Kapitel 32: Becoming a Deity
December.
Under the pale sky, whiter snow began to fall, turning the world monochrome.
Chen Xia, still dressed in a thin green robe, sat on the steps outside the door, propping his head with one hand, his eyes slightly lowered, lost in thought.
"Wow, it's snowing!" A clear cry of joy rang out, and Huang Qingyue appeared behind him, curiously asking.
"Brother Chen, do you like snow?"
Chen Xia turned his head to look; Huang Qingyue was wearing a snow-white jacket over a goose-yellow dress embroidered with flowers, which clung to her figure, highlighting her full figure.
He nodded and replied, "I quite like it."
"Why is that?" Huang Qingyue squatted down, sitting side by side with Chen Xia, curiously asking.
Why?
This question made Chen Xia ponder for a while, and after a while, he spoke softly, "Perhaps it's because it rarely snows where I come from, that's why I like seeing snow."
Huang Qingyue's eyelashes slightly lifted, seemingly with snowflakes attached, making her look even more beautiful, and she laughed, saying.
"Brother Chen's hometown is in the south? It indeed doesn't snow often there."
"No." Chen Xia shook his head, looking up at the pale night sky, "It's far away."
A rare trace of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.
Huang Qingyue clutched his sleeve, raised a comforting smile, and said, "No matter how far, there will be a day to return, right?"
Chen Xia withdrew his gaze from the sky, shook his head, and smiled, "It doesn't matter anymore."
He had nothing left to miss.
Huang Qingyue shook her head, blaming herself in her heart for bringing up the topic, now upsetting Brother Chen.
So she quickly tried to make up for it, saying, "Brother Chen, let's build a snowman."
"Okay." Chen Xia agreed, standing up.
Huang Qingyue had already trotted into the snow, turned around, looked at Chen Xia, and smiled.
"This time, let's build two snowmen, shoulder to shoulder, okay?"
She revealed a very bright smile, standing in the snow, her breath forming a hazy fog that enveloped her face, like a fairy in the snow.
Very beautiful.
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Early spring.
The flowers had not yet bloomed.
Chen Xia had already set off overseas; he was going to meet these overseas Qi practitioners.
Not to kill, but at least to warn these practitioners; otherwise, if they harassed him again, Chen Xia would really have to kill all the overseas Qi practitioners.
He didn't particularly enjoy killing.
But when it was time to kill, he wouldn't go soft.
Overseas was mostly islands, many undeveloped, uninhabited wastelands, and it was likely that the overseas Qi practitioners were hidden among these deserted islands.
Chen Xia stood in the air, his Gold Elixir senses fully open, instantly covering a range of nearly ten miles, like a human radar detecting changes around him.
His gaze suddenly stopped, looking at a small island in the distance.
In a very deep secret room.
Overseas Qi practitioners in white clothes were discussing matters; they had suffered heavy casualties and were now weak, considering ways to survive.
"The deputy sect leader went to the Great Song Imperial City, it is said to help the old immortal who emerged, but the deputy sect leader overestimated that old immortal..."
Speaking of this, the Qi practitioners became increasingly indignant.
"That old immortal's reputation is so invincible, and he is even on par with the Great Song National Master, known as the two immortals of the world; I think it's just nonsense!"
The dead cannot come back to life, so this Qi practitioner cursed more harshly, since the old immortal couldn't do anything to him.
"That Great Song National Master is also too invincible; it's said that he killed the old immortal in just thirty breaths, and no one could stop him."
When they talked about this, everyone fell silent, and after a while, someone asked worriedly.
"What if that Great Song National Master comes overseas to find us?"
As soon as these words came out, all the Qi practitioners shuddered, and someone immediately refuted.
"Impossible, here are all overseas wastelands, and we have opened up the wasteland below, adjacent to the sea; they may find us."
This statement was like giving all the Qi practitioners a tranquilizer, and they were not panicked anymore, but there was still doubt.
"But we can't hide here forever, we always have to contact the outside world; what if the Great Song National Master blocks the coast?"
Speaking of this issue, all the Qi practitioners became distressed, indeed difficult, and someone suggested.
"Why don't we show our goodwill to this Great Song National Master? We have an array that can absorb offerings; the old immortal cooperated with us for this reason, and I think this Great Song National Master should also need it."
"Good!" The Qi practitioners nodded, but there was another problem, "Who should go?"
Everyone looked at each other, not speaking.
No matter who was sent, there was a possibility of not coming back, so no one was willing to go.
"Why don't we send a message to this Great Song National Master, and also send some treasures to show our sincerity?"
"Well, this method can work, but what if this Great Song National Master doesn't come?"
"He should, he might also be looking for us, maybe he's here now, haha."
This was just a joke he made, but he soon realized that jokes shouldn't be made casually.
The secret room they were in began to vibrate, the tables and chairs shook, the walls suddenly shattered, and disappeared like a water curtain.
Behind it stood a figure in a green robe, as if he had suddenly appeared in the soil, his eyes flickering with green light, asking the crowd.
