Zheng Fa sat cross-legged on the futon, closing his eyes and looking inward at the meridians of his entire body. His three Dantian upper, middle, and lower dantian) were all swollen with spiritual energy. His Yang Spirit ), Dharma Body, and Creation Jade Disc resonated faintly through the flow of spiritual energy, as if they wanted to merge into one.
After his first sermon, Zheng Fa's spiritual power was much stronger than before, even surpassing that of many who had undergone years of corpse Corpse Liberation. Now, he was only one step away from achieving the Dao Fruit – the ritual.
As for the methods of arranging rituals, he knew a few. There were corresponding records in the < Scarlet Firmament Jade Register > left by Lu Mo, the two great techniques left by the Great Freedom Devil Ancestor, and even in the classics of the Tianhe Sect.
What made Zheng Fa hesitate was that although these rituals were very similar, their main content was that they were witnessed by Heaven and Earth and recognized by all living beings.
However, due to the different methods of practice, the participants, regulations, and even the verses required for the rituals are different.
This raises a question: Since no one has ever practiced the * Yellow Court Scripture *, wouldn't the rituals required for his advancement to the rank of Loose Immortal also be unprecedented?
Zheng Fa consulted several rituals he knew and combined them with the great Dao he had heard in the Purple Cloud Palace, and now he had gained some understanding.
However, it is still far from perfect. If the people of the Nine Mountains Sect were to study it, it would probably take a long time. The best way is to consult some powerful figures.
The problem is that the * Yellow Court Scripture * is unique, and the great master who can guide him in this regard must have opened up his own path, which is very rare in the Xuanwei.
He guessed that Venerable Tianhe was one, Dao Venerable might be another, and Thunderclap Buddha Ancestor should be no less, and then there was Lu Mo.
Even Jade Pool Water Mother, Zheng Fa doubted whether she possessed the ability.
None of these people were people Zheng Fa could truly consult.
Fortunately, Xuanwei doesn't have such people, but there are far too many in the Nine Luminaries Heaven.
Not counting Daoist Hongjun, there are still six!
Unfortunately, he is currently unable to leave the Five Organs Temple.
Zheng Fa withdrew his thoughts and slowly honed his spiritual power. Suddenly, a thought struck him, and his Divine Sense silently spread out, permeating the surrounding void.
There were some thread-like tiny insects in the air, completely transparent, constantly curling and stretching.
They seemed oblivious, carried by the air currents, and drifted to Zheng Fa's nose.
This is Silk-thread Worm, which the Nine Mountains Sect has studied for a long time. This worm often lurks in the spine of its host.
Once it parasitizes the spinal nerves, the Gu God can control the host's body with a single thought, rendering it powerless and out of control.
Zheng Fa suppressed his inner resistance and sat calmly on the futon. He seemed not to notice anything unusual and quietly watched the Silk-thread Worm drift into his nostrils, crawl over the back of his head, down his neck, and into his cervical spine.
At that moment, his body suddenly trembled slightly, and the flesh on both sides of his cheeks twitched uncontrollably.
"It's done!" the Gu God exclaimed joyfully.
The White Bone Devil Ancestor's eyes flashed with spiritual fire twice more as he looked at her and whispered, "Are you confident?"
The Gu God smiled gently and pointed at the Thousand-Eyed Cicada in front of him. The spots on the Thousand-Eyed Cicada's back scattered into starlight in the air, and the starlight condensed into a light screen. In the light screen, Zheng Fa was sitting on a futon, trembling.
"With his limited cultivation, how could he possibly stop my children?"
The White Bone Devil Ancestor nodded slightly, then asked, "And what about the Painted-Skin Moth?"
The Painted-Skin Moth was planted long ago.
"It's planted?"
"Upon first encountering this Shi Nandang, he was struck by my Painted-Skin Moth, but the child is still just an egg."
"Only the Shi Nandang?"
The Gu God chuckled lightly, "A habit."
"..." The White Bone Devil Ancestor remained silent for a long while, then looked down at his empty skeleton, as if he had breathed a sigh of relief, and shook his head, saying, "So, all we need to do is wait for Shi Nandang to obtain the Primordial Purple Qi?"
The Gu God thought for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Do you remember that Creation once said that the seventh futon is extremely difficult to sit on?"
The White Bone Devil Ancestor nodded slightly, then suddenly paused, asking with a surprised expression, "What do you mean?"
"We're not waiting for Shi Nandang to obtain the Primordial Purple Qi, but... to help him obtain the Primordial Purple Qi!"
The White Bone Devil Ancestor paused for a moment before slowly nodding.
In the courtyard, Zheng Fa opened his eyes and looked at the Thousand-Eyed Cicada perched on the windowsill.
I have to say, these gadgets from Gu God are quite useful; they can even make video calls.
This Gu God sounds like a really good person!
Zheng Fa seemed completely unaware, honing his Law Power in his small courtyard and studying the content of Daoist Hongjun's first sermon at the Purple Cloud Palace, intending to integrate it into the < Yellow Court Scripture >.
