Zhang Yan and Sect Master Guangtong talked for a few days and learned a lot.
The Tanbo Sect was inherited from Master Xun Yue. They paid great attention to the cultivation of the state of mind. They were good at knowing fortune and misfortune and avoiding calamities. Therefore, even if Zhang Yan's realm was higher, the sect master could sense it before he came.
Like the Luo Mountain Monastery, this sect also didn't receive the three scriptures. They only received the "Yuanchen Spirit-Sensing Cave Scripture". There were many people in the sect who practiced this method, but there were only a few who achieved great success.
This was not surprising. There were very few people who were compatible with this method. If you had no fate with this method, it would be useless no matter how hard you tried.
However, in the past, Daoist Master Xun Yue had made some slight changes to this scripture and deduced another method from it, allowing most of the disciples to practice it. Now, more than eighty percent of the disciples in the sect were practicing this method.
Regarding this method, Daoist Tong Guang was even willing to show the first half of the scripture to Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan looked at it and was greatly inspired. If he could bring it back to the sect and deduce it to perfection, it would be another method to pass on Dao.
He originally wanted to exchange a superior method, but Daoist Tong Guang said, "Since you are proficient in the nine scriptures, I wonder if you can deduce a method for me?"
Zhang Yan thought for a while and asked about the details of this method. Finally, he agreed.
Daoist Tong Guang was very happy. The Tanbo Sect only had about a hundred people, including registered disciples and some servants. The number of people was even smaller than the Qing Sect in the past. It could not be compared to the famous Xuan Hongtian.
However, although there were not many people, there were three Mortal Metamorphosis cultivators in the sect including Daoist Tong Guang. In the Su Yang Heaven, there were only two or three sects that could compare, so no one dared to provoke them.
However, it wasn't that there were no hidden dangers. Because of the cultivation method, most of the people in the sect were inactive and had few desires. They just sat and watched. In the past thousands of years, they hadn't even accepted a single disciple.
Others might not think about this, but as the sect master, Daoist Tong Guang couldn't ignore this. If this continued, if the three Mortal Metamorphosis cultivators died for some reason, then there was the danger of the method being cut off. However, the root of the problem was the method. Once people with similar temperament and cultivation reached a high level, they would also become like this.
The best way to solve this problem was to have all sorts of high-tier cultivation methods to practice, but high-tier cultivation methods were not something that could be easily obtained. Hence, when he learned that Zhang Yan knew the Nine-Numbered Sutra, he had the thought of asking Zhang Yan to derive it for him.
The sect that Zhang Yan belonged to had the same origin as the Tanbo Sect. Furthermore, it was personally passed down by the Patriarch, so it was the most authentic one. If he derived a cultivation method, it wouldn't be considered as another sect's cultivation method and could be used to cultivate it directly. Furthermore, Zhang Yan had already severed his deceased body, so the cultivation method he derived could at least reach the Grotto-Heaven Realm.
As for whether or not one could cultivate to Mortal Metamorphosis, it not only depended on the method, but also depended on luck. This could not be forced.
Zhang Yan accepted Daoist Tong Guang's invitation and stayed in the Tanbo Sect for a few months. He spent most of his time in the Scripture Pavilion, but he took this opportunity to read the Daoist books here.
Deducing a method would take at least hundreds or thousands of years, but as long as a Mortal Metamorphosis cultivator was willing to use the Divine Will, they could greatly shorten the time. The only limitation was that they might lose too much of their own vitality. Fortunately, he had the remnant jade, so there was no need for such a huge consumption.
Daoist Tong Guang didn't know this. Seeing that he was deducing the method every day, he ordered people to send a large number of Purple Clear Medicine.
Zhang Yan considered that he still had to go to Qinghua Heaven, and this was what he deserved, so he accepted it without hesitation.
When he was deducing the cultivation method, he was also summarizing and organizing what he knew. In this process, his understanding of the Great Mystery True Technique deepened. He could faintly feel that he could make a breakthrough in this cultivation method. If he took a step forward, he would definitely be able to greatly improve his fighting ability. However, this feeling was erratic, and he could not accurately grasp it.
After many days of fruitless thinking, he knew that this was not something that could be solved by simple deduction, so he decided to go out for a walk.
As he walked out of the Scripture Pavilion, a loud and clear voice sounded, "Daoist Zhang has come out of seclusion?"
Zhang Yan looked over and saw a short, white, and chubby old man who looked like a child sitting on a tree branch. His two snow-white eyebrows were curved, almost reaching his knees. He said with a smile, "So it's Fellow Daoist Tong Hai."
This Daoist Tong Hai was Daoist Tong Guang's senior of the same generation, one of the three Mortal Metamorphosis Upper Zhenren in Danbo Sect. Although he looked like a little old man, he was forthright and straightforward. Because he liked to make friends, he was never in the sect. Today, because of Zhang Yan's visit, Daoist Tong Guang called him back with the sect master's order. The Purple Clear Medicine was personally sent by this person a few days ago.
Daoist Tong Hai wrinkled his nose, and his snow-white beard trembled. He said, "Deducing the method is not something that can be done in a day or two, Daoist Tong doesn't have to be too anxious."
Zhang Yan smiled. If he had nothing to do, he could do it slowly, but he didn't have that much time to waste. He took out a leather bag filled with Qi wine from his sleeve and drank two mouthfuls.
Daoist Tong Hai took out a leather bag filled with Qi wine from his sleeve and drank two mouthfuls. He said, "It's boring to be cooped up in the sect. I heard that the hundreds of sects in the inner realm are fighting. Although they are just juniors, it is still worth watching. Junior Brother Sect Master also asked me to find a few more disciples. How about Daoist Tong Hai come with me?"
