Super Divine Daoist Skill-Chapter 84 Incense Fire Tao (Please Vote for Recommendation)

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Chapter 84: Chapter 84 Incense Fire Tao (Please Vote for Recommendation)

"Sure enough, after someone takes a life, they will more or less become tainted with a resentful aura. It is most evident at first, noticeable to those with acute senses, though it will settle after a day or two.

But this doesn’t mean the resentful aura has disappeared, it’s merely become less noticeable, something ordinary people cannot see or touch.

Over time, with prolonged exposure and accumulation, this resentful aura would affect a person’s fortune.

Those who are ruthlessly homicidal, if they do not know the method to dispel it, would even have trouble drinking cold water...

And this Grudge Cleansing Technique is exactly a magic that can eliminate this resentful aura."

A flash of realization passed through Bai Ziyue’s eyes.

This Grudge Cleansing Technique not only detailed the method of cultivation but also explained the origins and effects of the resentful aura, opening his eyes wide with intrigue.

"It doesn’t seem too difficult to cultivate."

Carefully pondering the records, especially the visualization method of this magic, Bai Ziyue’s Spiritual Power surged, and in his mind, he swiftly sketched out a complex rune, then a second, and a third...

When the fifth rune was completed, the spiritual power within Bai Ziyue was immediately stirred, with as many as fifty strands of spiritual power directly rushing into the written glyphs he had drawn.

Buzz!

A special blue light emerged directly.

Bai Ziyue’s heart moved, and he directly controlled the blue light to descend upon himself.

In an instant, Bai Ziyue felt a remarkable lightness on his body, as if something had been directly obliterated and dispelled. An extreme coolness and a feeling of clarity permeated his heart and mind.

"I didn’t expect to succeed on the first try."

Slightly surprised, Bai Ziyue raised an eyebrow, feeling a sense of happiness in his heart.

Just one spell made him feel as if his body and mind had been baptized, seeming to imbue him with an aura of transcendence.

"This magic, while not helpful to me in combat, is quite useful, and could even be used to transcend living beings. It’s certainly a wondrous mystic art.

Of course, it might be because I have too few spells mastered."

Bai Ziyue murmured to himself, chuckled, and then truly descended the mountain.

But soon, his expression turned serious.

He wasn’t worried about Zhao Gangyi’s ambush and subsequent counterattack resulting in his death. He understood his identity; since the opponent had dared to take such a step, they certainly wouldn’t dare to publicize it. Hence, very few people would know.

As for Guo Zhengyang, whom Zhao Gangyi mentioned, Bai Ziyue squinted his eyes. If he was smart enough, he’d realize that revealing this wouldn’t benefit him at all.

It was the Elder Scholar Temple Priest that left Bai Ziyue’s heart unsettled.

"I must find a way to investigate the matters concerning the Elder Scholar."

Returning to his residence, Bai Ziyue made a decision in his heart.

Fortunately, the Sunburst Gang, as the largest local gang, even with just its branch, had its own intelligence department, a subdivision of the Law Enforcement Hall called the Secret Records Pavilion, where many strange stories and key figures of the town’s history were recorded.

Bai Ziyue wasn’t certain if there was any description of the Elder Scholar within, but it wouldn’t hurt to have a look.

With this thought, he wasted no time and went straight out again.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the Sunburst Gang Branch, he happened to see Guo Zhengyang coming out.

The moment Bai Ziyue’s gaze met his, he immediately saw a look of disbelief, fear, and panic flash across Guo’s eyes—a truly complicated expression.

Soon, as if remembering something, Guo Zhengyang hastily lowered his head and cautiously passed by Bai Ziyue, quickly fleeing.

"Just as expected..."

Bai Ziyue coldly smirked but ignored him, striding into the Sunburst Gang.

The Secret Records Pavilion was located in the West Garden of the Sunburst Gang, since it was a part of the Law Enforcement Hall, average disciples rarely came there.

Of course, this was also because they were not qualified to view the materials.

Bai Ziyue had visited a few times, having mostly looked at eerie tales and descriptions of ghosts and demons.

Perhaps due to insufficient authority, all he could see were some things the public knew. The truly secretive and strange accounts lay in the second floor of the Secret Records Pavilion, accessible only to individuals with managerial status or above.

After registering at the entrance of the Secret Records Pavilion and deducting the required ten contribution points, Bai Ziyue gained half an hour to browse.

Not wasting time, in a relatively spacious room, Bai Ziyue directly found the Chapters on personages of Qinghe Town, some thick, some thin, numbering over a hundred books.

Spending nearly the time it takes to burn incense, Bai Ziyue finally found the records regarding the Elder Scholar.

It was then he discovered that the Elder Scholar’s name was Zhou Xiangui, originally from a wealthy noble household with nearly a hundred acres of land, enough to support his studies, and he was very promising, becoming a Scholar at the age of twenty.

He intended to strive further, and his family held high hopes for him. Unexpectedly, during this time, he became enamored with the pursuit of Immortal Cultivation, wandering daily, visiting Immortal Cultivators, and traveling to famous mountains and rivers, seeking Immortals and imitating paths. For three years, he spent a fortune, and coincidently, his family encountered great misfortune, with his parents succumbing to illness one after another, resulting in the downfall of their household.

Forced by livelihood, he first worked under the original temple priest at South Street’s Liugang Temple, then moved to Chongyan Mountain’s Earth God Temple after Liugang Temple fell into disrepair.

"Indeed, the information on the Elder Scholar is scarce here, but some insights can be gleaned from it."

Bai Ziyue pondered silently, pondering deeply.

When he became a Scholar, the Elder Scholar seemed to have been driven by an unknown stimulus, desperately wanting to pursue Immortal Cultivation... of course, this wasn’t uncommon. The Immortal Cultivation Method was reputed to grant eternal life, making it a dream for many, even far surpassing the number aspiring to be Martial Artists.

However, truly fateful opportunities to cultivate Immortal Techniques were exceedingly rare, far less than even a tenth of those for Martial Artists.

Upon reflection, Bai Ziyue’s stroke of luck in obtaining the Purple Qi Divine Observation Technique, an Immortal Cultivation Method, and achieving success in its cultivation, was undoubtedly a great fortune.

"The Elder Scholar’s three years of seeking immortals and mirroring paths evidently yielded no results, even if there were any, it was minimal.

Thus, he truly stepped onto the path of Immortal Techniques during his time at... Liugang Temple."

Through some events, Bai Ziyue quickly made some discoveries, then hurriedly stood up to search for information about Liugang Temple and its former temple priest, curious about their true identities.

Half an hour later, Bai Ziyue silently left the Secret Records Pavilion.

"Incense Fire Dao? If I’m not mistaken, that old priest was indeed a descendant of the Incense Fire Dao, no wonder he always acted so low-key and remained obscure."

A hint of silence flickered in Bai Ziyue’s eyes.

The Incense Fire Dao was once a prominent path of Immortal Cultivation established in both court and country by worship and offerings, having flourished for a time. But since being suppressed by the current State Preceptor decades ago, it gradually declined.

The previous temple priest at Liugang Temple was said to have been a descendant of the Incense Fire Dao, yet curiously, he mysteriously disappeared before the snake demon chaos, which allowed the court to conveniently lay the blame for inciting the demon disaster upon him at that time.