All Heavens: Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts Starting from the Republic of China

After Liao Xi finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Now, the entire story of "the Earth God demanding infant sacrifices" has become completely clear.

The local earth god of Hewan Village is the source!

He Fengzi was the one chosen by it to spread the word.

Impure soil is a medium that pollutes the earth's veins and incense offerings, spreading its evil power.

The other local deities in the surrounding villages were all corrupted by this eerie "impure soil," becoming either minions of evil spirits or possessed and controlled by it. They began to appear in people's dreams to frighten them, create disasters, and demand infant sacrifices.

The only thing that is still unclear is the local earth god of Hewan Village. Why did it fall from a righteous rural deity who protected the local people to the evil god it is today?

However, this issue is no longer important at the moment.

The most urgent task is to find it as soon as possible.

Kill it!

Otherwise, since it had already sensed Liao Xibai's spying, no one knew what would happen next.

Escape? Or hide even deeper?

Or should we directly manipulate the polluted earth and contaminated ley lines to attack them in return?

Regardless of the reason, we cannot delay any longer.

Fu Ze looked at everyone and said in a deep voice.

"Now that we've located the evil god's true form, let's act immediately. We must strike first!"

Master Fengxuan nodded as well.

"That's right! Now that the evil spirits have been alerted, the longer we delay, the more variables will arise."

Zhao Rui put the gun back in its holster and gave a cold laugh.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go and invite this corrupt local deity out and ask him how he wants to die."

Li Junfeng didn't speak, but just looked at Liao Xibai.

Liao Xibai's face was pale, and his lips were almost bloodless, but his eyes remained clear and wise.

"Prepare for an hour."

He said slowly.

"We'll set off in one hour to vanquish the demon!"

Everyone immediately sprang into action.

This time is different from before.

What Fu Ze and his group are facing is not the corrupted incarnation of the Earth God, nor is it an empty shell of flesh and blood.

Rather, the true source of the whole thing is an existence that has fallen from a righteous god to an evil god!

No amount of caution is too much.

Feng Xuan took out all the remaining talismans from his body and redistributed them.

Fu Ze also checked all the talismans that Yu Mingzi had given him before.

Divine fire, fierce wind, golden light, evil-suppressing... all kinds, not many left.

But that's enough to fight a tough battle!

Zhao Rui then poured out all the bullets and laid them out one by one on the table.

Currently, the only weapons that can kill supernatural entities are cinnabar bullets and talisman water bullets.

Yesterday, Fu Ze had already instructed the village chief to find some black dog blood and rooster blood from a village further away that hadn't been affected.

Because the villages around Hewan Village and Shuangjing Village, where the incidents occurred, can no longer support black dogs and roosters. To find these creatures with strong yang energy, one would have to go to more distant, normal villages.

People from several villages had already been mobilized; the able-bodied men with quick legs made a trip and managed to bring back two large jars of blood from over twenty kilometers away.

A jar of black dog blood and a jar of rooster blood both emitted a peculiar, fishy smell.

Zhao Rui's eyes lit up as if he had seen some rare treasure.

"That's good."

He watched as Fu Ze chanted incantations while immersing bullets in water mixed with cinnabar, talisman ash, black dog blood, and rooster blood, and stood beside him grinning.

"If this still doesn't hurt that weird thing, then I'm really out of ideas."

Feng Xuan frowned slightly.

"Brother Fu, your method is a bit too..."

Fu Zedao.

"Master, it's come to this point already, as long as it works, that's fine."

Feng Xuan sighed.

"That's true, we can't be too old-fashioned. But the Southern Transmission of Maoshan Buddhism really has no taboos."

Fu Ze smiled.

"Don't worry, Master, I haven't asked Arui to add the boy's urine yet."

Zhao Rui's hand trembled.

"Brother Fu, let's forget about this. I just feel a bit unseemly to have these kinds of bullets in my gun!"

