His previous mission was to assist the Grass King, who had almost disappeared in history. He had to kill two true dragons, one old and one young, which was heaven-defying!
But now, he only needed to survive for seven days. It was simple and natural.
After getting rid of this restriction, Wu Ming could finally explore this world and try to find the mastermind!
"No matter what the mastermind does, he won't be able to escape from the main temple's mission!"
Wu Ming thought about it carefully. "Although I'm in the chessboard now, I can jump out. I can hide my identity and get close to the Reincarnators to see which authority holder is tricking me … Mm! If it's within my capabilities, Li Xiuyun should help! "
He walked out of the room and stood in front of the water tank, using it as a mirror.
There was a Daoist boy who was about 15 or 16 years old. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked ordinary, but his eyebrows reached his temples. His eyes were lively and gentle.
"This is a wild Daoist temple. In the past, there was only Monk I and this Daoist boy here. I don't have to hide my identity!"
Wu Ming walked to the main hall. I had raised his body for so many years. It was time to bury him and end his karma.
"Mm?"
After walking a few steps, Wu Ming frowned. "This Daoist temple looks dilapidated, but there's a mystery hidden in it. I should be a cultivator. It's just that it's filled with ghostly energy and yin energy. It's not a righteous path …"
When he reached the main hall, he saw that the altar wasn't worshipping a deity. It was an Asura Yaksha. It was ferocious and terrifying. The glabella of the statue was cracked and charred.
"Evil God!"
Wu Ming shook his head. He knew that some unorthodox sects liked to refine evil gods and control them. Then, they would go to the people to collect incense and wish power to strengthen themselves.
Such a technique could easily backfire on them and they wouldn't be able to live forever. It was an unorthodox technique and was despised by the orthodox sects.
However, at this moment, although there was still some divine energy left on the altar, the Yaksha ghost was gone.
He then looked at I, who was sitting cross-legged with blood flowing out of his seven orifices. In front of him, there seemed to be a formation.
"He's not even a Perfected Being, yet his Primordial Spirit still managed to leave his body. From the looks of it … he's going to use some kind of demonic technique to kill himself …"
Even though he was a demon, there was still some fate between them. Wu Ming went up to collect his corpse.
Pa!
As soon as he touched it, I's corpse began to rot, transforming into a pile of bones. His Daoist robe fell to the ground, along with a scripture scroll and a small black bag.
"Maoshan Sutra?"
Wu Ming picked up the scripture and saw that it was quite old. The pages were yellowed, and the contents were all cruel and ruthless spells. The first part of the Qi Refinement Chant was only a beginner's level. With Wu Ming's eyesight, he could see that there were many mistakes in it. Those who could cultivate to the level of a Sorcerer were at the peak, and there was no hope of breaking through to the level of a Perfected Being.
"This is the so-called itinerant cultivator. I don't know where he got this Qi Refinement Chant from and collected these ruthless spells, but he can't live forever, so he can't become a superior cultivator …"
Daoism was vast, and there were always some secrets that were passed down. There were also intelligent people in the world who could gain enlightenment and step onto the path of Dao.
However, without the true method, there was no hope of immortality. Blindly pursuing the power of spells was even more inferior.
Such an unorthodox sect, if the time was right and they obtained great fortune, they could complete their Dao techniques and obtain great luck. Perhaps they could be promoted to a Daoist lineage. However, most of the time, they would only be a few insignificant inheritances and eventually die out.
"Hmm? The Yaksha Soul Transfer Technique?! "
Suddenly, Wu Ming flipped to a page of the Maoshan Sutra. When he saw the description of the chant, he immediately shuddered.
In an instant, the memories of this body surfaced again.
Most of them were about I collecting filthy aura, killing beasts to refine their souls, and the extremely terrifying side of him.
However, his previous body was stupid and did not know good or evil, nor did he know beauty or ugliness. Even if he saw it, he did not care and came over in a daze. It could be considered a blessing in disguise. Otherwise, if a normal person saw it, they would probably be scared to death.
"This Daoist must be a demon. He's actually nice to this silly kid. So this is why!"
Wu Ming looked at the Yaksha Soul Transfer Technique and smiled.
The so-called Yaksha Soul Transfer Technique was an extremely ruthless and vicious technique in the Maoshan Sutra. It was ranked first among the many evil techniques! It was specially used by Daoists who were below the level of Perfected Persons and had yet to form their Nascent Divinity!
The general idea was to first find a suitable house and then refine a Yaksha Ghost. After nurturing it and growing it, the Daoist's Yin Spirit would escape and wipe out the Yaksha Ghost's intelligence. The two would then merge into one, so that the Yin Spirit would temporarily have the power of a Perfected Person's Nascent Divinity. Then, the Daoist could possess the body of a Perfected Person and extend his life.
"However, the success rate of this technique is rather low. Moreover, when the Yin Spirit and Ghost are merged into one, I'm afraid that their consciousness will gradually be lost … It's also against the heavens, and it's easy to meet with a calamity …"
Wu Ming shook his head. If the self-proclaimed number one technique in the Maoshan Sutra was like this, the other techniques would not be much more brilliant. However, he understood the cause and effect.
