Chapter 438: Magic Organs and Charge

The sky was filled with blood-red nerve worms entangled with rolling demonic energy. The fight between Baiyue and Zhang Wuji broke away from the usual framework. They were not judged by magic weapons or levels of Taoism. Instead, they imprinted their thoughts into each other's minds, polluting, distorting and eroding each other's spiritual consciousness, as if they were playing a game of reverse chess.

Externally, it manifests itself as a black and red storm that blocks out the sky and sweeps across the earth. Its colors change repeatedly, entangled and changing. Whenever the surrounding grass, gravel, birds and animals come into contact with it, they are infected by the huge thoughts, enlightened, and become a node in the neural network, or a wisp of black smoke of rolling demonic energy.

"What the hell is this?"

Lu Ya looked at the black and red storm. It was not that he could not see the essence of the two consciousnesses, but he felt a sense of déjà vu and peacekeeping.

The corner was lit up and darkened repeatedly, revealing Fengdu's appearance: "Baiyue is a genius, but geniuses are all crazy. When he used the skills to temper his mental strength and tried to sublimate himself, he accidentally glimpsed a trace of the true meaning of the devil in the Heavenly Demon Skill, and then he went crazy."

Fengdu shook his head: "He believed that the human body was too fragile to bear his own spiritual power, so he proposed a plan for the sublimation of the race to me. In other words, he said, we should stop being human."

"This world has no differentials like atoms. In essence, it is a single Qi that created the heavens and the world. The essence of cultivation is to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cleanse oneself, thereby evolving that Qi into immortal Qi and demonic Qi, and naturally becoming immortal or demon."

"I didn't expect Baiyue to come up with anything. I just gave him the scraps of my research results. It can be considered as recycling waste."

Fengdu stretched out his hand, and a trace of spiritual energy condensed in his palm. Under his control, it was continuously compressed and transformed into a seed. The seed took root, sprouted, blossomed and bore fruit under the watering of spiritual power, and finally turned into the flow of qi.

He opened his hand again, and the Qi became red and transformed into nerve worms, and then quickly turned black and transformed into demonic energy. He said, "This can also be considered a magical power of creation. It does not require the intersection of cells or the evolution of flesh and blood. It only uses Qi to evolve all things. It is probably the same way that the legendary god Pangu created the world and evolved all things, and the god Nuwa molded clay to create humans."

"I have only learned a little bit. It's okay to create some soulless plants, but if you want to make people out of clay, you can only create some thoughtless clay dolls and zombies. Maybe you can call them vegetative people?"

Gu Qingyuan looked at the constantly flowing Qi and also stretched out his hand. A ball of golden flame rose in his palm: "Fengdu, you have the foundation of flesh and blood magical power. I am on the path of the weapon refining avenue. Recently, I have been thinking about how to make magic weapons communicate with spirits, open their wisdom, and create a group of weapon spirits."

"With the Yuanshen Avenue in this world as a sample, and the immortality of the true spirit and the reincarnation mechanism of the soul, there are some clues. However, it will take some time to study how to make the magic tool give birth to the spirit of the tool and make the magic tool fully automated."

Lu Ya looked at the two of them, both of whom were the type to do great things quietly. "Hey, you two, you're not trying to say that the two protagonists fighting fiercely outside were your doing, are you?"

Gu Qingyuan smiled and said, "How else? Wuji was born under my watch and I personally trained him. His thoughts and ideas have long been locked by me, with layer upon layer of ideological imprints. If I don't let go, how could he turn into a demon body and thoughts, and infect the world with demons? He wants to break through the ideological imprints I set with his own hands with just a few words from Baiyue. Are you kidding me?"

Lu Ya scratched his head and said, "Although we are of the same mind, I haven't finished the research project I'm working on yet. I haven't even looked at the one you guys are in charge of. Just tell me, what do you want to do?"

Gu Qingyuan raised his hand, the golden flame twisted, and he gathered and refined the Qi. The spiritual power gathered and finally condensed into a talisman. He gently pushed it forward, and the talisman merged with the Qi seed in Fengdu's hand.

"I entered the Dao with a tool, but who says that tools can only be magic weapons? Using spirit as the material and thoughts as the auxiliary, I refined a false soul. How similar is this to the completion of the true spirit and the condensation of the human soul? And I have the way of refining the spirit with thoughts, and Fengdu has the magical power of refining the body with fortune. The two together..."

