Chu Laughed at America All His Life Without Regret
Transferring one's soul into another's body is not a simple matter.
If it is a typical unorthodox spell, after drawing out a soul, if one wants to implant it into another person's body, one must calculate the birth date and time, take advantage of the right time and place, and set up an altar, which involves a lot of consideration and taboos.
Even the slightest miscalculation can easily lead to disharmony between the soul and body, resulting in anything from soul separation and hemiplegia to immediate death.
Chu Tianshu may have acted casually, but he actually used the Grand Void Radiation technique to slightly deform their souls, thus making their souls and bodies fit together, preventing them from breaking free and thus avoiding sudden death.
This was achieved only after several simulations and reconstructions of the Stinking Lungs Dantian within the Grotto-Heaven, allowing for such precise temporary cosmetic surgery of the soul.
If someone is truly a pervert, they must at least go to this extent to possess a human soul in the body of a pig or dog.
Otherwise, if it were stuffed into an animal's body and the soul died suddenly, there would be no time to experience the torment.
Of course, Chu Tianshu has always been kind and is quite efficient at killing enemies.
Even when faced with a clearly identified enemy, he generally wouldn't turn them into pigs, dogs, or chickens.
"You----"
Just as Chu Tianshu was about to speak, he suddenly frowned slightly and raised his head.
His gaze pierced through the space of reality and saw a distant, deep sky filled with Yanxia.
Amidst the Yanxia haze, a colossal golden list stands tall and majestic, like a monument.
The list of successful candidates is divided into two columns: one for people from ancient times and the other for people from modern times.
They are called ancient people, but in reality, they are only ancient people from the last few hundred years.
The Heavenly Ranking is mysterious and profound. It may seem like it only records names, but if you look closely, you can also see the corresponding deeds behind each name.
Fifth on the Ancient Ranking, the Great Immortal Zongheng.
Popularly known as "The True Lord Sweeps Away Clouds and Stabilizes the Seas" and "The Firearms Guardian God of the Home," he was credited with suppressing Japanese pirates, quelling rebellions in the southeast, eliminating corrupt officials, and selecting virtuous and capable individuals. Those he chose were always able to fulfill their duties; his discerning eye was unprecedented, and he was widely praised.
Those in the firearms trade revered him as their patron deity. Because it was inconvenient to offer incense in the workshop, they instead used sesame seed cakes, dried fish, and sweet wine as offerings. Popular legend had it that this deity had a voracious appetite.
The Buddhist community reveres him as "Layman Tian" and "Benevolent God of the True Dharma." Some scriptures and treatises refer to him as the reincarnation of "True Dharma Brightness Tathagata." He is responsible for rectifying the origins of Buddhism, clarifying the karmic connections, allowing those whose karmic connections have not yet arrived to return to secular life, and enabling those whose karmic connections have arrived to cultivate in seclusion and expel those who are corrupt or heretical.
Because the True Dharma Brightness Tathagata Guanyin is a past incarnation of Avalokiteshvara, some Buddhist believers venerate him as Lord Guanyin.
Chu Tianshu knew some of those deeds, and confirmed that he was indeed the one who committed them.
However, there were also many that Chu Tianshu had no idea about.
But whether people know it or not, at this moment, all these deeds, along with the title of "Great Immortal Zongheng," seem to be subtly pulsating, as if they are about to move from the Ancient Ranking to the Present Ranking.
Chu Tianshu looked solemn. After a moment's thought, he opened his arms and took a deep breath.
That breath was incredibly long and deep.
Many distracting thoughts in this mountain wilderness were drawn in by Chu Tianshu. Before they could be further influenced by the Heavenly Ranking, they were absorbed into his body and sealed away.
The Great Void senses, discerning distracting thoughts, and the Stinking Lungs Dantian are all swallowed up.
The name on the Heavenly Ranking temporarily diminished the senses, and the person settled down.
