Chapter 429: The Magic Pill and the Spiritual Pearl are One, Red Lotus and White Lotus Roots Build the Immortal Body

The newly named soldiers of the Red Flame Army were not very excited. They looked around silently, trying to find familiar figures. Some of them were still found, but most of them were filled with disappointment.

A shaman from the Mongolian tribe performed an evil sacrifice and drained the souls of the people in the city. They died twice and were not even ghosts. Thanks to the protection of Lotus Township, a big dream preserved their subconsciousness, and they were transformed into Taoist soldiers with the help of Wang Yansheng's magic. However, more people died early without leaving any trace.

There are hundreds of thousands of people in the city, but only three thousand of them have become Taoist soldiers. As for the rest, they have returned to dust.

Wang Yansheng looked at them indifferently. Human beings, a kind of creature, are touted as the head of all spirits. They come into the world naked, experience all kinds of suffering and joy, and then turn into dust.

And now, this group of Red Flame Taoist soldiers are standing here naked again, but the ones returning to the human world are the Flame Souls that crawled out of hell and exist only for revenge.

Some of them are peddlers, some are soldiers, some are children, and some are middle-aged men, but they now have only one identity, the remaining embers, the burning firewood, and the red flame ghosts born for revenge.

None of the Taoist soldiers spoke, and the entire ruins became more silent and depressing. They looked at Wang Yansheng, the leader of the Taoist soldiers, the leader of the Red Flame Army, the king of the remaining embers and firewood. Perhaps he also had a title, the Lord of the Remaining Fire, the King of Firewood!
Wang Yansheng waved his hand, and the Red Flame Army turned into flames and rushed into his body like moths to a flame. This group of Taoist soldiers had already died, and only his body survived as a vessel.

He turned his head and looked at a figure that suddenly appeared, his lips moved: "Sir."

Gu Qingyuan stepped forward and touched Wang Yansheng's head, and said gently: "How is it? How does it feel to have a self and emotions?"

Wang Yansheng thought for a while with a sluggish face: "It's a bit strange, I can't explain it."

Gu Qingyuan pulled the corner of Wang Yansheng's mouth and said, "I think it's not bad. It's much better than your previous fake demeanor of pretending to be a submissive disciple. At least it's real and more pleasing to the eye."

Wang Yansheng naturally knew that his little actions could not be hidden from the person in front of him. He had tried every means to please the teacher and even gave him a gift before leaving. He was just imitating the image of filial students in the world to please the teacher. In fact, he still didn't want to be wiped out by Gu Qingyuan.

Gu Qingyuan looked at Wang Yansheng's somewhat indifferent expression and sighed. The current Mowan was not amused and it was a bit boring: "In fact, you have gradually begun to understand emotional desires, and there have been traces of it. I just catalyzed this process and used the thoughts of the people in the city to complete you. Yansheng, do you know what your first emotion was?"

Wang Yansheng thought for a moment and replied, "Fear."

Gu Qingyuan nodded: "Yes, fear comes from the fear of me, the person whose dream can wipe you out, so you subconsciously try to please me and act according to my ideas."

“Fear is also the root of a person’s motivation. Because of the fear of death, people work hard to cultivate themselves and do things they don’t want to do. And because of fear, they unleash endless potential.”

He looked into Wang Yansheng's calm eyes and said, "And you are no different from other people now. You are greedy for life and afraid of death. If it were before, you might have destroyed yourself in an instant without any regrets, sacrificing your life without even thinking about it. But now, will you still be so decisive?"

Wang Yansheng shook his head. When he had emotions, his first thought was greed. He greedily peeped at this different world.

Gu Qingyuan said: "All living things have sins. You have taken the first step in being a human being. The rest is up to you to decide your own life."

He pointed behind Wang Yansheng and said, "Take down the sword."

Wang Yansheng obediently took down his swords and placed them in his hands, one on the left and one on the right. Gu Qingyuan pointed at the two magic weapons and said, "Although I will not interfere too much with your choice, you were created by me. Morally, this is a favor. You still need to do something to repay me. When you have done it, I will no longer restrict you. The sky is high and the sea is vast, and you can roam freely."

"I helped you gather three thousand Dao soldiers and perfect yourself, and also gave you two magic weapons. As the Dao soldiers poured in, several Dao secrets should have merged into your body. I'm sure you can hear his heartbeat now, right?"

Hearing Gu Qingyuan's question, Wang Yansheng nodded. Not only could he hear the thoughts of the three thousand Taoist soldiers in his heart, but he also had an exceptionally clear consciousness, independent of the Taoist soldiers, yet integrated into his own body. Wang Yansheng was very familiar with that consciousness. They were closer than natural twin brothers because they grew up together and had common memories. Wang Yansheng knew that it was the memory that Gu Qingyuan called Lingzhuzi.

"One sword and one knife, two lives. I have secretly spread the name of this magic weapon. Now the outside world should call it the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword. These two magic weapons represent two paths respectively. Choose!" Gu Qingyuan said, "And the remaining weapon belongs to Ling Zhuzi."

Wang Yansheng thought about what Bai Qiushui said, one was the most tyrant and dragon slayer, the other was the most holy and powerful. As for the two lives mentioned by Gu Qingyuan, there was no hint. He had some vague guesses, his eyes moved around, and finally fixed on the golden sword.

Seeing Wang Yansheng's choice, Gu Qingyuan nodded: "Since someone has already made the decision, then be prepared," he suddenly asked, "You have been dependent on each other for so long, do you want to meet him?"

"Varied……"

Before Wang Yansheng could finish his words, he saw Gu Qingyuan reaching out and touching his forehead. Then a huge pain surged into his heart. Even a demon like Wang Yansheng could not bear it and cried out in pain.

