togophonebook Chapter 13 Come and help the Immortal Master!
Chapter 13 Come and help the Immortal Master!
In the cleansing spring.
The true fire energy of the sun in the spring water was frantically absorbed into Teng San Niang's body, and the refined impurities were expelled from every pore.
The impurities turned into black powder upon contact with air, falling onto the water's surface and being swept away, swallowed, and burned by the spring water.
Lu Changgeng, who was the original form of the Cleansing Spring, watched all this silently, his mind free of distractions. Or rather, he had already passed the stage where he would be disturbed by such a scene.
The baptism of the Seven Fairies had long since instilled in him a mind that "form is emptiness."
He was more concerned about the reaction of the spring water.
After Teng San Niang fully activated her cultivation technique, the speed and intensity of the feedback more than doubled compared to the previous six days. The life force surged into the spring like a tide, violently colliding with the true fire energy of the sun that had been dormant for fifty years.
Yin and Yang, softness and hardness.
Two completely different forces surged, tore, and merged deep within the spring, as if waging a protracted war.
Lu Changgeng dared not be distracted and focused intently on guiding the balance between the two forces.
Just then, Teng San Niang's body suddenly trembled violently.
"what……"
A soft murmur, louder than ever before, escaped from his lips.
Her back suddenly tensed, and she sprang up from the spring, then fell back down, splashing a large spray of water.
Her hands clenched unconsciously, her knuckles turned white, the tendrils and strands of hair stretched taut, and the tiny white flowers at the tips bloomed and withered wildly, their petals falling all over the spring.
"Immortal... Immortal Master..." Her voice trembled, her vertical pupils shimmering with tears, "This spring... why is this spring so scalding hot today..."
Lu Changgeng also noticed something amiss.
After Teng San Niang fully activated her cultivation technique, the solar true fire energy in the spring was stimulated to be several times more intense than in the previous days.
This was originally a good thing, meaning the tempering effect would be better, but for Teng San Niang, who was undergoing the tempering of true fire, it was indeed a bit too intense.
Her skin changed from rosy to deep red, as if scalded by boiling water. Several delicate patches of skin even developed fine cracks, like a dried-up riverbed.
"Madam, if you cannot bear it, you may come out of the spring..."
"No." Teng San Niang bit her lip, interrupting Lu Chang Geng, "I can handle it."
She took a deep breath and sank back into the spring, leaving only half of her face visible.
His eyes were closed, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and soft, suppressed moans escaped his throat.
"Hmm... Ugh... Hmph..."
One sound after another, intertwined on the steaming surface of the spring, sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes present, sometimes absent.
Now let's talk about Lu Changgeng.
A surge of vitality flowed into the spring, colliding with the true fire energy of the sun that had been dormant for fifty years.
The sentence from the fragment of "The Art of Withering and Flourishing" echoed repeatedly in his mind: "Withering and flourishing give rise to each other, yin and yang complement each other. Isolated yang cannot produce life, and solitary yin cannot grow."
Lu Changgeng immediately had an idea and let them flow alternately deep in the spring.
The golden mass deep within the spring suddenly changed.
It began to actively absorb the true fire of the sun and the vitality of the vegetation from the spring, kneading, compressing, and refining them. The golden light grew brighter, but its size decreased, becoming the size of a fist, an egg, a longan…
Finally, the golden light suddenly shrank, condensing into a golden pill the size of a soybean.
It is perfectly round and full, with a restrained golden luster and fine texture flowing across its surface.
The demon core is complete.
But Lu Changgeng had no time to be happy, because the moment the demon core solidified, an indescribable sense of crisis pressed down on him.
It felt like being watched by an invisible eye, cold, indifferent, and devoid of any emotion.
He suddenly extended his divine sense into the sky.
The sky was cloudless and a clear blue.
But above that azure sky, he sensed the might of the heavens.
It was indescribable and intangible, but he felt it nonetheless.
He felt that if he took another step forward, the wrath of heaven would surely descend, and that would be the tribulation of transformation lightning.
Lu Changgeng immediately focused his mind and stopped absorbing magical power.
Now is not the time to undergo tribulation; some preparations need to be made first.
However, at this very moment, a strange change occurred in the spring.
Suddenly, Teng San Niang let out a muffled groan, jolting herself awake from her meditation.
Her face was deathly pale, and the small white flowers at the ends of the vine-like tendrils withered and fell off in large clumps.
Lu Changgeng's heart sank.
He quickly sensed Teng San Niang's condition through the spring water. It seemed that her meridians had been burned by the true fire energy that had just erupted from the bottom of the spring, and even her breathing was disordered.
"Madam!" King Iron Bone was also awakened and immediately jumped down from the big rock, about to rush into the spring.
"No...don't come any closer...there's a celestial being here..." Teng San Niang raised her hand, her voice weak.
In a flash, Lu Changgeng's water-shaped avatar suddenly stood up and stepped into the spring.
Spring water condensed around him, turning into streams of water that wrapped around Teng San Niang and lifted her to the surface.
"Madam, do not move. This humble Taoist will use spring water to clear the blockage for you."
He immediately activated the "Celestial Immortal Technique" and channeled his magical power into Teng San Niang.
However, the water-shaped avatar soon began to flicker, appearing to be on the verge of collapse, seemingly due to a lack of magical power.
There was nothing he could do; Lu Changgeng's water-form avatar didn't have much magic power left.
"Immortal Master... your incarnation..." Teng San Niang spoke weakly, but a subtle glint flashed in her vertical pupils.
"It's alright." Lu Changgeng's voice sounded somewhat strained. "I will guide the true fire energy of the sun within your body to heal you, but... my true body is not here, so the transfer of my magical power is a bit difficult."
As he spoke, his water-shaped avatar dimmed further, as if it might dissipate at any moment.
The light in Teng San Niang's eyes shone even brighter.
This is what she's been waiting for.
If the true form of this Yangquan Taoist is this spring, then he should be full of magical power at this moment, so why is he struggling?
If his true form is elsewhere, then the difficulty in "transmitting magical power" is reasonable.
She needs to confirm this.
"Master!" Teng San Niang suddenly raised her voice, "Quickly, come and help the Immortal Master! His magic is failing!"
Lu Changgeng's heart skipped a beat. Call her husband to help me? Where have I seen this plot before?
The Iron-Bone King had been waiting impatiently. Upon hearing this, he rushed over, but didn't know where to begin, pacing anxiously in circles: "How...how can I help?"
"Transfer your magic power to the immortal!" said Teng San Niang.
Iron Bone King was taken aback. He looked at the swaying water-shaped avatar, gritted his teeth, and slapped the avatar's shoulder, continuously channeling his demonic energy into it.
Lu Changgeng grunted. His water-shaped avatar was formed from spring water. When the Iron Bone King's demonic energy entered, it not only failed to help, but also caused the demonic energy to enter the spring, inevitably damaging his physical body.
Did Teng San Niang not know this? Or was she doing it on purpose...?
Whether intentional or not, she underestimated him.
Lu Changgeng remained calm and composed. His water-form avatar trembled slightly, secretly channeling the demonic energy of the Iron Bone King into the newly formed demon core deep within the spring.
The crimson-gold patterns on the demon core suddenly lit up, and the true fire of the sun burst forth, instantly incinerating the demonic energy.
At the same time, he manipulated the spring water to gradually heal the "injuries" in Teng San Niang's body.
However, he was cautious and secretly attached his own solar fire energy to his meridians.
Meanwhile, Teng San Niang was also carefully sensing the magical techniques of this "Yangquan Daoist," seemingly trying to discern his origins.