Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1337 - 244:

Li Zhiyuan: "Be specific."

Child: "A calamity... is just a calamity. It could be losing control in cultivation, a backlash of Qi, the premature death of one's spiritual object, or even a mistake on the path of cultivation, leading to a deadly calamity."

Li Zhiyuan: "You're not making any sense."

The child pursed his lips. He just wanted to share his knowledge to gain some recognition, but the young man was not satisfied.

Li Zhiyuan: "This is a killing calamity transformed from Feng Shui power."

"Feng Shui?" The child's vertical pupils narrowed slightly, "How is that possible? Who can inject the power of Feng Shui and turn it into a calamity to descend upon others?"

"As long as the method is appropriate, nothing is impossible. Back in the Dream Ghost's dream, I did something similar, except that time I was in a passive state."

"I don't have memories of that part; it should have been erased by myself."

Li Zhiyuan's knuckles tapped continuously on the forehead of the sweeping old Taoist. As he tapped, a faint incense mark surfaced weakly.

"There are many ways to borrow power from the outside world. Your official, Eight Generals, and Holy Maiden are just some of them. Taoism also has techniques to invite the help of the Ancestor Master.

This person, don't be fooled by his broom and simple attire. In this Taoist temple system, he is a figure of Ancestor Master's level.

But when I look at this Taoist temple, the array layout and internal arrangements are perfectly preserved, yet the Feng Shui pattern here is full of flaws.

Therefore, I suspect that the Feng Shui power was injected into the method of inviting the Ancestor Master, forming a killing calamity targeting the Ancestor Master."

Child: "That can only kill one person..."

Li Zhiyuan: "When I have the ability to kill you, is it difficult to threaten you to kill others first?"

The child was silent.

He had just said himself that the surrounding Taoists were killed by this sweeping old Taoist, didn't he? It all fits perfectly.

Li Zhiyuan continued to scrape the forehead of the sweeping old Taoist with his fingertip, and a bloodline gradually appeared, draining the life force from his whole body.

The young man suddenly felt pain at his fingertip. He withdrew his hand and looked down, finding a small wound on his fingertip.

The child's vertical pupils focused and, after careful observation, said: "Sword Intent."

Yin Meng took out a band-aid, but Li Zhiyuan shook his head and refused, rubbing his fingertips as a faint blood mist gathered, and the wound scabbed over.

The child continued: "Everything here was done by a powerful entity skilled in both the use of swords and Feng Shui."

At this time, Tan Wenbin spoke: "Brother Xiao Yuan, would doing this be dangerous?"

Li Zhiyuan: "Since I dare to do it, I definitely have a plan."

Tan Wenbin: "That's something to be excited about. I've been waiting for this moment."

Li Zhiyuan: "Yes, it's a great opportunity. If we go in and find the number of Ancestor Masters perfectly aligned, then this opportunity was somewhat deliberate."

With each drink and peck, there's a touch of destiny. Li Zhiyuan had anticipated that the difficulty of this wave might decrease, but the way it decreased was not necessarily in terms of a smaller wave height; it might be that the wave was shaved down in advance.

If that were the case, then the test maker's maneuvering was indeed seamless.

Every link is intertwined, as it should be, yet you cannot find a flaw to replicate it.

The child looked at the young man, then at Tan Wenbin, and asked:

"So, who was it?"

After asking, the child felt a strong foreboding from his own Divination Child.

"What are you afraid of?"

Lin Shuyou remained silent, consumed by deep fear.

It was so close that the same scenario almost played out at his own temple.

Compared to the current scene, having Uncle Qin eradicate the temple seemed more humane.

Because the hardest thing to accept is this life-and-death decision under the threat of survival. Ah You believed there would be someone in the temple who would hold true to their beliefs, choosing death over betrayal, but surely there would be respected elders who would make the same choice as this sweeping old Taoist.

By then, returning home would mean witnessing the horrific aftermath of internal slaughter in the temple, which is a fate far worse than simple death.

The child's vertical pupils dispersed and returned to his body, then continued asking inwardly:

"Tell me, who did it, who?"

"The elderly lady living at home."

With the answer, the child finally settled into silence.

Li Zhiyuan: "Let's keep going."

Run Sheng acknowledged and continued to lead the way. Next, almost every area became a reset of the previous scenes, akin to the appearance of numerous "sweeping old Taoists."

They were all surrounded and killed by them and then killed themselves.

This meant that none of the elders in this Taoist temple chose to hold true to their beliefs, all turning to slaughter their disciples under the threat of death.

Of course, this is not surprising, as this Taoist temple's atmosphere is such that they would still stubbornly seek revenge on entire families after getting caught abducting children, unable to truly cultivate Taoism's righteous spirit.

Although they wear Taoist robes and recite "Infinite Heavenly Venerable," they are nothing but a group of complete egoists.

The deeper they went, the more noticeable a noise became, yet it posed no threat.

The deepest and largest building stood before them.

At the entrance, an old Taoist sat there in pain, with a middle-aged Taoist in front of him, flowers inserted in his head, happily running around with open arms.

"Flying, flying, flying away, hahaha..."

The sitting old Taoist was Wen Chenzi, placed in a secret room for healing due to a spell, which spared him from the slaughter within the Taoist temple that day.