Tao and Heaven

Chapter 157 Gaining the Earth Soul and Losing the Sense of Taste

The atmosphere in the military tent was tense. A dozen guards who were watching the situation outside rushed in, all wearing armor and carrying swords.

The Jiang family members supported each other and protected Jiang Jucai. In the ancient clan society, the most loyal people were their own family members.

Jiang Jucai replied calmly: "My father's enemy is not my equal. Since he dares to say it, I dare to do it."

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect Captain Jiang to be such a filial son."

Song Ziyi was extremely angry and had made up his mind to kill.

Originally, he did not want to take the initiative to destroy this signboard. The Nanchun Army was a peasant army, and it was sponsored by local landlords. Outsiders who were not in the army could not see the wisdom and bravery of this great commander, but could only hear rumors about Jiang Jucai.

Nowadays, some people are calling out the title of General who Suppresses Demons.

In Song Ziyi's opinion, this was simply courting death. If he attracted the attention of those geniuses from the demon clan, he would surely die. It could be said that Jiang Jucai was already a dead man.

But this dead guy actually dared to jump above his head.

If I don't kill you today, where will my dignity be?

Song Ziyi sat back in his seat and said calmly, "Captain Jiang was possessed by a demon and killed people in public. We fought bloody battles for a long time to kill the demon and avenge Captain Jiang. Let's do it."

A dozen guards in armor and carrying swords raised their swords. A ray of white light flashed, and heads fell to the ground with a sound.

As the bodies fell one after another, Jiang Ju noticed Song Ziyi's wide-open eyes, and the other party also noticed his stunned expression.

There was silence all around, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone held their breath. Then a man with black hair and plain clothes appeared behind Song Ziyi, and placed his bloodstained hand on his shoulder, as if pressing Song Ziyi into a water tank in the cold March winter.

"He has achieved perfection in the third level of the fourth level of Dao foundation, and is considered a genius."

There was a hint of praise in his voice.

Song Ziyi slowly turned around and saw an ordinary face. He didn't know who it was, but since he was completely unable to move, he knew that the person must be stronger than him.

He suppressed his shock and pretended to be calm and said, "I am Song Ziyi, the descendant of Yushan Sect. My master is Master Kongluo. Where did you learn from? Maybe our sects are related."

Starting with showing the background is very spiritual.

Gu Wen said calmly: "The Three Pure Ones Taoist sect Yuqing Zhenchuan Hongchen."

The moment Song Ziyi's heart died when he heard the words "Three Pure Ones Taoist Sect".

The true disciple of the world's number one sect is more powerful than the descendants of most sects. The Three Pure Ones Sect is essentially a giant entity formed by the fusion of three top sects, otherwise it would not have been possible to rule the entire human race.

Even after the death of a tiger, its might still remains, and the Three Pure Ones Taoist tradition has not yet been cut off.

For mediocre people, status is everything. They don't care about how much a genius like Chi Yuzi has paid behind the scenes, but are more concerned about the aura of the sect.

Song Ziyi's expression was a little stiff, and his mouth trembled unconsciously as he said, "Brother Dao, if I have offended you in any way, I am willing to apologize."

"It's not an offense. Since you hold a grudge, please go on your way."

Gu Wen's sword intention flashed, and the light in Song Ziyi's eyes disappeared. No matter how many tricks he had, they were useless.

The means of saving lives also depend on the rank. Gu Wen can normally jump one level and burst out to kill the fourth level. It would be strange if Song Ziyi, who is at the 43rd level, could make any waves under his hands.

Then he looked up at the other generals, and before they could panic or kneel down to beg for mercy, a flash of sword light appeared and their heads fell to the ground.

Killing is just a nod away, extraordinary power is so wonderful.

At this time, the surviving members of the Jiang family came to their senses, all with dazed expressions on their faces.

"Master Wen Wen?"

Jiang Jucai is the most incredible.

Everyone knows that there are immortals in the world. He knows that the commander can use immortal arts, and he also saw immortals helping him during the day. However, he could not judge that it was Gu Wen through a short sentence in such a critical situation.

Is your father an immortal?

Then I should be the commander-in-chief!
"Jucai, just like your father said, you are a man who can do great things."