Unless a top expert happened to be watching the Heavenly Ranking during that brief moment, they shouldn't have noticed that slight anomaly.
As for ordinary experts, what they see on the Heavenly Ranking is rather blurry. Even if they were looking at it just now, they couldn't see that slight change. "I deliberately didn't use the Vertical and Horizontal Seal or sword techniques, and I was almost exposed so early—"
Chu Tianshu breathed a sigh of relief, then observed the people on the ground again and shook his head secretly.
When he was in this world, the Mist and Rosy Clouds Realm Layer had revived, encompassing the entire world and omnipresent.
The actions a person takes in their life may be unknown to outsiders, but they are all witnessed by the Yanxia.
Back then, just by looking at the type of rosy aura they attracted, one could basically determine what a person had done in the first half of their life.
Is it mostly good or bad? Is it good intentions gone wrong, or bad intentions turned into good? Is it weakness, treachery, or straightforwardness?
Chu Tianshu's so-called selection of virtuous and capable individuals was flawless because he possessed both martial arts and spiritual Aperture Opening, giving him extraordinary insight. In this world, he could perform the "Mist and Rosy Clouds Qi Observing Technique."
But now, times have changed.
Now, these people can access the extraordinary power of the Heavenly Ranking simply by cultivating the techniques Heavenly Ranking.
The essence of their being, shrouded in Yanxia, is easily obscured and confused by the rosy hues brought about by the power of the Heavenly Ranking.
In this era, no one is "innocent" anymore.
If Chu Tianshu were to look at them from his unique perspective now, they would all resemble disco balls in a dance hall.
"Though times have changed, I am changing just as fast as they have."
Chu Tianshu pondered to himself, "The Great Void Heavenly Silkworm General Principles can cultivate the Seven Souls Dantian and temper the Martial Dao Primordial Spirit."
As he continues to develop new dantian, his ability to discern will naturally improve. When he activates the Great Void Heavenly Eye, he will still be able to see the true nature of Yanxia person before him.
"The title ' Great Immortal Zongheng Heavenly Ranking,' if used well, can actually be an aid to my cultivation of the Seven Souls Dantian."
"Alright! First, let's find out how these guys usually access the power of the Heavenly Ranking and how they feel, for reference----"
Chu Tianshu landed, stood on the gun carriage, and called out, "Take everything and continue on our way to Mount Laoming."
The artillerymen moved with trepidation.
To be honest, most artillerymen are fairly similar in Plain Substance and martial arts skills, so they adapt to these rough jobs relatively quickly.
However, one of the older soldiers tripped over his own feet while walking and fell to the ground with a thud.
This person's limbs were uncoordinated; he would grab the soil one moment, grasp the grass the next, and then use his elbows to push himself up, rolling around but unable to get up.
"How could I be hiding in this body? Who are you? Give me your hands and feet!"
"Commander, I can't control it either."
"How dare you! You should have just huddled up. How could you not control yourself? How dare you be so perfunctory? I'll shove you aside—ouch!!"
Chu Tianshu watched from afar, raising his right eyebrow slightly.
The others were merely having their souls captured remotely, catalyzed by radiation.
The soul of Lieutenant General Wu Bo was personally pulled out by Chu Tianshu, and it was still covered by a layer of Chu Tianshu's power.
Otherwise, given Wu Bo's cultivation level, even if his soul temporarily entered someone else's body, he should be able to break free and return to his original body.
Now, not only can he not break free, but even if he tries to seize control, he is bound by the power of the soul's surface; the more he struggles, the tighter the restraint becomes.
"Commander, so you were here."
The lieutenant rushed over and helped the old soldier up.
The old soldier's right eye widened. "Xiaocui, you're even more charming now, with your demeanor and actions. I've long said I wanted to promote you to a secondary wife, but the madam wouldn't allow it—wait, who are you?!"
The lieutenant was at a loss for words and remained silent, only helping him walk forward.
