Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 214 The Encounter with Thunder Magic at Little West Mountain
Fang Shu stood in the ancestral hall, looking at the mess on the ground, a certain expression flickering in his eyes.

However, now is not the time to think about it too much.

He immediately waved his sleeve and took out a stack of talismans that could seal souls. With a snap, the talismans fell onto a pile of corpses on the ground.

The souls of those limb-refining temple servants were all taken away by the talisman, and then the talisman, like a wet strip of paper, fell heavily onto the floor tiles, with a blood-red, twisted ghost face appearing on its surface.

As for the Five Tribulations Immortal named Dai Kuan, Fang Shu personally stepped forward and used magic to extract his soul from his skull.

A wisp of black energy appeared in his hand, constantly shifting and taking the form of a ghost face, from which divine consciousness was released.

As Dai Kuan's soul was extracted, he suddenly awoke from the dizziness of death and screamed, "Soul-searching and soul-stealing! Evil cultivator, you evil cultivator!"

"Spare me... You dare to take my soul! My Four Limbs Temple will not let you get away with this, nor will the Grand Deacon!" It thrashed about wildly, screaming incessantly.

But Fang Shu merely sneered at the struggle of this monstrous soul: "It's already dead, why is it still making such a racket?"

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Fang Shu felt an urge to immediately search the soul of this fiend.

If that person had hidden wealth in this mansion, he could immediately plunder it. But this thought only lingered in his mind for a moment before he suppressed it.

Fang Shu simply used the soul-sealing technique from the Soul-Searching Spell on this guy, and then he absorbed Dai Kuan's soul into the talisman.

This fiend is, after all, a Qi Refining Immortal, and his soul is completely different from that of a Spirit Refining disciple. He must be dealt with properly to prevent him from breaking free of the talisman and causing him some trouble.

whoosh!
After dealing with the souls of the disciples of the Four Limbs Temple, Fang Shu didn't stop working. He immediately flicked his sleeves and put all the corpses on the ground into his storage bag.

In particular, the storage bag around the waist is exquisitely crafted, and it is better than the one Fang Shu wore.

After weighing it in his hand, Fang Shu hung the item around his waist.

This guy's storage bag has been refined. If you want to open it, it will take a lot of time to grind it open. It's better to wait until you leave this place and find another safe place to stay before you start thinking about it.

Soon, most of the mess on the ground disappeared, leaving only pools of blood, proving the presence of those people.

After Fang Shu finished preparing the disciples of the Four Limbs Temple, he turned his gaze to Tian Jinmao, who was lying in the ancestral hall.

Tian Jinmao's body was swollen, numb, and blackened, still covered by Gu worms, making him look extremely terrifying.

Fang Shu waved his hand, and the Gu worms on the other person's body retreated and returned to his side.

To his surprise, even after being bitten by so many Gu worms, this guy was still alive, and his eyes could still move, as if he had something to say.

Judging from its eyes, this ravenous creature's gaze was filled with terror, despair, and regret—a complex mix of emotions.

After a moment of silence, Fang Shu took advantage of the brief moment while retrieving the Gu worms, and with a flick of his finger, a stream of true energy entered the other party's mouth and nose.

Its calm command:

"I'll give you ten breaths. Do you have any last words?"

"Giggle..." Tian Jinmao's throat moved, and he immediately spat out, "Spare me! Spare my life!"

Fang Shu shook his head and continued, "Seven breaths left."

Tian Jinmao's gaze was fixed on Fang Shu, his expression more complex than ever. First, it was filled with hatred, then with indifference, and finally, as if he had thought of something, it was filled with a sense of guilt.

Fang Shu's expression remained rather indifferent.

Finally, Tian Jinmao managed to utter, "Go to Little West Mountain... and also, help me apologize to Old Mountain Lord..."

With a hum, a divine sense was also released with difficulty from Tian Jinmao's body and landed in front of Fang Shu.

Fang Shu accepted the package, carefully considered its contents, and finally a look of surprise appeared on his face.

This fellow actually entrusted his family's Little West Mountain property to him before he died.

What excited him even more was that this guy claimed that the ancestral Little West Mountain veins were already taking shape and could be used to cultivate Foundation Establishment Immortals!

The Tian family, spanning three generations, had been secretly cultivating the earth's veins, and this was also a significant reason why it was kicked off Mount Lu.

It was precisely because of this that Tian Jinmao was so obsessed with the Foundation Establishment process that he was tricked into this matter after entering Fudang Mountain, ultimately ending up in this state, and even coveting the other party's heart.

As for Tian Jinmao, after revealing this opportunity to Fang Shu, he had no other desire.

