Chapter 78: Subjugating the Corpse

  "Get out of here! Guo Ming kicked the opponent in the chest, and no one saw a flash of golden light from Guo Ming's toes."

  That desiccated corpse was unexpectedly kicked to the ground by Guo Ming. Just as he wanted to use his ghostly powers, he discovered that all of his ghost energy had disappeared and was sealed away by some strange thing. He wasn't even clear about what had happened, and with a trembling finger pointed at Guo Ming, "Y-you... who are you?"

  "I'm your grandfather! Guo Ming kicked him to the ground again and scolded, 'You little rascal, do you think I'm made of clay that you dare not anger me?'"

  The mummy's face had a big footprint on it. It rolled over and jumped up, cursing: "You dare to kick me?"

  "How dare you not? Guo Ming stepped forward and kicked him into the river again."

  "You're so amazing!" Su Qing exclaimed in surprise.

  "This is terrible! Run quickly!" Guo Ming said helplessly.

  "Since you've come, don't run away now," a calm voice suddenly came, and the majestic black clouds pressed down.

  Su Qing stared blankly at the dark clouds in the sky, suddenly fainting to the ground. At the same time, Guo Ming's panicked expression instantly calmed down, saying lightly: "Don't pretend to be a ghost with me, come out!"

  A voice of surprise came from the air, and a black shadow floated down from the sky.

  A man with a country face, wearing the general's uniform of the Republic of China era, looked at Guo Ming with suspicious eyes, wanting to get closer but not daring to, and said: "Who are you after all?"

  "I believe you are the general of the Republic of China who committed suicide here all those years ago. Why haven't you entered the cycle of reincarnation yet?" Guo Ming said calmly.

  "What's good about hell, it's just a waste of time, and I'll be reincarnated again. I don't want to and I'm not willing to. I've already made some progress on the ghostly path, and when I reach the peak, where can't I go in this vast world? That general is not worthy of mention."

  "Haha, you're quite confident, aren't you?" Guo Ming sneered coldly. "Ghostly path, heaven and earth won't tolerate it either. Do you think you can get through the Heaven and Earth Grand Tribulation unscathed?"

  "Ah, Master Daozhang, save me! That general is no fool. Since he can say such things, it means he's a deeply cultivated scholar. I'll kneel down and beg for mercy."

  Guo Ming shook his head and said: "I was originally a wandering person between heaven and earth, I don't like to get involved in these trivial matters, you'd better find someone else."

  His face darkened, then he gritted his teeth and said: "If Daozhang can save me, I am willing to give you something."

  He thought he wanted a treasure and was trying to extort money. Since that's the case, why not take a look? Guo Ming asked curiously, "What is it?"

  The general's face showed a pained expression, and he still took out an ancient mirror from the spatial bag.

  Guo Ming's eyes lit up as he took the mirror from his hand, examining it carefully. The front was a smooth, visible bronze, while the back had seven golden stars arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper. Each star was connected by a thread of gold. Guo Ming felt an ancient, mysterious aura emanating from it, and a name involuntarily popped into his mind: "Seven-Star Extinguishing God Mirror", the ultimate treasure of the ancient great gods.

  "What is this thing?"

  "I don't know either, I found it at the bottom of the lake. Anyway, I think this thing is very powerful," said that person.

  Guo Ming held the treasure mirror in his hand, playing with it as he said: "There's something I want to tell you. After the great destruction of this planet, the cultivators have almost become extinct. Generally speaking, we cultivators don't easily take action."

  "You should have said that earlier," the general said in anger, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. He understood that the other party wanted to raise the price, so he gritted his teeth and opened the space bag again, taking out a pearl. Guo Ming took it and scanned it with his divine sense, not detecting any spiritual energy or aura of a cultivator. He looked at the general in confusion, who explained that this was no ordinary pearl, but rather a Thousand-Year Night Pearl from the East Sea, said to be worth a city.

  "It was originally an ornament, flashy but useless. Guo Ming disdainfully said. After finishing speaking, he casually threw it into the spatial bag, then seriously said, 'You and I are both cultivators, we must remember that worldly things outside of our bodies are best not touched, otherwise it will affect your cultivation.'"

  The general's face twitched a few times, he was speechless. The other person said such deceitful words with a straight face, and even spoke eloquently. Guo Ming was the first to understand that he couldn't turn his back on this, because he wouldn't be able to turn it over.

  "Yes, yes, yes. The disciple has learned his lesson. The general could only nod and say, then carefully asked, 'May I follow you to cultivate?'"

  Guo Ming stroked his chin, and after a moment, he said, "Since you're so sincere, I'll take you on as my nominal disciple. Don't use your old name anymore. The red dust is rolling, let the past be in the past."

  "Thank you, Master," he naturally understood Guo Ming's meaning and hastily knelt down to say, "I beg the master to give me a name."

  "Hmm, since you've obtained it here, let's call it the River Path! Guo Ming thought for a moment and said, 'This is something I'm giving to you, so take good care of it.'"

  Guo Ming's face turned serious, his finger pointed in the air, and the divine sand automatically floated out. He silently recited a spell, quickly drew a talisman in the air, and swiftly pressed it onto his opponent's forehead.

  The riverbed shook violently, and in the instant that the divine sand entered his body, he felt a significant amount of the ghostly energy dissipating from his body. Moreover, his own divine soul was also affected, combining with the divine sand to generate a vast and mysterious power within him.

  "Master, what's going on? The river is astonishingly wonderful."

  "I don't know how you managed to cultivate to this level, but do you think the Ghost Path is that easy to cultivate? Without the guidance of a famous master and the assistance of a large number of heavenly spirits, it's as difficult as ascending to heaven." Guo Ming shook his head and sighed.

  "Why? The disciple was puzzled and asked the river."

  "The world has its own rules and laws, birth, aging, illness and death are the principles of heaven and earth. Our ancestors went against the sky and created a system for cultivating truth. But in the end, how many people can ascend to immortality? Ghosts are products of human death, to some extent wanting to cultivate further is even more difficult, facing even more tests."

  "Master, you must protect your disciple!" River Dao's face turned pale with fright as he hastily knelt down and said.

  "This is natural, you can rest assured to cultivate here, I will go find some spiritual medicine for you to dispel the ghost energy in your body, hoping that you can survive in the world as soon as possible," said Guo Ming, helping him up.

  Being able to survive like a normal person is the dream of every Onmyodo practitioner, they all enter the path with a ghostly body, but after all, they are ghosts, with a strong Yin energy on their bodies. Even if they don't have any intention of harming people, being around them will still have a huge impact. Therefore, without eliminating the ghost energy from themselves, they dare not appear in human society, otherwise it would be a loss to be eliminated by other practitioners.