Chapter Nineteenth: The Origin of Illusory Realm

  "Big brother, I'm late." Guo Fei said with a heavy heart as he looked at Jin Da Tong who was clearly beyond help. Guo Fei wasn't heartless, but rather someone who felt emotions deeply.

  "Lao Shi, you're too emotional, don't... it's not good, never learn from me, don't believe anyone. Wei Guo, Shang Jie County, Hei Niu Village, daughter Jin Ying... take care." Jin Da Tong's lips trembled and he gradually couldn't speak. Trembling, he took out a bag from his pocket and stuffed it into Guo Fei's hand.

  "Dàtōng, don't work too hard outside, eat well, dress warmly, come home early, your mom and I are waiting for you!"

  "Dad, come back and bring me some delicious food. I'm at home listening to mom's words and helping her with chores. Don't worry! Come back early!"

  At this moment, a hint of wistful joy appeared in Jindatong's eyes. As if he had returned to Heiniu Village and stood in front of his home gate. Once again, he saw his wife and children, whom he had been thinking about day and night. With a smile on his face and hope in his heart, he quietly passed away.

  "Old big brother, don't worry, I'll go. Hei Niu Village!" Guo Fei firmly grasped Jin Da Tong's hand.

  "Bang!" The corpse soldier dragged Wang Zhi back like a dead dog and threw him in front of Guo Fei.

  He didn't die, he opened his eyes and looked at Guo Fei, and there was no fear in his eyes, calm as ever.

  "Captain, your path of being a strong man has come to an end!" Guo Fei's mouth cornered slightly, also calmly said.

  "Guo Fei, you dare to murder the camp commander, and the kingdom will execute you!" Wang Zhi still calmly said.

  "Haha, you think I'm a three-year-old kid? Even if you're the king, no one will know if you die here. You're dead for sure!"

  "For the sake of Jin Datong, it's not worth killing you. Let's talk about your conditions, I can give you more. Go back and let you be my personal soldier, the treatment is much better than now, a great future is right in front of you!"

  "Oh, you think I'm like you, willing to do whatever it takes to climb up?" Guo Fei said with a calm smile.

  "Oh, I know what you're thinking. You want to get stronger, but unfortunately, you don't have the opportunity. I can pass on the kung fu skills I've learned to you. If you miss this chance, you might not be able to learn the Five Elements Qigong for your entire life. For your own sake, you shouldn't kill me!"

  Kuo Fei was taken aback, and he couldn't help but admit that Wang Zhi indeed had something extraordinary about him. Having only met with Kuo Fei a few times, he had already grasped his thoughts. This sentence of Wang Zhi's was too tempting for Kuo Fei, as it was the very problem he had been racking his brains over for so many days, and also his greatest concern. Wang Zhi's words had struck at his weak point.

  "I don't know if you understand yourself, but first answer me a few questions and I'll make the decision!" Guo Fei said with a cold smile.

  "Speak!"

  "The human race cultivates the true energy of the five elements, so why is there still a distinction between warriors and Taoists? What is the path to cultivation like?" Guo Fei asked, revealing his long-standing confusion.

  "Hmm!" Wang Zhi's cold face revealed a hint of a smile, and he said in a low voice: "The lowest cultivators are martial artists and spellcasters. Above the martial artists are the pneumatic cultivators, martial sects, martial venerables, martial emperors, and martial saints; above the spellcasters are the spellmasters, spell sects, spell venerables, spell emperors, and spell saints. These titles are just honorifics, but in reality, each realm implies a cultivation boundary."

  The paths of cultivation are different but the same in origin, all transforming the five elements of heaven and earth into the original energy of the five elements to drive the practice and techniques. The essence of martial artists and Taoist priests is the same, only the practice of techniques is different, so they branched out. Taoist priests use techniques and incantations to drive the original energy of the five elements to attack, with great power, but because of long-term meditation and bitter practice of techniques and incantations, their bodies are weak. Martial artists release the original energy of the five elements directly through martial skills, and must constantly temper their bodies, so their bodies are strong and robust.

  "What is the origin of the Five Elements and the Original Qi?" Guo Fei asked in a trembling voice, finally touching on a hint of the true secrets of this world's cultivators.

