Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 1149 The Imperial Preceptor's Instructions on the Use of Spirit Binding and Commanding

"A false sense of power..."

Listening to the "national advisor's" analysis, Wang Ai suddenly realized the truth, and cold sweat poured down his back.

He recalled the various feelings he had after consuming those spirits. Although he did feel stronger, he could also clearly feel that he had become much more restless.

I can still control it now, but what if I eat too much? Will I still be able to control it then?

The more you eat, the stronger you become, but you become less and less like yourself, and even lose yourself.

If you're no longer yourself, what's the point of becoming stronger?

Wang Ai was a very shrewd person. After doing some mental calculations, she immediately made a decision.

"Then, Master, how should I get rid of these delusions?" Wang Ai asked hurriedly.

The "National Preceptor" said, "To resolve these delusions, you must first see them. The prerequisite for seeing them is to first recognize your own primordial spirit, that is, to understand your own subjective consciousness."

"Furthermore, you must let your primordial spirit take charge and let your subjective consciousness sit high on the spiritual platform."

"When you reach this level, you can calmly deal with these absorbed delusions, whether you choose to ignore them or completely eliminate them, it's up to you."

"There is a classic saying in Taoism: if you want to cultivate immortality, you must first kill one person, and that person is your conscious mind!"

"Once you can do this, you can confidently and boldly use the method of consuming spirits, eating as much as you want, and eating whomever you want!!"

After hearing this theory, Wang Ai was shocked, but his mind remained clear. He gave a wry smile and said:

"Master, didn't you just say that if you want people to live, someone must die first? Since I'm going to kill and eliminate the gods, which are essentially delusions, what's the point of me eating them? Isn't that just a waste of time?"

Upon hearing this, the "Imperial Advisor" burst into laughter: "You little fatty, you're not so stupid after all!"

Wang Ai lowered his head in frustration: "In other words, this method of absorbing spirits is completely useless and has no practical significance at all."

The "Imperial Advisor" suppressed his smile and said, "I can only say that it has little significance for your own cultivation. What's the use of absorbing more of this false power that cannot be transformed into your own original power?"

"Eating too much will only have an irreversible negative impact on one's character."

"So, I think, instead of eating it all by yourself..."

The "Grand Preceptor" changed the subject: "Why not feed it to your spirit!"

"Feed it to my spirit?" Wang Ai was taken aback.

"That's right!"

The "Imperial Advisor" said, "If a spirit grows by devouring other spirits, it will become stronger and stronger, but it will also lose its mind."

"Therefore, the more ferocious a ghost is, the less intelligent it is. It may even eventually become a collection of negative emotions, which is impossible to control and cannot be incorporated into a lineage as soldiers, because it will turn against its master."

"But this doesn't apply to you. You don't need it to have its own reason or its own will, because your spirit control gives you almost absolute control over spirits."

"You can use this 'spirit-feeding' method to capture a large number of wandering ghosts and use them as fodder to feed an incredibly powerful 'super evil spirit'!"

The Grand Preceptor's words were like a wake-up call, instantly opening a door to a new world for Wang Ai.

Yeah, why should you consume the spirit yourself? Give it to your subordinates so they can become stronger and eventually surpass them. Isn't that also a form of power?

He doesn't even need to personally engage in combat to gain this power, so why not? He's not like Lu Mang or Hedgehog, who like to personally go out and fight.

In fact, if it were in the past, the "Imperial Advisor" would never have been so calm in the face of Wang Ai's methods of controlling spirits, which were specifically designed to suppress spirits, and he certainly wouldn't have kindly offered him guidance.

Because if he were to leave Zhang Zhiwei's body, he would be essentially a spirit and would be restrained by this strange technique!

Although he felt that with his strength, he was certainly not going to be enslaved by a mere spell.

However, this innate attribute restraint still aroused his great fear.

But now, things are different!

He has broken free from the big-faced thief.

Furthermore, the body, nurtured by the power of faith in the Tiantong Cathedral, is nearing completion.

This spirit-binding technique, specifically designed for the soul, no longer posed any fatal threat to him.

Therefore, he was now completely standing from the perspective of an observer, an elder, casually pointing out a clear path for Wang Ai. "Master! You are truly... truly amazing!!!"

Wang Ai was so excited that her whole body trembled, and she immediately showered the Imperial Advisor with compliments!

