Chapter 8 Trap

Chapter 8 Trap

Chapter 8 Trap
He slowly retracted his feet into the shadows, then calmly walked back to his mat, sat down, covered himself with an opened sack, and pretended to sleep, as he always did after completing his training.

That's right, that bamboo fragrance, the bamboo fragrance from the paper man he had gotten rid of, came from Zhao Xi. Before entering Guang Chanzi's "Fa Zhen Zhong" realm, he couldn't smell this smell because it was too faint, and also because Zhao Xi had been refining pills these days!
Zhao Xi, are you a human?
He took a slow breath, letting the Qi emanate from his body. After reaching the stage of true cultivation, his internal organs were already showing signs of failing, and more blood and essence began to nourish his skin and flesh, which in turn made his heart beat less quickly and he was not as nervous anymore.

He began to slowly recall every detail of his experiences during these days.

When I first met Zhao Xi, she had blood on her body and smelled of blood. Afterwards, she wiped the blood off her body, but at that time, there was a lot of odor in the room, and there was nothing unusual... Then I couldn't stand the mess here, so I cleaned it up with her. But after cleaning, Zhao Xi started to make march pills every day until today.

All of this makes sense, but what if it means that she was deliberately trying to hide the smell of bamboo paper? Did she realize that she was relying on smell and sound to locate herself down there?
If Zhao Xi is also a paper figure, then she was also created by Zhao Kui using paper puppetry? Where is the real Zhao Kui?

Li Wuxiang was sure that the Zhao Kui who died before was indeed a flesh-and-blood person. When he arrived at the second floor, he was afraid that Zhao Kui was not dead yet, so he used the knife to pull down the wound again. Although it was stuck on the ribs, it also opened a long cut. When throwing away the body, he used the knife to expand the wound a little bit until he could see the internal organs inside. He was afraid that the dead one was a substitute...

Wait...organs?
Zhao Xi said that Zhao Kui was a Qi-refining practitioner who was about to form a pill. If he was practicing this Guang Chan Zi, then he had already reached the realm of "Jiu Gong Jie" and was about to achieve "Pi Jin Xia".

It is said in Guang Chanzi that when one reaches the realm of understanding the Nine Palaces, the internal organs will become exhausted and withered, gradually becoming as if dried by the wind...but Zhao Kui's organs are no different from those of ordinary people!

So he didn't edit Guang Chan Zi? Then this Guang Chan Zi...

It was specially left for myself to practice.

Li Wuxiang let out a light breath, cleared his mind for a very short moment, then put aside all distracting thoughts and concentrated on recalling the practice methods in Guang Chanzi.

That's right, this method itself should be fine. Li Wuxiang had never seen other cultivation methods, but this method itself was logically consistent and did bring him considerable benefits - if he hadn't reached the realm of true seed and his five senses were more acute, he wouldn't be able to smell the very faint bamboo fragrance on Zhao Xi's body.

So, there is something wrong with the results achieved by the practice?

It can indeed cause organ failure, but it can also greatly increase one's strength, and one can even stop eating and drinking. This is an evil technique, but...

But there were too many clues. If he was asked to make up a story using these clues - paper puppets, skin bags, dead people, and the "emperor", he would be sure to tell it brilliantly. However, this matter involved life and death, and he could not be sure of any inference or conjecture...

A thought, or some kind of impression, flashed through his mind quickly and then disappeared quickly. Li Wuxiang tried to grasp that thought, but it was like a person trying to remember something he remembered a long time ago. The harder he tried, the harder it was to grasp.

Who was I before? What did I know?!

Li Wuxiang forced himself to regulate his breathing several times, emptying his mind, and trying to enter a state similar to meditation, hoping to regain the fleeting thought in the process. However, after a long time, he could not remember the thought just now, as if his memory was an ocean, and something just jumped out from the deep bottom of the water, but sank again.

He frowned and was about to reach out and grab the dagger that had been hidden under the sack, when he suddenly felt a palpitation.

Then, he felt his whole body suddenly trance, as if his brows were grasped by an invisible force. Then, he felt a breath, as if it existed in a very high and far distance, or perhaps neither of these two words was enough to describe it.

