Time passed, and sixty years passed quietly.
In the Hall of Purity Truth, a purple light screen appeared above Zhang Yan's head. Behind him, five-colored brilliance flashed back and forth. The Qi of Clear Spirit was vast and mighty, as if it wanted to support the entire hall.
Just a few days ago, the twelve gates of heaven that he opened up in the grotto-heaven were filled with Qi of First Vitality. But unexpectedly, at this stage, the twelve heavens actually continued to strengthen, which caused the Qi of vitality that was originally overflowing to shrink by a lot.
This was like the path of a river suddenly turning into a cave of a lake or sea, the water that was previously filled was obviously insufficient.
He knew that this matter was related to his future foundation, so he had to continue to absorb the Qi of Clear Spirit and circulate more Qi of First Vitality to fill it up.
At this moment, he also silently checked and realized that the Clear Spirit that he borrowed from the three halls and Shaoqing Sect had already been used up by more than half. Fortunately, he was well-prepared, and there were still those that he had yet to use, or else it would not be enough.
At the same time, he also felt that his physical body was slightly injured, so he activated the Demon Subduing Slip hidden in the acupoint between his brows, and used the Sky Demon's essence to incite that unknown thing to cross through space to fill up the deficit.
After a while, his physical body gradually filled up again. This was the source of living water. As this place grew stronger, the Qi of First Vitality also flourished.
Although there were all sorts of accidents, in actual fact, these changes were beneficial and not harmful. After all, the deeper the foundation of a cultivator, the stronger their mana would be in the future, and they would be able to walk further on the path of Dao than others.
In the blink of an eye, another ten years had passed. His body trembled slightly, but he was unable to extract any more of that Origin Qi.
He immediately understood that the Qi of First Vitality was born because of the twelve heavens. Now that these heavens and earth were completed, there was naturally no need for such things anymore.
His consciousness entered the grotto-heaven, and he could feel that the heavens and earth were not at the end, but there was no need to deliberately nurture them. They had already formed their own heaven and earth, yet they were connected to each other. They were one, yet they were separated.
Zhang Yan took a deep breath, and his breathing slowed down. The purple Qi on top of his head slowly returned, and the five lights behind him also retracted.
At this point of cultivation, the seed had truly crossed over, and the root and fruit had been established.
What he needed to do next was to find the Root Fruit, shed his mortal body, and transcend beyond the heavens.
To him, this was the real challenge.
Under the karmic entanglement of heaven and earth, the Root Fruit seemed to have its own spiritual sense and was unwilling to be easily found by its master. However, because it was restrained within the twelve layers of heaven, it could not escape and could only hide within.
If a Daoist cultivator were to wait for a rabbit by a stump in one of the heavens, he would never be able to find it. He had to observe all twelve heavens at once in order to prevent the rabbit from escaping.
He gave it a try and found that it was just like what was written in the records of the sages. In the beginning, a cultivator could only pay attention to the first layer of heaven and couldn't care about anything else. He was no exception. Only after a long period of training would one be able to pass through all the heavenly barriers step by step.
This was because this step involved the change of spiritual opportunity, and the Root Fruit usually disappeared in a flash. It was very difficult to grasp. Without the secret method, one could only rely on oneself to slowly grind it out. It was hard to say how many years it would take.
Since ancient times, there were many cultivators who reached the Nascent Embryo stage, but only a few of them managed to cultivate to the state of mortal transformation. One of the reasons was that most of the sects did not have such techniques to pass down. This caused many people to be unable to find the Root Fruit before the end of their lives, and regrettably fell at this stage.
Qincang School was the orthodoxy passed down by the Tai Ming Patriarch. This Patriarch was very powerful, and he had techniques to pass down.
Zhang Yan reached out and waved his hand. In a flash of spiritual light, a jade scroll fell from the sky and landed on the table. He waved his sleeve and opened it.
The division of the records was also quite detailed. From what he could see, it first recorded the techniques used for the Sixth Gate of Heaven, then the secret techniques for the Seventh and Eighth Gates of Heaven, and even the Ninth Gate of Heaven.
However, this was the end. After reaching the Ninth Gate of Heaven, it was blank. He did not know if there was such a secret technique, or if the Patriarch did not think that there would be descendants who could reach this state, he did not even leave behind a single message.
His lifespan was only slightly more than a thousand years. Excluding the lifespan of his corporeal body, his dharmakaya could live for at least another two thousand years. Even if he did not use any techniques, as long as he cultivated quietly and was not disturbed by the outside world, he would most likely be able to enter the state of mortal transformation.
Unfortunately, the threat of Jun Chen Realm was right in front of him. If he wanted to gain an advantage in battle, he had to find the Root Fruit in a short time and pass through this realm.
Looking at the jade scroll, he could not help but think, 'Now, I can only think of a way from these secret techniques. Since there are the Sixth to Ninth Gate of Heaven and the foundation is there, I can try to deduce the subsequent techniques. It is a pity that I cannot understand the deeper meaning within before reaching this realm. Otherwise, I would have done this a long time ago. Why would I wait until now? '
He sat down and cleared his thoughts. Then, he reached into his sleeves and grabbed the remnant of the jade. His mind sank into it.
However, after a month, he retreated from it with a thoughtful expression.
