I'm Going to Use a Cheat!
Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. If the Spirit Realm is on the moon, then the moonlight shining down is all radiation from the Spirit Realm.
So, isn't this Demonic Dao of the Primordial Heart Transmission, which advocates opening the mind and body to accept the pollution of moonlight, tantamount to an unrestrained pursuit of the Spirit Realm energy?
Back in my hometown, there are already ancient books providing examples.
Not being a native species of the Spirit Realm, yet relentlessly pursuing the Spirit Realm's aura, it will sooner or later turn itself into Evil Spirit.
Chu Tianshu lowered his head, made a hand seal with his left hand, and waved it across the roof towards the room.
The carpenter and his wife felt a sense of relief and only wanted to sleep. They drowsily walked to the bedside.
Regardless of how they explain the contradictions tomorrow, let's get some sleep and recharge.
Chu Tianshu, clutching the scholar's soul, vanished in a flash, his figure like a pear blossom, blown away by the strong wind.
Under the quiet moonlight, I swept across the vast streets.
A few breaths later, he went through the window and returned to his room.
The oil lamp on the table flickered slightly.
Chu Tianshu sat down at the table, first snatched the crystal bead from the scholar's hand and put it in a bowl, then aligned the scholar's head and feet and folded him in half at the waist.
After folding it in half, fold it again, and finally roll it up in your palm.
When he opened his palm, the scholar's soul did not appear in the form of origami.
Instead, it became a proportionally shrunk, one-inch-tall, ghostly figure.
The size and form of the soul are inherently prone to change, and their existence depends largely on one's own perception.
This Confucian scholar's cultivation was only third-rate, and his mental state was insufficient to freely control the transformation of his soul.
But Chu Tianshu folded him up, giving him a strong suggestion, and in his dazed state, he shrank.
Chu Tianshu then placed him in the lamp oil, made a sword incantation with his hands, and pointed at the oil lamp.
The lamp was blessed with vital energy, making it impossible for spirits to pass through and escape; the lamp oil was as viscous as mud.
With a whoosh, the flame surged to over two inches high.
The flames baked his soul until it was burning hot all over, and he tugged at his clothes, his face showing discomfort.
"Confess everything about your origins, the origins of your relics, the contents of your secret practices, and how you harmed people."
Chu Tianshu had just used a spell to bewitch the soul, but realized that the soul might not be able to withstand much more torment. Therefore, he compressed the soul and used an oil lamp to indirectly interrogate it.
That should be enough time for him to finish speaking before he is executed.
The tiny soul quickly confessed.
It turns out that this person's name is Tan Yu. When his father was young, he knew some arithmetic and bookkeeping skills. He gritted his teeth and risked his life to go to sea with smugglers at that time. He made a fortune and lived in Denglai Mountain Market for a long time.
His father knew that in today's world, only studying and practicing martial arts would lead to a better future, so he sent Tan Yu to an academy to learn martial arts.
Last year, after his father passed away, Tan Yu returned to take over the family property. He wanted to take more gold and silver back to the academy to bribe his teachers and make friends.
Who would have thought that after years of supporting his apprenticeship, the family's storeroom was empty, with only some land deeds remaining.
He had given up on the idea of returning to the academy, but he was unwilling to live a mediocre life. In his depression, he often wandered around the nearby mountains and fields, where he befriended a monk who also loved to travel.
That person was no ordinary individual; he was a disciple of the Supreme Celebration of the Sage Temple, the state religion of the Northern Dynasty.
Seeing that he was both ambitious and ruthless, the monk taught him some of the temple's secret techniques to lay a foundation, saying that he could take him as a disciple in the future.
Unexpectedly, last month, the monk disappeared. Tan Yu sensed the aura of a secret technique by a small river, went into the river to fish, and only found a relic.
"... This relic was a treasured possession of the disciples of Celebration of the Sage Temple. They took it out to admire it several times, which aroused the envy of everyone present at the time."
"Now that the relics are unclaimed, it must be because the monk has perished; I am the only one with this opportunity."
Tan Yu spoke in a high-pitched, excited voice, recounting how he learned subsequent secret methods from the relics and used them to cultivate himself.
These relics are not all obtained from the cremation of masters, but rather are ritual implements crafted by masters in the temple over the past hundred years.
After a master introduces the power of the Moon Turbidity, it can be sealed and preserved for a long time. Only through a specific secret method can a wisp be extracted and injected into the "Human Furnace" body.
When the time is right, the pure vital energy can be retrieved to nourish the holder of the relic.
Chu Tianshu nodded slightly upon hearing this.
Although it primarily relies on the "Primordial Heart Transmission," does it also know how to craft magical artifacts?
This magical artifact, capable of sealing off the power of the Moon Turbidity, clearly draws upon the knowledge of the "External Dharma Nexus" lineage.
The three paths to Moon Refining were all created and developed in the same world over the past hundred years, and they are certainly not isolated from each other.
But the essence of the Primordial Heart Transmission is to regard the pollution of moonlight as one's true nature.
