Immortality begins with meditation puppets

Tong Laodao, the guardian of Langya Immortal Island, has used all his skills to deal with the Heavenly God.

The fourth-tier summoning talisman summoned the Flower Axe God General. What a fine god general! He wielded the Daylily God Axe with impenetrable skill. Despite its rugged appearance, his handling was incredibly delicate. Unfortunately, every time the old Taoist summoned him, it was for a peak match. No matter how exquisite his skills were, he couldn't withstand the overwhelming force of the Heavenly God's Greatsword.

The fourth-tier Five Thunder Talisman, with five thunderbolts in the palm, suddenly unleashed thunder and lightning, and boundless thunderclouds poured out like a flood above the Heavenly God, but could only blast black marks on the exterior of the Heavenly God, unable to damage its core or cut off its output.

The fourth-tier Dragon-Tiger Talisman is a superior talisman paper that helps people condense their elixir and attain enlightenment. It would be a waste to use it in battle. However, when the dragon and tiger combine, it also has a certain power and can fight against the Heavenly God Sword for half a day.

Among the fourth-tier talisman masters, Master Tong was already considered one of the best. He had learned all the skills and had a large stockpile of talismans. If it weren't for the fact that the Heavenly God was based on a fifth-tier puppet, any Nascent Soul cultivator would have had to temporarily avoid his attacks under his barrage of fourth-tier talismans.

Even though the Penglai Sect only understood the principle of the Heavenly God's switch-on and shutdown and could only clumsily utilize the material of its fifth-order puppets, they could still treat the old Taoist's talismans as nothing. If Liu Feng hadn't intentionally controlled the Heavenly God's attack power and taken the opportunity to consume the old Taoist's talismans, the old Taoist wouldn't have been able to hold out for three days and nights.

Three days and nights passed in the blink of an eye.

Old Master Tong held a fourth-order escape talisman. Just as the Heavenly God's Giant Sword was about to sever the Heavenly Cloth and the Seven Emotions Painting, he threw out the talisman and, along with Madam Lanxiang, Granny Xu, and the other cultivators, urgently sought refuge in the Celestial Master's Ruins.

Upon entering the Celestial Master's Ruins, the cultivators only saw lifelike black and yellow stone statues. The moment they entered, these statues emitted a faint light, causing the python on Zhu Jiang's shoulder to tremble. It instinctively flicked its tongue at the statues, sensing a threat that could kill it.

It could take the lives of snakes, and it could also take the lives of people. The more than one hundred stone statues standing on both sides also made the old fire-breast, Zhu Jiang and other cultivators frown and look down, full of fear.

It wasn't until Master Tong summoned the Celestial Master's image and saw Lady Lanxiang radiating a seven-colored halo that these restless stone figures, seemingly about to revive from countless years ago, finally went out and stopped, losing the terrifying aura that had previously made it impossible for people to walk.

“Stone statue, imperial weapon, could this be the imperial protection stone weapon that the Celestial Master created for the last emperor in the past!”

Old Huotou exclaimed in surprise, looking up at Tong Laodao, puzzled as to why they hadn't just attacked in one fell swoop when such an ancient artifact was hidden inside the Celestial Master's Ruins. Could the Heavenly God's Horn really withstand these stone golems?

In response to Old Huo Tou's question, Tong Lao Dao shook his head noncommittally, indicating that these stone men were either beyond his easy control or their strength was far less than Old Huo Tou and the others had expected.

"It's one thing to be unable to count on these stone men, but Brother Tong, where are the reinforcements you mentioned? The three-day period has passed, and there's still no sign of them. We're brothers for life, Brother Tong, are you trying to lie to me?"

Zhu Jiang shouted at the top of his lungs. He was happy to have fallen into the Celestial Master's Ruins and temporarily escaped danger, but he was unhappy that reinforcements had not arrived, that Old Taoist Tong had handed over Langya Immortal Island, and that the benefits promised to them on the island could not be delivered. He had traveled thousands of miles to this immortal island to recognize his sworn brother, but he had not managed to seduce his sworn sister-in-law, nor had he managed to seize his brother's property. He was truly dissatisfied with everything.

