The Black Pot responded, jumped onto the cart, retrieved the Sheep Horn Heavenly Spirit Lamp, hung it on the Hua Gai, and lit the wick.
It spread out the Geographical Map, offered up the Mountain and River Map, and compared the surrounding geography, searching whether there were additional peaks.
Chen Shi walked quietly beside the wooden cart, pondering the mysteries of existence and non-existence.
Little Dun Fairy sat in the small temple behind his head, attempting to ditate and cultivate, but her heart spirit was restless, unable to ditate, feeling anxious: "If he... if he truly comprehends the secret to break through without cutting the Three Corpses, wouldn’t I have to willingly strip off my clothes for him to see?"
Her face turned red with embarrassnt, she clenched her fists tightly, making cracking sounds: "How could I agree to such a thing without thinking? Could it be that I’ve been affected by the Three Corpse Gods? That’s not right, my Three Corpse Gods have long been cut... But, why do I still have desires even after cutting the Three Corpses?"
She suddenly beca alert inside.
Chen Shi had too deep an influence on her, or rather, too deep an influence on Little Dun.
When she woke up, Little Dun disappeared; in fact, Little Dun hadn’t fallen asleep but had beco part of her mories and thoughts. In other words, she could rember the intimacy between Little Dun and Chen Shi clearly!
Little Dun’s love and adoration for Chen Shi affected her, causing her to have desires!
"Once my injuries heal, I’ll sever Little Dun as a Corpse God, then I won’t have to fall from my realm."
She secretly resolved, suddenly realizing that the world is now filled with evil changes, with righteous energy mixed with evil energy, and the evil energy is growing stronger, making it impossible for her to achieve Harmonization and Immortality. In such a case, with limited longevity, seeking a good partner and marrying could be a delightful affair...
"Wait! This thought isn’t mine, Little Dun is affecting !"
She took a long breath, murmuring, "Since ancient tis, everyone must cut the Three Corpses to achieve Primordial Spirit Pure Yang and Pure Yang Body to cultivate to the next realm. You are no exception! Dream on about seeing my...!"
Chen Shi unconsciously entered a state of ditation, where his thoughts neither thought nor didn’t, entering a state of neither thinking nor not thinking, his mind seed both present and absent, activating the Sixth New Talisman, with thunder in his body refining, Yin Yang Qi blending, perceiving the mystery of Yin Yang.
His steps fell, surrounding him was the Daoist Field, the Sixty-Four Trigram Zone constantly changing, the mysteries of the Eight Trigram clear as fire.
This state is what Laozi spoke of as "perceive its mysteries with constant non-desire."
At this mont, he raised a thought, using this thread of thought to observe the mysteries of Yin Yang changes, seeing them more thoroughly and minutely, this is "perceive its subtlety with constant desire."
At this instant, desire and non-desire were surprisingly harmonious.
He was in a state of non-desire, presenting the wonders of Immortal Technique, a thought as desire, seeking knowledge by examining things, gaining insight into subtle places.
After a long ti, Chen Shi erged from this state, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his eyes beca bright.
His steps were light, suddenly feeling relaxed, humming a tune, his Divine Soul had already descended into the Immortal City, appearing in his Yuan Chen Palace.
His physical body continued to follow the wooden cart, everything normal as usual.
In the Yuan Chen Palace, Chen Shi’s Peng Jue was like a giant Demon God, with a thud, he pushed open the main hall’s door, calling: "Yesterday didn’t co, today didn’t co! What’s the use of the Lord raising sparrows? Brothers, follow to the Underworld to file a complaint... against the Lord!"
Peng Jue suddenly smiled broadly, his huge form looking down, his face almost coming close to Chen Shi’s, filled with flattery: "Lord, what wind brought you here? The Lord has taken a fancy to which little lady today? Lord, I’ve picked out a few sisters for you, let’s enter their dreams together and have so fun!"
Peng Ju quickly said: "Lord, I know there’s a newly opened tailor shop, the craftsmanship is excellent..."
"Boom!"
Peng Jue punched him flat, smiling broadly: "Lord, don’t listen to it, co live a debauched life with us! Let’s have fun!"
