My ordinary path to immortality shouldn't end here.

Chapter 116 The "Mastermind" About to Emerge in the Shu Mountain Realm (Part 2)

It's all stuff that mixes traps with opportunities!
However, Bai Chijing had no interest in paying attention to the people listed on the list of the most vicious and evil, or what their moral character was like, because he was going to be just as bad as these guys from now on.

It can only be said that this list of the most vicious and evil men led him astray...

In order to obtain a high rating for evil intentions, in addition to acting as Ling Jia said, there are two crucial points to pay attention to. The first is that you must make the other party know that there is a trap, but still willingly accept it!

Only in this way can evil thoughts obtain a high rating.

Just like the "method for acquiring evil thoughts" that he just acquired, what is recorded in it is indeed genuine.

However, it is also obvious what traps are hidden within.

Bai Chijing was mentally prepared when he made the exchange, which undoubtedly meets these two conditions. In other words, he knew there was a trap hidden inside, but he willingly accepted it.

On this point alone, this "old man without vows" is undoubtedly an excellent teacher.

Because of this simple action, Bai Chijing was deeply impressed by this method.

The second key point to note is that whether the evil person has killed too many people does not actually have a significant impact on the rating of evil intentions.

To be precise, there is a slight impact, but it's practically negligible.

Just like Bai's swordsmanship talent being exposed and then reverted to its original form.

The fundamental factor determining the rating of evil thoughts is how much influence the actions of this wicked person have on this world, or even the cultivation world within it!
“If I were in the Yao Tian mortal realm, it would be quite difficult for me to obtain this high-rated evil thought, but in this Shu Mountain realm…” A subtle expression couldn’t help but appear in Bai Chijing’s eyes.

The world has suffered under the Shu Mountains for far too long!
Don't be fooled by the many people who treat Shushan with utmost respect and seem to have complete faith in it; it's simply because Shushan is powerful and there's no other choice.

"I wonder if that person is still alive?" Bai Chijing pondered.

Having learned the complete method for acquiring evil thoughts, he naturally already had a suitable target in mind.

That man in the dark brown outfit!
Three years ago, when Bai Chijing first arrived in the Shu Mountain Realm, he used his spiritual power to guide himself to Shu Mountain with a group of Shu Mountain disciples. There, he encountered people from the Qingyun Sect and was fighting with several rogue cultivators and evil practitioners for a Spirit King Ginseng.

At that time, the person in charge of leading the fight against Qingyun Sect was this man dressed in a black outfit.

At that time, if it weren't for the arrival of the disciples from Mount Shu, who intervened, this man's vermilion magic sword alone would have been enough to decide the fate of the world and seize the Spirit King Ginseng.

It must be said that, given the overwhelming power of Mount Shu, this man dressed in a dark blue outfit is both brave and resourceful.

If the cultivation power within him had been Daoist and had not been suppressed by the cultivation power of the Shu Mountain disciples, he wouldn't have been so easily defeated in that battle.

Although this person had not met Bai Chijing in person, Bai Chijing had planted a mental image in their mind. At this moment, as Bai Chijing thought of the person, he immediately sensed the person's approximate location.

Thus, his true form, which had remained unmoved for three years, moved for the first time.

With a single step, his figure began to blur, and when Bai Chijing's figure became completely invisible, he appeared in a dilapidated temple in a mountain forest.

Although the roof of the temple was mostly broken, the four walls were still intact.

At the entrance, half of the door was hanging down.

The other half of the door was scattered on the ground.

At that moment, a one-armed man with disheveled hair and a dirty face lay on the broken door.

This is Bai Chijing's goal for this trip.

On the way here, Bai Chijing had already learned about the other's past experiences, having been influenced by his feelings for him.

Three years ago, thanks to Bai Chijing's intervention, this man was spared from death, but the magic sword he had painstakingly forged was severed, an arm was used to atone for his sins, and he was also severely injured by the Qingyun Sect, so his Qi Refining Great Completion cultivation was completely lost in less than half a year.

The strength of a cultivator is often reflected in three aspects: magical treasures, supernatural abilities, and the methods of cultivation.

When one's cultivation reaches a high level, these three elements may reach a balance, but when one's cultivation is low, this magical treasure occupies the position of the main combat power.

Moreover, this is the extreme of the Shu Mountain realm.

A magical artifact contains nearly 90% of a cultivator's combat power!
Therefore, losing a valuable magical artifact is a fatal blow to a cultivator in the Shu Mountain realm.

"The Crimson Swordsman, Tu Wen."