"Fellow Daoist, you should be content. At least you're still safe and sound here. Old Bamboo Head and True Man Wan are the ones who are truly miserable!"

A fourth-tier spirit plant master looked at the ruins with a pained expression.

Outside the ruins, on Langya Immortal Island, the Penglai army, which had been tormented by Zhitianbu and Qiqinghua for three days and was filled with pent-up anger, was eager to take on others. As soon as they landed on Langya Immortal Island, they wreaked havoc on the island like bandits.

Because Tong Laodao had long since given up hope on Su Qing, who had not replied to his messages, he had arranged for the island's cultivators to be well-prepared within the Celestial Master's Ruins, in addition to desperately using mercenaries such as Lao Huotou and Zhu Jiang. At this moment, he was not worried about casualties. It was just a pity that the island's fine mineral veins had been violently mined by the Penglai cultivators, resulting in considerable losses.

While others could hide, the old bamboo spirit and the young bamboo god, who were the island's mountain and water deities, and the former pirate emperor, now the god of Xuanwu Lake, had nowhere to retreat.

The Little Bamboo God, who was passively deified, has his divine position bound to the Star and Sun Spirit Vein on the island. As long as the spirit vein exists, the Bamboo God exists; if the spirit vein disappears, the Bamboo God dies. The tragedy lies in the fact that the Star and Sun Spirit Vein is the most precious place on Langya Immortal Island. Without a cultivator guarding it, it is like a woman who has taken off her clothes. Any Penglai cultivator would want to come and take a bite out of this spirit vein.

No matter how many bamboo spirits the little bamboo spirit manifested, how could one bamboo spirit withstand the devastation of thousands of bandits? In just a short while, the entire Star Sun Spirit Vein was riddled with pits and craters. It was because the Penglai cultivators found the little bamboo spirit troublesome, so they dug out all its bamboo roots and placed explosive stones in its bamboo pits to violently mine the essence stone.

The little bamboo god, who was passively granted the title, was in a terrible state of mind, while Wan Xiari, who had actively sought the title, was in a state of utter confusion.

If his lifespan was nearing its end, he should have been devoured by the Taotie and even living another life would have been a luxury. But he was able to escape the Taotie's control and be appointed a god by Master Tong. He transformed from a dying man into a mountain and water deity. Even if he became a tortoise god, he would be a grateful tortoise!

Unexpectedly, he encountered the terrible incident of the Penglai army invading Langya Immortal Island as soon as he took office.

On Xuanwu Lake, dozens of divine beast spaceships hovered in the air, extending thick, hollow water-absorbing pipes, their eyes fixed on the spiritual water and liquid nurtured by Xuanwu Lake, intending to drain the lake dry.

How can this be allowed? Without water, can Xuanwu Lake still be considered a lake? If Xuanwu Lake can no longer be considered a lake, then the position of Xuanwu Lake God will be meaningless.

"Fellow Daoists of Penglai, I am Wan Xia Ri. Over the years, I have led the fellow Daoists of Sunken Ship Bay and worked under Penglai. I have devoted myself to the great cause of Penglai, risking my life many times. Now, I have stepped down from the position of Pirate Emperor and started a new job as a small Lake God."

"My past merits are not worth mentioning. I only hope that you will consider our past friendship and allow me to survive here. This island is rich in rare and precious spiritual treasures, and the spiritual water in this Xuanwu Lake is only of the second rank. Even if you fellow cultivators from Penglai were to pawn them, you would not suffer any loss!"

At first, Wan Xiari wanted to have a proper talk with these Penglai cultivators. After all, as the pirate emperor back then, he was a member of a Penglai family, and they would give him some face. He had done a lot of dirty work for Penglai and could talk to many Penglai cultivators.

"You old fool, stop talking nonsense! We Penglai cultivators are mortal enemies with evil. The pirates of Shipwreck Bay have always been the targets of Penglai's crackdown and eradication efforts. How could we possibly be involved with them?"