It is only hoped that when Fang Shu is about to establish his foundation, if the earth veins in Xiaoxi Mountain are indeed mature and Fang Shu has used this item, then Fang Shu can clear the name of the Tian family.

And out of consideration for our deceased loved ones, please spare its soul and let it depart peacefully.

"Living in this world is too bitter, I don't want to suffer so much even in death..." Tian Jinmao murmured, tears streaming down his face.

Ten breaths have passed.

Fang Shu kept his word. Without the slightest hesitation, he struck from a distance, extinguishing the last bit of life in Tian Jinmao's body.

Facing Tian Jinmao's corpse, he squinted, then suddenly muttered to himself:
"Brother Tian, ​​I have already given you a chance."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Shu immediately used his magic to extract Tian Jinmao's soul from his body without discrimination.

Squeak!
A series of squeaking sounds suddenly echoed inside the ancestral hall.

Tian Jinmao's soul emerged, filled with fear and despair, staring at Fang Shu in disbelief.

Its divine consciousness continued to emanate, and it continued to plead for mercy.

But the spell to seal the soul immediately struck it, quickly putting it to sleep and sealing it firmly within the talisman.

Having carefully collected Tian Jinmao's soul, Fang Shu looked at the corpse of the Six Tribulations Rat on the ground.

Only then did he sigh softly and throw down a corpse-burning talisman.

With a hissing sound, a stream of poisonous water landed on Tian Jinmao's corpse, and within a few breaths it corroded the body into a lump of pus, which then spontaneously combusted and burst into flames.

Having done all this, Fang Shu sat cross-legged on the ground, scanning his surroundings with his divine sense to erase any obvious traces he had left behind.

After completing this task, he retrieved all the Gu worms scattered throughout the ancestral hall. Without further hesitation, he immediately left the ancestral hall.

As soon as he reached the threshold of the ancestral hall, the Gu worms outside began to move, and in no time they broke the formation.

After gathering the Gu worms outside, Fang Shu stepped outside and landed in the form of a fox with all four legs on the ground.

He had already donned a fox fur inside the ancestral hall, intending to conceal his true aura.

Whoosh! He dashed out of the sizable courtyard, transformed into a fox, and headed straight for the market town.

Even though Fang Shu was prepared, the moment he stepped out of the courtyard, he still attracted the attention of the monks.

Moreover, the aura emitted by Dai Kuan and others when they died inside the ancestral hall immediately overflowed the moment the ancestral hall's formation was activated, further alarming the monks and others.

A cold shout came from a seven-story glazed pagoda not far away:
"How dare you! Who would dare harm a disciple of my Four Limbs Temple? Do you really think I, the Grand Steward, am just a figurehead?!"

With a crackling sound, streaks of golden light suddenly shot out from the glazed tower and landed near the mansion.

All living things near the residence, even the disciples of the Four Limbs Temple, were instantly struck by the golden light, causing widespread damage.

Screams rang out as the victim's body became completely paralyzed, leaving them frozen in place. They couldn't even stand, let alone escape, and it would take them a while to recover.

Fang Shu fell into it and was also hit by the golden light.

He suddenly felt a tingling sensation throughout his body and discovered that the golden light was actually electricity, with a powerful force that was the strongest he had ever seen before.

Fortunately, even after leaving the ancestral hall and concealing his aura, Fang Shu did not completely hide the Gu worms. Instead, he allowed them to spread densely across his body, still forming a Gu array.

When the lightning strike landed on him, most of its power was immediately absorbed by the Gu worms.

With a crackling sound, many of the possessing Gu worms were charred black.

Fang Shu himself only grunted and then continued running towards the market without stopping.

Once inside the market, the rules would be in place. Even if his true identity was exposed, Fang Shu could use his status as an inner disciple of the Five Organs Temple and the actions of Dai Kuan and others to argue his case, unafraid of threats.

On the contrary, if he were to be besieged and killed by the Four Limbs Temple outside the boundaries of this market, then there would truly be nothing to say.

They fled all the way.

Fang Shu also understood more clearly that it was no wonder that Fudang Mountain had specially designated such an area outside the city for use by the Five Sects of Lushan and others.

However, this point is also a major reason why he dared to go on a killing spree in that ancestral hall.

whoosh!
The Leap Technique, enhanced by his own abilities, made his movements ghostly and incredibly swift. In less than thirty breaths, he could dart into the market.

But in doing so, he was exposed to the sight of the immortals on the glass tower.

"Hmph! You escaped so quickly, it seems you are the thief."

A disgusted shout rang out, and a figure emerged from the tower.

