End of Week 1
The old emperor kicked the monk away, propped up his fat body hollowed out by alcohol and sex, pushed away his concubine, and clapped his hands in applause, "Good! As expected of the Holy Son recommended by the Imperial Master and Tentokuji Temple... No matter what decision you make, it will definitely bring me strength and immortality!"
The golden ornaments jingled softly, and the red robe reflected the dazzling skylight. Wu Ci landed gracefully, brushing his sleeves and bowing his hands. The emperor wanted to help him up anxiously, but he lowered his head and whispered, "The dynasty is corrupt and hopeless. To protect the people, I... ask Your Majesty to die!"
His tone was more humble than the last time when Tianji Taoist brought a group of yellow turban warriors to ask Daqian to die above the palace, but his attack was even more ruthless.
A punch was thrown, accompanied by the extraction of spiritual energy from the dantian that condensed into substance!
The old emperor's head was blown into a bloody mist by a punch!
The scene was stunned into silence for a moment, and then the emperor's favorite concubine screamed, "Guard the carriage, guard the carriage!"
The emperor did not bring a large number of guards with him to attend such a gathering, so who should have been the escort? Of course, it was the Tentokuji Temple, which was the state religion!
The old emperor's headless body instantly turned into a clay sculpture. Several monks who had had sex with the old emperor rushed up and quickly took off their monk robes next to the clay sculpture.
Their stomachs swelled rapidly until they tore themselves apart, taking out the unformed babies' flesh and reconstructing themselves into the old emperor with their own flesh and blood!
"Unorthodox methods will not work." Wu Ci kicked the guard who rushed up quickly with great force, breaking him into two pieces, and raised his hand to snatch the heavy halberd from his hand.
"Chu Ci, wake up! You are possessed by a demon! You have fallen into the scheme of the Heavenly Lord! If you continue like this, you will only continue to reincarnate and suffer over and over again! Stay pious, Buddhism is the right path! Don't believe any information from Taoism!" The old monk on the high platform not far away had a sad face and shouted angrily.
Chu Ci...I have been imitating for so long, it turns out that the simulated identity is called Chu Ci?
It is fate.
However... at this time, the old monk suspected that he suddenly took action because of "Taoism" and "Tianzun". Are Buddhism and Taoism here mortal enemies?
Wu Ci raised his eyes and smiled, "I have heard that Buddhism cultivates the afterlife, while Taoism cultivates this life. You use the false afterlife to do evil things in this life, but you say that Taoism will cause suffering in the next life?"
"Stop talking nonsense and turn back!" The old monk, who had talked with Wu Ci by candlelight at night and discussed Taoism, did not take action in the end. He just gave advice with a disappointed look on his face.
"There is always a way out? Where is that? You are so pathetic. You don't even know what is right..." Wu Ci's spiritual power was surging all over his body. He looked around, not knowing whether he was talking about those foolish believers or the confused monks and nobles.
“But that’s okay.”
With a sad declaration that sounded like a promise, he said: "I ask you to die first this time... This is a necessary sacrifice for me to be happy. Next time, I will save you."
The heavy halberd swept across, spreading a powerful spiritual force filled with murderous intent, killing all the believers and monks outside the hall. Only the old emperor who was protected by a group of monks was unharmed!
Living monks performing magic and monks shredded into meat sauce gathered like a stream of water.
The obese body was as tall as a mountain, with yellowish fat clearly visible on the flesh without skin. Along with the many exposed reproductive organs and heart beating, it looked somewhat evil and sacred in the daylight.
Wu Ci smelled the rusty smell of blood and the strong stench of heather, and frowned.
This is a flesh-and-blood Buddha that looks exactly like the one that suppressed the Taoist Tianji back then! It's just several times smaller than the huge Buddha in the palace that reaches the sky and penetrates the earth.
The giant Buddha of flesh and blood raised his strange clasped hands, and the pressure of the stench and shadow came closer and closer, covering the sky and the earth.
The old monk on the high platform in the hall shouted, "Chu Ci! Turn back now! Don't let your mind be corroded!"
"I am absolutely clear-headed." Wu Ci stepped forward and faced the palm seal of the flesh-and-blood Buddha. He continued in the blood without changing his expression, "Gentlemen, please believe that no one is clearer than me."
The evil giant palm covered with reproductive organs and blood pressed down again like the Five Finger Mountain in the legend, trying to suppress Wu Ci as it had suppressed Tianji Taoist in the past.
Wu Ci raised his hand, stirring up the spiritual energy in his body that had finally reached its peak as his soul climbed to its peak.
