Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

"Brother Ayou!" Shen Jue gripped Ayou's hands tightly, bowing his head as he said, "Please, I want to learn Maoshan Taoist arts!"

Ayou was stunned again. He was startled by Shen Jue's unconventional thinking and tried to pull his hand away from Shen Jue's grasp, but found that he couldn't do it at all.

How do you know I am a disciple of Maoshan?

"Taoist arts aren't easy to learn; you have to start from a young age to be useful. You're too old now; you should think about how to handle your affairs after death," Ayou said helplessly. He had already seen that Shen Jue was being targeted by a powerful evil spirit.

Even he was helpless against demons of this caliber.

The human world has long been like a ghost town, Ah You sighed in his heart.

"No, it's different, Brother Ayou," Shen Jue quickly said. "I have superhuman strength."

"He is a cultivation prodigy, one in a million."

Ayou smiled helplessly, but then saw Shen Jue take out bundle after bundle of cash from the black bag beside him.

So, half an hour later, at Ayou's home.

The Taoist priest Ayou handed Shen Jue a book of Maoshan calming mantras.

He wanted to refuse Shen Jue's request, but Shen Jue was offering too much.

"This Maoshan Tranquility Mantra is the foundation of Maoshan Taoism. As the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gradually dwindles, the magical power cultivated by us practitioners all comes from the billions of thoughts, emotions, and desires in the human world."

"If one is not proficient in the calming mantra, one cannot bear the distracting thoughts that arise from the formation of magical power. Nor can one wield magical power at will."

"Therefore, they will be unable to use Taoist magic, draw talismans, or set up altars."

Shen Jue stared at the Maoshan Tranquility Mantra in his hand, his heart burning with excitement. He had finally come into contact with the cultivation methods in this horror movie world.

After quickly reading the contents of the Maoshan Tranquility Mantra in his hand, Shen Jue immediately sat down cross-legged and, following the method in the Maoshan Tranquility Mantra, cleared his mind and built up an unchanging and stable mental state.

Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest Ayou sighed inwardly. In his view, Shen Jue's current behavior was like a drowning person trying to grab a non-existent lifeline.

As darkness fell, a circular array of yellow talismans was set up around Shen Jue, who sat cross-legged.

Taoist Ayou changed into a classic yellow Taoist robe, held an eight-sided copper coin sword, and wore a heart-shaking and soul-capturing bell at his waist. He focused intently on guarding Shen Jue's side.

"Brother Shen, once you entered this building, you were targeted by those two evil spirits. They will surely attack tonight. I can only protect you tonight. Tomorrow morning, you should go to the inland capital, where there are many extraordinary people. Perhaps there is still hope for you."

Shen Jue did not answer; he was at a critical juncture.

"The profound light of the mind has descended for ten thousand years..." A low sigh came from Shen Jue's mouth. He opened his eyes, without sorrow or joy, his eyes revealing a chilling calmness.

Just like the permafrost buried deep in the Arctic for thousands of years.

Just as the Taoist priest Ayou was wondering what was going on, he saw Shen Jue close his eyes and inhale. The smoke from the incense burning in the room immediately flowed into Shen Jue's brow like a wisp of smoke.

The smoke hit Shen Jue's brow, but it startled the Taoist Ayou.

"This...this...this is the first level of the Maoshan Meditation Mantra - Concentration of the Spirit. How could you possibly have mastered it in just one day?" The Taoist Ayou couldn't hold back any longer.

It's important to know that Ah You had been practicing the Maoshan Mind-Stabilizing Mantra since childhood, spending over a decade barely managing to suppress his distracting thoughts and achieve a state of mental focus before he could absorb the external distractions residing in the incense offerings to gain magical power.

Shen Jue, on the other hand, only sat in meditation for a day and then cultivated a state of mental focus.

"Brother Ayou, I've told you before, I'm a cultivation prodigy, one in ten thousand." After Shen Jue achieved the Mind-Concentrating Realm, he felt great, his mind was clear, and he could clearly perceive the random thoughts that arose in his mind from time to time.

It can also help you clear your mind and eliminate distracting thoughts.

The distracting thoughts and ideas that were attached to the incense were cultivated by Shen Jue into a trace of magical power, which existed in his spirit.

With his talent multiplied by 300, coupled with the many worldly distractions in Shen Jue's memories from the world of Death, Shen Jue was able to master the first level of the Maoshan Heart-Stabilizing Mantra in a short period of time, laying the foundation for becoming a cultivator.

"The first level of mental concentration requires cleansing the mind with all kinds of distracting thoughts in the mortal world, and with strong focus and concentration, in order to cultivate this state of mind that can perceive and capture thoughts to generate magical power."

The Taoist priest Ayou continued, "Mr. Shen, I don't know how you did it, but I'll explain the common sense of the cultivation world to you."

After all, Shen Jue's performance really shocked the Taoist Ayou, who had never seen someone with such high talent.

If Shen Jue grows up, this monstrous world might truly be swept away, and a new world can be created.

"For example, extremely yang exorcising items such as black dog blood and glutinous rice have very little effect on evil spirits and fierce ghosts. Only when infused with magical power can they pose even the slightest threat to them."

"The talismans and magic of my Maoshan sect are all created to kill evil spirits and eradicate the wicked," Ayou said solemnly. "Shen Jue, the Maoshan lineage has been lost."

"Now, I am willing to give everything to escort you to the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain. Even if it is a powerful evil spirit of the rule system, the Celestial Masters and the righteousness of the people will be able to protect you."

"There's no need to go to such trouble." Shen Jue shook his head and smiled, as he mobilized a wisp of his cultivated magic power and concentrated it on his fist.

"I feel incredibly strong right now."

The wisps of magical power gathered on Shen Jue's fist caused the Taoist Ayou to immediately close his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

What did the Taoist priest Ayou see?

That wisp of Shen Jue's magical power shone almost like the sun!

The purity of his magical power is hundreds of times that of an ordinary cultivator!

That incredibly pure magical power! It made the Taoist priest Ayou, who could see the power, feel as if he were in close proximity to the sun!

"By the Three Pure Ones above!" the Taoist priest Ayou cried, "Could you be the Sun Emperor descended to earth?!"

The Taoist priest Ayou trembled violently, his hand holding the Eight-Sided Copper Coin Sword shaking.

The Soul-Snatching Bell shook continuously, emitting a clear and melodious sound.

The Maoshan Tranquility Mantra is the foundational mantra of the Maoshan School in modern times.

It is the source of the Maoshan series of Taoist magic. At the same time, the magic power obtained after cultivating the Maoshan Tranquility Mantra carries a slight yang attribute, which can strengthen a person's spirit and body.

Even if one cultivates the Maoshan Tranquility Mantra to the highest level, the third level, it can only guarantee that the practitioner will live to a ripe old age without illness or disaster.

But Shen Jue is different.

The magical power that was absorbed from the seven emotions, six desires, and distracting thoughts was as dazzling as the sun in the eyes of cultivators and evil spirits.

If a magical artifact imbued with such solar power strikes an evil spirit.

That evil ghost...

Thinking of this, the Taoist priest Ayou forced himself to take a deep breath and calm down.

A pool of grayish-black water slowly soaked the doorway.

A chilly wind blew up from the closed room.

Shen Jue heard a jumble of whispers.

The talismans surrounding Shen Jue spontaneously combusted without wind.

The ashes from the burning talisman made Shen Jue and the Taoist priest Ayou squint.

night, deeper.