Zhang Yan thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed.
Daoist Tong Hai waved his hand and a banana leaf flew over. It enlarged until it could fit a pavilion. Just Now, it stopped and he jumped onto it.
Zhang Yan shook his sleeve and a furry creature the size of a palm flew out. However, in just a few breaths, it grew into a large beast that was ten thousand feet long with a single horn on its head and thick fur all over its body. He floated up and sat on the beast's body.
Daoist Tong Hai raised his white eyebrows and asked, "What is this? I've never seen Daoren before."
Zhang Yan smiled. "This thing is called the Pig Cow. It is obedient and can travel in the void."
Daoist Tong Hai said, "Interesting. He urged the banana leaf to fly into the sky. The Pig Cow also mooed and carried Zhang Yan into the sky. The two of them quickly passed through the small formation gate and arrived in Suyang Sky.
Daoist Tong Hai was very interested in talking. He said, "Fellow Daoist, do you know that a thousand years ago, Xuan Hongtian came and wanted me to make him an upper sect? However, he was stopped by Sect Master Junior Brother. Hehe, this generation is just a guardian of the treasure, yet they are so arrogant. Let's see how much prestige they can still show after the time limit is up."
Others might not know the ins and outs of Xuan Hongtian, but how could the Tanbo Sect not know? As for the fact that Xuan Hongtian claimed to be the orthodox sect and treated all other sects of the same origin as him as a branch sect, the people from the Tanbo Sect only laughed it off and did not bother to explain.
This was because Mount Luo Monastery was indeed guarding the divine item for the founding master. Moreover, if they stood up for him before the million years were up, not only would they become a joke to others, they might even ruin the founding master's arrangements.
Zhang Yan said, "I heard that your founding master, Founding Master Xun Yue, had two sects. How is the other one now?"
Daoist Tong Hai said, "Fellow Daoist, are you talking about the Milky Lake Sect? Sigh, I'm afraid the current situation is not very good. A thousand years ago, the fellow Daoists of this sect received the 'Demon Subjugation Edict' and went to the Ruins of Chaotic Stars to fight demons and evil. In the end, they were lost there, and not a single one of them returned. It's a pity that there are only a few juniors left in the sect. Because that place is in the Heart Melody World, the Heavenly Master is quite unyielding. As a sect of Xuan Yang Sky, we can't interfere even if we want to. I wonder how it is now. "
Zhang Yan thought for a while and said, "I am not from the Universal Heavens. If I have the chance this time, I will go there."
Daoist Tonghai's eyes lit up. He cupped his hands at him and said in a rare serious tone, "Then I'll leave it to you, fellow Daoist. Speaking of which, I, Tanbo, belong to the same lineage as him, but I can't be of help. I'm really ashamed."
After flying for half a day, the two of them arrived in front of a teleportation formation gate. The cultivator guarding the gate obviously recognized Daoist Tonghai. When he saw Zhang Yan, an unfamiliar Daoist whose aura faintly overshadowed the former, he knew that this was another Mortal Shedding True Essence cultivator. He hurriedly went forward and personally activated the formation gate.
Once Zhang Yan and Daoist Tonghai passed through the inner formation gate, the scenery around them instantly changed. He looked up and saw a large floating island in front of him. Clear Qi rose from the island, holding up millions of golden lamps. They drifted about and shone brilliantly like stars. This should be the place where they fought. However, at this moment, there were only a few cultivators flying about, it was very quiet.
Daoist Tonghai stroked his beard and said, "Ah, seems like I came a little early." He turned his head and said with some embarrassment, "I've let fellow Daoist see a joke."
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "It's fine. Didn't fellow Daoist come to find me? Since you're here, you might as well stay for a few days."
Recently, he had seen the techniques of Tanbo Sect. He knew that after the people of this sect cultivated to a high level, they would pay particular attention to fate. However, within the sect, there were two factions, active and static. The static didn't get involved with the outside world and waited in silence. They believed that people were heaven and earth and had their own fate, so there was no need to seek outside help.
The active faction, like Daoist Tonghai, believed that fate was limited. Once you missed it, you wouldn't be able to get it again. Thus, he traveled outside all year round. Although his every move seemed random, he could unconsciously seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. This time, he suddenly wanted to come to this Dharma Development Conference. If there was no accident, he must have sensed something.
Daoist Tonghai laughed and said, "That's fine. I have nothing to do anyway. As for finding a disciple …" As he spoke, he suddenly made a sound of surprise. His gaze landed on a Daoist child who was hiding beside a bronze pillar and dozing off. "Fellow Daoist, look, this child is a little interesting."
Zhang Yan looked over and saw that there was a layer of faint light on the child's body. This wasn't because he had some treasure on him, but because his body was full of essence that penetrated through his skin. He was only seven or eight years old and his body hadn't grown yet. Moreover, he was still fully human, yet he had such a strong foundation. This kind of foundation was really rare.
Daoist Tonghai danced and clapped his hands and said, "Good luck, good luck. I didn't expect to meet such a good seedling. This should be my disciple."
However, just as he was rejoicing, a scarlet wind blew past and swept the child away. A surprised voice came from inside the room. "Good, good, good. Gu Zhuang Yuanshi, you should be my disciple." These words were exactly the same as his.
Daoist Tonghai instantly blew his beard and glared. He stood up from the banana leaf and scolded, "Which blind person dares to steal my disciple from me!"
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