"A Deity's remains weren't necessarily a Divine Husk. Immortal Shedding."
As Chen Cuo walked the winding mountain path, his feet treading on bluestone, he turned the matter over in his mind.
His path to seeking the Dao was tied to the Old Beggar's appearance that night. The more Chen Cuo cultivated, the more unfathomable the Old Beggar seemed, so the words he had left behind deserved careful thought.
"But then again, from what I know, the Temple Dragon King was born from gathered thoughts and had no physical body. Strictly speaking, his Divine Husk was that Clay Idol. The Winged Dragon was a god of Primordial Antiquity. Who knows what mysteries its so-called Divine Husk might hold..."
Chen Cuo's Dao Foundation was now stable, and his Way of Incense was nearly complete. To take another step toward Longevity, he had to wait until all Five Qi were complete, then take incense as his nature and the Five Qi as his fate, uniting the two as one.
If he meant to advance, he naturally needed to understand the difference between Nature Cultivation and Fate Cultivation. He had consulted the relevant records in the Book Grotto and asked his master, so he already had some idea.
"Most gods are rooted in Nature Cultivation. Some are even formed entirely from gathered thoughts. But a Divine Husk usually refers to the body left by Fate Cultivation, which brings us to the gods' methods of cultivating fate..."
Chen Cuo kept thinking, but his steps never stopped. The greenery along the path grew steadily denser.
"The Temple Dragon King housed himself in a temple's Clay Idol, so that Clay Idol was his fate. Beyond that, the bodies of devout people who sacrifice to, think of, and worship a god also count as that Deity's fate. I