Chu Tianshu sat on the cannon carriage, patted the wheels, and shouted, "You two, come here and answer me."
The deputy general helped Wu Bo over, and Chu Tianshu casually asked about the current situation in the court.
Zuoqiu and the others were monks, they were young, they could talk about some political affairs, but they didn't know much about the imperial court.
Wu Bo was unable to speak, he only provided supplementary information from the side, with the deputy general primarily handling the main conversation.
For the first hundred years of the more than two hundred years of the Great Xuan, Emperor Taizu ruled almost the entire country, which was fine. However, the last hundred years or so saw some ups and downs.
Now, the situation is even more delicate.
The imperial court seemed to have little presence in normal times, and local officials would almost always procrastinate on matters such as encouraging agriculture and sericulture, repairing water conservancy projects, paving roads, and handling criminal cases. It was not uncommon for a small matter to be delayed for five or six years.
But when it comes to collecting taxes, local officials are always proactive, and they do indeed have the power to do so.
Fortunately, the tax laws established by Emperor Taizu were strict, and most people could afford to pay them.
However, the inaction of local officials has led to a surge in private feuds among the people.
Let alone martial arts sects and emerging gangs, in many places the fiercest private feuds are actually in the villages.
In every village within a radius of ten miles, there are always people who have learned martial arts and spread them around. When they fight, they are all very disciplined. If someone dies, the village will provide compensation. But if too many people die or are defeated, then people will flee to other places.
Nowadays, the most prominent government forces among the people are not the government offices at the prefectural and county levels, but the Six Gates and the Divine Machine Battalion.
The truly dangerous evil lords and notorious bandits are all apprehended by the Six Gates.
Those who wanted to build up their own power base, seize control of a region, or whose entire sects were corrupted by demons, were dealt with by the Divine Machine Battalion of each prefecture.
The most frequently circulated stories in the martial arts world are those of the Six Gates and the Divine Machine Battalion, with the Six Gates taking the lead in terms of stories.
But judging from Wu Bo's cowardly behavior in leading his troops, it's clear that the two largest factions in the imperial court are now embroiled in constant conflict and chaos.
"What a classic martial arts world! Everyone is so free."
Chu Tianshu rubbed his temples.
In the past, when he heard such a scene, he would naturally think that it was a classic scene from the martial arts world.
But listening to it now, it sounds a bit strange, after all, he just came back from Americas.
Laughing at Da Mei, who is Da Mei?
I think Great Xuan and Da Mei are almost done.
Damn it, at least the Zongheng Army follows my name, and the empire they conquered was established by me.
If they were similar to Da Mei, and I were on Da Mei's side, constantly mocking them, wouldn't I look like a clown?
Faced with this situation, should we then treat Da Mei with utmost respect and politeness, or even flatter her? Of course not! We should choose to make Great Xuan a better place.
"Now I have fists, I have strength, I have the interest, if not now, when?" said the senior.
The only survivor, an old monk, came over. Seeing Chu Tianshu rubbing his forehead, he assumed he was tired and offered him a wine pouch and an oil paper package.
"Please, senior, quench your thirst."
Chu Tianshu took it, flicked his thumb, uncorked it, and smelled the aroma of wine.
The aroma is truly wonderful; he had never seen such a well-blended wine in modern times. It must have been crafted with great care and attention.
However, it was rice wine, and inside the oil paper package was... sesame seed cakes?
Wu Bo, standing nearby, quickly said, "Senior, there's absolutely nothing wrong with this wine. It's the wine our Divine Machine Battalion uses to offer to the Great Immortal Zongheng. Although it's sweet wine, it's brewed in a top-notch winery, one of the top ten wines in the world, clear and delicious."
"That Great Immortal Zongheng, who knows where he's gone, is nowhere to be found. How can he compare to you, a living deity? You should be invited to enjoy him."
Chu Tianshu gave him a half-smile.
"You talk a lot—yes, the immortals are coming to life."