Chapter Eighteen: Descending the Five Paths of the Gods, Knowing the Cultivation Path

  The talisman fluttered up, and Jiang Dashi let out a loud shout. A flame shot up and landed on the talisman. In an instant, a strong gust of wind blew through the Song residence, sending sand and rocks flying everywhere. Even the unfinished buildings in the distance suddenly caught fire!

  A burst of flames, a cloud of black smoke rises, amidst which a gust of dark wind wraps around, waves of cold air sweep across the face, five eerie shadows, each with different colors, strange and bizarre appearances, arrive in an instant!

  As soon as Song Yiren saw this scene, he didn't dare to stay any longer. He was surrounded by his servants and hastily retreated to a distant place to hide. Jiang Dashi's mouth chanted incantations, and a peach wood sword flew up, with a streak of crimson on it. From the hilt of the sword, a cloud of blood mist rose and rushed straight at the five ghosts.

  The majestic sword of Taomu, though powerful, seemed empty and useless to Zhang Emperor Xin. The sword fell into the black smoke, like falling into a swamp, trembling ceaselessly, but was slowly being devoured!

  "Abominable beast! Take this!" Master Jiang's eyebrows furrowed, and he raised a string of spirit talismans in his hand, which had various patterns on them. They rotated and revolved in mid-air, transforming into a ball of fire that shot towards the five ghosts!

  The five ghosts saw it and burst out laughing, their big mouths opened wide, and the fireball entered one of them, disappearing into his belly, like a mud cow entering the sea, without any movement or sound.

  "Little boy, you dare to come alone and seek death?" The five ghosts merged into one, their aura even more overwhelming. They transformed into a single ferocious face, which glared at Zhang Emperor with a shrill howl.

  One person? Zhang Di Xin was taken aback, turned his head to look back and only then realized that Jiang Da Shi had waved his spirit symbol, taking advantage of the chaos to run away, and now he had already rushed to the entrance of the Song Mansion!

  What the hell, is this really Jiang Ziya?! At this moment, Zhang Emperor Xin deeply felt his worldview collapsing!

  Originally, Li Jing was thought by Zhang Di Xin to be the most cowardly person in the world of Fengshen, but unexpectedly, unexpectedly, he was deeply convinced by Jiang Ziya at their first meeting, this guy is simply a rare talent!

  The five ghosts saw Zhang Emperor Xin's hair stand on end, and thought that this person had long been frightened silly. A dark wind swept in, rushing straight at Jiang Dashi, and the poor Taoist, who had just left Song Fu, was pulled back again.

  Master Jiang's return was too late, and he only felt a dizziness in front of his eyes, his feet empty, and then he flew up, shouting like a pig being slaughtered, the sound echoing through the Song Mansion!

  A burst of wailing and howling, it seemed that Master Jiang, although with a disheveled face and tattered clothes, the five ghosts did not seem to have any intention of taking his life. Seeing that he was harmless, they remained by his side as they slowly approached Zhang Emperor Xin.

  The closer he got, the more Zhang Di Xin felt that the five ghosts' cultivation was actually quite weak. The divine ability from earlier was mostly just an illusion to deceive people's eyes. If not, Jiang Zi Ya would have been torn apart long ago.

  At this point, Zhang Emperor Xin's heart was greatly settled. Before the five ghosts made a move, he wiped his knife and stood horizontally, and the entire Song Mansion was suddenly overwhelmed by a strong murderous aura, with fierce winds howling, much more intense than before!

  Yellow light flashed and spun, landing on the ground with a loud clang. The strong winds from all directions suddenly stopped, but then they rushed wildly towards the center, with a brilliant light in the middle that seemed like a whirlpool. The five ghosts' bodies were unable to control themselves, and they were gradually sucked in by the beam of light!

  "Spare my life, Immortal! Spare my life!" The five ghosts were greatly startled by this, and how could they not know that they had kicked an iron plate? Zhang Emperor Xin was even more astonished in his heart - when did the Tiger's Spirit gain such power?

  A tiger's spirit stirred, Zhang Emperor Xin felt a sudden surge of energy, his heart and soul slightly shaken, a thread of evil air, quietly rising from his dantian!

