Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 697 Azure Star, Celestial Palace! (Two Chapters Combined)

"I never knew formations could be this powerful!"

Looking at the array patterns that appeared on the ground of the inner courtyard, Song Changming found them complex and difficult to understand, even to himself. However, their powerful protective capabilities were undeniable.

This is far beyond what he can compare to the tenth-order rune array he currently possesses!

Even so, Song Changming's eyes still shone brightly, and he was filled with excitement.

It was only because he saw the infinite possibilities of formations that the so-called tenth-level talisman master was far from the limit of the talisman path!
"Ao Si, Lü Huang, stop," Senior Brother Wan Shi said in a muffled voice.

Upon hearing this, both the dragon and the giant bear calmed down, dissipated their immortal power, and reverted to their human forms.

The black-haired boy hovered above the ground, his gaze sweeping over the stubborn rock before settling on Song Changming and Guaili, who were under the protection of Senior Brother Stubborn Rock. He remained silent, still with a cold demeanor.

"Old stubborn stone, why did you bring the Celestial Venerable's guest here?" Lü Huang asked as he approached.

"The Celestial Venerable instructed me to show our distinguished guest around," said Old Stone.

Although he doesn't look old, he is actually much older than all his fellow disciples because he is a spirit of a stubborn rock.

"I see." Lü Huang vaguely understood what his Celestial Venerable meant. He stepped forward, grinned at Song Changming, and revealed two rows of sharp white teeth.

"Let me introduce myself, Lü Huang. Among my fellow disciples, I was one of the first to enter the sect. As for my true form, you've seen it, it's an iron-eating beast."

Song Changming had no choice but to repeat his name again.

"I'm very curious, what is the relationship between Brother Song and the Celestial Venerable?" Lu Huang was a straightforward person, and he didn't hold back his questions, asking directly.

"We're from the same place," Song Changming said frankly.

“No wonder, you must have a close relationship with the Celestial Venerable.” Lü Huang understood.

He said that the Celestial Venerable would not treat an ordinary immortal as a distinguished guest for no reason; there must be a reason.

"So, Brother Song, are you going to become a disciple of the Heavenly Venerable this time?" Lü Huang asked again.

Song Changming shook his head and said, "He'll probably be going to the Celestial Court to become a celestial soldier."

"Hahaha, Heavenly Soldiers are great! The Celestial Court's Battle Department offers opportunities to learn many powerful immortal techniques and methods, much better than those Wind Department and Rain Department, which spend their days just letting the wind blow and sprinkling water—how boring!"

Lu Huang said with a smile, without mocking or ridiculing the mere aspirant of a mere soldier.

After passing through the inner courtyard of the celestial palace, Song Changming and his party continued to visit other parts of the celestial palace.

However, there was one more giant panda in the group.

As for the cool, black-haired boy, he didn't come to join the fun, presumably because he wasn't that kind of person.

“You mean Ao Si? He’s the Crown Prince of the Dragon Palace, possessing the bloodline of a true dragon, but he doesn’t seem to be favored, which is why he became a disciple of the Heavenly Venerable,” Lü Huang said.

"Don't let his seemingly aloof and cold demeanor fool you; he's actually warm-hearted beneath his cool exterior. There was one time..."

It must be said that Lü Huang has a lot to say; once he starts talking, he never stops, he talks on and on.

Even the stubborn senior brother and the adorable girl standing to the side couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Song Changming listened with great interest and occasionally steered the conversation in different directions.

Through Lü Huang, he also learned more about the matter.

"So the Celestial Court and those giants on Earth are mortal enemies?"

"Of course, it has always been so since ancient times. Trolls love immortals, so the Celestial Court will naturally not let them go. The two sides have been fighting for hundreds of millions of years. As long as the Celestial Court stands, the trolls will not perish, and this has continued until now."

I remember once, the trolls fought a great battle against the Celestials; the scene was truly magnificent, with gods, Buddhas, and celestial beings filling the sky.”

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The group then arrived at a garden, where there were many kinds of bamboo, wood, melons and fruits.

Song Changming's gaze immediately fell on the fruits that had grown.

Fruits that can grow in this celestial palace are naturally extraordinary and not ordinary fruits.

The essence of heaven and earth contained in the fruit pulp cannot be found in the mortal world. It is of great benefit to the cultivation of immortals and its value is no less than that of the immortal fruits that Song Changming had worked hard to obtain before!
And there must be countless fruits like these in this garden, making Song Changming extremely envious.

Unfortunately, the fruit is not yet ripe, and it is unknown how many years it will take before the next crop is produced.

Suddenly, a gray shadow darted out of the garden and landed in front of Song Changming.

"Why have you come to my garden? Are you here to steal fruit with your fellow disciples?"

