The Red Hare Could Not Come, Flying Fish Kept Him Company
[Gold-Swallowing Beast Face (Five Rampancies Dividing Spirits): Taking money by deception and harming others is the most common use of the Five Rampancies' evil magic.]
Characteristics: It steals a person's vital energy, transforming it into armor that accompanies them day and night, and is stronger than even the heaviest armor.
Chu Tianshu was quite curious about this person's methods and planned to keep him for questioning, so he controlled the force of his kick.
Unexpectedly, when the "Gold-Swallowing Beast Face" was shattered, the old Daoist priest's clothes tore open, revealing a corner of the book in his arms.
"Huh?"
Chu Tianshu's palm was filled with internal energy as he took out a book and looked at it.
This is a blue-covered, thread-bound book. The cover has no title, and the text inside is all written vertically.
White paper, black text, separated by red vertical lines.
"You actually carry such a thick manual with you?"
After flipping through a few pages, Chu Tianshu clicked his tongue in amazement.
Back then, the Demonic Sect leader's sword manual was mainly engraved on the sect's protective token using micro-carving techniques, and distributed among the celestial maiden patterns. It was fine to carry it with him.
This old, blond-haired Daoist priest truly carried with him a secret manual written in black and white.
Its paper contains yin energy, which means that it must first be made from some kind of yin and evil wood, then go through the papermaking process, and finally be collected into books. It is much tougher than ordinary paper.
However, the content on it uses the most common font, which should be easy for anyone with a basic literacy to understand, and there are hardly any coded messages.
"Water Image-Forming Curse Technique," using a talisman hidden in a certain location, will cause the scene of that location to float in a basin of water. Reaching into the basin, it's as if an invisible hand descends upon the target's location, exerting force out of thin air, leaving no way to escape or defend against it...
"Driving Shadows to Frighten Souls," performed according to the incantation, involves taking a candle and a white cloth, placing them on either side, and using hand shadows to simulate a hundred beasts. The black shadows are projected onto the white cloth. When used, the white cloth is unfolded, instantly creating the illusion of a hundred black beasts galloping around...
"Seven-Day Face Swap": Human skin can be layered. Take the outer layer of skin from one person's buttocks, place it on another person's face, moisten it with talismanic water, peel off the skin, and return it to its original owner. This can swap the faces of two people, making them similar in height, build, and behavior to each other. The effect lasts for seven days...
There are also various other methods, such as the Infant's Cry Behind the Ear, the Ghost Hand in the Bowl, the Black Bean Breath-Holding Method, and the Chicken Blood and Lime Poison-Warding Pill.
The book records many techniques and methods, which have a wide range of applications.
The magical manuals that Chu Tianshu had learned in the past were all of a more focused type, only requiring in-depth study in their respective fields.
This was the first time he had ever seen such a comprehensive manual of magical techniques.
Although most of these are evil practices, it's harmless to take a look.
There are also some lesser-known, albeit somewhat wicked, techniques that you might want to ponder when you have some free time, as they could come in handy someday.
As he flipped through the book, he felt a strange, menacing aura surrounding him. Alarmed, he turned his head to look.
The statue of Lord Guan is tall and imposing, and has stood firmly in place.
But the statue's eyes still seemed to retain their brilliance, with an inner light that resembled a shadow on ice, and the bloodstain on its chest added to its murderous aura.
Just as Chu Tianshu turned his head to look...
It felt as if the statue was about to step down from its pedestal.
The floating malevolent spirits in the air resembled tattered banners or fragments of hundreds of blades.
Under the gaze of the statue, these malevolent forces seemed to always want to gravitate towards Chu Tianshu, yet they could never quite manage to.
Chu Tianshu reached out and made a grasping motion, only to feel a very faint Sha Qi flowing from between his fingers.
These powerful forces have automatically thinned out and cannot be retained, leaving behind a sense of regret.
"Strange, this power wants to flow into me, but is there another inertia preventing it from merging with me and fully manifesting?"
After pondering for a moment, Chu Tianshu sensed the meaning behind these auras of power and some guesses flashed through his mind.
He is not a local.
In this world, all traces of his existence combined probably only amount to a few months.
But he is already an adult with extraordinary abilities, which is highly illogical.
I'm afraid that even if someone has some Origin Canon and wants to get close to him, they will Dharma Aspect because there are too few traces of him in the Dragon Vein.
