Chapter 179 The World of Demons and Ghosts
Can the Way of Heaven be polluted? What's the connection?
But in the previous world, there was no parental love, and this time I traveled through time and space and now I have a father, which can be considered a blessing in disguise? Thinking of this, Wang Yao quickly stood up and wanted to go outside to see the father of this world.
Pushing open the door, there was a small courtyard outside. It was the end of summer when the cicadas were about to stop chirping, and a jujube tree was already full of fruits.
Wang Yao's expression was still a little pale, but he could move freely. Thinking of the horrifying appearance of the demon in his original soul memory, he couldn't help but shudder.
Just as Wang Yao was looking around the courtyard, the gate was pushed open with a bang.
A panting, anxious-looking old man rushed in with a Taoist priest. The old man was wearing a coarse linen coat and had an iron official seal tied around his waist.
Wang Yao didn't recognize that this was his father Wang Shi. Wang Yao lost his mother at a young age and was raised by Wang Shi. Even though Wang Shi suffered hardships, he never shortchanged Wang Yao's expenses.
He could even squeeze out extra money to buy medicinal herbs for Wang Yao's medicinal bath. However, Wang Yao was spoiled and relied on his father, the village chief, to do whatever he wanted in the village.
This made Wang Shi, who has always been highly respected, feel helpless and he had to go to the door to apologize from time to time.
The remaining regret and excitement of his original body made Wang Yao temporarily controlled by his body's instincts.
He ran up and knelt in front of Wang Shi, crying with regret: "Dad, I am unfilial. I shouldn't have been so stubborn as to fight against the demons. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
Wang Yao, kneeling on the ground, couldn't tell for a moment whether it was a physical instinct or an expression of his emotions as an orphan, but he could clearly feel that the obscurity deep in his soul had dissipated a little.
When Wang Shi saw his always spoiled son kneeling in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, feeling a little touched and a little anxious.
A pair of calloused hands quickly pulled Wang Yao up, looked left and right, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Yao'er, are you okay? Come, this is Taoist Master Chen, whom I invited from the Taoist temple in the county this morning. Let him help take a look."
Taoist priests? Wang Yao was a little confused. Wasn't the imperial court founded on military power? Why did he remember that Taoist priests had a strong presence?
At his father's signal, Wang Yao stretched out his wrist and observed Taoist Chen while the Taoist priest took his pulse.
He was dressed in a green robe, with a hairpin on his head, carrying a black cloth bag on his back, and wearing cotton and linen shoes. His face was ruddy and he looked very energetic, but he didn't look like he had any extraordinary powers.
The Taoist priest took his pulse for a while and said in a deep voice, "Your son is fine now. He may have been too frightened and his mind has been a little drowsy for a while. He will be fine after a few days of sleep and rest. If you are really worried, take some tranquilizers and he will be fine."
The Taoist priest turned around and said goodbye, saying he had other things to attend to. Wang Shi tried to persuade him to stay, but to no avail, so he let him go without offering any money or anything.
Seeing Wang Yao's confusion, Wang Shi patiently explained to his son, "I once sold a herbal remedy to Taoist Chen. I didn't ask for money, but rather a favor. Today, you've returned the favor. I didn't expect you to wake up on your own. I'm glad you're okay."
Wang Yao then asked, "Dad, why don't you ask a doctor? Can a Taoist heal injuries caused by demons and ghosts?"
Wang Shi replied with relief, "You're right. Doctors generally can't heal injuries caused by demons and ghosts, let alone someone like you who fainted. To be honest, I don't know why Taoist temples have thrived. There's also a Taoist temple in Dingping County."
"Although some Taoists can use some Taoist magic, the court respects martial arts, so you should not think otherwise. The most urgent task now is to break through the third level and enter Dingping Martial Arts Academy." Wang Shi was afraid that Chen Yao would think too much, so he added a few more words.
Speaking of Dingping Martial Arts Academy, Wang Yao remembered why he was so desperate to fight the demon last night. The sons of several other village elders tried to provoke him.
Each village can only recommend one candidate to join the martial arts academy. The strength of several young people in Yanxi Village does not meet the requirements, and the second level of the Fiery Fire Art is considered the highest.
The son of one of the village elders was the most powerful, but he was only at the second level. Knowing that he might not be able to break through in a short time, he made a bet with Wang Yao that whoever could kill a demon would admit defeat and give up his spot.
Last night, a demonic ghost attacked the village, and Wang Yao and his men met to resist. At the village entrance, a few old men stabbed Wang Yao in the face. The original body got carried away and rushed out of the crowd. He didn't want to be accused of relying on the village chief anymore.
The result is known to all. Wang Yao, despite his inherent courage, could not withstand a single blow from the demon and fainted. If Wang Shi had not led his men to rush forward and drag Wang Yao back, he might have died.
Yanxi Village has a simple early warning and protection formation, but to resist the monsters and ghosts, everyone has to gather together and rely on everyone's blood and energy to drive the monsters away, but killing them has never happened before.
