Slaughter God’s Journey to Immortality - C70

When any cultivator obtains a brand-new mantra, they would unconsciously try it out. Werther was no exception, he followed this mantra and slowly circulated his mantra. First, he closed his seven senses and six senses, visualizing a golden Buddha in his sea of consciousness. The golden movement technique that his truesoul had condensed was originally a Taoist attire. Now, two streams of air suddenly separated and formed two Dharma Bodies on the ground. It was completely different from the Taoist Dharma Bodies, causing Werther to click his tongue in amazement.

The first was actually a Xiantian Great Demon God of Annihilation whom the Devil Lord had described in his memory as worshipping the Devil sect. It had three arms and four heads, and each of the faces had their own incantations, corresponding to three human shadows: cunning, brutality, and slaughter. The other was the Buddha he was still thinking about, the Sect Leader of the Secret Sect, Viluuna Buddha, also known as the Great Tathagata Buddha.

The Buddha sat on a twelve-petaled lotus throne, his arms folded and unmoving. The other six arms held a wheel, an umbrella, a vase, a treasure cap, a sword, a mirror, and six other symbols, the Great Ruo, Emancipation, Freedom, and Righteousness, but they were all illusions.

The Great Apocalypse Heavenly Demon seemed to loathe and fear the Golden Buddha, as it stayed far away from the Golden Body. One was the Ascendant’s Dharma Body, which symbolized the path of cultivation for the Taoists. One was the Great Destruction of Heaven’s Magic Body, which symbolized the cultivation of the Devil Dao, and one was the Dharma Appearance Great Sun Tathagata, which symbolized the emancipation of Buddha. They were one and the same.

Although there was no conflict between them, there still had to be a question of order. Otherwise, if he were to covet a variety of techniques and cultivate together, it would definitely delay his progress. Furthermore, if there were any conflicts between the three sects, he would die without a burial ground.

He had only created techniques of the Immortal Soul stage, and he still needed to practice and verify them before he could get any results. After all, there were too many lice to bite and too many debts to worry about, and after countless attempts to combine the three Dharma Idol, Werther finally gave up. Only now could it be said that the Demon Sovereign, Heaven Decimating, no longer existed. Having solved this huge problem, there was a huge additional danger, but Werther was worried, and had no other choice but to let nature take its course. Fortunately, the three of them did not have any signs of conflict, and could only temporarily leave it in the sea of consciousness to wait for the opportunity to resolve it.

When Werther woke up from his deep meditation, the first thing he felt was discomfort all over his body. He hadn’t eaten or drank anything for three months, and he didn’t move a muscle. If it were anyone else, it would be a dead end, and only a powerful cultivator like him could bear it.

Werther hurriedly went to take a bath, changed his clothes, called Alan over, shaved his hair, and returned to being the handsome young man, but now he was as thin as a twig. Seeing this, Alan felt his heart ache. He hurriedly went to serve the food. Werther did not mind the taboo of meat anymore. He practically did not refuse anything. He ate two big barrels of rice and three and a half tables of dishes until he finally felt better.

Lan laughed. “Young master, you’ve meditated for three months. I heard that the Holy Magisters have such a long period of time to practice. Young master, are you a Grand Magus Saint now?” Seeing that Werther had somewhat recovered, this little girl, who liked to talk and laugh, immediately revealed her true nature, chattering non-stop. Werther also liked joking with her and said smilingly, “Although young master I’m not a Grand Magus Saint, I’m more powerful than one!”

Alan pouted. “The young master is spouting nonsense, but is the young master the Sword Saint?” Only Sword Saints are stronger than Grand Magus Saints. ” Werther said indifferently, “Is that Sword Saint? I’m not either. ” Lan was really angry now. He said angrily, “So young master is really playing with me!” Werther smiled. “Why would I coax you?” I really didn’t lie to you. I am indeed more powerful than a Grand Magus Saint! Believe it or not. “Alright, pack up. I’m going to see my father.” Alan still didn’t believe him, but he didn’t dare to ask any more questions and just kept his head down.

