Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 506 There is an unexpected gain
Finding books in the collection is a bit of a hassle.

Chu Tianshu learned that the water demons had invited seventeen tribes of man-eating monsters to a meeting here.

He devoted most of his energy to figuring out poison techniques.

There was no time to inquire where the collection of spellbooks was located.

However, He Lai was very thorough in his work.

As the deacons and guards rushed over to help.

Besides making an example of the most aggressive deacons, He Lai first eliminated a group of them. The rest of the people were mostly spared, but they were all unconscious due to the curse.

"My plan was that if things weren't going well on your end, I would directly control these survivors to chant incantations and perform a large-scale blood sacrifice to fill the altar and blow up this battlefield."

He Lai knows a lot of evil magic.

After killing the enemy, using the corpses for a blood sacrifice is naturally not as effective as controlling them while they are alive, chanting incantations, and combining different incantations to form a great blood sacrifice incantation.

Chu Tianshu asked in surprise, "Controlling so many people at the same time, chanting different incantations?"

He Lai said, "My inheritance allows me to delve deeper into the mysteries of the soul after mastering the second part of my soul, enabling me to focus on a hundred things at once."

Chu Tianshu said, "Then you are far from achieving perfect self-nature..."

"To be free from all defilements, one must be able to cut off the food needed by the soul while maintaining vitality. This means being able to cut off thoughts and have a pure and empty mind. This inheritance will actually make it more difficult for me to reach that level."

He Lai explained, "However, once I cultivate my true nature to be without flaws, I will be able to leap directly over the threshold of returning to the light."

As he spoke, the white crane flapped its wings.

On one side of the battlefield, amidst a vast palace complex, lay unconscious deacons and guards.

The white crane's fan only awakened the steward within.

These people, dressed in pale gold robes, sensed something was wrong as soon as they regained consciousness.

Some people subconsciously want to use their innate supernatural abilities to leave a gaseous avatar in place while their real body escapes.

However, just as they were about to activate their power, a red crane-shaped mark on their foreheads lit up.

"what!!!"

Some people staggered in pain, clutching their heads, while others fell to the ground, their bodies drenched in cold sweat.

"Amitabha."

Upon seeing this, Master Baima clasped his hands together and said, "Using spells alone to suppress their souls is still not enough. Let's acupuncture a few more vital points on them."

"Benefactor Chu, with your martial arts skills, you should be able to perform that technique that delays the attack for a few quarters of an hour, causing the body to explode if the pressure points are not released?"

I wonder if it was because Master Baima spoke in a kind and warm voice that he provided an extra layer of deterrence.

Immediately, some of the deacons shouted out that they were willing to help them.

Soon, they revealed the locations of all the books in the Heaven and Earth Palaces.

Attendants, scholars, and master craftsmen, relying on their identity tokens, could only access specific places to consult ancient texts.

Those who reach the level of steward are already aware of the existence of the Wraith God, and can not only consult any classic texts, but also view the newly written manuscripts of the Heavenly Officials and Earthly Sovereigns.

Chu Tianshu and his group went to the main hall of the Heavenly King Palace and watched as a large number of books were continuously moved in.

The script used in Changzhou Kingdom is quite similar to the script used in modern China. Although it requires some guesswork to understand, it is mostly comprehensible.

Qian Jin, the commander of the 19th Battalion, was able to adapt to the identity of a seafood company owner so quickly in reality because of the high similarity between his characters and his writing.

The problem is that although the writing system has been standardized throughout Changzhou Kingdom.

Inside the Heaven and Earth Palaces, there was a strange custom of taking pride in being able to use an even more ancient script.

When Bai He and the others began to peruse the ancient books, Chu Tianshu also picked up a few to look at.

It turned out that these few books were all written in different languages.

"Neuropathy!"

Chu Tianshu couldn't help but curse, "Why do you people of the same clan use so many different scripts for academic research?"

Under Bai He's command, the stewards were selecting texts. Hearing this, they dared not say a word and worked even faster, handing over the most important texts to Wei Qidong and the others.

Lin Chucheng was quite knowledgeable about ancient scripts and could flip through them very quickly.

Chu Tianshu turned his head and saw that only he and Feng Jianhua were staring at each other.

"cough!"

Feng Jianhua casually picked up a book and strolled over. “I am quite knowledgeable, but ancient scripts from the spirit world are too obscure.”

Chu Tianshu deeply sympathized, feeling a pang of sympathy: "I consider myself a very studious person, but... there's no end to learning."

He wanted to learn a few tricks of martial arts and medicine from every world.

Although some things were not worth using tokens to deduce, he would still try to figure them out himself, which shows how eager he was to learn.

Even in other worlds, he would ponder over novel delicacies whenever he had free time.

But no one knows what kind of knowledge they might need to deal with the next situation.

For someone like Chu Tianshu who travels around a lot, increasing his vitality is the only priority.

"what?"

Feng Jianhua suddenly said, "There are a few words in here that look somewhat familiar to me."

"Look, doesn't it look a bit like those symbols on the Great Yu Stele?"

The Da Yu Stele, even in its normal state, has several characters on its surface.

Chu Tianshu leaned closer to take a look and indeed it did look somewhat similar. He then waved to a steward to come and translate.

"These are pages made by applying magic to bamboo bark; they are genuine ancient books."

The steward said, "The above records the legends about Yu the Great, also known as a thousand anecdotes about the merits of King Yu the Great."

Chu Tianshu's eyelids twitched.

Why does that sound so strange?
The recorded merits and deeds of the ancient sage Yu the Great are probably not this many.

The steward had already recounted several anecdotes about meritorious deeds.

Feng Jianhua understood immediately and shook his head repeatedly.

