Chapter 142 'How to Become a Qualified Internal Response'
Three days after Zixiaojian realized the Tao.
Wu Wan sat slumped in the wooden chair, his whole body exuding a strong sense of fatigue from the inside out.
He really didn't have any 'feeling' at all.
These human domain masters are really enough!
Isn’t it your own business to cultivate Taoism?
Why should you pin your hopes for a breakthrough on others?
How can he, an ordinary monk who has just arrived in the fairyland, have any 'true knowledge' or know anything about 'transcendence and unity'?
"well……"
Wu Wan let out a long sigh, and Lin Suqing floated over with a smile, holding a small wooden hammer, and tapped Wu Wan's shoulder lightly, making Wu Wan snort twice in comfort.
Of course, she had to be very careful not to let her fingers touch Wu Wan's shoulders.
The necklace on his chest continues to exude divine power.
Even though Wu Wang had been in contact with dozens of human domain masters in the Renhuang Pavilion in the past three days, he was still not found to be so abnormal.
He roughly calculated that based on the current speed of absorbing divine power, if one does not consider his own 'phased saturation', it would only take one year to absorb all the purified divine power in the necklace into his body.
——During the purification process, the original fierce god's power shrank by two-thirds.
For Wu Wang, this was actually a huge benefit without any harm.
According to what my mother said, the fierce god's power is mixed with the "resentment of all living beings";
The fierce god blood and fierce god essence blood that I had diluted by absorbing the blood of the Son of God did not contain much divine power.
And what I am absorbing at this time is the power of a fierce god, which can easily have some 'negative effects'.
The mother must have discovered this in time, and then forced the small world to shine with starlight, sent a voice reminder, and activated the function of the necklace.
Wu Wan was not too surprised by this.
It’s just Lord Cangxue’s normal performance.
On the contrary, the supernatural power of Senior Shen Nong who locked the fierce god's power and condensed it into the little white flower really surprised Wu Wan. The more he experienced it, the more extraordinary he became.
'The wilderness is, after all, the wilderness of the gods.'
My mother, wearing a white dress and standing above the starry sky, said this.
'The gods are born with the Tao, coexist with the Tao, and are born to control the Tao they belong to. From this, they can overlook all living beings and drive hundreds of tribes, but that's all.'
The old man who sat quietly on the earth and looked at the Heavenly Palace in the clouds said this.
"Hey, when will you really get pinched on the shoulder?"
Wu Wang's eyes were full of emotion, and he slumped in the wooden chair and said this.
Lin Su pursed her lips and smiled softly, trying to avoid laughing out loud: "Young master, you are asleep, can't you relax?"
"What's the use of that? Aren't my young master's feelings and experiences important?"
Wu Wan turned his head and looked inside the room, and saw Mu Daxian running around chasing the eared rat without any sign of understanding, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Although the great elder has hurriedly gone to retreat;
Seven or eight of the more than forty masters who had led him to discuss Taoism also went into retreat in a hurry;
But most of the masters are normal and have no signs of breakthrough at all.
Wu Huan understood very well in his heart that they actually all had their own perceptions and realms. The reason why talking to him easily triggered enlightenment was actually because he intentionally or unintentionally provided them with another way of understanding the world.
In essence, they are just accumulating.
"Master, do you want to take a nap?"
"I can't sleep, I still have to practice," Wu Wan yawned.
Due to the absorption of divine power, I can stop practicing fighting skills recently, but I still have to draw the power of the stars to temper my body every night to consolidate the 'dominant' position of the Star God's bloodline.
In the past three years of preaching and deceiving, Wu Huan has gained a lot more understanding of the Dao of the Stars, and will continue to enter samadhi and enlightenment.
Never forget that Taoism is the foundation!
I follow the path of dual practitioners, just to enhance my essence, energy, and spirit, to have a long lifespan and strong combat power...
He wants them all!
Several figures came from a distance on white clouds, landed ten feet away in front of the building, and bowed to Wu Wan.
He was a deputy cabinet master, accompanied by several high-ranking deacons.
