The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 292 Discussing the Creation of Gu Techniques with the Corpse Demon and Zhang Yuan'an and Others' Views on Li Zhen
The evil energy within his body continued to erode the heavenly lightning, and occasionally, when Li Zhen wasn't paying attention, wisps of lightning would emerge from his lower dantian.

At this time, it's not really appropriate to do anything.

After settling everything in, Li Zhen went to the side of the Gu Clan Ancestor.

The sealed Gu clan ancestor stood quietly in the corner, without making the slightest sound.

However, Li Zhen discovered that some of the talismans affixed to the Gu Clan ancestor had turned gray and had been corroded.

After Li Zhen left, this thing must be trying to break free of the seal.

This thing is somewhat similar to the demonic fetus; although it's not very strong, it's still extremely difficult to kill.

Li Zhen then affixed several more talismans to the Gu Clan Ancestor, sealing him completely.

Before heading to the mission world, he split the terrifying tiny insect he had obtained with the Gu Clan ancestor in two, and dripped his own blood into the part that was in the jar, wanting to see if he could have any effect on it.

After so many days, some results should have been achieved.

Li Zhen took out the jar, opened the lid, and saw that the entire space inside the jar was filled with a black, filamentous substance that looked like mold.

The filamentous substance seemed lifeless, completely still, a stark contrast to its previous wriggling appearance.

died?

Li Zhen frowned.

He squeezed a few drops of blood from the wound on his hand and dripped them into the jar.

Like rain after a long drought, the blood immediately seeped into the gray, thread-like substance, turning it dark red.

The insects in the blood-stained area finally revived.

The filamentous substances surged wildly toward the blood.

Even with the naked eye, Li Zhen could see the wriggling movements of those insects.

I don't know if these insects were starving, or if his blood had a terrible attraction for them.

All the insects in the jar swarmed into the few drops of blood that had dripped from him.

After the insects finished sucking the blood, the jar came back to life.

Inside the jar, tiny, dark red worms wriggled incessantly, making it appear as if the jar itself was constantly changing.

Sensing the excitement of the insects, Li Zhen tried reaching out and touching inside the jar.

He held his finger up to his eyes and looked at the tiny insect wriggling on his fingertip, feeling a little surprised.

Except for the Gu Clan Ancestor, the insects would eat anything edible they saw, and even the High Priest who cultivated these insects could not avoid this.

But at this moment, these insects did not attack him; instead, they were quite docile towards him.

Is this due to the effect of blood on these insects, or because they have become stronger?

With a thought, Li Zhen released his evil intentions, causing the insects on his fingers to gradually change.

At this moment, his primordial spirit also became stronger.

Under the distortion of primordial spirit, blood, and malice, these insects should be able to undergo some interesting changes...

After quite some time, a somewhat tired Li Zhen turned his head and glanced at the Corpse Demon who had returned from outside.

The Corpse Demon was under Zhao Jun's control, so he did not exert too much control over it to avoid causing it to rebel.

When he went home before, the corpse demon didn't come back with him.

Li Zhen has re-established his connection with the Corpse Demon. As long as the Corpse Demon does not resist, he can sense its location.

While he was busy examining the insect in his hand, the Corpse Demon wandered around nearby without disturbing anyone else, so Li Zhen didn't pay any attention to it.

After wandering around for so long, this guy has finally returned.

It did not return to the coffin, but stood behind Li Zhen, silently watching him.

Without turning his head, Li Zhen, who was examining the insect in his hand, said, "I need some corpse oil. If it's convenient for you, you can take some from your body for me in a little while."

The Corpse Demon did not reply.

Li Zhen added, "It would be best to heat your chin with a candle and take some from there."

The Corpse Demon uttered a cryptic voice: "Make me roast my own chin... to extract corpse oil, do you think that's appropriate?"

It must be Zhao Jun who is speaking.

“What’s inappropriate about it? The corpse isn’t yours,” Li Zhen said. “There’s another corpse lying on the ground. If you have time, help me move it to a corner and set up a corpse-nurturing array under it, nourishing it with your corpse energy. I hope it can recover to its peak condition in two or three days. I will also prepare human blood for it.”

Zhao Jun exhaled a breath of corpse energy, his scarlet eyes flashing: "I am not... your servant."

Li Zhen turned to look at the Corpse Demon and said calmly, "I didn't treat you as a servant, but you owe me a debt of gratitude, so it's only right that you help me."

