Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 672 Blood Mist Strange Eye
The eerie, demonic sound is extremely polluting.

Even those with a cultivation level above the Mingxin Realm, without special means to resist, will have their minds corrupted and fall into madness.

The stronger one's cultivation level, the more susceptible one is to contamination.

In this perilous place, most of the strangely shaped members of the Tai Mo Academy were corrupted and transformed during this process.

The pokeweed reacted extremely quickly.

The moment the chaotic and demonic sounds began, he cursed under his breath and simultaneously activated the Heart Sutra of Supreme Goodness.

Not only that, he also forcibly requisitioned the few remaining wisps of divine power within the "withered bones," using withered peach leaves from the mountain of corpses as talisman paper and the filthy blood flowing on the ground as ink, quickly drawing several purification talismans.

But it was useless; instead, he held them in his hand, preparing to activate them if things went wrong.

At the same time, inside the Five Internal Organs Temple, the Yin-Yang Qi Bell rang out, its clear sound interfering with the invasion of the eerie demonic sound.

Meanwhile, the four statues representing the liver, lungs, spleen, and kidneys emitted light in four colors: blue, white, yellow, and black. This light surged into the statue of the heart, helping the flames released by the heart statue to burn fiercely. Together with the Heart Sutra, they purified the mind and burned away the pollution.

Although the divine corpses that had been "absorbed" by the blood mist were left with only a faint divine power, at this moment, under the impetus of Shang Lu's "Dragon and Tiger Qi", they still manifested the image of a dragon and a tiger.

A dragon and a tiger guarded Shang Lu's sea of ​​consciousness, unleashing dragon roars and tiger howls that dispelled the pollution of the eerie demonic sounds.

On the back of Shang Lu's hand, the seal of Tu Bo and the water droplet tattoo of Wu Zhiqi appeared together.

Two powerful forces surged into Shang Lu's soul, becoming his tools and at his command.

With this series of blessings, Shang Lu withstood the pollution of the eerie demonic sounds, did not fall into madness, and did not undergo any strange changes.

He even took the opportunity to find out the origin of the eerie, demonic sound.

This demonic sound comes from the corpse of the god.

This deity was utterly terrified during that horrific catastrophe.

Not only was He completely drained of his strength and vitality by the blood mist, but He also fell into madness and distorted his cognition.

In the eyes of this deity, the blood mist that enveloped and plundered the spiritual energy of the entire world was neither an extraterrestrial demon nor some evil means.

It is the embodiment of the Way of Heaven!

Only the will of Heaven can withstand the combined might of all the gods.

Only the will of Heaven can render all efforts futile!

The people of Tai Mo Academy were corrupted and influenced by this deity's distorted perception, which is why they believed that the blood mist was a "purification" sent down by the Heavenly Dao.

They fell even more completely than the gods, directly submitting to the blood mist's "Heavenly Dao," and even shouting the slogan of following the "Heavenly Dao," welcoming a new round of purification, and creating a new era!
If Shang Lu hadn't withstood the pollution, he might have ended up like the people from Tai Mo Academy, whose perceptions were distorted and whose minds were corrupted by the strange changes, who would regard the blood mist as the way of heaven and slaughter and plunder as purification!
Having withstood the pollution, the pokeweed was astonished to discover that although the deity had turned into withered bones and His precious land had become a mountain of corpses, this memory had not ended and was still continuing.

"This deity is probably not dead." Shang Lu came to a bold guess.

Although this deity had almost completely lost its power and its soul had been taken away, it must have used some means to separate a portion of its soul and leave it in this skeleton.

Shang Lu even suspected that many of the gods who survived this cataclysm might have used this method to preserve part of their divine souls.
The reason they gradually regained consciousness was because their incomplete souls were slowly being restored.

Believe it or not, this guess is actually quite likely.

The memory didn't end there, so Shang Lu continued reading.

Although the deity's skeleton had fallen beneath the withered peach tree on the mountain of corpses, a few strands of divine power still remained within it.

Although Shang Lu, now in the guise of a deity, couldn't control the movement of the skeletons, he could use his remaining divine power to see far and clearly, witnessing the changes that would follow in this world shrouded in blood mist.

From the appearance of the blood mist to its enveloping of the entire world, only a few breaths passed.

In those few breaths, whether gods, cultivators, demons, or ordinary humans, none could resist or dodge it. No wonder this god regarded the blood mist as an "incarnation of the Heavenly Dao".

Such terrifying power is probably no weaker than the Heavenly Dao itself.