"That's just a blatant flattery tone. You ancient Fangfeng tribe people are somewhat neglecting your duties."

Although King Yu killed a leader of the Fangfeng clan, in the ancient legends of the Fangfeng clan, King Yu was the greatest benefactor of the entire Fangfeng clan.

Everything related to Yu the Great is worth remembering, and not even the smallest details should be overlooked.

"Alright, stop..." Feng Jianhua was about to interrupt the steward's translation.

Chu Tianshu suddenly asked, "Wait, what was that sentence you just said?"

The steward asked, "May King Yu live ten thousand years?"

"No."

Chu Tianshu's expression turned solemn. "The sentence before that."

The deacon glanced back and said, "Profound and mysterious, it pervades all worlds."

Chu Tianshu was startled.

On the Youdu Decree, there were eight characters that were unfamiliar but inexplicably understandable.

It's these eight words.

Chu Tianshu took the book and looked at it carefully. He found that the eight characters on the book were not exactly the same as the eight characters on the token, but they were quite similar.

He immediately instructed the deacon to select all the passages in the book that were related to those eight characters and read them to him.

After a long while, Chu Tianshu summarized a pattern: these eight characters seemed to represent a very high level of attainment.

In the story of merit, Yu the Great was not associated with these eight characters in his youth. It was during his flood control efforts that these eight characters first appeared in the description.

It wasn't until long after he became a sage king that these eight characters began to appear more frequently.

However, considering that this book is an ancient text that is essentially a sycophantic work...

Chu Tianshu immediately found the pile of books where Feng Jianhua had been and asked the steward to help him continue searching for relevant text.

Sure enough, in some other, more serious ancient books...

The profound and mysterious concept of "traveling through all ages" was merely an idea from the time of Yu the Great and was never truly realized.

Ancient texts mention a place called "Youdu," also known as the origin of the Dao or the boundless wilderness.

Within the Netherworld, the shadows of the Dao are everywhere; there is nothing else besides the Dao.

Neither matter nor soul can exist here.

"If we follow this line of reasoning..."

Chu Tianshu held the ancient book, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Every civilized world is a floating island."

"The spirit world is like the lower part of a floating island ecosystem, with more contact with the sea, while Youdu is the source of the sea?"

Ancient texts praise that King Yu the Great cultivated himself to the point of transcending the boundaries and ascending to immortality.

Because he could transcend the realms of reality and spirit, and descend once more into the Netherworld, where only the Great Dao existed and nothing else remained, even King Yu could survive stably.

Then, from Youdu, the deepest source of all things, they flew to other worlds.

In other words, the highest realm of ancient cultivation, transcending boundaries and ascending to immortality, is actually divided into two parts.

"Crossing the boundary" refers to being able to cross the boundaries between the real world and the spirit world, and directly enter the underworld.

"Ascension" means flying out of the underworld again.

As for the profound and mysterious, they pervade all the worlds.

It is because in ancient times, some of the powerful beings who were able to enter Youdu foresaw the existence of the Wind of Transformation and believed that the actions of ghosts and gods were unacceptable, and that the actions of the cave heavens might lead to the loss of contact with their homeland.

So they came up with another plan.

This plan must be explored throughout the world before it can begin.

Unfortunately, based on the information in these ancient books, we can only deduce this much.

It's impossible to deduce the details of the plan, how it was executed, or whether it was successful.

Chu Tianshu closed the book cover and thought to himself.

The Youdu Token has been lost for so many years, and it has actually ended up in the hands of a small sect like the Ghost Gate Witch Doctor.

I fear that this plan ultimately failed.

Although many of these grotto-heavens could not remain in their homeland, at least the cultivators within them were able to survive.

As for the creator of the Youdu Token, it is unknown whether he abandoned the plan and threw away the token, or whether he has already met with misfortune.

"wrong."

Chu Tianshu's mind raced.

If Youdu is truly a pure land of the Dao, how could a powerful being who transcends boundaries and ascends to immortality be afraid of a gust of wind that makes it easy for someone to comprehend the Dao?

If they only want to stay in their homeland, then they should just stay put; there's no need to come up with any new plans.

Unless, of course, some other disaster could threaten even such a powerful being.

Or perhaps, while they pose no threat to them, they are powerful enough to destroy their homeland, and they are unable to protect it with their own strength.

So, that's why a new plan is needed?

Chu Tianshu couldn't figure it out for a moment, and his brows furrowed.

Feng Jianhua also heard these accounts, but he simply stroked his beard.

"That sounds impressive."

He patted Chu Tianshu on the shoulder, "But for us now, these are just stories. If you don't understand something, just remember it."

Feng Jianhua's claim of extensive knowledge is not an exaggeration.

Even if different worlds truly exist, and there is a common source for all worlds, it is merely one of countless hypotheses imagined by people throughout history that has been proven true.

A naive scholar might get caught up in this and become obsessed with proving it, ignoring everything else and throwing himself into it with fanaticism.

But Feng Jianhua is also an elderly man who has personally witnessed the tremendous changes of the times.

When he was born, he heard that there were gods who could destroy armies and were called God, but they were not his own gods. When he was young, he heard that mankind had created nuclear bombs, but they were not his own bombs either.

In the past, rumors of nuclear energy development destroying humanity were rampant; now, nuclear power has become an indispensable energy source.

Don't let your imagination overwhelm you; the important thing is to keep moving forward.

Chu Tianshu came to his senses and exhaled a breath of stale air.

"The principal is right."

He suddenly had a whimsical idea: "However, with so many records about Yu the Great here, perhaps we can actually find some things that are useful to us today."

Feng Jianhua's eyes lit up: "You mean, the specific uses of the dragon stele?"

(End of this chapter)