Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 503 Seizing the Body
"Master."

"Ah."

Tong Li leaned back in the soft chair, turning slightly to look at him, his voice kind but extremely weak:

"Did you go to see the head of the Zhu family?"

"Yes."

Ming Nianwei nodded:
“I am now a Dharma Master serving the Zhu family. Now that the head of the family has returned, I should go and pay him a visit.”

“That makes sense.” Tong Li supported himself and stood up shakily.

Ming Nianwei hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

“Zhu Ju came to my little courtyard yesterday, but unfortunately I was not feeling well and was unable to see him.”

After clearing his throat twice, Tong Li asked with a smile:
What do you think of this child?

“This…” Ming Nianwei hesitated for a moment before replying in a low voice:
"It feels pretty ordinary."

"Ordinary?" Tong Li shook his head:
"At the tender age of fifteen, he became the head of a family. Faced with internal and external troubles, he not only protected his family's property, but also managed to attach himself to the Zhou family and establish a firm foothold in the prefectural city."

"They have passed on their knowledge and skills, and cultivated two outstanding young talents, Qian Hu and Yang Yi. They have also taken good care of their younger siblings. If they can stabilize the situation within twenty years, they may be able to stand alongside the Nie and Zhou families."

“This young man…”

"Impressive!"

"Master is right." Ming Nianwei nodded.

"Although Zhu Ju is not old, he is very mature and has a deep mind, which is why he has such abilities."

"Hmm." Tong Li understood, and sighed softly again:

"pity!"

"What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that he entered the martial arts world too late and injured his body, making it difficult for him to perfect his hard skills. In this world where the strong are respected, he can at most become a wealthy man and it's hard for him to achieve great things."

"Yes."

Ming Nianwei lowered her eyebrows and echoed in agreement.

"How's your cultivation progress lately?" Tong Li strolled into the courtyard and asked.
"The Xuanwei Dongyuan Record was obtained by my master by chance many years ago. It can lead directly to the ultimate in magic. If you can cultivate it well, let alone the seventh rank, even the sixth rank will not be difficult."

"Ah……"

"I was once a sixth-grade cultivator."

Ok?
Ming Nianwei looked up in surprise:
"Master, is it a sixth-rank?"

"Yes."

Tong Li nodded:

"I was once a sixth-rank cultivator, but due to certain reasons, my cultivation level regressed, and I was even imprisoned in the Sky Eagle Thief's dungeon..."

"Let's not talk about that!"

She waved her hand, seemingly casually stroking Ming Nianwei's long hair, a strange light flickering in her cloudy eyes.

"My good disciple, you must cultivate diligently."

"Spells are difficult to master, but they have an advantage over martial arts, namely that the turning point comes at forty."

In martial arts training, qi and blood are the primary focus.

For ordinary people, their vital energy and blood are at their peak at the age of thirty, and then they become weaker year by year. Hence the saying that if one does not achieve the sixth rank by the age of thirty, there is no hope for the rest of one's life.

The techniques are different.

Magic techniques primarily target the spirit and soul, which only weaken after the age of forty, adding another ten years to the process.

Ming Nianwei is currently in her early thirties and still has the opportunity to become a sixth-rank Dharma Master.

However, she was no longer excited as before; her heart was filled with inexplicable fear.

An invisible and formless halo enveloped her sea of ​​consciousness, allowing her to see certain things clearly.

The chilling magical power that probed into his body like a spider web, the seemingly gentle yet greedy gaze...

Why didn't I notice this before?
Bewitching spell!
Ming Nianwei suddenly realized something.

In the past, when I saw Tong Li, I would naturally feel a sense of filial piety.

Under the influence of this emotion, she would subconsciously ignore many things.

like.

While the two were in contact, Tong Li used his magic to probe her body. What seemed like an ordinary contact had actually crossed the line.

now.

Under the cover of the formless divine light that Zhu Juliu had created in her mind, everything was revealed.

Her outward demeanor remained unchanged, but her heart was ice-cold.

"Good boy."

Tong Li laughed:

"I don't have much time left, and it's fate that I can take you as my disciple during these last days."

"With you carrying on my mantle, I am already content." Ming Nianwei looked up.

