Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 296 Calamity, Changing the God in One's Heart

"Ouch!"

Chen Gou'er cried out in pain again, grabbed his bag, and was about to pour the white bone cicada into his mouth.

One, two gone?

Chen Gou'er was shocked. Ignoring the unhealed blood hole on his buttocks, he climbed up from the table and stared in astonishment at his empty handbag.

Then he saw the old beggar behind him, shrugging his shoulders and stuffing something into his mouth with his back to him!
Seeing this, Li Wushou was just getting ready to watch the show when a shout suddenly rang in his ears:
"Master, that boy with heterochromia is about to break free from the human skin veil!"

Suddenly turning around, Li Wushou's gaze pierced through the wall to the heterochromatic-eyed boy in the next room. The boy's face was contorted with struggle, and a bright blue light radiated from between his brows.

His entire demeanor was completely different from the timid and submissive image he had just displayed in the Blood Buddha Temple's main hall; he seemed somewhat deranged.

Li Wushou frowned, pondered for a moment, and then instructed the black cat below:

"Give up the idea of ​​enslaving the other person's mind."

It's not that Li Wushou can't enslave the other party; if he personally intervenes and uses his human skin control talisman, he should be able to subdue the other party, but it would be pointless.

Surely it can't just be to satisfy one's own curiosity?
He hadn't intended to enslave them; he had just been distracted by the old beggar and Chen Gou'er.

Of course, if the heterochromatic-eyed boy couldn't escape the black cat's enslavement, that was his fate, and Li Wushou had nothing to say about it.

The black cat, who was still trying to suppress the mind of the heterochromatic-eyed boy in front of the human skin curtain, was stunned.

After enslaving everyone, he could have focused his efforts on enslaving the heterochromatic-eyed boy he had his eye on. Especially after retracting the black lines on Blood Bodhisattva, he devoted himself even more fully to the task.

But unexpectedly, the boy was also gathering strength, and suddenly broke free from most of the restraints.

His mind was already on the verge of consciousness, and he noticed the abnormality of the shadow puppet show, making it difficult for him to suppress it, especially since the boy had not yet eaten the talisman meat.

They had planned to tell Li Wushou so they could work together to suppress it, but they never expected to receive such an order.

Although he didn't understand, he readily accepted it and replied:
"Yes, Master. Also, the shadow puppet show is almost over. Everyone's attention will likely return to their bodies within half a cup of tea's time."

"understood!"

Li Wushou responded and then turned to look behind him.

Chen Gou'er was sitting on the old beggar, with half of his arm already stuffed into the old beggar's throat, trying to pull out the white bone cicada that the old beggar had swallowed.

Shaking his head helplessly, Li Wushou stepped forward and lifted the furious Chen Gou'er off the old beggar, while advising Chen Gou'er:
"Alright, Blood Bodhisattva is about to wake up. Go back to the Three Immortals Pavilion and deal with him then, otherwise all the pain you endured from planting your five senses will have been for nothing."

Upon hearing this, Chen Gou'er stopped struggling, but still glared fiercely at the old beggar.

The old beggar quickly got up from the ground, snapped his dislocated jaw back into place, and then placed the two bitten-off fingers in front of Chen Gou'er.

"Look, just to get you some food, two fingers are gone! Is it really necessary to go to such lengths to eat two cicadas?"

A slight smile appeared on Li Wushou's lips, but he had no interest in listening to the two arguing anymore.

With a flick of his brow, Li Wushou invited the Three Immortals Hall and the two ancestors back into his divine aperture. Then, he wiped away the incense ash from the Blood Bodhisattva's spirit tablet.

Seeing the other person's kind and benevolent face reappear in the center of his forehead, Li Wushou flashed to the left side of the stage and sat down, which was the area for the Golden Core audience.

The invisible golden core flew to the room on the third floor and quickly tended to the remains of the green infant and the mountain.

Eat what you need to eat, burn what you need to burn, and after a moment, everything was restored to its original state except for the window that Li Wushou had broken off.

