nucmednet Chapter 92 Returning to the Mansion
Chapter 92 Returning to the Mansion
After Liu Xun left, Ding Yi sat down in the archives and began to ponder.
From this perspective, yesterday's golden light didn't attract anyone's attention except for myself.
After all, he cultivated the Demon-Slaying Technique, which made him far more sensitive to demonic energy than others; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to detect this golden demonic light.
But most importantly, this golden light seems to have no effect on people at all; otherwise, the residents of the outer city would definitely have reacted today.
This external evil is nothing more than absorbing various special emotions or parts of a person to condense evil energy, so that those who worship gods can use it for cultivation.
Ding Yi had once pondered the principles behind this worship of gods.
Initially, he believed that worshipping the gods meant worshipping the 108 calamities, and that the body of the worshipper would be transformed by the statue, thus enabling them to withstand the erosion of evil energy and subsequently cultivate using that evil energy.
But after Ding Yi sensed the eerie phantom of the God of Calamity in Liu Xun's mind yesterday, he felt that things were not so simple.
"What the hell is this damned calamity god?"
Ding Yi shook his head, giving up on thinking about it. With his current strength, considering these things was too far-fetched. Improving his strength as soon as possible was the most important thing.
After finishing his shift, Ding Yi did not return to his residence in the inner city. Instead, he took his token and left the inner city gate, intending to go back to the martial arts school today to ask Bai Wangyun if he had any manuals on lightness skills, and also to ask him some questions.
Stepping out of the inner city, the familiar hustle and bustle immediately rushed towards me; this single wall seemed to divide the city into two worlds.
Ding Yi first went to the noodle stall where he used to eat noodles. After ordering a bowl of noodles, he sat down at the stall and listened to the discussions of the diners around him.
After listening for a while, Ding Yi regretfully discovered that no one was discussing anything unusual that happened last night, and even the Yin-Yang Sha was rarely mentioned. It was clear that the residents here had completely become accustomed to this kind of evil energy intrusion into their lives.
Shaking his head, Ding Yi finished his noodles in silence and headed towards the Bai Family Martial Arts School.
When they arrived at the martial arts school, Xue Bao and the others were still practicing their boxing in the front yard. However, there was a new face in the yard, who must have been a new apprentice who had recently joined the school.
Upon seeing Ding Yi arrive, everyone greeted him. Ding Yi glanced around and, noticing that Ma San wasn't there, walked over to Wang Hong and asked:
"Junior Brother Wang, where is Ma San?"
Wang Hong was also very happy to see Ding Yi return, and then said:
"They said they had some family troubles a while ago and haven't come since. They must have gone home to help."
Everyone knew that Ma San was the son of the Black Dragon Gang's vice leader, so they were not surprised by Ma San's sudden departure.
Ding Yi seemed to ponder this for a moment, then looked at Wang Hong and suddenly said:
"Junior Brother Wang, practice hard. When you reach the Bone Forging stage, I will recommend you to enter the inner city."
"what!!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Hong was immediately excited. He knew that Ding Yi wanted to help him, and he thanked him repeatedly.
Ding Yi smiled, then left the front yard and walked along the corridor toward the side rooms in the back yard.
To Ding Yi's surprise, when he arrived at the backyard, he found Nangong Tian there as well.
"Third Senior Brother, Master!"
Ding Yi shouted directly.
Nangong Tian and Bai Wangyun seemed to be talking about something, and they immediately looked over when they heard Ding Yi's shout.
"Good lad, you finally decided to come back today?"
Bai Wangyun beckoned to Ding Yi, signaling him to come over.
Nangong Tian glanced at Bai Wangyun again, then nodded and walked out of the courtyard.
"Senior brother, won't you stay for a meal?"
Ding Yi asked Nangong Tian, who was walking towards him, with some curiosity.
"No, I have other things to do. You should keep Master company."
Nangong Tian smiled at Ding Yi, then left the backyard.
