noveltune Chapter 174 The Realm of Grandmasters, The Truth of the Heavenly Book
Chapter 174 The Realm of Grandmasters, The Truth of the Heavenly Book
Chapter 174 The Realm of Grandmasters, The Truth of the Heavenly Book
In the cabin behind the mountain, Mo Di sat on the bed, flipping through the books written by Fan Jin and others, sometimes frowning and sometimes relaxing.
Su Youli sat next to him, pursed her lips, and stared at the book, her expression unreadable, whether she was smiling or feigning seriousness.
After turning the last page, he gently closed the book and handed it back to Du Yuanping.
"Did you write this book yourselves?"
Du Yuanping shook his head. "And then there are those demons. They claim to have dreamt of divine revelation and recorded what they dreamt of. Most of the content in the book is written and recorded by them."
Demons, divine revelation....
"Elena, check on the mental state of the entire Demon Legion."
"learn."
Elena began to examine the various units under the law to ensure they were not contaminated by external spiritual influences.
"After the book was completed, did any problems arise among the mountain people of Dazeshan?" Modi asked again.
Du Yuanping shook his head again, "No, everyone is very law-abiding, and promoting this book can make our work more legitimate."
Whether it's carrying out education or implementing other systems, everything clashes to some extent with the thinking of the mountain people.
For example, the promotion of knowledge dissemination was opposed by some refugees.
Subconsciously, they looked down on other mountain people, believing that peasants should toil in the fields for a living.
For example, the idea that women could receive education and even participate in management was met with even more opposition when it was first implemented.
"They will say things like 'since ancient times,' 'the teachings of sages,' and even 'the rites and laws of the Great Qian Dynasty' to obstruct our implementation of the new system."
"But with this book, we can use the will of the Blood God to override everything, and the mountain people's reverence for the gods will make them accept all of this."
After Du Yuanping finished explaining, Mo Di lowered his eyes, rested his chin on his right hand, and his brain worked quickly.
For him in the past, the path of faith to godhood was not the best choice. Instead, it would limit him to one realm, causing him to lose his self-awareness due to the influence of faith. Therefore, he never embarked on this path.
But things are different now.
He has broken free from distortion and entered the awakening stage, becoming increasingly fanatical, and his Dao heart has become increasingly firm.
Only a fanatical and unwavering madman, completely self-centered, can withstand the erosion of faith and become a personal god who fully embodies his own will.
This path can supplement my power system. As for the limitation of faith in a single realm, that will be resolved once I complete that step in my plan. A myriad of ideas collided within his mind, and the more he pondered, the lighter his heart became.
"feasible."
He suddenly opened his eyes and said to Du Yuanping, "Since that's the case, then you can go ahead and do it."
2
The title of Blood God serves as an anchor point. Whether people initially believe it or not, as long as they remain within the area of influence of Modi, have heard of this title, and follow the instructions in the book, it will eventually take root in their hearts.
Even if they don't believe verbally, their words and actions will conform to the requirements of the book, and that will provide a continuous source of faith.
Just as Du Yuanping was about to leave, Mo Di suddenly called out to him.
"By the way, change the name of that book. Change it to something like 'The Blood God's Codex' or 'The Record of Sacred Words in the Blood Sea'."
After Du Yuanping left, Su Youli asked suspiciously, "Are you planning to believe in the Investiture of the Gods?"
"This is just one piece of my big plan."
Modi didn't know what he would become in the future, but he knew one thing: he would inevitably drift further and further away from people.
His original form can still maintain its human shape now, but it may not even be able to do so in the future.
Perhaps this is the price of becoming stronger.
"Inspection complete, Mordy. I must remind you that most units under the law have problems to some extent."
Elena's voice echoed in his mind. Mordy paused slightly, then asked, "What's the problem?"
"Their souls contain certain fragments of the spirit, including mine, and these fragments... originated from you."
"I?"
"To be precise, the reaction originating from your divine will and the seed of your soul is a kind of spiritual pollution that you passively released. According to Elena's explanation, the information he unconsciously released spread through the law to all the lower units of the law, that is, the souls of demons."
Their brains struggle to comprehend this information, and after a difficult process, they present it in their dreams in a form they can understand.
Because each demon is connected to the law, their dreams are interconnected, eventually forming a bizarre and endless sea of blood.
"Interesting," Mordy tapped the bed lightly, "Doesn't that mean I've become something like an Old One? Perhaps I can use that to spread my name."
Since things have come to this, let's focus on self-cultivation first.
Modi lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and the entire wooden house was instantly surrounded by the River Styx.
With nothing to do, Su Youli kicked off her embroidered shoes, put her small feet on his lap, leaned close to him, and wrapped one arm around his waist.
