Chapter 761 - 692: A Bowl of Medicine_1
Before the small mountain village.
Zhenming Laozu had already fallen to the ground, thoroughly dead.
Even the Origin of the Grey Mist had been silenced, unable to protect him any longer.
Crack!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhenming Laozu’s body suddenly crumbled into powder like a stone.
Turning into mud and dust.
“The Origin of the Grey Mist… was it extinguished by Fencha?”
Despite having seen Old Yellow Bull’s supreme form just moments before, Lu Shoushi still felt somewhat shocked.
“Why do I feel… that the Origin of the Grey Mist was extinguished by… ‘fecal water’…?”
The Demon Emperor muttered to himself.
And the people from Zhenming Holy Land were completely dumbfounded.
“No… How is this possible…”
“Our ancestor, nearly becoming a God Emperor, how could he be destroyed by a single Fencha… Am I seeing things?”
“Is that really Fencha? It clearly seemed like a disguised mighty weapon, and that ‘fecal water’ is most likely some kind of supreme origin Holy Water… We’ve been deceived!”
For a moment, all these elders were in utter panic.
“Run, hurry up and run!”
Minglan was shouting even louder, his soul trembling.
This moment, he was thoroughly frightened; even the ancestor had been killed so thoroughly.
He was afraid. They simply could not provoke the powers of this realm. In front of this ominous small mountain village, they of Zhenming Holy Land were like mere ants!
A group of elders turned swiftly to make their escape, scrambling frantically.
But at that moment, Ming Tianbei pulled out a tattered fishing net and tossed it into the air!
It was clearly just a tattered net, yet now it seemed like the Heavenly Net Earth Trap, with the Dao descending and order intertwining, instantly trapping the elders, leaving them nowhere to run.
They were caught in one sweep!
The masters of the Zhenming Holy Land, versed in the Grey Mist, were now all annihilated.
“All dead…”
Honored Haoming sighed softly.
He had wanted to bring the Holy Land back onto the right path, away from the Grey Mist, but in the end, he had failed and witnessed its destruction with his own eyes.
“Master, it was their own choice. You should not blame yourself.”
Saintess Zhen Xuan spoke, comforting him.
Honored Haoming also nodded his head and said,
“Thought to align with the times by choosing the Grey Mist with the onset of the Age of Grey Mist… yet not realizing that they were already on the path to destruction.”
“What is the mighty trend? More often than not, it’s nothing but self-delusion.”
He was deeply moved.
Had he never doubted, never wavered?
At the moment of decision, making the right choice is indeed difficult.
“Cough…”
He coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, his aura weak, nearly falling over.
“Master…”
Zhen Xuan hurriedly stepped forward, intending to support Haoming, but she too was staggering.
Mu Zhenkong and Mu Rantian stepped forward to catch them.
“The two of them, injured by the Origin of the Grey Mist…”
Mu Rantian said, deeply concerned,
“With such severe injuries, I fear only Senior Li can save them…”
—Previously, Mu Wanqing had been stripped of her heavenly blood, on the brink of death, until Senior Li took action, turning danger into safety and granting her a new lease on life.
Thus, his thoughts promptly turned to Li Fan.
Yun Qianshan also said,
“Let’s go… We’ll go see Senior Li.”
Immediately, Mu Rantian, Yun Qianshan, and the others, took Zhen Xuan and Haoming into the village.
“Woof… Master, wait for me, may I go in too?”
At this time, the Demon Emperor looked at Yun Qianshan with a mix of anxiety and excitement.
If he could enter the village, it would be an immense opportunity.
Lu Shoushi’s eyes were also filled with anticipation.
But before Yun Qianshan could answer, Old Yellow Bull had already tapped his hoof and said,
“Doggy, Little Monkey, do you know how to massage?”
Hearing this, Demon Emperor and Lu Shoushi both paused for a moment.
This elder Bull was asking the two of them?
Massage?
Lu Shoushi hadn’t come to terms with the question, but Demon Emperor’s eyes already lit up.
“Yes, of course, Uncle Bull! I’ve learned massage since I was a kid, relaxing limbs, promoting circulation… I know it all!”
He approached with a fawning face and said,
“Uncle Bull, please lie down and see my skills!”
Saying so, he stood upright and respectfully started to massage Old Yellow Bull’s legs!
He was acting almost like a maid!
“Hmm… Not bad.”
Old Yellow Bull nodded in approval, then turned to Lu Shoushi and asked,
“Don’t you know how?”
Lu Shoushi was still confused, but upon hearing Old Yellow Bull’s question, he struggled inside for one second!
He was a Demon Venerable! How could he… how could he let non-existent pride get in the way of pursuing a career in massage??
He immediately went over obediently and stood behind Old Yellow Bull to massage its shoulders!
“Uncle… Uncle Bull, do you think my pressure, my technique, is acceptable?”
Lu Shoushi asked a bit awkwardly.
Old Yellow Bull, satisfied, replied, “Hmm… Not bad!”
Meanwhile, Mu Rantian, Haoming, and the rest were stunned for a moment.
This…
The Demon Emperor and Lu Shoushi were actually massaging a plowing ox…
Telling this story, who would believe it…
“Let’s go!”
Yun Qianshan commanded.
They all moved towards the interior of the village.
Along the way, Haoming and Zhen Xuan were astounded beyond measure by everything in the village…
A tree containing a terrifying origin, each fruit resembling a universe…
A ditch of water, emitting an extremely dense divine aura, making one want to take several deep draughts upon smelling it…
The weeds by the roadside, their edges sharp enough to seemingly cut through divine weapons…
“I was rash, too rash… Just now I thought that bull was the hidden expert of this place…”
Honored Haoming muttered to himself.
Soon, they arrived outside a small courtyard.
Wu’er Xianting!
Seeing these four characters, Haoming and the others were even more astounded.
…
At that moment.
Inside the courtyard.