Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 320 Reverse Godhood Operation
Li Wenqing walked out of his hut with a sense of confidence. He was going to find Zhao Yifu to discuss the specifics of how to lure the Eight Immortals into demonic possession. He was extremely confident in his plan.

When they arrived at Zhao Yifu's cottage on the top of Baiyun Mountain, they suddenly saw a group of people feasting and drinking lavishly in front of the hall.

That huge table of delicacies was truly enviable, but if you looked closely at the people feasting at that table…

Li Wenqing was completely numb.

That middle-aged man, exuding an air of nobility and dressed in luxurious attire, reclining languidly, seems to be Cao Guojiu, the first target of the 'Eight Immortals Entering the Demon Plan', right?
And that short guy lying on the bench, pouring wine into his mouth and laughing strangely, could he be Lan Caihe, the second target of the 'Eight Immortals Entering the Demon Plan'?

And that woman with dignified features but heavy makeup, dressed like a vixen, eating meat with gusto... could she be He Xiangu?
The other person patting his big belly and constantly drinking and shaking dice must be Zhengyangzi Zhongli Quan!
Zhang Guolao was there, shaking his head and laughing as he looked at the four of them: "Foolish children, foolish children! How can you find the Great Dao when you are obsessed with wine, women, wealth and power?"

But the way he shook his head like a demon didn't look like someone who had attained the Great Dao at all; instead, it seemed somewhat insane.

Li Wenqing felt as if a chaotic mess of demons was going around.

He nervously moved away and then went around to the backyard...

As it turned out, the Pure Yang Patriarch was staring blankly at a flower demon...

Then I saw Han Xiangzi buried in his books in the study, muttering to himself as he read, "Study hard, study hard, I must pass the imperial examination this time!"

He revealed a deep-seated passion for the imperial examinations.

Li Wenqing continued his search, instinctively wanting to find the person in his heart.

Then someone hugged him from behind: "My son! My son has returned!"

He jerked away in shock and saw Crippled Li crying his eyes out, looking at him with a loving expression.

Li Wenqing felt goosebumps all over his body and ran away without looking back.

Limping Li was still chasing after him, shouting, "My son, don't go! My son, don't go... Don't leave your old father alone..."

Li Wenqing looked as if he had seen a ghost, and ran down the mountain without looking back.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain and looked back at the top of Baiyun Mountain, he felt as if a demonic realm was hidden among the layers of mist.

When he arrived at the Guest Pavilion at the foot of the mountain, he saw Zhao Yifu already there, drinking alone, looking worried.

"Brother Junxin, what exactly is going on?!"

Zhao Yifu gave a bitter smile and said, "As you can see, brother, I have already caused all eight immortals to become demons."

Li Wenqing was so shocked he couldn't contain himself. He asked, "How did you do that?"

Zhao Yifu took out a copy of the "Pure Yang Demon Scripture" and said, "Isn't it because I fell into demonic possession that I re-annotated the 'Pure Yang Seeking the Dao Scripture' from the perspective of demonic possession and invited eight patriarchs to study it together."

"Then the more seriously they studied it, the more they got mired in it, and that's how you see it now."

Li Wenqing asked, utterly shocked, "That's all it took to make them fall into demonic possession? It's that simple?"

Zhao Yifu shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. After all, I gave them the Pure Yang Demon Scripture a long time ago, and they have studied it for a long time."

"Of course, my original intention was to have them study how to counter it, but as you can see, they all became possessed."

Li Wenqing said, "So, we don't even need to do anything; they've already fallen into demonic possession?"

Zhao Yifu said, "Originally, they just had their own inner demons, but they could suppress them."

"But didn't my elder brother say he wanted them to become demons? So I specially found a way to bring them together and then made it happen under the guise of an experiment."

Li Wenqing still found it unbelievable.

He said, "They really believe you that much?"

Zhao Yifu said, "That's for sure. The eight patriarchs have always trusted me implicitly, and they still do now."

"after all……"

Zhao Yifu's eyes suddenly revealed a demonic aura, and that demonic thought, which seemed to have a tangible presence, swept over Li Wenqing, bringing an extremely strong sense of oppression.

He said, "After all, I've also fallen into demonic possession myself, and we've always been a family."

Li Wenqing thought it made perfect sense; he had completely forgotten that Zhao Yifu had already fallen into demonic possession.

Zhao Yifu's behavior, sometimes appearing erratic and sometimes perfectly lucid, made it difficult to discern his true state.

Li Wenqing suddenly sat down in front of Zhao Yifu, his body visibly going limp.

He picked up the wine jug in front of him and took a sip, but despite it being fine wine, he found it tasteless.