The two connected their energy, their spiritual consciousness entered the law, and they entered a state of dual cultivation.
The cabin fell completely silent, and Mordy's consciousness leaped to the Styx Law, using the law's immense computational power to begin its work.
What he wanted to analyze was the gains from his trip to Tianyong City.
The remains of a grandmaster, the Shooting Wolf, the Heavenly Light Cloud-Piercing Spear, the Meat Mask, the dried corpse in the cave, and the Heavenly Book Runes.
First, there was Huangfu Chong's remains. After dissolving, they turned into a pool of thick blood and were isolated and preserved within the demiplane.
This pool of blood is not only Huangfu Chong's flesh and blood, but also contains his spirit.
The master achieves a perfect unity of body and soul, with essence, energy, and spirit highly integrated, even approaching the point of being able to be reborn from a drop of blood.
But Huangfu Chong could not ultimately regenerate from a drop of blood; otherwise, his lower body would have already jumped up and fought Mo Di for another three hundred rounds.
It's also possible that Modi's fatal blow destroyed his consciousness at its root, making it impossible for his remaining body to recover.
In short, his remains, including his mangled body, blood, and divine weapons, completed the final piece of the puzzle for Modi on his path to becoming a Grandmaster.
The mutilated body and blood revealed the secret of the unity of body and soul.
The Heavenly Wolf Shooting Spear and the Heavenly Light Cloud-Piercing Spear then told him the difference between heavenly divine weapons and divine weapons.
The presence of the entire Black Armor Army, along with the numerous corpses in the canyon, allowed Modi to skip the accumulation process.
His own unwavering belief was enough to sustain the power of a Grandmaster.
The body automatically activated the "Blood Nerve." Within Mo Di's body, miniature Styx Rivers replaced all the meridians, and acupoints transformed into pools of blood.
Finally, all the Styx Rivers flowed into the Lower Danyou, which is the Blood Seal.
The former Blood Lake has expanded countless times, filled with external energy and the vast death energy of the Styx River. Now it can almost be called the Sea of Blood.
"It's time."
Mo Di first severed the dual cultivation connection with Su Youli to prevent interfering with her during his breakthrough, or being interfered with by her.
Within the Purple Mansion, his soul and divine will gradually dissolved, not disappearing, but merging into his body, completely combining with his flesh. The perspectives of the Blood God Children appeared before him, and Mo Di knew that these Blood God Children had completely become him. As long as the Blood God Children were all dead, he would never die.
Now, he is like a Gestalt creature, with all Blood God Children being a part of him. He can even produce Blood God Children on his own, no longer needing external souls as raw materials.
If we had to define a specific entity for him, then the only option would be the Blood Sea.
Once the Blood God Child spreads and assimilates the entire Blood Sea, he will truly become the Blood Sea Styx.
"Is this what it feels like to control countless bodies simultaneously? It's truly amazing."
Modi felt that the perspective before him was infinitely subdivided; the number of perspectives he had was equal to the number of Blood God Children he controlled.
With a single thought, countless others simultaneously perform different actions, sending back various responses.
Every minute and every second, there is a huge amount of information to process; for an ordinary person, this would definitely drive them crazy.
But Modi, who has already achieved a unity of body and soul and whose life essence is very different from that of humans, will not.
Without a soul structure, and with the entire sea of blood as his body, his computing power increased dramatically, which prevented him from being overwhelmed by the massive amount of information.
"Su Youli is right. The soul is merely a vessel for consciousness. True self-awareness should be determined by something more essential."
Modi assigned tasks to the vast majority of Blood God Children, such as cultivation, proliferation and division, deducing and perfecting cultivation techniques, or preparing for his grand plan.
The remaining thought processes are then directed towards the remaining projects.
He flipped his hand and took out the gluttonous mask.
The two divine intents above still exist, but they have become much weaker than before.
He activated the seed of his soul that was already deeply rooted in the sea of blood, and saw three dead spots on the Taotie mask.
Two correspond to two divine wills, and the remaining one corresponds to the mask itself.
After advancing to the Grandmaster realm, he and the Gluttonous Mask were of the same rank, so it was normal for him to be able to see its fatal point.
Blood Sea extended its immense spiritual consciousness, penetrating deep into the mask. Ignoring the mask's instinctive resistance and tearing, it seized the two divine intents within and extracted them.
One was shrouded in blood mist, shaped like a withered stalk; the other was nothing but a gaping maw of abyss, no longer resembling a human.
This is what the two divine wills manifested.
"A mummy, a huge mouth, and two inhuman, ghostly figures—what are they doing hiding behind masks?"
