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"When body and mind are united, where I stand is the immortal palace?" The words of the statue reached Gao Ming's ears. The other party was trying to answer the doubts of the believers, but Gao Ming felt that the words were spoken to himself.

"Don't be disturbed by distracting thoughts. The fruit of the Tao is hidden in yourself. Understand its needs, follow nature, and do it according to your nature..."

His heart was pounding wildly, and Gao Ming's connection with the flesh and blood ghosts deepened further. Just as he was about to continue his enlightenment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

"Wake up!" Fu Shu bit Gao Ming's left shoulder so hard that it drew blood. His face was ferocious and his voice was rough.

"I'm not lost yet!" Gao Ming lifted Fu Shu's head and covered his bleeding shoulder: "My girlfriend has never bitten me like this."

"You're almost trapped, yet you're not lost yet?" Fu Shu shook his head: "I've placed all my bets on you!"

"I just think what he said makes some sense. There is indeed a 'building' hidden in my heart, but I am sure it is not the 'Asgard'."

"Didn't you find that your tone of voice has become much more relaxed? Didn't you find that your hostility towards Lingguan has unconsciously decreased a little?" Fu Shu gritted his teeth in frustration: "Don't listen to the sounds in Lingguan, and don't think about it! This place is very weird, the more you listen, the faster you will die!"

After being reminded by Fu Shu, the faint smile on Gao Ming's face completely disappeared. He didn't even realize that he had lowered his guard against Ling Guan.

"Practice is to return to the true state. In this process, we will be disturbed by the six dusts and five aggregates. Distractions, ordinary roots, and various trivialities are binding you."

"Master, what should we do specifically?" This time the question was asked by a paper figure. Yes, a paper figure with the paint on its face not even dry yet.

"The truth is simple. The true truth is often hidden in the ordinary. I don't have any secrets to reach the heavens, nor do I have any magic to kill ghosts and gods. I am just pointing you a way." The statue did not treat the paper figurine differently because it was not a living person. His voice contained great compassion: "Observe your breathing and thoughts, pay attention to your diet and daily life, and always maintain a humble and open mind."

"Master, I have witnessed craftsmen in this town sacrificing livestock and even living people in order to forge tools. As a result, they gained powerful strength." A white pig knelt on the ground awkwardly, grunting, and a foul smell came out as soon as it opened its mouth.

"Sacrifices and foreign objects are evil ways. Many people in this town have gone astray, but it's not too late. Everything can be redeemed." The statue twisted the incense with its fingers and said, "Your soul is intact. You are not a resident of this town. You must be a destined person who came into my dream. This place is neither true nor false. You must work harder to practice and find your true self, so as not to fall into the netherworld."

"That's right! That's right! I was originally a living person outside the dream, but was tricked into becoming this pig-bodied monster." The fat-headed, big-eared white pig kept kowtowing: "Master, please save me. If I can turn back into a human, you can ask me to do anything!"

When Gao Ming saw the white pig, he felt it looked familiar. He had seen it before when he sneaked into the butcher's house. At that time, the white pig was locked in a pigsty waiting to be slaughtered.

"I remember that guy's name was Li Zhu, and his friend's name was obviously Li Zhu. He even lied to me and said his friend's name was...what was it?" Gao Ming couldn't remember. The only name left in his mind was Li Zhu. It was as if the other party's original name had been lost. "That Li Zhu learned the method of building a temple. His hut was behind the land temple. It is probably swallowed up by the Nine-story Spiritual Temple now."

The white pig twisted its butt and its short tail swung back and forth. It only hated that it was not a dog and could not show its loyalty.

More and more believers asked their own questions, and the statue answered them one by one. They began to practice breathing exercises, and slowly, a few people really saw results. Yin and yang were harmonized, qi and blood were balanced, the evil spirit in their bodies dissipated, and a hint of spiritual charm appeared.

"Stop looking, let's go!" Fu Shu was restless. The more calming the statue made people feel, the more irritable and angry he became.

Gao Ming saw confusion in Bai Huang and the two water ghost children's eyes and did not dare to waste any more time. He dragged them towards the stairs.

If one wants to go upstairs, one must pass by the altar, and the blurry-faced statue had already noticed Gao Ming.

It did not stop Gao Ming from going to higher floors, his eyes were calm and there seemed to be a blessing on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, if you have any questions, just speak up." The smoke on the statue's face seemed to have dissipated a lot, and the hazy face looked more and more like Zhang Mingli. It seemed that as long as Gao Ming was sure in his heart that the other party was Zhang Mingli, after the smoke dissipated, the other party would really be Zhang Mingli.

Gao Ming narrowed his eyes and remained silent. He didn't want to have a conflict with the statue here, but trouble came to him at this time.

"Are you possessed?"

The townsman was no longer simply harassing Gao Ming. He seemed to really believe what he said. Like a mad horse, he climbed up the stairs using his hands and feet at an astonishing speed.

Smoke and mist flew through his wounds. After he approached Gao Ming, he grabbed Gao Ming's neck with both hands, his eyes ferocious.

Gao Ming clenched his fist and struck hard, looking down at the opponent, but this time he failed to knock down the opponent. The townsman's body was much stronger than before.

"It's because of the sunset glow!" Fu Shu saw the problem and immediately reminded Gao Ming.

"You won't let me become an immortal! You're blocking me from entering the Immortal Palace!" Veins popped out of the townsman's skin, and a large ray of light entered his body. He took out a wooden sword from his arms: "Kill me! Kill me!"

The wooden sword stabbed towards Gao Ming's heart. As he fell, Gao Ming drew his sword and cut the townsman's neck.

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Blood splattered on his body and his head rolled down the steps like a ball filled with water.

The headless corpse still maintained its original appearance. It took another step forward before falling backwards.

"You are really looking for death." Bai Huang was about to move the body away, but Gao Ming stopped her: "What's wrong?"

"Don't move."

As the rays of light entered its body, the townsman's skin withered rapidly, and its body gradually turned into mist that could be seen everywhere in the spiritual temple. Two tiny, deformed arms slowly stretched out from the rolling head.

The air was filled with smoke, the eyes of the severed head were rolling, and the two arms were trying to drag something out of the brain.

Because of the smoke, only Gao Ming and Bai Huang saw this scene.

"Something is moving in its brain?"

Hearty laughter rang out, and smoke gathered towards the townsman's head. As its corpse completely dissipated, a new one emerged from the head, dancing in the air like a silk ribbon, and as if being guided by some voice, it flew directly to a higher level.

The laughter echoed in the spiritual temple, one floor, two floors, three floors, and then it disappeared.