Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

"Young friend, what are your thoughts? Are you in any trouble?"

"Fortunately, the Great Ye Dynasty, the Sunset Royal Court, and the Void Sword Sect are the identified potential enemies."

"They will inevitably continue to send out pawns to infiltrate our world. Let them come. I want to see what kind of trouble they can stir up."

"Oh? So you're confident?"

"Ah."

The two figures blurred for a moment, disappeared into the cave, returned to the Trinity Gate, and began their conversation on the fourth floor of the Scripture Pavilion.

"The information that the martial artist surnamed Luo just inquired about has probably been known to many outsiders who are lying in wait. I cannot completely trust even the disciples and elders within the sect. People's hearts are unpredictable. I am worried that these disciples will be lured and won over by external forces and thus betray our side."

"Hehe, young friend, tell me, what should we do next?"

Xianhua stroked his beard and sighed, somewhat worried.

"The true words only need to be slightly restrained."

Jiang Mo picked up a cup of tea and took a small sip.

"The Sanyi Sect is alright, with only a few dozen disciples. I can control their innate Qi, and they are almost always available when I call them. But the Feixian Sect has five or six thousand people, spread throughout the country and overseas. If you want to control them simply and directly, the Mantra is the best method."

"Yes, among the sects nowadays, your Trinity Sect has the fewest members, so this time it's much less of a hassle."

Xianhua couldn't help but sigh and chuckle a few times. Often, the continuation of a sect depends on the 'quality' of its successors, rather than the 'quantity'.

"Just now, I saw that the warrior had the intention to win us over, but he kept it to himself and didn't say it outright. Young friend, in your opinion, if the imperial dynasty really tried to win us over, would you consider it?"

"No, I don't trust them."

Jiang Mo said softly, "These outsiders consider themselves superior. The moment they came into contact with my nephew, they had the idea of ​​searching his soul."

“They are arrogant, they are haughty, they look down on everyone, they think they are the butchers and we natives are nothing but fish on the chopping block.”

"Whether human or demon, they all harbor ill intentions..."

"Fortunately, I have some martial prowess. Otherwise, when the two worlds are connected one day, who knows what these wolves and wolves would do to this world for their so-called treasures? Turning it into ruins would be the least of our worries. Hundreds of millions of living beings would either be enslaved or treated as food. To be on equal footing? Absolutely impossible. Even living at their mercy would be an unattainable dream."

Hearing Jiang Mo's words, Xuan Hua vaguely sensed a clear anger. He was extremely surprised, as it was the first time he had seen this junior have such emotional fluctuations.

"Young friend, your emotions are in turmoil. What is the reason for this?"

Xianhua meditates in the Flying Immortal Realm year-round, unlike Jiang Mo who travels the mortal world and witnesses the rise and fall of a century of history, so naturally he doesn't have any profound feelings about it.

He lowered his gaze to the teacup, where ripples gently spread across the still water. His thoughts drifted back to the early 20th century, and he murmured:

"I am used to planning ahead and to thinking about the worst-case scenario."

"I struggled to rise from the mud of the mundane world, and walked on thin ice all the way to where I am today. I have seen too much turmoil in the last turbulent century. There is nothing new under the sun. What people outside do is not much different from what people in this world do."

"For the past hundred years, I was still just an ordinary person, and I was willing but unable to do many things. But this past hundred years, and the hundreds or even thousands of years to come!"

"As long as I am here, the influence of the Great Ye Dynasty, the Sunset Royal Court, and the Void Sword Sect will not be able to reach in. Whoever tries, I will chop them down."

Jiang Mo said decisively, his eyes flashing with a hidden sharpness.

His conviction was unwavering. He was willing to give all living beings in this world a chance to compete freely and have their fates uncontrolled, but he was unwilling to let the forces outside the Heavenly Abyss prey on these mortals.

"Is there really no change whatsoever?"

Xianhua asked with a smile, "What if they offer you generous terms that you can't refuse, or what if their military strength is superior to yours?"

"will not."

“They are stronger than me militarily, so there is no need for negotiation. And I don’t need to negotiate either. I’m used to standing tall and I can’t bend down.”

Jiang Mo's answer flowed smoothly, without the slightest hesitation.

"Happy, happy!"

"Come, let's toast our young friend with tea instead of wine."

"Senior, please just say what you have to say. Why beat around the bush?"

Jiang Mo raised his cup, lightly clinked it against the old man's teacup, then casually brought it to his lips and drank it all in one gulp, a half-smile playing on his lips.

After learning about the origins of Feixian County and the existence of the Faith Body, he foresaw that external forces would engage in fierce competition and suppression against the Feixian Sect, all for the sake of acquiring that legendary Faith Body.

As an ally, Jiang Mo was still willing to help them to the best of his ability.

"Just say it?" Xianhua asked half-jokingly.

"Please—" Jiang Mo continued to pour tea.