The talisman and the Qi seed gathered together and entangled with each other. The talisman shattered into golden spiritual light that rendered the Qi seed, and the Qi seed continued to expand and evolve into flesh and blood. After a while, an embryo was refined by the two of them.

"A blank spirit and an empty shell without a soul, combined together, is similar to the method of creating a human being," Fengdu said. "If it were in another world, we would still have to consider the derivation of the body and the fading of genes, but in this world created by one breath, we only need to solve the rejection of the soul and the body."

He sighed, "Unfortunately, the people created by this method are nothing more than empty shells without human consciousness, and such a crude refining method makes the life span of these vegetative people extremely short."

Fengdu watched the embryo grow rapidly, through childhood, youth, middle age, into old age, and finally die, returning to its original state.

"It is difficult to analyze the mysteries of the soul and the body. The vegetative people who were born according to the map cannot be adjusted to a perfect state. If you ask me, there are so many human races in the world, but the difference in the origin of each person is greater than the difference between a human and a pig."

"Some people visualize gods and demons, which can stimulate the ancient blood in their bodies and achieve various immortal bodies and holy bodies. However, some people visualize supernatural powers and dig into the secrets of the human body, only to find that their ancestor was a monkey."

He looked at Zhang Wuji and the other man who were still fighting. "Fortunately, the coordination between the soul and the body and the experimental samples have been put into use. Whether it is the integration of the Baiyue neural insect network into Zhang Wuji's magic energy source, or the magic energy being absorbed by the neural insects and derived into magic insects, the soul samples finally achieved will have strong adaptability and strong alienation characteristics to external environmental stimuli."

"At that time, even if it is a weapon spirit or a vegetative person, as long as this kind of soul sample is used, it can quickly pass the rejection period and enter the fusion stage, and derive various magical powers according to the different hosts. This is the subject of my research, survival of the fittest."

Gu Qingyuan nodded: "And I will also bring the destiny and cause and effect of this world into it. This newborn spirit will occupy the destiny and quickly replace the existence of the cause and effect network, but it does not have the characteristics of the cause and effect network that covers everything and controls variables."

He stretched out his hand and the embryo turned into a white spiritual light ball. "As long as this thing is completed, it can be used as a magic organ. The control of spiritual energy and the casting of spells can all be done by it, and the host only needs to focus on the development of this magic organ."

Gu Qingyuan stood up. The fight between Zhang Wuji and the other man was coming to an end. The surging black energy suppressed the neuron worms for a time: "The analysis of magic spells and magical powers can be operated by the neuron worm network. After all, this kind of neuron worm is used to integrate thoughts and then analyze knowledge with powerful thinking power."

He looked at the ball of light in his hand: "Next, we just need to incorporate the fused neural network into the heaven and earth as a fulcrum for exchange, and deeply bind it with the cause and effect of luck, and then we can conduct preliminary large-scale experiments."

Gu Qingyuan turned to look at the two people in Fengdu. The ball of light in his hand kept changing. Sometimes it was a spirit seed, sometimes it was a bird or a beast, and sometimes it was an instrument. "What do you think this kind of magic organ should be called? Spirit root? Martial soul or destiny?"

Lu Ya patted his face and said, "Since our plan is to unify the destiny of the mortal world, Zhang Wuji is determined to establish a unified dynasty. I think it's better to call it destiny?"

"can."

Gu Qingyuan looked at Zhang Wuji who had transformed from a ball of black gas into a human body and said, "The Moon Worship was just a casual move by Fengdu, but Zhang Wuji was the good breed he had carefully cultivated. It's not surprising that he could win, but it would be strange if he couldn't win."

Seeing that the immortal in the sky was about to pass away, Gu Qingyuan decided that it was time to strengthen Zhang Wuji so that he would not be crushed by others.

"It's been a while. There won't be much to gain from staying in this world any longer. The origin of this world is controlled by only a small group of people, causing the cultivation world to be weaker with each generation. The benefits generated are much lower than when we first entered this world. Next, we must speed up the pace of unification and use the calamity to break free from the shackles of time and go to the ancient times."

He thought silently, the time limit set by Gu Qingyuan for Zhang Wuji was one year, he couldn't wait for several years just to unify the mortal world.

