Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 370 I'm Going to Use a Cheat Code!

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. If the spirit world is on the moon, then the moonlight shining down is all radiation from the spirit world.

So, isn't the original spiritual transmission, this demonic path that advocates opening one's mind and body to accept the pollution of moonlight, just like the unrestrained pursuit of spiritual energy?

Back in my hometown, there are already ancient books that provide examples of this.

Not being a native species of the spirit world, yet relentlessly pursuing the spirit world's aura, it will eventually turn itself into an evil spirit.

Chu Tianshu lowered his head, made a hand seal with his left hand, and waved it across the roof towards the room.

The carpenter and his wife felt a sense of relief and only wanted to sleep. They walked to the bedside in a daze.

Regardless of how they explain the contradictions tomorrow, let's get some sleep and recharge.

Chu Tianshu grabbed the scholar's soul and vanished in a flash, his figure like a pear blossom being blown away by a strong wind.

Under the quiet moonlight, I swept across the vast streets.

A few breaths later, he went through the window and returned to his room.

The oil lamp on the table flickered slightly.

Chu Tianshu sat down at the table, first snatched the crystal bead from the scholar's hand and put it in a bowl, then aligned the scholar's head and feet and folded him in half.

After folding it in half, fold it again, and finally knead it in your palm.

When he opened his palm, the scholar's soul did not appear in the form of origami.

Instead, it becomes a proportionally shrunk, one-inch-tall, ghostly figure.

The size and form of the soul are relatively easy to change, and depend more on one's own perception.

This Confucian scholar's cultivation was only third-rate, and his mental state was insufficient to freely control the transformation of his soul.

But Chu Tianshu folded him up and gave him a strong suggestion, and he shrank in a daze.

Chu Tianshu then placed him in the lamp oil, made a sword gesture with his hands, and pointed at the oil lamp.

The lamp is blessed with vital energy, making it impossible for spirits to pass through and escape; the lamp oil is as viscous as mud.

With a whoosh, the flame surged to over two inches high.

The flames baked his soul until it was burning hot all over, and he tugged at his clothes, his face showing discomfort.

"Confess everything about your origins, the origins of your relics, the secret methods you practiced, and how you harmed people."

Chu Tianshu had just used a spell to bewitch the soul, but found that the soul might not be able to withstand much more torment. Therefore, he compressed the soul and used an oil lamp to indirectly interrogate it.

That should be enough time for him to finish speaking before he is executed.

The tiny soul quickly confessed.

It turns out that this person's name is Tan Yu. When his father was young, he knew some arithmetic and bookkeeping skills. He gritted his teeth and risked his life to go to sea with smugglers at that time, and made a fortune. He lived in Denglaishan Village for a long time.

His father knew that in today's world, only studying and practicing martial arts would lead to a better future, so he sent Tan Yu to an academy to learn martial arts.

Last year, after his father passed away, Tan Yu returned to take over the family property. He wanted to bring more gold and silver back to the academy to bribe the teachers and make friends.

Who would have thought that after years of supporting his apprenticeship, the family's storeroom was empty, with only some land deeds remaining.

He had given up on the idea of ​​returning to the academy, but he was unwilling to live a mediocre life. In his depression, he often wandered around the nearby mountains and fields, where he befriended a monk who also loved to travel.

That person was no ordinary person; he was a disciple of the Supreme Celebration Temple, the state religion of the Northern Dynasty.

Seeing that he was both ambitious and ruthless, the monk taught him some of the temple's secret techniques to lay a foundation, saying that he could take him as a disciple in the future.

Unexpectedly, last month, the monk disappeared. Tan Yu sensed the aura of a secret technique by a small river, went down into the river to fish, and only found a relic.

"...This relic was a treasured possession of the disciples of Qingsheng Temple. They took it out to play with it several times, which aroused the envy of everyone present at the time."

"Now that the relics are unclaimed, it must be because the monk has died. I am the only one who has this opportunity."

Tan Yu spoke in a high-pitched, excited voice, recounting how he learned subsequent secret methods from the relics and used them to cultivate.

These relics are not all obtained from the cremation of masters, but rather are ritual implements crafted by masters in the temple over the past hundred years.

After a master introduces the power of the moon's turbidity, it can be sealed and preserved for a long time. Only through a specific secret method can a wisp be extracted and injected into the "human furnace" body.
When the time is right, the pure vital energy can be retrieved to nourish the holder of the relic.

Chu Tianshu nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Although it mainly focuses on the "original transmission of knowledge," does it also know how to refine magical artifacts?
This magical artifact, capable of sealing off the power of the moon's turbidity, must have drawn upon the teachings of the "External Dharma Pivot" lineage.

The three paths to refining the moon were all created and developed in the same world over the past hundred years, and they are certainly not isolated from each other.

But the essence of the original transmission of the heart is to regard the pollution of moonlight as one's true nature.

