Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 1116 - 431: Green and Red Fish

Alchemist Bai Lu was embedded in the wall of the "Mahayana Temple" within the "Spirit Realm".

In the real world, everyone was working together to "push the tower". The tower was shaking violently, and the "Mahayana Temple" in the "Spirit Realm" was also vibrating intensely.

This vibration actually connected the nearby "Spirit Realm" with the nearby real world temporarily.

However, due to the peculiar nature of the "Spirit Realm", everyone could only hear sounds from inside it, not see what was happening.

Since Yun Ziliang, Li Changxun, and Lu Xingzhou could hear Mr. Bai Lu’s triumphant words from inside the Spirit Realm, naturally, Mr. Bai Lu could hear Zhou Xuan shouting.

"Is it Zhou Xuan? What is he howling about?"

Alchemist Bai Lu’s "time point" was somewhat behind; everyone was already on the "Fish Monk, crime evident" timeline, while he was still stuck on the "Zhou Xuan conspires with Fish Monk on the Human Pill matter" point.

His impression of Zhou Xuan at the moment was extremely poor.

"Why am I howling? I’m calling to wake you up! It’s time to wake from your dream and get to work at the Alchemy Factory."

Zhou Xuan said irritably, "You’re not dead. What on earth are you daydreaming about every day? Immortal with the heavens? Splash some water on yourself and see if you’re worthy."

To wake a sleeping person, you have to use strong medicine. Zhou Xuan lashed out at Alchemist Bai Lu with a barrage of sarcastic comments.

"Hahaha, Zhou Xuan, should I take it that you’re jealous of me?"

"Sure, you’re great; colluding with that Fish Monk, and you may achieve even grander success in the future. But so what?

You still have your own lifespan, and once it’s over, you’ll die. No matter how explosively you live, you’re just a speck of dust in the universe.

I’m different; I have ascended to the Supreme Great Dao."

"..." Zhou Xuan could only sigh in disbelief,

He knew the old man was crazy, but this level of madness was beyond what he anticipated.

Li Changxun then asked Yun Ziliang beside him, "Master Grandfather, what’s that guy yabbering about?"

As soon as he asked, Yun Ziliang took off his shoe and smacked him, scolding, "How many times have I told you not to guess the thoughts of a madman? Are you disobedient?"

The Mahayana Temple at this moment was like a besieged city, where people outside didn’t know what was happening inside, and those inside had no idea of the situation outside,

Fortunately, Lu Xingzhou was the only one apart from Zhou Xuan who could see both inside and out clearly.

He transformed into a great river, seeping into the "Spirit Realm", and said to the wall, "Alchemist Bai Lu, Lu Xingzhou greets you. The Grand Master is right; you’re not dead."

"Are you also helping Zhou Xuan make up stories? Tell Zhou Xuan to stop plotting against me. I have already perfected the Can Tongqi, attaining the Infinite of Xuan, immortal and... ow..."

Before Alchemist Bai Lu could finish his boast, Lu Xingzhou forcibly interrupted him.

Lu Xingzhou’s hand once more turned into river water and penetrated the wall, grabbing Alchemist Bai Lu and yanking him out.

"Pardon my offense,"

After a polite apology, Lu Xingzhou dragged Alchemist Bai Lu out like a dead dog.

Lu Xingzhou was indeed an expert on traversing between the Spirit Realm and the real world.

In a matter of moments, he descended with Alchemist Bai Lu into the real world.

Yun Ziliang, Li Changxun, the Painter, and those who came to help, including Yuan Buyu, Zhou Lingyi, Mr. Bai Liu, who hadn’t yet left the Yellow Field Prefecture, all looked towards Mr. Bai Liu in unison.

"Can you all see me?"

Alchemist Bai Lu was stared at intensely by these gazes, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Huff~ huff~ huff~"

A sound of heavy breathing, like a cow’s, caught Alchemist Bai Lu’s attention, and he turned to follow the sound,

Turning around, his heart sank immediately — he saw a giant fish.

This fish was none other than the Fish Monk.

As an old adversary he had once fought with, how could Alchemist Bai Lu not recognize that this fish was the Fish Monk’s true Dharma Image?

"How did the Demon Monk Fish turn into this?"

Alchemist Bai Lu’s forehead was dripping with sweat.

Lu Xingzhou said, "Mr. Bai Lu, in the Spirit Realm, the Grand Master pretended to collaborate with Fish Monk to deceive him into the real world, in order to capture him,

and now, the Fish Monk has been brought to justice, and your White Deer Mountain will be returned to its rightful owner."

"Ah? The Grand Master is such a virtuous person?"

"Naturally, if you don’t believe it, look at those golden tears on the ground; they are the tears shed by that demon monk in his agony."

Lu Xingzhou pointed at the tears,

The tears were gel-like, landing without dispersing,

Alchemist Bai Lu picked one up and gave it a sniff, immediately understanding in his heart,

The tears bore the scent of Buddha energy, only the Twenty-One Zen could shed such strange tears.

Only now did Alchemist Bai Lu realize he had wronged Zhou Xuan. He cautiously approached to apologize, "Grand Master, my apologies for my rashness, old Bai Lu has erred."

Zhou Xuan turned to give Bai Lu a glance, then suddenly raised his hands high: "If none aid me on my Qing Yunzhi, I’ll tread the snow myself! To the mountain’s peak!!"

These words were brief—so brief that even when Zhou Xuan deliberately drew them out, they were over in seconds.

Yet they were so long—long enough that Mr. Bai Lu felt as if a thousand years had passed, and as he listened, he curled his toes tightly, wishing he could hide by digging a hole in the ground.