Gu Wen praised him, but he felt helpless.

Jiang Jucai, unlike his father, has a big heart. The fact that he dared to kill without hesitation just now shows his decisiveness, and he was not afraid of the demons during the day.

People who do big things are usually troublemakers, just like Liu Bang's family members were kidnapped every few days, so Gu Wen asked Jiang Fugui to stay away.

Because Jiang Fugui didn't have that much greed, he just wanted wealth and glory. He was quite satisfied with the 100 acres of land in Jiangjia Village now, and he wouldn't work in the fields himself if he didn't have it.

But Gu Wen liked this temperament very much.

"It's inconvenient for me to explain more. Now I will kill all the generals of the Nanchun Army. If you want to take this position, you can do it yourself. Or you can leave now, let this farce end, and be a rich young man."

"I hope you can go back and stay put, and don't make trouble. I can give your Jiang family what they want in the future."

The other Jiang family members had not yet recovered from their daze, but Jiang Jucai had already shifted his gaze from the corpse the moment Gu Wen opened his mouth.

He asked, "Master Wen, can't this world be conquered?"

Gu Wen nodded.

Mortals naturally cannot defeat it. At least one needs the ability of a semi-immortal to decide the fate of the world.

"What about Nanshui?"

"Maybe."

Nanshui is obviously not a particularly important place. If Wen Renwu died, it would not be difficult to occupy Nanshui.

"Then I'll take down Nanshui first and then ask Master Wen."

Jiang Jucai, who was only twenty years old, had lost his youthfulness and did not have the scholarly air he had in Bianjing. He stepped forward, drew the commander's sword, raised his head and said, "Can I fight for this world?"

He turned and strode away.

Gu Wen extended his spiritual sense and quietly observed how Jiang Jucai controlled the situation.

At this time, the Nanchun Army was in a state of silence. Except for those on duty, all soldiers were not allowed to leave the tents, and no one was allowed to walk around in the barracks.

This is to kill Jiang Jucai so as not to cause trouble and avoid being labeled as a good-for-nothing. The leadership of the Nanchun Army wants both benefits and reputation, but also wants to avoid risks and hold power.

They took all the benefits.

But the people have sharp eyes. They know who is fighting, but not everyone will respond.

Jiang Jucai walked out of the commander's tent. Most of the soldiers didn't know what was going on inside. With the commander's sword and his prestige as a demon slayer, he could basically sit unimpeded. Then he came all the way to the cavalry camp and led hundreds of people out in about ten minutes.

They took over the order of the military camp step by step. Some people noticed the unusual movements, but they were unable to fight against the cavalry who had the initiative.

Half an hour later, the leaders of hundreds of men were summoned one by one, the situation was explained, and those who obeyed stayed, while those who showed the slightest dissent were killed on the spot.

Screams have been heard, and a strange atmosphere has spread through the military camp. Everyone feels insecure and is becoming increasingly restless.

But anyone who dared to step out of the tent would be scolded by the cavalry soldiers, and with the morale of the people broken, a few hundred people could control an army of one hundred thousand.

It was not until dawn that Jiang Ju killed so many people that he purged the generals from a hundred to ten, and even the direct relatives of the dead generals were all killed.

The military coup ended, and an army of 100,000 soldiers, which had been tempered by several wars and had a certain foundation, completed the "change of dynasty".

Jiang Jucai came back in military uniform with blood on his face, and said with a bow, "Master Wen, I have accomplished my mission."

Gu Wen asked curiously, "How did you come up with this idea?"

An extremely clean and neat move, without the slightest delay.

Humane destruction is the most advanced means of struggle, and it is most applicable in the military. As long as the middle and upper echelons who command the guns are all dead, the army will be nothing but mud without a skeleton.

"Once is new, twice is familiar. This is not the first time. I followed them to kill the previous Marshal in the same way before."

Jiang Jucai scratched his head shyly.

Gu Wen recalled that the Nanchun Army had changed once before, and now it was the second time. He just didn't know if there would be a third time.

He casually threw down a low-grade spiritual sword and said, "Take care of yourself. I will help you if I have time, but I can't help you all the time. Also, don't use my name to the outside world, it will cause trouble."

