Chapter 416

One Hundred and Seventy-Five, I Also Become a God

Lu Ya and Huang Xuan's late-night departure did not disturb the Xunyang night scene in the slightest.

The starry sky above was quiet, everything as it was.

Ouyang Rong, Xie Lingjiang, and the Xunyang Prince's family returned to the study together and chatted for a while longer.

It was mainly centered around Li Dalang, who had drunk the talisman water of the red and black talisman, showing concern.

"Dalang, is there any discomfort anywhere?"

Li Dalang: "It's okay."

"Dalang, if there is any discomfort, don't hold it in, say it quickly. Daoist Lu hasn't gone far yet."

Li Dalang: "None yet."

"Elder brother, did you hear the voice of Old Mr. Yuan? His appearance and manner?"

Li Dalang: "..."

Everyone looked sideways.

Li Dalang shrank his head: "Little sister's words are quite scary."

Li Guoer lowered her eyes and peeled a pear, saying seriously:

"What's scary about it? Old Mr. Yuan, we met him when we were young, a kind and amiable little old man, and he wouldn't harm us. Looking at Daoist Lu's meaning, this talisman has a deep origin with him. Looking at Daoist Lu's reluctant appearance, maybe we can even communicate with him."

Xie Lingjiang pondered: "Maybe it's just seeing the object and thinking of the person."

Wei Mei checked her eldest son's body up and down, carefully, and determined that he was unharmed before she relaxed slightly, then frowned and asked in confusion:

"Why must the four of us drink the talisman water of this red-something talisman, while Wanwan, Tanlang, and others cannot?"

Li Guoer shook her head:

"I don't know. The Decree of Descending Gods is a secret of the Maoshan Shangqing Sect. The disciples of the Shangqing Sect are originally the fewest among the Sanshan of Sanqing, so the supreme arts of Shangqing are the rarest and most hidden among the supreme arts of the other two families, and very few people outside know about them, instead becoming mysterious in the Jianghu."

"There are even people who say seriously that by using the Decree of Descending Gods, one can descend the heavenly people of the Divine Land, and even hidden existences like ancient immortals."

Everyone widened their eyes slightly, Li Xian couldn't help but ask:

"How does Guoer know so much?"

Li Guoer said calmly: "I've been quite interested in Qi Refining cultivators recently, so I've read quite a few wild records, and I've also asked Sister Xie for some advice."

Xie Lingjiang nodded: "What Guoer said is about right. The Decree of Descending Gods... is indeed quite mysterious, and very few people understand the specific details."

She stared without blinking, not looking at a certain senior brother who was looking up at the sky nearby.

Li Guoer finished peeling the pear and raised her hand to throw it at Ouyang Rong. Ouyang Rong, who was lost in thought, lowered his head subconsciously, and Xie Lingjiang beside him also had a movement of raising her hand.

But the pear was not thrown into the air.

Li Guoer's action of throwing the pear turned into holding it to her mouth to bite, the transition very smooth, as if the two of them were being sentimental.

"What is Young Master Ouyang thinking about, so fascinated."

Facing the little princess with plum blossom makeup's playful gaze, Ouyang Rong looked up:

"Not thinking about anything, nothing."

Li Guoer bit into the pear with her silver teeth, shook her head and blinked: "Is that so? Mm, I don't know what you're thinking, but it must be thinking very beautifully."

A double entendre, Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched slightly...

After a while, the study meeting ended, and everyone left.

Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang walked alone on a gallery facing the water.

"That bowl of talisman water can only be taken by the Xunyang Prince's family, because when performing the Decree of Descending Gods, the probability of success and the duration of the possession depend on the closeness of the relationship."

Ouyang Rong suddenly turned his head and said, whispering an explanation to Xie Lingjiang:

"Therefore, it is best for the descended and the possessed container to have a close relationship, the deeper the better.

"Old Mr. Yuan knew the Xunyang Prince's family, but not us, so the talisman water naturally couldn't be given to us."

Xie Lingjiang was thoughtful: "So that's how it is. So the Ru Shixiong's meaning is..."

Ouyang Rong nodded:

"Although Lu Ya didn't make it clear, only emphasizing that it can ensure safety once, this red and black talisman containing one Decree of Descending Gods, the 'god' invited, should undoubtedly be Old Mr. Yuan himself."

The two exchanged a tacit glance.

Xie Lingjiang narrowed her eyes and pondered for a while, lowering her voice:

"The Ru Shixiong is so clear, and was just watching silently, could it be that you have already mastered..."

"Hmm, Miaosi can provide spiritual ink, and as for the talisman paper, it's that old little booklet itself. I almost ignored it and went to look blindly; it was really effortless."

Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but look at the Ru Shixiong with a calm expression.

The latter's tone was natural, continuing slowly:

"Watching the use of the red and black talisman at close range just now was indeed very beneficial.

"I am a wild practitioner. I only have one 'Zhen Gao' in my hand, and I haven't learned it for long. My understanding of the Decree of Descending Gods is definitely far inferior to Lu Ya and those direct descendants of Shangqing.

