Chapter 16 Sacrificial Offering

Bang!

With a casual slap, the little fox was sent sprawling on the ground, unable to get up. Its three corpses were also frozen in place by Ji Xiang's power.

Immediately afterward, the Tai Xu Treasure Light appeared, spewing out a multitude of books as if from a Qiankun Sleeve.

One book, two books, three books, four books... Ji Xiang quickly scanned the White Lotus Sect's classics. The sudden appearance of the Tai Xu Treasure Light made Zhang Sanfeng wary.

Seeing the massive number of books falling from that inch of iridescent light, Zhang Sanfeng picked up two and flipped through them, immediately finding it strange. "Aren't these all books of the White Lotus Sect? Which county's White Lotus leader are you?"

Ji Xiang said, "Not exactly. Isn't Ying Tian the main altar of the White Lotus Sect? I just looted it."

Zhang Sanfeng's expression was odd, full of surprise. He tossed the classics back into the pile. "What do you want so many White Lotus Sect books for? These books have no logic. The scriptures are copied haphazardly from various sources... Look at this one! Its core is Buddhist scripture! Isn't this the *Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra of the Fundamental Vows*? How did it become something written by the Unborn Old Father?"

Ji Xiang's eyes lit up. He grabbed the book. "Right, right, right, these kinds of books are the most useful."

"You want to cultivate Buddhism?"

"Not exactly. I just want to replace these things."

Under Zhang Sanfeng's curious gaze, Ji Xiang gathered the useful books he had selected.

Three parts of the *Ksitigarbha Sutra*. One part of the *Diamond Sutra*. One part of the *Manjushri Bodhisattva Sutra*. Five parts of the *Guanyin Bodhisattva Sutra*.

Three parts of the *Leading King Bodhisattva Sutra*. One part of the *Ucchusma Vajrapani Sutra*. One part of the *Supreme Old Lord's Scripture of Emptiness and Nature*. Three books of the *Taiping Jing*.

These Buddhist and Daoist classics, constantly imbued with immense thoughts and wishes at the White Lotus Sect's main altar for many years, possessed great divine properties. Furthermore, they were their own annotated versions, making them unique and exceptionally "sacrificial."

There were also thirty original White Lotus Sect printed scriptures that could be used, such as the *Maitreya's Descent Sutra*, the *Lotus Sutra*, the *Great and Small Bright Kings' Advent Sutra*, and the *Three Yang Holy Scripture*.

Then, he reached out and swiped.

Ji Xiang spoke, "Under Heaven, there are no two paths."

"A sage has no divided heart."

Whoosh! The words on the massive amount of classics vanished rapidly! Ji Xiang held the *Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra*, watching the words on it twist and change. After disappearing, they were born out of nothing again. Finally, a large number of blank chapters remained, with only a strange line of text condensed on the first ten pages, gradually twisting and solidifying.

Bang! The book opened. By this time, the other White Lotus Sect classics that had been sacrificed had become empty yellow paper, without a single word on them. All the ink text had disappeared without a trace, along with the magical powers contained within, and the invisible and faint wishes of authorship.

Ji Xiang scanned the new scripture. It was a new technique that could restrain the transformations of a soul-molt.

The changes in the text of the classic finally solidified completely. As soon as it appeared, it emitted bursts of immortal light. The entire thatched house shone brilliantly, as if filled with gold and jade!

"*Ultimate Great Spiritual Knowledge Scripture*."

"Immortal Scripture, Upper Sixth Grade."

Ji Xiang carefully checked, confirming its level. This time, he sacrificed dozens of White Lotus Sect classics and obtained this treasured scripture. As soon as it was born, it was permeated with immortal light. If it weren't inside the thatched house, suppressed by two immortals, its radiance would have instantly attracted many people to come and peek.

Although it was a Sixth Grade Immortal Scripture, the manifested phenomena were terrifying. Ji Xiang estimated that this was because this time, he had created a complete Immortal Scripture, unlike the semi-finished Immortal Scriptures he had obtained before.

