in the edge

Chapter 553 Everyone is like a dragon
"Everyone, like a dragon?"

When Du Chengfeng saw the incense head shouting the slogan, he was shocked for a moment. He didn't expect that the incense head actually had such a grand wish - compared with the incense head's words, he seemed a little too unambitious, and the incense head died because of his sudden attack, which made it seem like he had done something bad.

But after looking closely, Du Chengfeng realized that things seemed to be different from what he understood.

This incense head indeed had such ambitions, at least his slogans were very clear, but when it came to actually doing it, it was a completely different matter - this incense head was indeed spreading power in his own way, but the way of spreading power was not to popularize the power of will, but to simply teach people to burn incense directly.

"Ah this."

Seeing that the incense head was earning more and more money from incense offerings, Du Chengfeng was speechless for a long time.

Burning incense cannot be considered completely useless. After all, the incense used in the incense head was specially made by him. It was not only mixed with Wu Shi San, but also with large fruit shells. When this thing was lit and burned, even the most rational person would be confused - but it was this confusion that turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

When a person is confused and his rationality collapses, the only thing that remains firm in his heart is the desire he wants.

A strong will can change everything. Even if you cannot be actively determined, being passively determined for a while will do the same.

Under the guidance of mental power, many things, even if they were originally impossible, will be subtly accomplished. This also makes the incense of this incense head seem more and more effective - it was with this special incense that this incense head quickly surpassed his cheap mentor and became the leading figure of the town's religious sect.

Perhaps because his status had improved, the heart of this incense head began to become wild. He gradually became dissatisfied with the small amount of money from incense offerings and began to want to do something really big.

As for what this big event is, the incense head himself hasn't even thought about it. After all, there are actually a lot of big things that can be done - for example, from a secular perspective, most of those who worship Maitreya are dissatisfied with the current state of the world, which means that they are in conflict with the imperial court. From this perspective, at least they should find a way to overthrow the Southern Chen Dynasty and establish a new dynasty.

Or from the perspective of gods and Buddhas, Maitreya has blessed them for so long, so they must at least contribute to the birth of Maitreya. When Maitreya appears and the Pure Land comes to the world, everyone will have a good life. At least that's what they say.

Finally, from my own perspective, if I can really make my dreams come true, I would be omnipotent. This is a higher level than being a master of evil spirits. Let alone wealth and glory, even becoming a Buddha and achieving immortality is probably achievable.

But if you think about it carefully, these so-called big events actually have their own problems.

It is like being omnipotent, or even becoming a Buddha. In the long run, it is indeed possible, but due to insufficient accumulation, it is still difficult to achieve for the time being - after all, the hallucination brought by drugs is not real determination, and he obviously needs to practice for a few more years.

As for the resurrected Maitreya, there is no need to mention it. After all, the incense head himself is not quite clear about what this resurrected Maitreya is all about - even the sutras and sermons he preaches on weekdays are actually made up by the incense head himself. He doesn't know anything about the resurrected Maitreya and has never thought about trying to understand it.

As for conflict with the Southern Chen court, that was even more unnecessary. It was true that the current social situation was not very good, but that was only the people who burned incense who felt that it was not very good. After receiving the incense money from these people, the incense head unexpectedly felt that the current social situation was not very bad - after all, if it were not for this chaotic world, how could there be so many people coming to burn incense and give money?
"you……"

Xiangtou sorted out his thoughts, but Du Chengfeng was choked.

Although he thought it was outrageous enough that the incense master made the incense stick mixed with large fruit shells, he did not expect that the incense master could be even more outrageous - he kept talking about doing big things, but in the end he didn't want to do any of them, what kind of thing was this?
However, although Xiangtou is not sure what he really wants to do, he has been working on improving his personal strength. Perhaps this is out of the most basic sense of security, or he really wants to prepare something. In short, in terms of mental strength, Xiangtou has really developed something.

Then he actually began to select people and pass on this power.

This incense head did not have the intention of cherishing his own things. Of course, it might also be because he really needed some core members to help, so he specially picked a few who looked pious. It was relatively easier for them to get started. After all, if they were pious enough, their will would be stronger, which meant it was easier to master power.

So the noodle stall owner was naturally chosen.

"So this can be considered a good thing?"

Seeing a familiar face appear in the picture, Du Chengfeng frowned slightly.

It did seem to be a good thing, at least at the beginning. When the noodle stall owner was called to stay, he looked quite excited, and the incense boss was indeed teaching seriously and even brought out his best skills.

The most valuable skill is the skill of making incense sticks. After all, it involves the fusion of multiple medicines, so this matter cannot be taken lightly.

But just as Xiangtou was imparting the secret, the noodle stall owner frowned.

“Isn’t this a big nutshell?”

It turns out that the stall owner had also seen and eaten this thing. After all, in addition to its hallucinogenic effect, the big fruit shell is sometimes used as a spice in cooking. However, many stalls only use this kind of thing secretly and never put it out in the open. After all, what they sell is food, not big fruit shells. If others really find out, it will always be embarrassing to tell others.

It was precisely because he recognized the large fruit shell and identified it as Wu Shi San that the noodle stall owner immediately became unhappy.

"So you guys are actually a bunch of liars!"

The noodle stall owner was furious, obviously remembering his dazed state when he burned incense - from his expression, it was clear that the noodle stall owner had obviously thought that he had been inspired by the deceased Maitreya Buddha and that it was a symbol of piety.

Now it seems that someone has drugged him. How can this be tolerated?
"Give me back my incense money! I quit!"