Judging from his figure, he was only four feet tall and looked like a child. Light shone from his feet, and he stepped on golden lotus flowers, as if he were walking in the air like a Foundation Establishment Immortal.

This person was the chief steward of the Four Limbs Temple stationed here. Although his cultivation level was not Foundation Establishment, he was only half a step away from Foundation Establishment.

The boy shouted again in the direction Fang Shu had fled: "Hey! You monster, prepare to die!"

Rumble!
Golden rays of light once again emanated from the Child Immortal's body. It was still lightning magic, and the golden light, like snakes and insects, gathered into clouds and mist, densely rushing towards Fang Shu, even more fierce than before.

This golden thundercloud swept across the sky, causing the immortals below who were swept by it to feel their scalps tingle and their hair stand on end.

Those with some knowledge stared at the sky, their pupils constricting, and exclaimed, "This is... the Golden Thunder Tongue Technique?"

"They've even resorted to such magic. Just how angry must that immortal from the Four Limbs Temple be?"

Many other immortals also sensed the fluctuations in magical power and looked towards where Fang Shu was.

In a breath or two.

The golden lightning technique swept across a distance of hundreds of feet and struck Fang Shu's head. At this moment, Fang Shu was still more than three hundred feet away from entering the market.

So he had no choice but to stop and turn around to look at the golden lightning that was rushing towards him.

Lightning appeared above his head, paused for a moment, transformed into a golden lotus shape, and then struck down in one fell swoop.

This was the boy immortal gathering his magical power to kill Fang Shu in one blow, annihilating him completely, body and soul.

Faced with such magic, Fang Shu's expression finally tightened.

Fortunately, he immediately waved the banner, and with a whoosh, even more Gu worms flew up from the banner.

"Three Talents and Four Gu Formation, activate!"

At this moment, the Gu worms flew everywhere. He truly commanded all the Gu worms under his command, gathered their energy, and used a complete formation to fight the enemy!
It was created by him after refining the Poison Sand Centipede, adding Gu worms to the original Yin-Yang Gu Formation and continuing to refine it.

Compared to the past, the current Gu formation not only has an additional powerful Gu worm, but can also include some miscellaneous Gu worms as auxiliary troops, thus enhancing the formation's power.

According to Fang Shu's estimation, when this formation is combined with the Hundred Gu Banner of the Dragon Spine, which is at the quasi-Foundation Establishment stage, and with the connection of the Three Talents Gu Insects, its power should be enough to not fear any immortal below the quasi-Foundation Establishment stage, and may even be comparable to a Foundation Establishment strike at the Seventh Tribulation stage.

This was not just Fang Shu's wishful thinking; it was because his banners, his Gu worms, and the array he set up were all exceptional, devised by him on his own rather than simply copied from others.

With these combined strengths, their power, when deployed outside, is considerable. Dai Kuan and others at the ancestral hall are a case in point.

Fang Shu killed people while holding a banner, without even using half of his strength. He simply surrounded the ancestral hall with an array, as if sweeping a courtyard, and easily annihilated them.

This was also the biggest reason why he dared to leave the market and follow Tian Jinmao here. As long as he didn't leave the Foundation Establishment stage, Fang Shu believed he had the power to protect himself and even fight back.

Buzz!
As the golden lotus lightning struck, hundreds of Gu worms rose up with tremendous force. The two immediately clashed, each unleashing a tremendous burst of power.

The Thunder Magic of the Four Limbs Temple's Grand Steward was indeed not a skill to be trifled with.

The power of this lightning bolt had actually reached the level of a quasi-Foundation Establishment cultivator. Not only was it not dispersed by the Gu formation, but it also attempted to cleave through the Gu formation and annihilate the Gu worms under Fang Shu's command.

In an instant, the entire area of ​​thirty feet was enveloped in golden light and array light, causing the energy to become disordered and a constant hissing sound to be heard. Even the celestial phenomena were subtly affected, becoming gloomy.

Houses within a mile radius were trembling and buzzing, with window frames shifting and pots and pans overturned.

After the attack, when the light faded, Fang Shu himself remained standing calmly in the same spot.

Around his body, hundreds of Gu worms floated and shimmered with spiritual light, vaguely manifesting into a huge three-headed, four-winged insect with a body shaped like the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, making him like a mountain, protected by the three powers, and warded off by thunder and fire.

Fang Shu did not rush back into the market. He straightened up and looked back at the fairy child on the glazed pagoda.

After memorizing the boy's face, Fang Shu dusted off his sleeves, looked back again, and went straight into the market.

At the same time, within a radius of several miles, countless pairs of surprised and uncertain gazes followed him closely, as if bidding him farewell, watching his figure until it disappeared.

(End of this chapter)