Yan Fa master and the others, his refusal to climb the mountain, being driven into the mountain forest by Wan Wan Zhuliu, and finally Emperor Qian and Wan Wan Zhuliu exchanging a glance, climbing one level, returning, touching the newly risen steles, and vanishing on the spot!

He saw fifteen people enter the temple, saw the spirit turtle blunder in, saw them attempt to climb the mountain, saw the old turtle perform the rite, saw the crowd one by one touch the stone steles and vanish on the spot—and saw the master of the Qian Yan Fa clash with the others, refusing to climb the mountain, being driven by Wan Wan Zhuliu into the mountain forest; and at the very end, the Qian Emperor and Wan Wan Zhuliu exchanged a glance, climbed one step, returned, touched the two newly risen stone steles, and vanished on the spot!

Paying no heed to the utterly bewildered Qin Li Shixian, Qin Yun thought for a moment, then walked slowly toward the mountain path!

Paying no heed to the utterly bewildered Qin Li Shixian, Qin Yun thought for a moment, then walked unhurriedly toward the mountain path!

The second day, before dawn, another heavy snow came to the Longhu Mountain Range — the north wind howled, snowflakes fluttered!

On the second day, before dawn, another heavy snow fell over the Dragon-Tiger Mountain Range; the north wind howled, snowflakes fluttered!

At Dragon Gate Main Peak, in a small courtyard, Qi Qi Benchu pushed open the door and stepped out. The snow in the courtyard was already more than a chi deep, and a great man with extremely fair skin sat cross-legged in the courtyard!

That great man was powerfully built. Even though his divine realm and spirit form were both sealed, the qi and blood naturally emanating from his body alone was enough to melt the snowflakes that fell on him!

An extremely pale man sat cross-legged in Li Li Yuanzhong's courtyard!

Qi Qi Benchu bowed in salute. Receiving no response, he didn't mind, and simply walked on his own into the courtyard to begin standing post and practicing fist!

His heart was calm, with not the slightest frustration at being imprisoned!

He was only somewhat worried about his own master!

Was that purple-robed fierce one still hunting his master?

Qi Qi Benchu sank his waist and sat into his horse stance, but his thoughts drifted somewhat, recalling the strange encounters of these past two years!

A broken sword picked up by the roadside, a master met by the roadside, marrow washing in substitute fur, bathing in dragon blood, receiving transmission of divine art, great completion of blood exchange… and then falling into enemy hands, imprisoned at Longhu Temple!

Qi Qi Benchu settled his waist and lowered his hips into a horse stance, but his mind drifted, recalling the strange encounters of these past two years!

A broken sword picked up by the roadside, a master encountered by the roadside, marrow washing on behalf of Mao, a bath in dragon blood, receiving the transmission of divine skill, blood exchange reaching great completion… and then falling into enemy hands, imprisoned in Dragon Tiger Temple!

"Hah."

After the slash of light faded, Qi Qi Benchu slowly withdrew his stance. He had timed it precisely—this was the hour Dragon Tiger Temple delivered meals!

Sure enough, the moment he finished, footsteps sounded from outside the door.

Not long after, the door was pushed open… only the one who came was not the little monk from before, but a young man in a Daoist robe!

What a fine Daoist Priest.

Qi Qi Benchu praised inwardly—this Daoist's bearing was excellent!

He wore a pale cyan Daoist robe, a crimson sash at his waist, black-soled cloud boots on his feet; though not exactly handsome, there was a certain air of detachment from the world about him!

Qi Qi Benchu cupped his fist in greeting, reached for the food box the Daoist handed him, but couldn't pull it loose at first. He looked up, only to see this Daoist staring at him, somewhat dazed, and that look made his back go cold!

"Daoist…?"

Qi Qi Benchu couldn't help but speak up, his scalp tingling!

"Your surname is Qi?"

Li Yuan came back to himself, his eyes still holding a trace of astonishment—astonishment one might even call shock!

Before coming to this small courtyard, he had already learned that this person was the one who had appeared several times in the Listening Sound, taken as a disciple by the spirit tortoise of the side hall, and very likely the one "Born of a Strange Sight" of the Eight Directions Temple!

But the instant he pushed the door open, he was still startled—he saw a wisp of extremely restrained blade—

Edge light, dark, a black-colored radiance.

【Profound Gate Heaven-Connecting Sword (Eleventh-Tier)】

【Profound Toad Forgery "Heavenly Craft Profound One," a superior-grade spirit sword forged using a broken star-remnant as its core and various rare heavenly treasures as supplements… later shattered within You Jing, leaving only the hilt.】

【This sword was once the wielded blade of a world-shocking sword immortal; alas, it shattered within You Jing…】

【Wielding condition: Ying Ying Xuantian Sword Canon, Sixth Heaven; Innate Spirit Sword Form】

Wielding effect: Eleventh-Tier (Profound): Severance of Fortune; Tenth-Tier (Purple): Master Protection】

An eleventh-tier divine sword.

Li Yuan's eyelids twitched, and suddenly, he recalled the previous Listening Sound!

In Jiangzhou, there was a youth who picked up a remnant sword from beyond the heavens by the roadside!

One could pick up an eleventh-tier divine sword by the roadside?

It was only because Daoist Master Li had seen too many good things; otherwise, he might have lost his composure at this moment. He steadied himself, then loosened his grip on the food box!