Wu Wan stood up to greet him and exchanged greetings with a few people. The deputy pavilion master muttered a few words and tactfully expressed his suggestions.
"Master Wuwang Hall, do you think it is necessary for us to hold an enlightenment conference?"
"How do you say this?"
"Leaving aside the cultivation level of Master Wuwu for the moment, your advice is really very sharp for a master in the transcendent realm... Several uncles and uncles all praised Master Wuwu..."
"Deputy Pavilion Master, this matter is unnecessary."
Wu Wang answered very decisively, with an elegant and distant smile.
He said: "I no longer have any insights, and I won't have any dreams recently. I will never chat with any seniors before I become an immortal."
"Master Wuwang Hall, this is a good opportunity for you to spread your name all over the world and shock the world!"
Bang!
The wooden door of the attic was slammed shut, and the deputy master and several other deacons were turned away.
The old deputy master's face was full of entanglements, but he could only sigh softly and walk away with the others.
Inside the room, Wu Wan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Su Qing, all the visitors are gone! Just say that I've had an epiphany and gone into seclusion!"
Accept gifts from those who offer them, and don’t agree to any of their requests!”
Lin Su bowed slightly and responded softly.
She was just about to ask, if Fairy Ling came, would she see her or not?
Wu Wan had jumped to the stairs, ran to the second floor with light steps, and disappeared without a trace.
‘This should be something you want to see, right?
Can Fairy Ling be considered a guest? She is the young master’s friend and the young master’s quasi-Taoist companion in the eyes of others.’
Lin Su pinched her chin and thought for a moment.
'But if the name of Fairy Ling is used directly, it will easily lead to misunderstanding of the relationship between the young master and Fairy Ling.
Humph, they have nothing to do with each other!’
She took out a wooden board and wrote a few lines on it.
The general idea is that the master of Wuwang Hall is in retreat and has not seen any guests recently, but!
Except for young fairies.
…
【well.】
In a dark and humid underground cave, a strong man wearing brocade clothes and a shiny head sighed in his heart, but his expression was always solemn.
His name is Yang Wudi, the personal bodyguard of the leader of the Mie Sect, who is also the provider of the sect’s industry, spiritual stones.
Now he has two identities.
The senior officer of the fourth main hall of the Ten Fierce Halls, the candidate for a lower-level elder, and the only internal agent placed in the Ten Fierce Halls by the Renhuang Pavilion.
One thing I have to say is that he has been doing really well in the Ten Fierce Hall in the past few years.
After initially covering Zhang Mushan's departure, Yang Wudi was caught and beaten severely; fortunately, he was very clever, and the two immortals seemed to have been tainted by the blood pool and were a little unclear, so he managed to sneak over by luck.
The price was that he floated in a pool of blood for two months.
Other captured demonic monks from the Yuanxian Realm and the early stage of the True Immortal Realm stayed in the blood pool of the Ten Evil Palaces for ten days and a half. Basically, their Yuanshen was polluted and they themselves became corrupted.
And he, Yang Wudi, soaked in the blood pool for two months;
The 'mana' in the blood pool that can induce the monks to become evil has not only not decreased, but its concentration has also been forcibly increased by 30 to 40 percent!
As long as our hearts are dark enough, the evil god will have no chance to exploit us!
Comparing two months before and after, Yang Wudi didn't feel any change in his inner thoughts.
The annihilation of the sect is his family, and its maintenance depends on everyone.
The sect master is not a human being, and the elders laugh.
Fighting in the blood pool for two months was also a huge challenge for him.
There are constant illusions in his heart, and desires are eating away at his Taoist heart every moment.
But a few words from the sect leader's casual chat became Yang Wudi's 'antidote'.
What cultivating demons cultivates is straightforwardness and authenticity. Although the real thing pursued by cultivating demons cannot be directly described, it can describe the opposite of this real thing - hypocrisy, weakness, greed, and indulgence.
The real devil does not follow the rules and regulations set by the world, but is proud and independent, and does not care about anyone's understanding, gratitude or hatred.
He, Yang Wudi, has long aspired to become a demon like the sect master!