"You've truly enlightened me! You are a genius! Your wisdom, so far-sighted and insightful, surpasses even that of Zhuge Liang by a hundred times!"

My admiration for you is like a surging river, never-ending, and like the Yellow River overflowing its banks, unstoppable!

"With your guidance, won't I, Wang Ai, be able to walk sideways in the world of supernatural beings?"

"Rest assured, Master, from now on, if you point east, I will never go west; if you ask me to catch a dog, I will never chase a chicken! My respect for you is as clear as day!"

The "Imperial Advisor" felt quite pleased with the sycophantic flattery.

"Alright, alright, stop flattering me. Standing high and seeing far naturally brings its own set of mysteries, but it's nothing special, nothing to brag about!"

He waved his hand with a smile and said, mimicking Zhang Zhiwei's tone, "Basic stuff, don't be silly!"

But then, Wang Ai said with a bitter face, "Master, I understand the method of feeding spirits with spirits. But how do I cleanse myself of these delusions that are now tainted within me? I still have no clue!"

"What you just said about the primordial spirit taking charge and the subjective consciousness sitting high on the spiritual platform... that's really too difficult for me! I'm afraid only you and Senior Brother Zhang can reach such a high level, right?"

Upon hearing this, the "Imperial Advisor" snorted coldly and said, "Big-faced thief? He reached this level decades ago."

"A few...decades ago?!" Wang Ai was stunned, her face full of disbelief: "So long ago?!"

"That's natural." The Grand Preceptor curled his lip. "Back in the Lu family compound, when he slapped that brat Lu Mang until he cried, he had already reached this level."

He only started his attack after that, and then he suffered a great loss, doing hard labor for many years. Looking back now, it's truly a painful memory. However, thinking about today, he feels it was all worth it.

When Wang Ai heard the exact time, she was completely stunned and numb.

He had always known that Senior Brother Zhang was very powerful, the number one among the younger generation, and the pinnacle of the supernatural world.

But he never imagined that Senior Brother Zhang would be this powerful.

Back then, he was still carrying a string of candied hawthorns, searching everywhere for agate flowers. Lu Jin was still a naive young man who would burst into tears at the slightest thing, and Hedgehog was an even more prickly character...

Senior Brother Zhang has already reached a level that I can only look up to now!

The difference between people is truly greater than the difference between people and pigs!

Wang Ai quickly suppressed her shock and looked pitifully at the Imperial Advisor:

"Master, as you've seen, this level... I truly can't reach it! It's practically a 'lifetime achievement' scenario."

"Didn't we just say there was another way? To solve it with external force?!"

"Please, Master, have mercy and help me! Could you please remove these ghost faces for me? They're really creepy!"

The "National Preceptor" shook his head and said, "Before you truly understand your primordial spirit, your consciousness and your primordial spirit are tightly integrated. Together they constitute the nature of your life. I cannot forcibly intervene in this, otherwise it will cause irreversible damage to the foundation of your life, and you might become an idiot."

"but……"

The "National Preceptor" changed the subject, "Big Face Thief is quite something. His Samadhi True Fire is specifically designed to burn away the spirit and soul. It can burn away your consciousness, and with his level of attainment and subtle control, he can accurately distinguish which are your delusions and which are your true essence. Then he uses the fire to burn only the impurities without harming the root."

I knew Senior Brother Zhang was the most reliable, but... Wang Ai was on the verge of tears: "But... but Senior Brother Zhang is still in seclusion at Longhu Mountain!"

"Then let's wait for him to come out of seclusion."

The "Imperial Advisor" shrugged, looking helpless: "Anyway, you haven't eaten much yet, so the impact isn't too great. As long as you abstain from meat and cultivate your mind for a while, you can rely on your own willpower to remain unaffected."

"Sigh...it seems that's the only way."

Wang Ai nodded helplessly, then respectfully thanked the Imperial Preceptor, withdrew from the hall space, and her consciousness returned to the church.

He wiped the cold sweat from his brow, immediately summoned a trusted clergyman, and solemnly instructed him:

"Issue my order! For the next month, I will fast and observe a vegetarian diet! During this month, I will be in seclusion in a quiet room, focusing on prayer and spiritual practice. Except for the most dire event, no one and nothing should disturb me!"

Afterwards, Wang Ai obediently locked herself in the deepest quiet room of the church and began a month-long period of self-cultivation. (End of Chapter)