noveltune Chapter 133 Five Flavors and Five Organs, Meat Feast for the Heretical Path, Wind and Rain in the Di
Chapter 133 Five Flavors and Five Organs, Meat Feast for the Heretical Path, Wind and Rain in the Di
Chapter 133 Five Flavors and Five Internal Organs, Feasting on the Heretical Path, Stormy Weather in the Dilapidated Temple
On the wooden table, the proprietress forced a bitter smile, finally understanding what it felt like to be slaughtered. "Taoist Master, we have done as you instructed, what do you think...?"
Modi glanced at her, then controlled the flow of blood to condense into a short, thin ice blade.
He can still use the ice-controlling instinct flowing in his blood, as can other abilities such as spitting poisonous mist and crystallization. These instincts, obtained through the bloodline of the dragon race, are not as unsuitable as magic.
The icy blade gleamed with a chilling light, sending a shiver down the spines of the three people at the table.
"Taoist Master, what are you planning to do?" The waiter licked his dry, cracked lips, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.
"You are all willing to dedicate yourselves to the advancement of my scientific endeavors, aren't you?"
Modi only gave them the option to agree, and before they even agreed, he went and killed the chef.
A chill and numbness surged in through the cut made by the ice blade, spreading along the blood vessels to every part of the chef's body.
He could only watch in horror as his body was cut open, feeling nothing but the sensation of his internal organs being touched.
"The skin is strong and tough, and it is difficult to cut through with ordinary iron weapons. This is a sign that the skin has been successfully refined."
"With such tight muscle arrangement, even a casual punch should generate more than ten times the force of an average person."
"With such strong bones and a weight far exceeding that of ordinary people, how does he manage to avoid being worn down?"
"The internal organs are not much different, except that they are more robust and the respiratory and digestive systems are more efficient."
"His blood is thick, but it hasn't reached the level of 'blood as thick as lead and mercury,' which means he hasn't mastered blood refining yet."
As Mordy performed the dissection, he muttered to himself, but his face remained expressionless, as cold as ice.
His focus on the dissection lessened the whispers around him, so he enjoyed the process.
The two people nearby shuddered at the sight.
Although they had dismembered human bodies before, they usually did so after a person had died. They had never tried dismembering people out of curiosity, not for cooking.
This so-called Styx Taoist is probably an old demon and a wicked giant. They are insignificant characters who can kill people with benevolence, and they are no match for him.
"Sour enters the liver, bitter enters the heart, sweet enters the spleen, pungent enters the lungs, and salty enters the kidneys. Interesting, I didn't expect that we could actually find the five flavors from the five internal organs."
He carefully examined the chef's internal organs and indeed found traces of his practice of the "Theory of Five Flavors and Five Organs".
The so-called "Treatise on Five Flavors and Five Organs" is a lower-level exercise from the "Four Qi and Five Flavors Nourishing the Body Method". There is also the "Chapter on Four Qi and Four Seasons" which corresponds to it.
Only when the two are combined can it be considered a complete "Four Qi and Five Flavors Nourishing the Body Method".
Small fry like the three from the Black Shop were only allowed to cultivate one of the three, and they chose the "Treatise on the Five Flavors and Five Organs".
"According to the theory of the Five Flavors and Five Organs, you are what you eat. In theory, most people cannot achieve a balanced diet, and imbalances in the five organs and five flavors are common, let alone for the three of you who are penniless."
"But the problem is, your internal organs and sense of taste aren't imbalanced, so why should you be?"
Modi looked into the chef's eyes, stared for a moment, then his gaze shifted to the dark corner, landing on the row of dismembered corpses.
"Just based on that?"
Just then, the old blind man strolled in slowly and began to recount the secrets of the Feast Cult:
"Although the Feast Cult is a unified entity, it actually has many different factions within it. The most powerful, radical, and evil one is the 'Meat Feast'."
"The 'Meat Feast' promotes the theory of 'human body replenishment,' advocating the use of one person to replenish another. The leaders of this faction are even more insane, reportedly possessing a set of evil martial arts that can turn a person into orange juice while they are still alive."
"After the sect leader You Qingxiang passed away, this faction was completely unrestrained and became increasingly unruly. The Feast Sect basically became their one-man show and degenerated into an evil sect."
After speaking, he sniffed, his nostrils filled with the stench of blood from the kitchen, and he couldn't help but frown.
"Luckily I'm blind and can't see what's happening here, otherwise I'd probably be so disgusted I'd throw up my dinner from last night."
"Old man, how do you know so much?"
Modi continued the dissection, while casually asking a question.
The old blind man smiled mysteriously, "Have you ever heard of the legendary fortune teller known as 'Old Man of Heavenly Secrets'?"
"Never heard of you. Are you perhaps that fortune teller?"
"No, I'm not. He died a long time ago. I was just a servant boy he took in on a whim."
He smiled helplessly, then changed the subject carefully, saying:
"Young man, to be honest, I came out here to track down a man called 'Blood Demon.' There's nothing more for me to do now, so I'll take my leave."
"Do as you please."
Having gathered all the necessary information, Modi could no longer keep the old blind man around.
The old blind man must have had his reasons for daring to walk alone at night. Putting aside everything else, his erhu is a magical artifact, and he himself must have the strength of the Condensation Realm.
Those who dare to roam the world alone are either hotheads or have some skills. Among them, those with disabilities, Taoist priests and monks, women and children are the most dangerous to mess with.
