Newspaper Boy
Chapter 96: Ritual Dance
While suppressing the invading chaotic spirit, he digested the memory fragments. Soon, he figured out the identity of the female sculpture: Yao Guang, the sect leader who led the Shu Mountain disciples to resist the rebel army.
After Yao Guang died, the Shu Mountain disciples built the Yao Guang Hall for her, offering incense every day. Yao Guang's fragmented soul attached itself to the statue, and with the nourishment of the power of faith and incense, she gradually revived.
For a long time, she existed silently in the sculpture as the guardian deity of the sect, worshiped and revered by the disciples.
Of course, ordinary disciples did not know of her existence. Only the elders who built the hall and established her position knew that her fragmented soul was attached to the statue and entrusted her with the sect's treasure, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, to guard the South Courtyard.
Until one day, black smoke spread from the main hall to the South Courtyard. As a Yin spirit, Yao Guang could not resist the pollution of Yin Qi and degenerated into a pure vengeful spirit, hunting down the nearby living beings. Moreover, the power of faith and incense allowed the remnant spirit to recover its strength and exist in the human world for a long time.
Zhang Yuanqing, who had gained new knowledge, endured the throbbing pain in his head and was filled with surprise. If that was the case, what were the ancient cultivators afraid of when it came to the exhaustion of their lifespan?
Uh, no, a cultivator who died of old age would have their soul and body perish at the same time, while Yao Guang suffered a severe source injury and died prematurely, a violent death.
The remnant spirit of a high-ranking Overlord who died violently could linger in the world for a long time. Therefore, after obtaining the power of faith and incense, she survived as a guardian spirit. He should take notes for future use.
Zhang Yuanqing continued to read the memory fragments. As the memories flashed through his mind, Zhang Yuanqing captured a memory fragment that made him feel excited.
The practice of devouring others, the tradition of cultivators being enfeoffed as kings and appointed as prime ministers ended with the demise of the Han Dynasty. Most cultivators scattered into the Jianghu and formed sects. The order among cultivators became chaotic and disorderly, no longer serving the country and the people, but for personal gain. Thus, the evil methods of plundering the spiritual essence of others came into being.
By the Tang Dynasty, the Jianghu order was stable, and such spells were listed as taboos. Only those in the evil path were keen on using this method to devour the spiritual essence of others to enhance themselves.
It is said that this method was created by an alchemist from the Daoist sect. This alchemist was limited by his talent, and his cultivation stagnated in his later years. In despair, he suddenly came up with an evil technique.
Since spirit-rich medicinal materials could be refined into miraculous pills, why couldn't the human body? So, he spent years studying Daoist scriptures and comprehending them, creating the refining method of the Three Talents Pill.
The so-called Three Talents were to refine a person's Dao, Soul, and Qi into a divine pill. After taking it, one's power would skyrocket. This alchemist used this method to dominate the world, and no one could match him.
However, at the peak of his career, he became mentally deranged because the soul fragments he had devoured were too mixed. He became a madman. Without the guidance of his will, the massive and chaotic spiritual power in his body lost control, backfired on his body, and shattered him to death.
Zhang Yuanqing was worried about not having a secret method for devouring people. Whether it was to hunt down the Chunyang sect leader or to ask the old hag for the technique, the possibility was not high.
The former was a rat in the gutter, both a Star Official and a virgin, making him too difficult to capture alive. The latter hated evil as if it were an enemy and was upright and dignified, and would never allow her disciples to improve their cultivation through such evil techniques.
Now, he had found the secret method in the dungeon. Heaven was helping him. Memory fragments continued to flash. Before long, Zhang Yuanqing saw Yao Guang, who had not yet become a stone statue, fluttering in her feathered robes, dancing gracefully, with an old yellow gourd floating in front of her.
The dance was sometimes wild and frenzied, like epilepsy, sometimes swaying her hips and lightly sleeping, sometimes vigorous and powerful, like a martial performance.
This did not seem like a dance created for entertainment, but rather like some kind of ancient sacrificial dance.
The dance was not long, ending in twenty seconds. Yao Guang, in her fluttering feathered robes, bowed.
"Please turn around, my treasure." A line of white light swept out from the gourd, with eyebrows and eyes, whistling away, heading towards the enemy camp at the foot of the mountain. The scene disappeared.
Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes and pinched his throbbing brow. Although he had the abilities of a Day-Wandering God and a Void Wanderer to suppress the negative costs of Spirit Devouring.
But his spirit still had problems, becoming irritable, angry, and his thoughts chaotic, unable to think calmly.
Seeing him wake up, Fu Qingyang and others gathered around, their eyes falling on the yellow gourd. "What treasure is this?"
Zhang Yuanqing let out a long breath and sighed, "An awesome treasure, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife!"
Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife?
Everyone was moved, obviously having heard of the fame of this magic weapon. Xiahou Aotian's titanium alloy dog eyes suddenly shone brightly. "Let me see it."
Excitedly reaching out to snatch it, Zhang Yuanqing's eyes flashed fiercely, and a short blade was placed across the other party's neck, his expression ferocious. "Looking for death!"
Xiahou Aotian was stunned. Zhang Yuanqing seemed to have just reacted, his ferocious expression disappearing. He hurriedly retracted the knife, shook his head, and said in pain, "Sorry, my mental state is not good. The female ghost statue's level is too high. Eating her spirit has caused problems!"
Xiahou Aotian took the opportunity to take the yellow gourd and said, "Quickly find a way to wake up Palace Master Zhisha. A musician can soothe your restless spirit. Why did you devour the spirit for no reason?"
Saying that, he lowered his head to read the item information. A flash of light, with eyebrows and eyes, how strange. A weapon spirit can give birth to eyebrows and eyes. How exactly was the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife refined? I want to analyze it. Xiahou Aotian muttered to himself, holding the old yellow gourd. At the same time, he understood the reason why Primordial Heavenly Lord devoured the spirit.
Without mastering the sacrificial dance, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was just a useless decoration, and Palace Master Zhisha would definitely die.
"Don't analyze it, it's a waste of time." Moral Heavenly Lord and the Demonic Eye Heavenly King snatched it away. After reading the item information, they took a deep breath. "Although this item is not a rule-based item, its lethality is at least at the peak of Level 8, even Level 9. How could a dungeon like Shu Mountain South Courtyard have this level of item?"
He and Fu Qingyang were both in the early and mid stages of Level 8. The output of the peak of Level 8 was enough to injure them, and Level 9 was even fatal.
Yao Guang Hall was only the first checkpoint, and there should not be such a high-intensity item.