Chapter 16 Zisui or Top Grade?

Hu Ma had just been immersed in the panic of defeating Zhou Family's Fourth Miss, who cultivated life-preserving techniques, and swallowing so many evil ghosts.

He clearly felt as if there were many things in his body that he hadn't digested, and they were causing trouble from time to time, but when he heard Longjing Senior's words, he was slightly shocked. He hurriedly looked towards the big pot and saw that it was actually empty...

Because there were no real objects inside, at most, there was only a constantly changing mass of purple Qi.

Clearly, the purple Qi was an intangible thing, but it gave people a sense of stickiness and heaviness. As soon as one approached, illusions arose.

The feeling was unspeakably strange. In the Yin realm, everything was light and飘飘 (piāo piāo - floating), but this wisp of purple Qi gave people the feeling that it was heavier than a mountain in the Yang world.

"You saw it when you fought with the Zhou family, right?"

Longjing Senior also looked into the big pot and slowly said, "The Ten Surnames' abilities are indeed great."

"Compared to twenty years ago, they have made rapid progress."

"They inherited everything in this world and are diligent enough to turn the abilities of all sects into their own."

"If you hadn't learned the Old Lord Eyebrow's techniques, but had taken the path of *shousui* (守岁 - guarding the year) like ordinary people, you can imagine that you would have almost no chance of standing on the same threshold as the Zhou family. Your greatest achievement would only be to become a Zhou family slave, earning their appreciation."

"This is the height of the Ten Surnames. They have taken everything and are constantly expanding!"

"The other nine surnames may be different from the Zhou family, but they are generally the same. Their high status is not for nothing. They stole the things of the world to stand so high."

"..."

As he spoke, he gently reached out and stroked the edge of the pot, whispering, "The only ones who can break their prestige are the transmigrators, because no matter how big the world is, it has a top. As long as there is a top, the ambitions of these Ten Surnames cannot be accommodated."

"If they want to break this top, they can only become immortals."

"And we transmigrators are originally gods descending to the mortal world, destined to suppress these Ten Surnames."

"..."

Hu Ma suppressed the emotions surging in his heart and the evil ghosts that were beginning to riot within his body, and whispered, "What do you mean by that?"

"If you borrow the Zisui (紫太岁 - Purple *Taisui*), you can understand what I'm saying."

Longjing Senior looked down at the faint, swaying purple Qi in the pot and whispered, "The Ten Surnames occupied all the Zisui in the world after we lost that battle twenty years ago, and the National Teacher hid."

"Unfortunately, although it fell into their hands, they have never been able to find the right method. Either it's a superficial change, or they use this thing to refine themselves into evil things..."

"Although we are regarded as evil, in fact, only we know how to use Zisui best."

"Because..."

He slowly opened his mouth, a hint of emotion seeming to appear on his face, "Zisui is the incense of our natal spirit temples."

"What?"

Hu Ma was greatly shocked, but deep down, he didn't find it so strange.

This news was naturally unexpected for him, who had been avoiding Zisui all along, but on closer thought, it seemed that it should be so.

"Yes, yes..."

Before Longjing Senior could answer, he continued, "I have seen the Meng family's ancestor, and I have also seen some so-called immortals who have actually only become evil and strange things. I even once regarded this Zisui as the most filthy thing."

"But, but the only person I have ever seen who came into contact with Zisui without anything happening was a transmigrator brother..."

"...He even used Zisui to make his natal spirit temple more solid."

"..."

As he was saying this, he was slightly excited, but the expression on Longjing Senior's face suddenly became a little strange: "Strengthened... Strengthened?"

"Yes..."

Hu Ma, who was in the midst of excitement, was slightly stunned and looked at Longjing Senior, "Is that not right?"

Longjing Senior looked at him, clearly a little helpless. Maybe it was just an illusion, but Hu Ma saw him seem to roll his eyes...

"Is it right to use gold to pave a toilet?"

He replied unhappily, and Longjing Senior said lightly, "Zisui should be used to refine your *daoxing* (道行 - cultivation)!"

"Refine your fate!"

"The correct usage is to sit high in your natal spirit temple, enjoying the nourishment of the purple Qi. The more purple Qi you enjoy, the greater the changes in your natal spirit temple, starting with your fate incense. When your fate incense is stained with purple Qi and turns purple, use it to cast your golden body."

"Now, let's not talk about how your golden body will be cast, but just say, when all three pillars of your fate incense have turned purple, what will happen to your abilities?"

"..."

"Ah yeah..."

Longjing Senior's light narration was like a roar, striking Hu Ma's mind.

Enjoying the purple Qi, refining fate incense, achieving a golden body...

He couldn't even imagine what such a world-shaking change would be like for a long time before he showed a bitter expression and said, "Senior, what you said is really amazing, but, but we haven't even seen this thing, we really don't know how..."

