Chapter 202 The Truth of the World (Additional Updates, Please Give Me a Monthly Vote)
"This Dou Qi system is very crude... but it should have some potential to be tapped."
Fang Xing pondered for a while, but did not stop chanting the Vairocana Tathagata Mantra.
The benefits gained from burning that 'Deer Head Spirit' would definitely not just advance his Dou Qi realm by one level!
As his proficiency in the Cross Breathing Technique continued to increase, it soon reached its peak and was about to break through to the 'Mastery' level.
The state of this stage, described in the breathing method itself, is "morning light"! Boom!
His proficiency increased rapidly, and countless methods of using fighting spirit emerged in Fang Xing's mind.
At the same time, he felt that his fighting spirit was almost materialized, possessing the power to crush ordinary spirits! More changes were in his spirit.
Light! Fang Xing saw a ray of light!
Following this ray of light, his spirit was infinitely elevated, and in a trance, he saw a pure white woman lying on the ground.
The other person has a plump figure, is naked, and has high protruding feminine features, which gives people a sense of motherhood and pregnancy at first glance.
Unfortunately... this is a corpse! Not only a corpse, but also a corpse with broken parts and holes all over its body. You can vaguely see countless little people entering and gnawing on it wantonly!
Following the glow, Fang Xing came to a place where the maternal corpse was and saw several figures emitting holy light.
One of them was vaguely connected to his cross breathing method.
This man has brilliant golden curly hair, eyes as blue as the sea, and a handsome appearance.
At this moment, the other party's mouth seemed to be filled with the mother's blood...
He raised his head, looked at Fang Xing, and gave a warm yet cruel smile.
…
"Depend on!"
Wall heard Fang Xing's curse coming from the tent and couldn't help but clench the long sword in his hand: "Outsider...what happened?"
"It's okay... I just need to wash my eyes."
Fang Xing rubbed his eyes.
Wall's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw that there seemed to be a streak of bright red between his fingers.
"I saw something I shouldn't have seen..."
Fang Xing washed it casually and rubbed his temples, feeling that he still had a splitting headache.
On the property bar, a new line of information appears:
[Cross Breathing Method: 93/200 (Mastery)]
"In exchange for a Deer-Headed Spirit, I was able to master my breathing technique, which is the state of Dawn..."
'The third level of the breathing method actually seems to resonate with the source of the breathing method?'
'The person I saw eating the mother's body, could it be Saint Longinus? The one who created the Cross Breathing Technique? He is strong enough... He looks like a high-ranking family member, or even a descendant of an evil god... But he is a little evil.'
Fang Xing naturally felt very uneasy for a being who was canonized as a saint by the Glorious Church to have ended up like this.
Considering that there were a group of people around Longinus...
"Has the glory faded?"
Fang Xing whispered: "The extraordinary paths in this world are not good things..."
Even though Dou Qi is an extraordinary path that seems to be based on the knight himself, the condensation of the Dou Qi seed is actually inseparable from the contamination of the evil god in the void!
"This entire world is polluted... or is it all a corpse?"
"All humans, spirits... no matter how powerful or weak they are, are parasites?"
"Because of this, even if the air is contaminated by the slightest trace of evil gods, over time, it will be no problem for the humans living here to become half-family members... If they are not family members, they will not be able to survive at all."
"And the key to a knight's condensation of fighting spirit seeds is not his own blood and qi, but to absorb the pollution of evil gods from the outside world and transform it into the initial fighting spirit seeds... When the seeds continue to grow, they will gradually establish a connection with the 'source'? Are those saints of the church all at the level of 'origin spirits'?"
The origin spirit does not need to be carried, only faith is needed. Through specific rituals and methods, power can be borrowed! "In the third stage of the Cross Breathing Method - Dawn, this can be done and the origin can be contacted."
"What about the fourth stage - Blazing Sun? According to legend, only one saint, Longinus, has mastered it. There must be something wrong here... Could it be that he transformed himself into food and threw himself into the mouth of the saint?"
"The real 'Jiaoyang' should have developed the essence of the evil god in his body and become a saint himself? Or... a high-ranking family? The offspring of the evil god?"
Fang Xing thought for a moment, and relying on his rich knowledge, he quickly confirmed many things.