"Wait, Master Wen, there is another thing that may interest you. It is a treasure that Song Ziyi would rather keep than gold or silver."

Gu Wen just turned around when Jiang Jucai called him back. A few minutes later, two soldiers came in carrying a box. The box was dark red with brass trim, and when it was opened, it was filled with all kinds of medicinal herbs.

As he had eaten a lot of herbs, Gu Wen could recognize most of the spiritual medicines, and even if he didn't know their names, he knew how many Tian Sui there were.

This box contains about fifty years of Heavenly Marrow.

Gu Wen's eyes lit up. He didn't expect there would be an unexpected surprise. He praised, "Very good. I need these too."

Jiang Jucai said: "This is the share of Nanshui delivered from various places every month. If you need it, I can keep it for you."

Fifty years of Heavenly Marrow every month?

The old tree spirit's friend Fei only has twenty years of Heavenly Marrow, and together with Yu Hua and others, he only has fifty years of Heavenly Marrow.

As long as Jiang Jucai takes over Nanshui, can he generate a fixed income of fifty years of heavenly marrow every month? And it is not difficult for him to collect this heavenly marrow, Ao Tang only needs to come once a month.

Gu Wen was silent for a moment, then took out a dozen healing pills and the first few exercises he had practiced and gave them all to Jiang Jucai, saying, "Jucai, I have high hopes for you. If you really encounter any problems, you can report my name."

Jiang Jucai's eyes lit up as he realized that he had truly established a relationship with his grandfather at this moment.

Before, the other party was only doing it for the sake of my father's face.

He was not a fool, and he could vaguely guess that above the aristocratic families, there was a higher-level hand controlling the world.

That is, immortal.

Jiang Jucai's ambition is not to practice cultivation. Since he cannot become an immortal, he would like to become a member of a noble family under an immortal.

Both Jiang's father and son wanted to climb up in their hearts, but the son's approach was obviously more radical. But in the end, they all ended up with Gu Wen.
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An unknown secret cave.

As soon as Gu Wen came back, he felt Chi Yuzi's resentful gaze.
"The wine you requested."

Taking out a few jars of wine from his Qiankun bag, Chiyuzi sat cross-legged on the ground, snorted softly, and turned his head away as if he was angry.

"no need."

Gu Wen curled the corner of his mouth. The anger of the girl in the sword box in front of him felt strangely familiar.

Isn’t this just like when you were a kid and you made a fuss when you got home from school because you didn’t have any food?

About ten minutes later, Gu Wen pushed the jar of wine to Chiyuzi again. The latter first glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and then did nothing.

"Just drink a little, or you'll be in so much pain that you won't be able to sleep again."

"Well, since you said so."

Akabane picked up the jar of wine and took a small sip. After a pause, he tilted his head back and drank it all up. He finished the whole jar of wine in just a dozen seconds.

The pretty face is showing a bright smile.

"Ha! It's so delicious."

Like, so similar.

The more I get to know Gu Wen, the more I feel like my fifty-year-old parents have given birth to a younger sister and left her to raise her, with me having to act like both a brother and a father.

hum!
The cave was ringing, and a drop of golden dew condensed and slowly fell onto the Temple of Heaven.

The core crystal was condensed, and Gu Wen sent out his mind and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The core crystal was red, and the red light illuminated half of the cave. A blurry shadow appeared, with a face exactly the same as Akabane's, but more sharp.

The arrival of the demigod?

Gu Wen looked solemn. Chi Yuzi walked towards the Temple of Heaven and said, "This is the Earth Soul, one of my sister's three souls and seven spirits. The reason why she wanted to devour my two souls and six spirits is because she put them into the Immortal Land, and the condensed one is the Earth Core Crystal."

"Red is the soul, and yellow is the spirit."

"You want to absorb her?"

"No, I want to defeat her and swallow her soul. Sister won't dare to come down while the goddess is here."

Akabane stepped onto the Temple of Heaven with half a pot of wine in his hand. He looked back and shook his head slightly to stop Gu Wen who was about to follow him.

"The Temple of Heaven can only accommodate one person, and I am enough."