Without saying a word, Zhao Jun walked to the corpse and made the arrangements as Li Zhen had instructed. He then took some corpse oil from his chin and handed it to Li Zhen.

“What you practice… is all evil magic…” Zhao Jun said, looking at Li Zhen.

Li Zhen replied, "It's just Gu magic, it's not that evil."

Suddenly remembering something, he turned to look at the Corpse Demon: "This is a kind of Gu worm that can devour human bodies. It's terrifying, but I didn't cultivate it, so it's not under my control. I want to make it under my command, and I've tried many methods, but the results haven't been very ideal. Do you have any ideas?"

Zhao Jun's eyes flickered violently, as if asking, "Is it appropriate for you to ask me this question?"

Li Zhen looked quietly into Zhao Jun's eyes.

After a moment, Zhao Jun said in a hoarse voice, "Don't you know how to use a talisman?"

A thought flashed through Li Zhen's mind: "Use talismans to control these Gu worms?"

Zhao Jun shook his head slightly: "The function of talismans... is sometimes to drive away, to warn... even without divine power, they can make... ghosts wary and afraid... Talismans are a kind of reminder, a reminder for ghosts to stay away... that's how some people control ghosts."

A thought popped into Li Zhen's mind: "You mean, I can use this method to control these insects?"

“You can give it a try,” Zhao Jun said.

Turning to look at the insects inside the jar, Li Zhen had a lot of inspiration.

Exchanging ideas with a proper cultivator like Zhao Jun, who is proficient in many spells and talismans and has received systematic training, is indeed beneficial.

You could also discuss the Blood Curse with this guy; you might get some good ideas from him.

Talisman... Warning...

Li Zhen smeared some insects out of the jar with his fingers and watched them wriggle thoughtfully in his hand.

……

After waking up, Zhang Yuan'an sat on the luxurious sofa in a motorhome to rest.

This RV was arranged by Master Xuan Gui.

The car windows were all rolled up, blocking out the darkness and all eyes, but Zhang Yuan'an felt as if countless eyes were staring at him, the fleeing Master Ren of Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Yuan'an had no external injuries, but his face was pale, his eyes were lifeless, and he looked completely devoid of spirit, as if he had lost his soul. This was a far cry from the high spirits he had when he first arrived in Dongyang.

The Celestial Master's Seal sat on the table beside him, and like him, it had lost its luster and become dull and lifeless.

"Master, it's time to drink your medicine." A young Taoist priest carefully handed a bowl of medicinal soup to Zhang Yuan'an.

Zhang Yuan'an caught the medicine soup, drank it down in one gulp, and then wiped his mouth with a tissue.

After the disciple went to clean up the empty bowls and the equipment for boiling medicine, he sighed and said with a wry smile to the two Daoists, Jingzhi and Mingxu, who were sitting on either side of him, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh. Since I started cultivating the Dao, everything has gone smoothly for me. I have never experienced such a setback before."

"When I was meditating, I thought that even if setbacks occurred, I could laugh them off. I never imagined that when such things actually happened, I would be no different from ordinary people."

“There’s no need to belittle yourself.” The Taoist Jingzhi, whose expression was equally grim, shook his head. “If someone else were in your position and experienced the same changes, no one could have done as well as you.”

Master Xuhe coughed twice and said bluntly, "This matter has nothing to do with you. So many of us joined forces and still lost to him. No matter who it was, it would have been difficult to change the outcome."

"The reason you feel embarrassed is simply because you are standing at a higher position than us, which makes you more attractive to others. In fact, there is no need to care about those gazes. Even the Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain have been defeated before."

The always straightforward Master Xuhe blurted out what Master Jingzhi hadn't said, making the atmosphere somewhat oppressive.

Master Jingzhi shook his head inwardly and changed the subject: "In this world, is it really possible to raise such terrifying zombies? And that person, whose righteousness and evil are hard to discern, yet whose aura is terrifyingly powerful, was he really cultivated in this era?"

His words successfully attracted the attention of Jingzhi Daoren and Zhang Yuan'an.

The Taoist Jingzhi pondered and said, "I have only seen such terrifying zombies in ancient books. Perhaps the legendary flying zombies are nothing more than this."

Zhang Yuan'an's expression turned serious: "If I'm not mistaken, what we saw might not have been the full power of that zombie?"

These words startled both Jingzhi Daoren and Xuhe Daoren.

"What do you mean by that?" Jingzhi Daoist couldn't help but ask.