At the same time, Master Xuan Yang also received instructions from Li Wushou to descend from the sky and return to the Divine Aperture, and also invited the black cat into the Taiji Dojo along the way.

Li Wushou looked around and saw that the guests, whose minds had been enslaved by the black cat, had returned to their seats. These people were no different from usual when the black cat did not give any instructions.

Inside the entire Yi Hong Lou, apart from the fact that the heterochromatic boy's parents were utterly devastated and their bodies were still lying outside the spectator area, nothing else seemed out of the ordinary.

"laugh!"

A flash of blood appeared beneath his ribs as Li Wushou slashed his sword at the human skin curtain. With a tearing sound, the curtain split in two, and Li Wushou collected the eight hundred unlit pieces below into the Yin-Yang diagram.

He then clapped his hands, saying, "Now everything's alright, there shouldn't be anything left behind."

Li Wushou nodded slightly, sat in his chair, and waited for everyone's attention to return.

In less than half a cup of tea's time, or more precisely, less than a hundred breaths after Li Wushou put away the human skin curtain, the boy with heterochromia had already woken up.

One of the eyes, which had once shone with a deep blue luster, quietly went dark and turned into a black pupil.

After looking around, the boy with heterochromia ran down from the second floor. He had now returned to the timid look he had in the main hall, standing in front of his dead parents with inexplicable emotions.

Following them were the Blood Bodhisattva and three Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Interestingly, when the Blood Bodhisattva awoke, the boy with heterochromia immediately collapsed beside his parents, pretending to be unconscious. The fluctuations in his soul after the fainting were so convincing that Li Wushou might have been fooled if he hadn't been watching him closely.

As expected, neither the Blood Bodhisattva nor the three Nascent Soul True Monarchs noticed anything unusual.

Or perhaps they had no interest in a child. The moment they awoke, their souls had already thoroughly searched the entire Yi Hong Lou, and they immediately noticed the anomaly of the human skin curtain.

After confirming that everyone's mind had been captured, the four did not immediately try to seize it, but instead rushed into the sky to begin refining the boundary power.

The four of them did not have a Dharma Realm like the Tai Chi Dojo that could devour the power of the realm. They could only store the power of the realm in their bodies through refining, and the efficiency of refining was naturally not as good as that of Xuan Yang.

Therefore, even after the last person awoke, the three of them had not yet brought the Holy Domain to the brink of collapse.

Those who awoke first inside the Yi Hong Lou, after searching the building, began to search the world outside, imagining it to be a treasure trove.

Little did they know, this place had already been ransacked time and again by the Immortal Mountain and the Talisman Masters.

If it weren't for the extraordinary abilities of the God-Seizing Grandmaster, Li Wushou would likely have returned empty-handed, let alone the others, whose excitement turned to disappointment.

Recalling the Dream of the Red Chamber, only Li Wushou, the boy with heterochromia, and four or five spirits who have just awakened remain.

Seeing that the boy with heterochromia's parents were dead, they were now plotting against him.

Just then, a sharp crack sounded in the sky, and the sky split open.

As the four continued to refine it, the already crumbling Crimson Makeup Sacred Domain finally began to collapse.

Blood Bodhisattva and the three Nascent Soul cultivators hurriedly stopped what they were doing. Although there was still a lot of boundary energy in front of them, they could no longer refine it. This was an inevitable loss, because if they finished refining it, they would have to face the void storm.

But why are there only these?

How could such a vast expanse of sacred domain fragments have been sustained by only this much boundary power in the past?

The four were filled with doubt, but there was no time to delve deeper. This journey to the Holy Land was destined to be nothing but a mirage.

Blood Bodhisattva stood in the void, his angry eyes narrowing. The human skin curtain from the Dream of the Red Chamber flew up and fell back into his blood-red cassock. Seeing that the three Nascent Soul True Monarchs were about to speak, Blood Bodhisattva said directly:

"We'll share it with you all once we're outside!"

After saying that, he took the lead and flew towards the fluctuating Mustard Seed Ferry.

