Lu Bolapi, filled with evil, chose a good son-in-law and established a good family head. Even after his death, he couldn't rest in peace and was refined into a zombie.
One could say good and evil have their consequences; he purely deserved it... Mo Hua thought secretly.
Lu Chengyun cursed the Lu family ancestor while sitting in meditation to recover.
Mo Hua had no way to sneak out, so he just hid behind the altar, patiently waiting. He would wait for Lu Chengyun to leave before finding an opportunity to sneak out.
However, Lu Chengyun meditated for a long time, and his divine sense still hadn't recovered well... Mo Hua even felt anxious for him.
"Is divine sense recovery this slow?"
He could meditate for a while and be fine, but this Lu Chengyun was like a turtle meditating. He sat for a long time, and his divine sense still hadn't recovered much. This was too slow...
Could it be a problem with his meditation technique? Mo Hua frowned and thought again.
He had learned meditation technique from Zhuang Mister. When he meditated, his mind was empty and clear, so his divine sense recovered quickly.
Lu Chengyun didn't know how to meditate, his mind was full of schemes, his heart was dirty, so his divine sense recovered so slowly?
Was Lu Chengyun this slow, or was it that other array masters also recovered their divine sense this slowly?
Mo Hua hadn't compared much on this question before.
"It seems the meditation technique Master taught is indeed a good thing..." Mo Hua was grateful to Zhuang Mister again in his heart.
Lu Chengyun adjusted his breath for a while longer, then opened his eyes, seemingly a bit restless and impatient. His divine sense had only recovered a little over half.
Mo Hua was somewhat puzzled. "What does Lu Chengyun want to do?"
His divine sense hadn't fully recovered, how could he draw an array?
Unexpectedly, Lu Chengyun didn't draw an array. Instead, he took out a picture from his personal storage bag.
This picture was a bit wrinkled, with fold marks and uncleaned footprints. Mo Hua recognized it at first glance. The footprints on the picture were his own. This was Zhang Quan's ancestor picture! It was a zombie picture, and also a visualization picture!
This picture was indeed in Lu Chengyun's hand!
This "forget ancestors" bastard Zhang Quan actually gave his own ancestor to others, making it much easier for him to search. Mo Hua grumbled in his belly, then pondered secretly again.
Zhang Quan regarded this ancestor picture as a treasure and was probably unwilling to give it away permanently, only lend it. There was likely some transaction between him and Lu Chengyun. And in this transaction, Zhang Quan definitely gained a lot, otherwise, he surely wouldn't have lent the picture. This was a visualization picture that could enhance divine sense. Zhang Quan might not know how to use it, but Lu Chengyun was definitely clear.
Mo Hua was stunned again afterward. The use of a visualization picture was to enhance divine sense... But how did it enhance? He directly "ate" it because if he didn't "eat," he would be "eaten"... But other cultivators, whose sea of consciousness didn't have a dao stele or divine thought killing, shouldn't be able to "eat."
If they couldn't "eat," how did they do it? Would they not be "eaten"? Or rather, what was the proper use of a visualization picture? How did other cultivators use visualization pictures to enhance their divine sense?
Mo Hua was full of questions for a time, then quietly peeked out his head to observe Lu Chengyun, to see exactly how he did it so he could make a reference.
Outside the altar, within the Ten Thousand Corpses Array.
Lu Chengyun first took out an incense burner and offered three sticks of incense. Then, he respectfully unfolded the Zhang family ancestor picture, clasped his palms and bowed, then hung up the picture. In the curling incense smoke, he sat cross-legged, posture upright, gazed at the image, his mind wandering without things, quietly visualizing.
The aura of the person and the picture gradually merged. Lu Chengyun seemed to fall into a kind of mysterious, ineffable, gradually enlightened realm that could only be intended, not spoken. His divine sense also gradually received nourishment, slowly recovered, and slowly grew.
"Strange..." Mo Hua frowned.
This picture really seemed to be visualizable, and after visualizing, it really could nourish divine sense. This was different from his own encounter... Mo Hua recalled a bit.
The first time he saw the mountains and waters dao boy picture, the dao boy turned into a little ghost and drilled into his sea of consciousness, wanting to eat him. The second time, he saw the Zhang family ancestor picture, and the ancestor turned into a zombie, pounced into his heavenly court, still wanting to eat him... It didn't give him the opportunity to visualize and comprehend!
Why? Why could Lu Chengyun properly burn incense and pay respects, use the visualization picture to enhance his divine sense? While he only had the two choices of "eat" and "be eaten"?