Werther arranged his appearance and went to his father’s study. James smiled and said, “You’ve come out of seclusion?” “How are the results?” Werther said, “Basically, we reached our target.” He smiled wryly in his heart, “Yet another hidden danger has come.” James was very happy. “Alright, alright. Come and chat with me for a while. I’m almost suffocating from the fact that you’ve been in closed door cultivation for three months.” “With Aunt Sophia by your side, why would father feel lonely?”

James feigned anger and said, “Even you are making fun of me? However, this Sophia really leaves me at a loss for what to do. I have already explained it to her clearly, but since His Majesty and the Right Premier agreed, she doesn’t want to give up. “Sigh!” The issue of their relationship was not his strong point, especially his own father. However, since the emperor had already agreed to it, his father, this loyal servant, would probably have no other choice. This happy occasion would come to fruition sooner or later, and what he was most worried about was that his mother, who had never met him before, would not bring a group of experts to kill God.

After the father and son duo chatted for a while, James turned to the main topic at hand, “What level have you reached now? Don’t hide it from me. If your strength falls within my expectations, I have something important for you to handle.” Werther thought for a moment. “I haven’t finished condensing all the acupoints in my body, and I don’t dare to blatantly absorb magic elements in the imperial city. I’m still a lot short.” However, with the Coiling Dragon Staff and Heaven-Devouring Armor in my hands, I should be able to fight against the Sword Sage without losing. “But when it comes to peak-level Saints, it’s hard to say.”

James’ eyes were filled with praise as he said, “Good child, you’re much more promising than I was when I was younger. Very good. I’m very gratified. “It seems like you have to do this.” Werther said with a laugh, “If there’s anything, please feel free to tell me. I’ve been in the imperial capital for two years, and I’m almost suffocating.” But the Military Academy? ” James said, “You don’t have to worry about this. I can tell that you’re not interested in those things that fight in the battlefield. However, you can’t ignore these. You’ll definitely use them in the future. Maybe a few years later.” Werther nodded. “I am clear about this as well. Rest assured Father, I can tell what’s important and what isn’t.”

James nodded in satisfaction and changed the subject, “A few months ago, you still remember the prince of the Beast Race, Shizui, that you saved? The beast race was facing an unprecedented crisis, facing internal and external difficulties. He had come to seek the support of His Majesty and the empire. I brought him to the emperor, who decided to assist the orcs in a limited way.

One of them was to transport the urgently needed food supplies of the Beast Race to them. However, from the empire to the territory of the Beastmen, they had to pass through the great desert and the great wasteland. The dangers within were obvious. “Recently, this news has spread out. There are many people in the desert and wasteland who want to obtain this batch of grain.”

James laughed coldly, “They are well-disguised. They pretend to be bandits or refugees, but in reality, they are all disguised as the regular army of the Kaiser Empire. “They’ve used up many experts. Our people can’t withstand it, so we’ve lost quite a bit.” “Father wants me to escort the goods?” James nodded. “That’s right, this matter is very secretive to begin with, and I don’t have many experts I can deal with right now, so I still need a portion of them to keep an eye on the Minister of the Left’s family.” James nodded, “That’s right, this matter is very secretive to start with, and I don’t have many experts I can deal with right now.

Werther said, “As you wish, Father. I’ve accepted this mission. When will we set off? ” James said, “Escorting food requires one to travel through the desert and wasteland. You should also make some preparations.” “I’ll send someone familiar with the situation in the area to guide you to the latest batch of grains. We’ll fix it in three days.”

Inside the room, Werther looked at Alan crying as he prepared the things he needed. “I’m not going to die, I’m just going to escort the beast race with food. What are you crying for?” Lan wiped his tears, “I don’t know how long it will take you to return, young master. I’m sad.” Werther was very touched. He said in a gentle voice, “You don’t have to be sad. I’ll be back in half a year or so at the most. I’ll bring you a lot of desert specialties then.” After coaxing her for a long time, the little girl finally smiled through her tears.

Three days later, Werther slowly drove out of the imperial capital in a shabby, simple carriage. After several hours of traveling, they arrived at a small town a hundred miles away from the city of Dawn in the evening. There was already a group of people waiting there, leading dozens of carts full of food. What made Werther most speechless was that the guide his father had mentioned was actually the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, the sly old Tom.