Within the Xuanze Ocean Realm, Zhang Yan sat in front of the altar. His mind was clear and his body was empty.
Looking into the distance, the sky was clear and indistinct.
It was empty and mysterious, as if there was nothing there.
Between his eyebrows, three feet away, there was a sparkling sword ball hovering in the air. It could be said that it was filled with Qi and vitality.
Ever since the grotto-heaven was formed, this sword ball had been infused with Qi by him and nurtured day and night. At this moment, it had finally reached the point where it could become sentient and become real.
Even though the vital energy within it hadn't been accumulated to its peak, its sharp energy had already flowed out like a torrent. Not only did it affect the entire Truth Purification Hall, it even stretched out to pierce through the sea and move back and forth, causing the surroundings to be filled with sword qi.
For a moment, the sound of the sword tearing through the air could be heard.
Zhang Yan felt the sharpness of the sword and did not want to turn this place into a dead world. He shouted, "Where is the formation spirit, protect all living beings in this world."
Following his order, a lady appeared and bowed to him, "I will obey the Hall Master's orders." After she finished, she turned around and activated all the restrictions in the small world to protect it.
Zhang Yan calmed down and cleared his mind of all distracting thoughts.
After sensing for a long time, he suddenly felt that there was consciousness struggling in the sword ball. His eyebrows were also twitching non-stop, as if there was something waiting to break out of the sword. Before it could do anything, there were already countless rainbow-colored shadows that floated between heaven and earth.
He calmly felt the earth-shattering aura that was about to tear the sky and earth apart. Each wave was stronger than the last. The entire small world shook non-stop as if it was about to explode.
After an unknown period of time, the surroundings suddenly turned dark. It was as if the world was silent and everything was still. His consciousness became faintly discernible, as if it was not moving. It was quiet yet not.
He was immersed in this state, as if he had entered silence. He did not know the passage of time, as if he could reach the end of the world and would never wake up.
Finally, in this extreme silence. A bit of true spirit appeared. Once the Yang moved, it was like a prairie fire. There was a rumble in his consciousness as if it was about to explode. His body suddenly became as light as a feather, like floating in the clouds.
He slowly opened his eyes, and all he could see was the Flowing Sword Star. Countless rays of light flowed like the Milky Way.
He stretched out his hand and caught a sword light. Lowering his head to take a look, he saw that the sword was bright and clear. A layer of enlightenment suddenly rose in his heart. This Qinghong had already turned his consciousness into reality, and from then on became a true weapon!
He smiled. He raised his hand and wiped the sword's light. Amidst the sound of the sword's cry, he recited, "One hundred thousand entrances of the heart, one sword illuminates a thousand autumns, one hand plucking the strings of the heaven and earth. Stir up the stars in the sky! "
The moment he said this, there was a loud explosion. Who knows how many sword lights suddenly gathered into one, like a whale swallowing the ocean. It gathered on his body.
This True Sword Intent came from oneself, and one's consciousness came from the body. They originated from the same body, and there was no difference. The True Spirit was one's self, and the self was the True Spirit. With the sword in hand, only one's heart and one's self!
He pointed with his fingers, and a bolt of Purple Qi Hard Thunder burst out. However, there was actually Sword Qi leaping within it, and a sword rainbow shot out. There was actually a sword within the thunder, and there was thunder within the sword.
This was the Dao of Sword Transformation that he had chosen. It could make the divine art and the sword fuse together, and when the sword was raised, it could turn into thunder and lightning.
It was just that this killing true weapon had just been formed, and he still had to slowly ponder over the changes within. With a thought, a spot of sword light flew out and arrived in the hall. A True Spirit that looked exactly like him appeared, and it sat on the couch, saying, "Someone is looking for me outside."
Jing You walked in and said, "Spiritual Master Han said he has something to ask of Master."