This is the name of this person.

Surprisingly, this person was not a member of any heretical sect, but rather a rogue cultivator.

He was originally a young master from a scholarly family in the secular world, but he unexpectedly obtained a book on the method of cultivation that was both upright and peaceful, which led him to enter the world of cultivation.

If nothing unexpected had happened, Tu Wen would have died peacefully of old age after cultivating for several hundred years.

After all, the righteous and peaceful cultivation methods that have been passed down usually only allow people to complete the foundation building in 100 days, and at most enter the Qi cultivation stage.

Tu Wen obtained precisely this method.

At first, Tu Wen didn't have high hopes for himself, because he disliked such evil methods, and his family couldn't collect any righteous methods.

You should know that if you want to join a righteous sect, you have to become a menial disciple, unless you have a special opportunity from your previous life.

While not everyone from Tu Wen's background would refuse to become a menial disciple, Tu Wen was certainly among those who did not want to. This was because the way righteous immortal sects treated menial disciples seemed very familiar to him.

They did this quite often when they bought new servants.

He wrote many poems to satirize this.

such as--

The brocade ribbons and tall crowns are faked but real; incense is burned, sermons are given, and golden statues are worshipped.

A silver tongue hides a dagger, a hand holding prayer beads conceals greed.

In the arena of fame and fortune, they appear virtuous, but beneath their monstrous skin lies a true god.

Where is there even a trace of Bodhi? All that remains is the heart of a raven with fangs!
This is the poem that Tu Wen wrote in the past. Although it seems to be about those temples, how many cultivators in the Shu Mountain world cannot understand the true meaning behind it?
Under such circumstances, Tu Wen unexpectedly encountered the birth of a celestial abode!
That was the cave dwelling of a wandering immortal!

Moreover, the wandering immortal who left behind this immortal abode had already cultivated to the Earth Immortal realm before his reincarnation. It is no exaggeration to say that among wandering immortals, the owner of this cave dwelling was already a figure almost at the pinnacle of achievement.

While it's not impossible for a rogue cultivator to reach the Celestial Immortal realm, they are certainly few and far between in the Shu Mountain Realm.

Perhaps, he was the predecessor of Wei Renjie, one of the "Four Heroes of Shu Mountain".

In the cave of this rogue immortal at the Earth Immortal realm, Tu Wen incredibly obtained the entire inheritance of that rogue cultivator! However, things are unpredictable. Before Tu Wen could even begin to cultivate, a disciple from Mount Shu came with a young child, demanding that he hand over the entire inheritance.

Because that child was the reincarnation of that immortal!

Fortunately, Tu Wen's luck was not over. Although he lost the inheritance of the Loose Immortal, he obtained the Crimson Fiend Sword Manual and a Crimson Fiend Sword that was half-forged when he was in a state of despair.

Thus, the Crimson Swordsman was officially born.

Tu Wen's talent was also remarkable. In just two hundred years, he cultivated to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining in the area outside of Shu Mountain.

Unfortunately, Tu Wen stopped here.

Besides the hidden dangers in his cultivation caused by the lack of guidance from others, it was also because the "Crimson Fiend Sword Scripture" only contained cultivation content up to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

The Crimson Fiend Sword Scripture does not record any methods for condensing the primordial spirit.

As for creating one's own method, or even a higher level, how easy is that?

Fortunately, after a hundred years, Tu Wen finally found another way to cultivate a primordial spirit and become a human immortal. That is, by using a natural treasure that suits him and combining it with a secret technique, he can forcibly form a primordial spirit in his body!
The rare and precious material that was a perfect match for Tu Wen was none other than the Spirit King Ginseng!
"Shushan!"

Bang! Tu Wen, who was lying on the door panel on the ground, suddenly slammed his fist into the ground, his face contorted with rage.

He never dared to hate before.

Even before he cultivated, he could feel the power of Mount Shu. Even a lowly servant from Mount Shu could freely curse an official of the imperial court.

Therefore, even when he was at his most arrogant, he didn't dare to directly write poems to satirize Mount Shu.

But now that Tu Wen knows his days are numbered, he naturally has fewer concerns.

In the Shu Mountain Realm, once a cultivator loses their cultivation, they also lose the lifespan that comes with it. Although it doesn't happen instantly, with death occurring the moment cultivation is lost, they usually only have two to four years left.

Tu Wen is undoubtedly nearing his end.

Bai Chijing looked at Tu Wen, clearly not intending to let the other party see him. So he thought for a moment and decided to first create a non-existent identity.