Even surrounded by the Blood God's Child, the two divine wills remained calm, instead speaking to themselves:
"What a talented young man! He's already at the Grandmaster level. Fellow Daoist Ti, it seems our plans have failed."
"Why don't you, Fellow Daoist Blood Demon, go and discuss with him whether he can give us his body?"
"Oh dear, how could I dare ask? Oh right, I still have two human-shaped lamps to finish making, I need to hurry back and catch up."
The two divine wills ignored the Blood God's children around them and talked to each other, sometimes even rambling incoherently, appearing quite mad.
Modi frowned, having some guesses about their identities, and tentatively asked:
"The first Blood Demon of the Blood Refining Hall, the Gluttonous Daoist?"
Upon hearing these two names, the two divine wills trembled and finally shifted their attention to him.
The divine aura shrouded in blood mist said, "Hmph, it's been a long time since I've heard that term. Young man, do you know who we are?"
"I've heard a little about it," Modi nodded, "Two heinous evil cultivators, one who kills people to refine blood, and the other who eats people without spitting out the bones."
"Hahaha, that's right, it's been a long time since I've heard something like that."
The abyssal maw known as the Food Daoist laughed heartily, its tone seemingly filled with nostalgia.
"As far as I know, you are all grandmasters, with your bodies and souls united. You should have died long ago. How could you have retained your divine will?" Modi asked.
"Dead? Yes, we've been dead for a long time."
The Blood Demon said nonchalantly, "Even if the spirit and body are united and lifespan is greatly increased, a Grandmaster still cannot live forever. Our spirit and body will eventually decay."
Then, he asked, seemingly casually:
"Do you know where a Grandmaster, or rather a cultivator at the Divine罡 Realm, goes after death?"
After thinking for a moment, Mo Di said, "I don't know. According to folklore, it should be going to the underworld, but I feel it's more likely to perish on the spot."
"The underworld? That's a fair description, but as for annihilation on the spot, you're mistaken."
The Blood Demon grinned and said something that shocked Modi: "Let me tell you, all beings at the Divine罡 Realm and above, after they die, their divine will or spirituality will go to a mysterious place."
"That place is the legendary location of the Heavenly Book itself. Everyone who arrives there will fall into a state of enlightenment without any awareness, becoming a part of the Heavenly Book, constantly deducing and perfecting it."
"Do you think the noises you heard when you encountered the Heavenly Book were hallucinations? No, they were the unconscious sounds made by everyone who had been incorporated into the Heavenly Book as they kept deducing its meaning."
After saying this, he fell silent.
The Taoist continued:
"I once accidentally stumbled into a mountain cave, where I discovered the legendary notes left behind by Chi Chengzi. At first, I thought it was some kind of divine skill, so I rushed off to translate them."
"Who would have thought that this contains the truth about the Heavenly Book? It is alive, and although it only has instincts, it can perfect itself through dead cultivators."
"Furthermore, it will even send down projections to actively seek out some exceptionally talented cultivators and promote their growth, enabling them to become more valuable grandmasters. After their deaths, it will then take away their spirituality."
"Now you know why I went to such lengths to relinquish my divine will and hide inside the celestial weapon, refusing to come out, right?"
Modi nodded, then looked at the Blood Demon, "What about him? How come he's with you?"
"He was just unlucky," the Gluttonous Taoist said gleefully. "He had already planned his escape route: first, he would retreat to his divine will, then use the twelve human lamps to lock it within his body, and finally put his body into a state of suspended animation to prevent his divine will from disappearing."
"But he never expected that the body I had my eye on, namely Xia Yunyi, would suddenly break into his tomb and devour his body with the Taotie mask. His divine will was also swallowed up by the Taotie mask."
So it's all Xia Yunyi's fault. This Xia Yunyi is really too bad. How can there be such a bad person?
Modi mentally blamed himself, making no mention of his own responsibility. "Young man," the Blood Demon suddenly spoke, "I know you want to kill us. After all, we are not good people, or rather, we are all wicked and unforgivable."
"But I still hope that you can promise me that you will be ruthless and make sure to crush every wisp of divine will, so that we will not become the cause of the Heavenly Book's destruction."
Modi nodded and said, "You can rest assured, I'm a professional in this area, and I guarantee I'll squeeze every last drop of value out of you."
The sea of blood beneath his feet surged with waves, instantly engulfing the two divine intents.
Neither the Blood Demon nor the Gluttonous Taoist struggled; instead, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
They had lingered on for so long that they had developed a death wish, and their only fear was being imprisoned by the Heavenly Book after their death.
Now, there's nothing to be afraid of anymore.