Chapter 91: The Spiritual Treasure Gathered on the Gourd Vine
Buzhou Mountain.

On a remote cliff, the quiet atmosphere of the past was shattered today. Rays of divine light descended from the sky one after another, and the aura of transcendence spread. There were no less than ten of them, and each one belonged to a Daluo god.

Countless gods were staring at a vine on the cliff with eager eyes. There were seven magical flowers on the vine, six of which were constantly waving. Fairy light was diffused, and the atmosphere was majestic. One could see the shadows of gourds the size of fists emerging from the stamens.

At this time, a goddess descended from the sky, and countless divine fires of creation erupted. Even some Golden Immortals had to make way for this goddess. It was Nuwa.

As soon as Nuwa arrived, she locked her eyes on the green divine flower among the seven divine flowers on the vine, or to be more precise, on the green gourd.

"This treasure is destined to me."

Nuwa said calmly, and the aura of a mid-stage Daluo Golden Immortal burst out without restraint, causing countless gods to change color. Some gods who were still Taiyi Golden Immortals quietly retreated to the side, not daring to approach the goddess.

But some people refused to give in. Immediately, a Taoist priest with a gloomy face and a hooked nose stepped forward and said, "This treasure was born and raised by nature. Who is the one who is destined to have it? Taoist Nuwa, what you said is too arrogant and overbearing."

Nuwa took a quick glance with her beautiful eyes and recognized that this was Kunpeng. She knew that it was Kunpeng who held a grudge against Hengming and knocked her down in Zixiao Palace. She was about to speak, but saw a divine light descending as well, and a young Taoist appeared, and he immediately smiled happily.

"Fellow Daoist Hengming, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, but you're still as charming and elegant as ever. It's obvious that you've made great progress." Nuwa said with a smile.

Heng Ming smiled back, "It's been a long time since we last met, Taoist Nuwa. After a thousand years, I'm sure your cultivation has improved a lot."

Nuwa smiled slightly, pointed at the gourd vine and said, "Daoist Fellow Hengming went to Buzhou today, probably for this gourd vine. There are seven divine flowers on this gourd vine, corresponding to the seven gourds. Unfortunately, only the first six divine flowers have rich essence and can become treasures. The last divine flower is congenitally deficient and can only die in the womb."

Heng Ming nodded slightly: "Yes, I originally wanted to practice hard in the chaos for three thousand years, waiting for the saint to preach, but I didn't expect that blessing would come to my mind, so I came to Buzhou. The green gourd has a strong life force. Fellow Daoist Nuwa should have a connection with that gourd. I don't know which gourd I have a connection with."

The two of them chatted and laughed, and didn't take Kunpeng seriously at all.

Kunpeng's face became more gloomy, and he immediately said: "Two Daoists, there are many Daoists present, and you two are so brazen in discussing the ownership of these spiritual treasure gourds. Aren't you looking down on all the Daoists? Aren't you too arrogant?"

Hengming glanced back, and countless disasters immediately emerged out of nowhere. Kunpeng did not expect Hengming to fight him as soon as they met. In his hasty defense, his hair crown was shattered by a divine thunder, and his sleeves were scattered by a piece of earth and stone. He looked embarrassed and lost face.

"Be bold!"

Kunpeng's face changed drastically. Looking at the sneers in the eyes of the other gods, he immediately became angry and his face turned red. He turned around and transformed into a giant fish that was thousands of miles long. He opened his mouth and sucked. The cliff began to tremble involuntarily, as if it was about to fly into Kunpeng's mouth.

Heng Ming shook his head and said, "Kun Peng, you must know that there are always people who are better than you. How can you be so confident that you can take advantage of everything just by relying on your body as a fish or bird? How dare you show off your mere suction power in front of all the Daos?"

Countless forces of destiny drilled out from the void, took shape in the air, and transformed into countless flying birds that shuttled among the clouds. These birds ignored Kunpeng's suction power, and countless clear chirps resounded throughout Buzhou, and finally all attacked the giant fish in the sky.

Every impact of the bird turned into a different disaster, either thousands of divine thunders falling from the sky, or countless flames burning out of thin air, or violent storms coming rapidly. Every outbreak of disaster was enough to cause the giant fish to suffer countless wounds.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the giant fish faced the wind and immediately turned into a golden roc and rushed towards the sky, but the flying birds also transformed themselves into cute little fish and began to chase it.

Kunpeng roamed across the vast wilderness at such a speed that the delicate little fish could not catch up with it, but they kept jumping during the pursuit. Every jump created a ripple pool of water. Countless pools were connected and shared resources with each other, and finally a vast ocean evolved on the entire Buzhou Mountain.

Hengming smiled slightly after seeing this and started to chant: "Fate is unpredictable, the fish and the bird are behind, the birds and the fish are mixed, facing the wind, they turn into birds, encountering water, they turn into fish, the wind moves the birds to fly, the water moves the fish to appear, Kunpeng, why don't you return to your position quickly!"

As soon as Hengming finished speaking, a huge atlas flew out from his body. It was the Record of Destiny.

The Record of Destiny turned automatically without wind. The first page had a chaotic-colored clock painted on it, the second page had a light green divine ball painted on it, and finally it slowly turned to the third page. A strange giant creature gradually emerged in the originally blank space. It looked like a bird but not a bird, and like a fish but not a fish. It was extraordinary and strange.