At the same time, he threw out his heavy halberd and pierced the old emperor who was fleeing hastily behind the flesh and blood Buddha! He nailed him to the ground!
The old emperor died on the spot!
"Bold demon!"
A roar was heard from afar.
A monk wearing a gorgeous red robe came flying over. Judging from the style of his robe, it was one level higher than the old monk abbot who had been summoned to Tiande Temple by Wu Ci before. His aura was powerful, many times more powerful than that of the flesh and blood Buddha!
"I, a poor monk, was kind enough to invite you to preside over a ceremony because you have the Buddhist knowledge. I never thought that you would ignore my Buddha's kindness and kill your fellow disciples and innocent believers during the ceremony. You even assassinated His Majesty and offended my Buddha! If you dare to do these things, then stay here today! I, a poor monk, will definitely put your soul into the Buddhist temple and burn it day and night!"
This is probably the national teacher who was born in Tentokuji Temple.
"No, you can't keep me here. No one can keep me here." Wu Ci's smile showed no sign of urgency, but rather a sense of calmness. "But, I will remember this grudge."
The Imperial Master frowned, thinking something was wrong, and was on guard secretly. However, after the witch finished speaking, he picked up a long sword from the ground, released the protective spiritual energy, and swung the sword to commit suicide.
The red robe was dazzling, entwined with her black hair and scattered on the ground.
…
Wu Ci opened his eyes, climbed out of bed, and brushed off the non-existent dust on his body.
All the anger I suffered in reality was released, it feels great!
He could even imagine the defensive Imperial Master's expression when he saw him commit suicide so cleanly after he made those harsh words!
Who knows, the national teacher might think that he has left some backup plan, and he can't sleep at night because of thinking about it!
The feeling of joy made Wu Ci want to laugh, but he was afraid that the black cat outside would hear him.
The huge gap between reality and simulation made him open his arms exaggeratedly with a funny expression, and he raised his head and laughed silently like an intoxicated and devilish clown in a pantomime. Tears of laughter rolled out, falling from his cheeks to his sharp jaw, flowing down his neck into his collar, and surging in his torso into an aftertaste.
This feeling of being the center of attention, of causing trouble to others without restraint, is so damn cool!
[You joined the Tiande Temple and became the Holy Son of Buddhism. You lived in the Sutra Library but your reputation spread far and wide. You presided over a ceremony to kill Emperor Qian twice, causing great shock in the court.]
[The abbot of Tentokuji Temple collected your body, but he was no match for the Imperial Master. Your body was regarded as a "Taoist demon" and thrown into the Demon-Suppressing Tower.]
[End of this simulation]
【Welcome back】
[Preparing to merge this simulated memory]
All the memories of more than ten years flooded in: escape, famine, refugees, bird demons, Tentoku Temple, inner strength techniques... Wu Ci suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his head and he couldn't stand steadily. His body, which was already sick due to the high strength of his soul, twitched violently, and a sweet taste appeared in his throat.
He was choked by the blood and knelt on the ground, coughing and swallowing the blood. He wiped his face with blurred vision and found it was covered with blood and tears.
Wu Ci was still smiling, ignoring the tears and blood on his face, his mouth curled in a strange and restrained way.
[Obtained Heroic Spirit (Outstanding Person): The Demonic Buddhist Son. Chuci]
After a long time, Wu Ci got up from the ground, staggered to the sink, and hastily washed the blood off his face and hands.
Behind him, the golden light spot above the contract evidence condensed into a young man whose appearance was highly similar to his.
The young man had a hollow look in his eyes, and he was still wearing the gorgeous red robe he had worn when he presided over the ceremony when he died, and expensive gold jewelry. He quietly waited for the witch's words to infuse his soul again, so that he could control this body again after so many years.
Wu Ci divided half of his mind and injected it into the heroic spirit's body. His perception was immediately divided into two parts. The part representing the main body was extremely weak, while the part representing "Chu Ci" could feel the spiritual energy flowing in the body that was full of illness due to the backlash of Tiande Temple's skills.
He tilted his head, and the young man in front of him also tilted his head as if looking in a mirror. After a while, Wu Ci was able to separate this synchronization and control the two bodies to perform different movements at the same time.
He suddenly had a brilliant idea.
How about...try using this Heroic Spirit to kill the black cat outside the room first?
No...not safe...according to the information we got before, it seems that Black Cat is a cadre of a certain evil cult organization, the second cult mentioned in the radio broadcast.
