Smoke and fire flew everywhere, and the grass and trees were scorched.
Dangyang Mountain, the once beautiful and misty celestial mountain, had become a piece of scorched earth, and the entire mountain was razed to the ground.
That day, thousands of ghost boats came, and countless Yin fire and ghost thunder burned and bombarded the mountains. The eight hundred Flying Heaven Swords that Dangyang Sect relied on to defend the city had no power to resist, and were defeated in an instant.
In the barren mountains, Zhan Xinping's expression was gloomy, and he stepped into the mud.
At this moment, he had already used up his Inner Qi, and in order to avoid the pursuers, he chose the barren mountains and wild paths to walk.
The huge Dangyang Sect was now destroyed, and because Li Yunying's cultivation in Dangyang Sect was higher, she was one of the three sword protectors in the sect. When the enemy invaded, she naturally had to go up to defend, and he could not persuade her. Until now, her life and death were unknown.
He was only able to escape by relying on the magic boat that the Yue Cang Sect gave him before he crossed the boundary.
At this moment, he could not help but be angry that his cultivation was too low, or else things would not have turned out this way. At least he could forcefully take Li Yunying and escape.
When he first came to this world, he was still in the Second Realm of Clear Qi. But after coming here, because he no longer had the desire to improve, he slacked off a lot. Compared to when he first came here, his cultivation did not advance, but instead regressed.
After walking for a long time, he saw a cave covered by branches and vines, and his eyes brightened. He could not help but quicken his pace, and walked inside.
When he first entered the realm, although he thought he could come and go as he pleased in this world, out of some consideration, he deliberately left a cave here that could be used as a retreat, and placed some important things here.
After entering, he closed the cave door, and with a flick of his finger, the pearl embedded in the wall immediately lit up. He took a few steps, swallowed a pill, and sat on a thick praying mat to breathe and adjust his breathing.
When he caught his breath, he chanted a few incantations, and after a while, a carp poked its head out of the ground. Seeing it was him, it jumped out, and circled around him fawningly.
Because Blue Feather Pavilion was a lower sect of Qincang, almost every disciple of Bright Nether Lake who crossed to Wei Ming World would bring one or two living creatures, and this carp was brought by him.
He asked coldly, "Has it been opened down there?"
The carp wagged its tail.
Zhan Xinping heaved a sigh of relief. The bottom of this cave led straight to the sea, but there wasn't a suitable path. Now that it was clear, even if the people of Heavenly Saint Cult chased after him, it wasn't like he had nowhere to run to.
After meditating for a whole night, he got up and took down a bird egg from the gold and bronze shelf. He channeled his inner Qi into it.
Not long after, the eggshell cracked, and a fledgling came out, letting out a tender cry.
He took out a few secret pills and fed it. In just a few hours, it had grown into an unremarkable bird.
This bird's name was Han Ting, and it was also something he had brought with him from his sect. This bird could be used as a substitute for a cultivator in gathering information. In the past, he had never used it, but now he had no choice but to bring it out.
After releasing the bird, he waited carefully in the cave.
About half a month later, with the sound of flapping wings, the bird turned back.
Zhan Xinping extracted a drop of blood from its body and swallowed it. During this period of time, everything that the bird had seen and heard appeared in its mind.
After a long while, he opened his eyes, and his spirits lifted slightly.
It turned out that it wasn't just one sect that had suffered this calamity. Many sects had been destroyed, and among the people who had attacked Dangyang Sect, there were many who originally had outstanding battle prowess. However, for some reason, they were now dead set on following Heavenly Saint Cult.
Zhan Xinping thought about it. Looking at it this way, it was very likely that Li Yunying had also been captured, and she might not necessarily die in battle. However, it was almost impossible for him to save her with his martial arts.
Regardless of whether it was those flying ships or the Yin Fire and Ghost Lightning, they didn't seem like something that the natives of this world could create. He suspected that Heavenly Saint Cult had very likely come from beyond the heavens.
'With my own strength, there's no way I can contend against Heavenly Saint Cult, unless I have the help of my sect … '
Thinking about this, he couldn't help but hesitate.
He had intentionally thrown away the Escape Realm Pearl, which was a betrayal of his sect's trust. If the people of his sect came, he would definitely not have a good ending.
However, he had a feeling that the influence of Heavenly Saint Cult would definitely grow stronger and stronger. At that time, he would probably only be able to hide in this kind of cave and struggle at death's door, not daring to show his face. If he was not careful, he might lose his life.
He thought to himself, 'I should find the Escape Realm Pearl first. Whether I use it or not, I'll think about it later.'
After thinking for a long time, he leaped into the cave that the carp had opened up. After a night, he popped his head out beside a large river.
This was the largest river on this continent, and it was also where he had thrown the Escape Realm Pearl back then.
However, it was extremely difficult to find this item here. After all, no one knew where it had ended up after so many years.
However, he had no good ideas now. He could only search while avoiding the pursuit of Heavenly Saint Cult.
This search went on for seven years.
He went back and forth across the river three times, then went through all the tributaries. Finally, he found the ocean, but he still didn't find anything.
