Hei Fengshen's infinite deduction to become a saint

Li Changshou felt a chill run down his spine, and his attention suddenly focused on the pool of evil thoughts.

The face that appeared in the pool of evil was exactly the same as his, and it seemed to possess complete intelligence, with a pair of evil eyes looking at him.

"What are you?"

The human face in the pool of evil thoughts smiled eerily, "I am you, the product of all your negativity combined with the pollution of the Heavenly Dao information of this world."

"Your resistance is useless. You will eventually be devoured by me. I am the real Li Changshou."

Li Changshou's face was extremely pale; this bizarre change was completely unexpected.

The next instant, the sixth-grade golden lotus of incense and prayer power beneath the primordial spirit emitted rays of golden light, enveloping the pool of evil thoughts even more tightly.

The crimson radiance emanating from the calming lotus further protected his wisp of true spirit.

The eerie black face was suppressed by two forces and gradually sank into the pool of evil thoughts and disappeared.

But there was no fear on the other person's face, only excitement and malice.

Li Changshou could sense the other party's presence, and the other party would silently wait for an opportunity to make a move.

He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with contemplation, "The situation is more dangerous than I thought."

He poured one-tenth of his magical power into the Creation Jade Disc and issued another command.

"What exactly is in the Pool of Evil?"

The Jade Disc of Creation flickered slightly, and a wisp of information surged into his heart.

Pollution of personality.

When a cultivator steps into the Nascent Soul stage, they begin to come into initial contact with the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao is composed of three thousand unorthodox paths, and the information contained within them will pollute the cultivator's spirit, promote the growth of evil thoughts, and ultimately devour good thoughts. Then, they will complete the final transformation and become an orthodox cultivator of this world, becoming the lowest-level puppet under the control of the Heavenly Dao.

Once the erosion of evil thoughts is suppressed, the polluting information from the Heavenly Dao will merge with the evil thoughts, eventually forming a second kind of consciousness - the polluted personality.

It lurks within the primordial spirit and true soul. When the original body is injured or becomes more corrupted during a breakthrough, it will suddenly emerge and, with the help of external forces, devour the original body's personality and take its place.

In today's world, apart from those with innate great powers, 99% of cultivators have already been transformed by evil thoughts or devoured by evil personalities.

A polluted personality exists in dependence on the evil thoughts of the original body, and it will exist forever unless the evil thoughts of the original body cease to exist.

Furthermore, with each increase in the power of the original body, the power to corrupt the personality will also increase accordingly, making it more likely that the original consciousness will be devoured.

When Li Changshou saw this message, his face turned green; the situation was even more dangerous than he had imagined.

He exhaled a deep breath, "I underestimated the corruption of the Heavenly Dao. It can actually give birth to something like a second personality."

His expression shifted unpredictably. "Relying solely on witch blood can only provide a minimum guarantee. To completely suppress it, we must rely on the power of wishes and incense, a power that can be accumulated infinitely."

Feeling the flag of salvation in the sea of ​​consciousness, incense and vows will waft out every day, merging into the sixth-grade golden lotus of vows and incense.

"Next, we need to settle the matter of accumulating merit; that's our capital for turning things around."

Composing himself, Li Changshou suddenly transformed into a flying ant and flew towards Chaoge.

The closer Li Changshou got to Chaoge, the more solemn his expression became.

He could feel that the flow of magical power within his body was being suppressed, and his supernatural abilities and spells were being affected.

Having just consumed the Jade Disc of Creation twice, my mana is now down to 90%. I need to maintain my ever-changing supernatural powers to keep up with the increased mana consumption.

He increased his speed and flew faster, passing through the city gate in a short time and quietly sneaking into the city.

He came to a small alley, and his form changed back to human shape.

This time he transformed into an old man, dressed in tattered hemp clothing, much like the other Shang Dynasty people in the city.

The pressure on his body suddenly decreased dramatically. A thought struck Li Changshou: "Cultivators with witch blood flowing through their veins will experience a significant drop in their luck due to the suppression of human destiny and dragon energy."

"The suppression of other races will intensify."

With a thoughtful look in his eyes, Li Changshou began his exploration.

Chaoge was very large, stretching for ten miles in length and width, with the imperial palace occupying one-third of it.

Li Changshou stood not far from the palace, frowning as he looked up at the almost tangible aura of the golden dragon representing human destiny above the palace, and shook his head inwardly.

"No chance, there's no way we can sneak in."

He changed direction and set his sights on the area where many nobles lived in the city.

Soldiers patrolled the noble quarters at all times, and Li Changshou observed from the shadows.

These soldiers were all strong and healthy, had awakened their witch blood, and had practiced a rudimentary method of refining qi and blood essence.

Their weapons were unique, infused with special runes, and exuded a fierce and malevolent aura.

They were all wearing leather armor, which was covered with strange symbols. They seemed to resonate with each other, forming a special force field that suppressed cultivators of all levels.

Li Changshou became increasingly alarmed as he read on. "The Great Shang Dynasty is no ordinary dynasty."

"Even a Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't dare to run wild here; if they were surrounded, they would probably die."

"With such immense power, even the human race chooses to offer blood sacrifices. It seems the terror of the saints has penetrated to the bone."

With something on his mind, he soon toured the noble residences near the palace.

"It's difficult. All dwellings have ancestral spirits, and it's easy to be discovered if you sneak in. The only way is to become one of the people inside, which makes it easier to blend in."

Li Changshou thought to himself that he already had a plan.

His first target was the Huang family, the home of Wu Cheng Wang Huang Feihu.

However, at this time, King Wu Cheng was still a boy. His father was the head of the Huang family, but the family had not been granted the title of king.

After observing for half a day, Li Changshou identified a middle-aged man. When this man went out, the guards would nod to him and address him as Third Master, indicating that he was a member of the Huang family of high status.

Li Changshou quietly followed the other person, brushed past them at a corner, and absorbed a wisp of their aura.

He silently activated his ever-changing supernatural power, and in a shadowy place, he transformed into the other person's appearance.

He turned and headed towards the Huang family's house, arriving at their gate in just over ten breaths.

The Huang family's residence was surrounded by a bluestone wall, which was quite impressive even in this era.

Although it had not yet developed to the level of later generations with its intricate carvings of dragons and phoenixes, the difference between nobles and commoners was already evident.

When Li Changshou suddenly returned, the two guards simply greeted him respectfully as "Third Master" without asking any questions.

Li Changshou easily slipped into the Huang residence, where he was greeted by a spacious martial arts training ground.

The Huang family rose to prominence through martial arts, and at this moment, there were many young people practicing against each other in the training ground; they were all members of the Huang family.

Li Changshou glanced at it and then walked towards the inner courtyard.

He walked through the hall and into a corridor, where his gaze fell upon a slave who was cleaning the corridor.

He walked over and said coldly, "Take me to the storage room."

The slave looked up and saw his appearance, then quickly nodded, "Yes, Master."

He turned and began to lead the way. Li Changshou felt relieved; he had made the right bet. These slaves would only obey orders and would not ask questions.

They soon arrived at a secluded house, where a slave waited respectfully to the side.

Li Changshou waved his hand, "This is none of your business."

The slave respectfully withdrew.

Li Changshou stared at the tightly closed door, his eyes flashing slightly. Just as he was about to walk over and push the door open, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Third Uncle, what are you doing here!"