Time flowed by like water, and two months later, Brightmoon suddenly appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.
"Master Shi!" Zheng Fa looked outside and saw the Brightmoon beckoning to him.
Zheng Fa's heart stirred slightly; he had already guessed what had happened.
"The master has invited you to the temple to discuss some matters!"
really!
The Gu God scattered the Thousand-Eyed Cicada all over the ancient trees in the temple. Although there were some places the Thousand-Eyed Cicada couldn't enter, they could still see the general movements of the Thousand-Eyed Cicada Five Organs Temple.
The Thousand-Eyed Cicada can see it, the Gu God can see it, and of course, Zheng Fa can see it too.
He remained expressionless and followed Brightmoon to the main hall of the temple.
Most of the people in the main hall had already arrived. After Zheng Fa, only the White Lotus Monk and the Golden-Winged Great Peng arrived late.
The group looked at the Creation Daoist, seemingly wondering what was going on.
"We have all come here for the Primordial Purple Qi." The Creation Daoist didn't mince words and went straight to the point, "I have said before that we are all one family."
The Grand Elder of the Lu Clan glanced at Zheng Fa.
The Golden-Winged Great Peng showed no mercy to the Creation Daoist: "Your Fellow Daoist Shi doesn't treat you like family."
Creation Daoist didn't even look at Zheng Fa, but simply smiled and said, "Having selfish motives is quite common, but in the end, we are all Daoist Lu Mo's people, so there's no distinction between us."
Upon hearing Lu Mo's name, the Golden-Winged Great Peng obediently shut its mouth and stopped arguing.
"I have summoned you all here so that you may set aside your past grievances and work together to obtain the Primordial Purple Qi."
Upon hearing this, even the White Lotus Monk was startled, abruptly raising his head and his gaze shifting between Zheng Fa and the Creation Daoist.
The others understood as well.
" Founder Creation," the Grand Elder of the Lu Clan finally couldn't hold back any longer and actually stood up, asking the Creation Daoist, "Leaving aside past grievances, tell me, how shall we work together?"
The Creation Daoist, "Of the fourteen of us, whoever obtains the Primordial Purple Qi, the others should do their utmost to help."
The Grand Elder of the Lu Clan sneered, "Among us, besides you, Founder, and Fellow Daoist White Lotus, only Shi Nandang is most likely to obtain the Primordial Purple Qi!"
Creation Daoist looked at Shi Nandang: "Fellow White Lotus Bailian and I have few needs for your help, but Fellow Daoist Shi's cultivation is too low after all."
The Lu Clan's Grand Elder gaped, pointed at Zheng Fa, and uttered a question that seemed to come from the depths of his soul, "You mean, we're going to help this scoundrel obtain the Founder's treasure together?"
Zheng Fa looked at him, his face completely innocent—why are you pointing fingers at me? It wasn't me who did it!
The Creation Daoist nodded slightly. The eight Nascent Spirit Transformation of the Lu Clan seemed unable to accept it, some shaking their heads and others snorting coldly.
"It's not just about helping Fellow Shi Nandang; it's about working together. Fellow Daoist Shi's cultivation is the weakest, but his hopes are high. I hope everyone will not hold any grudges."
The Lu Clan's Grand Elder pursed his lips tightly, seemingly not having heard a word.
"Fellow Daoists of the Lu Clan, is this your unwillingness?"
"We refuse!" the Lu Clan's Grand Elder shouted, his neck stiff. "In the end, aren't you just helping Shi Nandang? We're already sparing his fortuitous opportunity out of respect for you, the Founder of Creation. How can we possibly help him?"
Seeing the Creation Daoist's somber face, the Lu Clan's Grand Elder continued, "Not only us, but even the Creation Holy Ancestor, ask anyone else in this hall if they are willing?"
He pointed at the Golden- Golden-Winged Great Peng Golden-Winged Great Peng, which was still sneering. The White Lotus Monk beside him was also chanting scriptures with his head down. Although he didn't say a word, his attitude was very clear.
A smug smile appeared on the face of the Lu Clan's Grand Elder. He thought to himself that if these two were unwilling, then the Gu God and the White Bone Devil Ancestor were even more aligned with his Lu Clan, so naturally they would not stand on Zheng Fa's side.
"I promise."
A charming female voice instantly froze the smile on his lips.
The Lu Clan's Grand Elder turned to look at the Gu God, his eyes wide with disbelief—shouldn't the Gu God be on our side?
Before Gu God's words had even finished, the White Bone Devil Ancestor beside him also said, "I agree to this as well."
"..."
This was hard for not only the Lu Clan's Grand Elder and others to accept, but even the White Lotus Monk looked over in surprise, staring at the Gu God and the other two, lost in thought.
"This suggestion was actually put forward by Fellow Daoist Gu Divine Way."
Seeing their surprised expressions, the Creation Daoist chuckled and offered an explanation.
" Founder of the Gu God!"