The angry noodle stall owner was about to leave, which made the incense head feel numb for a moment. He had never expected that this seemingly most devout believer would have such a face - what was most difficult for him to accept was that the noodle stall owner even threatened to report to the police if he did not return the money, and to expose the fact that he had privately used large fruit shells and Wu Shi San.

Although theoretically, Wu Shi San is used by many high-ranking officials, at the government level, it is still not allowed for private possession by the public. Not to mention selling it, even preparing it is not allowed. If caught, the person will be sent directly to jail.

Xiangtou doesn't want to go to jail, not at all.

He still has so much wonderful life to experience, so many great things to do, and so many days to live. How can he just die here?
But he couldn't beat the noodle stall owner. After all, all he did every day was collect money from incense offerings, while the noodle stall owner had to work all day and was quite strong. Just looking at his thick arms, it was likely that a random punch would be enough to knock him to the ground, making him unable to get up.

However, no matter what, he could not let the noodle stall owner leave. After all, the noodle stall owner already knew his secret and even threatened to take him to the police.

No matter what, the owner of this noodle stall cannot be allowed to leave.

No matter what, it won't work. No matter what, it won't work.

"Not at all."

At that time, this was the only thing in Xiangtou's mind. So, when Xiangtou came to his senses, the noodle stall owner had already fallen in a pool of blood.

"It's your own fault!"

Taking a deep breath, Xiangtou quickly chose to dump the body in the wilderness.

This was Xiangtou's first time killing someone, so he inevitably felt a little uncomfortable. However, it was this killing that made Xiangtou feel an indescribable feeling for the first time - this was a display of strength, a control of power. He was originally just an ordinary person, but he could easily take another person's life. This feeling, this is simply...

"No wonder those evil lunatics like to kill people."

Xiangtou clenched his fists.

There was clearly no blood on his fist, but he could always smell a faint smell of blood.

This smell is not unpleasant.

He even began to like the feeling a little.

"Yes, that's right... You can't become a superior person just by enduring hardships."

At that moment, Xiangtou said this to himself.

It seems like he is sighing, but also like he is trying to convince himself.

After this, Xiangtou had changed a little. He really wanted to do something big. After all, he was no longer the same person he used to be. He felt that only truly great things were worthy of his omnipotent power - and because of this experience, Xiangtou even felt that his strength, which had not improved for a long time, suddenly became stronger.

"That's right, that's it, madness is power, reason is just a shackle..."

Thinking of this, Xiangtou began to call upon the people he trusted, and he began to implement his plan. He wanted to build more backbones, he wanted to do bigger and do more!

Then, not long after, Du Chengfeng's big face appeared in the incense burner's sight.

"Ah this."

Du Chengfeng stepped out of the screen and rubbed his eyebrows. For a moment he actually felt a little uncomfortable.

It's not any physical discomfort, but mainly mental torture. You know, he has seen many people when sharpening knives, and those strong men have their own characteristics, but this incense head... Du Chengfeng can only say that it is not unreasonable that the other party cannot be a master of evil spirits.

At least from this mentality, let alone releasing the evil spirit, this incense head may not be able to withstand even the most basic erosion of the evil spirit. I am afraid that as soon as he touches the evil spirit weapon, he will directly turn into a madman who only knows how to kill.

From this perspective, the will of this incense head is actually not as strong as imagined. Even if he knows the secret of mental strength, he may not be able to exert much power.

But, is it really impossible to perform well?
Obviously not. Although this incense head was indeed incredibly weak, Du Chengfeng still remembered that even his five senses were once blinded by this incense head. If an ordinary master of evil spirits came here, he would probably really be defeated by this incense head.

But this is not normal, and this is the biggest problem.

This incense head is obviously such a delicious dish, how could it be made to that extent?
"Unless this rebirth of Maitreya really has some explanation in it..."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng suddenly thought of another suspicious point.

This incense head himself is uneducated and doesn't even know what the Maitreya Buddha he is worshipping is - but his cheap master, the old incense head back then, obviously knows this and even discovered the power of determination, that is, the magical effect of mental strength, earlier.

In other words, this secret method, which was regarded by the former Chu royal family as a method that could only be inherited by the royal family, was no longer a secret in the aftermath of the Chu people's demise.

At least some people know that this power exists, but because there are so many people who use evil spirits, those who are truly determined can go the evil spirit route directly. Compared with the mental power route, the evil spirit route will obviously have better development - but the use of mental power has indeed been passed down, and even special supporting methods have been developed.

For example, the type of medicine used by this incense head, although a bit too outrageous, is indeed a last resort for most users who are trying their hand at it for the first time.

"So, those mysterious things that those elegant and romantic people are talking about... actually have a story behind them?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but think of some of the unpleasant scenes he saw when he was in Yizhou City. Originally, in his opinion, those so-called scholars were probably crazy for taking the Five Stones Powder, but now it seems that this may have another meaning.

However, he still couldn't agree with this kind of behavior, nor did he agree with this way of cultivating mental strength. Relying only on this method to cultivate mental strength was obviously a wrong path.

"But... there may be quite a few people who use this method."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng frowned.

What the incense head can think of may not be something that other people cannot think of. After all, whether it is the Five Stones Powder or the big fruit shell, they are actually not things that are too difficult to make - and the secret of mental power is no longer a secret. In other words, there are many more hidden mental power practitioners who are practicing in this special way.

"The mind...is turbid."

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but think of the three turbidities.

Madness brings power, while reason is just a shackle. This is how the incense head understands the power of the mind.

I'm afraid that it's not just Xiangtou himself who understands this way.

(End of this chapter)