The three Nascent Soul True Monarchs exchanged a glance, then each returned to the outside of the Red Chamber and took their two juniors with them as they flew out of the Mustard Seed Ferry.

After everyone had fled the Crimson Makeup Sanctuary in wailing and howling, Li Wushou walked to the boy with heterochromia and said softly:

"Let's go, this place is going to collapse."

The boy, still lost in thought, suddenly shivered. Looking at Li Wushou standing beside him, he felt a strange fear, though he didn't know why. He'd had the same feeling earlier in the main hall. This older brother seemed even more terrifying than the monk in the blood-red robe.

Faced with Li Wushou's reminder, the boy said somewhat timidly:
"I can't get up there."

Hmm~?

Li Wushou's brows furrowed slightly. How could someone who could break free from the mental suppression of a talisman master not make it to the Mustard Seed Ferry?

However, even when Li Wushou used his spiritual sense to investigate, he could not tell that the other party was lying.

The boy with heterochromia panicked when he saw Li Wushou frowning, and lowered his head, not daring to look at Li Wushou again.

"Come on, I'll take you!"

After a moment of contemplation, Li Wushou spoke, lifting the other man by the shoulder and preparing to fly towards the Mustard Seed Ferry.

The boy with heterochromia lit up with joy, but then hesitated and said slowly:
"Brother, could you help me bury my parents? If it's too late, that's fine too."

The voice had become barely audible by the end.

Li Wushou sighed inwardly, realizing he had really been meddling in other people's business. He had originally planned to just leave, but since he had already spoken, it seemed a bit like he was contradicting himself by leaving now.

It wasn't that he was unwilling to help, but the Holy Domain was about to shatter, so what was the point of burying it or not?
With a sense of helplessness, he slammed the hammer into the ground, instantly creating a large crater.

Just as they were about to drag the other party's parents into the trap, they noticed that the boy had managed to pull two rings and two bracelets off his parents' hands with some difficulty.

He kept one pair in his bosom and handed the other pair to Li Wushou.

"Thank you, brother, you're a good person!"

Li Wushou scrutinized the boy with heterochromia again, accepted the bracelet and ring, buried the boy's parents among the debris, and then flew with the boy towards the Mustard Seed Ferry, asking as they flew:

"what's your name?"

"Big brother, I don't have a name, but my parents call me a jinx."

The world turned upside down, and Li Wushou stood in the main hall of the Blood Buddha Temple with the harbinger of disaster.

The moment he stood still, the Mustard Seed Ferry, which had been held between his fingers, vanished without a trace. The main hall remained calm, but Li Wushou knew that a void storm was brewing somewhere deep within the void.

The world is born, the world perishes, and between two fingers lies the vastness of heaven and earth!

The atmosphere in the main hall was quite tense at this moment. The reason was simple: apart from Blood Bodhisattva and the three Nascent Soul True Monarchs who had gained a little something, the others had gained almost nothing.

Even the Blood Bodhisattva wasn't in a good mood.

On the one hand, he failed to refine enough boundary power, and on the other hand, the divine eyes he placed on everyone became ineffective after entering the Holy Domain.

Seeing that Li Wushou was returning with the calamity star, Blood Bodhisattva withdrew the Dharma Eyes from the two of them.

Upon closer inspection, just like everyone else, there were no images at all!
Blood Bodhisattva Vajra glared angrily without uttering a word, while the others in the hall watched Li Wushou lead the calamity star back to his seat, some of them feeling a bit smug.

These two seem to be having some bad luck; one lost his parents, and the other lost two female companions.
Although the gains this time were not great, the number of deaths was also very small, less than ten people in total. Most of them were a few monsters who did not know the rules and were killed by the various forces that broke out of the Dream of the Red Chamber at the end.

Even if you include them both, these two together are almost half.

The main hall was silent. After a while, the Blood Bodhisattva finally calmed down and did not mention the profit-sharing again. He then began to preside over the exchange fair for this year's Buddha's Birthday.

Li Wushou's mind was focused on the Taiji Dojo. He had only managed to knock the talisman master unconscious, and now he needed to subdue him as soon as possible.

