Witch Doctor, Medicine Shaman

When the Taiji diagram exploded along with blood and souls.

Layers of golden-red light waves rapidly erupted from the courtyard, sweeping across the entire mountaintop and spreading outwards.

Although the light waves seemed illusory, they did not destroy walls or houses wherever they passed.

But when the light waves pass through their bodies, all living beings feel a jolt in their hearts, as if many distracting thoughts arise.

The old monk who was in this courtyard, as well as the monks, cleaners, bodyguards, and so on scattered throughout the temple, all seemed to have forgotten the series of loud noises that had just occurred. They stood there, their expressions somewhat uncertain.

A sense of arrogance, greed, and restlessness arises spontaneously, making one wish to immediately clench fists, grab swords, and rob something.

Yet, there was also a reliance on illusory gods and Buddhas for help. These scattered thoughts dispelled the previous intense and irritable impulse, making one feel somewhat lethargic.

Although the Grand Preceptor of the Great Yuan Dynasty's state of mind is a demonic path, some of its underlying principles, if grasped properly, might actually help one become stronger.

Although Chu Tianshu used the golden energy to exorcise demons, it was filled with impure thoughts and was difficult to distinguish between good and evil. To ordinary people, it was hardly a good thing.

Now the two are offsetting each other, leaving only the residual wave.

Those who are affected only experience a temporary ripple in their hearts, which soon subsides and they return to normal, so it's not a big deal.

However, setting aside the emotional impact, the scene itself has attracted even more attention.

Below the mountain road, a small area had been cleared out.

The nearby secondhand market, however, remained unregulated, though it was still very lively despite being slightly less crowded than during the holidays.

At this moment, people began to exclaim in surprise.

"What is that, a Buddha's light?!"

"So beautiful! I think there was a loud bang just now. Was it some kind of storm or air current causing this unusual weather?"

"It must be Buddha's light! There's a temple on the mountain."

Some people took out their phones to take pictures, while others pointed to the mountain, attracting passersby to look up at it as well.

The weather was cloudy, with a light mist and sea of clouds covering the mountaintop.

Golden-red ripples on the mountaintop unfolded layer by layer, witnessed by countless people.

It drifted through the clouds and mist, gradually receding into the distance and disappearing.

The crowd below the mountain became even noisier, and some who were usually devout immediately put their hands together, faced the mountain from afar, and bowed repeatedly.

Some curious people hurried up the stone steps, wanting to climb the mountain to investigate.

Some tourists from other places were also suspicious.

"Could it be another unusual incident, like what happened in Guangling that night back home?"

"Damn, these Goryeo actually went over to watch the show, they're so brave. Let's get out of here."

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

Chu Tianshu was unaware of the changes in the crowd below the mountain at this time.

When he used the "Heavenly Heart Sorrowful Demon Slash" to a very deep level, strange signs appeared on his body, and he would feel pain to the point of numbness and dazedness for a short time.

Today, due to the interference of the golden energy and the Fist Intent of the Great Yuan Dynasty, his mind was in turmoil, and he was unable to enter a state of daze, making him feel even more uncomfortable.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Chu Tianshu walked out of the side hall, exhaled heavily, tilted his head back, wiped his face hard with his right hand, his lower eyelids turned red, and turned to look at the group of people who were still fighting over the artificial hill.

"So annoying!!"

He stomped on the three-tiered stone steps behind the side hall, shattering them, and his body shot into the air above the artificial hill.

A dozen or so monks were setting up an array on the artificial hill, leaping back and forth, with Lady Wang leading the charge, surrounding and fighting Yungu.

When the golden-red light wave exploded, Yungu and Lady Wang's expressions changed, but the monks remained unmoved and continued fighting.

One of the plump monks suddenly felt a huge object attacking from behind. He turned around in an instant, and his dark golden palm made the air seem to expand noticeably.

BOOM!!

This palm strike landed squarely on Chu Tianshu's chest.