"Many thanks, Daoist…"

Taking the food box, Qi Qi Benchu breathed a quiet sigh of relief. He glanced at Bai Xiang Wang sitting cross-legged in the snow, hesitated, then asked: "May I dare ask, Daoist, when may we leave Dragon Tiger Temple?"

"I don't know!"

Li Yuan gathered his thoughts and also looked toward Bai Xiang Wang—this one also had the radiance of weapons flickering about him!

【White Meteor Armor (Seventh-Tier)】

【Chaos Elephant Hand Hammer (Seventh-Tier)】

These two divine weapons were both decent, especially that hand hammer, which was quasi-eighth-tier; but compared to the remnant sword on Qi Qi Benchu's person, they were nothing to speak of!

That Old Man Qin really wasted it—after taking the man down, the divine weapons—

weren't stripped off!

Li Yuan cursed inwardly!

Not just these two—on Chi He Lian's body, Qin Yun hadn't touched the items either. If it had been him, that would absolutely, positively never happen!

How could one not loot the spoils of battle?

"This junior understands!"

Qi Benchu's eyes dimmed slightly, but he still cupped his fist in thanks, then carried the food box toward Bai Xiang Wang: "Senior, time to eat!"

Get lost.

Xiang Wang didn't even open his eyes!

"Alrighty!"

Qi Qi Benchu didn't hesitate at all, turned around and went straight back into the room. He didn't ask a second time, didn't care that Li Yuan was right outside, opened the food box, and wolfed down the meal!

One born of a strange sight!

Li Yuan narrowed his eyes. Whether the person before him was truly born of a strange sight, he did not know!

What he could confirm was that the Qi-surnamed Daoist from the God-Peering Sacrifice, who fifty years later walked the world and sought to stop him from committing evil!

He gazed intently for a long time, yet could not discern anything unusual, until he switched his wielding—various bone ornaments' wielding enhancements layering onto his body!

Hum—Li Yuan only felt a slight coolness at his brow. In the next instant, the light and shadow around him shifted!

The small courtyard before his eyes had shed its surface appearance, dim as void, and within this void, light flickered—clusters of light woven from divine patterns flickered unsteadily!

One came from the big man beside him; the divine patterns he manifested wove together into a stretch of desolate land, where a giant elephant stamped its foot and let out a long cry!

And the other—

Li Yuan looked toward Qi Qi Benchu!

His heart was shaken, and not a little!

These past days, his understanding of strange-sight divine patterns had deepened considerably!

Plucking a strange sight means plucking the divine patterns within heaven and earth; divine patterns, combined and tempered through spirit forms, become a divine realm—this is the beginning of an Entry-Dao martial artist touching the power of heaven and earth!

Normally, Entry-Dao martial artists must undergo a long process of plucking before they can temper out their own divine realm!

This kid! …

Under Li Yuan's intense focus, he could faintly make out a sphere of light shrouded in mist, divine patterns weaving and combining—not one cluster, but several!

A remnant sword, thrust into the ground before an ancient temple's gate!

And the style of that ancient temple…

"Eight Directions Temple."

Li Yuan stepped back, exiting that state. He wiped his stinging eye corners — they were actually bleeding!

"What's the principle behind this?"

He shut

the door, turned, and left. In the snow, his brow was tightly furrowed, and the ancient temple he had just seen kept appearing before his eyes!

The ancient temple formed by those divine patterns combined was virtually indistinguishable from the Eight Directions Temple he had seen — at least, he couldn't tell any difference!

"It can't be that the Eight Directions Temple was reincarnated, can it?

"

Li Yuan's heart was filled with shock and uncertainty. He pressed his hand to his waist, woke the little mother dragon, and asked her about the matter of a marvel being reborn!

"Where did you hear that?"

The little mother dragon, already a bit displeased at being woken, was also startled by the question — not surprised that a marvel could be reborn as a person, but that this native boy had heard of it from somewhere?

"You — you don't happen to have a Cognition Orb, do you?"

The Mirage Dragon's Belt rose into the air like a little snake, circling Li Yuan as it sized him up. The little mother dragon had long suspected it — this kid would, from time to time, ask questions no native of this realm could possibly ask!

I'm the one asking you!

Li Yuan wasn't about to indulge her. He grabbed her and she coiled around his waist!

"I don't know much about marvel rebirth either."

The little mother dragon dared to be angry but not to speak out, only letting out a sullen snort:

"Rumors of marvel rebirth aren't rare in Tian Shi Yuan and the San Yuan Fa Jie domains. Every now and then there are rumors about so-and-so being a marvel reborn — true or false, who knows!"

The little mother dragon truly didn't know much — it was all hearsay, rumor, legend: "There are experts who can capture the divine patterns contained within heaven and earth's marvels… and, Yi Mi Fa, channel them into unborn infants within their clan, to forge their juniors this way!"

"That works too…"

Li Yuan was taken aback!

"However, that's an acquired creation. Among the legends there are also innate ones — stepping on a footprint, giving birth in a dream, the great sun rebirth — all sorts!"

The little mother dragon rattled off many legends in one breath, but she personally leaned toward it being an expert's method — seizing the creation of heaven and earth to forge their juniors!

"Like this…"

Li Yuan frowned slightly. Was this Qi Qi Benchu innate, or acquired?

"By all accounts it should be the former, but if it's the latter — who would have that kind of ability?"

Li Yuan's heart sank slightly as he thought of the old ghost hidden within Wan Wan Zhuliu's body!