Chapter 121 Purification (3)
The third person had blue fish gills and a black fish tail. She also roared in pain, and the spiritual energy of the other half of the pool surged towards her.
Her bright blue eyes were wide open, her pupils like grapes whose skins had been squeezed open, dripping drops of dark blue juice that slowly turned white.
Golden inscriptions merged into her gills, which shimmered with golden light, stitching together the gill seams like needle and thread, leaving only a small hole.
The small hole was then pulled by the golden light from within the flesh, tearing the skin and flesh open, leaving it bleeding profusely.
Her tail thrashed wildly in the pool, and golden inscriptions, like sharp swords, sliced her tail open from the inside, pushing the bones back into the flesh.
These golden inscriptions, faintly visible within the flesh, were being cut and stuffed into the flesh on both sides of the fish tail, as if they were mending a potter's leg with clay.
The lich woman didn't last until the leg was finished being sculpted before fainting.
Ji Zhuang said in a deep voice, "We need to let her soak a little longer!"
Ji Zhuang grabbed the woman's shoulders and placed her head in front of the pool; the witch immediately stepped forward, took the woman's hand, and began to breathe into her.
Only after the woman's legs had developed veins and muscles and were fully formed in the pool did Ji Zhuang finally take her out of the pool.
This pool of water is even dirtier and fishier.
Seeing that the tempering was over, Ji Rong closed the opening of the spiritual water vein at the bottom of the pool, then immediately gathered her roots and vomited to one side.
She shook her fur and said to the witch, "I need to rest for a while. Wait until this pool is clean before waking me up. I want to take a bath." After saying that, she flew into the mine.
As soon as Ji Rong entered the mine, she planted her roots into the spiritual crystal vein below and fell asleep while absorbing spiritual energy.
Ji Zhuang accompanied the witch doctor in treating the wounded. This group of witches were all seriously injured and were barely clinging to life.
Each of them has a different meridian pathway, and the witch doctor alone cannot handle it all. Under the witch doctor's guidance, Ji Zhuang combined his own understanding to transfer spiritual energy to the witch and demon clan members.
Alone and quiet, she scooped water.
The water had a fishy, foul stench that made her vomit repeatedly. Gu Qingqing practically scooped up the water while vomiting.
Then, she said weakly to the witch, "It stinks, I need to get some fresh air." After saying that, she ran to the pit dug at the seal and started rolling around in it.
After Xuanwu and Ji Zhuang finished their work, Gu Qingqing was still rolling around in the air. Ji Zhuang flew to the mine to find his sister. He tried to wake her up with his wings and claws, but he couldn't.
Jiao Jue walked out of the mine, lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Let her sleep. She'll wake up on her own when she's had enough sleep." After saying that, he walked back into the mine.
Ji Rong slept for two days and two nights before waking up. When she woke up, she was disgusted by the fishy smell on her body for a long time before she remembered that there were still two pots of lich that hadn't been soaked in the pool.
At this moment, Ji Rong was filled with regret. She gathered her roots and walked unsteadily toward the tempering pool.
Upon reaching the pool, Ji Rong couldn't help but look up and shed tears of sorrow. It stank so badly! Even the scraped bottom of the pool still retained an indescribable fishy stench.
She mechanically rooted herself downwards, opening up all the spiritual streams and water veins. This time, she intended to soak the remaining lich disciples in one pool.
Once the pool was full, Ji Zhuang ordered the remaining thirty-eight men to enter. Within half a quarter of an hour, the water became murky and fishy.
After a quarter of an hour, a bald man covered in black scales and without hands appeared in the pool, and then he grew two hands.
By the fourth quarter of an hour, only eighteen people remained in the pool. These people, who had grown arms, also grew a black snake tail covered with scales.
By the seventh quarter of an hour, only nine people remained in the pool, and a tongue grew from the mouth of the person who had grown arms and a tail.
