Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 429 - 230 Taiping Monk

Zhou Xuan now wanted to interrogate Food Heaven, but Mr. Feng and Food Heaven were being transported by the Painter from Snow Plain Prefecture to Mingjiang Prefecture, which would take some time, so the interrogation was currently impossible.

Zhou Xuan stopped discussing the Corridor River and said to Yuan Buyu,

"Master, thank you so much for today."

"I didn’t help much," Yuan Buyu said, a bit embarrassed. As a storyteller with seven incense burns, he had been perfectly suppressed by Brother Feng,

but,

the disciple was promising,

in the Day Trip Realm, he chased Mr. Feng through four prefectures and then used his storytelling skills to directly draw Mr. Feng into a dream.

"Good disciple, I think in ten years, you will be the top storyteller. However, now I see... it might not even take ten years."

Yuan Buyu felt much better, especially since the duration of the Ancestor Tree’s "Tree Gate" had ended, and he was pulled back to Ping Shui Prefecture.

Just before his figure disappeared, Yuan Buyu waved to Zhou Xuan and shouted, "You, as my disciple, bring me joy."

Bring joy?

Ever since the Big Black Donkey thoroughly delighted the Suffering Scholar, Zhou Xuan found it hard to look at the word "joy" directly.

"It’s time to inform Lao Yun and the others to go home."

Mr. Feng’s matter had been resolved, the crisis averted,

Zhou Xuan made another day trip, his divine soul reaching Mingxi District, where he found the Meite Car driven by Zhao Wuya. He enveloped the vehicle with his divine soul and transmitted, "Ya Zi, Mr. Feng has been apprehended, you can go home."

"Received."

Zhao Wuya made a "V" sign against the car’s windshield, celebrating the survival after the calamity.

...

Xishan Street, 81 Pawn Shop, the bustling area in Mingxi District.

Mo Tingsheng was pacing back and forth inside the pawnshop, anxiously waiting,

until after a long while, a person dressed in a black witch robe suddenly appeared in the pawnshop hall.

This person’s face and neck bore numerous "eyes" tattoos.

He was the current High Priest of the Ancient Tattoo Clan — Hundred Eyes.

On the back of the Hundred-Eyed High Priest, there was a head-sized protrusion, the Dharma Body of the "Wansese Realm," descending into his body.

The Three-headed Stone Buddha possessed three Dharma Bodies: the Daluo Tian, the Wansese Realm, and the Wuxiang Prison.

Now, the "Wansese Realm" descended into the Hundred-Eyed High Priest’s body, stepping out of the Forbidden Land to find similar beings from the Buddha Country to seek assistance, intending to kill Zhou Xuan.

The first being from the Buddha Country located by the Hundred-Eyed High Priest through the Netherworld Stone was Mo Tingsheng.

"King Wan Se, what about Mr. Feng?"

"We can’t find him," Wansese Realm said, "He is the Human World No Distance, and I am not."

Hundred Eyes said, "The last time my eyes saw him, he was in Snow Plain Prefecture, miles away from Mingjiang Prefecture, both I and the ancestor are powerless."

Hundred Eyes and the Wansese Realm intended to save Mr. Feng, but their efforts fell short.

Not everyone mastered the Space Law, nor was everyone capable of the Human World No Distance.

If everyone were like dragons, able to travel miles instantly, the Painter wouldn’t be the first divine office of the Bone Elder Association, and Mr. Feng couldn’t have killed seven Bone Elders in one day, forcing the Saint Heirs of the Bone Elder Association to negotiate while turning a blind eye to the Kidnapper Hall. novelbuddy-cσ๓

"Sometimes moving too fast isn’t beneficial, as it makes it difficult for allies to assist," Wansese Realm said.

When Mo Tingsheng heard that Mr. Feng was still nowhere to be found, he realized he was likely in danger, building up anger, and slapped the pawnshop counter before asking, "What about Zhou Xuan? Is he dead?"

"Our combined abilities aren’t enough to act recklessly."

The eyes of the Hundred-Eyed High Priest possessed extraordinary abilities, seeing into the past and glimpsing some guidance into the future.

He naturally saw Yuan Buyu, the storyteller with seven incense burns, protecting Zhou Xuan’s body.

"The storytelling Tangkou is extraordinarily powerful in battle, facing him directly, I might not win,"

the Hundred-Eyed High Priest candidly remarked. Mr. Feng, with his comprehension of the storytelling dreams, could leave the control effortlessly, but it was different for him; once trapped in a dream, it would be difficult to escape.

"Moreover, I’ve seen the Ancestor Tree awaken, the Zhou Family’s Ancestor Tree has the ’Tree Gate,’ and the Zhou Family might at least send Zhou Lingyi to Mingjiang Prefecture, possibly even other Ping Shui You Shens,

I’ve not kept track of the strength of the Ping Shui You Shens for years, and I’m not sure what their levels are, so I dare not act rashly," Wansese Realm said.

Mo Tingsheng shook his head, saying, "If the Zhou Family Ancestor Tree has awakened, it’s wise not to confront Yuan Buyu,

as Ping Shui Prefecture is unique, the land has no gods, only a slumbering Nuo God,

yet the locals are nurtured by the Nuo God’s war intent like spring rain, making them exceptionally capable in battle,

Liao Ghost is an example, despite their modest abilities, they rushed our Tangkou fearlessly,

even little Liao Ghosts possess such war intent, let alone the Ping Shui You Shens, who refined their skills at Tangkous abroad before returning to serve in Ping Shui Prefecture; their war intent is far more intense than Tangkou disciples of the same level."

"War intent, can it bridge the gap in incense?" Hundred Eyes couldn’t quite grasp Mo Tingsheng’s depiction of war prowess as they had been in the Forbidden Land for a long time without engaging in warfare.

Mo Tingsheng smiled and said, "It doesn’t cover too much, but you and I are both at seven incenses, your spirit wavering before the battle, and my momentum surging, isn’t the outcome evident?

Zhou Xuan’s incense is quite ordinary, yet his war intent burns fiercely within him; when encountering anyone, even if he is outmatched, he will surely strike without any retreat."

"Indeed, I witnessed it."

Hundred Eyes observed the battle process in the Metropolitan, where Zhou Xuan risked the significant danger of getting a hole punctured in his throat, using Bone Teeth to clash against Mr. Feng’s folded fan,

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