Fu Ze smiled.

"Indeed, thankfully, boy's urine isn't as effective as black dog blood or rooster blood. Otherwise, no matter how unseemly it is, I would have forced it in for you!"

The tense atmosphere in the room finally eased a little.

But even though things are relaxed, everyone knows that this next trip might not be so easy.

An hour later, everything was ready.

Liao Xibai took the initiative to speak.

"I won't go with you. I was too exhausted just now, and my body really can't take it anymore. If I go with you, I'll just be a burden."

"Yes, Mr. Liao, please get some rest. It's all thanks to you that we were able to find the exact location of that evil god so quickly!"

Fu Ze had actually wanted to bring this up earlier, but now that Liao Xibai had brought it up, there was no need for him to say anything more.

"However, someone has to stay with you. Otherwise, we won't feel at ease."

Liao Xibai thought for a moment and then said.

"Then let Daoist Fengxuan stay and keep me company."

"Arui uses a gun, Junfeng uses martial arts. Young friend Fu is proficient in both magic and martial arts, and can handle many changes."

Feng Xuan wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded.

What Liao Xibai didn't say was...

Feng Xuan was, after all, a sorcerer. Sorcerers could cast spells and wield talismans with profound and powerful techniques. However, in terms of energy and physical strength, he was ultimately no match for a master like Li Junfeng.

Moreover, Feng Xuan is getting old. He has been running around and fighting for the past few days. He has been opening an altar to summon the Yellow Thorn Earth God, protecting the Dharma and fighting evil, and later helping He Fengzi fall asleep and stabilizing the atmosphere in the room. His energy has been greatly depleted!

It might not be appropriate to force a final battle when one hasn't fully recovered.

Feng Xuan himself clearly understood this, and could only smile wryly.

"Mr. Liao, rest assured, I will protect this place."

Liao Xibai then instructed the two village chiefs to select some brave and agile young men to guard the vicinity of the village chiefs' houses. This was to prevent the villagers from panicking, or to ensure that no one could relay any messages in case of an emergency.

Li Junfeng gave Liao Xibai and Feng Xuan a deep look.

"Then, sir, please be careful. And please, Taoist priest, protect him at all costs!"

Feng Xuan was solemn.

"Of course! Even if it costs me my life, I will protect you and ensure your safety."

Liao Xibai smiled.

"Don't worry too much. I'm here with Daoist Fengxuan and the villagers guarding me, so I'm actually safer than you. But you two must make sure you come back alive."

Fu Ze carefully put away the talismans and then hid the lightning-struck jujube wood magic dagger close to his body.

Zhao Rui inspected the two guns.

He loaded the specially treated bullets into the magazine and spare ammunition belts.

Li Junfeng didn't bring anything with him.

He stood there, like a giant spear.

Silent, sharp. Capable of piercing through any obstacle at any moment.

The three left Shuangjing Village and headed to Hewan Village.

The village chief of Hewan Village had already sent several able-bodied young men familiar with the terrain to lead the way.

However, when they got close to the back of the mountain, Fu Ze told them to stop at a distance.

Ordinary people who get too close will only be doomed.

Following the location Liao Xibai had seen, they bypassed the local temple and arrived near the dilapidated shack behind it.

The shack remained dilapidated, with moldy wooden planks and half-draped straw curtains. Inside, there were still old cotton wadding and some rotten straw left by Crazy He.

I've been here twice during the day before, and it just felt desolate.

But now everyone knows that after He Fengzi first consumed the [Impure Earth], he has lived here for many years. The feeling is completely different now.

Zhao Rui glanced into the shack and wrinkled his nose.

"This place is no place for humans to live."

Fu Zedao.

"So Mr. Liao is right, Crazy He is also a victim."

Zhao Rui paused for a moment.

"I know."

Further on, after leaving the courtyard of the Earth God Temple, and walking another half mile, you'll find a gentle slope overgrown with weeds.