The three men from the shady shop didn't harm the old blind man for this very reason.
The old blind man belongs to this category of people with both physical and mental disabilities. As for how he can see the road clearly, Mo Di believes it is related to the martial arts he practices.
"The old man's technique is probably related to sound waves. I can detect the barely perceptible sound waves he emits, just like... the echolocation of a bat."
With a swift motion, Modi severed the chef's neck, and after confirming that he was completely dead, he turned to look at the other two.
"It's your turn. I hope you can give me some surprises."
The two shook their heads in horror, but they couldn't stop Modi's decision.
As dawn approached, Modi leisurely emerged from his guest room.
Last night, after dissecting all three men from the black shop, he stayed in a guest room here and took the opportunity to study the "Theory of Five Flavors and Five Organs" that he had extracted from them.
"The Treatise on the Five Flavors and Five Organs is indeed a part of the master's cultivation method. Even without the content corresponding to the four qi, it is enough to cultivate to the Condensation Realm."
What's even more valuable is that anyone can practice this technique. As long as you eat well and have a balanced diet, you can master it and at least achieve physical perfection.
Rather than calling it a martial art, it's more accurate to describe it as a method of dietary therapy, where you are what you eat.
The only drawback is that this technique requires too much food, and most people in the world, except for wealthy families and nobles, cannot afford it.
"If this were a society with highly developed productivity and abundant resources, this technique would surely shine, but unfortunately it is not here."
This world is still in the feudal era. Even if there are high-ranking masters, it does not mean that its productivity is high.
After all, those superhumans don't engage in production, and because of their existence, the exploitation of ordinary people at the bottom will only increase.
Modi shook his head, understanding part of why the meat-eating faction had set its sights on its own kind.
"Ordinary people eat only two meals a day, and most of the time they're not even full. How can they have the time and energy to practice martial arts?"
I'm afraid he'll ruin his health before he's even mastered a few moves. This is a classic case of the poor studying literature and the rich studying martial arts.
He pulled out the map he had found behind the counter, glanced at it with a frown, and then put it in his pocket.
These ancient simplified maps are still as abstract as ever; being able to understand the markings and content on them is a testament to one's exceptional comprehension skills.
"The nearest city......isn't that the direction I came from?"
Modi's face darkened. So, if he had gone through the forest on the other side, he would have reached the human city. He had gone the opposite way yesterday.
However, on the other hand, if he hadn't walked that way yesterday, he would have missed out on the "Treatise on the Five Flavors and Five Viscera".
With the Feast Cult now completely destroyed, leaving only a few survivors, obtaining its supreme martial arts techniques would be extremely difficult.
He pulled out a piece of dried meat from his pocket and ate it as he walked, while simultaneously circulating the "Theory of Five Flavors and Five Organs".
After being digested in the stomach, the dried meat breaks down into five flavors and is distributed to the five internal organs to nourish them.
The five internal organs are nourished, which in turn nourishes the whole body.
"The five flavors contained in dried meat are not balanced, and the five internal organs are nourished to varying degrees. Some are too strong, while others are too weak, which can easily lead to an imbalance of the four elements."
Modi suspected that if there were a "Chapter on the Four Qi and Four Seasons," it might be possible to balance the four natures and five flavors, thereby solving this problem.
Unfortunately, this technique disappeared along with the Feast Sect. He either had to search for it in the Five Sects or search for any remaining members of the Feast Sect.
"Fortunately, my physical body is already strong, and with the help of the Blood Transformation Mark, I can completely suppress the imbalance of the four elements and five flavors and force myself to practice."
Modi's pace was not slow; although he was not moving at full speed, he could still cover more than ten meters in a single step.
In some low-level martial arts worlds, he could be considered an ancient emperor who could cover ten meters in a single step.
Thus, he practiced his skills while traveling. In less than an hour, the sky darkened and a storm was brewing.
It's going to rain.
Modi had not yet left the woods. He looked along the forest path and saw a dilapidated temple standing not far away.
Judging from its shape, it should be a Buddhist temple, but it's unclear why it was abandoned here. The brick walls are covered with ivy, and several sections of the wall have collapsed.
A gap was exposed.
Clearly, the monks inside had either left or dispersed, abandoning the temple long ago, which has instead provided a place for passersby to shelter from the wind and rain.
Modi planned to go into the dilapidated temple to take shelter from the rain. Although he was not afraid of the wind and rain, there was really no need to go out in the rain.
Fortunately, he was fast enough to reach the dilapidated temple just before the rain started.
A flash of lightning illuminated the dimly lit, dilapidated temple, followed by a clap of thunder.
Boom!
The stone statues inside the temple cast eerie shadows on the walls in the brief flash of lightning.
It has three heads and six arms, and looks as ferocious as a demon.
Modi stood before the stone Buddha, calmly examining the eerie statue. After a moment, he remarked, "Which sculptor has gone mad again, creating abstract art here?"
The stone Buddha in front of him had its head removed and placed on the offering table, facing outwards from the temple.
Where the Buddha statue should have been headdress, three bloody human heads were placed instead. One of them, Modi recognized, was the head of the blind man.
On its two sides are three arms, each holding a magical weapon: an erhu, a scimitar, and a vajra.
The stone Buddha's body was mostly hidden in darkness, but its general outline could be seen, which ironically gave the entire dilapidated temple a blasphemous and bloody atmosphere.