"To be honest, the most core skill in the Flying Immortal Sect is the cultivation of the Faith Body. All disciples and elders in the sect practice it, but very few people can actually master it. There are two main reasons for this. First, one's cultivation level needs to reach the Quasi-Dao Lord realm, which is also one of the criteria for selecting the sect leader. Those who can master the Faith Body and are under 300 years old are qualified to become the sect leader. Second, it requires a massive amount of pure incense, which is not easy to collect."

Xuan Hua spoke slowly, not in a hurry at all, and patiently shared the secrets with Jiang Mo.

"Once a Faith Body is formed, it will never decay, just like a divine weapon forged and passed down through the ages. As long as the incense offerings are not exhausted, it will slowly recover. Over the generations, the Flying Immortal Sect has condensed quite a few Faith Bodies, all of which are slumbering in the Flying Immortal Forbidden Land."

"The cultivation of faith body is also divided into two major realms: tempering immortality and mastering truth."

"When the former is cultivated to perfection, the combat power of the faith body can be on par with the main body, without any flaws."

"Upon reaching the latter threshold, the benefit is... the ability to utilize the faith left behind by sages throughout history."

"There's this too, that's incredible." Jiang Mo was quite surprised and impressed that the Flying Immortal Sect could use such methods to pass on its power.

At the same time, he also had doubts. With a casual wave of his hand, true qi condensed into the scene of the battle in his memory. It was the huge body of the Flying Immortal Master when he was surrounded and hunted by several Masters in the Hengduan Mountains. His whole body was pure white and untouched by dust.

"Is this the embodiment of Senior Ling Chuan's faith?"

"No."

The old man smiled wryly and explained, "That is his soul. The path he took is not quite the same as the Flying Immortal Sect's. Although he also has a faith body, his level is just average. Young friend, watch closely, this old man also has a faith body."

As soon as he finished speaking, golden ripples gently spread through the void inside the pavilion.

In an instant, a figure shrouded in golden light appeared, standing quietly beside the old man. It was lifelike and composed of countless incense sticks, containing power several times stronger than that of the aged Xianhua, clearly representing his most powerful moment.

"Look, this is the body of faith. It has no independent thought or life, but is a weapon forged day and night by one's own will and the power of incense."

"Senior, you were indeed incredibly dashing in your youth."

Jiang Mo carefully examined the old man's faith.

He was 1.9 meters tall, with a handsome face, snow-white skin, and star-like eyes. His long, dark hair swayed gently in the wind.

His strong and upright body was covered with a set of white jade demon-slaying battle armor, and a three-foot-long sword was tied at his waist. His fierce aura was contained within his body, as magnificent as a bottomless ocean.

With just one glance, Jiang Mo's gaze pierced through this body of faith from the outside in. Countless runes and tiny arrays were densely packed between the internal organs, bones, and flesh, showcasing the power of incense to its fullest extent.

Moreover, his spiritual platform was terrifyingly pure, without the slightest distortion or impurity. Putting aside the sustainability of his life force, his combat power was even more terrifying than some Masters.

Chapter 509 Obtaining the Twelve Techniques of Flying Immortal

"You flatter me, you flatter me. Compared to you, young friend, I am far inferior. I am merely showing off my limited skills before an expert."

Xianhua stroked his beard and smiled modestly. When he cultivated this body of faith and brought it to its peak, he was already over five hundred years old. Compared to Jiang Mo's achievements in cultivation, he was naturally inferior.

This is the true foundation of the Flying Immortal Sect. Including this faith body, the faith body of the Flying Immortal Master, and the faith bodies of all the Masters and Dao Lords throughout history, Jiang Mo estimated that there are at least twenty more faith bodies sleeping in the Flying Immortal Forbidden Land.

Those faith-bodied beings may not be able to compare with the actual living Masters, but with such a large number of them, it is no problem for them to firmly hold the top position among all factions.

"The strength of the faith body is related to the cultivator's cultivation level and the amount of incense collected, each accounting for about 50% of the influence."

"In the thousands of years of mortal life, it has been common for disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect to travel around, collect various kinds of incense offerings, or transform into heroes or gods to support the dynasty and the country."

The old man seemed to sense what Jiang Mo was thinking and smiled leisurely: "However, the number of faith bodies in the sect is not as many as you think, young friend. Many times, incense offerings are scarce, and it is not something we can create just because we want to. Throughout history, there have only been fifteen."

"Then, if I may be so bold as to ask, did your patriarch leave any instructions before his passing?"

Jiang Mo was curious. Logically speaking, the Flying Immortal Dao Lord and Flying Immortal Heavenly Venerable inside and outside the realm were the same person. If he had established a sect back then, whether he passed away peacefully or went to a distant place, he should have left behind a body of faith.

"without....."

The old man shook his head slightly and said with a wry smile:

"Back then, the population was pitifully small, not enough to gather the massive amount of incense needed to create a shrine of faith. The patriarch only pointed out a path for us descendants. Even when he was still in this world, he couldn't explore this path in depth."

