Chapter 151 Becoming a Saint
"The Divine Lord Canglan is truly an unparalleled god!" Ji Zhuang and Gu Qingqing praised in unison.
Then, with tears welling up in her eyes, Gu Qingqing began her story.
While recounting her childhood experiences of being both red and white-skinned, having two palaces, and being overweight, she secretly observed Canglan Jun's expression.
Seeing that the Divine Lord Canglan showed no change in expression, she couldn't help but curse Jiaojue five times in her heart before continuing her story.
Gu Qingqing spoke for nearly two hours before finally finishing her story.
When it was Ji Zhuang's turn, he said, "My sister and I are phoenixes from Zhongzhou. We drifted all the way from Yashui to Nanshui. Later, we met Sister Qingqing. Sister Qingqing has told us everything that happened after that."
Ji Rong thought about it and realized that what her brother said was true, so she said, "My brother has already said everything, so I don't need to say anything more. You should give away less of the treasures, and you should wrap them up and give them to me. I don't know how long I will be able to live off this little bit of wealth."
The Canglan God smiled gently and said, "I understand." Then, a small piece of skin on his forehead suddenly fell off, stayed in mid-air, and quickly scattered and disappeared.
Ji Rong and the others felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing this, fearing that Canglan Divine Lord would crumble into pieces before their very eyes. However, Canglan Divine Lord smiled and said, "It's alright, I still have plenty of time."
After the Canglan God lost a small piece of dough, it indeed stopped falling off for two days in a row; inside the temple, the silver plate had stopped chewing, and she rushed out of the temple, flew into the sky, and roared at the sky.
These roars were like a provocation, and soon lightning struck, heading straight for her.
"Crack, crack, crack..." In no time, the aroma of burnt dragon meat spread everywhere, but when the wind blew, it carried with it an indescribable stench that filled the air.
Those on the left and right of the mountain stood guard in front of the hall, watching the silver plate fiercely undergo tribulation.
Shan Shui, along with Ji Rong and a few others, stood at the highest point of Cangshan Mountain.
The men on the left and right of the mountain stood on either side, glancing at the silver plate and then at the jade pendant.
The silver disc spun in the air and shouted, "If you're so capable, then strike me dead! If you can't, then all of you get out of my way!" After saying this, she flew towards the center of the thundercloud in one go.
Lightning struck her down, scraping off a layer of flesh and scorching her skin;
She was no longer in pain; she got up from the ground again and flew away once more.
This cycle repeated five times. On the fifth time, the silver disc was about to fly to the top, but it was blasted back to the ground by the concentrated lightning.
At this moment, Yinpan's body was tattered, and a skeleton as white as teeth was revealed from her charred, mangled flesh.
But her momentum didn't wane. She silently roared at the receding thunderclouds above, "You haven't killed me yet! Don't leave! Come at me again!"
Then she headed toward the center of the thunderclouds. This time, she could no longer fly. So she used her four claws to create clouds and climbed upwards step by step, just like the "Hundred Cranes Facing the Sky" she had created.
Today, she will ascend to the heavens step by step!
The higher she went, the easier it became;
Her scales were long gone, and pieces of charred flesh had fallen from her body, revealing bones with a hint of red. The dragon tendons on the bones were half-cooked, translucent white, but the silver plate remained oblivious and continued forward!
When the silver plate reached the top of the thundercloud, all that remained of her was a tattered skeleton with its meridians still connected, with no flesh or blood left on her body.
The Canghe River, imprinted in her bones, meanders and flows, emitting a soft golden light.
The God of Canglan watched this scene with satisfaction. He said to the left and right sides of the mountain, "The silver plate has not failed me. It has indeed lived up to the name of the River God. Among all living beings, it is difficult to find one who can match her. You should understand this."
The silver disc finally ascended onto the thundercloud. Above the empty thundercloud, she unleashed a shimmering Canghe River map and roared, "I am a dragon, I connect the Canghe River, I gather all races, I protect the Canglan, I shall be a saint!"
As she shouted these words, a portal appeared out of thin air above the thunderclouds. Without hesitation, the silver disc pushed its claws inside, only to find towering peaks and rushing rivers flowing towards it, forcing it out of the portal and disappearing from sight.