How could he degenerate into a slave of desire and a thug of the fierce god in this dirty pool of blood!
In fact, falling into evil, falling into evil, losing oneself, etc. are not big things.
The main reason is that if he is really lost, he will be against the sect leader in the future.
What is the method used by the Sect Master?
What kind of demonic master is that, the sect leader?
That's not basically the same as asking for death. It might be even worse than death.
Whenever Yang Wudi thinks about it, he betrayed the Mie Sect, betrayed the Sect Master, and was caught by the Sect Master again...
The sect master took out all his spiritual stones and magic weapons, smashed them bit by bit in front of him, then knocked a hole in his big head, and poured the powder in bit by bit...
The Blood Pool of the Ten Fierce Palaces is a piece of shit!
After living like this for two months, when Yang Wudi was lifted out of the blood pool, his thoughts were spinning rapidly, and he smiled at several people, full of innocence.
'Silly, you can use it.'
'This Taoist body at the peak of the True Immortal Realm is really good. A few adults should like it.'
‘If you’re not at ease, let’s verify one or two more times…’
After leaving the blood pool and struggling for a few days, Yang Wudi was finally accepted by the Hall of Ten Evils. He was blinded by his six senses and was taken to the main hall to hold a ceremony of "Meeting His Father".
When Yang Wudi saw the people kneeling in the hall, he couldn't help but murmur to himself:
‘These evil men from the Ten Fierce Palaces don’t care about bowing to the statues of the ten evil gods, but they even call them father.
It's simply ridiculous, it's really ridiculous, don't you even have the integrity of a monk in the human realm?
No shame!’
He was muttering vigorously when a majestic voice came from the side:
"It's your turn, choose a father to be your main father, offer incense every day, and other fathers offer offerings three times a month."
Yang Wudi looked solemn, walked forward quickly, bent his legs and knelt down, raised his hands in the air, lay down, and threw himself to the ground!
He shouted in a powerful bass:
"Father! As your adopted son, how should I express my respect to you?
I wish that I, the humble one, could kiss the soil that your feet have stepped on, and let me smell the intoxicating fragrance in the soil!
Ah! Father!
I would like to be the dust beside you, I would like to be the breath you breathe out, and I would like to be your most loyal slave!"
At that time, the entire hall was quiet, and they all looked at the nine-foot-tall bald man, with enthusiasm and shouting, bowing every three steps, shouting words of praise that they had never thought of.
Yang Wudi:......
The "flattering words" I secretly excerpted from those miscellaneous books in the past, and were originally intended to be used when facing the sect master's punishment of spiritual stones.
The result is that it stands out.
Yang Wudi immediately stood out among the many new villains, and received admiration from several old villains and elders.
From then on, Yang Wudi went smoothly, as if he had found a stage suitable for him to show off his talents, and quickly established a foothold in the Hall of Ten Evils.
Every time the murderers gather, you can see him praising the fathers with enthusiasm;
Every time he went out to perform activities, his name gradually appeared on the list, and Yang Wudi also took the opportunity to get in touch with Renhuang Pavilion.
At that time, Yang Wudi was really relieved.
In this way, I am in the same camp as the sect leader again, and I can do something for the sect leader.
Everything can't be perfect, especially when it comes to internal work.
In order to get some information without arousing suspicion from others, Yang Wudi racked his brains and even sacrificed his body to feed the demons. He used his strong body to please the young female murderers who had the power of the Ten Evil Palace.
That is really dangerous.
But the rewards were also huge. Not only was he quickly promoted and moved up the ranks, but he also learned a very important piece of news.
[The reason why the fourth main hall of the Ten Fierce Halls is eager to add more evil people is because the chief elder in charge of the fourth main hall received an order from the evil god, and the person delivering the orders was a woman wearing a bamboo hat. ]
Yang Wudi passed the news to Renhuang Pavilion.
In order to deceive others and worry that the stone he conveyed his message would be intercepted, he painted it more secretly, deliberately making it look like a woman wearing a red hijab, and wrote the word "Jun" next to it.