"You old bastard, you were a pirate by nature, committing countless evils; as a god, you were a henchman of the villain Tong Chang, acting as his accomplice. And now you dare to falsely accuse my Penglai Sect! Even if it weren't for the Xuanwu Lake, the cultivators of Penglai would never tolerate such a villain!"

The one who spoke was Cong Guangcheng, the owner of the Ghost Cart. He was quite familiar with Wan Xiari and had flattered this pirate emperor in the past to get him to join the pirate crew so that he could disguise himself as a pirate and go out to hunt from time to time.

But the former pirate emperor is now a thing of the past, so don't blame Cong Guangcheng for his ruthless iron fist and overwhelming divine power!
Cong Guangcheng showed no mercy, driving dozens of divine beast treasure ships to insert thick water pipes into Xuanwu Lake to suck up the lake water, while setting up the magic cannons on the ships, aiming the cannons at the turtle and snake Dharma images that Wan Xia Ri had transformed into.

Tolerable or unbearable!
The old pirate emperor had never been slighted by a junior like Cong Guangcheng.

What's more, this junior is now cutting off his job, jeopardizing his livelihood. Taking away someone's livelihood is like killing their parents. Wan Xiari was enraged. He gathered a gigantic python from the vast lake, and with a single coil, he swallowed the divine beast spaceship into the lake.

"You wicked villain, instead of surrendering to the Iron Army of Penglai, you dare to fight back?!"

Cong Guangcheng steered the Ghost Cart soaring into the air, creating distance before letting out a furious roar.

If Wan Xiari had not been conferred the title of god, even without the Taotie ship, as a fake Infant True Person, he would not have dared to confront it with a fleet of divine ships. However, since he was bound to Xuanwu Lake, although he was no longer worried about his lifespan, he also gained the weakness of Xuanwu Lake.

"Bomb it! Bomb it down Xuanwu Lake! Let's see if this old codger can still show his power!"

The Nine-Headed Ghost Chariot, each head a Tier 1 or 3 cannon, spews black flames, but doesn't fire at the tortoise and snake, only at the surface of Xuanwu Lake.

Beside him, the spaceships Tiangou and Citie were firing at full power. In a short while, the water level of Xuanwu Lake dropped by several feet, and water mist filled the lake. Wan Xiari, hidden in the mist, was furious and his face turned ashen. However, because these spaceships were flying long-range kites, he, as the god of Xuanwu Lake, could not go too far away from Xuanwu Lake. He could only stand there and take the beating, without any power to fight back.

Left with no other choice, he could only transform into the form of a Xuan Turtle and use its shell to block the cannon fire from Penglai. He ended up blasting himself until he was spitting out blood. The old cook and others in the Celestial Master's Ruins were still in shock and looked on with pity.

To their astonishment, Wan Xiari was Liu Yun'er's uncle, yet Liu Yun'er, an elder of the Demonic Sect, remained calm and unmoved despite being so humiliated. She was truly a heartless person, no wonder she was known as a witch.

"The ships of Penglai are well-built and their cannons are powerful. Yun'er is willing to kill the enemy but is powerless to save the situation. It's not that she doesn't want to save her uncle, but she is simply powerless to do so!"

Liu Yun'er, who felt only hatred and no affection for her uncle, explained to the cultivators while waiting for her uncle to be boiled dry in the lake.

While Liu Yun'er had no intention of saving her uncle, others remembered his kindness.

If you ask who it is, it is none other than Tong Laodao's long-awaited good brother, one of the two kings of Wanghai Immortal City, the righteous hand that destroyed Shipwreck Bay, who owns eight fourth-tier king ships and suppresses Fulong Zhenren to not speak loudly, the puppet master Su Qing!
"Su Qing is here! Who dares to bully my uncle?"

When Su Qing, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, appeared on the shore of Xuanwu Lake, he was radiating golden light in Wan Xiari's eyes. He was the savior whom Wan Xiari was grateful to the tortoise for and would have to thank in the future!
After Su Qing made his statement, he immediately hid behind Master Fuhu.