The thunderclouds dispersed, and the silver disc fell from the clouds. With each zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) it fell, a layer of flesh grew on its body. By the time it hit the ground, it had become a four-clawed silver dragon glowing with blood. It breathed on the clear sky, creating an ice mirror to reflect its reflection before its head tilted to the side and it fainted.
Pieces of spiritual light drifted down from the sky, landing precisely on her and merging into her body, gradually making her frail physique fuller and stronger.
At this moment, the Canglan God Lord spoke up: "My little brothers, go and protect the silver plate." The two men, Shan Zuo and Shan You, got up and ran towards the silver plate together. They lay down one after the other, about ten feet away from the silver plate.
"Crack." One of Canglan Jun's webbed hands suddenly fell off and disappeared into thin air.
He glanced at the missing part and smiled gently, "The disintegration of this body is much faster than expected."
As the webbed hand landed, Ji Rong immediately squatted down and supported the swaying deity. She felt that Canglan Jun was lighter. She looked at the place where the deity's severed hand had grown back, and there was no trace of the webbed hand that had grown there before.
Perhaps this is a good thing.
"Brother, I've smelled your scent for a long time. Come out quickly!" Canglan Divine Lord suddenly spoke up towards the sky.
Then a large yellow tiger with black stripes emerged from the bushes. Its eyes were filled with sorrow, and it did not look at Canglan Shenjun. Canglan Shenjun said, "Brother, didn't you love carrying me the most? I also loved it when you carried me all over the mountains. Why aren't you coming to pick me up?"
The tiger then lowered its head and ran quickly, butted Ji Rong aside with its head, and then carried Canglan Shenjun away.
"Hahaha, brother, you're still so fast." Before long, the laughter of the Canglan Divine Lord came from the forest. Ji Rong found it pleasant to hear, and roots and tender leaves couldn't help but grow on her head.
Infected by Canglan Shenjun's emotions, Ji Zhuang carried Gu Qingqing and flew wildly around Canglan Shenjun; Gu Qingqing laughed loudly on Ji Zhuang's back.
In an instant, the mountains were bustling with activity, and all living beings rejoiced at the simple happiness of the gods.
They ran around the temple three times, and then they saw four-colored rays of light shining straight into the sky between the two peaks of Canglan.
Jiaojue is about to be declared a god.
Canglan Jun patted Shan Wu with his tiger paw, pointed at Ji Rong and the others and said, "Brother, these are the three virtuous nephews whom the younger brothers have recognized. You must remember to greet them."
"There is a true dragon over there, proclaiming his divine position here. He is a friend of my three nephews. Let's go take a look."
Shan Wu nodded and flew towards the direction where Jiao Jue was.
The four powers of Jiaojue have been completely integrated into his body, and at this moment, he is condensing his divine essence.
He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the air, as wisps of divine runes came from all directions and slowly entered his body.
Looking at Jiao Jue, who was sleeping like an infant, Canglan Divine Lord said, "Ji Rong, I remember that you can connect to the spiritual veins. Go and inform your friend Jue, and then open the spiritual vein opening under him wider to help him quickly condense his divine spark."
Ji Rong said shyly, "Please, Divine Lord, cover me up."
The Divine Lord Canglan said, "That is the way it should be."
Ji Rong flew to a distance of three zhang from Jiao Jue and landed, shouting towards Jiao Jue, "Big brother, the Divine Lord sent me here to open the underground spiritual flow for you."
Jiao Jue closed his eyes and remained still. He exhaled a breath from his nostrils, which quickly condensed into a single word in the air: "Yes".
Ji Rong then walked over the thick wall of four-colored divine runes. She flew to a point half a zhang away from the horn jade, but could go no further.
She stood there, planting her thick roots and tearing a large opening in the underground flow of spiritual water. She quickly drove the roots to draw spiritual energy into the opening, and only withdrew after she had recovered more than half of her strength.
A surge of spiritual energy erupted from the opening Ji Rong had torn open, propelling the divine runes around the horn jade to integrate much faster. However, Canglan Divine Lord shook his head and said, "It's still not enough."
As he spoke, He opened His third eye on His forehead, looked toward the direction of the South River, spread His palms, and chanted incantations. Before long, large streams of golden energy swirled and surged toward the Horned Jade.
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