These days, Zhang Yan had been sitting in seclusion, and his heart and mind were one. He used all his strength to refine the Qinghong Sword Pill, so he didn't send any doppelgangers outside, and he didn't ask about what was happening outside. This disciple was always trembling in front of him, and had a fearful look on his face. Unless it was a summons from the sect, or if it was an important matter in the sect, he would rarely take the initiative to see him. Now that he saw him outside the hall, he knew that there must be something, so he said, "Summon him into the hall."
When Han Zuocheng arrived at the outer hall, Zhang Yan's doppelganger was already sitting on the platform. He hurriedly kowtowed, "Disciple greets Teacher."
Zhang Yan, "Disciple, rise. How is the situation in Azure Sky Hall?"
Han Zuocheng lowered his head and said, "Everything is fine."
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Coming to see Teacher today, I guess there must be something?"
Han Zuocheng prostrated on the ground and said, "Teacher, Biyu Loft was attacked, and they sent a letter asking for disciple to go down and save them. Disciple's heart is burning with anxiety, so I came to see Teacher. Can disciple return?"
Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and Jing You immediately came forward. He whispered a few words and explained the situation clearly.
Zhang Yan nodded slightly and said, "Go down the mountain, if you meet with something difficult, you can come and find Teacher."
He made a grabbing motion with his hand, and five rays of light flashed and reflected into a jade scroll on the table. He then waved his sleeve and said, "Take this. If you are in danger, it can help you."
Han Zuocheng hurriedly took it, and after kowtowing three times, he retreated. Once out of the hall, he activated the talisman and leaped down from the Floating Heavenly Palace. Then, he turned into a traveling light and passed through the Great Pool of Dragon Lake, hurriedly rushing towards the direction of Biyu Loft.
In front of Biyu Loft's mountain gate, the cultivator with the surname Lin looked up at the towering giant tree, and said with some disbelief, "This, could this be a leaf branch from our sect's Great Coiling Divine Tree?"
Hu Sanquan laughed and said, "Yes, it is this item. I heard that when your sect's second generation leader came to South Hua as a guest, he gifted this item to my sect's seniors."
"So it was obtained from the hands of Nanhua Spiritual Master He, no wonder."
The cultivator with the surname Lin was enlightened. Back then, when the second generation leader went to South Hua, he used a piece of Coiling Divine Tree's leaf as a bet, and purposely asked a Daoist question. At that time, many disciples of South Hua Sect were stumped, and just when they thought that no one could answer it, a Daoist child stood out and used clever words to resolve the question, and finally won the item.
And this Daoist child was the Spiritual Master He who later traveled the world and was once a guest of many sects.
The cultivator with the surname Lin thought to himself, "I heard that the descendant of Spiritual Master He was that Tao Zhen who broke out of the sect, and this spiritual master's legacy was all divided among the other sects. I think this leaf also fell into the hands of Cang Ding Cave at that time."
Hu Sanquan looked at the branch that was still growing, and he was not satisfied.
Once this item entered the ground, it could take root in the earth's veins, and connect to the spiritual vigor of this area. If used for good, it could harmonize Yin and Yang, the four seasons, and turn a place into a blessed land. But if used for evil, it could drain the spiritual veins of the mountains and rivers, and turn the ground beneath it into a land of death.
Now that it was planted here, if it absorbed the spiritual vigor without restraint, in a few days, it could destroy the cultivation foundation of Blue Feather Pavilion.
He said proudly, "Fellow Daoist Lin, we'll just wait here for it to come out."
The cultivator with the surname Lin was a disciple of Taihao. He naturally knew the power of this divine tree, and he said happily, "We'll listen to Spiritual Master Hu."
Because when Hu Sanquan and Yan Xiyue arrived outside the mountain gate, Yan Xiyue and the others also received a disciple's report, and knew that they came with ill intentions, so they ordered people to invite everyone to the hall to discuss countermeasures.
Just Now, everyone sat down, but Wei Zihong suddenly said, "Sect Master Yan, why is there a sign of spiritual vigor leaking out of your mountain? Did something happen to one of the formation gates?"