"I'll leave this to you, Master. I need to stay outside and oversee things. Please, Master, save my uncle!"

No sooner had Su Qing finished speaking than Cong Guangcheng and other Penglai cultivators aimed their magic cannons at him and fired several shots. Wan Xiari watched helplessly as the savior was blown into a pile of dust before realizing that he had mistaken the savior for someone else. Su Qing was just a puppet, and the one who could really do anything was the Fuhu Zhenren beside him.

Master Fuhu patted the dust off his body caused by the explosion of Su Qing's substitute puppet, his expression slightly unpleasant.

After dealing with the pirate king's forces in Shipwreck Bay, he was forced by Su Qing to come to Langya Immortal Island. While Su Qing was leading a large force to confront Liu Feng and others outside the island, he secretly sneaked into Langya Island, intending to infiltrate the Celestial Master's Ruins.

Unexpectedly, Su Qing, the cunning little thief, had secretly placed a substitute puppet on him. Originally as insignificant as dust and difficult to detect, it only manifested after he infiltrated Langya Immortal Island. He deliberately made a fuss to expose himself to the Penglai cultivators, making it difficult for him to take advantage of the chaos and sneak into the Celestial Master's Ruins.

"Master Fuhu, old Daoist Wan Xia Ri, although we had some unpleasant experiences in the past, things have changed. I am no longer even human, having turned against Penglai. It is time to join forces with you to fight against these evil villains of Penglai!"

Seeing a powerful figure to rely on, Wan Xiari immediately fawned over him. In his daily life, he often clashed with the Thousand Islands Immortal Kingdom, so Master Fuhu never gave him a kind look.

But what he said wasn't wrong. Now that Fuhu has been exposed on Langya Immortal Island, he can only fight alongside his comrades to resist the Penglai army.

Cong Guangcheng had just killed Su Qing's substitute puppet with lightning speed, but when he saw the appearance of the True Man of Subduing Tiger, he was so frightened that his soul almost left his body.

The story of Su Qing's annihilation of Shipwreck Bay had not yet been widely circulated before it had taken hold, so when his puppet appeared, Cong Guangcheng paid no attention.

However, Master Fuhu was a formidable figure in the Western Sea, and Cong Guangcheng had heard of him like thunder. How could he dare to fire at him? His first thought was to drive the Ghost Chariot airship to find Master Liu, Master Huang, or at the very least, Master Huoya to confront this fourth-tier Master Fuhu.

"It's too late to run now!"

Master Fuhu snorted coldly, opened his mouth wide, and his powerful energy dispersed the mist and clouds, causing the third-tier divine beast spaceships to tilt and crash one after another.

Only Cong Guangche's ghost-shaped spaceship had been privately equipped with a protective array. The array isolated the aura waves of a fourth-order body cultivator, and the nine heads maintained the balance of the spaceship, allowing it to narrowly escape the attack range of True Man Fuhu.

"That was close! Luckily, more of my colleagues came. It will take Fu Hu some effort to deal with them, so they won't have time to hunt me down!"

Having miraculously survived, Cong Guangcheng had no time to mourn his fallen companions. Piloting his ghost-chariot spaceship, he was about to fly away in the opposite direction from Fuhu Zhenren.

Before they had gone far, they saw Master Fire Crow clutching his crow beak, rushing toward them in a flurry of activity!

"Why are you running? This entire Langya Island is surrounded by Penglai. He's just a fourth-level body cultivator. Are you afraid he'll cause any trouble?"

Master Huoya disliked Cong Guangcheng the most for being a cultivator who had no ambition and was willing to die for Penglai.

They are unwilling to die for Penglai, so are they expecting him, the Fire Crow Immortal, to die for Penglai?
If the Fire Crow had such awareness, wouldn't it be better to go to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons and brave fire and water for its own demon race? Why should it suffer indignities here in Penglai?

Of course, a mere sick tiger isn't capable of killing its fire crow right now! (End of Chapter)