Trap

Chapter 8 Trap

He slowly retracted his feet into the shadows, then calmly walked back to his mat, sat down, and covered himself with an unpacked sack as he had done before after completing his practice, pretending to sleep.

Yes, 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, is she a human?

He took a breath slowly, letting the Qi emanate from his body. When he reached the realm of Fa Zhen Zhong, his internal organs were already showing signs of exhaustion, and more blood and essence began to nourish his skin and flesh, which made his heart beat less fast and less nervous.

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

When he first met Zhao Xi, she had blood on her body and a bloody smell. 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 is reasonable, but what if it is explained that she is deliberately hiding the smell of bamboo paper on her body? She realized that she relied on smell and sound to locate herself down there?

If Zhao Xi is also a... paper man, then she was also made by Zhao Kui using paper puppetry? Where is the real Zhao Kui?

Li Wuxiang can be sure that the Zhao Kui who died before is indeed a flesh and blood person. When he came to the second floor, he was afraid that Zhao Kui was not dead, so he pulled down the wound with a knife. Although it was stuck by the ribs, it also opened a long cut. When throwing away the body, he used the knife to expand the wound a little until he saw the internal organs inside. He was afraid that the one who died was a substitute...

Wait...Internal 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".

Guang Chan Zi said that when one reaches the realm of Jie Jiu Gong Jie, the internal organs will be exhausted and withered, and gradually become like being dried by the wind... But Zhao Kui's organs are no different from those of ordinary people!

So he was not practicing Guang Chan Zi? Then this Guang Chan Zi...

was specially reserved for him to practice.

Li Wuxiang let out a breath, first letting his mind empty for a very short moment, then abandoning all distracting thoughts and focusing on recalling the practice methods in Guang Chan Zi.

That's right, this practice itself should be fine. Li Wuxiang has never seen other practice methods, but this practice itself is logically self-consistent, and it has indeed brought him considerable benefits-if he had not reached the realm of Fa Zhen Zhong and his five senses were more acute, he would not be able to smell the very faint bamboo fragrance on Zhao Xi.

So there is a problem with the results achieved by the practice?

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

But there are too many clues. If he were asked to make up a story using these clues - paper puppets, skin bags, dead people, and "emperors", he would be sure to tell it well, but now it was a matter of life and death, and he could not be sure of any inference or guess...

A thought, or some impression, flashed through his mind quickly and 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 he could not grasp it.

Who was I before? What did I know? !

Li Wuxiang forced himself to adjust his breath several more times, empty his mind, and try 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 to grab the short knife that had been hidden under the sack, when he suddenly felt a palpitation.

Then, he felt that his whole body suddenly became dazed, and his eyebrows seemed to be grasped by an invisible force. Then, he felt a breath, as if it existed in a very high and far distance, or neither of these two could describe it.

It was like the palpitation of a person facing a vast and deep body of water, not knowing what kind of existence was hidden under it, and it was like the oppression of standing under a towering and magnificent mountain, not knowing when it would overturn. However, neither of these two feelings made Li Wuxiang feel afraid. On the contrary, in this grand and empty breath, he also sensed some subtle eagerness and desire.

His breathing paused for a short time, and then the feeling disappeared.

But something else remained, an extremely certain concept.

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, and what connection it had with his current situation. But now, an extremely certain concept appeared in his mind, as if it was pulled out from the depths of his memory by the power just now -

Cultivating Guang Chanzi to the realm of "wearing golden clouds" is almost equivalent to cultivating oneself into a human skin with consciousness.

And what is the difference between this human skin and cardboard?

Zhao Kui wanted him to use Guang Chanzi to refine himself into a human skin puppet for his soul to take over!

This thought startled Li Wuxiang, but he forced himself to calm down and hold on to this extremely clear consciousness in his mind to continue thinking, fearing that it would suddenly dissipate -

Seizing a body... Seizing a body, seizing a body is not an easy thing. Although the human body and soul are two relatively independent things, their connection is also unusually close. For an ordinary person, the soul and the body are one, and the heart is the master of the body, commanding the body and the soul, and has supreme authority over the body. Even the gods cannot seize the body of a person when the mind is sound.

After practicing Guangchanzi, the five internal organs withered, the nine palaces were empty, and the five internal organs gods living in the five internal organs perished, and the gods of the Niwan and the hundred joints also perished. At this time, it would be easy to seize the body again.

But seizing a body is also extremely dangerous for the person who wants to seize the body. After a person's Yin spirit leaves the body, it is extremely fragile and needs to be protected by various means to ensure safety, so it is necessary to have a body-

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

Li Wuxiang tensed his body and could no longer remain calm, partly because of his extremely dangerous situation, and partly because of this 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 memories 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 can know what these are.

Besides this common sense, his self-awareness is a mess, and he can't even remember his name or his age. But now he realizes that there may be such a possibility-

The external evil that Zhao Kui said really exists.

It came into the body of "Li Wuxiang" with him, but for some reason, it occupied the dominant position of the body.

The chaotic, secret memories deep in his mind that occasionally popped up in his mind were memories of the external evil... and the terrifying, hollow breath he had just felt in his meditation was the external evil that he had accidentally awakened, so he had also obtained the clearest memory and concept from it!

He remembered what Zhao Xi had said before - at first, the external evil would even help people practice, but it would eventually drive people crazy... "Going crazy" means that the external evil completely took away the control of the body?

What exactly is the external 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 flame of the eternal lamp, which looked three-dimensional and gentle, covering up all the original flaws in her appearance: "Are you asleep? I heard you breathing just now."

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

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

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

Zhao Xi smiled: "It's better to be dead."