Two crooked trees stood leaning in the middle of the slope. Their trunks were twisted and their branches and leaves were sparse. From a distance, they looked like two old men with their heads bowed, staring at the ground.

Fu Zegang slowed down as he approached the vicinity.

He sensed something was wrong!

Normal earth energy should be peaceful and substantial, like the earth itself—silent, vast, and nourishing to all things.

But the earth's energy here is like boiling sewage.

Restless, insane, twisted!

It even carried an overwhelming sense of hunger.

Fu Ze activated his spiritual vision, and the scene before him immediately changed.

Beneath the two crooked trees, a dark red aura rose from the depths of the soil, like the putrid smell of blood flowing from blood vessels.

The surrounding vegetation was also strangely affected by this scent.

Some grass blades had reddish edges, some vines had small, fleshy bumps, and a clump of wildflowers was so brightly colored it was almost black, with round dots resembling eyeballs in the stamens!

Fu Ze frowned.

"The earth's energy here has been deeply polluted. The villagers of Hewan Village didn't even notice it before."

However, ordinary villagers probably wouldn't come here on a regular basis.

Li Junfeng looked around.

Although he couldn't see the spiritual energy, he could still feel uncomfortable through his martial arts instincts.

"It really makes people feel agitated and uncomfortable."

Zhao Rui drew a gun and whispered.

"This place is even more unlucky than a cemetery!"

Li Junfeng looked at Fu Ze.

"Mr. Liao said that the evil god's true form is hidden more than twenty feet underground. How can we get it out?"

Twenty-odd zhang (approximately 33 meters).

That's about 60 or 70 meters!

They can't exactly dig it down with hoes, can they?

If we really relied on people to dig, it might take ten days or half a month to find it. Moreover, the other party wouldn't just sit idly by and wait for us to dig.

Fu Ze looked down at his feet, his tone calm.

"Don't worry."

Li Junfeng raised an eyebrow.

Fu Zedao.

"As long as it doesn't run away, it will come out on its own soon."

Zhao Rui was somewhat surprised.

"So polite? You're even welcoming us over!"

Fu Ze smiled.

"They do welcome us to come over. But it's not out of politeness, it's because they're greedy."

Zhao Rui was taken aback.

Fu Ze continued.

"To this kind of evil god, the soul and flesh of cultivators are highly nourishing."

"The reason it regained a sliver of consciousness from its slumber or madness was likely because Mr. Liao's divine sense was too strong. That kind of innate divine sense was probably even more alluring to it than the innate energy of an infant."

Li Junfeng's face immediately darkened.

"Will the gentleman be in danger?"

Fu Ze shook his head.

Not for now.

"Just now, Mr. Liao only touched it briefly through He Fengzi's consciousness, following the pull of the source of the filthy earth. It can sense that someone is spying on it, but it may not be able to pinpoint Mr. Liao's location in reality."

"Now, we're the ones who are taking the initiative to come to it."

Fu Ze looked down at his feet.

"The three of us standing here are, in its eyes, also top-notch delicacies."

He paused.

"Especially Brother Li and me. In the eyes of this evil god, our souls, blood, and bones are probably very nourishing."

Zhao Rui pointed to himself.

"And what about me?"

Fu Ze glanced at him.

"You might not taste that good."

Zhao Rui raised an eyebrow.

Why?

"He's into guns."

Fu Ze said in a serious tone.

"The soul and body are definitely not as nourishing as those of sorcerers and martial artists."

Zhao Rui laughed.

"Then I'm really lucky."

He brandished the gun in his hand.

"They don't want to eat me, but I'd love to beat them up!"

Li Junfeng didn't laugh.

He just stared at the ground between the two crooked trees.

"So, all we have to do is make a noise, let it know we're here?"

"right."

Fu Ze nodded.

"As long as it doesn't run away, it will definitely be alerted. As for whether it will eat us or we will kill it after it comes out, we'll only know after we fight it."

