Please control me, my divine being!

A vast amount of bizarre knowledge floated in Li Qinghe's mind.

Spiritual energy!

The substances that flow from the Seven Heavens Palace and permeate into the real world are also the source of many extraordinary worldly arts.

The Seven Heavens Palace is omnipresent.

The wisps of smoke rising from the incense burner in the ancestral hall, the ink dots left by the talisman brush, the cracks in the wall...

Those seemingly insignificant places in daily life may be the entrances for the Seven Heavens Palace to seep into reality.

Formless and intangible, yet eternally existing.

In every blink of an eye, in the darkness, one might glimpse the gates of the heavenly palace, the abode of the gods.

Is the god I believe in also in this Seven Heavens Palace?

The knowledge flooding her mind was too obscure and difficult to understand; there were many things she couldn't figure out.

However, this mundane technique bestowed by the gods requires communication with the spiritual energy seeping into reality from the Seven Heavens Palace to be used.

There are numerous methods to harness spiritual energy for one's own use, including special breathing techniques and corresponding hand seals.

Li Qinghe looked at her right hand.

The blood beads had stopped seeping out, but the strange pathways formed by the intricate veins remained, congealed on the back of the hand, possessing an eerie yet orderly beauty.

This is the talisman used to perform the mundane art of "Hidden Universe in the Sleeve".

Through the talisman, Li Qinghe felt a continuous stream of invisible matter flowing into the air from the back of her hand, and then exhaling with her breath.

Spiritual energy enters the body!

Li Qinghe looked at the wood-chopping knife beside her and slowly channeled spiritual energy through the talisman.

Only when the twisted and broken blood vessels on the back of her hand were filled with this invisible substance did she reach out and wipe it with the wood-chopping knife.

With a whoosh, the entire wood-chopping knife vanished into thin air.

She stared incredulously at her right hand, feeling as if the machete was right beside her, yet it had vanished from the real world.

Li Qinghe then turned her attention elsewhere.

Two strings of blood money, wiped away with a light touch, also disappeared.

When she had a thought, she turned her palm over again, and the woodcutter's knife and the blood money reappeared in her hand.

So convenient!

Furthermore, unlike the pain that always came from his left eye after using the Eye of Wisdom, this mundane technique seemed to cause no harm to the body.

Before using it, you need to capture the "spiritual energy" floating in the air.

"However, I can't fit anything slightly larger in it, and using it for too long makes me dizzy." Li Qinghe felt dizzy and didn't dare to continue, so she quickly stopped trying.

Then, he put his hands together and offered prayers to the altar once more.

As soon as she got up, she lost control of her body, stumbled several steps forward, and fell on the grass.

After his strength, spirit, and intuition increased significantly, the difficulty of controlling his body rose by more than one level. It took Li Qinghe most of the day to adapt to the current strength of his body in this empty forest.

She walked back to the dilapidated temple.

Shen Cishuang and Fan Da were not there; only Yu Daoren, Granny He, and Fan Er were sitting in front of the fire.

They weren't very familiar with each other, but Li Qinghe vaguely knew that Master Yu and Granny He were once cultivators in Lianshan City and were also experts in the Taoist sect of the common people and martial arts world.

Fan Da and Fan Er, like her, were self-taught cultivators who started out in their careers.

The reasons why each person wanted to kill Qin Hongshi were different.

"Perfect timing, everyone's here. Let me give you the latest update on the situation in the city."

Fan Er rubbed his temples, looking exhausted, and said:

"Miss Shen and my brother are preparing to infiltrate the brokerage firm."

Recently, in order to deal with the Dharma Cult, the brokerage firm has been accepting almost anyone who comes, drawing manpower from other forces within the city. As long as one is a cultivator, it's easy for them to join.

He paused, seemingly receiving a message from Fan Da.

The two brothers practiced the art of unity of mind.

As for which lineage or tradition it belongs to, and which deity it worships, that remains unknown.

"Let's go, it's time for us to get moving. The Fa Sect seems to be coming in the next couple of days, we need to enter the city ahead of time to prepare."

Fan Er stood up.

Granny He's somber voice rang out: "Miss Li, Miss Shen, and Fan Da will reunite, while the three of us will act according to circumstances within the city, right?"

"Yes, we must succeed this time, otherwise, once Qin Hongshi recovers, we will all be doomed."

……

In Lianshan City, a light drizzle was falling.

The cold, dry winter air became slightly sticky and damp after this rain.

The large ruins left by the attack by the Faculty a few days ago have gradually turned into broken wood and mud under the erosion of rainwater, flowing all over the streets.

Li Qinghe stepped over the mud and returned to the small inn opposite the Dumb Alley.

The woman continued cleaning and tidying up inside the inn.

Even when there are no customers, she is still busy, as if there is never enough work to be done.

"In chaotic times, the fate of ordinary people is not in their own hands."

Shen Cishuang stood behind him, her eyes bright and resolute: "We cultivators are chosen by the gods. As the gods walking among humans, we should set things right and provide a safe haven for these ordinary people."

"The walking of gods among humans?"

"That's right. Those who cultivate themselves possess extraordinary abilities. When they walk among humans, they naturally represent the will of the gods. Wielding a sword to uphold justice and eliminate evil is my mission."

Shen Cishuang opened the folding fan with a whoosh.

The phrase "sword-like courage and a heart of music" came into view once again.

Li Qinghe fell into thought.

Then what is the will of one's own god?

The gods haven't sent down their power to control me these past two days.

Aside from responding to her requests during sacrificial rites, the deity had never appeared at other times, which made her feel somewhat uneasy.

"Let's go, let's go to the brokerage first." Shen Cishuang closed her folding fan.

Li Qinghe wanted to go back to Huangshui Town to check on Jiang Chuling's situation, but ultimately gave up.

The two walked all the way to the market and came to an open house.

Several spirited guards stood outside the gate. As soon as you went inside, Fan Da was talking with several strangely dressed martial arts figures.

"Oh, two more fellow practitioners have arrived. Today, the leader of the Qin school will be able to recruit quite a few experts!"

"To deal with the Fa Cult, the more people the better."

"But we've been waiting for an hour already, why hasn't the leader arrived yet?"

He had barely finished speaking.

A woman walked out from deep within the compound.

The other person was wearing a long blue coat, looked to be around fifty or sixty years old, had an ordinary appearance, and nothing particularly special about him.

Qin Hongshi.

Nowadays, the head of a brokerage firm is also the leader of the underworld.

The entire lineage of the common people and the martial arts world is filled with numerous sects, factions, and a chaotic mix of deities.

In general, every local community will elect a leader to govern the underworld and command these people.

However, even the townspeople of Lianshan City are now dwindling in number.

"Everyone, I'm currently discussing with Elder Huang how to deal with those sorcerers from the Fa Sect. I apologize for the delay."

Qin Hongshi smiled, her voice seemingly possessing a magical quality, as gentle as a spring breeze.

Her gaze swept across the crowd: "Lianshan City is currently in dire need of manpower. As promised, you will all become guest retainers of my brokerage firm, each receiving one hundred blood coins per month."

"If you fight against a heretic from the Legalist sect, the head of any of their direct disciples can be exchanged for a mere worldly item!"

Upon hearing about vulgar things...

The breathing of everyone present became heavier.

Qin Hongshi was very satisfied with the effect and continued, "Of course, now we need everyone to show off their skills. You don't need to reveal your lineage or lineage, you just need to prove that you are cultivators."