"..." Song Changming looked at the hairy-faced, thunder-mouthed man in front of him, who seemed to be in a state of shock, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

Lü Huang chuckled and said, "Little Jiu, how can you be so rude? Why would we and Brother Song steal your fruit?"

"Senior Brother Lü Huang hasn't given Junior Brother an explanation for what happened last time!" Little Monkey said anxiously, scratching his ears and cheeks.

"Well, when my senior brother returned from exorcising demons, he was thirsty, and coincidentally, he saw that this fruit was plump and sweet. It would be a shame not to have a couple of bites," Lü Huang said, becoming less and less confident.

The angry little monkey jumped up and down, yelling and screaming.

Song Changming also realized that this Senior Brother Lü Huang was a repeat offender who stole monkey fruit.

No wonder the little monkey was just stressed.

In the end, the group was chased away by a monkey wielding a stick.

“Brother Song, apart from being a bit impetuous and stingy, that monkey is actually quite kind-hearted,” Lü Huang said as they left the park.

Song Changming nodded without saying anything more.

After that, Song Changming also met all sorts of fellow disciples under Yuan Tianzun along the way.

Besides the fire spirit, monkeys, stones, pandas, true dragons, and other mountain and sea monsters, there were also many human disciples.

They seemed to get along quite well with each other, and most of them could chat and laugh together.

This shows that the Celestial Venerable Yuan truly taught without discrimination and treated all his disciples equally.

It was precisely because he did not discriminate that the disciples in this celestial palace lived in harmony and rarely caused any trouble.

Song Changming looked up at a solitary tower.

At the top of the tower, a figure sat cross-legged, meditating with his eyes closed.

Numerous celestial energies surrounded him, and spiritual energy from all directions merged into these celestial energies, enhancing his progress bit by bit.

Song Changming was not unfamiliar with this person.

It was none other than Senior Brother Cang Zhe who had first guided him.

He is also the eldest brother of all the fellow disciples in this celestial palace.

"The reason why the eldest brother is the eldest brother is because he was the first to become a disciple of the Heavenly Venerable, and he is also the one with the strongest cultivation!" Lu Huang also looked up at Cang Zhe, who was cultivating high up.

Even someone as powerful as him could speak with a hint of admiration, showing a high degree of recognition for his senior brother's strength.

All the fellow disciples had complete faith in this senior brother.

Even if some people are not convinced, they will be defeated sooner or later.

The fact that all the fellow disciples could get along so well was partly due to Yuan Tianzun's impartial attitude, but also largely thanks to the presence of their eldest senior brother.

"Brother Song, should I go and call our senior brother over?" Lü Huang suddenly asked with a smile.

Song Changming immediately waved his hand and said, "I won't bother you any longer. I've gained a lot from this trip, and I think it's time for me to go back."

“Alright, take this.” Lü Huang suddenly pulled out a fruit the size of a fist.

The fruit has a smooth, tender skin, a vibrant green with a hint of yellow, and a delicate fruity aroma wafts from it, carrying a touch of pure, ethereal fragrance.

"Although this fruit is still a while away from being fully ripe, it is still edible and can be taken along the way to quench thirst."

"Thank you very much, Senior Brother Lü." Song Changming accepted the gift without any pretense.

Given the other party's status as a powerful immortal, even a casual gift wouldn't be of low quality. "Hehe, it's nothing," Lü Huang chuckled, appearing quite affable.

"As expected of Senior Brother Lü Huang, he didn't even notice when he picked this fruit from Xiao Jiu's garden." Gua Li muttered suddenly from the side.

Lü Huang pretended not to hear.

Penglai, East China Sea, somewhere on the coast.

A metal folding fan fell straight down from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground.

Tang Kecha and two others also fell down with them.

Now, all three of them look terrible, covered in blood.

A dozen or so figures came from all directions and surrounded the three of them.

The group was also leading several ferocious beasts, which were growling menacingly as if they were about to pounce on Tang Kecha and his companions.

"Damn it!" Tang Kecha was furious, but he forced himself to calm down.

He glanced at Fran and Biyougen out of the corner of his eye, constantly pondering a way out.

"Gentlemen, we are all of the same human race, so why fight like this? Why can't we sit down and talk things out?" Tang Kecha said with a smile.

"Now you want to sit down and talk things over?" A hideous man with a pockmarked face sneered with a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Didn't I just say that I hit it off with the three of you at first sight and that we should go down to the island for drinks and get to know each other?"

"But you didn't give me any face and insisted on running away, which made me very unhappy. All my good intentions have been wasted."

The ugly man, carrying a knife, slowly approached the three.

The knife was still stained with crimson blood, the blood of Tang Kecha and the other two.

"Tell me, what should I do?"