When Ji Rong unfolded the second giant leaf, only five people remained in the pool. This person, who had grown arms and a tail, had black hair growing on his head. His forehead swelled and cracked open, revealing a pale eye, before he fainted and was pulled up by Ji Zhuang.
Of the remaining four, one of them, who had eagle claws, underwent a mutation. His eyes turned blood red, and fangs and sharp teeth grew from his mouth. Two bony horns protruded and split open on the sides of his skull.
His body was covered in uneven patches of golden-red scales, which shone brilliantly in the sunlight.
Then, the man could no longer hold on and fainted.
Three people remained, and they continued to bleed without any other changes.
As the second hour approached, one of them suddenly experienced a violent tremor in his bones and muscles.
He screamed and fell into the water. Ji Zhuang pulled him out and checked him; the man was already dead.
Two hours had passed when Ji Rong opened the third giant leaf, revealing the remaining two people whose skin and flesh were trembling uncontrollably.
Layer upon layer of golden inscriptions rushed into their bodies, merging into their skin.
Bone breaking, flesh being removed, blood being drained—golden inscriptions were forming tiny new veins within their bodies.
The gills, webbed feet, scales, and tail of the fish on the person's body were all cut off bit by bit, and the gaps were filled and restored with fine bits of meat.
One man's tail was cut off at the root, and then all four claws were severed; his body shrank continuously as if being ripped apart by an invisible knife.
The spiritual energy in the pool swirled and surged into them in large quantities. Their teeth had already broken, but they still managed to retain their consciousness.
"Boom, boom, boom!" A series of lightning bolts struck the pool directly, and the two of them were about to advance in rank.
The dense lightning seemed to be blasting the two into dust. They were getting weaker and weaker, and just when they were about to lose consciousness, a huge golden pattern flew out from the vein of the seventh leaf in Ji Rong's body and merged into the bodies of the two in the pool.
A voice suddenly rang out from the sky: "Honor the Great Shaman Tao!"
A great shaman's phantom appeared in the air, raised its hand to catch the lightning from the sky and smashed it to the side before disappearing.
The lightning stopped, and Ji Zhuang and Gu Qingqing quickly pulled the two people out of the pool, which resembled a stinking ditch.
This time, Ji Rong seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
Gu Qingqing had no choice but to scoop up the sewage all by herself once again.
Since Ji Rong wasn't blocking the outlet, Gu Qingqing had to scoop out two pools of water to clean it all out.
After finishing his work, Ji Zhuang also came to help. Seeing that the water had dried up, he took advantage of the fact that the water level hadn't risen yet and used his wings to clean out all the silt from the pool walls.
The lich disciples awoke one by one. Once the last one was awake, the lich led them, along with the two corpses that had failed to be refined, and left Desolate Wind Island.
She would inform the Lich clan of the results of her refinement and hold a funeral for the two clansmen who had failed in their refinement.
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At that time, the Canglan God sat on his throne, and he frowned as he sensed the drop in the water level of the Cangling River in the Canghe River basin.
"Who would be so shameless as to come down to the mortal realm to steal my spiritual veins!" Canglan Divine Lord thought angrily to himself. At the same time, his heart was filled with doubt, so he summoned the left and right mountains to fly to the end of the Canghe spiritual veins.
The end of the Cang River is the Du River, but the Du River does not belong to the Canglan Divine Lord. Therefore, although the Cangling River flows down along the Du River, it has no intersection with the Du River in terms of spiritual flow.
The Divine Lord Canglan flew along the Cangling River to the sea area where he had seen the Horned Jade for the second time.
Standing high in the sky, looking down at the diverse people on the islands below, He remembered that the descendants of the witch clan, with their mixed bloodlines, lived in the desolate sea.
He couldn't help but sigh, and pointed to Tuifeng Island, saying to Shan Zuo and Shan You: "The Cangling River has caused an anomaly here. You two stay here and see who is stealing my spiritual flow, but do not harm those poor witch people."
After saying this, He returned to the Canglan Temple alone.
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