I heard that only the demon hunting patrols in Dingping County have the ability to kill demons and ghosts, and even the village’s formations and defense methods were taught by the patrols.
It seems that only by becoming a demon hunter can I have a certain ability to protect myself in this world. This is not only an obsession but also the path I will take next.
As instructed by the Taoist priest, Wang Shi asked Wang Yao to continue resting. Wang Yao also wanted to sort out his thoughts, so he went back to his room and lay down.
Becoming a demon hunter is too far away, so let's first see how this world system can be used.
Wang Yao stared at one place with his eyes fixed, and it worked. The system panel was called out, and what was displayed on it was very concise.
[Cultivation: Acquired (Status: Ghost Immortal)]
[Skills: Basic boxing and kicking skills, advanced qi-reading skills (gray)]
[Kung Fu: Fiery Fire Technique Level 2]
[Origin Points: 175.1 points]
[Gate of All Gates (Evil): To be opened]
[Message 1: Initial integration of soul memory to obtain world information, world origin point +0.1, host, please continue to obtain world information.]
[Message 2: The original body's first obsession is to become a demon hunter in Dingping County. The second obsession is to move into Dingping County and allow his father, Wang Shan, to live a peaceful life. Please complete this within three months. After three months, the world's heavenly laws may notice.]
So that's how the world's origin points can be obtained in this way. Hey, does the plus sign at the end mean that I can add points to my skills? Wang Yao vaguely saw a "+" behind Basic Punches and Fiery Techniques.
"System, is it adding points like my own system?" Wang Yao asked in his heart. Who knew that a message would immediately appear on the panel: "System damage is severe. Surface intelligence cannot provide an answer. Please explore on your own."
Wang Yao almost vomited blood. You knew it when I asked you about the obscure functions of your body before, but now you can't even answer your own questions. You are the sub-body of the will of the universe "I".
Now that the host's system overlapped with Wang Yao's own system, the function was not enhanced, but lagged behind. This made Wang Yao speechless.
Forget it, just give it a try and you’ll know. After all, if you don’t complete your obsession after three months, there might be problems, so you have to seize every opportunity.
Wang Yao moved his mind and clicked the "+" behind the Fiery Fire Technique, and the system responded immediately.
[Do you want to consume 1 World Origin Point to upgrade the Fiery Technique?]
"Yes," Wang Yao responded quickly without having time to complain.
[Fire Technique Improved!]
[Fire Technique: Third Level]
Wang Yao felt a surge of warmth rising from his body, and as he circulated his skills, his entire body felt like it was burning with fire. Has he perfected the third level of the Fiery Fire Technique? Wang Yao was overjoyed. You know, the Fiery Fire Technique is the official entry-level technique of the imperial court, and it's not easy to practice.
Wang Yao has been practicing for nearly ten years since he was a child, but he is only at the second level. There are three levels in the Fiery Fire Technique, each one more difficult than the last. What's more, the system directly promoted him to perfection.
Now Wang Yao was filled with strength, his spirit was no longer weak, his eyes were bright, as if two balls of fire were emerging in them.
There was no sense of difficulty in mastering the technique, and it flowed smoothly. What a system! Wang Yao was delighted and then focused his attention on the basic punches and kicks section.
[Do you want to consume 0.5 World Origin Points to improve your basic punches and kicks?]
"yes!"
【Basic punch and kick improvement】
[Basic boxing and kicking: slightly accomplished]
Wang Yao quickly stood up and swung his fists and feet, striking a few poses. He felt much more flexible, but he still needed to test it in actual combat. It seemed like it wasn't a one-point increase per level, but rather something to do with the difficulty of the increase. Wang Yao had a good idea.
The reason why Wang Yao's father became the village chief was not because of his martial arts skills, but because he was his uncle Wang Yao, the chief constable in Dingping County.
Wang Yao's initial martial arts skills were also taught by his uncle, but from Wang Yao's current perspective, his uncle's martial arts skills were only slightly improved.
Even so, it gave Wang Shi the confidence to be the village chief, otherwise it would be difficult for Wang Yao to obtain the resources to practice martial arts.
[Do you want to consume 1 World Origin Point to improve your basic punches and kicks?]
"No." Wang Yao tested it and found that the points were not the same. Wang Yao was reluctant to use it.
Seeing that there were only 1.6 world origin points left, Wang Yao felt heartbroken and decided to use them when he needed them.
Now, the only thing left to figure out was the current traversable world. Could it be that the accumulated world origin points were not enough? Wang Yao made various guesses, but the system just didn't respond, which made Wang Yao a little discouraged.
Having just reached perfection in the Fiery Fire Technique, Wang Yao's body needed a lot of energy. Feeling hungry, he went to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat.
Before leaving, Wang Yao wanted to look in the mirror, as he still didn't know what he looked like. Unfortunately, his original body didn't have this habit, so Wang Yao looked at the furnishings in the room for a long time before giving up.