Yan Xiyue couldn't help but be startled, and she focused her senses for a moment. She also felt that something was wrong.
She said to Yan Xiaoyang, "Little brother, go and see what's going on."
Yan Xiaoyang had only left for the time it took to finish a cup of tea, and he had already returned, saying impatiently, "Big sister, something's wrong. My Blue Feather Pavilion's earth vein spiritual vigor seems to be dispersing, and the mountain gate's great formation is also somewhat unstable."
"What?"
Yan Xiyue's shock was no small matter. This mountain gate spiritual vigor was the foundation of Blue Feather Pavilion. If it was dispersing, how could their orthodoxy continue?
Wei Zihong said, "Since it's not an accident within the sect, it must be the work of an outsider."
Yan Xiaoyang said doubtfully, "Destroying the earth vein spiritual vigor, but avoiding the formation, does that Hu Sanquan have such ability?"
At this moment, a disciple entered the hall and reported, "Sect Master. Spiritual Masters, that Hu Sanquan has planted a tree outside, and it has already grown to a height of three hundred meters. It hasn't stopped, and is still growing upwards. I'm afraid that in less than an hour, it will be on the same level as the sect's Feather Mountain. "
Wei Zihong said, "Looks like it really is this person's doing. Erecting trees to gather spiritual vigor, this is very similar to Taihao School's method, but it is affecting the earth vein spiritual vigor. This tree is definitely extraordinary, and I want to experience it."
Guo Ziliang said from below, "Spiritual Master Wei's Dao skills are profound, and we can't act rashly. Why don't I go first?"
Jiang Zheng also said, "Spiritual Master Guo's mind is meticulous, and you can do this. However, I have some experience in dealing with that Taihao, why don't I go with you?"
Guo Ziliang said happily, "Having Spiritual Master Jiang with me is exactly what I've been looking for."
The two excused themselves, and when they arrived outside the door, they raised their heads and saw the towering tree. Looking at its growth, it wouldn't be long before it crossed the mountain and reached into the clouds.
Guo Ziliang formed a spell, and closed his eyes to observe for a moment before saying, "It is indeed this tree that is attracting the earth vein spiritual vigor. If we don't stop it, Blue Feather Pavilion will become a land of death in two days at most."
Jiang Zheng said, "Since we're out, we can try and see if we can destroy this thing."
Guo Ziliang nodded, "I'll stand guard for Spiritual Master."
The two of them agreed, and flew away. Not long after, they got close to the trunk of the tree. However, they felt that the top of the tree was dark, and the dense branches and leaves had blocked the sunlight.
Jiang Zheng was cautious, and didn't want to get too close. He used his mana, and a baleful light shone from his back. After it entered the sky, it turned into fire, and with a loud bang, the fire exploded, and instantly the branches and leaves were set ablaze. However, after a few breaths, the branches and leaves shook, and the parts that were burned were suddenly cut off. In a blink of an eye, new branches grew out. After a while, countless green branches and leaves spread out, and it looked even more prosperous than Just Now.
Jiang Zheng shook his head. With just his mana, it was difficult to move such a huge tree. He was just trying, and he didn't expect it to be more difficult to deal with than he imagined.
He looked around, and saw two figures standing at the bottom of the tree. One of them was Hu Sanquan, and with a gust of wind, he flew towards that direction.
Guo Ziliang followed behind him.
When Cultivator Lin saw Jiang Zheng's face, his expression tensed up, and he took a step back.
Hu Sanquan saw his expression, and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist, victory is in my hands. There's no need to fight them head-on."
Cultivator Lin hurriedly said, "Spiritual Master Hu is right."
Hu Sanquan calmly made a hand seal, and from the top of the tree, long branches hung down, blocking the front. The original empty space was quickly filled up by intertwining vines.