This method is very common and easy to see through.

But it doesn't matter.

As long as it works, that's fine. Just like the bamboo slip of the "Old Man Without Oath," it's all about getting the willing to take the bait!
So, Tu Wen, who had been lying in the dilapidated temple, pounding the ground in anger like a useless husband, suddenly found himself no longer in that temple. He was no longer even in that mountain forest.

At that moment, all he could see when he looked up was complete darkness. And the places he could barely make out were all jagged, grotesque rocks.

Suddenly, a chilling wind swept across the jagged rocks, emitting a howling sound like the wailing of a hundred ghosts. This made Tu Wen tremble involuntarily, and he subconsciously showed a hint of fear on his face.

However, Tu Wen quickly calmed down when he realized that he only had a few months left.

He's practically halfway to the grave, what evil spirits could he possibly be afraid of?
Perhaps this place is so special that it could turn him into an evil spirit? So for now, let's just consider this a preliminary meeting with our "colleagues" here.

Then, Tu Wen saw a giant tower built from countless white bones.

Before the base of this white bone tower, a gaunt old man was suspended in mid-air.

This old man was extremely strange because he had twelve arms.

"You've come." At this moment, the old man spoke first, his voice cold and hoarse.

Tu Wen was completely baffled by these words, but since he was now putting his own life and death aside, he simply nodded and replied in an extremely calm tone, "Tu Wen greets senior."

"You are going to die," the old man said again.

Tu Wen: "..."

Although it was true, he still couldn't help but feel a little strange that the old man said it that way.

"I can give you the power to take revenge."

Upon hearing this, Tu Wen knelt down without hesitation. Then, supporting himself with one arm, he began to kowtow heavily.

Bang bang bang!
Tu Wen kowtowed very seriously. He knew that the old man who had suddenly appeared was definitely lying about the power he spoke of, but he didn't care. No matter how big the problem was, he didn't care!
He wasn't afraid that the power was flawed; he was only afraid that he wouldn't have the opportunity!

When he looked up again, he found himself back in that dilapidated temple, as if his previous experience had been a dream.

However, Tu Wen knew that it was not a dream.

Because his soul had unknowingly transformed into his primordial spirit.

This caused Tu Wen to shed two streams of tears. His face was filthy, covered in blood and dirt, which made the tears appear even more filthy.

However, Tu Wen showed no intention of erasing it; he simply growled fiercely, "Shushan!"

If it weren't for Mount Shu, how could he have ended up in such a predicament?

Back then, he received the complete inheritance of an Earth Immortal! If it weren't for the interference of Mount Shu, he might have already become a Human Immortal and lived a carefree life.

Then, the fierce look on Tu Wen's face completely disappeared.

Although he had become a primordial spirit, his cultivation level had not been restored.

Even his original lifespan of several months was now shortened to ten days. This was only because a force within his primordial spirit had locked away his life force; otherwise, he wouldn't have even lived ten days.

Without hesitation, Tu Wen flew directly into the sky; he was going to take revenge as soon as possible!

Although he had not recovered any of his cultivation, his primordial spirit now contained a power similar to his previous cultivation energy, but even stronger.

At this moment, as Tu Wen left, something unexpected happened. Although Tu Wen kept mentioning Mount Shu, his first target was not the disciples of Mount Shu, but some beggars in a nearby mountain town.

After losing his cultivation, Tu Wen wandered to this place and was beaten and ridiculed by the beggars. If it weren't for the fact that his body, nourished by his true energy, was relatively strong, he would have been ridiculed to death by those beggars long ago.

"Spare my life..."

Tu Wen quickly killed most of the beggars he wanted to kill.

However, these are all just accomplices.

There's another ringleader!
So he began his search.

This was naturally no challenge for someone who had cultivated their primordial spirit, so Tu Wen quickly found a little beggar.

This little beggar may be young, but he has an extremely eccentric and violent personality. He is born with superhuman strength and, despite his small size, can easily kill someone with a single punch, making him the most notorious beggar in the area.

He doesn't need to beg on ordinary days, but he has to give half of what other beggars receive!

If it weren't for the presence of a spiritual practitioner to restrain him, his young age, and the fact that he hadn't yet entertained any other thoughts, he probably would have already committed other evil deeds.

"What, it's you, you old good-for-nothing? You're lucky to be alive, but you still dare to show your face. Do you want to drink my piss again? Hahaha!" The little beggar's attitude was extremely bad, and he started to mock Tu Wen as soon as he saw him.