Besides, this is the era of spirit worship, and the abilities of various heroes are strange and bizarre. It is possible that some of them have the ability to investigate the case. If the black cat dies in his place, the Second Cult will find out about him and take revenge on him...
What's more, in this era of spiritual worship, it is certainly not easy for a cult to survive, and Black Cat must have his strengths to be a cadre.
Can't touch the black cat... otherwise it will only bring trouble. And the black cat has such a good relationship with the original body... it can also be used... killing the black cat will only benefit him and will not cause any harm, it will just make him feel better psychologically.
It's so frustrating... Life in this world is not as carefree as it is in the simulator.
Wu Ci sighed lightly and patted "Chu Ci"'s face with the back of his hand. Not getting any feedback, he felt relieved and turned on the computer to start searching for relevant history using keywords.
The first thing that pops up is some random information:
[How good did one’s Chuci skills have to be to be qualified to preside over the Tentokuji Temple’s suisheng ceremony?]
[Chu Ci was frightened by Yin Pa, and because he was not perverted enough and did not fit in with his peers, he became possessed on the spot!]
…
Wu Ci knew this would happen... He ignored it and clicked on the official encyclopedia:
[Chu Ci, a person from the late Qian Dynasty, was the son of the governor of Xiling County. He later worshipped in Tiande Temple and lived in the Sutra Pavilion as a Buddhist saint. Eight years later, he presided over the Suisheng Dharma Assembly. During the Dharma Assembly, he was possessed by the devil and killed the emperor. He committed suicide and his body was thrown into the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda for refining.]
[Due to unknown reasons or compatibility factors, there is no clear information yet on whether he has become a Heroic Spirit and has been summoned from the river of time. The estimated level of a Heroic Spirit is: Genius]
The ranks of heroes are divided into five levels: "Unknown", "Famous", "Famous", "Outstanding", and "Heroic Spirit".
The level of a hero at the level of a genius is similar to that of a simulator... At the end of the Qian Dynasty, starting from an ordinary human being, this level was already the top.
But that's not enough, Wu Ci wants to go to the extreme.
Judging from the simulation, he could not defeat the giant flesh and blood Buddha, nor could he defeat the imperial teacher. Moreover, the reason why he was able to kill Emperor Qian was entirely due to the speed of cultivation brought about by the strength of his soul, and he took advantage of the convenience of the ritual to get close to the emperor and take him by surprise.
If it was somewhere else, with those guards he had never seen before... there was no way he would be able to touch the emperor even a finger.
The only major event that made him famous was the "Suisheng Ceremony to kill the emperor" before his death. The title of "renjie" was just a false name, and the rumors about his deeds spread too widely.
In reality, the true strength of this hero is only at the bottom of the "genius" level.
Wu Ci has already obtained the Buddhist practice method in the first round, and all his memories have been integrated into his original body. Therefore, the next simulation should be based on the original body's memories.
It is equivalent to the script of the time traveler directly becoming the script of the reincarnation of the reborn person. By starting the second round, you can save your sister and mother. You don’t need to go to Tentoku Temple anymore, just take the whole family up the mountain.
In other words, Wu Ci can start by killing the famine refugees in simulated identities by relying on the memory of the skills in the first round. He no longer has to be cautious with the weak body of a child, and no longer can just any adult male take his life.
With this kind of start, you can wait until your family with the simulated identity is settled, practice for a few years, and then take a different path.
But he couldn't stay in the simulated world for too long, otherwise the redundant memories would overwhelm him, and his sickly body would not be able to support his soul.
Wu Ci reached out his hand and wiped his face, pulling down the corners of his mouth that were still curled up strangely, and made up his mind.
After the second round of training, try to explore useful information, pursue stronger training methods, and then commit suicide as soon as possible to prepare for the next rounds, so that the heroic spirits in the later rounds can reach the quality of heroic spirits.
If possible, you can also try to find ways to enhance the compatibility between the soul and the body, so that his real body will no longer be so weak because of the soul.
And there was the Imperial Master...Although he committed suicide, he died because of the Imperial Master!
The old bald donkey forced him to commit suicide on the spot to save his dignity, and even threw his body into the Demon-Suppressing Tower after his death!
He who doesn't avenge himself is not a gentleman!
He is no longer a little clown who is made fun of by others! He will never allow anyone to live in the world after disturbing his dignity!
Wu Ci gave the order to wipe out the heroic spirits of the first round without hesitation, "Prepare for the second simulation, choose the spirit division mode, and invest 9/10 of the soul at once."
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