"Are you looking for me?"
All the Qi practitioners were instantly chilled, their spines feeling as if they had been crushed by fine needles, aching with horror.
Seeing that they didn't speak, Chen Xia came out, and the collapsed walls behind him suddenly rose and covered again.
"By the way, I'm also looking for you."
Chen Xia said with a smile.
The Qi practitioners couldn't smile at all, watching the man in front of them with a chill in their hearts.
Are they going to die today?
Chen Xia gave the answer with a smile, "Today, I give you two choices, death or life."
"I am not a bloodthirsty person, but I will kill, so show your sincerity, and I can consider not killing you."
The Qi practitioners looked at each other, and one of them quickly said in a trembling voice.
"We are discussing to depend on you; if you are willing, we are willing to complete the offering array for you, and from then on, all living beings in the Great Song and even in this world will worship you!"
Chen Xia raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What are the benefits?"
He is also being offered by the people of the Great Song now, but apart from increasing some spiritual dragon qi on the National Teacher's Day every year, there are no other benefits.
The trembling tone of the Qi practitioner stopped at this moment, becoming heavy, serious, and serious.
"Become a god."
Chen Xia frowned, puzzled.
The Qi practitioner quickly explained, "You have reached this realm, and you must have known the news of all worlds."
Chen Xia nodded, "I've heard from others."
This other person is naturally the immortal he killed.
The Qi practitioner put his hand on the table and drew a large circle.
"In all worlds, there are many powerful interfaces, and the immortal world above us is one of the top interfaces, and the one that controls our world is just the Fu Yao Immortal Sect in the immortal world."
Chen Xia had never heard this news before, nodded, and asked again, "What does this have to do with becoming a god?"
The Qi practitioner put his hand in the circle he drew and said, "Every world or interface is like this circle, and the circle can be seen as the human body, with internal organs, limbs, and bones."
"Our interface is so weak, and the reason why we can't even produce a golden elixir for hundreds of years is that we lack the most important..."
"Heart!"
The Qi practitioner's expression was heavy, his finger tapping the center of the circle, and said.
"Becoming a heart is becoming a god, becoming the supreme existence of this world, and then everything in this world will nourish you, and your realm will affect this world, making this world stronger and stronger."
"These two complement each other and benefit each other."
Chen Xia crossed his arms and found it interesting, asking curiously, "How do you know these things?"
The Qi practitioner said hurriedly, "Five hundred years ago, the golden elixir ancestor wanted to ascend to godhood, but he was not qualified enough and failed, dying in the hundred thousand thunder tribulation."
"Do you also need to cross the thunder tribulation?" Chen Xia was even more curious.
The Qi practitioner seemed to think of his ancestor who died in the thunder tribulation, and said with some sadness, nodding.
"To ascend to the upper realm, you need to cross the thunder tribulation. If it's just an ordinary thunder tribulation, it's nothing, but the ancestor wanted to ascend to godhood and triggered the extermination level of a hundred thousand thunder tribulations."
Chen Xia glanced at the Qi practitioner, put his finger in the center of the circle, and said with a smile, "So after I become a god, if I want to ascend, I also need to cross a hundred thousand thunder tribulations, or even more?"
The Qi practitioner gave a dry laugh, then hurriedly said, "Crossing the thunder tribulation is not a bad thing. Since ancient times, all practitioners have thunder tribulations when they break through, so thunder tribulations are considered good news."
"The more powerful the thunder tribulation, the greater the benefit to the practitioner after crossing it. The ancestor didn't have enough qualifications and couldn't withstand the hundred thousand thunder tribulations. Otherwise, he would have ascended to the immortal world and would be a significant figure by now."
The Qi practitioner was particularly nostalgic when he said this, thinking about how glorious they were five hundred years ago, and even the emperor had to bow and worship when he saw them. Now they can only hide in such a deserted island.
Things change, things really change.
Chen Xia suddenly asked again, "Are there any rumors of other immortals descending to this world? I'm not talking about immortals that top martial arts masters can kill, but those who can destroy a city with a single palm."
A single palm destroys a city?
The Qi practitioner heard this and frowned tightly, as if thinking of something, and said in a deep voice.
"The ancestor's book records that it happened once six hundred years ago, also destroying a city with a single palm, but the ancestor speculated that the owner of the palm was not an immortal."
"Because the descending messengers of the Fu Yao Immortal Sect don't know about this. If it's a colleague from the immortal world, their technique fluctuations absolutely cannot escape the detection of the Fu Yao Immortal Sect."
"So the descending messengers of the Fu Yao Immortal Sect speculate that it is a person from another world. As for which interface it is, it is unknown, but it must have reached the level of a sage."
Chen Xia stared at the Qi practitioner, his eyes deep like a deep pool, and said word by word.
"A hundred years ago, I saw it."
The Qi practitioner's body trembled instantly, like a duckweed hit by heavy rainwater, and almost couldn't stabilize his body.
Six hundred years ago.
A hundred years ago.
Then the period is...
Five hundred years?
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