Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 115 Encountering Demons During Cultivation, the Existence of Bloodline Opens a New Path

"You wretched creature, get out of here!"

[The Three Corpses' True Form] looked majestically at Lü Qian, who had a male body but a female appearance, and uttered a thunderous rebuke.

He put down the silver mirror with his left hand and slashed at Lü Qian's body with the peach wood sword in his right.

The sword, radiating a dazzling golden light and carrying an aura of immortality, sliced ​​through the void and slashed down at Lü Qian.

The wooden sword had substance and form, but the moment it touched Lü Qian's body, it seemed to transform into an intangible and formless entity, as if it were just a golden light.

In the blink of an eye, the peach wood sword in the hand of [Three Corpses True Form] was raised and then fell.

The sword pierced through Lü Qian's physical body, leaving a swift streak of light in the void.

"ah--"

The golden sword light dissipated in the void, and as the light faded, a shrill scream echoed from Lü Qian's body.

The face that belonged to "Duanmu Ying" on Lü Qian's face became ferocious and terrifying. She closed her eyes and looked at the "Three Corpses True Form" with resentment, her face swelling up again.

As his skin and flesh transformed, a wisp of green smoke mixed with sword light dissipated from various parts of Lü Qian's body and disappeared into the void.

As the smoke completely dissipated, the bulging flesh on Lü Qian's face stabilized again, eventually returning to his original handsome appearance.

Upon seeing this, the Three Corpses True Form lost his dignified expression and turned to bow to the four Wudang elders who were still in shock behind him.

"Disciple Lü Qian greets the Grand Tutors."

"Today's events were a calamity for this disciple. Now that the external demons have been temporarily eliminated, it is time for this disciple to return to his rightful place."

After saying that, the Three Corpses True Form, dressed in a red and white Taoist robe, transformed into a white flame and entered Lü Qian's body.

The wooden sword hovered in the air in front of Lü Qian, its serene and peaceful light emanating from the sword and merging into his body.

As the three corpses returned to their original forms, Lü Qian, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, also opened his eyes, and red and blue lights flowed deep within them.

With a thought, the golden flames reappeared, and his eyes seemed to burn with intense heat, suppressing all the strangeness within.

"Disciple Lü Qian, today I encountered a calamity in my cultivation and a demon manifested, I apologize for causing you all concern."

Once he had recovered, Lü Qian bowed to the stone platform and said, "That demon is related to my family's past affairs. I beg Grand Master and the three seniors to keep it a secret."

"Boy, do you know what you're saying?"

Before Lü Qian could finish bowing and stand up again, Hong Yin's voice came from above, filled with surging anger.

"We have no interest in the Lu family's messy, long-standing affairs. What we're asking is, what do you think this devil is?"

"Alright, Junior Brother Hongyin, suppress your anger for now and let us discuss this carefully."

The old man surnamed Fang looked solemn. He suppressed the other three and carefully examined Lü Qian with his dark, lifeless eyes.

Silence spread throughout the cave with the air currents. Apart from Wang Ye, who was sleeping on the ground, all five people present had solemn expressions.

After a long silence, the old man surnamed Fang spoke. His voice sounded unwavering, as if he had already confirmed his guess.

"The demons that affect the human body are nothing more than internal or external, originating either from the outside or from within."

"Young Master Lü, that demon within you doesn't originate from within, nor from without. It's a demon you were born with, a demon that grows within your very being, isn't that right?"

The elderly man surnamed Fang frowned, staring at the silent Lü Qian, and slowly revealed his guess.

"Duanmu Ying!"

"She and you are one and coexist, and this connection is even closer than that of two gods in one body, because you have been inseparable since the beginning of the primordial Qi and the time when your parents' original spirits merged."

"No, it can't even be said that you are inseparable, because you two no longer need to distinguish between each other; you are in her and she is in you."

"This is neither possession by external demons nor parasitism by the Three Corpses and Six Thieves."

The old man surnamed Fang's voice was steady, but if you listened carefully, you could still hear a tremor hidden in it.

This bizarre state is even more terrifying than possession, and cannot be fully described by the word "parasitism."

A person's birth originates from the fusion of the parents' essence and blood. The primordial energy comes from the void, and the yin and yang energies combine to form the embryo.

The Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, Three gives birth to all things...

The primordial Qi manifests and gives rise to the embryo, thus giving rise to the distinction between life and nature, and evolving into the corresponding soul and physical body...

It can be said that the origin of human beings lies in the primordial Qi.

Logically speaking, a person's innate Qi should be perfectly pure, but Lü Qian's situation is different.

Although the series of dramatic changes just now ended quickly, as a veteran cultivator of decades, even though he had gone mad in the latter half of his life, his foundation and insight were still there.

Life is distorted!

Lü Qian's situation was quite complicated; his life underwent a complete and dramatic change.

There is only one possibility that could cause this situation: the primordial Qi is impure.

From the very beginning, the Primordial Qi that came from the void and was born from the essence of his parents did not belong to Lü Qian alone, but also to an outsider named "Duanmu Ying".

One Qi divides into Yin and Yang, and the Primordial Qi manifests as the human body and life.

When Lü Qian's cultivation of "Life and Nature" reaches a certain level, the other master hidden in "Primordial Qi" will naturally awaken as his Life and Nature grows stronger.

This situation does not fall under the category of possession by an external demon, because Duanmu Ying has been there from the very beginning.

It wasn't parasitism, because Lü Qian's life belonged to her from beginning to end.

This deduction overturned the understanding of the four elderly people present, who looked at Lü Qian in astonishment.

Meeting their gazes, Lü Qian nodded, "Yes!"

The Lü family's bloodline has been problematic from the very beginning.

The concept of "bloodline" has never been a simple concept; it not only corresponds to a simple physical body but also to the soul within it.

The physical body nourishes the soul, and the soul tempers the physical body; the connection between the two is exquisite.

What is born from the bloodline is not only the physical body, but also the inner soul and spirit.

"The Eight Extraordinary Skills... Duanmu Ying... Dual-Handed Techniques!"

With her hair disheveled, Hong Yin lowered her head and looked at Lü Qian, who had no expression, through the gaps in her hair.

"Kid, we don't want to deal with those old stories, the rights and wrongs, the twists and turns, the coincidences—let time judge all that bullshit."

"Our most urgent task now is to come up with a way, a way to separate you from [Duanmu Ying]."

"Otherwise, you might as well give up your cultivation. All that cultivation will just end up benefiting someone else sooner or later."

"Furthermore, if your primordial Qi is impure, the final step on your path to the mortal realm will be impossible to achieve!"

Simply put, your path to enlightenment is blocked!

Hong Yin seemed even more anxious than Lü Qian, the person involved. He sat on the stone platform, gesturing wildly and shaking his messy hair.

"The path is broken, broken!"

Hongyin's voice echoed throughout the cave; he seemed to be both crying and laughing, and his behavior was even more erratic than before.

"The Taoist priest's method has been broken! Broken!"

The two old men, Fang and Lu, on the stone platform also fell silent, their heads bowed, seemingly lost in thought.

Zhou Meng stood behind his three fellow disciples, looking at the composed Lü Qian, hesitant to speak.

Facing the four old men with different expressions on the stone platform, Lü Qian shouted loudly during a break in Hong Yin's speech.

"What does it matter if the path is severed? This disciple will naturally mend it!"

"Continue the broken road, and open a new one!"