"Heh, such a foundation-based supreme art of the sect is definitely the most core secret of the Shangqing Ancestor Hall.

"It's a pity. Even if Lu Ya and the Shangqing Ancestor Hall have a good relationship with us, if I go to be honest, they won't tell me. It's even possible there will be gaps and disputes. I must hide it. Sigh, I can only steal the art."

Ouyang Rong's expression was somewhat regretful.

The next instant, his shoulder hurt slightly. Turning his head, he saw it was the little junior sister hitting him with her fist.

For someone who had taken full advantage, Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but scold:

"What else do you want? People's most core sect supreme art has been learned by you. Do you want them to offer up all the other minor details? There is no such good thing in the world; the Ru Shixiong is not allowed to be too greedy."

"Cough cough, that's true."

Ouyang Rong rubbed his shoulder, his tone somewhat embarrassed.

Actually, compared to the Decree of Descending Gods, he was even more interested in another supreme art of the Sanshan of Sanqing.

That was the Square-Inch Lei Chi.

Compared to Shangqing's Decree of Descending Gods and Yuqing's Nine-Turn Elixir Formation, the Square-Inch Lei Chi was more overbearing.

Previously hearing Miaosi's praise, this was the top-tier thunder method in the world.

Only the Zhang-surnamed Heavenly Master in the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion could practice it, and even those with other surnames couldn't.

Ouyang Rong had previously seen the little junior sister use a purple talisman at Mount Dagu in Dragon City on the day of the decisive battle with Qiu Shenji. That was not yet the complete Square-Inch Lei Chi, just a gift from the Heavenly Master Mansion to the little junior sister to protect the Xunyang Prince's family.

The real Square-Inch Lei Chi could attack, defend, and also escape.

But even so, the little junior sister still relied on the incomplete version of the Square-Inch Lei Chi to stubbornly block Qiu Shenji for quite some time.

If he could learn the Square-Inch Lei Chi, he wouldn't panic when facing the Candle in the Snow in the future. He could slowly set up the sword in the Square-Inch Lei Chi, and the one who should escape might be the Candle in the Snow.

And hearing Miaosi reveal it, the Square-Inch Lei Chi seemed to be able to use thunder to escape, not much worse than the earth-escape divine ability of the Mysterious Yellow Earth Dragon...

At the moment, Ouyang Rong's merit purple Qi seemed to be able to act as the spiritual energy of other Daoist veins, driving many supreme arts that were not of his own Daoist vein.

The supreme arts of Sanqing, if placed before him, could all be stolen successfully.

However, like "Zhen Gao" and the Decree of Descending Gods, wanting to flexibly master the Square-Inch Lei Chi required learning the direct descendant's non-transferable secret "Divine Firmament Purple Thunder Art" of the Heavenly Master Mansion. This art was the top secret of Taiqing...

"In this way..."

On the gallery, Xie Lingjiang frowned slightly upon hearing this, her tone somewhat enlightened:

"Can the Decree of Descending Gods really invite the deceased to possess the body? I heard such speculation faintly before and thought it was fake. I originally thought that those possessed by the Shangqing Daoists were hidden existences living in the present world...

"Now it seems... after all, Old Mr. Yuan has already passed away, and he can still descend."

"Junior sister is smart."

Ouyang Rong nodded in praise, his tone quite emotional:

"It is consistent with my previous calculations. Tonight it is confirmed. It is indeed possible to invite the deceased who existed in the past, but the hardest part is still the condition of intimate connection."

Xie Lingjiang nodded, gently holding Ouyang Rong's arm, looking back at the distance, her lips curling:

"This Fellow Daoist Lu hides really deep, cautious and taciturn. It turns out he carried a red and black talisman from beginning to end, and only took it out when he was about to leave. It seems his defensive heart is not low."

Ouyang Rong smiled:

"Our relationship with the Shangqing Ancestor Hall is essentially just a common interest relationship, only with the Xunyang Prince's Mansion as a relationship bond. Supporting the dragon is the greatest interest of both sides at the moment. As for personal friendship, it still has to be put aside."

Xie Lingjiang was silent for a while, also sighed lightly, as if remembering something, and was somewhat dissatisfied:

"It's a pity the Ru Shixiong still upheld justice and gave Xiao Xuan to them."

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "That was Xiao Xuan's own choice. We said what we should say, gave the conditions we should give, and didn't convey it wrongly to Xiao Xuan."

As soon as the words fell, he heard a soft voice suddenly coming from the little junior sister beside him:

"If you spoke up, Xiao Xuan would definitely stay. Mm, little girls, they are the easiest to coax. It's a pity I am a woman. Don't you think so, Ru Shixiong?"

Ouyang Rong pretended not to hear, didn't pick up the topic, and didn't even look at the little junior sister beside him whose expression was unknown.

The experience of seeking survival from death told him that he must not hesitate at this time.

Ouyang Rong touched his chin, pretending to ponder:

"Daoist Lu leaving temporarily is not necessarily a bad thing. Previously, he kept testing us, making me feel somewhat tied up, and I had to hide some things, having to deal with it...