  "Hmph!" Wang Zhi's mouth twitched, revealing a hint of disdainful smile. "Qigong practitioners have not even touched the edge of Wuxing practitioners, people are ignorant and make wild guesses, making fools of themselves. Wuxing practitioners call the realm of Qigong practitioners 'Void Realm', meaning that their true energy is void, their attacking power is weak, thinking they've reached the peak, but in fact it's just an illusion. Only by entering the 'Source Realm' can one transform the five elements of heaven and earth into the original five elements, step into the ranks of Wuxing practitioners, and become a true Wuxing practitioner. I have already touched the edge, I can bring you through this gate."

  Guo Fei was shocked in his heart, but he smiled lightly. Just now, Wang Zhi's mouth twitched, making Guo Fei think of Zhongshan Lang and Wuqing Shou's words. This man is wolf-like, can't be kept.

  "Why don't you cultivate your skills?" Guo Fei continued.

  "We poor people, what kung fu can we practice? We don't have a choice. Ordinary people may not even come into contact with the true qi of the five elements in their lifetime, so whatever they get is what they practice. I got a copy of 'The Sword Classic', so I use this to practice swordsmanship."

  Kuo Fei listened and waved his hand. The soldier stretched out his hand to search Kuo Fei's body, pulled out a bag and handed it over to him. Kuo Fei touched the bag and indeed found a beast skin book inside.

  "Campus, it's not that I don't want to let you off, but I really have a bit of admiration for you. For your own purposes, you stop at nothing and are ruthless. However, if you harm anyone else, I won't intervene. But if you harm my friend Guo Fei, you will be unforgivable. In this world, I don't have many friends, and Jin Da Tong barely counts as one." Guo Fei said, waving his hand.

  The corpse climbed up and pressed down on Wang Zhi's neck, and Wang Zhi, who was slowly recovering his strength, suddenly became greatly shocked and struggled violently.

  "Yang... brother, how is it you!" Wang Zhi's face was inches from the corpse soldier, and he actually recognized Yang Yinglong, and suddenly "coughed" out these words.

  As he watched Wang Zhi gradually stop breathing, Guo Fei secretly looked forward to it. A flash of light appeared in the Corpse Soldier Hall.

  "As expected!" Guo Fei secretly rejoiced, his palm waved, a white light enveloped Wang Zhi, and in an instant, he was taken into the Corpse Soldier Hall.

  "Campus leader, as my corpse soldier, you might also be able to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. I'll help you fulfill this wish." Guo Fei said with a cold smile in his heart.

  "Alas!" Looking at Jin Datong's body, Guo Fei sighed and Jin Datong's last words before he died were: "Don't trust anyone!"

  Is this the summary of his life experience? Guo Fei couldn't help but feel bewildered. He took down the old second's ashes bag, food bag and water bag that Jin Datong carried with him.

  Guo Fei took out a black powder and sprinkled it on Jin Datong's body, ignited the fuse, and instantly flames shot up to the sky, burning the corpse.

  Wrapped the ashes of Jin Datong in a cloth bag and put them in Lao Er's bone-ashing bag. Then, Guo Fei instructed the corpse soldiers to dig a hole with their swords and bury Jin Datong's ashes, since he had promised him, he would naturally bring back some of his ashes.

  Guo Fei pulled out the bag that Jin Datong had stuffed into his hand and looked inside, where there were over a dozen soul crystals and a jade pendant. Guo Fei secretly sighed and was about to turn around and leave when suddenly, in front of him, a large commotion broke out. Five people frantically ran over, with three dead spirits desperately chasing after them.

  "Zhao Xue, Zhao Ba!" Guo Fei recognized the two people in front of him and was taken aback for a moment. He then withdrew the corpse soldiers into the Soldier Symbol Space.

  "Save us!" Zhao Xue and Zhao Ba were in the front, while three guards behind them fought to block the pursuing undead. In an instant, one of the guards was torn in half by a giant ape-like undead. Zhao Ba rushed towards Guo Fei's flames, apparently having discovered the fire after rushing over.

  The remaining four were clearly no longer able to go on, stumbling and almost unable to stand. Guo Fei did not want to have anything to do with them, and bringing these "dead weights" might end up killing himself.

  However, he changed his mind as soon as he had a thought. Firstly, Zhao Xue had saved him before, and repaying kindness was one of Guo Fei's principles for being a human being. Secondly, this wasn't a bad opportunity to enter the upper class society. If he always mixed at the bottom, without any insight or access to advanced martial arts, how could he ever rise above? As someone from a different time and space, Guo Fei naturally understood the law of survival.

  The three-headed undead were not powerful, but the four of them were too weak. Guo Fei instantly drew out his Xuan Tie sword, his figure flashing as he charged into the battle array.

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