They were destined to never refine their natal magic weapon into a style so stubborn that it could resist and filter out moonlight pollution.

Even if magical artifacts and knowledge fall into their hands, they will only become auxiliary tools, allowing them to better instruct their disciples to perform demonic secret techniques.

At this point, Tan Yu began to discuss the criteria for selecting a "human furnace" in the secret arts of demonic cultivation.

For the power of lunar turbidity to complete its transformation within another person's body, two steps are required: connection and joint practice. Simply injecting the lunar turbidity power, restrained by the relic, into the human body does not constitute connection.

This person must have enough willpower to instinctively resist the strange thoughts caused by the power of the moon's turbidity, and not become a complete puppet.

However, in this tug-of-war, some negative emotions are inevitable.

Only with this negative emotion, which is similar to yet different from "Moon Turbid Thoughts," can the connection be completed.

Once the integration was deep enough, the "human furnace" committed horrific acts that were previously unacceptable.

Then, the demonic cultivators will intervene to temporarily suppress the influence of the Moon's turbidity, causing the "human furnace" to regain its senses and collapse.

Whether this collapse is driven more by grief or hatred, it is destined to be an outburst of the soul.

Only by seizing the moment at the critical juncture and drawing out the power of the moon's turbidity can the combined training be completed.

To obtain a pure and powerful skill, containing extreme emotions yet forming a cohesive whole, that will not drive a demonic cultivator insane.

"...Some people may have the opportunity to cultivate, but their perseverance may not be very deep. As for those masters with strong perseverance, the risk of losing control is too great if I were to calculate their strength."

"Therefore, among ordinary people, it is most cost-effective to select those with perseverance to target."

Tan Yu said, "Don't even mention me, even the masters of Qingsheng Temple often casually pick out some promising talents from among ordinary people."

"It is said that some promising talents can escape the fate of being taken in as disciples and trained for many years."

Chu Tianshu lowered his eyes, looking at the crystal bead in the bowl.

Round and slightly yellow in color, with a slightly pitted surface, those are the relics of Qingsheng Temple.

It sounds like the path of demonic cultivation already has a complete development system.

Although cruel and evil, in today's world, it will definitely develop faster than the path of "seeking the Tao through Shennong".

If one day the path of demonic cultivation completely dominates the mainstream, will people still be able to regard it as the path of demonic cultivation?

How did people in those days distinguish between right and wrong, beauty and ugliness?

"Ugh! Just thinking about it makes me sick."

Chu Tianshu tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.

However, if one must plunder a large amount of medicinal resources to practice martial arts, then the greater one's background, the more resources one will plunder.

Or perhaps they cultivate for generations, all frantically pursuing magical treasures, seemingly only wearing a slightly milder layer than the demonic path.

He summoned the token screen again, looked at the Night Cult Leader's "Mingcheng Medicine Stone" characteristic, and made up his mind.

"The True Skill of Drifting Tumbleweed Chasing the Sun" pursues the idea that even a tiny drifting tumbleweed can wander between the Tianshan Mountains, bathe in sunlight, and grow into a giant spirit in the air, with an extremely strong ability to draw nutrients from the environment.

The Night Cult Leader's unique ability allows him to produce all kinds of poisons, as well as all kinds of medicines.

According to Chu Tianshu's understanding, the combination of these two should create an ability to generate medicinal properties within the body based on the environment.

Therefore, in this world where moonlight pollution exists, the medicinal properties of moonlight will emerge to harmonize it.

The properties of medicine are intangible. Since everyone's body and mind are different, the medicinal properties they produce will also be different. They can only be cultivated by oneself.

However, this has greatly reduced the demand for actual medicinal materials from outside sources.

"If there's already a demonic path, how can there be no immortal path?"

Chu Tianshu pondered slowly, then smiled with satisfaction.

"The Youdu Token helped me, who was so weak, overcome a nightmare that had lasted for years. Now, I have some strength of my own. With this token, will it be enough to nip a huge nightmare in the bud?"

"Heh, let me give it a try and create a celestial path that would be easier for chivalrous people to exist!"

The fish in the oil lamp is still telling its story of sins.

In just about a month, he has already selected a number of "people" through his family's local connections.

Three of them have already been killed by him, and seventeen others are still in training.

After he finished confessing his crimes, he had nothing more to confess, and his consciousness seemed to gradually become clearer.

Suddenly, Tan Yu looked up.

He actually saw a pillar of fire twice the height of his body.

A young yet enormous face emerged from the darkness, high above the pillar of fire, looking down upon them.

Those eyes were as bright as the full moon.

"Demons, it is only right that you contribute to my path of immortality."

The enormous face, speaking softly to itself, caused the pillar of fire to shake violently with the slightest breath escaping from its mouth and nose.

"However, you're still a little short of the threshold of becoming a demon, so let's try a different way of contributing."

(End of this chapter)