"Speaking of which, he even wanted to take Miaosi away. This Fellow Daoist Lu is really interesting, even more cunning than your senior brother. Tsk tsk, too dishonest."

Although it was a complaining remark, Xie Lingjiang beside him discovered that the Ru Shixiong was leaning back slightly, his expression somewhat sympathetic. It was very clear that after meeting a worthy opponent, he felt that he was even more cunning.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly asked expectantly:

"What did the Ru Shixiong gain from watching just now? Can you remember the decree on that red and black talisman and restore it? Can you also invite Old Heavenly Master Yuan?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head, his expression as usual:

"There is a gain, but it's not this. The handwriting of the decree on that red and black talisman should be Old Mr. Yuan's, no mistake. But it should be the standard decree for descending gods.

"I took a look, and it will be easier to draw talismans when I go back. I can just copy it directly; I don't need to grope for drawing talismans. It's all the same template, just draw according to it."

After a pause, he said to the little junior sister who had a confused expression:

"Junior sister might not understand the Decree of Descending Gods. The reason why the red and black talisman that Dalang drank tonight could invite the 'god' of Old Mr. Yuan to possess him is because of that inconspicuous drop of blood in the azure porcelain bottle in Lu Ya's hand.

"The most critical part of the entire ceremony tonight is this drop of blood. If I'm not mistaken, it should be Old Mr. Yuan's essence and blood.

"The Qi Refining arts of the Shangqing Sect are based on the Decree of Descending Gods. Having been passed down for so many years, it is very likely that many legendary heavenly masters or ancient true people have left behind essence and blood as a medium for later sect disciples to use the Decree of Descending Gods, making the connection necessary for the Decree of Descending Gods more intimate.

"Without an important medium like essence and blood, I wouldn't be able to invite Old Heavenly Master Yuan even if I descended a god.

"Speaking of which, although Lu Ya lost to the Yunmeng Great Lady in public on the ring during the sword questioning in Peach Valley last year, his actual combat might not be weak, and he might not even be inferior to the Grade 6 Candle in the Snow at the time. It's mainly because the Decree of Descending Gods cannot be used in ring sword questioning..."

Ouyang Rong analyzed it, sighed, somewhat self-deprecating:

"Poor me, now I'm just an outsider, with no medium or inheritance. I have to think of other ways to use the Decree of Descending Gods."

Xie Lingjiang was somewhat enlightened: "So that's how it is... The Ru Shixiong doesn't need to belittle himself."

She comforted him with concern.

Ouyang Rong looked at the little junior sister with a serious expression, and changed the subject:

"However, it's not without other gains this time."

"What gain?"

"The Decree of Descending Gods can actually be used like this, doesn't that mean..."

"Doesn't that mean what?"

Ouyang Rong put his hands behind his back, strode forward, and said loudly:

"Little junior sister, who says that using the Decree of Descending Gods must invite a god to possess the body? Can't I become a 'god' and, like Old Heavenly Master Yuan, even if I have passed away, descend into another container?

"As for the conditions to achieve the ceremony... looking at the relationship between Old Heavenly Master Yuan and Dalang, it can be roughly inferred that one of the descended and the possessed container must know the Decree of Descending Gods in order to produce a red and black talisman."

Ouyang Rong's logic was clear, he raised his index finger and shook it, listing them one by one:

"So this supreme art, which is the most hidden among the Sanshan of Sanqing, actually has two uses.

"Take me as an example. The first use: as a possessed container that has mastered the Decree of Descending Gods, use a red and black talisman to carry a descended person, whether deceased or still alive, without needing them to know the Decree of Descending Gods, as long as I know it.

"The second use: as a descended person who has already learned the Decree of Descending Gods, I can produce a red and black talisman and hand it to someone else, thereby going to a possessed container with a close relationship. This person also doesn't need to know the Decree of Descending Gods."

Xie Lingjiang was stunned, her eyelashes drooping, and she chewed on it for a while.

At this time, she turned her head and saw the Ru Shixiong smile slightly, put his hands behind his back, and drill into the night outside the gallery, leaving while shaking his head:

"Learned a trick, interesting, interesting."

When Ouyang Rong returned to the mansion in Huaiye Lane, it was already the second quarter of the Xu hour, which was past eight o'clock in the evening.

In this era, it was already considered very late.

Aunt Zhen Shuyuan did not sleep, sitting in the main hall, specifically waiting for him to return.

The two ate some late-night snacks together, and Ouyang Rong and Ye Weilai carried lanterns, one after the other, returning to the Yinbing Zhai.

Over in the inner room, Miaosi was still sleeping in.

After Ouyang Rong bathed, he put on a piece of clothing and, using the excuse of reading at night, sent away the white-haired maid and returned to the desk.

He took down the lamp shade and added oil to the lamp again.

Then, on the desktop where the light was brighter, he took out the golden alms bowl containing spiritual ink, and a blackened book page serving as talisman paper...

(End of chapter)