The smile, which should have been kind and gentle, was pierced through by the divine light of the formless, revealing a terrifying truth.

That look,
It's not like watching a successor, but rather food laid out on a dining table.

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"Gulu...Gulu..."

Ming Nianwei was covered in sweat, holding the water bottle and constantly gulping water down her throat, her eyes filled with confusion.

"It seems you've already noticed something's wrong."

Zhu Ju sat opposite him and spoke slowly and deliberately:
Have I ever lied to you?

“Young Master Zhu…” Ming Nianwei’s voice trembled.

"This person harbors evil intentions and cannot be kept in the mansion. We should kill him immediately."

"Hmm..." Zhu Ju smiled faintly:
“You didn’t say that before.”

"That...that's because I was deceived by him at the time and didn't know the truth," Ming Nianwei said hurriedly.

"Tong Li not only taught me magic, but also taught Miss Zhenzhen. He probably has Miss Zhenzhen as a backup option."

"You're right." Zhu Ju nodded:
"There is indeed a hidden weapon left by him in Zhenzhen's body, but it is no longer important now."

"and……"

"He has helped the Zhu family solve problems many times over the past year. How could I, Zhu, do something so ungrateful?"

“But…” Ming Nianwei said urgently:

"He has ulterior motives!"

Zhu Ju smiled but said nothing.

Tong Li may have ulterior motives, but his target is Ming Nianwei, not Zhu Zhenzhen.

"Mr. Zhu."

Gritting her teeth, Ming Nianwei took out a book:
"This is the 'Mysterious and Subtle Record of the Primordial Spirit' that Tong Li taught me, and even the secret method that directly points to the primordial spirit."

Zhu Ju sat up straight and took the book.

After a slight turn, his expression gradually became serious.

"Shinto?"

"There are actually divine lineages in this world?"

"Young Master Zhu," Ming Nianwei asked in a low voice.

What is Shinto?

"That was a long time ago." Zhu Ju put down his book, his face thoughtful, and spoke slowly:
"In ancient times, all realms were in chaos and disorder, and the human race was weak. There were sages who comprehended the way of the gods and worshipped the gods to protect all living beings."

"After that, the gods established the Heavenly Court and the Underworld, set up Heavenly Rules and Human Laws, and created a golden age for the human race."

Ming Nianwei frowned.

This was completely different from the ancient stories she knew, or rather, she had no knowledge of this at all.

"The gods were born from the faith of living beings, but in turn they enslave living beings, wage war year after year to expand their faith, and drive believers to conquer all worlds to spread their faith, which gradually arouses the hatred of various races."

"The Immortal Path arose to resist the Divine Path and strengthen itself."

Zhu Ju spoke:
"However, the divine path was powerful, and the immortal path was far from being a match for it at first, until an immortal found a special method to turn the faith of living beings into a deadly poison, and used this method to poison the gods."

"The path to immortality flourished greatly as a result."

At this point, his expression changed slightly.

The practice of turning faith into a deadly poison to kill the gods seems exactly the same as the idea that the Great Way is poisonous and the path to immortality is severed.

Is it possible?
What is the connection?
Shaking his head, Zhu Ju continued:

“The divine path is difficult to cultivate, and this technique has been integrated into magic. Those who practice this technique have active souls and can easily deceive others’ perceptions, making others trust them.”

"No wonder..."

"No wonder everyone in the Zhu family treats this Elder Tong with great respect, and his status is comparable to that of me, the head of the family."

“Then…” Ming Nianwei asked cautiously:

"Is there a problem with my cultivation?"

"No problem," Zhu Ju said with a smile.
"When someone possesses your body, it will be easier and you will experience less unnecessary pain."

Ming Nianwei's expression darkened.

"There's one thing he didn't lie to you about."

Zhu Ju continued:
“Tong Li’s days are numbered. He is burning his physical body to nourish his primordial spirit. In less than a year, his physical body will be completely drained, at which point he will inevitably seize another body.”

"Don't even think about running away."

“He has left a mark on you. As soon as you leave Taiyuan, he will notice it and may take action in advance.”

Ming Nianwei's expression grew increasingly grim.

(End of this chapter)