Strange, Nangong Tian is coming back far too often.
As Ding Yi watched Nangong Tian's retreating figure, a thought inexplicably arose in his mind.
"Little Seven, your Third Senior Brother is very busy, so don't worry about him. Come on, let me see how your boxing is going?"
Bai Wangyun smiled and waved to Ding Yi, calling out.
"Master, I've been on duty all day and I'm so tired I can't even stand up. I still have martial arts practice tonight, so please don't make me suffer."
Ding Yi quickly replied with a smile.
"You brat, we martial artists don't worship gods. Only by mastering a martial art can we refine our internal organs, and only by reaching perfection can we change our blood. Otherwise, if our strength is insufficient, serious trouble will ensue!"
Bai Wangyun thought Ding Yi was slacking off, and immediately put on a stern face.
"Master, don't worry."
Ding Yi chuckled.
"By the way, you didn't come back today to catch up with this old man, did you?"
Bai Wangyun continued.
"Master, I came to ask you, is the only difference between a martial artist and a god worshipper that they differ in cultivation? What did you mean when you said that after worshipping a god, one is no longer oneself?"
Ding Yi suddenly became serious.
"Oh? This..."
Upon hearing Ding Yi's words, Bai Wangyun's eyes became slightly unfocused, as if he were lost in some kind of memory.
After a while, Bai Wangyun waved to Ding Yi and walked towards the side room behind him, and Ding Yi quickly followed.
The two entered the room, and Bai Wangyun found a chair and sat down. Upon seeing this, Ding Yi quickly poured tea into an empty cup and presented it to Bai Wangyun.
"Ah."
Bai Wangyun was very satisfied with Ding Yi's attitude, and took the teacup, drinking as he spoke.
"I came from the military. Back then, I followed General Huang Yuanhua in his campaigns against the various temples and shrines across the land, and that's when I truly witnessed the terror of the calamity star."
“I have a comrade-in-arms who is my friend. One day he obtained a blood-red idol on the battlefield, which is enough to make him a great hero.”
"That night, I was fast asleep in my tent when I suddenly heard the sounds of battle outside. Thinking it was a calamity attacking at night, I quickly put on my armor and rushed out."
At this point, Bai Wangyun glanced at Ding Yi, then continued:
"Guess what I saw? Outside the tent, there was only one man wielding a knife and killing indiscriminately, surrounded by people with spears. At his feet lay dozens of corpses, all of whom were soldiers of our Great Liang!"
"And that person was none other than my closest friend!"
Bai Wangyun sighed heavily as he said this.
"At first I thought he was controlled by the evil magic of the shrine, until I saw his eyes."
"Calm, indifferent, devoid of any emotion, yet smiling at me."
“I could tell he knew me, but for some reason, he suddenly became like that.”
"It wasn't until he was pierced by dozens of spears that I remembered the idol he had captured during the day."
“My friend, of course, doesn’t worship gods. He just took the statue back to his tent and said he would study it.”
As Bai Wangyun finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Ding Yi, his pupils dilating sharply, and he spoke each word clearly:
"There is something sinister about the idol; do not look directly at it."
Upon hearing this, Ding Yi was startled and suddenly recalled the scene when he was preparing to strengthen the statue he had brought back from Miao Buzhen.
At that time, he was also trapped in an illusion, and he saw a strange figure in the darkness. If it weren't for Changqing True Qi saving him, the consequences would have been unpredictable.
"Master, even if worshipping gods makes cultivation easier, it wouldn't be easy to defeat the army of the Great Liang on the battlefield, would it?"
Ding Yi suddenly remembered something and asked.
"The idea is good, but no matter how strong an individual's ability is, it is extremely limited on the battlefield."
"But worshipping gods is different."
"Take the Yin-Yang Palace in Qingzhou for example. Do you know what their strength is that allows them to stand firm in Qingzhou and intimidate others?"
Bai Wangyun smiled mysteriously.