"Sure enough... the extraordinary paths in this world are all traps!"
"Fortunately, from the very beginning, I replaced the original pollution with the pollution of the 'Great Sun Tathagata Mantra' to open up the Dou Qi seed... Therefore, although there is still a slight connection in the third stage, it is not strong, and it will not be affected by the 'source'..."
“Even if you cultivate to the fourth stage, you will only become food for the Great Sun Tathagata Curse… No, it’s a pity to cultivate into food. It’s better to go out and hunt a spirit… The Cross Breathing Method still has potential. After all, it is a method that can make you a saint… Therefore, the true ‘Proud Sun’ realm should be to use your own will to control the original evil god pollution, open up a new ‘source’, and cultivate into an ‘original spirit’!”
I have to say that Fang Xing was a little moved by this.
Because this cross breathing method can be learned very quickly, after all, it is a series under the "Mahavairocana Mantra" and can be blessed by the effect of this mantra.
Not to mention, cultivating the evil god's fighting spirit in this world is like adding wings to a tiger.
Apart from anything else, as long as there is a "pale mother body", just by gnawing on its flesh and blood corpse, one can obtain an endless supply of "energy", or even "divinity".
There will be no problem in becoming the offspring of an evil god in the future.
In fact, the speed can be unbelievably fast.
The offspring of the evil god is a powerful existence comparable to a martial saint or even a martial god, but becoming a saint through fighting spirit can easily achieve this.
"I already have the Vairocana Mantra, which is also a path to becoming an evil god... Could it be that I am born with a connection to the evil gods from outside the domain?"
Fang Xing touched the corner of his eyes, feeling helpless.
Now that he has condensed the Great Sun Relic, he has no problem looking directly at the offspring of the evil god.
But it was different from before. He not only saw the corpse of a suspected evil god from outside the domain, but also saw the growing descendants and upper-level relatives of the evil god, so he would naturally suffer backlash.
The fact that he has not been contaminated shows that his martial arts will is extremely strong.
"In this world, no matter whether it is spirits, great spirits, or even original spirits... they all have a single source, which is that 'Pale Matrix'..."
"So... what can I gain from this world? The divinity and authority of the evil god from outside the domain?"
Fang Xing's eyes were dim...
…
The next day.
The carriage continued to move forward.
After more than half a day, a city appeared before everyone's eyes.
It was a towering and huge city, located next to a huge black mountain range. A large river flowed through the edge of the city, reflecting the sunlight, making it golden.
"We are finally here... the city of the Duke of Tulip - the City of Gold!"
When Wall saw this scene, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The final destination of the young lady from the Soran family was here, and he finally delivered her safely.
"The Golden City... This mountain range nearby seems to be very famous, called the 'Gorron Mountains'?"
Fang Xing was more interested in the mountains next to the city.
He could feel that this mountain range was like latent magma, and no one knew when it would erupt.
"Yes... There are many rumors about dragons in this mountain range. More than one hunter claims to have seen a dragon... But you and I both know that there are no dragons in the world!"
Wall said something meaningful: "...Only the Dragon Spirit! A terrifying evil spirit of the Great Spirit level is sleeping under the mountain. It once wreaked havoc in the area and was sealed by a saint of the Church... But when it was sealed, a prophecy was left behind that sooner or later, this Dragon Spirit will wake up and burn the entire city with its anger."
"Oh my god..." Sophia covered her lips and said, "I thought of this... When I was a child, there were many terrible legends about dragons. Is this the original source?"
"Da Ling?"
Fang Xing showed interest, glanced at the mountain again, and then followed the carriage into the Golden City.
The gates of the Golden City are very high, shaped like a triumphal arch, and the streets are very wide, enough to accommodate five carriages running side by side.
After walking a distance, you can see a square.
"This is Piazza Santa Maria..."
The noble lady of the Soran family suddenly became very interested: "I have been here before... and witnessed several trials presided over by the Glorious Church. They threw the 'witches' into the stake and burned them to death... and used their souls to sacrifice to the Lord of Glorious Light... Some 'witches' could even wail in the fire for more than ten hourglass hours..."
Fang Xing couldn't help but curl his lips.