'I hope it's exciting enough and worth the effort I put in.'

Gu Qingyuan looked up and saw Wu Hong's figure running in the long river of time. The fate of this world was messed up by him, and it had begun to become an independent timeline. The variables resulting from this were all used by him to disrupt the waves of the long river of time, causing wrinkles in time, and thus jumping out of this shallow beach.

————————Zhang Wuji was not aware that he had very little time, and at this moment he was pressing his forehead, rubbing it constantly.

Although he had defeated Baiyue and incorporated the neural worm into his own system, things were far from that simple. Baiyue's mental power was too strong, comparable to that of a Buddha Vajra who had practiced his own thoughts. Even with Zhang Wuji's strength, he was unable to completely devour it, and instead felt a little helpless.

He closed his eyes and probed into his heart with his spiritual sense. Originally there was a red lotus offering the origin of the magic pill, but now there was another object next to it. It was a beating heart. As the heart contracted and squeezed, streams of nerve worms turned into blood and flowed through Zhang Wuji's body.

And he could sense the consciousness of those drops of blood, and even hear whispers. They were not devoured by the devil, nor were they afraid of being polluted. Instead, they were enthusiastically discussing their current state of existence and began to study themselves with great interest.

Zhang Wuji heard every word of those arguments interspersed with various professional terms. To him, this was no less than an idealist monk being influenced by the knowledge of calculus, quantum mechanics, physics, etc. all the time.

The collision of two similar yet distinct theories caused Zhang Wuji to fall into an unexplainable state. He knew that Baiyue did this on purpose. Now they were symbiotic and one with each other. Baiyue was just a parasite in his consciousness, and he could not do anything about him. In fact, because he had already devoured him, the state of the two individuals was even more difficult to distinguish.

Zhang Wuji looked coldly, feeling annoyed. The Moon Worship had polluted his consciousness. Or rather, the Moon Worship now was also himself, but now this consciousness was somewhat disobedient, as if he had suddenly grown a hand with independent consciousness.

He stood there quietly. After a strange fight, the wild beasts nearby were contaminated by the two men's thoughts and turned into part of their composition. Even the gravel was emptied for several feet and turned into various earth spirits. Only a big hole remained.

It was not until the sun set and colorful clouds appeared that Zhang Wuji let out a breath of exhaustion. Before he could move, his face became serious. His sensitive mind detected the changes in the energy, and his five senses had already detected vibrations in the distance.

The fine dust on the ground began to tremble, which meant that not far away, there were a large number of horses galloping. In that direction, the only people who could have a large number of horses were the foreign tribes on the grassland.

Zhang Wuji didn't do much. The important thing was how to integrate his mind. Unfortunately, if he didn't look for things to do when he had time, things would keep bothering him.

The barbarian army in the distance was marching straight in and should have passed Zhang Wuji by, but they suddenly stopped, turned their horses' heads, and headed towards Jizhou City.

The leading general was called Wanyan Gu, a Jurchen general and the younger brother of the tribal Khan Wanyan Shu. He was dressed in beast fur and had a skirt armor wrapped around his waist.

There are many tribes on the grassland. His branch is called Haixi Jurchen. The Jurchens are widely distributed, but the Wanyan Jurchens are the largest one. As for the others, they are just poor relatives scattered outside.

Wanyan Gu straightened the messy hair on the side of his soft armor and said to the staff behind him in half-familiar Chinese: "The city of Jizhou is ahead. I heard that the Mengwu had massacred the city. In your opinion, should we go and explore it?"

Behind him was a Han Chinese, but his clothes were almost the same as those of the Jurchens. He even had half of his hair shaved off, revealing his shiny forehead, with a small braid at the back of his head.

The staff looked at the army that was already rushing towards Jizhou City and sighed inwardly: "General, the Mongol massacre was too brutal. The times are different now. Since the Mongol Khan intends to rule the Central Plains, we should not resort to force but should tame and subdue them. Now that the order to massacre the city has been issued, it will inevitably provoke resistance from the Han people, which is not good for the overall situation."

"In my opinion, the Mengwu had stayed in Jizhou City for a short time. Perhaps the shamans who accompanied the army did something. At this time, all the people in Jizhou City have died. Various ominous energies have gathered. I am afraid that it has become a very dangerous place."