Then he was sent flying by a palm strike from Tu Wen.

However, after suffering such a blow, the little beggar's clothes were only torn and a white mark appeared on his chest. He just cursed and swore on the ground.

Tu Wen was also surprised; besides his innate superhuman strength, this little beggar also had such a special body!

Therefore, Tu Wen did not hold back this time.

The true power within his primordial spirit is far more formidable than this. His palm strike didn't even unleash one percent of that power.

But at that moment, a man and a woman suddenly descended from mid-air with their magic swords.

This is a boy and a girl.

The young man was dressed in a white robe and had a handsome face. His expression was calm, but his eyes were full of indifference. He did not look at Tu Wen, as if looking at Tu Wen would taint his eyes.

His well-defined knuckles held the longsword to his chest. Although the scabbard was not yet opened, the chilling aura emanating from it had already solidified into a tangible sharpness.

This is a magic weapon from the Earth Immortal realm.

The girl wore a long brocade dress that hugged her slender waist. The patterns on the dress were deep and flowing, and it was actually a mythical beast, the Vermilion Bird, embroidered with the Spirit Fire Needle Technique. Its wings and tail feathers rose and fell slightly with her breath, constantly revealing its divine power.

This is also a magic weapon of the Earth Immortal realm.

At this moment, the girl stood tall with her chin slightly raised. Although her eyes were not as indifferent as the boy's, she still frowned slightly when looking at Tu Wen, and her disdain and disgust were particularly obvious.

This is because they think Tu Wen is too dirty.

However, upon seeing the little beggar, his eyes lit up with joy, and then, seeing the little beggar's tattered clothes, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

At this moment, the young man spoke calmly: "Crimson Fiend Swordsman, my martial uncle once said that you were arrogant and had no hope of achieving the Human Immortal realm in this life, but unexpectedly you have actually cultivated the Primordial Spirit. However, since that is the case, you should cherish it! This person is the reincarnation of the Taotie Child. Although I do not know why you hurt him, you have committed a serious offense. Go down and wash yourself clean and come back to receive your punishment!"

The young man's expression was indifferent, as if he were proclaiming a judgment. Although his tone was calm, it was full of an unyielding intent.

Although he was only at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, he was a disciple of Mount Shu and had no fear of a rogue cultivator immortal.

Upon hearing the young man's words, the girl snorted coldly at Tu Wen, then said to the little beggar, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my senior brother and I will take care of this for you! Tell me, how should he be punished?"

"I want him..." The little beggar originally wanted to say he wanted the man dead, because his chest was still burning with pain, something he had never experienced before. But despite his young age, he was quick-witted and immediately changed his words, saying, "I want him to be like me!"

Once this person becomes a beggar like him, won't he be at his mercy to be molded and manipulated?

At that time, he would cut off the man's arms and legs, kick him like a football, and listen to his screams and begs for mercy every day.

"Little brother, you are so kind!" Upon hearing this, the girl felt even more pity for the little beggar. At this moment, seeing that Tu Wen remained motionless, her gaze turned cold, and she said in a chilling voice, "What? Do you think that just because you've become a mortal immortal, you can do anything to me and my senior brother? You ignorant fool!"

"How could I, Tu, be so ignorant of my own limitations..." Tu Wen's face was full of bright smiles. He was not surprised that the two people in front of him knew his identity, because just as they knew him, he also knew their origins.

After all, in this Shu Mountain realm, those who act in this way are either Shu Mountain disciples or some immortal sects related to Shu Mountain.

"I, Tu, am the one who knows the immensity of heaven and earth better than anyone else..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the power within Tu Wen's primordial spirit was released in an instant.

"I am the Demon Lord's Great Handprint!"

This is a hand seal created by an old monster surnamed Bai, who borrowed the supernatural powers of a demon monk.

At this moment, as Tu Wen unleashed his power, a pitch-black hand appeared out of nowhere. Although it was only the size of a millstone and not particularly remarkable, the young man and woman's expressions changed drastically.

As disciples of Mount Shu, these two were naturally quite knowledgeable, and thus instantly sensed the terrifying power of this hand seal technique.

Among the evil supernatural powers in the Shu Mountain Realm, it is enough to rank in the top ten.

However, the young man and woman were unwilling to surrender. They immediately unleashed two sword beams that pierced through the clouds, displaying purple and blue colors, resembling two real dragons, with a majestic and terrifying aura.

However, it could not stop that palm for even a moment.

boom!
Blood splattered, and bones turned to mud.

(End of this chapter)