He said, "Brother, I don't know why, but I can't muster any energy at all now."

Zhao Yifu took out some more wine and said, "Brother, you must be tired. Why don't you put everything down and get drunk? When you wake up, everything will be fine."

Li Wenqing muttered to himself, "That makes sense."

As he spoke, he picked up the wine jug and poured it into his mouth.

Suddenly he exclaimed in surprise, "This wine tastes different?"

Zhao Yifu said, "This is the Drunken Dream Immortal Dew; drinking it will induce a dreamlike state... I wish you a good dream, brother."

Li Wenqing was stunned for a moment, then gulped down three more mouthfuls before exhaling a breath of stale air and saying, "Thank you."

Then his head drooped, and he fell asleep on the table.

Zhao Yifu gently draped a cloak over Li Wenqing's back, and Li's grand-uncle's voice came from behind: "Did you scare him just now?"

"Iron-Crutch Li," also known as Li Ningyang, asked with concern.

Although he still showed signs of demonic possession, his eyes were clear and he did not appear to be affected by desires.
Zhao Yifu smiled and said, "That's perfect."

"His motivation for embarking on the path of cultivation was to take revenge on his grandmaster uncle. Now that he suddenly sees that you have become the person he hoped to be, he is at a loss for what to do."

"I reckon he'll definitely dream about his childhood tonight..."

Upon hearing this, Tieguai Li said with mixed feelings, "I wonder if he will dream of me..."

Zhao Yifu laughed and said, "Then please find a place for your grandmaster to have a good dream, and let me act as a matchmaker for you and my virtuous brother in your dream."

Tieguai Li was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then realized what he meant and immediately ran off excitedly.

Zhao Yifu chuckled inwardly; his avatar had already entered the dream world to act as a go-between...

His dream incarnation is truly free in the dream world; with a single thought, he finds Li Wenqing's dream.

Indeed, when he was young, he lived a poor but peaceful life at home with his mother.

Then Tieguai Li arrived.

No, the Tieguai Li who appeared at this time was not lame at all; on the contrary, he was a rather tall and imposing man.

This is his original appearance, the former Ningyang Zhenren Li Ningyang...

Li Ningyang joined the dream.

But it was clear that he didn't fit in.

Because this dream originated from Li Wenqing's memory, how could an outsider possibly integrate into it?

Zhao Yifu pondered for a moment, and then suddenly thought of something.

He began to quickly deduce and calculate, and because the process was too slow, he couldn't help but ask, "Please help me, Grandmaster!"

Sure enough, his voice changed as soon as he spoke.

But what arrived was not Master Xuandu, but a Taiji diagram!

In that instant, Zhao Yifu's deductive reasoning ability was enhanced by the mechanism.

His gaze pierced through the thick fog and finally spotted a well-off old man in the mortal realm... Hmm?
Is this the reincarnation of Li Wenqing's mother?

Goodness, reincarnation really does mean abandoning everything from the past.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Yifu hypnotized the old man remotely in the blink of an eye.

The fat old man tilted his head and lazily leaned back on the kang (a heated brick bed) and fell asleep.

But the fat old man's dream was very strange. Countless images of people and objects quickly switched, and then transformed into the image of a woman with a sallow complexion but who seemed very opinionated...

This dream realm is not just the dream realm of all things in this world, but the dream realm of everything that has ever existed in these three realms.

As Zhao Yifu used the Taiji diagram to deduce the traces left by Madam Li in the dream world, he naturally created a unique existence for her in the dream world.

Just as Zhao Yifu had hoped, the existence of this dream replaced Li Wenqing's memories, and the originally stiff and awkward family quickly became harmonious.

Amidst Madam Li's constant scolding, Li Ningyang, returning home, smiled sheepishly and tried every means to earn money to support his family.

He loved his wife dearly, cared for his son, and did everything he could to be a good father.

And it was precisely because of this that Li Wenqing's consciousness unknowingly sank into this dream.

He had already felt empty inside because he had gotten what he wanted without any sense of participation, and this dream quickly filled that void in his heart...

Zhao Yifu observed silently for a while, then quietly withdrew, no longer prying into other people's private lives.

At the same time, Zhao Yifu suddenly realized that his dream ability seemed to have some remarkable effect.

At least it can remind people of their past lives, which is quite impressive.

The first person he thought of was Zhou Qingzhao, who had lost herself after becoming a god...

This made him hesitate for a moment, unsure if his dream ability could help the Red Zhao God find the Zhou Qingzhao of the past.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yifu suddenly had many thoughts.

Then I wanted to find someone to try it out.

As for who to test it on...

Several options popped into Zhao Yifu's mind.