Chu Tianshu didn't dodge at all. He just opened his eyes wide in anger, spread his arms, stepped on the artificial hill, and swayed forward.

The round, plump monk felt an immense force rebound back, and his entire arm exploded into three or four pieces with a bang, sending his body flying backward.

If the fourteen ancient corpse monks cooperate well, they could trap Chu Tianshu as well.

But even with just one person, Chu Tianshu stood there and let him hit him, and he couldn't break through his defenses.

The one-armed monk bumped into a companion.

Seizing the moment, Chu Tianshu thrust his right palm out in that direction with a bang.

The invisible force of this palm strike restrained both monks, and the powerful shockwave caused the air to emit a high-frequency shriek.

The one-armed monk and his companion flew through the air and crashed into a third monk.

This collision was like detonating a huge bomb.

The three monks were blown to pieces together.

The dark gold corpses, though some appeared fat and others thin, actually contained nothing that could truly be called blood.

The explosion sent dry powder flying everywhere.

Lady Wang knew that the situation was hopeless.

"But every moment we live is a moment more!!"

She trembled her hand, and the brush tip turned completely white, from which a drop of ink flew out.

On the surface of the ink droplet, hundreds of micro-carved black incantations undulate on the seemingly smooth liquid surface.

But before the words inside the bead could spread, they collided with a palm that broke through the dust.

The hand was jolted by the ink bead, but it refused to switch hands.

A blinding, crimson light suddenly burst forth from the palm of his hand.

It's as if Southern Heaven cross star has fallen onto your palm, turning it crimson with your blood and energy.

With a single, swift strike, he shattered the ink droplets and landed on Lady Wang's hand holding the brush.

Lady Wang's hands were delicate and slender, with thin calluses on her ring finger. Her hands were fair and white, and when she picked up a brush, the brush seemed perfectly upright, perpendicular to the ground.

Even after being struck by Chu Tianshu's palm, the calligraphy brush didn't even shake, and his hand remained intact.

But Lady Wang, who was about to abandon her arm and flee, suddenly felt the magical power circulating in her body stop, her lips stopped, and her whole body stiffened.

Chu Tianshu's hand twitched and released in an instant, then slapped her hand holding the pen again.

Suddenly, the hairpin on Lady Wang's head snapped off, her disheveled hair fell down, and a flash Zongheng red light appeared on the top of her head, from which a line of blood spurted out.

Sizzle!!

The bloodline surged more than three feet high, its tail trailing a red mist.

Lady Wang had no idea that those who practiced magic could experience the feeling of dying so slowly.

The power of that palm strike completely shook her mind; her magical power seemed to have flowed away along with the heat in her brain.

She seemed to recall everything in her life, and her whole body felt cold and she wanted to shiver, and she grew colder and colder.

"A philanthropist who owns a pharmacy?"

Lady Wang recalled the materials prepared by the pageboy of the Great Yuan Imperial Preceptor.

The killing of hundreds of people in one go in the Northwest was a horrifying event for people of that time.

But for ancient nobles like Lady Wang and the Great Yuan Dynasty, it was utterly insignificant; they judged people by their character and valued other information more.

For example, Chu Tianshu is a doctor from a family with a long tradition of medicine. He chose to open a pharmacy as his career, rather than a martial arts school.

The Great Yuan Dynasty was now certain that this was a kind-hearted person who would be willing to abide by the general rules of the world, give the Goryeo people face, and come to the mountain for a chat as invited.

But what Lady Wang saw now was a monster standing not far in front of her, more terrifying than any ghost.

"Qiongqi aids the wicked and bullies the good because evil is ferocious and terrifying, and will surely triumph over good. I think... Qiongqi is still too naive!"

After this thought flashed through her mind, Lady Wang felt a chill wash over her and completely lost consciousness.