  The five ghosts saw Zhang Emperor's face change color, and they were suddenly frightened out of their wits. They hastily knelt down to the ground: "Immortal, immortal! Your humble servant is ignorant, please spare my life!"

  How could this be! Zhang Di Xin was greatly shocked in his heart, just now he didn't have the intention to kill at all, but as soon as Tiger Soul came out, he felt his spirit surging, and just now he actually had a murderous thought, the anger in his heart also suddenly rose violently!

  "Immortal! Spare our lives, Immortal! Although we are demons, we have no intention of harming humans. Please spare our lives!" The five ghosts didn't know what Zhang Emperor Xin was thinking, they only saw that he furrowed his brow as if in thought, and kowtowed repeatedly like a garlic press, begging for mercy without end.

  Zhang Di Xin hinted to the five people to get up, but in his heart he thought that although this tiger's prestige is powerful, it would be better to use it less in the future. The five ghosts saw this and thought that their plea had been effective, so they hastily got up and stood in front of him, asking in a low voice: "I don't know the name of the superior immortal, we will also respect you from now on."

  "My surname is..." Zhang Di Xin's words had just left his mouth, but he changed his mind again. If he were to reveal his true name, it might be disadvantageous to himself. Another possibility was that with his current cultivation level being inadequate, he couldn't afford to have an identity when traveling among the various immortals and demons. The identity of a prince wouldn't be suitable for him now.

  Zhang Emperor thought that these five people were ghosts, so he simply took a ghost character. He also thought that there was indeed a great master named Guiguzi on the weekend. Although this person is not seen in classics, under him are: Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Su Qin, and Zhang Yi, four disciples. No matter which one, they were all shocking and astonishing people!

  The Ghost Valley mechanism can measure the will of heaven, and there is nothing that it cannot spy on. All doors have no place to hide, the six paths have no place to break through, and all learning has no place to pass through. It has the ability to turn the sky upside down. Zhang Emperor Xin's long sleeve shook: "I am Gui Guzi, you have surrendered, why not offer your original spirit?"

  Zhang Di Xin only knew about the previous matter, and when he heard that his primordial spirit was mentioned, he became worried again. He opened his mouth to scold, but unexpectedly, the five ghosts showed a difficult expression, and they all knelt down on the ground: "Immortal, immortal! It's not that we small gods are unwilling, but... but our primordial spirits have all been captured!"

  Benming Yuanshen was taken away? Zhang Di Xin's heart was filled with surprise, he didn't expect that the Benming Yuanshen would actually say: "Bastard! You still want to take advantage of the situation!"

  Wu Gui was now even more desperate, wanting to cry but having no tears, only begging for a timely release. Zhang Emperor Xin saw that Wu Gui didn't seem to be deceiving him, and also saw that the sky had already darkened, thinking that after all it was someone else's territory, not a place for conversation, so he prepared to leave.

  Zhang Di Xin was about to turn around, but felt his feet being tied up and couldn't move. He looked down and saw that it was Jiang Da Shi hugging his calf, pulling him back fiercely: "Immortal! Immortal! I didn't recognize the great mountain with my own eyes, please forgive me!"

  This man is really thick-skinned! Zhang Di Xin was displeased in his heart, but still opened his mouth to ask: "Are you a person from the Jade Void Gate of Mount Kunlun?"

  Master Jiang listened and was taken aback at first, then stammered: "Young Master Jiang Huan is...is not a Kunlun Mountain person..."

  Damn it! It's actually not! Zhang Di Xin furrowed his brow upon hearing Jiang Huan's name, and cursed in his heart, "What kind of surname is Jiang? Why did you have to be surnamed Jiang?"

  Jiang Huan saw Zhang Di Xin shaking his head, and thought he had offended him in some way. He hastily lowered his head to apologize, thinking that such a celestial being was not someone you could meet just anywhere, so how could he not treat him with respect?

  Jiang Huan's glib tongue was like a magic spell, and he chattered on for a long time. Seeing no one responding, he slowly raised his head to find that Zhang Di Xin and the others had already disappeared without a trace: "Damn! Did you really think you were an immortal or something?!"

  But Zhang Emperor Xin took the five gods away early, and only on the way did he learn that the five people had been taken by a Taoist priest earlier, and their original spirits were already gone. They were waiting for a white-haired Taoist priest here, saying that there would be a great task in heaven, and they could safely pass through the heavenly calamity.

