Chapter 812 - 387: Celestial Master of Maoshan! Zhao Jie Xuan’s Physical Body_2

Chapter 812: Chapter 387: Celestial Master of Maoshan! Zhao Jie Xuan’s Physical Body_2

The next moment, a red glow flickered, descending from the sky.

"Mars is blazing, illuminating my Core Pill." Ming Shenshou murmured softly.

His body was enveloped in red light, like a sudden blaze, yet the flames were not clearly visible.

"How dare you do this? Are you insane?" Ye Beichen’s expression changed drastically at the sight, and he exclaimed.

"Ye Beichen, are you worried about the lives of these ordinary people?" Ming Shenshou’s lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Our path of cultivation, with bodies like ants, perceiving the Heavenly Dao, gradually reaching transcendence..."

As he spoke, a look of compassion and pity flashed in Ming Shenshou’s eyes.

"The mundane sinks into the red dust, living life fleetingly, yet unaware of the grand Dao, finding joy in suffering, it’s truly pitiful and lamentable!"

"I am helping them to liberation!"

As his words fell, the red glow spread throughout the entire cabin.

This blaze of ignorance even made Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit feel terrified, with an overwhelming pressure seemingly about to annihilate him.

The heart aligns with the Jiang Palace, corresponding to Mars. Anciently known as a malevolent star, creating wild thoughts and igniting the flame. The Heart Palace ignites, scorching and extinguishing the Primordial Spirit.

The Jiang Palace is the human body’s Middle Dantian, which is the heart.

People’s wanton mind fire comes from this, with the Consciousness agitated, the Heart Monkey restless, causing havoc in the Celestial Palace, leading the Primordial Spirit to extinction and falling into mundanity, never seeing the light of day.

At this moment, the terror of the Lord of the Red Palace finally manifested.

Mars shakes, the Heart Fire blazes intensely, and the human tribulation descends from the heavens.

In this great tribulation, everyone’s Primordial Spirit is doomed to extinction, and on the plane, no one can escape.

This Daoist Skill Profound not only demonstrated the immense cultivation of the Lord of the Red Palace, but also revealed his ruthless nature, nearly leaving no taboos untouched.

"Infinite Celestial Venerable!"

At that moment, a Daoist title was proclaimed, a clear voice echoing within the cabin.

Golden streams of light rotated, like celestial scars tracing in the void.

Zhang Fan and Li Yishan’s expressions froze in bewilderment, the traces drawn by the golden streams of light were like the celestial movements of stars, the sun rising and the moon setting, unceasing stars.

In an instant, it seemed like time passed like a flowing river of light.

This technique surpassed the mystical marvels of [Daoist Divine Techniques, All Things as Talisman] by hundreds of times.

The trajectory drawn by the golden streams of light formed an extraordinary talisman, resembling a human shape, akin to characters, encapsulating the mighty power of Ghost Gods and subtly embodying Daoist skill’s profundity.

"Maoshan Shangqing Sect!?" Ming Shenshou exclaimed.

The talisman gradually dissolved, like a gentle breeze blowing through, like spring water rippling, instantly dissolving the red glow filling the cabin.

The terrifying pressure immediately receded, Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit regained clarity, and he instinctively looked up, seeing a short distance ahead a seat where an elderly man slowly stood up, wearing a newsboy cap and gold-rimmed glasses.

"Lord of the Red Palace, with such bloodlust, you truly have inherited the legacy of the Three Corpses Daoist from back in the day."

The elderly’s indifferent and calm words slowly settled, he turned around, and beneath the gold-rimmed glasses, a harsh brilliance flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Mao Xiaoyun!?" Ming Shenshou’s face turned slightly somber, recognizing the elder before him.

Maoshan Celestial Master, Mao Xiaoyun!

Li Yishan’s heart stirred slightly, revealing an unusual expression; evidently, he had heard of this name.

The Maoshan lineage, founded by the illustrious [Sanmao True Monarch], has been a Blessed Land Cave Heaven of the Daoist Sect since the Wei and Jin dynasties, overseeing the Upper Pure Talisman Dao, and guarding the Yin Palace’s gates, with demons submitting and a multitude of ghosts paying respect.

Mao Xiaoyun is not only the Maoshan Celestial Master but also a direct descendant from ancient times.

"What bad luck, I never thought this plane would harbor two Celestial Masters of the Daoist Sect!"

Upon Mao Xiaoyun’s appearance, Ming Shenshou realized he had no chance anymore; with the presence of two Celestial Masters, if he could succeed, then the Daoist Sect would truly be a joke.

"It’s not bad luck, but fate’s decree." Mao Xiaoyun gently adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, calmly said.