Tang Kecha cursed inwardly, realizing that this ugly thing had clearly set a trap on the island, waiting for the three of them to fall into it and be dealt with.

The idea of ​​instant rapport and becoming friends over drinks is just a trick to fool children, yet it's repeatedly mentioned openly.

Seeing that his attempt to lure them had failed, he dropped the pretense and led his men to hack and slash their way through the crowd.

If it weren't for the sheer number and power of these guys, the three of them wouldn't have ended up in this predicament.

"If our master were here, how could these bastards be so arrogant!" Fran felt a pang of sorrow and was already considering whether to self-destruct.

Noticing the malicious gazes directed at her, she knew that if she were caught, she would likely be unable to die.

Before they met Song Changming, they could still huddle together for warmth in Biyou Valley.

Now that they were away from Biyou Valley and Song Changming, the three of them realized that every step they took was difficult and fraught with danger.

If you're not careful, losing your life is a minor matter, and even being eaten as a snack by those monsters is nothing.

The worst fear is being captured alive by one's own people and repeatedly tortured, suffering all sorts of pain, and then turned into a puppet or something similar, or subjected to some sinister and poisonous magic.
Some of these tricks, when taken to extremes, are chilling to even think about.

Tang Kecha racked his brains, trying to buy time and find a chance to escape.

Just then, the three of them were suddenly jolted awake, realizing that the Binding God Seal engraved in their souls was responding.

The owner who had disappeared has returned!
Fran was so excited that she trembled all over.

There's hope!

The three exchanged glances, each reading a message from the other's eyes.

All they need to do right now is stall for time until Song Changming returns, and then they can live!

The ugly man shouldered the large knife, his face displaying the expression of a cat playing with a mouse.

Suddenly, he set off towards the wounded Tang Kecha, intending to kill him first.

But the next moment, a powerful pressure suddenly descended without warning!

Then, everyone discovered that they were completely unable to move under this oppressive force.

A golden light descended from the sky and appeared before everyone.

It was Song Changming who had returned from his journey to the Outer Heavens.

Song Changming glanced at the miserable appearance of Tang Kecha and the other two, and basically understood the situation.

"How long have I been gone?" Song Changming frowned slightly and asked.

"Master, it's been over a month," Tang Kecha hurriedly replied.

“To be precise, it’s the thirty-fifth,” Fran added.

"It's been so long." Song Changming was somewhat taken aback.

He had no distinction between day and night in the outer heavens and thought he had only stayed for two or three days at most, but he never expected that more than a month had passed since he came out.

No wonder Tang Kecha and the other two seemed to have gone through countless hardships.

"And what's going on with these people?" Song Changming asked, his gaze falling on the group of people.

Tang Kecha then explained the whole story.

In fact, he didn't know where this group of villains came from. Just as they were about to leave Penglai East Sea, they suddenly set their sights on the three of them.

Their deeds were no different from what they had done in the past: taking advantage of their numbers to prey on their own kind.

Song Changming blinked, dispelling the pupil power that had solidified the space.

However, due to his immortal aura still being present, these people dared not make any rash moves.

"Greetings, Great Immortal! Greetings, Great Immortal!"

The leader, though ugly, was quite clever. Faced with Song Changming, who was clearly an immortal, he immediately bowed down and paid homage.

Seeing this, the others also prostrated themselves in awe, feeling deeply apprehensive.

They never expected that Tang Kecha and the other two, whom they had been targeting, actually had a powerful immortal as their backer.

In fact, Tang Kecha had previously threatened Song Changming by using his status as an immortal when he was pushed to the limit.

Unfortunately, the other party simply didn't believe it.

After all, these three people, who were in such a sorry state, didn't seem to have any powerful backers.

"Great Immortal, spare my life!"

"Great Immortal, spare my life!"

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The hideous man smashed his head against the ground, blood and flesh flying everywhere from his forehead. Dignity and pride are utterly useless in the face of a true immortal.

"Besides me, have you seen any other immortals?" Song Changming noticed something amiss and couldn't help but ask.

"Reporting to the Great Immortal, we once found a celestial city and saw a figure surrounded by celestial energy descend into it from the clouds. He was just like you. It must have been an immortal."

The ugly man spoke cautiously, his voice trembling noticeably under Song Changming's imposing presence, making his speech incoherent.

Clearly, although he had seen the immortals in person, this was the first time he had ever faced one directly.

"Immortal City?" This was the first time Tang Kecha and the other two had heard of it.

They traveled across mountains and seas, traversing vast territories, but never encountered any immortal cities.

On the original continent, there were no decent dwellings that represented civilization, let alone towns of any scale.

Most of those wild mountain and sea spirits just find a hole and go in; they wouldn't build a human city.

(End of this chapter)