At the same time, an immense mundane calamity suddenly arose, seemingly appearing from the void. Swift and abrupt, giving no time to react, in the blink of an eye, it was already wrapped around Ji Xiang's head. The ominous nature was so intense that even Zhang Sanfeng, an outsider, could see that vivid, dripping blood-red color with a single glance. It was as if ghost blood had been poured over his head, immediately indicating that it was not a good thing.

"Three Corpse Gods, come out."

Ji Xiang's brow furrowed. The Three Corpse Gods, having just returned to his body and replenished their state, jumped out. Then, the three mindless fellows unhesitatingly slammed to their deaths on the hall!

Little Shen was startled, and Zhang Sanfeng was also stunned for a moment. Immediately afterward, they saw the dead Three Corpse Gods re-emerging under the gathering of incense, and Ji Xiang, looking at the state of the Three Corpse Gods and then looking up at the blood-red omen, took the Three Corpse Gods back into his body.

These astonishing changes made Zhang Sanfeng exclaim that this matter was divine!

"What exactly are you doing?"

Zhang Sanfeng was immensely curious about what Ji Xiang was doing. It seemed to exceed his understanding. Although he had some guesses, he couldn't be sure. Was he dissolving all the White Lotus Sect classics and then reassembling them into a new technique?

"You wouldn't be..."

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's guess, Ji Xiang gave an affirmative answer. With a wave of his hand, the collapsed wordless books were automatically swept up by the wind and stacked to one side.

"Almost, but it's not about dissolving the words, but 'sacrificing' these useful scriptures."

"Sacrifice?"

Zhang Sanfeng's white eyebrows furrowed tightly. Sacrifice was not a good word.

It sounded like a crooked path... Oh, the person in front of him was a Heavenly Devil, so never mind, it was definitely righteous law.

"Hey! This sacrifice is not that sacrifice. What I'm sacrificing is the doctrine of the scriptures. More accurately, 'smelting' is more appropriate. The object of the sacrifice is myself. All laws return to one, and then a completely new deduction is made from it. These useful classics are just the 'materials' I need to deduce a new technique."

"The more powerful the technique, the higher the level of materials needed for deduction. Of course, at the same time, this deduction is not without a price."

Ji Xiang raised his hand and pointed to the blood-red omen above his head. "This is called the Mundane Calamity, which can be seen as an enhancement of the Ten Demonic Trials and Nine Disasters. The higher the level of scripture deduced, the stronger the Mundane Calamity. And as far as I know, there is only a distinction between immortal and mortal scriptures in the world, and among immortal scriptures, there are seven grades..."

"A hundred laws converge, none exceeding the boundaries of the Three Teachings..."

Ji Xiang's words shocked Zhang Sanfeng. Could this kind of technique be...

"Is this an ability that all of you Heavenly Devils possess?"

"Or... is this... a characteristic of the Great Dao?"

Zhang Sanfeng's words were astonishing, and Ji Xiang was slightly surprised. "Worthy of being called Master, you even know about the characteristics of the Great Dao."

"Looks like Master also has one? Among the immortals hiding in the human world, is Master ranked first?"

He casually flattered him, and Zhang Sanfeng hummed twice. "There's no need to flatter me like that. After all, I, the Old Daoist, have also been conferred by the dynasty. It's normal to have the characteristics of the Great Dao! But yours is much more useful than mine! This is outrageous, creating scriptures and classics at will, only enduring some tribulations. You are a Heavenly Devil. Are you afraid of tribulations! Heaven and Earth are unfair!"

Ji Xiang said, "These characteristics of the Great Dao, are they innate or acquired? I thought it was my own creation, but it still needs a dynasty's conferment?"