"This I did not have much time left. When he saw that the silly child was in a daze and that it was a good house, he seized it and wanted to use the Yaksha Soul Transfer Technique to extend his life! However, this technique is too harmful and extremely dangerous. Something must have gone wrong when he used it, and I's Yin Spirit and Yaksha Ghost perished together … "
He knew very well that if he failed to use this technique, it would not be as simple as his True Spirit returning to the cycle of reincarnation. Instead, his soul would truly be destroyed, and his body and soul would be destroyed.
"This I's corpse is like this. He must have extracted all his Qi, blood, and bone marrow to turn them into Primordial Qi. He wanted to fight to the death!"
Wu Ming sighed. He found a broom and tidied up I's Daoist robe and ashes. Then, he went to the back of the Taoist temple to find a place to bury him. "Even if you're evil by nature, you didn't succeed. Moreover, you've raised this silly child. I still have to pay my respects to you!"
After building a grave and hastily erecting a tombstone, Wu Ming bowed slightly and immediately stopped thinking. He went to the Taoist temple and roasted some sealwort and other ingredients. After eating and drinking with the mountain spring water, he began to take inventory of his belongings.
"Hmm? I didn't expect this I to give this silly child a Daoist certificate? Oh … It must have been prepared for me after the soul transfer. Daoist name 'Zhai Xingzi'? Not bad, not bad! "
At night, Wu Ming lit an oil lamp and looked at the Daoist robe, the certificate, and some gold and silver on the table. He could not help but be delighted.
"This will save me a lot of trouble …"
Since he had decided to blend in with the crowd and hide his identity, he had to inherit the silly child's identity and fate as a cover in the world of Dazhou.
It was just like how he had incarnated as Guichi Dharma Eye in the world of Japan. There were many benefits.
Since it was a cover, he could not overstep the rules or step out of line!
For example, he was proficient in the Five Thunders Dao Technique. However, this silly child had no way to learn it. If he used it recklessly, although it would not attract attention immediately, many a little makes a mickle. It would be easy for people to notice the abnormality! This was the case for both the Heavenly Dao of this world and the mastermind behind the scenes!
"With this certificate, I can prove my identity and travel expenses. I can save a lot of trouble!"
The certificate of a Daoist was the same as that of a monk. They could be used in the world. They could also hang out in the Taoist temple and had many privileges. Basically, they were equivalent to half an Elementary Scholar. Even in troubled times, with this protection, they would not be like ordinary people.
"Now that I have an identity, I also need cover for my Dao Technique!"
Wu Ming frowned. He picked up the Maoshan Sutra and looked at it again. "Although I can't refine Qi to achieve immortality, these surgical techniques only focus on power, and often refine the soul and kill the spirit. It's also inferior to the Five Thunder Palm, but it's still passable!"
He then opened the black leather bag that was with the Maoshan Sutra. A foul black aura gushed out and turned into a skull. In the middle of it, there were two spots of ghostly fire.
"Zombie but not zombie, demon but not demon, ghost but not ghost!"
Wu Ming recognized it at a glance. This was the Skeleton Spirit. It was ranked third among the 49 techniques in the Maoshan Sutra. It was to collect the skulls of people born in the Yin year, Yin month, and Yin day to make up the number of Tiangang. Then, it would be combined with demonic and ghost Qi. It was cultivated in the Earth Lung Poison Fire. It could fly without a trace and spit out black aura to pollute people's souls. Its lethality was at the pinnacle of Level Two.
This was refined by I. Now that it was released, it would naturally backfire.
But why would he be afraid of it? Under normal circumstances, a single bolt of lightning would have been enough to pulverize him into dust. However, he suddenly remembered the mantra recorded in the Maoshan Sutra and sneered. He formed a series of hand seals and muttered some incantations.
"Woo woo …"
The skull flew around the room, dancing with the oil lamp. However, it was restrained by the spell. It did not dare to attack Wu Ming, nor did it dare to break the window to escape.
"Quick!"
After the time it took for a joss stick to burn, Wu Ming opened his eyes. A drop of blood appeared on his finger and quickly disappeared into the black mist.
Gulp! Gulp!
The sound of a thirsty ghost drinking could be heard. The black mist churned. The skull opened and closed its mouth, seemingly satisfied. It swallowed the black aura and turned into a dark green jade talisman. It fell to the ground.
"This is the body of the Skeleton Spirit …"
Wu Ming picked up the jade talisman. He felt a connection with it. He put it away and looked at the other items in the bag.
The leather bag was not big, and there were not many things in it.
With I's skills, it was impossible for him to refine a Sumeru Mustard Seed Dharma Artifact. However, there were a lot of miscellaneous things.
For example, there was a pair of talisman horses made of paper. As long as they were stuck to the legs, they could use the Divine Movement Technique to travel 500 miles in a day.
There were also a few paper dolls that could transform into heavenly soldiers and generals. They were full of majesty.
"These are just small tricks. A pot of black dog's blood can be broken by a few pieces of rotten peach wood. Not to mention, it's a taboo to use military and noble aura … I should find a time to refine it again!"
Even so, Wu Ming estimated that the strengthening of the Maoshan Sutra and the scattered Dharma Artifacts would be worth thousands of merit points in the main divine hall. If an ordinary Reincarnator came across it, it would be a great opportunity.
"What is this? A blessing in disguise? "
Wu Ming smiled and then his expression turned serious. Misfortune and blessing depended on each other. The Way of Heavenly Secrets and the changes of Yin and Yang might be hidden in it.
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