There was some dissuasion in his words, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. Wanyan Gu waved his whip nonchalantly and said, "Since Mengwu has made such a move, I must go and take a look. We are the pathfinders and we have to pave a way for the army behind us. Of course, we will go to the most dangerous places."

After saying this, he no longer looked at the aide. Before leaving, his brother had told him that he could ask the Han people first if he encountered any problems. However, Wanyan Gu was a Jurchen noble and looked down upon the Han people who had surrendered. How could people trust such a treacherous and mean person? The fact that he asked along the way was only because he remembered his brother's instructions and was dealing with official business.

The group rode on fine war horses, and after a while, they saw the remaining ruins of Jizhou City.

"It was burned very cleanly. It must have been the work of the Mongol shaman," said Wanyan Gu. He had massacred cities countless times and knew very well what the city would look like after the fire. It was far from what he saw before him, and the fire that was set must not be ordinary fire.

"It seems that the nobles of Mengwu are also getting anxious. Now that my Jurchens are in full swing, nearly half of the leaders of the Jinting tent have begun to side with my Jurchens. Mengwu is beginning to weaken. We must take advantage of this southward march to cut off Mengwu's chance of survival and kill him. We must at least recuperate for hundreds of years, otherwise, it will be my Jurchen warriors who will die."

Wanyan Gu is not brainless, but being a brainless reckless man is more popular on the grassland. Besides, his elder brother is already a wise general, and in recent years he has been known as the "King of Mercy". As Wanyan Shu's younger brother, it is naturally more suitable for him to play the role of a man with strong limbs and a simple mind.

"Oh? There is actually a Han Chinese here. Is he the one who died after his family was destroyed?" He suddenly saw a young man standing alone next to the ruins of Jizhou City. He didn't even run away when he saw the army coming.

"It seems that they were so frightened by my Jurchen cavalry that they couldn't move!"

Someone nearby responded, a strong and powerful general. Wanyan Gu felt something was wrong and waved his hand, "Go and ask the shamans in the carriage behind to come. Aren't they good at the art of seeing qi? Come and see if that person is a human or a ghost!"

The soldier took the order and left. The general beside Wanyan Gu said with a smile: "Why bother the great wizard? Let me chop him with my sword to see if he is a man or a ghost. I don't believe he can stop my Jurchen cavalry."

Wanyan Gu slapped the general on the helmet and said, "Don't be careless. You have been out for a long time and have never seen the magic of the practitioners in the Middle Earth. But I have seen it, and I escaped death. I am much more powerful than the magicians in the tribe who can only torture girls and play with bones."

He looked up at the young man. Having said that, Wanyan Gu still didn't quite believe that the man was a cultivator. He had excellent eyesight and was a good archer. He could clearly see that the man's face looked dull and even a little stupid.

Wanyan Gu thought about it, reached out to take the bow and arrow, fiddled with the bone ring on his finger, clicked the string with his thumb, pressed his index finger on his thumb, the tail of the arrow was stuck in the finger sockets of the thumb and index finger, the feather arrow pointed directly at the man, the bow string was shocked like thunder, and the arrow turned into a gust of wind and broke through the air.

The next second, he saw the stunned young man raise his hand, pinch the feather arrow with two fingers, a sinister smile appeared on his face, his lips moved a few times, and then his figure rushed forward.

I am coming?
Wanyan Gu sneered. He now had not only a few hundred soldiers but tens of thousands of them. Even if he was a Taoist monk, if he fell into the army formation, he would be exhausted and be surrounded and killed. He had killed swordsmen and Taoist priests in the Middle-earth before.

"Arrange the formation, raise the bow, fire three waves at the front, let him in and then kill him!"

He shouted, and the army obeyed the order and changed the formation. Zhang Wuji was now very angry, so he secretly exerted force with his hand and the feather arrow flew back.

Before Wanyan Gu could react, the black light transformed from the feather arrow had already flown past him and pierced into the chest of the general next to him, knocking the unlucky general off his horse. The remaining force of the arrow passed through his chest, leaving a big hole, and pierced several cavalrymen straight through, like a string of candied haws, which were already exhaling but not inhaling.

In the blink of an eye, a figure slammed into the army formation. He waved his hands, and sword energy flew out from his sleeves. He moved like a green snake, raising countless broken limbs and arms.

(End of this chapter)