Chapter 564 — Wondrous Foresight
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 4
It seems the pursuers behind are not waiting for a demon god to arrive; rather, that demon god is already seated among them, waiting for us to walk into the net!
" Shen Mu steadied himself, went to the chest. The Black Tiger God and Long Qilin were muttering something; seeing him come, they hurriedly shut their mouths. Shen Mu set out his conjecture and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Tiger, if we keep going, the closer we come to the front line, the more perilous it becomes! At a certain distance, a demon god will surely lead a force ahead to block our way.
And behind, that demon god will cut off our retreat! Caught between the two, we'll be ground to dust!
" The Black Tiger God rose like a great cat and said gravely: "A fine plan! But they underestimate me, Tiger Venerable, too much! I followed my lord in campaigns north and south, through countless slaughters. My renown was won in blood! Afterward my lord fell silent and turned to stone, and I too sank into slumber; it seems these little bastards have forgotten Lord Tiger's might!
Have no fear. When we're still a thousand li from the front line, call on me! " Shen Mu opened his mouth but said nothing. The Black Tiger God lay down again and raised his head: "Have you any more spirit medicine? The spirit medicine you gave me, I used up refining pills. Give me some more.
Only when I'm full can I fight well.
" Shen Mu took some spirit medicine from the Taotie Pouch, measured out the amount for one furnace of spirit pills, and handed it to him, saying: "Senior Brother Tiger, don't eat too much, or you'll grow into a Fat Dragon. " The Black Tiger God laughed heartily, quite full of himself: "You underestimate me too much.
A mere spirit pill, refine it and it melts at once; it won't put half a liang of flesh on me. I know my own measure.
In a moment you'll see my might! " Shen Mu asked: "Sister Hua, how far are we from the front line now? " Sang Hua took out a geographical map, searched about, then took out a ruler and measured, saying: "This is.
.
. Caiyun Mountain.
Four thousand li from the front line. " Shen Mu looked at the scale on the map, measured it himself, and shook his head: "Four thousand two hundred and sixty-one li.
" Sang Hua laughed: "Why be so precise?
" Shen Mu shook his head and thought: "It's precisely because your Taihuang Heaven's arts of calculation are so poor that even the sun you made is crooked and lopsided, a sight not fit to be seen. " Of course, he could not say this outright.
Sang Hua was called away by Ling Yuxiu and Si Yunxiang; the three girls chattered away, studying and exchanging the dao arts and divine powers of Taihuang Heaven and Jingping.
Ling Yuxiu and Si Yunxiang humbly sought instruction in the cultivation methods of a young true god, and Sang Hua told them all she knew. Sang Hua in turn asked them about Jingping's arts; the two girls taught her the divine powers Jingping had lately created, and also taught her the Primordial Spirit Guide. "The Primordial Spirit Guide requires dual cultivation. This art can only be cultivated by husband and wife," Sang Hua said in surprise. Ling Yuxiu laughed: "Nonsense! So long as the primordial spirits can resonate, it can be cultivated.
Many monks and daoists in Jingping cultivate it! " Sang Hua was dumbstruck.
After a moment she said doubtfully: "Monks and daoists can cultivate it too? Have you two cultivated it as well?
" "I cultivated it together with the cowherd," Ling Yuxiu said. Sang Hua felt a little forlorn and bitter at heart.
She looked at Si Yunxiang: "What about you, Sister Xiang?
" Si Yunxiang laughed: "I cultivated it with the Cult Leader too.
The Cult Leader's primordial spirit is very strong; dual-cultivating the primordial spirit with him advances you very quickly! " Sang Hua's eyes went wide, and she blurted out: "How can you.
. .
the two of you. .
. That's not right. Dual cultivation of the primordial spirit, surely one can have only one dao companion!