Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 377 The Mysteries of Spiritual Bodies, by an Unworthy Old Scholar

Zhuo Xinlan, the young girl, felt like she was dreaming.

After being kidnapped by some people who claimed to be her uncles and aunts, she fell into the hands of someone who claimed to be her aunt.

At first, her aunt treated her very well, showing concern for her well-being, preparing food, clothing, and daily necessities for her, providing her with bathing spices, and taking meticulous care of her.

But she was fourteen years old; she wasn't a clueless child.

When she tried to escape to find her father, Zhuo Yuan, she was caught by her aunt.

The aunt then gave her a frightening look and fed her the pills.

From then on, Zhuo Xinlan was only awake for a very short time each day.

Every time she woke up, she would see either her aunt or those monks who spoke to her respectfully, but their eyes always frightened her.

But today, she not only saw her father, but also the people who terrified her, all of whom were lying weakly on the ground.

"is this real?"

The little girl looked up at the sky.

On the high rooftops in the distance, several swallows were chirping and chattering.

The swallows, initially afraid of the strong winds on the long street, dared not cross this area, so they rested on the rooftops and preened their feathers.

When the little girl looked at them.

The swallows seemed to suddenly sense something, and they all turned to look at her, their calls becoming somewhat unified, as if you could feel their surprise.

Zhuo Xinlan smiled and said, "It's true."

Swallows fly far away and are small, so they are not noticed by ordinary people.

Chu Tianshu felt a strange sensation.

When the little girl looked at the swallows, the swallows seemed to become a little smarter, and the two sides communicated smoothly.

When Chu Tianshu looked closely at the swallows, he discovered that they were just a few ordinary swallows.

Even if a normal animal has a certain level of intelligence and the ability to express itself, it would be impossible for it to explain what happened in such a short time simply by making a sound.

"Xiaolan!"

The fierce wind had subsided on the long street, and the blond man anxiously stepped forward and hugged the little girl.

Zhuo Xinlan called out "Father" again, her voice already trembling with tears. Her smile hadn't faded before tears welled up in her eyes.

The blond man laughed and cried at the same time, repeatedly thanking Chu Tianshu: "I am Zhuo Yuan, thank you for saving me, my benefactor."

"Thank you! Thank you!"

As he laughed and cried, the sharp and murderous aura around him seemed to crumble. He groaned and collapsed to the ground.

Zhuo Xinlan almost fell down with him. Seeing blood flowing from her father's mouth, she asked in alarm, "Father, what happened to you?"

Chu Tianshu floated over and placed his hand on Zhuo Yuan's shoulder.

The meridians in this person's body have undergone significant changes.

Humans are generally in a state of balance. While we experience emotions and desires occasionally, we are not suited to being in a state of extreme emotion for extended periods.

Zhuo Yuan, by using his own painful emotions, attracted the power of the moon's turbidity, thus creating a cycle.

For him, there is no longer a distinction between training mode, normal mode, and combat mode.

He must maintain this cycle at all times.

It is not surprising that the meridians have become abnormal.

Now that he saw that his daughter seemed to have been rescued, Zhuo Yuan could no longer maintain his extreme pain and was on the verge of losing his life.

Chu Tianshu's hands emitted a green aura mixed with fragments of gold light, and he directly reinforced Zhuo Yuan's meridians with a powerful internal force.

The demonic energy impacted the inner walls of the meridians, unable to break through, and was quickly neutralized.

The more it is offset, the more unbalanced and restless it becomes.

Under such intense exertion, within a few breaths, the demonic true energy was nearly depleted, degenerating into a normal internal force.

After a moment of deathly pallor, Zhuo Yuan gradually regained some color and said with deep shame, "Thank you for saving me, my benefactor."

He had been saved again, and he felt powerless to express his gratitude verbally, but he couldn't think of any way to repay him.

"Alright, this isn't a place to talk on the street."

Chu Tianshu patted his shoulder, "Your normal skills are still there. Help me find a rope and tie all these people up so we can take them away."

A voice came from Pengcheng Tavern.

"I do have a rope here."

Sure enough, the old scholar in charge of the accounts carried a bundle of hemp rope and stepped out of the tavern, followed by more than ten people to help him.

“Sir, you stayed at the tavern a few days ago, so you are quite familiar with the place.”

The old scholar walked up to Chu Tianshu, smiled, and cupped his hands in greeting. "Tying up these seventy-odd people and taking them far away might be too conspicuous. Why don't we rest at the tavern first?"

Chu Tianshu sized him up: "Offering you help out for no reason."

"We dare not deceive you, sir."

The old scholar said, "Our lord has some grudges with the Xiao family of Donghai. The woman just now was from the Xiao family of Donghai. We have been paying attention to his journey."

"We probably know more about the ins and outs of why the young lady from the Zhuo family was transported to the Northern Dynasty than the father and daughter themselves."