"The Grand Elder of the Lu Clan shouted."
His tone was full of resentment:
We're on the same side!
Even if the two Founder didn't care about the Lu Clan, they were still Devil Ancestor!
Is there really such a helpful Devil Ancestor?
Is this acceptable?
The Gu God glanced at the few Lu Clan, his eyes devoid of any warmth, and suddenly said, "They agreed too."
The Grand Elder of the Lu Clan met his gaze, then suddenly reached out and clutched his own throat, unable to utter a sound. Then, as if a different person had appeared, he lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "We have no objections."
Zheng Fa's heart skipped a beat. Had the Lu Clan's Grand Elder already been infected with a Gu poison?
"I'm used to it."
The Gu God said casually.
This habit is not good, and the others' expressions turned sour. The other seven members of the Lu Clan finally realized that it wasn't the Gu God who had changed his nature, and no one dared to object anymore.
The Creation Daoist and his companions all looked at the White Lotus and the Golden-Winged Great Peng.
White Lotus and the Golden-Winged Great Peng exchanged glances, but remained silent, still hesitant.
Suddenly, the Creation Daoist spoke up, "Fellow Daoist Lu Mo, you place high hopes on this Primordial Purple Qi."
White Lotus lowered her head and pondered for a while before speaking, "In that case, we are also willing to do our part, however small..."
The Creation Daoist chuckled, nodded slightly, and then looked at Zheng Fa, saying, "Fellow Daoist Shi, what do you think?"
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Creation."
Zheng Fa seemed oblivious to the problem, and his gratitude was exceptionally sincere.
The Creation Daoist smiled with satisfaction and said a lot of polite words, which Zheng Fa translated. The gist of it was that this meeting was a meeting of unity and a meeting of victory!
"To obtain the seventh meditation cushion, one needs great Merit, great enlightenment, and great perseverance." After speaking for a long time, the Creation Daoist finally got to the point, "I previously thought that all three had to be present, but now I wonder, what if only one condition needs to be met?"
The people in the hall were taken aback at first, then excitedly asked, "Is having just one of these three qualities enough?"
"That's possible!"
"That makes things much simpler."
After the discussion among the Creation Daoist and the others, he said, "I have no clue about great enlightenment and great perseverance, but I do have some ideas about great Merit. Judging from the name, the word 'Merit ' is only within my Five Organs Temple, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to obtain."
"Fellow Daoist is right, I've thought about that too," White Lotus echoed. "I observe that this Nine Luminaries Heaven is filled with fighting and vengeful spirits everywhere. If I want to gain great Merit, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until I'm outside the temple to find it."
The Creation Daoist nodded slightly, pointed outside the hall, and said, "There are two major forces in this world vying for the position of overlord of heaven and earth: the Demon Race race and the Witch Race. The two races are constantly at war, Earthly Baleful Qi. If you want to gain Merit, you should probably start by working with these two races."
The Creation Daoist's words made a lot of sense. The Golden-Winged Great Peng asked, "If that's the case, how can this Merit be obtained?"
"I don't know that."
The Creation Daoist sighed, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have summoned you all for this meeting. I also hope that you can find some clues."
"Does Creation Daoist Zaohua mean that we should all go down the mountain to seek fortuitous opportunity to gain Merit?"
"Exactly!" the Creation Daoist laughed. "If you have gained anything, return to the temple, and we will exchange information further."
Everyone was surprised; this Creation Daoist actually seemed to possess a degree of selflessness.
Even the Golden-Winged Great Peng's expression softened considerably, and he replied in a low voice, "It's best if it all depends on fortuitous opportunity."
"This humble monk already has some ideas," White Lotus even proactively stated, "The calamity of war is raging across the land, and the souls of the dead have nowhere to turn; they await my guidance and salvation."
" Creation Daoist White Lotus's idea makes sense," praised Daoist Zaohua. "I also have some thoughts on this. In that case, shall we each descend the mountain?"
The others had no objections.
Zheng Fa walked out of the temple gate, glanced back at the Five Organs Temple, and only then did he feel relieved.
The Five Organs Temple gave him a very bad feeling; stepping out of the door, he felt as if he had escaped from a dead end.
The world outside the mountains has undergone tremendous changes.
He didn't know how time changed in the Five Organs Temple and the Illusion, but at this point, many years must have passed since his first sermon.
Just as the Creation Daoist said, all eyes in the world were drawn to the Witch Race and the Demon Race.
The Demon Race race rules the heavens, and the Witch Race governs the earth; both are overlord-level forces, practically the protagonists of this world.
When the Creation Daoist and his companions descended the mountain to seek Merit, their focus seemed to be on these two clans.
But Zheng Fa had a different idea.
If some modern legends are true, then the powerful witch and demon races that are currently so influential in this world will soon become nothing more than fleeting smoke.
There are only a handful of truly Merit deeds worthy of being granted a seat on a prayer mat... and none of them are related to the Lich and Demon races!
(End of this chapter)