Ten hourglass hours equals nearly two hours. A normal person would never be able to stay alive in the flames for so long, unless... they were extraordinary beings with spirits on their backs! "The flames, the executions... even the crowds... are all part of the church's rituals. This is a seal!"
Wall spoke up: "We will use the power of the Lord of Light to seal most of the evil spirits..."
"Well, there are very few people in the square."
Fang Xing saw the white pigeons landing and foraging for food in the square, and couldn't help but say.
"Hmm? Now I remember... the citizens should all be in the arena at this time!"
Miss Sophia said, "The Duke of Tulip built the largest arena in the dukedom... It is open every once in a while, and citizens flock to it... Watching gladiator performances is the most popular trend in the upper class. I haven't been here for a while, and I don't know if the gladiator king here is still Sinbad... He is a powerful man known as the 'King of Gladiators', and he has seven championship titles. He has sent countless gladiator souls to sacrifice to the Lord of Glory..."
That's right! Opening a gladiatorial arena is not only a need of the lord, but also a need of the Glorious Church.
Lords would often throw death row prisoners, slaves, and prisoners of war into the arena as consumables.
As long as you keep winning, theoretically you will never face the death penalty.
In fact, a gladiator was considered lucky if he could survive a year in the arena.
Moreover, they will fight to their heart's content and use their own death to please the audience and the gods!
Fang Xing looked at Wall and found that this upright knight had fallen into silence. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It seems... in such a world, even the Glorious Church cannot avoid the bloody and crazy background..."
"A world after the fall of the extraterritorial evil god 'Whale' has unimaginable value for the evil god researchers in the main universe..."
…
Duke's Palace.
The current Grand Duke of Tulip is in his forties, has long burgundy hair, a beard, and soft features.
He stood on a tall tower from which he could overlook most of the city.
For example...the most conspicuous circular arena.
At this time, you can even hear cheers coming from the arena.
"From the sound of it, Sinbad has won the eighth championship of his career, right? How many gladiators did he execute today? Twenty? Thirty?"
Duke Tulip spoke with great interest.
There was no attendant behind him, only a man dressed like a scholar, wearing a green robe and a vine collar around his neck.
This is a 'Bachelor', who is often the second son of a noble family. They have no right of inheritance and can only practice as a knight or a bachelor.
Generally speaking, knights are given priority, and only those who do not have the talent for knighthood will study and become a knowledgeable scholar.
If you are famous enough, you will be recruited by the upper nobles and get a stable income.
As for the fief? Forget about it...it would be great if I could change my job to become a butler.
In comparison, the Cavaliers still have greater development potential.
But this bachelor was obviously different from the others.
His facial features were very ordinary, the kind that would be hard to distinguish once he blended into a crowd, but his eyes were bright and seemed to reveal a hint of emerald green.
"Sinbad has just executed his twenty-seventh opponent... I believe such a blood sacrifice is enough to satisfy the bishop." The bachelor replied, as if everything in the arena was vivid in his mind.
"The glory is gone, but the Church is still here... The Church of Sadhu, the Society of Scholars... My dukedom has only one request, and that is to stop the chaos!"
Tulip big open mouth.
Just then, a servant ran up the tower.
Even though he climbed so many stairs in one breath, his breathing was very even, not at all heavy. It was obvious that he might have the strength of a full-fledged knight.
"Your Excellency the Duke... the young lady of the Soran family has arrived and is ready to participate in the selection of the Holy Maiden of the Holy See."
The attendant bowed and reported.
"Sophia of the Soran family?" Grand Duke Tulip smiled slightly. "She is a beauty. She is indeed qualified to be the Holy Maiden of the Church... If she were twenty years younger, I might have married her directly."
At this moment, the eyes of the scholar next to him were suddenly covered with emerald green.
The scholar looked a little pale, took a few steps back, and sweat covered his forehead.
Duke Tulip saw this and immediately waved his hand to let the attendant retreat: "My 'prophet'...what did you see?"
"Dragon... The shadow of the dragon's wings covered the sky and the sun, covering the entire Golden City..."
"But at the same time, there is hope in destruction... The person who can completely solve the Dragon Spirit has arrived!"
The scholar's eyes were lifeless and his body was like a madman as he spoke his prophecy.
(End of this chapter)
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