They were destined to never refine their natal magic weapon into something so stubborn that it could resist and filter out moonlight pollution.
Even if magical artifacts and knowledge fall into their hands, they will only become auxiliary tools, allowing them to better instruct their disciples to perform Demonic Dao secret techniques.
At this point, Tan Yu began to discuss the criteria for selecting a "Human Furnace" in the secret arts of Demonic Dao cultivation.
For the power of Moon Turbidity to be transformed within another person's body, two steps are required: first, connection; second, joint training.
Simply injecting the Moon Turbidity energy, which has been restrained by the relic, into the human body does not constitute a complete connection.
This person must have enough willpower to instinctively resist the strange thoughts caused by the power of the Moon Turbidity, and not become a complete puppet.
However, in this tug-of-war, some negative emotions are inevitable.
Only with this negative emotion, similar to yet different from "Moon Turbidity Turbid Thoughts," can the connection be completed.
Once the integration was deep enough, the "Human Furnace" committed horrific acts that were previously unacceptable.
Then, the Demonic Dao cultivators will intervene, temporarily suppressing the influence of the Moon Turbidity, causing the "Human Furnace" to regain its senses and collapse.
Whether this collapse is driven more by grief or hatred, it is destined to be an outburst of the soul.
Only by seizing the moment at the critical juncture and drawing out the power of the Moon Turbidity can the combined training be completed.
To obtain a pure and powerful skill, containing extreme emotions yet forming a cohesive whole, that will not drive Demonic Dao cultivator insane.
"... Some people may have the opportunity to cultivate, but their perseverance may not be very deep. As for those masters with strong perseverance, the risk of losing control is too great given my cultivation level."
"Therefore, among ordinary people, choosing those with perseverance to target is the most cost-effective approach."
Tan Yu said, "Don't even mention me, even the masters of Celebration of the Sage Temple often casually select some promising talents from among ordinary people."
"It is said that some promising talents can escape the fate of Human Furnace' and are instead taken in as disciples and trained for many years."
Chu Tianshu lowered his eyes, looking at the crystal bead in the bowl.
Round and slightly yellow in color, with a slightly pitted surface, those are the relics of Celebration of the Sage Temple.
It sounds like the path of Demonic Dao already has a complete development system.
Although cruel and evil, in today's world, it will definitely develop faster than the path of "Dao-Seeking Shennong".
If one day the path of Demonic Dao completely dominates the mainstream, will people still consider it the Demonic Dao?
What did people rely on back then to distinguish between right and wrong, beauty and ugliness?
"Ugh! Just thinking about it makes me sick."
Chu Tianshu tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingertips.
However, if one must plunder a large amount of medicinal resources to practice martial arts, then the greater one's background, the more resources one will plunder.
Or perhaps they cultivate for generations, all frantically pursuing magical treasures, seemingly only wearing a slightly milder layer than the Demonic Dao path.
He summoned the token screen again, looked at the Sect Leader Yeming's "Manifesting Medicinals" trait, and made up his mind.
The "Drifting Tumbleweed Sun-Chasing True Art" aims to cultivate even the smallest drifting tumbleweed, which can travel between the Tianshan, bathe in sunlight, and grow into a giant spirit in the air, possessing an extremely strong ability to draw nourishment from its environment.
The Sect Leader Yeming's unique ability allows him to produce all kinds of poisons, as well as all kinds of medicines.
According to Chu Tianshu's understanding, the combination of these two should create an ability to generate medicinal properties within the body based on the environment.
Therefore, in this world where moonlight pollution exists, medicinal properties that harmonize moonlight will emerge.
The properties of medicine are intangible. Since everyone's body and mind are different, the medicinal properties they produce will also be different. They can only be cultivated by oneself.
However, this has greatly reduced the demand for actual medicinal materials from outside sources.
"Since there's already Demonic Dao, how can there be no Immortal Dao?"
Chu Tianshu pondered slowly, then smiled with satisfaction.
"The Youdu Edict me, who was so weak, overcome a nightmare that had lasted for years. Now, I have some strength of my own. With this token, will it be enough to nip a huge nightmare in the bud?"
"Heh, let me give it a try. Let's create a Immortal Dao that more easily allows for the existence of chivalrous individuals!"
The Tan Yu in the oil lamp is still telling its story of sins.
In just about a month, he has already selected a considerable number of "Human Furnace" through his family's local connections.
Three of them have already been killed by him, and seventeen others are still in the process of being trained.
After he finished confessing his crimes, he ran out of things to say, and his consciousness seemed to slowly clear up a little.
Suddenly, Tan Yu looked up.
He actually saw a pillar of fire twice the height of his body.
A young, enormous face emerged from the darkness, high above the pillar of fire, looking down.
Those eyes were as bright as the full moon.
"Demons, it is fitting that you contribute to my Immortal Dao."
The enormous face, speaking softly to itself, caused the pillar of fire to shake violently with the slightest breath escaping from its mouth and nose.
"However, you're still a little short of the threshold of becoming a demon, so let's try a different way of contributing."
(End of this chapter)