"If you can eat, you should know how!"

Longjing Senior frowned, looking helpless, "No, who is this big brain that you said used Zisui to strengthen his natal spirit temple?"

"You haven't seen Zisui, but you should have seen white, cyan, red, and gold, right? Didn't he try to refine it into his divine soul? Once it's refined into the divine soul, the first thing Zisui should affect is your fate incense. This is simply a natural ability, but he actually..."

"..."

"This really can't be blamed on that old brother..."

Hu Ma was made a little timid by his unhappy energy and said in a low voice, "It's really that this thing is too rare. It seems almost impossible to find in the Yang world, and even if there is, it's all occupied by the Ten Surnames. Few people have even heard of it, and even fewer have the opportunity to try."

Longjing Senior was bored and shook his head, saying, "No wonder an *rufu* (入府 - one who has entered the underworld) was sent to kill me."

"It seems that there are not many who have crossed the bridge among the transmigrators of your generation."

"..."

"Huh?"

Hu Ma was stunned for a moment and said, "How do you know that?"

"Zisui is invisible in the Yang world because Zisui in the mortal world is transformed from all things in the world. It is the weight of heaven and earth."

Longjing Senior said lightly, "Only by reaching the Yin realm can you glimpse its specific shadow, and if you want to find this thing, you can only cross the bridge."

"The abilities that mortals learn in the Yang world reach their peak when they enter the underworld, and only by crossing the bridge can you enter the Yin realm. The farther you walk on the bridge, the easier it is to come into contact with Zisui. If there are not many transmigrators who understand Zisui, it only means that there are few who have crossed the bridge."

"These past few years..."

As he spoke, his brows furrowed tightly, seemingly getting angrier and angrier, wanting to curse.

But fortunately, he finally restrained himself, not cursing directly like Da Hongpao, but sighing helplessly, "Never mind, it's all because we didn't do things beautifully those twenty years, scaring you..."

"This... Senior doesn't have to blame yourself..."

Hu Ma reluctantly persuaded, but the feeling of expansion and oppression in his body was almost unbearable.

He subconsciously raised his hand and saw faint human facial features vaguely appearing on his arm, which was extremely strange.

His heart couldn't help but be shocked, and he suddenly understood that this was the thing he had swallowed when he had just transformed his Dharma idol. Now, this thing was wreaking havoc in his body.

"You have been stained with the karma of others, and the weight is too heavy. You can't hold on anymore."

Longjing Senior glanced at him, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, sighed lightly, and said, "But with Zisui here, there's no need to worry. Now is just the right opportunity for you to take the method of this Zisui out for others!"

As he spoke, he walked a few steps around the big pot and came to face Hu Ma.

Suddenly, he flicked his sleeve, stirring up a wisp of purple Qi, which flew straight towards Hu Ma's face, and at the same time, he said lightly, "Exercise your *gong* (功 - skill), enter the soul!"

Hu Ma saw it and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

He also knew that although Longjing Senior spoke slowly, that was his style, but now was the critical moment. Perhaps the Meng Family's Great Lord and the Zhao Family's Third Lord would return soon.

Moreover, the other things he had just swallowed were okay, but the Zhou Family's Fourth Miss's Dharma Idol Jade Bottle was really too much. It seemed to be tearing his divine soul from the inside out, and the longer he dragged it out, the more dangerous it would be.

If someone else were to teach him the method of refining Zisui like this, he would have to test it a little and struggle a little more.

But Longjing Senior's words as a fellow transmigrator...

In that instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he suddenly formed a hand seal, slightly closed his eyes, and allowed the Zisui to approach.

There always had to be a moment when he needed to make a decision in a very short time. This was of course a gamble for himself, but he felt that it was appropriate to bet this risk on a transmigrator.

In an instant, he felt as if a mountain had crashed into him. He only felt that the indescribable majestic power was suddenly applied to his divine soul. Not only were the abnormal movements in his body suppressed in an instant,

Even his body was about to be torn apart and turned into fragments, but he also kept Longjing Senior's words in mind and immediately began to exercise his *gong*, guiding the purple Qi into his body.

"I am an immortal in this temple, fallen into the mortal world, free and unfettered, seeking peace of mind without attachment."

"..."

At the same time, during the refining process, Longjing Senior's voice rang out beside him, walking around him, gently touching all the major acupoints on Hu Ma's body, reminding Hu Ma step by step to exercise his *gong* and refine, which seemed to be a hundred times faster in an instant, and the purple Qi roared into his body.

In that moment, Hu Ma seemed to be in a trance. His divine soul settled, and he had already sunk into his natal spirit temple.

He saw the dark red mist floating around his natal spirit temple, which had now begun to be dyed purple.

And wisps of purple Qi surged, and even the fate incense in the incense burner on the incense table began to be stained with purple Qi.