Chu Tianshu looked at the Evil Spirit, its head almost completely drained of blood, its body falling to the bottom of the artificial hill. His mind calmed down slightly, and he turned back to look.

After their formation was severely damaged.

Yungu roused himself, his gun flashing across the sky, and he had already stabbed the remaining monk zombies in the forehead.

Let them turn from living corpses into dead corpses, completely and utterly.

What's wrong with you?

Yungu held his spear at an angle, looking at Chu Tianshu with a somewhat hesitant expression.

Chu Tianshu turned his head and blinked in confusion.

Given his demeanor at that moment, even the blink of his eye and the slightest movement of his eyelashes made one wonder what terrifying scene might unfold in his eyes.

When his eyelids were finally lifted, Yungu saw his own reflection, in all its detail, in his pupils.

However, the reflection was so clear and so thin that it still gave one a subtle chill.

"Oh!"

Chu Tianshu suddenly realized, "It hasn't turned back yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the paleness and bloodstains on his body faded and gathered on his forehead, turning into a twisting ink mark that disappeared.

Looking at Chu Tianshu's healthy complexion and rosy cheeks, Yungu finally Matsushita and turned to look at Chen Ying.

Chen Ying was mostly unharmed. He had already jumped down from the wall and walked to the side hall, glancing at the corpse inside.

Yungu shouted, "Are you going to retrieve your sword pellet?"

Chen Ying shook her head.

The sword pellet was formed from a nascent elixir, mixed with the essence of her sword. Once exhausted, it would dissipate on its own.

Although this move is extremely powerful, it is not a forbidden technique. Once she has recovered and her Elixir Dao Qigong is fully restored, she can find a good sword to refine and use this move again.

Yungu jumped down from the artificial hill and came over, his expression still a bit peculiar. "Really, there's no need to look for me? I heard that once the Golden Elixir Sect uses their Sword Core in battle, they can only use it once in their lifetime."

"If the sword core is destroyed by an enemy, one will lose all cultivation."

"If our homeland doesn't have a good solution, we'll still have to fight it out. Don't say I bullied you, Wujian, then."

Chen Ying was initially frustrated by the ineffectiveness of his special move, but his interruption calmed him down considerably.

That's a rumor.

Chen Ying said, "Our Southern School of Golden Elixir Southern School Dao of Alchemy is not like that. I heard that some people in our sect, after learning about this rumor, even fueled it and deliberately confirmed it."

"But actually, I have a lay senior brother who has mastered seven types of Qi pills and carries seven swords on his back. Whenever he encounters a powerful enemy, he immediately says he will spit out the pills and fight to the death."

"But after he vomited one pill, there was still one left. I've heard that no powerful enemy has ever been able to make him vomit up to the sixth pill."

Yungu smiled and said happily, "Your Dan Sect still has such a hero, but it's a pity that you concealed it so well that by the time of my Great Ming, it seems that no one knew about this extraordinary man's deeds."

Chen Ying shook her head.

"My master has repeatedly said that he has gone astray. Playing with rumors in the martial arts world is one thing, but pursuing purity in Dao of Alchemy, cultivating seven types of Qi pills without seeking unity, is such a heavy burden on his mind and body."

"This method is entirely useless for achieving immortality or seeking immortality."

Yungu grunted in response, not saying anything more.

Chu Tianshu walked up to the old monk at the Kṣitigarbha Temple.

"Monk, as an international friend and an investigator with United Nations credentials, I encountered such a meticulously planned assassination attempt in your temple. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

The old monk was shocked and, disregarding his injuries and pain, hurriedly said, "Sir, please investigate! Our temple has absolutely nothing to do with this matter!"

Chu Tianshu stared at him, neither confirming nor denying, only asking.

"Have you seen that Minister Han? Did he really come to this temple?"

The old monk hurriedly replied, "I've been here, I've been here."

He strode forward a few steps, grabbed the secretary from the corner, who was in a deep coma, and shook her several times, but she wouldn't wake up.