Chu Tianshu smiled: "You mean she's a member of the Zhuo family?" The old scholar said seriously: "Since she was raised by the wandering knight Zhuo Yuan, of course she's a member of the Zhuo family."

Chu Tianshu did indeed sense several presences in the tavern earlier, who seemed intent on taking action when Zhuo Yuan was in danger.

However, he thought the others were too slow, so he took the initiative.

Chu Tianshu said, "Alright, let's go to the tavern first."

The old scholar felt a sense of relief.

"Then let them manage this place."

The old scholar waved to the people behind him and said, "Esteemed guests, please go and rest for a while and have some tea and pastries."

Chu Tianshu nodded and stepped forward, with the old scholar by his side.

Walking alone is boring, so Chu Tianshu casually said, "How much do you really know about them? Tell me."

The old scholar readily accepted good advice.

"Sir, you noticed those swallows earlier, so you must have guessed it as well."

The old scholar spoke with a touch of solemnity.

“Indeed, this little girl is a spirit.”

Chu Tianshu had indeed heard Lu Yuande mention it once.

They possess extraordinary talents and are different from ordinary people, and are therefore called spiritual beings.

Over the past century, there have been many reports of spirits in the world, but some of them are just rumors and misinformation.

Based on some credible information, the abilities possessed by spirits vary.

But they have one thing in common: spirits are more adaptable to the power of lunar turbidity.

Under the same circumstances, they can draw more of the Moon's turbidity without losing their sanity.

Lu Yuande brought this up because one of his fellow disciples was a spirit who took less than one-fifth of the medicine others used, yet his cultivation progressed much more smoothly.

"Back then, in the Xiao family ancestral hall in the East Sea, there was a highly skilled master who possessed a spiritual body. It was not easy for you, Lord Marquis, to kill him."

The old scholar continued, "The Xiao family is a prominent clan with a large population, and they hold positions in various places."

"Although the Marquis traveled to several places and killed all the famous experts in the clan, many clansmen still went into hiding after receiving the news."

"One of them joined the Xiao family in the Jiankang court. In order to raise their status, they contributed a secret method of their clan, which could be used to try to cultivate a spiritual body just like their ancestor's."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yuan exclaimed in surprise, "So Xiao Lan's parents are really from the Xiao family of Donghai? But back then..."

The female corpse he saw back then was clearly a wandering swordsman who had a minor reputation in the martial arts world at that time.

He always thought that was Xiaolan's mother.

"There is a rumor in the martial arts world that in order to have pure bloodlines, one should have relatives within the clan intermarry. In fact, this is a misunderstanding. Cultivating a spirit body is a very complicated matter. Having people within the clan intermarry may not be a good thing."

The old scholar explained, "The Xiao family has abducted many men and women from the martial arts world with special birth dates and times."

"The little girl's mother is probably not from the Xiao family."

Fourteen years ago, Xiao Liang heard about this and went to Jiankang with his sword.

In the past, everyone tacitly agreed that he killed the Xiao family of Donghai only to avenge his family, and outsiders did not interfere.

So he used that same reason to accuse him.

That day, the Xiao family was in chaos. Many of the martial arts practitioners who had been kidnapped escaped, but only a small number were found by Xiao Liang afterward and brought back to Pengcheng.

Zhuo Xinlan was taken away and escaped at that time.

"I think the Xiao family just stumbled upon this little girl's spirit by sheer luck."

The old scholar put his fist to his lips, cleared his throat, and said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Not long ago, the young girl must have had her first period, which was detected by the Xiao family's bloodline tracking device..."

Spells like bloodline tracking often have distance limitations.

However, in certain situations, the spell's effect can be greatly enhanced.

A woman's first menstrual period is one such event.

Then came the news that the Xiao family wanted to form an alliance with Qingsheng Temple using their spiritual bodies, and that many interested people knew about this.

"We originally planned to make our move at night and send the girl to Pengcheng to settle down."

The old scholar said admiringly, "I never expected that a guest like you would intervene and break the Great Sumeru Formation in broad daylight. I admire you, I admire you."

Chu Tianshu asked, "How did you originally plan to break the formation? By charging straight in?"

He asked this question because he thought that perhaps the number one swordsman in the world had given these people some unique method to break the formation.

Unexpectedly, the old scholar turned his eyes away, his tone somewhat unfocused.

"Sir, you previously received acupuncture from a fellow Taoist priest, so you must be well-versed in medical principles. You should also know that we who study medicine should also learn about poisons."

"I am but a humble person, and I was mischievous in my youth. When I was learning about poison, I put in a little more effort than when I was learning about medicine."

"Although demonic cultivators are exceptionally agile and alert in their true energy, I... have also gained some experience in successfully striking them."

Chu Tianshu paused slightly, his steps faltering with a look of deep respect.

"I've decided I won't eat anything from your tavern today."

(End of this chapter)