readsfreenovel Chapter 876 Errand
Chapter 876 Errand
Lu Luan did not answer the two people's words, but looked at the ghost on the stone platform and said, "Why do you have to suffer this punishment when you can just be a ghost cultivator?"
The transformation from a Yin ghost to a Yang god is as difficult as the transformation from a demon cultivator to an immortal cultivator. Being struck by pure Yang thunder is too painful.
I have been in Haoyue Sect for nearly twenty years, and I can clearly feel that the Haoyue Sect is very tolerant of cultivators who are the opposite of the immortal way, such as demon cultivators and ghost cultivators.
Just as Lin Xi said, as long as it benefits the human race, it doesn’t matter what you cultivate.
"Yes, being a ghost cultivator is also good, but these young people are still young. They want to become Yang Gods and then reshape their flesh and blood bodies."
"Can you reshape your flesh and blood?"
Lu Luan was surprised.
"Yes, the process of transforming from a Yin ghost to a Yang god is called returning to the sun. If there is still blood and essence left, you can reshape your body, but the process is difficult." Deng Feng said.
"Nineteen years ago, a Yang Spirit in our sect successfully transformed. He was a young man in his forties, a true disciple. At that time, he was killed by three longhorn beetles during a battle with the Longhorn Beetle Clan. Although his soul escaped, his body was eaten. Fortunately, his sister who was close to him fought hard to take back some of the remains from the monsters and extracted a large amount of blood essence from them, which led to his success."
Du Heyan said while stroking the long whiskers at the corners of his mouth.
"This is somewhat similar to the process of other creatures transforming into human form."
Lu Luan was quite surprised. This reminded him of Xiao Can. At that time in Haoyun Cave, the little guy was able to transform successfully with the help of a drop of his blood.
"Elder Deng, have you failed to reshape your body?"
Lu Luan looked at Deng Feng.
Deng Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "When I died, the monsters ate my body till there was nothing left. How could I have the chance to rebuild my body? Besides, an old man like me doesn't have much time left, so there is no need to rebuild my body."
"Old Deng, if you had chosen to reincarnate back then, you would be in your twenties now and could be my great-grandson or great-granddaughter," Du Heyan joked.
"Get out of here, you old bastard."
Deng Feng raised his foot and kicked him more than 20 miles away, and angrily said: "After reincarnation, am I still the old man?"
"Elder Deng, you must have suffered a lot since becoming a Yang God, right?"
Lu Luan shook his head and smiled, then walked forward.
"That was a really bad feeling, but luckily I made it through. Ghost cultivators are evil after all, while Yang Gods are better, they are upright and dignified."
Deng Feng followed behind, still feeling frightened as he recalled the time when he was struck by Chunyang's thunder.
In fact, there was no need for him to suffer in order to transform into a Yang God, but for cultivators like them who grew up in the immortal sects, if they became ghost cultivators, their identities would change drastically, and some people could not accept it in their hearts. Even if it meant suffering, they wanted to transform into Yang Gods.
"It's really a heavy blow."
At this time, Du Heyan walked over and looked at Deng Feng with "resentment".
"Two elders, please take me around this Chunyang Palace first."
"Ok."
Next, the two men took him around the Chunyang Palace to look around.
The Chunyang Palace is not big and there is actually nothing to see. There are only two elders in charge here. The job is easy and just a leisurely one.
"Elder Lu, do you want to call the other ghosts to meet you?"
Deng Fengdao.
Now all the cultivators in Chunyang Palace are Yin ghosts, and those Yang gods are active outside like other elders or disciples.
"No need." Lu Luan didn't have such a big air, so he asked, "Elder Deng, how many ghost cultivators are there in the hall now?"
"More than five hundred."
"so little?"
Lu Luan stopped.
"It's like this. After all, Chunyang Palace is an abandoned mine and the pure yang energy is limited, so the sect only allows the souls of elders and disciples with Jindan cultivation to come here." Du Heyan explained on the side.
"Besides, the job here is very easy. Not many ghost cultivators come here to bathe in thunder in a day." Deng Feng said.
“It’s really easy.”
Chunyang Palace is actually just an insignificant place in the entire Haoyue Sect.
"Elder Lu, Elder Deng, I'll be leaving first."
A quarter of an hour later, after finishing everything he needed to see, Du Heyan was ready to leave. The third elder had allowed him to go back and enjoy his old age.