The blood mist didn't linger for long; after only ten breaths, it receded completely, like the receding tide.

Shang Lu noticed, through the divine eye, that as the blood mist receded, a few scattered traces remained in the world.

The remaining blood mist seeped into the mud and water, seemingly disappearing without a trace. But Shang Lu knew that it had not vanished; rather, it remained in this world as "eyes and ears," monitoring the subsequent development of this world.

At the same time, they also serve as "coordinates," guiding the way for the next descent of the blood mist.

As the blood mist dissipated, Shang Lu noticed that the once vibrant world had become a desolate wasteland, devoid of resources. To seize the scarce cultivation resources, the remaining cultivators began to fight each other.

Shang Lu, who had read history books, knew that from this moment on, the world had fallen into a dark age.

Initially, cultivators only scrambled for resources, but soon, with the emergence of "human pills," "cultivating with humans" and "using humans as fuel" became the mainstream of the Dark Ages!

The already limited number of cultivators will perish further in this process.

So much so that when the Dark Ages ended, the methods of cultivation were almost lost!
Many of the original cultivation methods and techniques also disappeared without a trace with the death of the cultivators.

It wasn't until the emergence of the secret realm that these cultivation techniques and spells reappeared, but they were all incomplete and had various strange effects... Even so, they still triggered a new round of bloodshed.

Through observation, Shang Lu noticed that although these cultivators had survived the plunder of the blood mist by chance, they had all been contaminated and left with "root causes of illness".

These ailments have left their Qi Sea (energy center) riddled with holes, severing their path to spiritual enlightenment, a condition that continues to this day.

This situation has made the path of spiritual practice extremely difficult for everyone in the world!

Just as Shang Lu was using divine power to curiously examine this world within the memories of the divine corpse, the blood mist, which should have retreated, unexpectedly discovered him, this uninvited guest!
Suddenly, a huge abyss appeared in the sky.

It was as if a giant hole had suddenly been ripped open in the sky.

A gigantic, blood-red eye appeared in the pitch-black cavern, looking down upon the entire world with a gaze as sharp as lightning, searching for the uninvited guest!
Immense pressure instantly weighed on Shang Lu.

He was so crushed that he couldn't move, and his soul made a series of "crackling" sounds, as if he would be crushed to pieces in the next instant.

Shang Lu was greatly alarmed.

At the same moment, the demonic sound echoing in his ears suddenly intensified, coinciding with the appearance of the giant eye in the sky, constantly tempting and corrupting him.

"Give up the resistance, it's useless..."

"Man cannot conquer nature! What you need to do is not resist, but accept the baptism of nature..."

"To merge with the Heavenly Dao, to become a part of the Heavenly Dao, and to completely enter into immortality..."

The allure and corruption of the original music elicited only one response from Shang Lu: "Go to hell—"

"boom--"

The whole world suddenly began to collapse because of this one sentence.

"Huh?!" Shang Lu was startled. He didn't think that his curse could have such power to cause the entire world to collapse. He guessed that either the god's memories were about to end here.

Or perhaps something happened in that ominous place outside of my memory.

Either way, it's a good thing for pokeweed.

Once his memories crumble, he can leave.

only……

Shang Lu looked up at the sky, staring at the strange, enormous blood-red eye.

In this terrifying and enormous eye, there is not a trace of "fear" or "hatred"...

This calm indifference is even more chilling.

Fortunately, in the next instant, everything around Shang Lu began to distort.

He felt his consciousness was about to be pulled away from this memory, from this world.

But at that moment, the giant blood-red eye hanging in the sky seemed to have noticed him and glanced at him.

"boom--"

The surroundings were plunged into darkness in an instant.

Once the light returned, Shang Lu had already left the memories of the divine corpse and returned to the ominous place.

All around him was a strange, blood-red membrane. The blood vessel-like things emerging from the membrane were all eerily shattered.

The group of people from Tai Mo Academy outside the flesh membrane were anxiously running around them, shouting:

"Memory connection interrupted!"

"What happened?"

"The memory is unstable; it's likely that the divine corpse has recalled a terrifying experience..."

"Get these people out here right now and ask them what they remember seeing!"

The fleshy membranes were quickly opened by the people of Tai Mo Academy, releasing the cultivators inside.

Through the blood-red, translucent membrane, Shang Lu saw that the strange, vein-like things on the other cultivators' bodies had all shattered, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's better if they're all cut off. If only his is cut off, you don't need to ask to know that there must be a problem with him.

