Chapter 161 Cang Ling
Although one hundred and twenty wisps of blue dragon smoke were far from enough to heal the Kaitian wound in his body, they were enough to allow him to regain his freedom and relax for a while.
But Da Chunmu also knew that there must be a lie in Fuxi's words. One hundred and twenty wisps of green dragon smoke were definitely not Fuxi's bottom line.
"Five hundred strands of blue dragon smoke. This is the minimum requirement. Without these strands of blue dragon smoke, I can't possibly recover some of my strength to suppress the alliance of the three paths of gods, immortals and Buddhas."
Da Chunmu put forward his own demands. If his own strength is not restored, it will be impossible for him to suppress the alliance of the three paths of gods, immortals and Buddhas. This is also in the interests of the dragon clan.
When the bargaining began, Fuxi knew that Dachunmu had agreed to his request. The Qinglong smoke essence was inexhaustible to Fuxi.
Fuxi didn't care about the consumption of Qinglongyan's essence, but it was impossible for Fuxi to heal the opening injury of Dachunmu.
The bargaining between Fuxi and Dachunmu was also an estimation of the severity of the Kaitian injury in Dachunmu's body.
In the end, Fuxi agreed to give Dachunmu 280 strands of Qinglong smoke. After Dachunmu's injuries were further stabilized, he would personally lead the army of hundreds of tribes in the Dachun domain to attack the alliance of the three paths of gods, immortals, and Buddhas in the Western Continent.
In addition, Dachunmu also told Fuxi clearly that Tianhuang Realm was also a vast world evolved by him, and the hundreds of tribes in Tianhuang Realm also obeyed Dachunmu. Naturally, Fuxi was not surprised by this.
No matter what, he and Dachunmu have already engraved this oath in the origin of the Heavenly Dao, and no one can violate it.
As long as the Dachun tree does not die, neither the hundreds of tribes in the Dachun domain nor the hundreds of tribes in the Tianhuang domain will have any major friction with the West Sea Dragon Court.
"Pleasant to work with."
Fuxi waved his right hand, and an endless stream of green dragon smoke turned into a trickle and merged into the hundred-foot-tall elm tree. The misty green color spread across the elm tree like ripples.
The Dachun wood's own consciousness was flowing, and he consumed ninety of the one hundred and twenty strands of Green Dragon Smoke Essence to curb the deterioration and tearing of the root of his own body. The remaining thirty strands of Green Dragon Smoke Essence were refined by the Dachun wood into the body of the innate Chu wood he was currently living in.
The majestic essence of creation turned into a torrent that swept across every inch of the branches and trunk of the elm tree. The traces of the calamity that had been integrated into the origin of the elm tree slowly collapsed and disintegrated under the impact of the green haze.
A sense of relief that burst out from deep within his heart made the big cypress tree let out a long sigh, and the hundred-foot-tall cypress tree emitted a faint green-yellow spiritual light.
A long rainbow fell in front of Fuxi, and the hundred-foot-tall elm tree turned into an old Taoist priest with a tall hat, a wide belt, and fluttering sleeves.
There was a cold light flashing in his narrow eyes. He looked at Fuxi with the incarnation of the big chun wood evolved from the chu wood, wondering whether he could seriously injure Fuxi and kill him with his current combat power which was almost at the level of Daluo Daojun.
Dachunmu, who had already sworn an oath to the Heaven, was unable to do it, but if he was only severely injured, it would not be considered a violation of the oath to the Heaven.
Fuxi seemed to feel the coldness in Dachunmu's eyes, and a wisp of green mist once again lingered around Fuxi.
Da Chunmu narrowed his eyes, and the coldness on his face slowly dissipated: "You still have some remaining Qinglongyan on you, shouldn't you give it to me as agreed?"
"Not yet. Without these Qinglongyan, I'm afraid I'll be carried and thrown out of Dachun Territory."
Fuxi looked at the incarnation of the big chun wood in front of him and could feel the tremendous pressure coming from this incarnation. The chun wood is also an innate spiritual root, and it is a superior innate spiritual root.
Previously, because the chumu had shared some of the calamity of the Great Chun wood, the chumu seemed weak, not much different from ordinary grass roots. Now, the thirty strands of blue dragon smoke completely disintegrated the calamity of the innate chumu's origin. With the inestimable realm of the Great Chun wood and the huge origin of the innate chumu, the absolute power of the Great Chun wood was no weaker than that of the Daluo Daojun.
It may not even take long before Dachunmu will be able to practice the Daluo Dao Fruit that matches the Xiantian Chumu and truly become a Daluo Daojun.
Fuxi was not afraid to confront the Dachun wood at this time. He even wanted to try how much difference there was between the power he possessed after his origin was fully sublimated and the Dachun wood with the combat power of Daluo Daojun.
But Ji Jiu from the Jiuyou Demon Palace was already urging him, and Fuxi didn't have time to waste with the big chun wood here.
Da Chunmu looked at Fuxi, and a smile appeared on his old face: "You have a cautious character, very good, this way I can have a long-term partner. Within ten thousand years, you must hand over the remaining Qinglongyan to me."
"One hundred thousand years from now, I will lead the native tribes of the Western Region to attack the residences of the three paths of gods, immortals, and Buddhas. By then, you will not have already dealt with the Seven Heavenly Demon Palace."
"Don't worry about this. If I can't solve the Seven Heavenly Demon Palace within 100,000 years, then you don't have to abide by the agreement with me. The entire Western Continent will be given to you."
Fuxi looked at the big chun tree in front of him and asked, "How should I call you? I can't call you big chun tree."
"Cang Ling, you can call me by this Taoist name for now."
Da Chunmu frowned, thought of a Taoist name at random, and told Fuxi.
With a smile on his face, Fuxi waved at the Dachun tree, took a step back, and his figure disappeared from the Dachun area.
"Have you figured out the operating rules of the space-time barrier outside the Dachun domain? What a terrifying understanding and wisdom."
There was a hint of coldness in Cang Ling's eyes. The more powerful Fuxi performed, the more Cang Ling wanted to kill Fuxi.
However, now that the Heavenly Dao Oath has been made, Cang Ling also knows that he cannot make a move against Fuxi, nor can he make a move against the Dragon Clan. Even the native clans of the Western Regions cannot make a move against the Dragon Clan because of the Heavenly Dao Oath he made. Of course, the Dragon Clan cannot make a move against the native clans of the Western Regions either.
"It's time to contact the descendants of Chaos. I wonder if there is any powerful character among them who can kill Fuxi..."
As Cang Ling muttered to himself, the aura around him instantly attracted all things in the Dachun domain, and a Daluo Dao Fruit slowly took shape in front of Cang Ling.
The Dachun Domain is a vast world, and when it was opened up, a part of Cang Ling's Dao Zumu essence was consumed.
In terms of rank, the Great Thousand Worlds and Daluo Daojun are equal, so the Great Thousand Worlds can actually be regarded as a Daluo Dao fruit.
As the ancestor of the Great Dao, Cang Ling does not need to go through the so-called calamity of others and the calamity of the heart of heaven. From the moment of the birth of consciousness, Cang Ling is an existence far superior to that of Daluo Daojun.
Even though Cang Ling is now just an incarnation evolved with the help of the innate elm wood, he does not need to go through the so-called other-transformation calamity and heaven-heart calamity.
In other words, Cang Ling can now regard the Dachun Realm as his own Daluo Dao Fruit and become a thorough Daluo Dao Lord. Fuxi's understanding of the clan's ancestral tree of the Dao is still too superficial.
(End of this chapter)
