Time flew by, it had been ten years since Zhang Yan obtained the Left Freedom King Bird's fur.
Over the years, according to the secret method he discussed with Spiritual Master Tao, he used two hours a day to refine this item, and the rest of the time was used to hone his magic power and nurture the magic treasure.
In the main hall, he sat cross-legged on the jade couch. In front of him was a soil platform. It was slightly suspended in the air and was only a finger away from the ground. It was not bigger than an arm's length, but it was as tall as a person. It was hollowed out and filled with the Deep Abyss Heavy Water.
This platform was built with the "Imperial Soil". This soil was nourished by the spiritual vigor of the heaven and earth for billions of years. As long as there was a spiritual formation carved on it and mana was added, it could float in the sky. In ancient times, the flying mountains and floating islands were mostly supported by this soil.
However, as the spiritual vigor of the heaven and earth deteriorated, this strange soil was used too much in the past. Now, there was not much left. Even in the Hall of Du Zhen, there was only this much.
This was the only thing that could support such a heavy load of water. It was not supported by the palace's prohibition.
After Zhang Yan channeled his mana for a long time, he flipped his palm and channeled his mana. The water slowly floated out from the soil platform and towards his palm. As the water increased, it slowly rotated and floated upwards. It was just a line of water, but it actually made the sound of surging waves.
This Deep Abyss Heavy Water was fine when it was not moving, but when it rotated, it was so powerful that almost nothing could get close. Even the light in the world seemed to be swallowed by it.
The water quickly reached a height of a hundred feet, but it did not disperse. The clouds above were long gone. Even the Cloud Dragons that were patrolling in the hall avoided it and did not dare to get close.
After channeling his mana for half a day, even Zhang Yan felt that his mana was running out. In the past, when he fought with cultivators of the same generation for such a long time, he did not use up so much mana. This showed how difficult it was to control this heavy water.
After channeling for another two hours, he Just Now slowly stopped and put the water back into the soil platform.
He thought, "Although this will help me a lot in training my martial arts, it is still not enough. Even if I train for another ten or twenty years, I won't be able to do it. Now that I'm familiar with the water, I can try to enter the water to cultivate. If I can hold on for a while, I'll be able to cultivate. In that case, it won't be long before I break through the seventh barrier. "
The heavy water was too heavy. Once a cultivator entered the water, their entire body would be under the pressure of the water. Even Daoist Heavenly Abode's magic power was slightly weaker. Immediately, his conjured body collapsed, and his flesh and bones turned into mud.
But he did not only cultivate qi path, his strength path was also at rank six, with his body and his previous training, he could resist this water power.
He calmed his mind and began to regulate his breathing. Half a month later, he was able to sit down and meditate. At this moment, his Essence, Qi, and Dharmic powers were completely restored. Thus, he stepped on the void and arrived at the top of the earth platform. Looking at the pool of heavy water below, he slowly sank into it.
He focused on cultivating his magic power here and did not care about anything else. Soon, five years passed.
On this day, Jing You came to the front of the soil platform and reported: "Master, a child came to the hall, he said he brought a decree from sect master."
Zhang Yan slowly stood up from the heavy water, water droplets rolled down his robe. He waited until he was completely out of the water before saying, "Call him here."
Jing You received the order and left. Not long after. Not long later, a child came to the hall and bowed: "Greetings, Hall Master Ji Zhen."
Zhang Yan said: "What is the purpose of sect master's decree?"
The boy hurriedly took out the decree.
Zhang Yan used his magic power to take the decree and opened it. His gaze flickered slightly and he nodded: "Go back and tell sect master that I already know about this. Say that I already know about this. "
The child lowered his head and said: "Then, I will take my leave." As he said this, he bowed and left.
Zhang Yan shook his sleeve, and the decree turned into ashes, leaving only a jade tablet in his hand. He kept it and was about to sit down to regulate his breathing, but right at this moment, he suddenly felt something strange, and turned his head to look in the direction of the side hall.
Ever since Ning Chongxuan, the Palace Lord of the side hall, entered this world, there had been Qi activity leaking out and Sword Qi overflowed. For so many years, it had never stopped. However, just now, the Qi activity suddenly weakened, as if it was about to be cut off.
Even Jing You also noticed the abnormality and said: "Master, is this a sign of insufficient Spiritual Vigor?"
Usually, when a cultivator was approaching the gate of the grotto-heaven, there would be a period of Qi activity rising. If it was smooth and the preparation was sufficient, then there would be a great chance to cross over in one go. But if there was not enough momentum, then before he could really touch the gate, he would have already lost his hope.
Zhang Yan's magic power was the strongest among his peers. That was why he did not have any difficulties when he was here in the past.
At this moment, he sensed a little and thought for a while. He said: "This is not a lack of Spiritual Vigor, but a method to suppress it first and then release it later. What Hall Master Ning cultivated is the Thousand Cloud Snatch Sword Scripture. This method is different from other methods, so you should have this experience."
