Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 8: Brave and Diligent
The next day, Lu Cheng used knives and wood to carve a simple memorial tablet for Tu Nuhu, on which was written:

Tu Nuhu was a native of Shiyuan County in the southern border of the Tang Dynasty. He died on the 28th day of the 10th month in the second year of Qianyuan. After his death, he was appointed as the chief general of the Xiantian, the loyal guardian of the Three-Five Fire Train King, the mighty spirit of the Heavenly Lord, and the guardian of the law.

The Red-hearted God is the name of the god written by Lu Cheng for Wang Lingguan.

If you want to promote the name of a god, it is best not to have too much personal color.

"The key to sword fighting is to avoid the real and attack the fake. I can attack the enemy, but the enemy cannot attack me. It would be best if I could move like a dragon and combine the sword with myself, but I can't do it now. The next best thing is to use escape techniques, spells, and magic tools to protect myself, but it's difficult for me to do all of these now."

"The Heavenly Soldiers and Generals Method uses Yin spirits to transform Heavenly Soldiers and Generals. They fight bravely and fearlessly, and I hide among them. It is equivalent to having a sophisticated escape method and a protective magic weapon."

The most amazing thing is that these Yin spirits that have transformed into heavenly soldiers and generals are in harmony with the aura of the temple. It doesn't matter how many times they are dispersed. As long as the temple is still there and the spirit tablet is still there, their true spirits will be indestructible.

No matter how many times they are killed, they can be resurrected through the power of will. This is why the heavenly soldiers and generals are so brave and fearless, because they will not die easily.

However, it is not easy to practice this spell, and it is even more difficult to make it extremely powerful. Most of the Taoists in the martial arts world who can create soldiers by throwing beans are just illusions, and they can't even cause actual damage because they are unable to combine the spell with the Tao. Lu Cheng can now practice it so easily because he takes advantage of the situation and acts accordingly.

After making the spirit tablet, Lu Cheng placed it in the room, on another row of wooden shelves besides the black jar for Yin spirits. He also personally lit three incense sticks and recited a Taoist scripture.

The whole process seems like the Taoist is shaking his head, but in fact he is shaking people.

When the spirit tablets on the wooden shelf in front of Lu Cheng are filled, this spell alone will make it difficult for ordinary Qi training cultivators to compete.

After finishing all this, Lu Cheng began to do his daily homework of purifying his magic power, and then he practiced the Twelve Swords of Chiji.

Being able to become the strongest magic cultivator among the tens of billions of players in Jiutian, Lu Cheng has always known the importance of hard training. Often, one sword technique requires thousands or even tens of thousands of times of hard practice, so that he can use it skillfully and without any hindrance in sword competitions.

It's not just your hands that need to be used, your heart as well. Everyone else has practiced thousands or tens of thousands of times, so you need to think carefully about how you can make one practice equal to others' a hundred practices.

Talent can only be discussed after using your hands and your heart, and Lu Cheng is definitely a talented person.

Many people would be curious: I play a game for fun, but I practice sword fighting thousands of times? Isn't this crazy?
Ha ha.

A person who can dominate a game among hundreds of millions of people will no longer be short of money or women.

After Lu Cheng became the top magic cultivator in "Jiu Tian" with hundreds of millions of players, he never lacked money again. No matter which city he went to, there were beautiful girls crying and begging to have children for him.

In order to recruit him, the major gaming guilds offered him conditions so generous that ordinary people could hardly imagine it.

Once, Lu Cheng was driving his magnetic levitation sports car out for a ride, and an underage girl got into the car and insisted on dating him.

After Lu Cheng finally tricked her out of the car, he closed the door, slammed it shut and ran away. However, the girl grabbed the open window of the luxury car and was forcibly taken high into the sky, flying like a kite, which frightened Lu Cheng to death.

This incident was reported in the news at the time, and Lu Cheng had to apologize to his fans.

"Looking back on the past years, it seems like a dream."

Lu Cheng lay on his back on a rattan chair, looking at the blue sky above the green trees in the yard, feeling the mountain breeze, and feeling the faint bird calls coming from the mountains. He felt comfortable and pleased.

In previous lives, even in the Martian era, human life expectancy did not increase significantly, with the average life expectancy being only about 140 to 150 years.

In this world of immortals and heroes, even with one's current level of cultivation, one can live to that age in good health without suffering from any disease. Once the hidden danger of demonic possession in the body is resolved, one can make further progress in cultivation and build a foundation. The normal lifespan is more than two hundred and forty years.

Lu Cheng is a very vulgar person, he hopes he can live long.

Living alone is a very wonderful and interesting thing. If you can keep living, it will definitely be an even more wonderful and interesting thing.