Zhao Rui grinned.

"Brother Fu, why do you sound so insecure?"

He gently tapped the muzzle of his gun towards the ground.

"We'll definitely take down this evil god! It'll be a piece of cake!"

Fu Ze smiled.

"I hope you can stay this optimistic later."

After saying that, he took a few steps forward and stood between two crooked trees.

The soil beneath our feet was a dark red color, even more pronounced than the red soil beneath the old locust tree in Huai Shu Village.

In some places, it even looked like it had just been soaked in blood, glistening with a damp, sticky sheen!

Fu Ze took a deep breath.

He took out a yellow talisman from his pocket.

This time, he will not use divine fire, nor gale.

Instead, it is a relatively unorthodox spell in the Southern Transmission of Maoshan magic, called the "Earth-Shaking and Pulse-Startling Spell".

This technique was not originally intended for killing enemies.

Rather, it is used by some folk sorcerers to briefly shake the surrounding earth's energy when surveying ancestral graves and residences and searching for places where the earth's energy is blocked.

If the earth's energy is calm, the talisman will only cause a slight ripple in the underground atmosphere when it falls. If the earth's energy is chaotic, or if there is something unclean hidden below, there will be an immediate reaction.

Of course, normal feng shui practitioners use this method with great restraint.

After all, the earth's veins should not be disturbed lightly!

Using too much power can easily backfire and even disturb things that shouldn't be disturbed.

But Fu Ze is now deliberately trying to alarm it.

Fu Ze held the yellow talisman between his fingers, and spiritual energy surged within his Niwan Palace.

The talisman trembled slightly, and wisps of pale yellow light spread out from its edges.

Fu Ze murmured.

"The earth's energy carries all things, its veins conceal the truth. The Southern Altar issues this decree, shaking the earth and startling the gods. So be it!"

The last word fell.

The talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, turning into a dark yellow glow.

Fu Ze raised his hand and slapped it.

The burning talisman was pressed directly onto the ground between the two crooked trees.

boom!

The sound wasn't loud.

It sounded like someone had struck a drum on the ground.

But in the next instant, the spiritual energy within Fu Ze’s body suddenly spread out along the talisman, like an invisible ripple, penetrating the soil and spreading underground.

One zhang, three zhang, five zhang, ten zhang...

The dark yellow halo kept sinking downwards!

He felt as if countless tiny insects were churning on the ground beneath his feet.

A faint, low hum could be heard in my ears.

Li Junfeng's eyes narrowed.

He sensed it too.

The ground beneath my feet was shaking.

It wasn't an ordinary tremor, but rather as if something deep underground had been awakened by this spell.

Zhao Rui raised both guns, pointing them at the ground.

"You're here?"

Fu Ze did not answer.

He stared intently at the dark red soil beneath his feet.

At first, only a little bit of soil bulged up slightly, like earthworms moving underground.

Then, more and more areas bulged up. Patches of dark red soil began to writhe. The surrounding weeds swayed wildly.

The two crooked trees made a creaking sound, their bark cracking open and dark red sap seeping out.

The air suddenly turned cold!

But mixed in with this coldness was a damp, hot, fishy, ​​and rotten stench.

Fu Ze's eyes grew colder and colder.

"Step back."

He had just finished speaking.

Boom!

A deep, muffled roar suddenly came from deep underground.

It looked like some enormous creature had rolled over on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying aura slowly emerged from twenty feet below the soil.

Madness, hunger, mania, greed!

There is also an indescribable, divine pressure!

The ground beneath their feet began to crack extensively.

Dark red mud seeped out little by little from the cracks.

Fu Ze gripped the lightning-struck jujube wood magic dagger tightly.

Li Junfeng's blood surged.

Zhao Rui loaded both guns.

The aura from underground was getting closer and closer.

It's getting clearer and clearer.

Like a long-dormant evil god that has finally opened its eyes!