On the one hand, we want to learn about the plans of Bulaoshan.

On the other hand, he also wanted to use the net woven by the talisman master to set up Pudu Island and spread his influence over the Fubo region.

The frequent actions of Mount Bulao have made Li Wushou worried about the stability of the Fubo Domain.

Li Wushou was not actually sure why he was worried. Was it because Zhenhai City, which he was going to, was in Fubo Domain?

Or is it because from the moment he decided to go to Fubo Domain, he had already regarded Fubo Domain as Huazhou?
Inside the Tai Chi dojo, Li Wushou led the old beggar into it.

In order to keep the talisman master, an informant of the Immortal Mountain, Li Wushou invited the old beggar over. The main reason was that the talisman master was proficient in the art of talismans, and Li Wushou always felt that using the spirit control talisman was a bit unsafe.

Despite the old beggar's repeated assurances that Li Wushou was overthinking things, he still went with Li Wushou on the trip.

There's no other reason than that if we don't leave now, Chen Gou'er will bite us to death!

Upon entering the dojo, the talisman master lay on a white jade pillar, while Xuan Yang and the black-winged cat stood on either side, wary of each other.

When the two saw Li Wushou and the old beggar land, they breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed in greeting.

Li Wushou and the old beggar waved their hands in unison, then walked up to the talisman master.

The old beggar, who had originally intended to have Li Wushou use the God Control Talisman directly, suddenly frowned after carefully examining him for a while.

"This talisman master has prayed to the gods!"

Li Wushou was taken aback when he heard this. This talisman master was clearly on the path of immortality and was almost at the level of a god. How could he be worshipping a god?
But in an instant, he remembered Wu Qinghe's warning to him when she left Wufang:

Some gods don't need to be worshipped by ordinary people; they need to be worshipped by immortals!

This "immortal" is not the "immortal" in the world, but refers to a high-level cultivator.

"Is that Venerable Food a True God Venerable?"

The old beggar nodded upon hearing Li Wushou's question, and then said:

"The path of gods is indeed more troublesome than the path of immortals. In order to avoid being discovered by the Devouring Venerable, it is not enough to just use the God Control Talisman. We also need to replace the god that the Talisman Master worships in his heart—the Devouring Venerable!"

After saying this, the old beggar gestured for Li Wushou to pick up the talisman master and return to the Three Immortals Pavilion.

The air inside the Three Immortals Pavilion was filled with the scent of incense. Li Wushou and the old beggar lit three sticks of incense in turn.

The old beggar took a bit of incense ash from the incense burner and fed it to the talisman master. Then he cut off the regrowth sites of the two severed fingers he had just bitten off and used the wire that Li Wushou had placed on the incense table to scrape some gold powder off the broken ends.

He then broke off a piece of wood about the size of a palm from the bed board, and then had Li Wushou take out the donkey skin that recorded the "Law on Eating Animals".

The old beggar found the signature in the "Law on Eating Animals"—"The Venerable One of Immortality Mountain"!
He covered the signature on the wooden board, then spat on the scraped gold powder, and used his finger to dip directly into the gold powder to carve on the wooden board.

The six characters “Eating Venerable One of Immortal Mountain” still shone brightly after being written, even though the gold powder mixed with spit was a bit disgusting.

He threw the donkey skin on the ground, and the original signature of the Venerable Food Master of Immortal Mountain was left with only six empty holes. In no time, the donkey skin withered and melted away.

The old beggar held the wooden plaque and placed it under the incense table in the Three Immortals Hall. From a distance, it looked as if the wooden plaques of the old beggar, Li Wushou, and Chen Gou'er were suppressing the other party.

Especially the old beggar's wooden sign, which inexplicably has a subtle connection to the wooden board.

As the incense burns, this connection deepens, yet becomes increasingly imperceptible.

The old beggar pondered for a long time, then kicked the talisman master lying on the ground and said softly:

"We've prayed to the gods!"

The talisman master suddenly stood up, knelt on the ground, and devoutly bowed before the incense table:
"Greetings to my god!"

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