After resting for a while, Lu Cheng began to look through the monastic memories of his previous life.

Draw strength from it to transcend the world. Longevity is important, but power is also needed to protect the way, otherwise it will be difficult to be free and happy.

While the young Taoist was lying on the rattan chair with his eyes closed, seemingly resting, He Lan quietly took a plate of pastries made of white flour, sugar and oil, placed it on the small table next to Lu Cheng, and then left carefully.

She has always been a person with good vision, otherwise Lu Cheng would not have appointed her to be the manager of the temple.

The original text of "The Wonderful Sutra for Relieving Suffering" has only a few hundred words. After teaching it all day yesterday, and with the children memorizing it desperately, reciting it silently while eating and sleeping, some of the talented ones can recite it by themselves today. Lu Cheng let them recite it first while he checked for omissions and filled in the gaps.

As a result, the children discussed with each other and completed the entire text, and there were no mistakes or omissions. Therefore, after completing today's homework, Lu Cheng waved goodbye and let them go play.

They climb trees to catch bird eggs, dig holes to catch mice, and as long as they are full, these little guys can always find happiness on their own.

Lu Cheng was rocking leisurely in the rattan chair, looking at them with lifeless eyes.

As a result, several children came up behind Lu Cheng and helped him gently push the rattan chair so that he could rock more comfortably.

Lu Cheng closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while. With a flick of his fingers, the fried sweet cake placed aside by the steward He Lan flew into the air and smashed into the open mouths of those little kids as they stared at them in amazement... Lu Cheng didn't like sweets, or rather, he had never lacked food in the environment where he grew up. Naturally, he had no interest in these simple desserts.

But for the little kids around, this sweet fried cake is so sweet that it makes their teeth show and their eyes can’t see.

By noon, Lu Cheng let these little kids take a nap after lunch.

Children in southern Xinjiang don't have so many requirements. There are no tables, chairs or beds. They can sleep on the roots of trees, they can sleep on trees, they can sleep hugging the threshold of a temple. The only problem is that they have to be careful when walking in Lu Cheng, so as not to step on anyone who vomits, because they all have full bellies.

In the afternoon, Lu Cheng began to teach them "Tai Shang Ganying Jing".

The "Miraculous Sutra for Saving Suffering" is a course that must be recited in the morning and evening, but it is also good to learn more scriptures at other times. For Lu Cheng, the process of teaching these children is also a process of his own learning and understanding. Lu Cheng would never think that these Taoist classics in memory are useless. These Taoist classics are like food. Reciting them every day may seem invisible, but in fact they build the soul of the monk.

At night, after the children and the maids had left, Lu Cheng practiced swordsmanship again, using both his hands and his heart. He was a great swordsman among the Nine Heavens, although he actually used a knife, but his hard work in practicing the twelve basic sword techniques of Chiji had made him progress so fast that it could not be described by the four words "rapid progress".

The reason why Lu Cheng was so cautious was only because of the hidden danger of his magic power and his fear of death. In fact, his Blood Shadow Dharma Body, combined with the Heavenly Demon Blood Sword, was extremely adept at close combat tactics. When he pounced together, countless top masters were instantly turned into human skin and fell.

Time passes in this seemingly relaxing but actually fulfilling process.

late at night.

The young Taoist priest began to fiddle with his black pottery jars, a total of forty-nine.

He first drew the talisman with a pen on the long table, then put soybeans into the talisman and burned it into pure gold with magic fire, and then put it into one of the jars.

The evil spirits in the jar made ghostly chirping sounds, like flies chasing after stench, biting each other, circling down to compete for the energy on the golden beads.

During this process, Lu Cheng can open the other pottery jar, pour out the evil spirits chasing the golden beads, and let the evil energy pour into the other pottery jar like water. In this way, the evil spirits in the two jars will start to fight, and Lu Cheng will reinforce the seal outside.

In the accumulation of such negative energy, there will come a moment when it will cause a qualitative change, and a situation like killing an angry tiger will occur.

This was what happened today. Lu Cheng combined forty-nine jars of Yin spirits into twenty-two jars. The missing five jars were swallowed by the angry tiger.

It is difficult for evil spirits to become saints after ten thousand calamities. It is much easier for ghosts to become powerful than human cultivators. As long as they devour enough Yin Qi in the same realm, they can quickly become powerful. No matter how good the aptitude of a cultivator in the Qi training realm is, it will take at least ten years of hard practice to cultivate from scratch to the realm where they can build a foundation. However, as long as ghosts have enough Yin Qi, it only takes ten days or half a month to become powerful.