"Congratulations, old man."
Deng Feng's eyes were full of envy.
"Haha, who told you to be thirty years younger than me."
"Elder Du, have a safe journey."
Lu Luan bowed to him.
"Farewell."
Du Heyan gave the two of them a fist bump and left.
"Elder Lu, let's go and have some tea. There shouldn't be any ghost cultivators coming for the time being."
"Let's go."
Soon Deng Feng took him to a yard.
Inside there is an ancient tree that is more than ten feet thick, and under the tree there is a wooden table and two wooden chairs.
And on the stone wall next to it, there is a row of wooden shelves with thousands of books on them.
In the past, when they had nothing to do, Deng Feng and Du Heyan would kill time here.
"Want to practice?"
Having some free time, Lu Luan felt a little uncomfortable, so he thought about sitting cross-legged and practicing the Minghan Jue.
But suddenly I realized, what is the difference between this and seclusion?
"Forget it, let's just waste some time."
After thinking about it, he gave up the idea of practicing. If he kept thinking about practicing, his nerves would be too tense, which would not be good for the integration of his soul and spirit.
What he needs now is time to settle certain things. Sometimes a certain amount of slackness is not necessarily a bad thing, while being too diligent may backfire.
After figuring it out, he calmly drank tea with Deng Feng in the yard. Afterwards, he read the books on the wooden shelf to supplement his knowledge.
Before I knew it, the day had passed.
Wait until dusk.
He left Chunyang Palace and returned to his residence.
But Lin Xi hasn't come back yet.
Thinking of all the delicious food she had carefully prepared yesterday, he started to prepare as well.
Since you are feeling life, then immerse yourself in it completely.
As for the ingredients, there is no need to buy them, as there are plenty of them in his spiritual medicine cave.
The mermaid cave spirit was familiar with every kind of spiritual medicine in it and quickly selected the suitable one for him.
"Brother Lu, what are you doing? Are you preparing to make an elixir?"
After a while, Lin Xi came out of the house and saw Lu Luan looking at a few spiritual herbs, so he asked curiously.
"Xiao Xi, you're back. I was just about to make you something delicious."
Lu Luan smiled.
"You're so clumsy, let me help you."
Lin Xi immediately became interested, rolled up his sleeves and walked over.
"Okay."
Lu Luan rubbed her head lovingly.
In the pond beside the pavilion, two fish were playing and chasing each other among the lotus leaves.
Before long, with the joint efforts of the couple, a sumptuous dinner was ready.
"Brother Lu, what task did the Third Elder assign to you?"
In the pavilion, Lin Xi asked while eating the spiritual fruit cut into small pieces.
"In Chunyang Palace, responsible for healing the ghost cultivators inside."
Lu Luan poured the wine and replied.
"I've heard of the Pure Yang Palace. It's the place where ghost cultivators are tempered into Yang Gods."
Lin Xi was relatively unfamiliar with Chunyang Palace and had only heard of it.
“Is the work in there complicated?”
Lin Xi asked.
Lu Luan shook his head and said, "It's nothing complicated. Now it's just me and an elder named Deng Feng who are in charge. Although there are more than 500 ghost cultivators inside, it's very easy."
"How easy is it?" Lin Xi stretched out his chopsticks and picked up another dish.
"Just use some Mysterious Ice Thunder to heal their wounds, and there are only five or six ghost cultivators who need it every day. Although they were at the Golden Core stage when they were alive, after becoming ghost cultivators, they are now at the late Foundation Establishment stage, so it is easy for them to recover. I spent most of the time today playing chess with Elder Deng."
Lu Luan replied.
The ghost cultivators inside all want to become Yang Gods, so they naturally will not raise their strength to the level they had in their lifetime, because the stronger they are, the greater the cost of becoming Yang Gods.
"How do you plan to do this job?" Lin Xi looked at him meaningfully.
"How to do it?" Lu Luan was stunned, and replied: "I will do what the elders did before. Although I have a lot of free time, I don't plan to use it to practice and relax myself completely. So when I have nothing to do, I will read various Taoist books to kill time."
"Killing time?" Lin Xi frowned slightly after hearing this, and then said seriously: "Brother Lu, why do I feel that you are just perfunctorily dealing with this task? The Third Elder would not have arranged such an idle task for you casually. There must be other deep meanings behind it, and it must be helpful to your current predicament in cultivation."