  Wu Luoshen said that the Taoist had a beautiful face, similar to a woman's, holding a jade bottle in his hand, looking like a transcendent being from another world. However, his methods were extremely ruthless and poisonous. He forcibly cut off the cultivation of five people, extracted their primordial spirits, and could only wait at Song Fu, not allowed to leave.

  Jade vase? Woman? Could it be the True Person of Compassionate Navigation? Zhang Di's eyebrows furrowed, and he hastily asked: "The person you are waiting for, does he have any secret signal?"

  The five gods looked at each other for a moment, thinking that if they didn't say anything, they would definitely be short of a dead word. If they said something, they might still be able to survive for a while longer. Only then did one of them speak up: "That person told us before he left that the incoming person's cultivation is not high, but with three thunderclaps as a signal, if we encounter him, we should listen to his orders. If it's not an immortal or a divine being, then we..."

  It's really the true person of Ci Hang! The buried foreshadowing is indeed deep enough, Jiang Ziya hasn't even made his move yet, but he has already found a craftsman for the Seal of the Gods Platform, it's truly a case of achieving twice the result with half the effort.

  In the original work, Jiang Ziya's cultivation was nothing special, let alone being a group of immortals, even if it were a small corner of the lower flow, this guy wouldn't be an opponent. The five-road divine cultivators' strength is weak, but they can still handle this person, who would have thought that even such a small matter needs to be arranged in advance? It's really admirable how Original Heavenly Venerate thinks ahead.

  "Alright, from now on you'll follow my arrangements." Since the Five Gods have delivered themselves to me, I'll take these five people in. As for the Sealing God Platform, whoever wants it can find their own construction workers, Zhang Emperor thought to himself and slowly said, "You all will cultivate in this Hualong Pool, if there's an opportunity, I will certainly return your original bodies to you."

  The five gods listened and all of them thanked him. Whether what Zhang Emperor Xin said was true or false, at this time his life was in the hands of others, so not listening was also not an option.

  "Right, do you know the division of cultivation levels?" After a while, Zhang Emperor Xin finally threw out his most concerned question. He had been cultivating for a long time, but he didn't know what kind of realm he was in, and he was really puzzled.

  The five gods heard the question and were all stunned, although they thought the problem was simple, they didn't dare to show a hint of annoyance, and could only answer one by one.

  Zhang Di Xin only then knew that what was called cultivation was divided into two types: cultivating the truth and cultivating immortality. Before cultivating the truth, there were refining energy, building foundation, which could only be considered as a cultivator, not counted among those who cultivate. Cultivating the truth was divided into five layers: golden elixir, yuan infant, transformation of body, refinement of void, and unification of form. After achieving unification of form, one had to go through tribulation. Only those who successfully went through tribulation could enter the ranks of cultivating immortality.

  Cultivation is also divided into five paths, which are Earth Immortal, True Immortal, Golden Immortal, Mysterious Immortal, and Mahāyāna Golden Immortal. The first four immortals don't need to be mentioned much, but the last Mahāyāna Golden Immortal is difficult to attain, and those who achieve it can be counted on one's fingers, so they are also called Saints. Saints do not get involved in worldly affairs, transcend the world, and are considered the leader among immortals.

  Divided in this way, Zhang Di Xin suddenly realized that his cultivation was only at the Yuanying stage. If it weren't for the Tiger Corpse's might, he probably wouldn't be able to intimidate the five people in front of him. Feeling a little empty inside, he asked again: "If one were to reach the Saint Realm, how long would it take?"

  "Wu Lushen and the others heard this, their faces all showing a look of difficulty, and they nodded repeatedly, saying: "The Sage's great power is something we fear we will be unable to attain in our entire lives. If we can reach the Golden Immortal realm, it would already be thanks to Heaven's grace."

  Upon hearing the words "forever out of reach", Zhang Di Xin couldn't help but feel disappointed, and then asked again: "Then when can one attain the Golden Immortal realm?"

  "This... I'm afraid... it's unlikely to be less than a million years..." As soon as Zhang Disin heard this, his heart and lungs collapsed by half. To say nothing of a million years, even if it were ten or twenty years, he didn't know if he could hold on!