Originally, Chu Tianshu did not have a strong need for the Dragon Vein Original Scripture.
But as he watched a force approach him, only to vanish just as quickly, he felt a pang of regret.
However, after the aura dissipated, he sensed another aura lingering around him.
Chu Tianshu stared intently at him.
In his field of vision, there were five or six streams of air, some blue and some green, but all extremely pale in color, thin as ribbons, swirling around him.
At first glance, each stream of air appeared very gentle, lingering only a few feet around him.
Upon closer inspection, each airflow reveals a myriad of shapes and forms, such as surging, sinking, swirling, and blooming.
Though small, the sparrow has all the vital organs and is constantly changing.
"What is this?"
Chu Tianshu tried grabbing a handful.
With his skill, he could strike silently, without being disturbed even by a speck of dust.
However, as soon as he reached out, the air currents, like beautiful flying fish two or three feet long, naturally changed their posture and dodged out of his grasp.
Chu Tianshu narrowed his eyes slightly, his right shoulder swayed gently, and when the movement was reflected in his forearm and palm, he made three quick grabs in an instant.
He finally caught a gust of air.
Aside from the cool sensation, he couldn't immediately detect any properties of the airflow.
Even when I channeled some of my internal energy to entangle with it, I felt that my internal energy was empty and seemed to have no effect on the external object.
It's something that can't be driven away or taken away; it's neither good nor bad.
Chu Tianshu seemed to be deep in thought, so he decided to ignore it for the time being.
He had sensed that there was another Evil Spirit inside the blond old Daoist priest, so he decided to extract it first and deal with it later.
Three silver needles flew down at once, landing firmly on Lord Yuanli's brow, chest, and philtrum.
Lord Yuanli was on the verge of death, his eyes closed, but the moment the third needle pierced his philtrum, his old eyes suddenly opened.
The old man with blond hair had all his features become full and strained, but he still couldn't open his mouth.
Judging from the way he looked, if it weren't for the fact that he had so many broken ribs, Lord Yuanli would probably have jumped up.
That anger lingered on the old Daoist's face for a good ten seconds.
When he finally couldn't hold on any longer, a stream of golden dust rose from the top of his head.
He seemed to deflate, his face turned ashen, his head lolled to the side, and he fainted.
Chu Tianshu grasped at the golden powder with his five fingers, suppressing it until it revealed its true form: a small golden seal.
Although this thing is Spirit Body, it doesn't seem to have any malevolent aura. It doesn't resemble Evil Spirit; it's more like some kind of magical artifact.
After a moment's thought, Chu Tianshu first inserted it into the hilt of the Sanqi Divine Sword and stored it away.
"Gentlemen!!"
A shout came from outside the temple, and two tall, thin figures rushed in; they were two old men from Chenjiagou.
Chu Tianshu turned to look at them. "What brings you all here?"
"Huo Ming sent us to see if there was anything we could do to help."
The two old men stopped, exhaling long puffs of white air. They glanced at the gunmen outside the hall, who were intimidated by the oppressive aura, and each pulled out a handful of silver needles, which they then shot out.
Upon hearing the gunmen fall to the ground, Chu Tianshu withdrew his oppressive aura.
He maintained his imposing aura without suffering any loss. After finishing the fight in the main hall, he dealt with some matters and then ignored the gunmen and horses.
"It's good that you've come. Control those horses and carry all these people back to the city. Take the corpses with you too; they're too dirty to leave them behind."
Chu Tianshu handed over the miscellaneous tasks of moving other people to the two old men, and then picked up the old Daoist priest with yellow hair, placed him on the back of a horse, and led the horse out of the temple.
Pass through the ceremonial gate, then proceed to the main gate.
Just as he was about to step out of the main gate, Chu Tianshu slowed his pace slightly and looked back.
The two old men didn't rush to move the people. Instead, they first paid their respects to Lord Guan. One of the old men went over and wiped the blood off the chest of the Lord Guan statue.
The statue has been restored to its original appearance; it looks majestic, but it is actually devoid of spirit.
Even if the ancients left behind their might, evil people must ultimately be eliminated by the living people of today.
Chu Tianshu led his horse out of the main gate, observing carefully.
Those pure and ethereal auras still lingered around him, repeatedly trying to get closer, but it seemed that their strength was not yet fully available, and they could not get close for the time being.
(End of this chapter)