Zhang Sanfeng said, "Dynasty conferment is just one source of the characteristics of the Great Dao. Not everyone has this honor. Look at those National Preceptors, concurrently holding the Three Dukes, those all have status and importance. How many National Preceptors are there in successive dynasties? Moreover, with more conferments, there is an infusion of national fortune, and the power of the Heavenly Dao accumulates little by little, naturally creating one. I was conferred several times during the Yuan dynasty. Two dynasties, seven or eight emperors continuously conferred titles upon me. Even if I were a pig spirit, I would still have cultivated to this level and be about to ascend to immortality."

"But these characteristics of the Great Dao are not what I intentionally sought. To be honest, those emperors, in order to promote a conferree who could be the face of the Daoist sect, forcibly added so many titles to me. Now, this characteristic is really not easy to use."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed deeply, seemingly as if obtaining his current characteristics of the Great Dao was a very bad thing.

Gu Yan "Many people in the past wanted to obtain the characteristics of the dynasty, but in my opinion, this thing is really a burden."

Ji Xiang understood that the old man was showing off.

"Master, let's get back to the topic."

Ji Xiang's expression turned serious as he prepared to cast a spell on the two who were in a coma.

"What Feng Xiucai and Fox Little Ten are suffering from is the Heavenly Net Disaster Curse, which comes from the Chaos Immortal. Master doesn't seem to know about it?"

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his messy, chicken-coop-like hair, his eyes revealing confusion. "Chaos Immortal? What is that thing? Never heard of it, never heard of it."

Zhang Sanfeng didn't know about the Chaos Immortal, and neither had King Lu mentioned this category of immortals.

Ji Xiang thought in his heart that this kind of immortal might be something that had only appeared recently. Combining this with Huo Jun writing scriptures and not yet adding a name, he could learn how to use them from the inner vision god tablets and cast them. From this matter, it seemed that a new method of becoming an immortal might have appeared, and it was related to the power of curses and strangeness.

The emergence of new things, breaking with tradition and welcoming the new, was certainly a good thing, but for those who had always cultivated traditional techniques, it was not a good thing.

Especially when this new thing also involved the power of curses and disasters.

"Heavenly Net... Could it be the Heavenly Net King?"

Ji Xiang murmured to himself, then acted, operating according to the curse-breaking method given by the new scripture.

The soul was undergoing a transformation, using the physical body as a "cocoon." Therefore, to stop this change, the soul must first be extracted from the body and separated.

Ji Xiang took out four talismans, touched them with his finger, and the four talismans flew to the distant wall and settled there.

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly said, "You've already learned it? Just from one look?"

Ji Xiang smiled nonchalantly. "Not exactly. Although I have a photographic memory, I don't have the ability to learn a technique instantly, but..."

He waved his hand, and a wordless heavenly book with only two pages appeared.

"The Eight Dragons Cloud Record Bright Light Heavenly Book, only needs to know the trick to cast the spell, and then write it on it, can skip the learning step, directly launch the finished magic."

"But the medium required is..."

Suddenly, a large amount of incense rose from Ji Xiang's body, then burned fiercely, and a wisp of Tai Xu Flying Xuan Qi appeared in the burning, and began to print on the Bright Light Heavenly Book!

The power of the law suddenly surged, like a big wave surging in the thatched house!

Zhang Sanfeng was surprised, and the Tongwei disciples outside the house all sensed the turbulent qi appearing in the ancestral thatched house!

The power of the law was so pervasive that it made it difficult for them to breathe, and the qi of incense was about to fill their chests. The green-robed Daoist Lian Buyun immediately told the other Daoists to disperse and go to the Tongwei backyard to avoid here, and then looked at the thatched house with great doubt.

Today, Junior Brother Ji returned, and everything was filled with a strange smell, even the master was the same.

Inside the thatched house, Ji Xiang followed closely and recited a brand new magic formula:

"Senluo's souls, follow the gods to and fro; dreams are hazy, traveling and transforming; three souls and seven spirits, the numbers of metal and wood..."