He was the one who planted the tree, so as long as he was here, he would be protected by the divine tree. The tree's defense was not much weaker than the formation in front of them.
Taihao School only dared to challenge Qincang School because they had the Great Divine Tree of Pan to protect the formation, and because they were on good terms with Nan Hua. Although it was only a branch and a leaf, it was enough to protect them.
When Jiang Zheng saw the dense branches and leaves in front of him, he tried to use his mana to sweep them away, but the situation was the same as Just Now. He only destroyed some of them, and they grew back again.
He was also decisive. Seeing that his attack was futile, he didn't bother and said, "Fellow Daoist Guo, we can't deal with this tree. We'll think of a countermeasure after we go back."
Guo Ziliang nodded. Before leaving, he waved his hand, plucked a broken branch, and put it in his sleeve. Then, he also retreated.
Hu Sanquan said loudly, "Spiritual Masters, please go back and tell Sect Master Gao Yan that as long as Yan Xiaoyang apologizes verbally and pays tribute to Nan Hua High Sect every year, I'll let bygones be bygones and won't harm her land spirit again."
When the two returned to the Blue Feather Pavilion, Jiang Zheng truthfully described the situation of the huge tree, and Guo Ziliang took out the broken branch.
Wei Zihong took it and examined it carefully. He said, "This branch and leaf are very similar to the Great Coiling Tree recorded in the ancient books. It seems that the huge tree is related to this item."
Guo Ziliang said, "Just Now, I'm using my spiritual opportunity to test this tree. This tree is very full of vitality, and the longer it grows, the harder it is to cut it. Unless I can cut its roots in one go, if I can only injure it but not kill it, I'm afraid that it will only cause the spiritual opportunity to collapse."
Yan Xiyue's face was covered with worry, but she couldn't think of a solution at the moment. She murmured, "Could it be that our Blue Feather Pavilion is doomed this time …"
Yan Xiaoyang said angrily, "Sister, why do you say such disheartening words? I'll go and fight with them right now. Even if I die there, it's better than being humiliated by them."
As he spoke, he was about to rush forward, but a figure flashed across. It was Weng Zhiyuan who stopped him and said with a smile, "Elder Yan, why are you so impulsive? Perhaps the few spiritual masters have a solution."
Yan Xiaoyang hesitated for a moment and looked back.
Guo Ziliang said, "We have two people in our hands, can we …"
Everyone present understood the meaning behind his words, and looked at Wang Caiwei in unison. The latter thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Let's not talk about whether this will work, with Hu Sanquan's mana, I don't think he can suppress this big tree."
Wei Zihong grunted and said, "Senior Apprentice-Sister, you're right." He twisted his fingers and turned the branch into ashes, then with a flick of his sleeve, he walked out.
Wang Caiwei stood up and asked, "Junior Apprentice-Brother, where are you going?"
Wei Zihong did not even turn his head and said, "I'm going to cut this tree right now." He did not stop walking, but turned into a black light and disappeared in a few flashes.
When he was outside the door, he heard a dragon's roar, and saw black smoke rolling towards him, turning into a black dragon below him. He stood on the dragon's head and walked forward with his hands behind his back.
In a flash, he arrived under the tree and looked up. This giant tree's crown could cover the mountains, and it was almost at the same level as the clouds. Even if he cultivated the Yuanying body, he would not be able to break through such a giant object.
The divine eye on his forehead opened a slit, looked up and down for a moment, then closed again.
He said in a low voice, "I need to cut this tree, please help me, spiritual master."
There was a voice in his heart, "Eldest Langjun, to cut this tree, you need to use all your strength. It's a pity that you don't have the refining method of essence and blood from the master, or else we would be even more compatible."
Wei Zihong said, "It's okay, I've seen it, with my mana, it's enough to break it in one breath." He opened his arms and a golden light filled the air. He was already holding the Sun Embracing Axe in his hand, took a slight breath, raised the axe high, and fiercely chopped forward!
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