Unexpectedly, deriving this technique was not as difficult as he thought it would be. Instead, it was extremely smooth. There were no obstructions along the way. It was as if the stairs had already been built. As long as he walked up, he would be able to reach the top of the platform.
He thought about it. The reason why it was so smooth this time was probably because he had used the nine true scriptures to deduce it. Perhaps the Great Underworld Patriarch had left those techniques so that it would be convenient for the later generations to do so.
Thinking about this, he felt a sudden impulse. Using his finger as a pen, he recorded the technique that he had derived in the blank space of the jade scroll.
However, the moment he retracted his hand, he saw a line of inscriptions appear on the scroll and quickly disappear. Although it was just a quick glance, it was deeply imprinted in his sea of consciousness. He felt that the inscriptions were complicated and profound. He could not understand them in a short time.
He was slightly surprised and said, 'Rumor has it that this jade scroll was personally written by the patriarch. Could it be that the hidden inscriptions were also left by the patriarch?'
He pondered for a moment. Now was not the time to investigate. Although he had obtained the technique, he did not know how long it would take to find the root fruit. He could not relax at all. He could only study it in detail in the future. Thus, he put away the jade scroll and sat on the praying mat. He breathed in and out slightly to adjust his Qi. Then, he entered a meditative state again.
In a nameless heaven region somewhere in Jun Chen Realm.
A silver spiritual boat broke through the clouds and mist and landed on a barren Earth Star.
Gong Xiao descended from the sky and landed in front of a barren mountain peak. In front of him were two tall stone doors. Inside was a deep and spacious cave dwelling. From the traces in the surroundings, there should have been someone living there. However, now that the door to the dwelling was open, the surroundings were silent.
This was the third time he had found the hiding place of Rao Sanren in over a hundred years. However, Rao Sanren was able to escape in time every time.
With a thought of his spirit, a crimson red light screen shrouded the area. In an instant, all the formations that were not controlled by anyone were gone.
Walking into the hall, Zhang Xuan scanned his surroundings and discovered that the front hall was empty. However, when he reached the second hall, he discovered quite a number of valuable items. A look of surprise appeared on his face as he exclaimed, "Oh, Origin Gate Cauldron? This is something that even flood dragons like to occupy. Rao Jifeng is willing to leave it behind. '
He looked around and found that other than this cauldron, there were at least ten other similar treasures. These things had different uses and should have been scattered all over the planet. However, they were gathered together. It was obvious that the owner had done this on purpose.
His eyes flashed. Rao Sanren had obviously guessed his intention. Rao Sanren did not take away all the good things. Instead, he purposely left some behind. This was actually a form of bribery. Rao Sanren did not expect him to relax his pursuit. However, Rao Sanren kept giving him some benefits so that the pursuit could continue.
He suddenly sighed and shook his head. 'What a pity. I can still let you go this time. However, the next time, I will make my move no matter what.'
A few years ago, there was an envoy from the Earth Star who conferred the title of a new True Sovereign in the Gong Family. However, he did not mention anything else.
Gong Xiao understood that this pursuit was extremely important to Yuliangism. Kong Ying should be very concerned about it. However, he did not mention it at all. It was obvious that he was expressing his dissatisfaction with Gong Xiao. He knew that this matter had been dragged on for too long. This Sect Master was gradually losing his patience.
If he returned without any results next time, he would probably be dismissed and someone else would be sent to take over the task.
Spiritual light flashed behind Gong Xiao. The white-haired Daoist walked in. When he saw the treasures in the hall, he was shocked. Then, he became excited. "My Lord, with these, the strength of our clansmen will greatly increase."
Gong Xiao asked, "How is the deciphering of the arrays?"
The white-haired Daoist replied, "The restrictions on the arrays are more complicated than the ones we encountered before. The array masters replied that it would take at least forty to fifty years to get results."
Every time they chased after Rao Sanren, the key was that they did not know where he would end up. This required them to decipher the restrictions layer by layer to find his whereabouts.
Gong Xiao said, "Tell them to hurry up. I want to see the results in twenty years."
The white-haired Daoist hesitated. "My Lord, these array masters have already done their best. Even if we force them, they will only be able to move forward for eight to ten years. Twenty years is too much of a rush. I'm afraid that they might miss something and find the wrong direction."
Gong Xiao said coldly, "Then get more array masters here. If one hundred is not enough, then two hundred. I don't believe that we can't do it."
The white-haired Daoist hesitated. "Wouldn't this cause too much of a commotion?"
It was not difficult to find array masters, but there were not many of them. There were only about a hundred of them on Earth. To find so many, they would have to go to other heavens. If the news was leaked, it would be equivalent to telling others that they had found the Dragon God's former lair.
Gong Xiao said in a low voice, "There's no need to hide it. We have been chasing after Rao Jifeng for more than a hundred years. Those with discerning eyes would have already guessed something. It was only because the chief has not given the order that they did not make a move. If I can kill or capture Rao Sanren in the end, then I can still get some of the treasures left behind by the old dragon. But if I return without any results, then the rest of the treasures will have nothing to do with me."
The white-haired Daoist's expression turned cold. He knew that they were going to be serious this time. He said solemnly, "I understand. I will go and instruct them now."
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