However, he didn't give up, because this was his only path of retreat. Furthermore, he wasn't just relying on luck. Every time he searched a place, he would place a talisman that he had personally drawn there. As long as something with similar spiritual energy passed by, it would cause the talisman to change. When he examined it again, he would be able to find something.
Another two years later, when he was inspecting a certain talisman paper, he unexpectedly discovered that a talisman had curled up. He immediately became excited, and after inspecting all the nearby talisman papers, he discovered that the item was heading upstream. It was heading towards a branch altar of the Heavenly Saint Cult.
Although he had some misgivings in his heart, he couldn't care less. He simply followed behind the talisman.
Mountain and Sea Realm, Pengyuan Sect, Dawn Awakening Hall.
Jiang Zheng awoke from his meditation. He opened his eyes and looked around the hall. Nothing had changed since he had been in secluded meditation.
He looked at the wall on the right, and there were paintings hanging there. The first painting was Dan Huizhen's side profile. In the painting, she was dressed in a palace robe. She held a jade bead high in one hand, and her head was slightly raised. She stepped on a cloud and her belt fluttered. Her posture was graceful and beautiful.
He remembered that this was what he had done for her after they became Dao companions. However, in the blink of an eye, she had reincarnated for dozens of lifetimes.
He shifted his gaze and looked towards the left wall of the palace. There was a huge painting that was three feet in length there and it occupied the entire palace wall. It depicted the mountains, rivers, and land of the nine continents. It included the geographical features of the entire nine continents. He still remembered how his heart was filled with emotions when he first drew the painting back then and it gushed out from his heart.
He shifted his gaze again and looked at the other paintings. If it wasn't the portraits of his trusted disciples, then it was the beautiful scenery of the Nine Continents that he had drawn himself. Looking at these, his past experiences couldn't help but appear in front of his eyes.
He had cultivated for three thousand years and had left behind too many traces. Some only existed in his memories, but some were left behind like this.
After sitting quietly for a while, he called out. After a while, the palace door slowly opened, and a disciple came in. He bowed and said, "Perfected One?"
Jiang Zheng asked, "I have been in secluded meditation for a long time. How is the sect now?"
The disciple saw that there was nothing unusual about Jiang Zheng. Obviously, he didn't succeed in breaking through this time. His heart sank slightly, but he immediately calmed down and said, "Perfected One, everything is fine in the sect."
Jiang Zheng nodded and said, "That's good. Go and invite all the elders in the sect."
The disciple originally wanted to say something, but seeing that Jiang Zheng didn't seem to want to say more, he didn't mention it anymore. He lowered his head and said yes, bowed, and left.
Not long after, a few elders entered the hall with solemn expressions. An hour later, they came out one after another, but no one said why Jiang Zheng called them this time.
The news quickly spread. In just a day, almost everyone in the sect knew about this matter. For a moment, everyone was in a panic, and all kinds of opinions appeared.
"Perfected One Jiang has been in seclusion for a long time, but he didn't succeed this time. His lifespan has long been up. This time, he called all the elders over. I'm afraid it's to explain the matters after his death."
"With Perfected One's departure, our Pengyuan Sect will no longer have anyone to oversee it. How can we compare with the surrounding sects? I'm afraid this generation will no longer take us seriously. "
"Even if Perfected One reincarnates, there will be the Grand Supreme Dao Ancestor to receive him. In his next life, he can also open his memories. It's nothing, but our relationship with the high sect will be severed. Perfected One, why don't you leave behind a personal disciple? "
"Why do you say that? Perfected One has been extremely benevolent to our Pengyuan Sect. I don't know how much trouble you've suffered over the years. If you can't pass this time, it will be a pity that your thousands of years of cultivation will be wasted. "
Although Jiang Zheng was in the hall at this moment, he heard these words clearly. For a moment, he only felt the warmth and coldness of the world in his heart.
He shook his head with a smile and said, "There are many ups and downs in the world, but when the breeze comes, only the lingering sound remains."
He turned around and came to the altar. He bowed to Zhang Yan's memorial tablet a few times and said respectfully, "This disciple is comprehending the Dao and is at a critical juncture. I haven't been able to pay my respects to Master even after coming out of seclusion. Please forgive me, Master."
After bowing, he returned to his original position and sat on the praying mat again. Not long after, golden flames burned on his body. They rose from his feet, from bottom to top, and spread over his head. Then, his entire body turned into nothingness in an instant. However, in the blink of an eye, he appeared in his original position again. However, at this moment, he was no longer the same. In that instant, he had actually cut off his mortal body and created a dharma body!
Once a cultivator transformed into a mortal, due to the perfect integration of Qi, it should be silent and there shouldn't be any movement. However, this time, the cultivators in the sect saw a golden flame shooting out from the palace. It connected heaven and earth, as if heaven and man were in harmony. This kind of strange phenomenon could even be seen from far away in other continents.
Jiang Zheng raised his head slightly and looked through the palace door at the place where the first rays of dawn appeared. He laughed and recited, "In the past, I heard that the Supreme Dharma once taught me to refine real gold with heavenly fire. I sang a song asking about the world, only cutting off the mortal body and not the heart!"
After reciting, he waved his sleeve and everything in front of the hall turned into dust in an instant. Then, he looked up at the sky. In a flash, a ray of light broke through the sky and followed the fire of the celestial being and broke through the world!
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