According to the memories that the martial artist had scavenged and the senior brothers in the martial arts school, this was the case. According to Dao Chengyi's thinking, people at this level may have the ability to interfere with the gene expression in other people's bodies. In an instant, other people will change from humans into other creatures.
Absolutely legendary!
Wenxuan's praise was also like that. A normal person would be happy to hear it, after all, with the arrival of Zhuge Liang, there was the joy of being ennobled and appointed as a prime minister. Unfortunately, Daochengyi had a bigger ambition.
"You're quite the smooth talker, but I can't wait. I, your master, can't wait either. After all, as long as we succeed, this leg injury is nothing to worry about."
As Dao Chengyi said this, he also beckoned to the dog, who understood and took out a wheeled chair from the corner of the bed.
"Young master, your injury!"
"You may all come with me. If we succeed, you will all share in the good fortune today. If we lose, you may all disperse on the spot."
"A mere leg injury? How could it possibly stop me!"
After being picked up by the dog and placed on a chair, Dao Cheng decided to go to the martial arts school right now. It just so happens that today is a good time, otherwise, how much time would be wasted if he really pretended to be disabled?
Thus, seeing that they couldn't persuade him, or rather, couldn't say anything at all, the maids could only obey and go out with Daocheng and Gou'er.
They walked through the strange looks from the people on the street and arrived at the martial arts school, which was now in a very grand atmosphere. At this moment, a group of students were preparing to undergo the test of building a foundation for the Dao.
Led by seven senior brothers and sisters, the martial arts school master, the third young master and third uncle of the Mu family, and also the elder of the Mu family, Mu Dingshan, was giving a presentation on a case study.
"The Mysterious Female Daoist's Heart-Refining Mantra states that human beings are accompanied by animalistic instincts, and only by subduing beasts can one become a god. The same applies to martial arts; one begins with the image of beasts, takes the consumption of beasts as the foundation, tempers one's animalistic instincts, and comprehends one's true self!"
"Today, I lay the foundation for your path! Remember this! No matter what happens, remember your fists! Remember that you are human! Humans who can subdue everything with clenched fists! Forge ahead bravely! This is the way of martial arts!"
Looking at the crowd below the stage, Mou Dingshan recalled his younger days. He was the same then, and he was the same today, except that he was the one being inspired.
"Master! Don't forget about me!"
But at that moment, a young man pushed his wheelchair over loudly, bravely appearing there despite his serious injuries.
He was even more stubborn than when he first entered the martial arts school. Among the senior brothers and sisters, the fourth senior brother, Mu Jian, scratched his head and smiled, the third senior brother, Li Daniu, smiled helplessly, and the others had different reactions, some cold, some surprised, and some very interested.
"Ha, good lad!"
Mou Dingshan looked at Dao Chengyi, at those young, ambitious, and confident eyes, and finally smiled and nodded.
"Alright! Then add you to the list! Now that everyone is here, let's begin today! Let's establish the foundation!"
The dull drumbeats rang out, the cowhide drums thumping under the cow bone hammers, the incense made from boiled cow blood was lit, and the statue of the three sacrificial animals was placed in the center of the martial arts arena. It was a large bull shaped like a water buffalo, with huge horns and dark skin.
Also known as the Demon God—Citie!
The ritual of inheritance began in an orderly manner, with bowls of hot, flavorful herbal soup being served to everyone. Amidst the rhythmic murmurs of a group of people wearing bull-head masks, the place was unknowingly enveloped in a layer of inscrutable transparency.
At that moment, the seven martial arts school disciples and the school master began to emit mists of various colors, which flowed towards the giant statue. The blood of the three sacrificial animals was continuously absorbed by the statue, and the red-glowing statue showered its light upon each of them.
A primal and undeniable impulse arose within them, activating previously shallow and unwieldy power, until at this moment, the familiar scriptures resounded once more.
"The Gate of the Mysterious Female, the Primordial Deity of All Wonders, the Great Compassionate Nagarjuna, whose Merciful Salvation extends to all, those who cultivate it follow him, and all blessings are received..."
The firelight was fierce, casting incredibly tall shadows. Feeling this surge of energy, Dao Chengyi downed the bowl of soup in one gulp. At that moment, the past six months of his life since his transmigration began to replay in his mind.
From the initial joy of transmigrating, to the utter frustration of being utterly useless, to the arduous struggle for survival, enduring humiliation and having no status, to the eventual triumph of bloodshed and the subsequent rampant rise to power... right up to the present.
"I want to reach the highest point in the world, I want to have everything I want, this is my wish."
Just like that night when he swallowed the first Gu worm while dressed in rags, just like that night when he mustered up the courage to take out a sharp knife and kill that beautiful little sprout.
At this moment, Dao Chengyi gave his body to the most primal Chong Dong without any hesitation.
Plunder, occupy, grow!
An insatiable chasm of desire, an unlimited thirst for abundance, all devoted to itself!
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