After coughing for a while and wiping away the blood with a tissue, Zhang Yuan'an slowly said, "That zombie was a bit strange. It had... it had multiple seals on its body. When it fought me, half of the seals were still locked..."

“That’s impossible!” Master Xuhe interrupted. “That zombie is already terrifying enough. If what you’re saying is true, then wouldn’t that be… wouldn’t that be…”

He didn't say the rest.

Jingzhi Daoren said, "This statement is indeed quite frightening."

Zhang Yuan'an shook his head slightly: "I didn't mean to say something shocking to scare you two. I did see the seal on that zombie."

"After I used heavenly lightning to subdue the zombie, the zombie, in a fit of rage, tried to break free from the seal and attacked with all its might."

"That person appeared at that moment, suppressed the zombie, and prevented it from breaking free from the seal."

Jingzhi Daoren and Xuhe Daoren imagined the scene at that time and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Zhang Yuan'an sighed: "The reason I didn't tell anyone else about this is because I was worried it would scare them."

"If that zombie could unleash such terrifying power while it was sealed, one can imagine how terrifying it must have been in its prime."

"If that's the case, then...it's truly terrifying." The Taoist Master Jingzhi said in a deep voice, "That's no longer an ordinary zombie, or perhaps it has surpassed even flying zombies?"

"That's impossible!" Master Xuhe categorically rejected this view. "Don't you know what it's like when a drought demon is born? That zombie isn't that powerful."

Zhang Yuan'an coughed twice and frowned: "In the current environment, why would such terrifying zombies appear?"

Jingzhi Daoren said, "In my opinion, what surprises me even more is that this zombie can actually use Taoist magic and control that kind of evil lightning. I have lived for so many years and have never seen such a zombie."

“More than that,” Master Xuhe echoed, “I’ve read so many ancient texts, but I’ve never seen such a bizarre zombie. Perhaps one of those zombies is a heretic…”

Zhang Yuan'an said, "The thunder magic used by that zombie is very profound, and it can draw talismans in the air. The style is somewhat similar to that of my Longhu Mountain. I have no idea where in the world there is such an evil sect."

"Although that zombie was strong and difficult to deal with, the human was even more terrifying."

"Like that zombie, that person was also incredibly strong. In this environment, is it really possible to cultivate such terrifying power? If not through cultivation, where did that person come from?"

Upon hearing Zhang Yuan'an mention "that person" again, Jingzhi Daoren and Xuhe Daoren fell silent once more.

For a moment, only coughing could be heard inside the RV.

After a long while, Jingzhi Daoist said, "That person... is indeed incredible. To be able to cultivate to such a level in the mortal world, if it were in the past, he would definitely have a chance to ascend."

Master Xuhe retorted, "Impossible! How could such an evil person ascend to immortality? Which of our ancestors who ascended to immortality wasn't an ethereal being?"

Jingzhi Daoren shook his head: "If one cultivates to that level, is it difficult to see through the physical form and see the true nature? Such a person can probably comprehend the Great Dao and see the true Dao in a single turn."

Master Xuhe did not refute.

This is the truth.

How could someone who has cultivated to that level be bound by the so-called evil path and the righteous path?
When that person fought Zhang Yuan'an, the magic he used actually already had a touch of transcendence from evil.

Zhang Yuan'an took a deep breath: "Those last words, without a doubt, were his way of telling us that he only wanted to pursue the path of immortality and that we should not disturb him, otherwise he wouldn't have asked those questions."

"Despite his terrifying nature, the pursuit of immortality is ultimately a vain endeavor."

"After Wu Qiyuan's upheaval, the South's fortunes have greatly diminished, and even Changshan shows signs of decline. It's impossible for it to have any fortune to sustain it."

The Taoist Master Jingzhi sighed again: "So-called luck is just the first shackle. We have made so many attempts, isn't that enough to show that there is no environment for becoming an immortal here?"

"Forcibly pursuing the path of immortality will likely only result in being devoured by the Heavenly Dao and harming oneself."

"Such a terrifying person, if he finds himself unable to take the final step and falls into despair... I dare not imagine how serious the consequences would be."

"We must prepare for the worst-case scenario."

The expression on Xuhe Daoren's face became even more somber, clearly indicating that he also felt that what Jingzhi Daoren had said was very serious.

He tapped his head and said, "Only the Celestial Master can make a decision on this matter. Let's go to Longhu Mountain to see the Celestial Master first."

(End of this chapter)