Zhang Yan left Xu Tiandi Star and returned to Tian Qing Hall. When he arrived at the cave abode, he placed the two jade boxes on the table.
He waved his sleeves and opened one of the jade boxes. There was a jade bag in it. He felt the Spiritual Opportunity on it and put his thoughts into it. In an instant, rays of Spiritual Light gushed out and turned into glazed jade slips in mid-air. There were thousands of them, but they were still sparse in the spacious hall.
He looked up, and wherever he looked at the jade slip, words and sceneries would immediately appear there.
Yan Du once said that many of these were the handwritten records of the Founding Master of Qingjue Mountain. In that case, he thought that the Divine Will of the past must have been left behind. If he could find it, he only needed to use his clairvoyance to enter and have a long talk with it. If he was lucky, he might be able to understand most things.
However, after looking around, he did not find the Divine Will of the person. He thought for a while and roughly guessed the reason.
For example, Fu Qingming had set up a contingency plan in the Yuhuan Heavens even though he knew that a calamity was about to befall him. On the other hand, this Sacrificial Seal had taken the initiative to do so. Perhaps it was the same. In that case, it made sense that the Divine Will could not be found. Perhaps it was to prevent people with evil intentions from finding its whereabouts through this method. It was not good to tell this to the disciples, because it would be extremely easy to be exposed.
If that was the case, then there was no need to look for it. It would be to guard against cultivators of the same generation.
After he gave up on this idea, he looked through the rest of the bamboo slips to see if there were any records of the heaven-toppling change in the past. If he could understand the past, then he would be able to have a clear understanding of the entire matter.
Unfortunately, after looking through them, there was no such content.
He thought about it again and thought that the Founding Master of Qingjue Mountain might have deliberately avoided talking about it, or maybe he did not know the real reason behind it.
As he continued to look, another question that he was concerned about was what kind of magical powers the Connate Demons had. There was also little mention of them.
Thinking about it carefully, this was actually normal. When the Founding Master of Qingjue Mountain wrote these bamboo slips, the Connate Demons had not yet occupied Bu Xu Heaven. Naturally, they would not have written too much.
As for after that, they probably did not have the mood to do this anymore. Because they were not True Yang powerful beings, even if they knew, it would be useless. Instead, if they paid too much attention, these demons might sense it. Once there was no one to restrain them, they might come looking for them. This was not nonsense. Back then, Fu Qingming had voluntarily given up a part of his consciousness in order not to be discovered by his enemies.
However, it did not matter. At least, through Yan Du and the others, he learned about the whereabouts of the cultivators, he could learn more about them in the future.
In general, most of the jade slips recorded the local customs of Bu Xu Heaven. It was not that they were worthless, but they were not very helpful to him.
However, as the saying goes, lose at sunrise, gain at sunrise. As he did not want to miss any clues, almost every jade slip was filled with Divine Will, looking at the shadow of the past. Because of this, he found a lot of cultivation methods in the True Yang Realm in one jade slip, as well as some of the records of the Founding Master of Qingjue Mountain talking to his peers about Dao. There were also some of his own experiences. These should have been left for the future disciples. However, without Zhou Huanyuan Jade, the path to Jin Kingdom had long been cut off. If he had not seen it today, it could only be left there as a decoration.
After looking through it, many things that he had been puzzled about in the past suddenly became clear.
"Just as I thought, the path from now on is to subdue the mana. As for the next step, so it is like this …"
Combining what he saw here and his own exploration in the past, he no longer had any doubts in his heart. Here, the incarnation felt it, and the real body knew it as well. He could feel that the flow of mana was slightly smoother than before, and he believed that there would be greater progress in the near future.
He did not delve too deeply into it. The things inside needed to be studied carefully, and it was not something that could be understood in a short period of time. Hence, he kept this jade slip by itself and put the other jade slips back into the jade box. Only then did he look to the other side. This jade box was the treasure of Qingjue Mountain that Yan Du had mentioned.
Because he did not know what it was, and what power it had, he did not rashly open it. Instead, he moved his mind, and his body appeared in a deserted world.
The space of this world was also within his Qi dynamic, and there were no living creatures, so he was not afraid of anyone coming to disturb him. If something happened, even if this world was destroyed, it would not affect the other worlds.
He picked up the jade box, and with a wave of his sleeve, the lid of the box was opened. However, when he looked at it, there was nothing inside.
His expression was normal, and there was no surprise. He only looked at it attentively, and gradually, a jade plate appeared in front of him. It was about the size of a palm, and it was white and flawless. Looking at its shape, it was exactly the same as what Daoren was holding in his hand in the mural.
This treasure did not exist in the present world, or rather, it did not only exist in the present world, but had fallen into the will of the gods. Only a True Yang cultivator could follow the trace of Qi dynamic and find its original location.