It was like the palpitation one feels when facing a vast, deep body of water, not knowing what is hidden underneath, or the oppressive feeling one feels when standing under a towering, majestic mountain, not knowing when it will collapse. However, neither of these two feelings made Li Wuxiang feel afraid. On the contrary, in this grand and empty atmosphere, he also sensed some subtle eagerness and desire.

His breath paused briefly, and then the feeling was gone. But something else remained, a certainty.

He didn't know what Zhao Kui's purpose was in bringing 101 children into the cave and asking them to play the role of the emperor and officials, nor did he know what connection it had with his current situation. But now, an extremely certain concept appeared in his mind, as if it was fished out from the depths of his memory by the power just now -

To cultivate Guang Chanzi to the realm of "covered in golden clouds" is almost equivalent to turning himself into a human skin with consciousness.

What is the difference between human skin and cardboard?
Zhao Kui wanted me to use Guang Chanzi to transform me into a human skin puppet for his soul to possess!
This thought startled Li Wuxiang, but he forced himself to calm down and hold on to this extremely clear consciousness in his mind and continue thinking, fearing that it would suddenly dissipate -

Possessing a body... Possessing a body, it is not an easy task. Although the body and soul of a person are two relatively independent things, their connection is also unusually close. For an ordinary person, the body and soul are one, and the heart is the master of the body, commanding the body and soul, and having supreme authority over the body. Even the gods cannot possess a person's body if his mind is sound.

After practicing Guang Chanzi, the five internal organs withered and the Nine Palaces became empty. The five internal organs gods residing in the five internal organs then perished, and the gods in the hundreds of joints of the Niwan also disappeared. At this time, it would be easy to take over another body.

But possessing a body is also extremely dangerous for the person who wants to possess it. The human spirit is extremely fragile after leaving the body, and needs to be protected by various means to ensure safety, so it is necessary to have a body to possess -

His thoughts came to an abrupt halt, like a person who was suddenly interrupted while concentrating on thinking, and after he came to his senses, he could no longer continue.

Li Wuxiang tensed his body and could no longer remain calm, partly because of his extremely dangerous situation and partly because of the memory itself.

These days he has been confused about his origins. He is sure that he came from another world, and he has all the common sense and memory of that world. But on the other hand, he seems to have a certain understanding of this world - after coming into contact with the Fuyuan Baosheng Pill and the Taoist book, he knows what these are.

Apart from these common sense, his self-awareness was a mess, and he couldn't even remember his name or his age. But now he realized that there might be such a possibility -

The external evil that Zhao Kui talked about really exists.

It came into the body of "Li Wuxiang" together with itself, but for some reason, it took the dominant position in the body.

Those chaotic, hidden memories deep in my mind that occasionally popped up like fleeting glimpses were the memories of the external evil... and the terrifying, empty aura that I had just felt when I was in a trance was the external evil that I had inadvertently awakened, and so I had obtained the extremely clear memory and concept from it!
He remembered what Zhao Xi had said - at first, the external evil would even help people practice, but it would eventually drive people crazy... Does "going crazy" mean that the external evil would completely take away control of the body?
What exactly is exogenous evil?
At this time, he heard the sound of Zhao Xi waking up, yawning, and getting up from bed. She walked to the side of the screen and stuck out half of her face. This half of her face was illuminated by the light of the eternal lamp, which made her look three-dimensional and gentle, covering up all the original flaws in her appearance: "Are you asleep? I heard you panting just now."

Li Wuxiang raised his eyelids: "It would be troublesome if I didn't breathe - I just had a dream. Do you want to add more fuel?"

"Yeah." Zhao Xi nodded, yawned again while tying his belt, "Zhao Kui said there is a faster way to refine the medicine, but he didn't teach it to me, otherwise it would have been finished long ago. You go to sleep, I'll be done in a moment."

Li Wuxiang tilted his head and glanced at her: "It's a pity that he died."

Zhao Xi smiled and said, "It's better to die."

(End of this chapter)