Kunpeng, who had already flown far above the nine heavens, immediately felt something was wrong, but since he had already used his eternal life magical power, how could he tolerate him escaping?

The ocean on Mount Buzhou issued a call that he could not refuse. His original body of Dapeng suddenly turned into a giant Kun and suddenly fell under the nine heavens. Finally, he was caught by the ocean. No matter how Kunpeng rolled and struggled, he still could not escape the bondage of the ocean.

The ocean kept shrinking, and the giant Kun, which was who knows how many thousands of miles in size, also shrank. In the end, it turned into a three-inch small fish, swimming in a water ball that was not much bigger than a fist.

A Daluo Jinxian was so easily subdued by Hengming, and even lost control of his own life and death. Even Nuwa was surprised. Although she didn't care about Kunpeng, a god with no spiritual treasures, no cultivation, and no luck, Kunpeng was a Daluo Jinxian after all. Even if her cultivation was higher, it would take some effort to kill him. If she wanted to capture him like this, it would take even more effort.

Nuwa exclaimed: "Daoyou Hengming's cultivation has improved a lot. He can capture a Golden Immortal so easily. I guess he won't be far away from the late stage, right?"

Heng Ming smiled without saying anything. Just when he was about to grab the water ball, a beam of fire appeared out of nowhere, and a picture and a book blocked his way, followed by two extremely hot divine lights.

A chaos-colored bell took the initiative and hit the water ball, immediately breaking Hengming's magical power. The three-inch small fish was transformed into an extremely huge giant Kun, and then it transformed back into the Taoist with the hooked nose.

Kunpeng's heart was filled with fear. He had never expected that Hengming's cultivation was so high. If he was really caught by him, he would probably have no control over his life or death.

Heng Ming frowned slightly: "Di Jun Tai Yi, what do you mean? In Zixiao Palace, you brothers also said that Kun Peng should be forced to retreat from the cushion, and now you are saving him. What? You still want to play a heroic and fearless drama. Do you want to subdue Kun Peng or refine him?"

Heng Ming's words were of course intentional. Although he had never cared about the incompetent god Kunpeng, he did not want Kunpeng to be conquered by Di Jun and Tai Yi just like that. He wanted to at least plant a thorn in their hearts.

Kunpeng, who originally had a hint of gratitude on his face, immediately thought of this incident and couldn't help but feel a little alert.

Di Jun also agreed and noticed the change in Kunpeng's expression. Although he secretly hated Hengming for being too talkative, he remained calm on his face.

"I just can't stand people bullying the weak. Hengming, you once knocked down fellow Daoist Kunpeng for no reason in Zixiao Palace, and now you want to capture him alive. This move is too much. Even if I don't want to meddle in other people's business, I have to intervene."

Not to mention Heng Ming, even Nuwa was indifferent to Di Jun's words.

If Di Jun was really that kind, why did he have to stand by and watch for a long time before helping? Wouldn't it be better if he just showed up and stopped it from the beginning? He was just a thief and a whore.

Hengming chuckled and immediately turned his gaze to the gourd vine.

With Di Jun and Tai Yi present, he couldn't catch Kun Peng, so he might as well give up and take the benefits that he could see now.

Time passed minute by minute, and suddenly three majestic divine lights descended from the sky, and three Taoists, old, middle-aged and young, appeared. They were the Three Pure Ones.

When Heng Ming saw the Three Pure Ones coming, he immediately stepped forward to greet them and said with a smile, "You Daoists are so late. If you were a few steps slower, I'm afraid all these gourds would have been taken away by others."

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed: "Although Kunlun is close to Buzhou, there are always people harassing us, which makes us three brothers very annoyed."

Although Yuanshi Tianzun did not say who was harassing them, everyone who understood knew that he was naturally referring to the Ancestral Witch.

Hengming changed the topic with a smile, and pulled Nuwa aside to talk to them about some interesting things in the ancient times. Tongtian saw that there were many great gods and many Daluo Jinxians present, and his old problem came back, and he couldn't wait to fight with many great gods.

But seeing that the gourd vine was about to mature, no matter how unbearable it was in his heart, he had to endure it.

"After the spiritual treasures are divided up, I will find a few more people to practice with!"

Just when everyone thought that almost all the gods had arrived, two more Golden Immortals of Daluo came together. Their cultivation was also in the middle stage of Golden Immortal of Daluo, and they formally received and guided Zhunti.

When the two saw that there were seven magical flowers on the gourd vine, and six of them had matured and began to transform into spiritual treasures, their eyes suddenly widened. Zhuntie immediately began his usual performance and said with a bitter face: "Fellow Taoists, long time no see."

Due to the cultivation level of these two people, many great gods had no choice but to say, "Hello, fellow Taoists."

"It's been a long time since we last met, you two fellow Taoists. You are still as charming as ever."

Zhunti's face was full of bitterness, just like Jie Yin No. 2: "The West is barren. Brother Jie Yin and I have not obtained any innate treasures except for refining our own bodies into spiritual treasures. Not long ago, I felt that an opportunity appeared. I thought it was a mercy from the heaven, but I didn't expect that fellow Taoists would be so eager to watch. It really makes me heartbroken."

The Taoists present were in an uproar. They were not fools. This Zhunti had such a big appetite that he actually wanted to eat the entire gourd vine.

(End of this chapter)