Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 222 Karmic Flames and Ashes, Wounds of the Seven Emotions

In the dark room, Chen Xuren swiftly and decisively dealt with Zhu Xianpo.

But then I heard the little hedgehog exclaim in my ear:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, the sound of rushing water outside seems to be starting again."

Chen Xu quickly glanced at the ash entry he had just added to the Smoke and Fire Kitchen:
[The False River God's Karmic Fire Ashes: The evil cultivator with the demonic body at the Core Formation Realm was burned away by the karmic fire, leaving behind a handful of ashes.]

Add the rootless water of midnight, the tears of the ink pool of Wenhai, and the blood of the deer's cry to the pill, and you can obtain one Leaping Dragon Pill.

After ingestion, one's cultivation level will greatly increase, granting the power to bind dragons and reverse waves for a quarter of an hour. The divine power will disappear after the medicinal effects dissipate, but depending on the specific circumstances, there is a certain chance that one's cultivation level will increase by one minor realm.

This quick glance contained a wealth of information.

Chen Xu almost saw through his eyes. The Zhu Xianpo whom he killed was actually a Core Formation Realm cultivator?
This means that Chen Xu, with his cultivation at the Meridian Opening Realm, killed his enemy, transcending a major realm.

Chen Xu had never known that his true strength had reached such a level.

But thinking about it, the fact that the old woman Zhu Xian had survived a hundred killings suggests that her methods were so bizarre and ruthless that she was the strongest enemy Chen Xu had ever faced.

So it was the Core Formation Realm, which makes no surprise.

Chen Xu swiftly and decisively killed this enemy, which shows that his own strength has always been underestimated.

In that instant, Chen Xu felt a sense of déjà vu, as if from another world: So this is who I really am?

Wei Yuan was anxiously reminding him when Chen Xu grabbed the iron cage holding it and gently pulled it open as if it were made of paper.

Caught off guard, the little hedgehog leaned forward and was caught and held in Chen Xu's hands.

Chen Xu held the little hedgehog in his hands and strode out of the dark room.

He kicked the heavy stone door, covered with strange patterns, open with a loud thud, sending shards of stone flying everywhere.

The next moment, the sky brightened, and before us stood the rear hall of the River God Temple, with its many palaces and pavilions.

Inside the temple, however, a group of white-clad figures, distinct from ordinary villagers, were rushing out in a panic.

These people in white were both men and women, and they all looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old.

They had their hair tied up and wore crowns, dressed as Taoist boys, but now they were all bleeding from their mouths and noses, and spitting out a small, toad-like creature from their throats.

Those toads died the moment they landed, turning into a pool of blood.

The people in white cried out in panic, "The immortal toads are all dead, and Master must be in trouble too! What do we do? We're going to die too!"

Someone looked up and saw Chen Xu holding the little hedgehog, and immediately exclaimed in shock and anger, "Who are you? This is Master's little demon, how did it get into your hands?"

Someone else reacted quickly: "No, this must be the one who harmed Master!"

A moment of silence fell over the entire hall, and the expressions of the men in white varied.

Some people's expressions changed, seemingly both sad and happy;
Some people looked terrified and bewildered;
Some people are angry, panicked, and restless...

Chen Xu merely raised an eyebrow slightly upon seeing the numerous people in white, then continued walking, his figure moving like a gentle breeze, seemingly slow yet actually fast, as he traversed the many paths within the temple.

Because he heard the sound of the surging river outside the village from afar.

The raging waves roared, and villagers cried out in alarm, "The river god is angry! The river god is going to be angry again! Waaah... what should we do?"

Chaos reigned in both the temples and the villages.

Seeing that Chen Xu ignored them and flew by like a gentle breeze, one of the men in white instinctively tried to grab him.

But just as he reached out his hand, a flame suddenly rose from the soles of his feet.

The fire spread rapidly and engulfed a large person in an instant.

The man in white screamed in agony.

And this was just the beginning. Once one person's feet caught fire, two, three, or even more than ten people would follow.

All the people in white were engulfed in flames, screaming as they collapsed to the ground.

Wei Yuan was stunned. He turned around and exclaimed in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Chen, these people..."

Chen Xu said, "It wasn't me who made the move, but rather that there might have been a mysterious pact between that old woman Zhu Xian and these people. She died from being burned alive, and these people also died in the flames."

Chen Xu had heard Feng Yuanbai mention this mysterious contract before.

Some heretical practitioners employ extremely cruel methods, planting secret spells within the bodies of all those who attach themselves to them.

Once the main body dies, all followers perish.

