Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer Chapter 517 - 516: Cyan Ox Pays Respects to the Lord of Daoi

Perhaps sensing its end approaching, it struggled to lift its muddled head, its cloudy eyes fixing on the two immortal monks who had arrived, saying nothing, only offering a cold stare.

Though it was a prisoner, it was after all the mount of Tai Shang Laojun.

Even though its entire cultivation had been sealed, solely from its gaze, it was enough to make the two immortal monks’ hair stand on end.

Yet concurrently, it also made them angry.

"Beast, facing death, you still dare to glare at us?"

Slap!

One of them raised his hand, conjured a God-Beating Whip, and rcilessly lashed at the Cyan Ox.

The Cyan Ox, whose physique had been damaged by eight Red Gold Locks.

With just one lash, its skin broke open, and blood gushed out.

It groaned in pain but did not beg for rcy, its cold stare still making the two feel a chill down their spines.

"Still staring? Believe it or not, I’ll gouge your eyes out!"

One of them couldn’t help but curse angrily, though his tone betrayed so bluster and cowardice.

The Cyan Ox didn’t care, continuing to glare at the two with a stiffened neck.

The two were at a loss, only muttering angrily: "Daoist beast, just like Daoist people, stubborn as hell."

"Enough, take it to the Buddha Palace. Let’s see if it remains so calm when the Bodhisattva slays it." The other said, waving to produce a Jade Pot, intending to take the Cyan Ox along with the Forbidden Spiritual Spring.

Who would have thought, just as they were about to act, each felt a hand silently placed on their shoulders.

"Who?"

Having soone place a hand on their shoulders without a sound made them break out in cold sweat, hurriedly turning their heads to look behind.

The Cyan Ox also narrowed its eyes slightly, watching the unexpected newcor.

Upon seeing the person’s appearance, surprisingly resembling East Buddha from Little Western Heaven, it was sowhat surprised but its gaze turned even colder.

"What the hell!"

"Buddha?"

The two immortal monks were startled, quickly turning around to bow.

But they felt sothing strange.

"Isn’t East Buddha supposed to be heading to the Eastern Desolate Continent to annihilate the Daoist Immortal Court?"

"This..."

The two exchanged glances, suddenly rembering King of Guangmu was searching the Dao Field, claiming soone masqueraded and infiltrated the Buddha Country.

With this in mind,

The two instantly realized sothing was wrong, both questioning: "You are not East Buddha, who are you?"

Unexpectedly.

The response was not an explanation.

But the sound of a waterlon bursting.

To be precise.

It wasn’t a waterlon bursting, but their heads.

Without a chance to react, their heads and bodies, even their primordial spirits, exploded into a mist of blood in an instant.

"You..."

The Cyan Ox showed a look of astonishnt, looking at Lin Heng with eyes full of confusion.

"Co with ."

Lin Heng said, with just a wave of his hand, the eight Red Gold Locks on the Cyan Ox transford into powder.

However, the Cyan Ox made no move, its gaze slightly darkened, it said warily with a full face of caution: "What’s this? Another trick?"

"Don’t delude yourself, I will never, beco the mount of your Buddha Country."

Evidently over the years, it had experienced various thods under Ling Shu.

Toward Lin Heng’s actions, it only regarded them as a conspiracy.

Lin Heng’s expression was complex, he could hardly imagine how much suffering the Cyan Ox endured these past three hundred thousand years to beco so suspicious and guarded.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Heng waved his hand, using Chaos Qi to mask the aura of this place.

Then he said to the Cyan Ox: "I am the current Daoist Lord of the Eastern Desolate Continent Dao Immortal Court, here to rescue you."

With that.

The Daoist Purple Qi within him surged violently.

In that instant, the Cyan Ox’s pupils contracted sharply, looking at the storm-like rich Daoist Purple Qi before it, its mouth agape in shock for a long ti, finally kneeling down with a thud, crying:

"Daoist Sect’s Cyan Ox, pays respect to the Lord of Daoism!"

It suspected everything, but it would never suspect the Daoist Purple Qi!

This was the unique Qi of Daoism, drawn from the primordial origin, utterly impossible to fake.

And the vigorous Qi within Lin Heng at the mont, was so rich that it had only ever sensed it on Tai Shang Laojun.

Undoubtedly.

This must be the new Lord of Daoism Tai Shang had ntioned back then!

"You have suffered." Lin Heng said.

That heartfelt sympathy made the Cyan Ox sob and laugh simultaneously.

"I knew it, Daoism would never perish, never!"

The Cyan Ox wept with joy, its bodily wounds seemingly vanishing at this mont.

As Lin Heng was about to speak, he suddenly sensed sothing, raising his eyes to look into the distance, then narrowed his eyes, secretly thinking: "Quasi-Saint?"

...

At the sa ti.

Ling Shu Bodhisattva and Cang Feng Bodhisattva welcod their guest at the mountain gate, from a great distance, they joyfully shouted out.

"Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor, your esteed presence honors us."

"I apologize deeply for not coming to et you sooner!"

Ling Shu joined palms in a bow, his face full of compensative smiles, despite holding a Bodhisattva’s Fruit Position, before Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor, he displayed an exceedingly humble deanor.

Even a bit obsequious!

"Ling Shu Bodhisattva, you are too courteous. I am but a minor person, such a grand welco is unnecessary."

Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor stroked his beard with a smile, though his words were self-effacing, his stature remained proud, his gaze lofty, maintaining an air of superiority.

"I was delayed handling so matters, arriving late, I wonder how far the Cyan Ox banquet has progressed?" He asked with a laugh.

"It hasn’t begun yet, you see, we were all waiting for your esteed presence, only with you here can the Cyan Ox feast hold significance." Ling Shu flattered, raising Yellow Eyebrow to a very high position.

Yellow Eyebrow laughed heartily, ceased being polite, waved and said: "Since it’s so, then let’s start sooner, we shouldn’t keep those Bodhisattvas who ca from afar waiting long."

Ling Shu bowed and said: "Please."

That said, the three of them flew towards the grand Buddha Palace.

But suddenly, Yellow Eyebrow seed to sense sothing, looking toward the direction where the Cyan Ox was imprisoned.

He raised his eyebrows, muttering to himself: "Why does it feel like soone looked at ?"

The change in his expression was noticed by the attentive Ling Shu, who cautiously asked: "Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor, is sothing amiss?"

Yellow Eyebrow pondered for a while, not detecting anything unusual, shook his head saying: "Nothing."

That said, the group of three went to the Buddha Palace.

At the Forbidden Spiritual Spring.

Lin Heng let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he had the Seventy-Two Transformations, plus the Chaos Law, being far away, thus not being detected by that Quasi-Saint.

However, the arrival of that Quasi-Saint made Lin Heng realize, this place was no longer safe to linger.

Of course, this was not because Lin Heng feared that Quasi-Saint.

It’s just that he hadn’t yet obtained the Mahayana Buddhist Sutras, so he didn’t want to reveal himself too soon.

After all.

Even though his Chaos Law plus Seventy-Two Transformations could fool King of Guangmu, it would be hard to deceive a Quasi-Saint!

"Cyan Ox, can you transform into sothing small?" Lin Heng asked the Cyan Ox.

"Of course."

Few know the Seventy-Two Transformations, but basic transformation skills are generally considered common Immortal techniques.

Naturally, they were quite simple for the Cyan Ox as well.