The former Hall Master of the Hall of Purity Truth, Zhuo Yuming, cultivated the Thousand Cloud Snatch Sword Scripture. He had left behind many insights. He also roughly flipped through it and knew that after cultivating this method, if one reached the gate of the grotto-heaven, then the Sword Qi on one's body would always be spreading out and robbing the Spiritual Vigor of the outside world to continuously replenish the loss.
At this time, what one needed to do was not to move forward bravely, but to suppress the Qi activity and even weaken it on its own. Only by doing this repeatedly could one achieve success.
But this step was easy to say, but it was extremely difficult to do. In the past years of Qincang School, there were many talented cultivators who stopped at this gate and could not take a peek at the higher level of cultivation.
Looking at the current situation, not only was it not a bad thing, but it was also smooth sailing. But after that, there would be a series of twists and turns, which was equally dangerous.
And this kind of thing could only be done by the cultivator himself, outsiders could not interfere.
He retracted his gaze, sat with his legs crossed and went into meditation. After only one day, his mana was fully recovered. He stood up, turned into a clear light, and flew out of the small world. He came to the outer hall, took out the jade tablet and waved it, and a formation door opened in front of him. He did not hesitate and stepped in. In the blink of an eye, he was in a small world.
In front of him was a quiet valley, everywhere there were cicadas singing and birds chirping. A clear mountain spring flowed from high up, and on the other side of the river, there was a hut. In front of the door, there were several green bamboos.
At this time, there was a young man lying on a bluestone by the river, but when Zhang Yan looked over, he suddenly shuddered and rolled down from the rock. When he got up and saw Zhang Yan, he was shocked at first, then he was overjoyed and shouted into the hut, "Grandmaster, someone from Qincang School is here."
A voice came from the hut, "Don't shout, I already know."
A middle-aged cultivator walked out, he was wearing a brocade robe and a jade belt around his waist, it was Gan Shouting who came from Dongsheng State. He bowed and said, "So it's Zhenren Zhang, I'm sorry for not going out to meet you."
Zhang Yan smiled and returned the bow, "Zhenren Gan, you are too polite."
Gan Shouting said, "Zhenren Zhang, you must have something to teach, then please come inside to talk." He then told the disciple, "Go and invite Zhenren Ji here."
The disciple bowed and flew away.
Zhang Yan followed Gan Shouting to the hut and sat down. When the servant served tea, he asked, "How are the two of you staying here?"
Gan Shouting said, "The spiritual vigor here is abundant, far better than my dilapidated cave abode. The two of us have cultivated here, and our skills have improved a lot."
Zhang Yan said, "That's good."
Gan Shouting looked at him and said, "Although the scenery here is good, I have not returned to my sect for a long time, I miss it."
Zhang Yan smiled and took a sip of tea before bluntly saying, "Since I've invited you two here, I won't let you go so easily. I'm sure Fellow Daoist Gan is aware of this."
Gan Shouting, on the other hand, was not annoyed. He was just a little surprised. He pondered for a moment before cupping his fists and saying, "Enlightened Zhang, may I be so bold as to ask you a question? Restraining us here and not allowing us to leave, is it to make things easier for the Deep Abyss Sect? If that's the case, the two of us can make a solemn vow that when we return, we will only guard our own mountains and will not come out to fight with your sect. "
Zhang Yan shook his head.
Gan Shouting thought for a while and said, "If Zhenren Zhang thinks that it's inappropriate, then the two of us are willing to leave Dongsheng State and live on the sea. As long as your sect is still in Dongsheng, we will not return."
Zhang Yan smiled faintly and said, "Zhenren Gan, you don't have to test me. Why would I invite the two of you here for such a small matter?"
Gan Shouting thought for a while and said, "Then what is your sect's intention? Can you tell me so that I can have an idea?"
Zhang Yan looked over and said, "I invited the two of you here to do something for my Qincang School."
Gan Shouting's heart skipped a beat, he smiled bitterly and said, "We are ashamed. The two of us are much weaker than the Zhenren of your sect, how can we help your sect?"
Zhang Yan raised his hand and pointed outside, he said, "Daoist Friend, you should know that because there are more and more cultivators in this world, the spiritual vigor of heaven and earth is weakening day by day. If this continues, there will be a day when there will be a great disaster, just like the West Continent in the past."
Gan Shouting felt even more uneasy. He lowered his head and thought for a while, he said, "That's true, but forgive me for being blunt. Even when that time comes, I'm afraid that Daoist Ji and I will be long dead. What will happen in the future have to do with us?"
Zhang Yan laughed and said, "What will happen in the future? The disaster is already right in front of us, how can there be any future? "
When Gan Shouting heard this, his body shuddered and he looked at him in disbelief.
Zhang Yan stood up and walked to the door, he said, "Even if I let the two of you go, do the two of you think that you will be safe after hiding in Dongsheng State? If that's true, then everyone can avoid the disaster by hiding there. From the moment the two of you entered Dao, you are already in the disaster. Whether you are willing or not, you can't escape it. "
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(To be continued.)
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