However, this matter is simple. There are only a few righteous gods who are on good terms with him, and there just happens to be one of them in this Liaoshan Mountain... well, the God of Food.

Following the principle of proximity, Zhao Yifu first secretly observed the God of Cookery's condition.

It turned out that this God of Food had long been controlled by the divine authority, and it seemed that his greatest pleasure was cooking for people.

There's no way around it; after all, in the Heavenly Court, deities are conferred titles based on the construction of their divine bodies through incense offerings. Therefore, the influence of incense offerings on the true spirit is immense.

With this idea in mind, he followed the principle of proximity and directly hypnotized the God of Cookery who was still busy cooking.

The God of Cookery collapsed in the kitchen.

Zhao Yifu supported the God of Food's body, allowing him to lie safely on the ground, and then turned off the stove fire.

He then found the consciousness of the God of Food in the dream world.

It was a collection of consciousnesses, surrounded by the offerings of countless believers, making the center of the collection very inconspicuous.

However, with Zhao Yifu's abilities, he was naturally able to break through the fog and quickly find the location of the core true spirit.

However, this true spirit did not have a fixed form; many vague floating shadows gathered together.

These are all the consciousness of the God of Food, only they are formed by the interweaving of consciousness from different lifetimes.

This is unfortunate, after all, before becoming a god, the God of Cookery was just a chef in the mortal world. Ultimately, he was just an ordinary person with no foundation in cultivation.

Once one ascends to the Heavenly Court, one is no longer able to maintain one's original self from this world, and under the influence of incense offerings and vows, one will naturally and quickly become completely lost.

Therefore, Zhao Yifu's association with the God of Food was actually because he himself held a divine position and was one of the few immortals who recognized the God of Food.

Personal relationships are not that important.

Zhao Yifu felt the situation was a bit tricky, so he simply swallowed an Enlightenment Golden Pill to give himself an intelligence buff, and then began to quickly disassemble and piece together the memories of the life in which he was revered as the God of Food by mortals.

This is difficult, but fortunately, the priesthood itself is a guiding principle that can bring convenience to Zhao Yifu.

The only thing to be careful about is how to cleanse the part of the memory that has been polluted and disturbed by incense offerings.

Even so, it's all good; at worst, it can help the God of Cookery recover to the state of the Red-Clad God General.

You can even have several more treatments...

Zhao Yifu realized he had almost reached his limit, so he helped the God of Food dispel the illusion on his true spirit before leaving.

The God of Cookery slowly awoke.

However, when he woke up, he suddenly realized that the situation was completely different.

He picked up his spatula and weighed it in his hand, as if nothing had changed, yet everything seemed to have changed.

Cooking?

Yes, he likes to cook.

So he turned on the stove, intending to follow his usual routine and make some sophisticated and difficult dishes.

But he was momentarily stunned, yet he skillfully cooked up a simple home-style stir-fry.

Zhao Yifu entered at the opportune moment, smiling as he asked, "It smells so good, may I have a taste?"

The God of Cookery seemed a little slow today. His eyes seemed to hold a lot of information, and then he slowly and woodenly replied, "Of course, please go ahead."

His speech has also changed; he is no longer as cautious as before, but rather exudes the aura of someone who has reached the pinnacle in a certain field.

Zhao Yifu took a bite and then laughed heartily, "It's so delicious! It makes me feel like I've returned to the time when I was still in the mortal world a long time ago."

The God of Cookery snapped out of his daze and said, "Eat as much as you like..."

He then went back to the kitchen.

This time, the dishes he made were really different.

The demons love to eat meat in large chunks, so he roasts large pieces of meat until they are crispy on the outside and tender and juicy on the inside, making the demons exclaim with delight.

Old Zhang is a picky eater, so he cooks simple home-style stir-fries, which makes Old Zhang very happy. He thinks it's much better than delicacies.

Grandmaster Xuandu likes novelty, so he never makes the same dishes for Xuandu twice, which has led to Xuandu secretly coming over more often lately.

Zhao Yifu had already noticed that the God of Cookery seemed to have become more human after he had manipulated it.

The previous God of Cookery was, frankly speaking, not much different from a cooking machine.

Old Zhang was also amazed by this change. He said, "I never expected that you could reverse the process of deification. This is the first time in a long time that I have seen someone do something like this."

"Tsk tsk, if people knew, I'm afraid countless people would want to become your disciples."

Zhao Yifu chuckled and said, "I wonder if this can be used to subdue that brat Nezha?"

Old Zhang was taken aback upon hearing this, then laughed and said, "Perhaps it really is possible."

"If you can really subdue Nezha with this, then the Heavenly Court will truly be in grave danger."

"Hahaha……"

(End of this chapter)