Jun takes the king of the country, which means the monarch. It means that the woman is the one who calls the shots in the Ten Evil Palace now. This woman probably looks like this.
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Yang Wudi smiled slightly.
In fact, it doesn't matter how they understand it. It is enough for him to explain it afterwards. What he wants is to "deliver the news" to become a fait accompli and prove his identity and position.
The years of working as an internal correspondent will always feel a bit long.
Nearly four years have passed, and Yang Wudi is on the verge of a breakthrough.
But he was trying his best to suppress his realm to prevent himself from breaking through to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, being promoted in the Hall of Ten Evils, or being sent to do something dangerous.
Yang Wudi felt clear in his heart.
What he has to do at this moment is to keep a low profile, stand firm on the two ships of the Renhuang Pavilion and the Ten Evil Halls, and always remember that he is the one who destroys the sect and is the protector of the sect master. This way he can be invincible.
If you stand out too loudly, you will easily be in danger; if you are too high-profile, you will be accidentally injured; if you break through to the Immortals in the Hall of Ten Evils, you will be in trouble but without any benefit.
On the contrary, if I can break through after the Ten Fierce Palaces are destroyed, I have both internal response skills and the strength of the Celestial Immortal Realm. When the time comes, I can hug the sect master's thigh tightly and win face for the sect master...
Apart from these wolf-like female villains in the Ten Fierce Palaces, what else can he lack?
According to the information he has now, there are four main halls in the Ten Evil Palaces, and the second main hall has been taken over by the sect leader.
When the Fourth Main Hall was taken away, he suddenly transformed into 'the man who knows the Ten Evil Halls best'!
If you continue to persevere, the road ahead will be light, clear, and smooth!
A circle of light suddenly appeared behind Yang Wudi's head, who was meditating in the dark and damp cave.
Suddenly heard a voice:
"Director Yang, the other party will be sent to the formation here soon. Please be prepared."
Yang Wudi opened his eyes with a dull expression, nodded slightly, and together with dozens of figures behind him, took out a dark mask and put it on.
He is currently going out on a mission. This is also the sixth time he has gone out in four years. The content of each mission is basically fighting and killing.
Unfortunately, Yang Wudi has never been able to determine the location of the fourth main hall. Every time he enters or exits, his six senses will be blocked. After regaining his perception of the outside, he is already inside the main hall.
The level is not enough, you must go to a higher position.
And this requires more credit.
Behind the dark mask, a cold light flashed in Yang Wudi's eyes; from this moment on, he... was unable to have any emotions.
So he took out another hood and covered his iconic bald head.
In the barren mountains and ridges with a radius of dozens of miles, the spiritual energy is almost stagnant.
Whistles sounded one after another, and more than a dozen murderous teams were ambushing, hundreds of Yuanxian, and low-level true immortals had already tensed their nerves.
Sudden!
There was a sound of thunder between the sky and the earth, and in the originally empty sky, a large ship mysteriously broke into the world, with a series of ripples around the ship's hull.
Obviously, this large air-defying ship crashed into the moving formation and was instantly sent to this place in the air!
On the big ship, hundreds of immortal soldiers immediately went out to meet the enemy, and dozens of celestial realm coercion suppressed the six parties!
Just listen: "No one shall be left alive!"
Yang Wudi immediately stood up and crashed out of the hole with dozens of figures. Together with hundreds of figures jumping out from everywhere, they turned into streams of light and rushed straight towards the building!
There were also dozens of auras from the late stage of the True Immortal Realm and the Celestial Immortal Realm, flying from all directions, exerting boundless mana, throwing out magic weapons one after another, and blasting them towards the big ship with all their strength!
‘What a big deal this time the Ten Fierce Palace is doing! Who are you trying to deal with?’
Yang Wudi secretly wondered in his heart that the speed of the forward flight was deliberately slow, and his eyes were searching back and forth on the big ship.
Suddenly, the bald man's fists trembled slightly and his eyes widened like bells.
The young man in blue robes who was behind the big ship and being protected by more than a dozen magic cultivators was not the brother of the sect leader, the little protector who destroyed the sect, the only child of the Ji family...