Even if a cultivator of the lower state obtained this jade box, it would be useless, as they could not even come into contact with it. Moreover, it would be impossible to control such a treasure.
He could turn illusions into reality, or rather, every Zhenyang cultivator could do it. However, the method of Imparting was different. He did not know if it was the way the treasure was supposed to be, or if it was a trick of the Grandmaster of Qingjue Mountain.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed the jade disk. His mana probed into it. At this moment, it was as if he was immersed in a ball of dense and viscous Qi activity. He tried to stir up the mystery, but it did not stir up any waves. Therefore, he tried to increase his mana, but after a while, the Qi dynamic within the jade plate suddenly became violent, like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, running wildly. No matter what he did, he could not calm it down, let alone activate the treasure further.
After trying a few more methods, he realized that none of them were of much use, so he withdrew his consciousness from the jade plate and started to think.
On the surface, it seemed that only by restraining his mana could he tame the majestic Weili within the jade plate. However, he had a feeling that this wasn't just a problem with his own Fa Li. Instead, the treasure seemed to be lacking somewhere, causing it to be unable to display its true function. It was even to the extent that he couldn't clearly see what kind of power it possessed. However, he could be sure that this had nothing to do with the inheritance of martial arts, and was purely due to the treasure itself.
He thought to himself, "I wonder if the founding master of Mount Qingjue was able to use this treasure back then. It's a pity that I can't find any relevant records in the jade scroll."
Actually, he had another thought. Perhaps this treasure did not originally belong to Mount Qingjue, but the founding master had obtained it from somewhere else. This was highly possible, or else the Connate Demon would not have coveted it.
He took another look and put the jade plate back into the Will of God. Although this treasure was in his hands, it could not be of any use at the moment. However, he had enough patience to slowly unravel the mysteries within. However, the Connate Demon might come looking for him because of this. Although this might not happen, it was always good to be prepared.
Because of the various objects in Mount Qingjue, he could already see the Heaven's Realm where the Mount Qingjue cultivators had stopped. Now, he quietly sensed it and found that it seemed to be blocking a gap in a certain door. Endless evil Qi was rushing out from that gap. Although it had not been completely broken, it would not last for long. At most, in another hundred years or so, it would completely collapse, and by then, the entire Heaven's Realm would no longer exist.
"Once the Restrictive Formation is gone, Bu Xu will no longer have any obstacles in front of him. I don't know where he will go next, so I need to find a way to understand his movements. However, if I go with my incarnation, the collision of Qi will be extremely easy for the Connate Demon to detect. Ordinary people will not be able to do much if they go."
He thought for a moment and quickly came up with an idea. With a turn of his mind, he returned to the Green Sky Hall and sat on the cattail hassock. Then, he concentrated and thought.
After a while, a ball of Qi appeared out of thin air and slowly rotated there. He could vaguely make out the shape of a ruyi scepter. It was originally very blurry, but as his mind gradually landed, it became more and more real. After about ten days, it was completely presented in front of him.
He reached out and took it. He raised his finger and tapped it lightly. Immediately, a clear sound was heard, and he nodded subconsciously.
This ruyi scepter was created out of thin air by his mind, and he imbued it with a huge amount of Divine Will. This item was slightly different from the Mystical Crystal that Mount Qingjue used. If a cultivator carried it with him, it would not kill the incarnation of a True Yang cultivator's Qi of Qi, but it could avoid being seen. However, if it encountered the real body of a demon, it would not be able to defend against it unless he continued to maintain it with Qi of vitality.
After doing this, he summoned with his mind. After a short while, a gust of chilly wind appeared in the hall. Looking at the blurry figure of a Daoist, he was stunned at first, then came to his senses. He bowed respectfully and said, "This lowly one greets the Overlord."
Zhang Yan said, "Peng Xiang, I called you here today because I have something for you to do."
Peng Xiang said respectfully, "Please give me your orders, Overlord."
Zhang Yan said, "I need you to head to a world that is about to collapse and keep an eye on the demonic forces there. You need to pay attention, these cultivators are different from the cultivators you've seen before. After you go there, I don't need you to do anything. Just remember what they do and report it to me later."
Peng Xiang said, "This lowly one will remember."
Zhang Yan loosened his fingers, and the ruyi scepter flew in front of him. He said, "This treasure can cover your tracks. Remember not to leave it for even a moment, or else I won't be able to protect you."
Peng Xiang caught the ruyi scepter. Once it was in his hands, he immediately knew how to use it. At first, he was afraid that he would not be able to send out more doppelgangers, but now he knew that he was worrying too much. This treasure could also be divided into thousands, and it would not hinder him at all. After keeping it, he bowed again and said, "This lowly one will not let you down, Zhenren."
Zhang Yan nodded and pointed his finger at the bottom of the stairs. In an instant, a ray of spiritual light covered Peng Xiang, and in an instant, he disappeared.
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