About three months later.

Lin Chong, who was in Wuzhuang Temple, received documents from various countries. Some of them recognized the founder of Wuzhuang Temple, Lin Erzhong, as the Emperor of Taoism, while others denounced Wuzhuang Temple, saying that it was not his right to interfere in the affairs of the world by using its status as a Taoist sect.

True Man Qingfeng sent several divine realm monks to "persuade" these countries. Presumably, after 154 years of time travel, they would see all the countries surrender.

After all, monks, especially those in the divine realm, have too great an advantage over mortals, especially in this world, where the path of cultivation is extremely difficult due to the spread of botulinum poison.

That’s right. During these three months, Lin Chong studied the environment of this world and found that it was full of spiritual energy. The reason why cultivation was so difficult was because everyone had botulinum toxin in their body to a greater or lesser extent.

It is more appropriate to call it a parasite rather than botulism.

During the monk's practice, the botulinum poison is also being nourished and grown by the spiritual inspiration. In the divine realm, if the balance is not maintained well, the botulinum poison will replace the original consciousness, which means the monk will go astray, the botulinum poison will explode, and he will end up becoming a monster like the Meat Immortal.

When it comes to the highest realm of the divine spirit, which is the step towards becoming a scattered immortal, humans should have shed their mortal shells and achieved immortality. However, in this world, the botulinum toxin receives far more nourishment than humans, so the botulinum toxin will definitely take over their bodies.

Of course, there are also people with outstanding talents like Qingfeng who are barely enduring, but it is only a matter of time. During this period of time, Lin Chong used the power of radiation to treat him, which is similar to chemotherapy. It is only a temporary solution and can only delay the time of mutation.

Where have those flesh immortals above the scattered immortals gone?

In Qingfeng's memory, Lin Chong saw a nightmarish scene of endless mountains and seas of flesh, with huge flesh-shaped creatures living in an underground world that was like a cave. Qingfeng had seen this scene with his master in the past.

In this scene, Qingfeng's master suddenly lost his mind and turned into a huge fleshy tree with spreading branches in front of Qingfeng's eyes. Before he lost his mind and turned into a flesh immortal, the master used up the last bit of his magic power to send Qingfeng out of that horrible cave.

This is also Qingfeng’s biggest fear.

However, Lin Chong read some mystery from it. 704 had a guess, and collecting the power in this world was also to prove 704's point of view.

At the end of the 154th year of the time travel calendar, after three months of fighting, the process was basically the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple holding the collars of kings of various countries and asking them whether they would surrender or not, and whether they would recognize the Emperor of Dao. Anyway, Wuzhuang Temple received letters from all the countries in the four continents, and they regarded Wuzhuang Temple as their ancestral temple and called Lin Erzhong the Emperor of Dao.

This day.

A thick layer of snow covered Wuzhuang Temple.

It was white everywhere.

Wen Daoyuan, carrying a food tray, hurried past the locust tree in the yard and knocked on Lin Chong's door.

"Come in." A voice came from inside the door.

Wen Daoyuan then pushed the door open and saw Lin Chong sitting opposite a middle-aged man who was dressed in ordinary clothes but exuded a mysterious aura.

Taoist Qingfeng stood at one side with his hands behind his back, like a servant.

In Wen Daoyuan's eyes, the middle-aged man was even more unfathomable than Lin Chong. Facing him, it was as if he was looking at the sky.

Such masters... I have never seen such masters in my life, but how come they appear one after another?

The suppression of his realm made Wen Daoyuan dare not even breathe. He just put the tray in his hand on the table between the two of them and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment." The middle-aged man suddenly said, calling Wen Daoyuan to stop, and then said to Lin Chong, "Comrade Tianbing, this Taoist monk was also infected with botulism since childhood. With more references, it will be easier to correct each other's mistakes."

"That's fine." Lin Chong nodded, "Then let's do it at the same time."

“Please take a drop of real blood.” The middle-aged man pushed over a teacup with clear water in it. In front of the middle-aged man, there was another teacup with a drop of blood already dropped into it. The blood was golden in color and had a scent that Wen Daoyuan was familiar with. It should be from True Man Qingfeng.

What is this doing?

Wen Daoyuan looked at Lin Chong, then at Qingfeng Zhenren, and they both nodded to him.

So, blood dripped.

Wen Daoyuan pierced his nail, squeezed out a drop of real blood, and dripped it into the teacup.

Then, he saw the middle-aged man performing a mysterious method. Wen Daoyuan had never seen such a method before. He saw endless wonderful symbols emerging from the two drops of blood and then poured into the food that Wen Daoyuan had brought. As for the plate of pastries... they actually stretched out claws and grew heads, turning into a bunch of weird-looking reptiles!

That appearance is clearly that of a little meat fairy!

Wen Daoyuan felt a chill down his spine and almost swung his sword.

"Don't panic." Qingfeng stopped Wen Daoyuan's unusual movements, "This is a technique to trace the origins of the flesh immortals..."

"Source?" Wen Daoyuan thought about this carefully, and suddenly not only did he feel a chill down his spine, but even the hairs all over his body stood up in shock, "Could it be that someone put the meat immortal poison in the food at Wuzhuang Temple?!"

Someone wants to assassinate Master Qingfeng? !

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"No." Master Qingfeng sighed, "It's not that someone poisoned it, but the food was poisonous to begin with."

"...What do you mean, Master?" Wen Daoyuan was stunned for a moment. What do you mean the food is poisonous? Does it mean that the food outside Wuzhuang Temple is poisoned?

"Everything born and raised in this world, including firewood, rice, oil, salt, grains from the fields, poultry, and beasts in the forest... are all the sources of flesh immortals. All things in the world are poisonous!" When True Man Qingfeng said this, his long beard trembled slightly, showing his indignation.

"How is this possible?!" Wen Daoyuan was so shocked that he took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

“Foolish child…” Immortal Qingfeng grabbed Wen Daoyuan’s arm, tears in his eyes, “It’s not that cultivators like me are not diligent, that we haven’t found the path to heaven. It’s actually that the heaven and earth created all things to harm the human race, and the human race is born against heaven… Go, don’t spread this matter to others.”

Wen Daoyuan staggered out of the door, walking on the snow-covered ground, feeling a sense of desolation in his mind. How could the truth of this world be like this? !

…

In the room.

"Master Qingfeng, this time we are going to find the underground cave. It is very dangerous. You...well, you'd better not go." Lin Chong said to Qingfeng.

Just now, Zhao Hu used the art of incantation to identify the location of the botulism poison in the food, but that was not the point.

704 had deduced this long ago and had conducted experiments in the past two months, proving that indeed all food in the physical world contains botulinum toxin.

The purpose of summoning Zhao Hu into the world at this moment is to use the art of incantation to find the source of the botulism poison.

It is also... the place where those parasites that use humans as their shells hide after they become flesh immortals.

“Although my realm is low, I will soon reach the end of my journey. If I can’t see with my own eyes who is the master who controls this world behind the scenes and treats the human race as a parasite, I will be unwilling to accept this.” Qingfeng smiled bitterly.

"Well, let's go together." Lin Chong nodded. It shouldn't be too dangerous if they just went to take a look. "Master Qingfeng, the botulism poison in your body may not be incurable. As long as I can capture one or two flesh immortals in the realm of true immortals, there is still a way to resolve it."

"I understand, old Taoist." Qingfeng sighed, obviously not very sure that he could still be saved.

Three more~