"Lord of the Red Palace, you thought you could hide in Chang’an, then went to the Qinling unnoticed?" Mao Xiaoyun said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Ming Shenshou’s face instantly darkened.

"Do I have your people around me?"

It was only at this moment that Ming Shenshou realized he had long been monitored by members of the Daoist Sect.

However, as the Lord of the Red Palace, like a dragon whose head cannot be seen nor its tail, few truly knew his whereabouts.

"It’s mutual!" Mao Xiaoyun said calmly.

The Daoist Sect and the Wuwei Sect have interacted for countless years, penetrating each other deeply, and neither knows how many of the other’s members are hidden within their ranks.

"So you were specifically here to intercept me." Ming Shenshou said calmly.

Facing the two Celestial Masters from Zhongnan Mountain and Maoshan, he showed no fear whatsoever.

"Today, we’ll first sever an arm of the Wuwei Sect."

Mao Xiaoyun shouted fiercely, a sharp gleam rising in his eyes.

"I won’t accompany you today."

Suddenly, Ming Shenshou’s Primordial Spirit soared into the sky, leaving the plane directly.

Buzz...

Almost at the same moment, the Primordial Spirits of Ye Beichen and Mao Xiaoyun also departed from their bodies one after another, pursuing outside the plane.

Whoosh...

It seemed as if time paused for a fleeting moment, and the lights inside the plane came back on, as if everyone had just awoken from a dream, a spring dream without a trace, thinking back but finding no marks left.

"My head hurts so much."

Around, passengers showed varying reactions, some felt drowsy, while others had not yet awakened, seemingly in a heavy sleep, difficult to rouse.

"That old thing even abandoned his flesh body?"

Zhang Fan turned his head to look at Ming Shenshou’s seat, his body still there, just with a lowered head and weak breath.

Cultivators emphasize Dual Cultivation of Body and Spirit, with the essence skill based on the Primordial Spirit, and the life skill rooted in the flesh body.

Even for Celestial Masters, the body is extremely important. Abandoning this body, Pure Yang would be unachievable, and cultivation would suffer greatly.

"It’s not that he’s giving it up; that’s just his fake body!" Li Yishan said solemnly.

"Fake body!?"

"Yes, that’s a common trick of the Wuwei Sect!" Li Yishan explained.

When Wuwei Sect members venture out, they may encounter danger, so sometimes they’ll find a fake body, attaching their Primordial Spirit to it. In case of danger, abandoning that flesh body doesn’t matter, ensuring their true body remains safe.

However, the Innate Primordial Spirit only perfectly harmonizes with the true body, and attaching to other bodies results in different rejection reactions, akin to spirit monsters seizing human bodies to become demons.

Therefore, a fake body can’t be just any random person found casually.

Especially for Celestial Masters, with a powerful Primordial Spirit, if rejection reactions occur, their Primordial Spirit wouldn’t be harmed, but the fake body’s physical form would experience disorder, endocrine disturbances, even immediate breakdown, emitting foul odors and pus, etc.

"Ming Shenshou as a Celestial Master, such a level of person can modify his body, not just appearance, but even size, internal microflora, endocrine systems, all can be controlled." Li Yishan said seriously.

With this, the difficulty in finding fake bodies for Celestial Master level experts is significantly reduced, for they can modify as needed.

However, this body can’t be used for too long, and its inherent strength would also be affected, with even the most perfect fake body only able to exert seventy percent of its power.

Unless, the body was inherently compatible with his Primordial Spirit.

"Ming Shenshou, that old fox, roaming the lands of the Ten Great Daoist Mountains, how could he really come personally?" Li Yishan gritted his teeth, looking back at Ming Shenshou’s seat, he already sensed a faint stench.

That fake body had been completely abandoned by Ming Shenshou, and subsequent reactions would occur sequentially.

But someone with Ming Shenshou’s cultivation and realm certainly had more than one fake body cultivated in secret, unless his Primordial Spirit was annihilated, otherwise it would be very difficult to truly kill him.

This represents the relationship between the flesh body and the Primordial Spirit, where the body is the foundation and the Primordial Spirit’s dwelling, yet being in the red dust greatly constrains it.

It is both the protector and the vulnerability of the Primordial Spirit.

"Fake body... that’s quite a good thing." Zhang Fan pondered.

Used skillfully, a fake body is essentially an extra life, and in situations of assassination or tribulation, it can effectively conceal one’s identity.

Speaking of which, Zhang Fan himself also possesses a fake body that’s nearly perfectly harmonious with his Primordial Spirit, allowing him to exert one hundred percent of his power.

"Zhao Jie Xuan..."

"Zhao Jie Xuan’s flesh body... where did I put it!?" Zhang Fan murmured, deep in thought.