However, correspondingly, it is ten times more difficult for ghosts to advance from Qi training to foundation building than for human cultivators, and it becomes increasingly difficult as one advances. In the records of the ancient books that I have read in my previous life, I have only heard of the existence of ghost kings in the human world, but never heard of the birth of ghost saints in the human world. Because they were all killed by lightning.

After swallowing four jars of Yin Qi, the body of Tu Nuhu's golden-armored god became more solid and real. At the same time, spots of light surrounded him. These were the souls that only retained a little Yin Qi.

Under the effect of the Wonderful Sutra for Relieving Suffering, their souls will not be scattered and completely devoured. They can listen to the sutra day after day until one day they can resolve the anger in their hearts and be liberated and reincarnated.

Tu Nuhu was actually also angry in his heart, but he was stronger, so he could condense and transform into a divine general, accumulating good deeds, until one day he completely let go, and reincarnate with these good deeds. In the next life, he had a greater chance of being smarter, stronger, or marrying into a better family. This was an improvement in his nature.

The other twenty-two jars of Yin Qi merged, and during the process, two balls of Yin Qi flew out one after another. They were suppressed by Lu Cheng with Yang Fu, and he forced them to reveal their names and death records:
"I am... Zou Xiong."

"I am... Zou Yong."

"Okay, order! Zou Xiong, Zou Yong, be my heavenly soldiers!"

These two evil spirits did not have the same power as Tu Nuhu. Lu Cheng transformed them into heavenly guardians, turning them into two silver lights, one on the left and one on the right, standing on the left and right of Tu Nuhu. They also appeared wearing silver armor and knelt on one knee to Lu Cheng.

"Zou Xiong, I am willing to serve the Immortal Master!"

"Zou Yong, I am willing to serve the Immortal Master!"

"Everyone, get up. Follow the good path and practice diligently. If you advance, you can enter the way of the gods. If you retreat, you can accumulate good karma and be reborn as a human. In this way, it will not be in vain for you to follow me."

"We will follow your instructions."

Including Tu Nuhu, the three heavenly soldiers and generals bowed their heads in response. Taoist Lu Cheng was already studying the matter at hand.

Tonight’s harvest was not small, but Lu Cheng noticed that the Yin energy in his stored pottery jar was not enough for consumption.

He counted on his fingers and whispered:
"It's not the Chou hour yet, we can go to Mang Mountain to gather some more Yin Qi. Zou Xiong and Zou Yong have just condensed their forms, and they also need a lot of Yin Qi to replenish."

Lu Cheng himself likes to sleep in, but the Heavenly Soldiers and Divine Generals Spell is best cast when the yin energy is at its strongest and the yang energy is at its weakest during the day, so he can only catch up on his sleep under the sun during the day to harmonize the yin and yang and resolve the harm of the yin energy invading his body.

"Imperial order, quick!"

The young Taoist made a gesture with his hands, and Tu Nuhu, Zou Xiong and Zou Yong turned into three balls of light, one gold and two silver. They merged with the golden beans and fell into his hands.

Then Lu Cheng immediately rushed to Mangshan. After this period of cultivation, Lu Cheng could already control the magic power in his body to a considerable extent. For a cultivator like him who was at the ninth level of Qi training, if he traveled at full speed, he could travel three hundred miles in an hour, which was not much slower than the cars in the previous life on Earth.

When they arrived at Mang Mountain, it was not yet past Chou hour, so Lu Cheng quickly set up the formation and cast a spell to attract the souls to gather together.

I remember that I was also busy in my previous life, but it was for money, women, and fame. In this life, it is for immortality and a carefree life. My state of mind is completely different. Lu Cheng is eager to seek the truth and is full of energy.

In a simple magic circle for summoning souls and gathering spirits, twelve empty black pottery jars were filled with white rice mixed with rooster blood, with chopsticks stuck on them. From afar, white smoke was rising from the pottery jars of rice heated by the magic fire, like twelve small incense burners.

Below was yellow cloth brocade, and below that were densely packed talismans. Lu Cheng was hiding in the distance, restraining his aura, like a calm fisherman.

Because of the accumulation of experience, the application of formations, and the selection of suitable locations, Lu Cheng's efficiency in summoning souls and spirits is now several times higher than it was at the beginning.

Not long after, there were gusts of cold wind on the mountain path of Mangshan. Only in the gathering of smoke and mist, Lu Cheng faintly saw a tall but unusually thin translucent figure.

"Li Meng?"

Lu Cheng didn't know many people in Ishihara County, and this was the only one who had already died. Lu Cheng immediately recognized this old acquaintance.

"I didn't expect that he didn't enter the reincarnation cycle either. However, this person is probably not holding a grudge against himself because of his own death. He is probably holding a grudge against Wang Lingguan because of his obsession, right?"

(End of this chapter)