"Minister Han really came; he only said he needed to use the restroom a short while ago."

Yungu sneered, "Did he fall into a cesspool?"

"They probably heard the loud noise here and didn't dare to approach, so they hid far away first."

The old monk hastily explained himself, then took out his phone, intending to make a contact.

Chu Tianshu closed his eyes and listened, sensing the locations of the people on the mountain. Although they were different from before the battle, the number of people in other places was the same as before the battle.

Either Minister Han wasn't on the mountaintop before the war started, or he's still hiding somewhere on the mountain.

Having made up his mind, Chu Tianshu ignored the old monk for the time being.

He gained new evidence regarding the connection and transformation of various forces of the essence of heaven and earth.

This principle applies not only to martial arts but is also highly beneficial in various spells that require long-distance communication.

Perfect timing! These three powerful corpses on the Tianshan are all quite intact. Let's use them to curse their destined owners first.

At the Mount Shenyue.

After escaping down the mountain, Minister Han put on an inconspicuous coat and a baseball cap, intending to blend into the crowd and await the outcome.

But soon after, he felt a void in his heart, realizing that the Great Yuan Dynasty was in dire straits, and hurriedly tried to leave.

However, a large crowd was attracted by the light waves from the mountaintop and prepared to go up the mountain.

Feeling guilty, he didn't want to make a clear mistake by driving against traffic, so he had to take a roundabout route until he finally managed to avoid public attention and turn into a small alley.

"Hello!"

Minister Han pulled out his phone and hurried over, "Come pick me up quickly, I need to go to Seoul!"

"Yes, damn it, you heard me right, today, right now!"

With the death of the Great Yuan Dynasty, his role as the Incense-Bearing Child will no longer be restricted.

If we escape to Seoul now, we'll still have a chance to survive in the future.

Having personally encountered powerful figures like the Great Yuan Dynasty, Minister Han's understanding of Taboo figures was far more accurate than that of the ignorant and exaggerated individuals in Busan's upper echelons.

If one doesn't have a thorough understanding of physiognomy, curses, and other magical arts, even if this person breaks through Taboo, they won't suddenly gain those abilities.

Chu Tianshu is known for his martial arts skills and is also skilled in medicine, but he is probably not very proficient in other areas.

If they can escape to Seoul, lie low for a few years, and use their connections to cover up what happened in Busan.

Minister Han is confident that once the storm has passed, he will be able to enjoy a carefree and happy life again.

Even if he might be demoted, with the help of the Great Yuan Dynasty and undergoing a complete transformation, he will be able to demonstrate his strength and talents in the future and will be of great use. His allies will not abandon him.

Unfortunately, the information Minister Han collected only indicated that Chu Tianshu was a "traditional Chinese medicine practitioner."

He didn't understand that there was still a big difference between witch doctors and the traditional Chinese medicine as perceived by modern people.

"Um?"

Minister Han suddenly felt dizzy, and it sounded like he was hearing murmured hallucinations.

"When the mind is still, the water stops flowing; when the water stops, the mind is calm; when the mind is clear, there is no ripple..."

The strange sound extinguished any thought of resistance in him; his mind remained still, like a calm, undisturbed well.

"Walking until the water ends, I sit and watch the clouds rise; the sky is bright and clear, the sunset glows upon my body..."

Minister Han leaned against the wall and slowly sat down, his eyes glazed over, thick white steam rising from his mouth, and sweating profusely as if he were taking a shower.

The water in the human body is transformed into clouds and is lost uncontrollably.

His skin had become withered and sallow, like the "mummified Buddhas" created in ancient temples.

It was just like the fourteen ancient monks' corpses when they were first unearthed.

At the mountaintop, the three needles Chu Tianshu was holding hummed incessantly.

The same incantation, which was once only used for self-protection, could only soothe the inner demons within, but could not eradicate them completely.

Now, we can subdue evil spirits!

(End of this chapter)