"Alright." Chen Shi laughed.
Peng Jue was both surprised and delighted, hugged Chen Shi and led him outside, afraid he might regret, calling: "Brothers, hurry up, follow the Lord and flower up! Tonight, drink plenty of wine, sleep with the ladies until you’re satisfied, we must be like grand masters!"
Peng Ju and Peng Zhi shouted loudly, huddling around Chen Shi as they charged into the Heavenly Street of the Immortal City.
Despite the apocalyptic scene now, the Immortal City was still filled with debauchery, revelry, and an exciting bustling atmosphere.
The Three Corpse Gods led Chen Shi in ecstatic revelry, eager to play through all the fun in the Immortal City. Chen Shi followed them, enjoying the debauched atmosphere, experiencing the revelry, yet he seed to enter a ditative state, observing everything in the Immortal City with a constant non-desire mindset, and imdiately the true nature of the Immortal City beca apparent, clear and distinct.
The Immortal City was a marvelous realm constructed from the thoughts of countless humans and demons, where each person’s Yuan Chen Palace was their naturally endowed Life Palace. The buildings on the street were rely paper-mache offerings, the beauties in the brothels were rely paper dolls.
The debauchery manifested its true essence under his constant non-desire state.
In the streets, nurous Peng Jue, Peng Zhi, and Peng Ju were the Demon God forms composed of desires, the self ford from people’s consciousness, and the shapes ford from the concentrated desires emitted from those people’s souls.
The stronger the desire, the stronger the Three Corpse Gods, longing for more.
Suddenly, Peng Jue stopped in his tracks, saying: "Curiously, after seeing through these seductive beauties, I find them to be diocre, and suddenly have no interest in them."
Peng Zhi said: "I also find these Oxhead and Horseface Ghost Gods transford delicacies to be mundane, unable to deceive my eyes."
Peng Ju said: "No one looks favorably upon these paper-burned clothes."
The Three Corpse Gods glanced at each other, seeing the fear in each other’s eyes, and suddenly scread, like seeing a ghost, Peng Ju called: "Go to the Underworld to file a complaint! The Lord will lose control!"
The Three Corpse Gods abandoned Chen Shi, leaping into the air, and quickly disappeared.
Chen Shi chuckled lightly, his Divine Soul returned to his physical body, laughing: "Little Dun Fairy, I have decided!"
Little Dun Fairy still couldn’t ditate, snorted: "Just talking is fake practice! Saying such things to , don’t you know you’re going to die by cannon roasting?"
"I want to see!" Chen Shi clenched his fists.
Little Dun Fairy was in turmoil, ignoring him.
Chen Shi said: "Fairy, you need to first understand constant desire and constant non-desire, then you won’t be disturbed."
Little Dun Fairy’s face was unpredictable, thinking: "The Mysterious Bird Heavenly Court of my Great Shang still should have so oracle bone records of ancient punishnts, right? I don’t know where they’re hidden, otherwise, I could find them to try!"
Chen Shi couldn’t break through to the Three Corpses Realm imdiately, but he wasn’t in a hurry.
Ahead, passing by a village, Chen Shi stopped the cart and entered the village to inspect for a while.
"Is there no one?" Scholar Zhu asked.
Chen Shi shook his head.
This was already the thirty-second village they encountered along the way. Most villages were empty; so villagers had died in the mouths of ghosts or Evil Spirits, and so had moved farther into the city.
Other villages’ villagers seed not to have died in the mouths of ghosts but were killed by humans, with wounds clearly inflicted by spells.
As they traveled, they only saw living people in four villages; these four villages were guarded by cultivators for temporary safety. But these villagers didn’t know if there were newly grown peaks around.
The Black Pot compared the Geographical Map with the surrounding sights but found nothing.
The underworld was too vast, searching for newly grown peaks was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
At this mont, he noticed a canoe moored by the small river in front of the village, a Horseface Yin ssenger was leading the souls of the dead onto the boat.
Chen Shi ignored it and continued forward.
The Horseface Yin ssenger saw him, slightly startled, took out a portrait, and compared it briefly.
"Scholar, wooden cart, black dog, and a hanging ghost! Found them!"
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