"It wasn't until the following hundreds and thousands of years that the human race in the Central Plains gradually prospered and the population increased, that our third generation Master successfully cultivated the first body of faith."

"However, it's very crude. It doesn't even have a third of the combat power of that sage's true form, and it's not even as good as many of the secret techniques and supernatural abilities we usually cultivate. It's a thankless task."

"Later, a thousand years, two thousand years, three thousand years passed. More and more people came, we were on the right path, and the faith bodies we cultivated became stronger and stronger. The incense we had was barely enough. What truly determined the strength of our faith bodies was our own cultivation."

"So that's what happened."

Jiang Mo sighed slightly. Long ago, he learned of the existence of the Faith Body from some ancient books. Based on his faith in various parts of Kyushu in his early years, the Faith Body he cultivated was absolutely powerful and terrifying.

However, the reason he did not do so was that he did not have a specific cultivation method, nor was he absolutely certain that he could suppress and erase the independent consciousness after the faith body was formed. Even if his own soul and thoughts were injected into it, he could not fundamentally control this power.

As billions of faiths converge, countless human desires and emotions will gradually erode and pollute the purity of that fragmented soul over a long period of time. The consequence of this is that the faith body becomes less and less like the original body, and may even break free from the control of the original body.

"Young friend, are you interested in this technique? If you wish to learn it, I will teach it to you."

Xianhua spoke generously without hesitation. In fact, he was quite interested in seeing how high Jiang Mo's faith body could reach.

"Do you think I can succeed?" Jiang Mo asked rhetorically.

"of course."

"Hmm... allow me to do some calculations."

The old man, with a kind face and a smile, said that his thin right hand was gently calculating, and in less than a few seconds, he gave a definite result.

"About 93%."

"Huh? Such a high probability?"

"No, what I mean is that the faith body you cultivate will have 93% of your current combat power. The remaining power is because your faith is insufficient. Otherwise, you could still push it to its full potential."

"Is that so? To be honest, I'm a little tempted."

Jiang Mo chuckled a few times, then politely declined:

"But I don't want to ask anything of this world. Some of them hate me to the bone and fear me like a demon. Let's just leave it at that."

"Alright... I respect your opinion, young friend. We can talk about it when you're interested."

Xuan Hua put down her teacup, and the young man beside her began to slowly dissipate, as if he had never existed, leaving no trace of his Qi.

"Speaking of which, once you reach the second level of the 'True Control' realm, is there a limit to the number of faith avatars you can control?"

"Yes, it can be achieved through four stages: first, foundation; second, mastery; third, perfection; and fourth, the ultimate."

"Even if there's a huge gap in strength between them, is that acceptable?"

When Jiang Mo asked again, he received a calm smile from the old man, followed by a gentle nod.

"Yes, that's why I wanted to trouble you, young friend. Although only a very small number of people within the Flying Immortal Sect know these secrets, I'm still worried that something unexpected might happen. If the suppression of the Heavenly Abyss World is completely dispelled in the future, I implore you, young friend, to escort my junior to Flying Immortal County to seize the Faith Body left by our ancestor. It would also be good for us to join forces and defend this world together."

"Can you represent him?"

Jiang Mo calmly met the old man's gaze. Here, "he" undoubtedly refers to the Flying Immortal Master. Even though Jiang Mo's cultivation was above his, he still couldn't completely see what this man was thinking.

"can."

As Xianhua spoke, she took out a yellowed manual and handed it to Jiang Mo. It was the cultivation method for the Faith Body.

"Admittedly, I am not him, and I cannot say with absolute certainty that he will not change after receiving the faith of the patriarch."

"If you are not at ease, young friend, you may take it yourself."

"Senior, are you really so comfortable entrusting that body of faith to me?"

Jiang Mo glanced at it briefly, neither taking the ancient book nor explicitly refusing it.

"rest assured."

Whether you get it or not, it's all the same to you. Isn't your greatest strength still yourself?

"Without your protection, Ling Chuan would have little chance of getting close to Fei Xian County. The top experts of the Imperial Dynasty would not allow someone with such a special identity to go to Fei Xian County."

"In their view, this is undoubtedly a possible motive to seize the faith body. Regardless of whether we have a specific method of refining it, they will definitely be extremely suspicious."

"The worst-case scenario is that we don't have it, and because of that, we are robbed and slaughtered."

"The best-case scenario is that we have it, and before they even realize it, we can awaken and take control, thus seizing a foothold in one fell swoop."

As Xuan Hua spoke, he grew increasingly troubled, his brows furrowing as he recounted, "The four great monarchs, the emperor, the imperial advisor... even the demon king and demon emperor of the Sunset Royal Court, as well as the people of the Void Sword Sect, could all potentially interfere."

"It's not that I don't trust Ling Chuan, but under so much pressure, even if we mobilized the entire religion and used all our faith bodies, we still wouldn't be able to escort him to Feixian County."

"If there is anyone in the world who can do this, it is only you, my little friend."