A Long Grind to Daoist Monarch
Chapter 267 - 190: Metal Reaches Its Peak, Fire Burns Brightest (3)
"Great! When I have time another day, I'll definitely come!"
Bai Qilang laughed.
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"Lao Ning, when will your apprentice return? I've already exchanged four or five Nine Phoenix Exorcism Talismans, Shangqing Exorcism Talismans, and Doumu Demon-Vanquishing Talismans.
Speaking of it, I also found a promising talent, absolutely not inferior to your favored disciple!"
Qiu Changtian lazily lay under the eaves of the main hall of Tongwen Hall, leaning askew against a wing corner, beside him a gourd with a lingering aroma of wine.
"Your misfortune is even more suffocating than the thousand-year-old Demon Emperor."
Ninghai Zen grumbled, looking at the ever-persistent dark clouds, with flashes of lightning vaguely visible, electric serpents dancing wildly, just waiting for Qiu Changtian to show up so it could strike ruthlessly.
"What a joke! You Taoist Sect people, always considering yourselves superior, valuing so-called natural endowment above all else! My precious disciple is pure gold and jade! At first, unremarkable, but with careful polishing, shines ever more brightly!"
"You just keep being stubborn! Humph, my master read my fate, it's quite strong, Genuine Seal of Tianyi, Day Stem Riding Noble, a life of purity! Partial Seal of Tianshe, disaster relief, turning misfortune into fortune!"
Qiu Changtian took a sip, and the wine in the gourd turned into a stream, pouring into his open mouth.
"Hahaha, your master's predictions are even less accurate than Blind Li by the outer city of Black River County. Disaster relief, turning misfortune into fortune... what a great joke!"
Ninghai Zen sneered, grabbing the wine gourd and taking several big gulps.
"Wasting a Pearl! This is Jade Dew Wine buried in the Jade Liquid Pool for twenty to thirty years, unblocking channels and strengthening tendons, able to dispel all poisons! You damn well leave some for me!"
Qiu Changtian snatched the now empty gourd painfully, annoyed by Ninghai Zen's habit of ruining good things, completely oblivious to the subtle savoring of its essence.
"You've been away from the Observatory Tower for so long, and you can still acquire Jade Dew Wine from the Prefecture City Grotto Heaven Blessed Land? Lao Qiu, you truly have deep connections!"
Ninghai Zen joked.
The Jade Liquid Pool is something required when breaking through to the Ghost Immortal realm of the Dao Skill Fourth Realm.
The Daoist Officials of County City are all eagerly hoping to make contributions, just to obtain one opportunity for a spot.
"In the early years, I told fortunes and divined for many true disciples of the Taoist Sect and Upper Sect, accumulating some favors. But as people drift apart, these past few years, those willing to meet me... are like leaves falling in the west wind, dwindling day by day."
Qiu Changtian sighed.
"Chongxu Zi of Yuanyang Temple, despite saving up three Rebirth Grand Pills with a ninety-nine percent guarantee of breaking through, failed all. Who would dare to provoke you, this jinx!"
Ninghai Zen teased with a smile.
"Chongxu Daoist Brother is not young, nor overly ambitious, truly not my fault. Those three Rebirth Grand Pills, I divined three times, pacified the Black Kite Thieves of the Twelve Linked Rings, exterminated the remnants of the Six Desires Sect, fought on the Altar to defeat Gu Chenzi, who had fallen into the Evil Demon, established various great merits."
Qiu Changtian felt quite indignant, sighing:
"Perhaps it's indeed due to my deep involvement, that Chongxu Daoist Brother lost his fortune."
Ninghai Zen taunted:
"Anyway, the title of Plague Deity is something you probably can't shake off in this lifetime."
Qiu Changtian hugged the gourd, sniffing the wine's aroma, with sleepy, drunken eyes said:
"Extremes turn to their opposites, and misfortune gives way to fortune. I've had ten years of bad luck, sooner or later there will be a breakthrough day! The Seventh Profound Mysterious Divine Soldier... if heaven could open its eyes and send it to me!
The disciple will surely be devout, burning incense, offering thrice-daily three offerings and nine rites... What! Who is this?"
Qiu Changtian, in a dreamy state, couldn't help but imagine, in one hand a Profound Mysterious Divine Soldier, in the other the Holy Wisdom Pearl, exhibiting unparalleled grace at the Observatory Tower.
But suddenly his eyelids twitched, as if an intense brilliance rushed into his eyes, stinging painfully.
The once true disciple of the Observatory Tower suddenly sat upright, focused, and stared blankly at the young man stepping into the Tongwen Hall's gate!
"Golden fire extreme, the most refined pattern!"