Fortunately, he was not an ordinary person. He only shouted once and then held it back, groaning. Drops of sweat flowed out of his body and his body trembled constantly.

pain!
Waves of pain surged from his body, his heart, and his consciousness, as if a steel fiber had been inserted into his toes and kicked hard against the corner of the wall. The inhuman pain was enough to drive a person crazy. Wang Yansheng felt as if someone had torn his soul apart and chopped his body into thousands of pieces. He could hardly breathe for a while, and his figure limply fell to the ground.

At the same time, a red lotus mark appeared between his eyebrows, and streams of pure power surged from deep within Wang Yansheng's body, and then a powerful fire energy flowed through his body and merged into the mark.

Wang Yansheng couldn't help rolling around. His body gradually began to double. In his consciousness, a painful sound echoed. Finally, he felt his body lighten. His soul broke free from the constraints of the flesh and flew out of his body. In addition, another figure also flew out and stood on top of his body.

Wang Yansheng looked at the person in front of him. He felt familiar, very familiar. His features were the same as his own, except that they were a little gentler, not as sharp and cold as his own. Seeing him was like seeing another self.

"No, I should say that I am the same as him. After all, he is the original consciousness of this body."

As Wang Yansheng thought of this, the pain gradually dissipated, and he even felt that the calmness at this moment was somewhat comfortable.

"Spiritual Pearl."

"Magic Pill."

The two men stood opposite each other, addressing each other as if they were old acquaintances. Gu Qingyuan looked at the two souls. This half of the student split itself, and another half of the student became forcibly added.

"Okay, enough of the small talk. There will be plenty of opportunities for you two brothers to communicate in the future. You haven't yet condensed your primordial spirits, and it's inevitable that your souls will be hindered from wandering around for a long time. Let's see what the master can do."

After Gu Qingyuan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed. The body of Wang Yansheng, who was lying on the ground, was wrapped in a ball of golden flame in front of the horrified eyes of the two and a half disciples and turned into ashes in an instant.

"What are you looking at? How can your master harm you?" He was somewhat dissatisfied with the looks in the two people's eyes. Mowan thought to himself, sir, I don't know how many tricks you have hidden. I can't even see that you are harming people. He had a submissive look on his face. Lingzhuzi even retracted his gaze and looked well-behaved.

The golden flame boiled, and then a red lotus bud grew out. Mowan looked familiar. Wasn't this the foundation he laid when he entered Taoism?

As the flower bud slowly bloomed, Gu Qingyuan took out the magic sword and the sword and stood on both sides of the red lotus. The knife was the Longevity Flying Knife and the sword was the Immortal Execution Sword. He had put a lot of effort into both of them and their magical powers were extraordinary.

Now the swords and knives are raised together, their auras are connected with the red lotus, and each releases its magical powers. Gu Qingyuan carefully sacrifices and refines them, filling them with precious materials and spiritual objects accumulated over the years. The red lotus is nourished by the magic weapons, filled with spiritual materials, and tempered by Gu Qingyuan's pure magic power, and gradually shows strange phenomena.

Licking by the golden flame, the red lotus changed color, half of it was as red as fire, and the other half turned bluish-white. The rhizome continued to absorb the power of the fire to grow, and gradually a lotus root grew out.

The lotus root is pure white without any impurities, and its surface is covered with golden light. Now that it has grown, it has a strange fragrance, as if it is the spiritual root of heaven and earth, a treasure of creation.

Seeing that the spiritual root had grown, Gu Qingyuan stretched out his hand and pointed. The spiritual lotus root fell off, and the two-colored lotus withered, leaving only a lotus pod with twelve lotus seeds on it, red and white. Then he moved again. The Longevity-Cutting Flying Knife emitted golden light, and the Immortal-Slaying Sword emitted a green rainbow, and they all rushed into the lotus pod together.

A ball of golden flame burned past, burning the withered lotus flowers and the fallen lotus stems together, transforming them into nourishing spiritual objects and replenishing lotus seeds. The essence of the sun and the moon also came in, and the yin and yang energies gathered, and layer after layer of golden lotus petals closed, showing a scene of withering and flourishing.

When the flame was about to go out, the golden lotus blossomed after nine cycles of withering and flourishing. The lotus pod was gone, and the lotus seeds were gone. Only two little men appeared in the lotus, hugging each other. Gu Qingyuan had an idea, and the two little men broke free from each other, grew against the wind, their bodies became bigger, and their faces grew longer. They had become two handsome and elegant young men, but they looked a little dull and lifeless.

"My lotus root immortal body has been formed, why don't you return to your place quickly!"

Gu Qingyuan pointed at Mowan and the other man and spoke. Upon hearing this, Mowan Lingzhuzi decisively threw himself into the lotus root body. His spirit and body merged, and his body and qi merged. The two bodies opened their eyes at the same time, no longer dull as before, and became extremely agile.

The two men stretched out their hands and obtained the precious swords and golden knives. Their qi was connected, and they felt round and smooth. A ball of spiritual energy enveloped them, and when they reappeared, they were very different.

On the left is Mowan, wearing a scarlet flame red lotus armor, holding a Gengjin knife, looking very heroic. On the right is Lingzhuzi, wearing a green lotus silk fairy armor, with spiritual charm hidden inside.

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, as if there was a divine thunder from the nine heavens, blocking the thunder disaster from falling. The aura of life and death filled the sky, hidden but not released.

Gu Qingyuan raised his head with a cold look in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and made a stroke. The thundercloud split into two. The aura like that of a ferocious beast gradually dissipated. At the same time, the destiny and fate that belonged only to Tianmingzi was also split into two and poured into the bodies of the two people under the heavenly tribulation.

"I've never been afraid of you before, but now I've been silent for several years. If I take action one day, what can you do to me?"

(End of this chapter)