And another question: When Lu Chengyun visualized this picture, did he not discover that these sanctimonious ancestors of the Zhang family were actually all zombies? Did he see it but not care? Or was it that he fundamentally couldn't see through it, so he didn't know at all? In his eyes, was this just a solemn and respectful picture of an ancestor imparting dao and resolving doubts, teaching industry?
Something was fishy... Mo Hua pondered carefully again: Why did the evil thoughts in the visualization picture want to "eat" him, but not "eat" Lu Chengyun... Was it because he saw through their true form? Or because his innate divine sense was powerful and a great supplement? Or was it purely bullying the weak and fearing the strong, seeing him young, so wanting to "eat" him?
Mo Hua frowned slightly, feeling that all three reasons were possible... Seeing through the true form, divine sense being a great supplement, and being easy to bully. If he put himself in their shoes and thought about it, if he were these evil spirits and ghosts, he would also choose a child like himself to "eat"...
People were good to be "ghost" bullied, ah. Mo Hua sighed helplessly.
On the other side, Lu Chengyun was still single-minded, comprehending the visualization picture, seemingly unaware of external things. Mo Hua then thought about whether to slip away now or later. But as he thought, he paused again. The visualization picture was right in front of him, why should he slip away? This picture was carried by Lu Chengyun. If he didn't find a way to snatch a bit this time, the next opportunity would probably be a long time coming.
But how to snatch? Snatching forcibly wouldn't work. He couldn't beat Lu Chengyun. Stealing... probably couldn't steal it either. Lu Chengyun wasn't a fool or a blockhead. His concealment technique could deceive him, but stealing things from his person was just not treating him like a person.
"What to do?" Mo Hua thought and thought, but couldn't come up with a good idea. In the end, he could only helplessly give up.
Suddenly, Mo Hua had another flash of inspiration. He couldn't snatch, he couldn't steal... but he could "steal" and "eat"! This picture was in Lu Chengyun's hand, he couldn't take it back for the time being, but collecting some interest, catching a few zombies, and hitting some tooth sacrifice, shouldn't be a problem.
Mo Hua secretly peeked out his small head again. His position was blocked by Lu Chengyun, so he couldn't see the full view of the visualization picture, only a part. But Mo Hua was very familiar with this picture. Even with just this part, he could roughly speculate the scene in the visualization picture.
The high pavilion was solemn and respectful. The ancestor imparted dao with words, and the immortal aura was abundant. Disciples followed his words and passed them on mouth to mouth. And Lu Chengyun had a focused expression, as if comprehending mysteries from these words, feeling the great dao, invisibly understanding it in his heart, enhancing his divine sense.
But Mo Hua heard clearly. These were not "words" at all, but some false, grand, and empty nonsense. They often talked about "dao," "fate," "true"... They seemed mysterious and profound, but were actually empty and nothing, nothing at all. Lu Chengyun was only intoxicated by himself.
Although Mo Hua was too lazy to care about him, the more Lu Chengyun indulged in it, the better. It would be best if he was brainwashed by the Zhang family zombie old ancestor and never came out.
Mo Hua did his own thing. He quickly scanned the visualization picture with his gaze, picking the fat and choosing the thin, and finally selected a Zhang family elder. This elder sat in the corner. The Zhang family ancestor was imparting dao, and the other "people" were all praising him mouth to mouth, but it seemed a bit absent-minded, only vaguely chanting something, going through the motions. Moreover, it didn't attract "people's" attention.
"Just you!" Mo Hua looked at it with bright eyes.
This elder was just chanting scripture when it suddenly started, as if it sensed something. It slowly turned its head, and in its turbid gaze, it also saw Mo Hua. Not unexpectedly, a change gradually arose. Under Mo Hua's gaze, this elder gradually showed its true form. Mo Hua's gaze was clear and bright, like sunlight, burning this elder's face, making its facial skin gradually fade, revealing its zombie true form.
This zombie elder was both angry and joyful. It was angry that a little ghost who didn't know its place dared to peek at its true appearance. It was joyful that this little ghost's divine sense was deep and must be delicious to the extreme! A little refining qi ghost with a childish face, wouldn't it let it slaughter it?
The zombie elder showed a drooling face, unbearably hungry, and immediately leaped up, jumped out of the picture, and leaped into Mo Hua's sea of consciousness. It was greatly joyful in its heart, thinking that a divine sense feast was coming. Yet it didn't know that what it was leaping toward was an abyss from which ten thousand calamities would not return...
Originally, it was said to add more updates this month, but the state is indeed not too good, a bit tired, not writing too much, and also writing more and more slowly... I will try to adjust a bit. This month is almost over, and I will strive to add one or two more chapters.
(End of this chapter)
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