Gou Zai Liang Jie as a Human Gu

From the very beginning of the exorcism, Qiu Niang harbored the intention of discarding the help she had gained.

Not only did they cross the river and then destroy the bridge, but they also killed Qian Manhe, seized his property, and used it to cover the deficit in the accounts of Qunyu Pavilion.

Furthermore, after discovering that Lin Mo was different from other corpse puppets, she developed the intention to exploit him for her own personal gain.

"Such a talented person, it would be a waste not to make good use of him."

With a gentle smile on her lips, Qiu Niang swayed her slender waist, her skirt, slit up to her thighs, rustling as she entered the courtyard where Lin Mo was.

Lin Mo remained seated on the roof ridge, his five hearts facing the sky, absorbing evil energy into his body, and immersing himself in arduous cultivation, forgetting himself and the world around him.

Inside the courtyard, Xuanqing Daotong frowned, anxiously looking up at the scene.

They noticed someone entering the courtyard.

He quickly averted his gaze, then happily boasted, "Master, you've finally arrived! This disciple discovered something unusual about this [medicine gourd], and specifically sent my junior brother to inform you... Miss Qiu, is that you? Where is my master?"

Xuan Qing glanced behind Qiu Niang, but saw no one else. His gaze couldn't help but fall on her skirt. With Qiu Niang's charming gait, the white skirt dazzled him.

"Gurgle!"

Xuanqing couldn't help but swallow.

Qiu Niang came to Xuan Qing's side, her slender fingers tracing across his chest: "Your master is having a wonderful time, like a god. Don't just stand around, come along."

Xuan Qing's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes filled with envy, and the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

A muffled thud.

Qiu Niang's finger struck Xuan Qing's heart. The skin and flesh were not broken, but the force penetrated to the bone and directly punctured his heart.

Xuan Qing couldn't even groan before his body went limp and he died with his eyes wide open.

He couldn't understand why the beauty would kill him when he had no grudge against her.

"Fool! With aptitude like that, you're not even qualified to create a corpse puppet."

Qiu Niang glanced at it disdainfully, took out a corpse-dissolving talisman, and dismembered the corpse.

She raised her head, held the round fan above her head, and faced the bright light. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, focusing her gaze, which flickered as she looked at Lin Mo, who was cultivating in seclusion on the roof.

From his skin to his bones, everything was transparent, revealing him clearly.

"That old scoundrel Qian Manhe, he's been stingy his whole life, painstakingly planning everything, all for the sake of refining the corpse puppet [Medicine Gourd]... Hmph! He just invited you to cleanse some evil spirits and thought he could get rid of the building's debts? Dream on."

"All your possessions will ultimately just go to me for nothing. I just don't know this person's background. His skin is rough and muscular... yet he walks the mundane path of martial arts!"

That's strange.

Qiu Niang originally thought that Lin Mo, who had been turned into a corpse puppet, could still retain his consciousness, so he must have been sent by a spy from the immortal sect.

But now, upon closer inspection, I realize that I may have been overthinking things.

Lin Mo clearly practices martial arts.

Warriors are crude and vulgar, and their cultivation is extremely slow to show results.

There are no immortal cultivators practicing second-rate martial arts.

Those who cultivate in grotto-heavens rely on spiritual objects to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in order to cultivate.

There's no future in martial arts; nothing progresses as rapidly as cultivating spiritual power.

"No, this kid has learned martial arts, but he also has spiritual energy within him now."

The more Qiu Niang looked at her, the more interesting she seemed.

"Oh... I understand. They must have realized that martial arts had no future, so they used the pretext of offering up their talents to infiltrate the immortal sects, using their bodies as tools to refine themselves into corpse puppets. They themselves are spiritual beings, and without the help of external forces, they can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate spiritual power."

Qiu Niang's eyes flickered, and a hint of appreciation appeared on her face: "To actually take an unconventional approach and enter the path of immortality in a unique way, you are quite clever. It's a pity that the corpse puppet [medicine gourd] is just a consumable for cutting down corpses. Entering the path with the body of a corpse puppet is ultimately a lower level. Without superior cultivation techniques, you will eventually be unable to transform into a spiritual body for cultivation."

"Without becoming a spiritual body, the path to immortality is ultimately like trying to catch the moon's reflection in the water."

Qiu Niang acknowledged Lin Mo's intelligence, but then denied his achievements.

In her view, Lin Mo's efforts were ultimately in vain.

"How did this kid retain his consciousness after being turned into a corpse puppet? Or did he simply reawaken a sliver of his spiritual awareness?"

Qiu Niang frowned slightly, considered for a moment, and made a decision: "We'll find out once we try."

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Niang patted the purse at her waist, and a golden jade slip flew out of the storage bag, its contents shimmering with light and displaying extraordinary grandeur.