Only to see the two bodies shake, and then two illusory figures walked out of them, the three souls and seven spirits condensed briefly, and at this time, the so-called "missing" part could be seen intuitively.

Looking only at the shape of Feng Xiucai's soul, the Clear Intelligence soul at the center of his brow had scattered into a pool of twisted liquid, without a fixed essence, but turned into a hazy, dim mist. The Clear Intelligence soul scattered and became nourishment for the soul-molting technique. Those with strong Clear Intelligence souls could even know things from birth, and if a person lost the Clear Intelligence soul, they would become a walking corpse.

As for the missing two spirits, one was the Corpse Dog spirit, which was in charge of the sense of crisis, and the other was the Arrow Spirit, which was in charge of the main essence. The state presented at this time was that the positions where the two spirits should have existed had become atrophied and empty, and the radiance had turned into grains of rice, accompanied by the shapes of the head and abdomen of the soul, which were constantly twisted and shaking as if they were rotten, like mud.

"This is terrible, the human soul's head is about to rot away, no wonder he can't wake up."

"Your technique of summoning souls is actually useful, I, the old Daoist, can't even summon them."

Zhang Sanfeng spoke again about the magic of Ji Xiang's technique.

Ji Xiang recited the scriptures intently,

"Bones and flesh return to the earth, the soul qi knows everything..."

The shapes of the two people's souls moved, and the three souls' consciousness gathered, separating from the shapes of the souls. Ji Xiang moved his hand, and two spiritual senses were sealed in the two blank talismans on the wall.

"How was this done?"

Zhang Sanfeng asked curiously.

Ji Xiang explained, "The physical body is the carrier of the soul, and the three souls are the carrier of consciousness. With the three souls, there is consciousness, and with consciousness, the seven spirits can be driven to move, which is the unity of the human body."

"But at this time, I divided the spiritual sense, just like when a person dies and becomes a ghost, and a ghost dies and becomes a jiang, just like that. When a ghost loses the form of a ghost soul, it will become a jiang, a formless ghost, and when a jiang dies again, it will become a xi, which is only left with consciousness and cannot make any sound, and when a xi dies again, it will become a yi, which has no sense of existence at all, and when a yi dies again, it will completely disappear, and neither past nor future will exist."

"The so-called spiritual sense is the xi yi. In the end, a ghost is the appearance of a soul that has lost its physical body and is infected with Yin qi, and the core of the ghost soul is the jiang xi yi. In comparison, it is like a person alive, needing a physical body, soul, and essence."

Then, he divided the two empty soul shapes and dismembered the parts that were undergoing soul-molting.

A pool of mud-like clear souls, and atrophied two spirits, fell on the ground, and were still wriggling.

The spiritual sense in the soul had been transferred, and this technique was so miraculous that Zhang Sanfeng was just about to praise the technique when he saw the rotten soul still wriggling on the ground, and his expression changed again and again.

What was this thing, having lost the core of its existence as a soul, but still able to wriggle?

Ji Xiang mixed the remaining souls and spirits together, turning them into an initial state that was indistinguishable from each other, and sealed them into the other two empty talismans, thus completing the preparations.

Two talismans sealed Xi Yi, two talismans sealed the initial soul, and then the four talismans were attached to the two people one by one. After about an hour, a pair of eyes under the talismans slowly opened.

Feng Xiucai was the first to wake up, but his eyes were full of confusion. He subconsciously wanted to sit up, but his body did not obey, and he fell to the ground with a bang!

"It hurts so much! This, this, this! Why are my hands and feet not listening to me!"

"Oh my god, I can't lift a pen anymore. Now, don't even think about taking the *juren* exam, I'm afraid I won't even be able to eat!"

Ji Xiang pulled him up:

"Okay, stop yelling. It's just that the new seven spirits in your body have not fully recovered, so you can't control your body."

"Tell me quickly, what happened to you? What about the two from Quanzhen Dao, and your wife?"