This is also one of the reasons why evil cultivators are so difficult to deal with, because of the various forbidden spells and incantations, their followers are often extremely loyal.

Disloyalty is unacceptable; disloyalty means death. From this perspective alone, evil cultivators seem to be many times more powerful than righteous cultivators.

However, Feng Yuanbo once said: "Everything has its advantages and disadvantages. Once such a symbiotic curse is cast, the main body's fortune will often be damaged invisibly."

If there are too many symbiotic entities, the main spirit will also be unable to bear it, and eventually it will fall into madness and chaos.

In this way, all spiritual practice is nothing but a mirage.

You see, evil paths to cultivation are often swift and rapid, so why is the righteous path still the dominant one in this world?
All because evil paths cannot last long…

Feng Yuanbai's sigh still echoed in his ears. Now that Chen Xu had witnessed the cruelty of the evil cultivators firsthand, although he appeared calm and composed, he was actually quite shocked inside.

The world is vast and mysterious. Although the old woman Zhu Xian is dead, the story of this village seems to be far from over.

No, a quarter of an hour later, Chen Xu overturned the idea that the story of the village was not yet over.

He flew out of the River God Temple, and in the instant he looked back, he saw flames soaring into the sky from the rear hall of the temple.

Faintly, one could hear muffled human voices screaming amidst the flames: "It hurts so much!"

Then came sobbing: "Disciple follows the River God, though I die, I will live forever. I'm going to the divine kingdom, sob sob sob, ha ha ha..."

A mixture of tears and laughter; in the end, all sounds were swallowed by the flames.

Only the plaque above the main entrance of the River God Temple, swaying precariously in the firelight, exudes an invisible, mysterious power.

Wei Yuan couldn't help but be drawn to it, and said in a daze, "Fellow Daoist Chen, why do I feel that this plaque is calling me? It seems to be saying that as long as I get it and build a temple for it, I will be the river god."

As he spoke, the little hedgehog shook his head vigorously.

It gritted its teeth and said, "This is not right. This must be an evil thing. How could I become a river god just because of a plaque?"

Chen Xu stood in front of the River God Temple and gently stroked the little hedgehog's forehead.

A surge of profound literary energy emanated from his fingertips, instantly dispelling all the illusions in Wei Yuan's ears.

At the same time, he raised his hand and suddenly made a gesture.

With the use of the spirit control technique, the plaque above the gate that read "River God Temple" suddenly fell down and appeared in front of Chen Xu in an instant.

Just as Wei Yuan thought Chen Xu was about to grab the plaque, a faint golden flame suddenly appeared in Chen Xu's palm, like a fire dragon, and abruptly wrapped around the plaque.

Wei Yuan suddenly felt as if he heard some strange shrieking sound again.

In its hazy state, it seemed as if it could still see the plaque struggling and writhing like a living thing.

But all these struggles were in vain; in an instant, the flames suddenly flared up.

A series of crackling sounds, like thunderclaps, followed.

No, there really was thunder in the sky.

It turned out that just as Chen Xu was burning the "River God Temple" plaque, dark clouds had somehow drifted into the originally scorching sun sky.

Wei Yuan clasped his hands together and looked up nervously.

It didn't know what it was so nervous about; it only looked at the dark clouds in the sky and then at the plaque that Chen Xu was burning.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning appeared in the dark clouds, and then Chen Xu slammed his palm forward.

boom!
In the firelight, the "River God Temple" plaque shattered and scattered.

boom--

Finally, thunder roared down from the sky.

The little hedgehog couldn't see it, but at the very moment the "River God Temple" plaque shattered, the Heavenly Book of Food in front of Chen Xu opened, and a prompt appeared:
You shattered the evil river god plaque that embodied the villagers' resentment, capturing a wisp of the wounds of the seven emotions.

[Unlock new spiritual materials and gain Fireworks value +300. ]

The wounds of the seven emotions: a single thought can cause all thoughts to be wounded; this is the pain of greed, resentment, and the destruction of the heart in this world.

It can be brewed into wine, causing the drinker to be intoxicated and unable to wake up, experiencing all kinds of suffering and torment in their dreams, and eventually dying in their dream.

It can also transform into a wisp of Seven Emotions Sword Qi; once thrown, it cannot be looked back upon.

The wounds inflicted by the seven emotions!

The plaque of the "River God Temple" was shattered, and the flames burned all the remaining fragments to ashes.

The last bit of ashes was also collected by Chen Xu into the Smoke and Fire Kitchen.

Looking further into the distance, the churning Jade River had somehow calmed down.

(End of this chapter)