[Grand Ceremony of the Golden Body of the Arhat of Asura Desire Bones]

This scripture was obtained by the young lady in the pavilion from a cultivator who had died during a period of tribulation. However, the cultivator did not obtain this scripture through legitimate means. Instead, he conspired with others to besiege a disciple of the Jade Buddha Sect and eventually ambushed and killed his companion to seize the scripture. Although it is an incomplete copy, it is still extremely precious.

Upon seeing this, Qiu Niang frowned, her face filled with disgust.

There's no other reason than that this bald monk's technique is all about taking advantage of others.

She cultivated a bewitching spirit body, transformed from the spiritual object [Red Candle Hairpin]. She possessed countless charms and was most adept at arousing desire. Any ordinary cultivator who saw her would have their combat power greatly reduced and would obediently fall at her feet.

But when the bald monk saw her, his eyes widened, his mouth watered, and his lust surged. As if injected with chicken blood, his strength increased rather than decreased, and it could even help him cultivate.

When they fight, the bald monk spouts righteousness and morality, urging people to do good, yet the things he does are worse than those of a beast.

Just thinking about it makes one's teeth itch with hatred.

"You bald monk, all you know how to do is use others as whetstones."

Looking at the jade slip in her hand, Qiu Niang cursed angrily.

"Let's use this. If your consciousness is intact, I don't believe you wouldn't want to cultivate this superior technique to transform your spiritual body."

"Hmph! It's a pity you won't achieve anything great without incense offerings."

"Hehe, no matter what your previous identity was, with this skill, you can't escape being a spy for the Jade Buddha Sect. The steward will be very happy to know that I caught the spy, and your performance evaluation this year will be fine."

Qiu Niang's lips curled into a shrewd and calculating smile as she made hand seals and chanted incantations, her sword technique activating the profound scriptures within the jade slip.

Golden, shimmering text floated in mid-air, intricate and profound.

Looking up at Lin Mo on the rooftop, Qiu Niang frowned slightly: "I have to be careful, lest we end up like the pimp from last time, leaving not even a corpse behind."

Qiu Niang made hand seals and calculated the direction.

"Winter waters are vast, and Ren (壬) falls into the land of fire!"

As soon as the incantation was uttered, a stream of spiritual energy shot out from her fingertips.

The next moment, a black divine light shone from the courtyard beneath their feet, floating above a crimson light. Intricate array patterns lit up, soaring into the sky, and finally revealing the image of a Xuanwu (Black Tortoise) with a tortoise and snake intertwined.

The entire Xuanwu tortoise shell transformed into a vast array of protective barriers, enveloping the entire Qunyu Pavilion. A green snake coiled around the tortoise shell, its scales clearly defined, its head looking down at Lin Mo from above, its golden vertical pupils gleaming with a chilling light.

At this moment, not even a fly could escape from the Jade Pavilion.

The same applies to the outside world. To outsiders, Qunyu Pavilion is like a turtle hiding its head in its shell, protected by a sturdy shell, making it impossible to easily break through and enter.

After completing all the protective measures, Qiu Niang nodded in satisfaction: "With the [Turtle Spirit Subduing Serpent Formation] protecting us, we are absolutely certain that everything will be safe."

"go!"

Qiu Niang guided the scriptures, surrounding Lin Mo.

"Namo Ratna Trayaya..."

The tranquil and melodious chanting of Buddhist scriptures echoed from the rooftop.

Lin Mo was cultivating, but he did not relax his perception of the outside world for even a moment.

After all, being in enemy territory, if you don't take some precautions, you won't even know how you died.

From Xuanmiao reporting to Qian Manhe, to Qiu Niang's arrival and killing of Xuanqing, and then to her incessant chatter and scheming.

Lin Mo saw everything clearly. To prevent Qiu Niang from discovering that her spiritual sense was spying on her, Lin Mo withdrew her spiritual sense as soon as she entered the courtyard and used a martial artist's hearing to eavesdrop.

Although a martial artist's hearing is not as sharp as that of a spiritual sense or supernatural abilities, they can still hear the chirping of insects and the flapping of their wings from several feet away.

He heard Qiu Niang's mutterings and all her schemes clearly.

"What a vicious woman!"

Lin Mo cursed inwardly.

"Go!"

With a chant from Qiu Niang in the courtyard, the scriptures gathered around Lin Mo were poured into Lin Mo's sea of ​​consciousness, forcibly imprinting all the scriptures onto his soul.

In this way, even if Lin Mo cleverly chooses not to cultivate, the deacon's soul-searching investigation will still determine that his origins are improper.

Lin Mo, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly felt his pupils dilate violently as pages of demonic scriptures surfaced in his mind.

Lin Mo couldn't avoid watching it even if he wanted to.

"Using the murderous aura of Asuras as its bones, and drawing upon the seven emotions and six desires of all beings as its fuel, it fuses the Asura's power to forge the golden body of an Arhat!"

[Grand Ceremony of the Golden Body of the Arhat of Asura Desire Bones]

"Demonic arts! Absolutely demonic arts!"