I had no choice but to look at myself in front of the water tank in the yard. I was about 1.7 meters tall, and my eyes were not deep and mysterious, but had the clarity and brightness unique to young people.
His black hair was cut in a messy pattern due to martial arts training, and his slightly immature face was handsome, with red lips and white teeth. Not bad, not bad, Wang Yao nodded in praise as he looked at his youthful face.
Of course, for someone who has worn out his body from working overtime, nothing is more satisfying than a body full of energy.
Wang Yao didn't expect that Wang Shi, who had just walked out of the kitchen, saw this scene of him looking in the mirror and shouted, "Xiao Yao, what are you doing? Come over and eat."
Wang Yao blushed when he heard this, and he quickly walked over to the stone table under the jujube tree and sat down. Wang Shi had already laid out the meal, a simple recipe: a few large pieces of roasted pork, a bowl of fragrant broth, and two plates of vegetables.
Wang Yao knew that the Treasure Pig was a pig that his original body had eaten several times. It was a pig that was raised on various Chinese herbs since childhood. The meat was delicious and tender, and the blood and energy it contained was several times that of ordinary pork. It was often used as food for people who practiced martial arts.
Wang Yao didn't know what the broth was, so he asked in confusion, "Dad, what kind of soup is this? Why does it smell so good? And why did you buy precious pork? It's too expensive."
Hearing his son's question, Wang Shi replied, "This bowl of soup is made from a piece of monster meat. Your uncle only got a small piece. He heard you were in trouble, so he brought it to you to nourish you. And there's also precious pork. Isn't that what you used to ask for every day?"
Wang Yao thought carefully. When his original self couldn't break through in his training for a long time, he would call Wang Shi to buy precious pork. He completely ignored his family's financial situation. Many times, Wang Shi had to beg his uncle for help. Now he didn't know what his uncle's family thought of them.
Wang Yao cursed his original body in his heart for being useless, then replied awkwardly, "Dad, I was wrong before. In the future, you should stop asking for favors from your uncle's family. It hurts your brotherly feelings. I will repay your uncle's kindness in the future."
Wang Shi was a little surprised and delighted when he heard this, but suddenly felt a little lonely. He waved his hand and quickly asked Wang Yao to drink the broth.
Wang Yao couldn't wait any longer, so he picked up the bowl and sniffed it a few times. It was much more fragrant than the pork. "Gulp gulp," he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
As soon as Wang Yao drank the broth, he felt a huge surge of blood and energy spreading out, instantly turning his face red.
No, I need to digest it. Wang Yao quickly stood up and started punching. The Fiery Art also started to work involuntarily. Every move of the Great Perfection Fiery Art seemed to be emitting flames, and Wang Yao felt a little hotter around him.
Wang Shi was stunned. Had his son reached the Perfection of the Fiery Fire Art? Wang Shi himself had also cultivated the Fiery Fire Art, but only at the first level. However, he had heard of the aura of achieving the Perfection of the Third Level many times.
There is nothing strange about the first two levels of the Fiery Fire Art. Only the third level can imitate the breath of fire to burn the enemy. When the third level is perfected, the breath of fire will form on the body surface.
When fighting with someone who has mastered the Fiery Fire Technique, one often needs to be careful not to get burned, which will distract him and weaken his momentum.
Wang Yao punched for a long time before he could digest the blood and energy in the broth. After finishing his work, Wang Yao stood up, clenched his fists, and carefully felt the state of his body. His strength and blood energy increased a lot.
It’s a pity that there are no follow-up skills, which is a waste. I have to join the martial arts academy as soon as possible to obtain the follow-up skills. Wang Yao feels a little sorry.
Looking sideways, Wang Yao saw his father's face full of surprise and relief. He rubbed his head and said embarrassedly, "Dad, I just broke through recently and didn't have time to tell you."
Wang Shi didn't say anything, he just walked over, patted Wang Yao on the shoulder, then turned around and picked up the precious pork on the stone table.
After a pause, he whispered, "Don't waste this meat. Save it for you to eat in the evening. When you grow up, you can make your own decisions about what happens next." After that, he walked towards the kitchen.
Wang Yaoshen stretched out his hand, wanting to say something but not saying it. However, he found that his father's back seemed to have put down some burden and looked much more relaxed.
Wang Yao smiled slightly, sat down, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and ate the white rice with vegetables with great relish.
When autumn comes, the leaves slowly turn yellow, and the flowers and plants gradually wither. Only the chrysanthemums in the yard bloom in the spring breeze, and the chrysanthemums are colorful and dazzling.
Red like a ball of fire, yellow like a pile of gold, white like silver threads. Among the flowers, buds were about to bloom, their petals rushing out layer by layer. The chrysanthemums looked like balls carved from ivory, standing proudly in the sunlight, a breathtaking sight.
The last sound of cicadas chirping can be heard overhead, and the dates on the tree are about to ripen.
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