Given the sheer madness of the Taimo Academy, they might actually dissect him, search his soul, and use him for research.

Soon, the flesh membrane in which Shang Lu was located was also cut open from the outside by the people of Tai Mo Academy, and he was released.

Shang Lu glanced at it quickly and saw that the black fox was unharmed, had not undergone any strange changes, and was in good spirits. It even had the aura of a mountain spirit hidden in its eyes and brows. Only then did he feel completely relieved.

"What did you each see in the memories of the gods? Tell the truth, do not hide anything, and do not lie, otherwise you will definitely regret it."

An official from the Tai Mo Academy, after giving a cold reminder to everyone, waved for his men to step forward and interrogate Shang Lu and the others.

The interrogator appeared to be a Legalist, skilled in interrogation techniques. Beside him followed a person whose ears were covered in incantations. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that these incantations were formed from the blood vessels in his earlobes.

It goes without saying that the person with the curse mark on their ear is likely skilled at discerning truth from falsehood.

Upon seeing this setup, Shang Lu knew that the people from Tai Mo Academy were unaware of what he had just witnessed and heard in his memory.

It seems that the memories of the divine corpse cannot be gleaned from the outside world, which is why they need to interrogate the cultivators to find out the situation.

At that very moment, several cultivators who had eagerly sought refuge with the Tai Mo Academy, before anyone could ask them, began to recount their experiences from their memories:

"In my memory, I entered the eyes of a deity, followed Him into the underworld, and quelled the rebellion of the ghosts..."

"The deity remained on the mountain, seemingly guarding something. That mountain was very similar to this one, with a huge peach tree, but the peach shape was different, and it was full of spiritual energy. From beginning to end, we stayed on the mountain and never went out..."

Shang Lu thought to himself, "Just as I expected."

Each person experiences different fragments of the memories they enter into the God Corpse's memories.

Because after that deity went mad and perished, although his memories remained, they also collapsed and became chaotic.

Therefore, Tai Mo Academy needs more people to explore the memory fragments of the divine corpse, to obtain ancient secrets, as well as the cultivation methods and powerful spells of the gods.

"What did you see and hear in the memories of the gods?"

The Legalist cultivator who came before Shang Lu spoke. His question seemed simple, but it possessed a magical power that made people involuntarily answer in accordance with his words.

Shang Lu noticed this and, while secretly circulating the "Heart Sutra of Supreme Goodness Like Water," he did not lie and recounted what he had seen and heard: "As soon as I entered the memories of the deity, I saw a cloud of blood mist appear in the sky..."

"Ok?"

As soon as Shang Lu began, the Legalist cultivator's face lit up with excitement. He interrupted Shang Lu, saying, "Wait, don't continue." He then turned to his companion, who nodded, confirming that Shang Lu's words were true. He immediately made hand seals and chanted incantations to isolate himself from the surroundings.

The cultivators nearby looked surprised and envious at the sight, clearly understanding that the memory fragments Shang Lu had entered were far more valuable than those they had.

The officer in charge of questioning them said, "Don't envy him. You'll have your chance sooner or later. We're not letting you hear it for your own good. Some memories are full of chaos and corruption. Even retelling them can drive people mad and erratic... Alright, continue telling us what you saw and heard in the gods' memories. Be detailed and don't leave anything out."

On Shang Lu's side, under questioning from the Legalist cultivators, he revealed what he had seen and heard in the memories of the deity.

He didn't lie; he just overlooked many details.

For example, he didn't mention that he relied on his internal organs to frantically devour divine power, nor did he mention that a strange blood-red eye appeared in the sky searching for him at the end...

Thanks to their eloquence and sophistry, even though the Legalist cultivators used various methods, they failed to discover that Shang Lu was actually hiding something.

In the eyes of the people at Tai Mo Academy, Shang Lu's answer was very detailed, leaving them with no doubt.

These answers were recorded by the Legalist monks and presented to the Great Nuo of the Jiang Kingdom.

Jiang Guoda Nuo glanced at him and nodded slightly: "Being able to see the Heavenly Dao purifying the world shows that this child is destined for the Heavenly Dao. The fact that he wasn't scared out of his mind shows that he has a firm will and is a good prospect!"

"Since they are promising talents, we must make good use of them. After the divine membrane is repaired, let these people go and comprehend the divine revelation again to see if they can gain more insights!"

Jiang Guo's gaze was fixed on Shang Lu.

"Especially this promising young talent."

"Hopefully he can bring us more surprises."

(End of this chapter)