Golden light spread all over his body, and Akabane's height of just over 1.6 meters turned into 8 feet. He looked forward, and there was a bit more spirituality in the dark red eyes of the phantom.

There was no need for the two to say much. They disappeared from the spot with a loud bang. Then dozens of collision sounds broke out in the void, and air waves swept around.

Gu Wen could only use his spiritual power to keep up with the two people, and gradually he felt something was wrong.

Liuliu Daoji used the Golden Light Curse to unleash the power of the Fourteenth Heaven, and had already faintly reached the Fifteenth Heaven. Considering that it might turn into a war of attrition, Chiyuzi himself might have the talent to surpass the third level.

But unlike Gu Wen, she couldn't kill the enemy with one move, and conversely, Gu Wen couldn't sustain long-term consumption of energy.

Akabane is one level higher than the phantom, but in actual fight he is actually defeated.

Gu Wen realized a problem. The ability to kill enemies across levels is not applicable to a very small number of people, and they may even be able to do the same thing in reverse.

This world is like a nesting doll, there is always someone stronger than the strong. Akabane is so strong, but he was still at a disadvantage after being surpassed by the half-immortal soul.

He looked at Yu Hua and said, "Akabane may lose."

Yu Hua said confidently: "She will win, but she won't be that pretty."

One stick of incense, one quarter of an hour, one hour.

The vibrations generated by the collision of fists have shaken the cave sky. Compared with the sword showdown, the battle between physical cultivators is more destructive.

Akabane's aura continued to rise, breaking through the fifteenth level, and with one punch he blasted through the red shadow and took the earth core crystal.

Swallowing it in one gulp, he reached the seventh level of Taoism, half a step toward perfection.

Rather than a breakthrough, it is more like a kind of self-complementation.

Akabane is a disabled person with only one soul and one spirit. He can run and jump and looks no different from an ordinary person, but to cultivators he is equivalent to a human stick.

She walked down the steps and smiled broadly at Gu Wenyuhua, saying, "You have obtained the Heavenly Soul and have broken through the seventh level of the Dao Foundation. With this, the combination of the Primordial Spirit and the Golden Elixir can condense the Dharma Image of the Self, and then you will have the perfect Dharma Image Divine Power."

Seven levels of Tao foundation, Dharmakāya.

Gu Wen and others have already condensed their Dharma images with their talents, but many people only have one Dharma image.

"Hong Chen, this is what I promised you."

Akabane threw out a piece of the earth core crystal shell, and Gu Wen swallowed it into his stomach to refine it.

[Seventh rank golden elixir, above perfection, requires one hundred and ten years of refining with the golden elixir as strong as iron]

[The Seventh Transformation Golden Elixir requires fifty years of natural marrow, and the Golden Elixir is as good as iron but lacks a thread]

The degree of golden elixir being as strong as iron means that the golden elixir has been tempered through the Nine Transformations of Golden Elixir. The most obvious way is to eat the spirit sword.

An hour later, Ao Tang turned into a white snake and spit out the green python's corpse. Chiyuzi, who originally hated the taste of monster meat, fought with Gu Wen for the food because he had just experienced a great battle and a breakthrough.

Seeing the other person eating with relish, Gu Wen took out a bottle of vinegar he got from the town and handed it to Akabane, saying, "It will taste better with some soy sauce."

"is it?"

Akabane poured vinegar and continued to chew the snake meat. She didn't notice anything unusual. Instead, she smiled at Gu Wen and said, "Hehehe, it's pretty good."

Gu Wen frowned and said nothing more.

Akabane lost her sense of taste, but her strength has been improved. Perhaps if she gets all the earth core crystals, she will have the strength comparable to that of a demigod.

The next day, everyone left the cave, and when one foot landed on the ground, a dazzling firelight fell from the dome.

In an instant, Akabanezi transformed into a golden man and shattered the fireball. Under the flames in the sky, a firebird appeared with a wingspan of a thousand meters. The temperature in the area of ​​dozens of miles suddenly rose.

The leaves shrank and the dead leaves on the woodland floor caught fire.

The long-dormant True Fire in Gu Wen's body began to stir, his arm became hot, and the wound that had not yet fully healed opened again.

The Demon Saint of Angri.

(End of this chapter)