Ten years passed in the Kunshi Continent.
In the Yaoyin Clan's Scripture Cave, Chang Zai sat in front of a table, reading the cultivation notes left behind by his predecessors under the light of a pearl hanging from the ceiling. Occasionally, he would pick up a brush and write down some insights on the tablet.
As he was lost in thought, an attendant suddenly came in and whispered, "Peak Lord Chang, the Sect Leader has sent someone to invite you."
Chang Zai put down the scripture and said, "Alright, I'll go right away."
He tidied up a bit and left the Scripture Cave. He took a magical boat to the highest palace platform in the sect, where he reported to the Sect Leader and entered the grand palace.
Wei Zihong was standing in front of a map. When he saw Chang Zai enter, he waved at him and said with a smile, "Junior Brother, come over here."
Chang Zai bowed and looked curiously at the map. "Sect Leader Wei, what kind of map is this?"
Wei Zihong said, "This is a congratulatory gift that your Senior Brothers and Sisters and I prepared for Master's Dao. It's called the Myriad Worlds Heavenspan Map. It contains all of the records of Heaven and Earth, as well as all of the local scenery. The map in front of you is the one I'm responsible for drawing." He turned and smiled. "Junior Brother, as Master's disciple, when your memories are restored, you will also be responsible for a portion of it."
Chang Zai couldn't help but look at the map carefully. After a while, he felt dizzy and couldn't help but take two steps back.
Wei Zihong smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Junior Brother, your cultivation base isn't high enough right now, so there's no need to force yourself. When your cultivation base is higher, it won't be too late to do this. This map is for all of us to complete together, so there's no need to rush."
After saying this, he changed the topic. "Junior Brother, you haven't been to the Mountain and Sea Realm yet, have you?"
Chang Zai's eyes lit up. He was born in the Kunshi Continent, and after joining the Yaoyin Clan, he learned that the Greater Sect and the Bright Nether Lake were both in the Mountain and Sea Realm. However, he had never had the opportunity to go there. Crossing worlds was very attractive to him, so he said, "Sect Leader Wei, will you allow me to travel to other realms?"
Crossing worlds required the use of a Realm Gate set up by an almighty being. Even if a cultivator's cultivation base hadn't reached the Grotto-Heaven Realm, they could use it freely.
Wei Zihong laughed heartily. "Always practicing cultivation in the Sect isn't very appropriate. The disciples of the Mountain and Sea Realm's three Sects are competing in magical combat, and I happen to have some business to attend to in the Mountain and Sea Realm. "In the future," he said, "In the Xuanyuan Sect Grand Competition, and Sect Competition, Junior Brother," you should watch them all. Junior Brother, "he said.," Junior Sect Sect, Sect, and Sect., Sect Dao, Sect, Sect.
Z, Sect, Chang Dao, Chang.
He knew that blindly cultivating behind closed doors was very boring. There were very few people who could concentrate on something just by sitting there. Exchanging pointers with others of the same generation and tempering each other was the correct path.
At this moment, a big Kun with a big head and small body swam in from outside. It was carrying a white cloud under its body. It swam around Wei Zihong's side, looking very happy.
"What is that, Sect Leader Wei?" Chang Dao asked. Wei Zihong laughed.
"It's a giant kun," Wei Zihong said with a smile. "It's a creature from the void. If you make some progress in your cultivation, I can take you to a place where you can choose one."
The giant Kun was a spirit of the void. Even if it was still in its infancy, it would at least be at the Grotto-Heaven level. It wasn't something that Chang Zai could control at his current cultivation level. Even if the giant Kun was willing to follow him, it wouldn't be of any benefit to his cultivation. Hence, he wouldn't give it to him now.
Chang Dao was a bit puzzled. He wasn't an idiot, and could tell that Wei Zihong wanted him to focus on his cultivation. However, he hadn't slacked off recently. In fact, in the ten years since he'd arrived at the Yaoyin Clan, he hadn't gone out for a stroll.
Wei Zihong ordered the giant kun to go play, then said to Chang Zai, "Junior Brother, come with me."
He brought Chang Zai to the back hall of the temple, where there was a realm gate. With a wave of his sleeve, the gate between the two worlds was opened, and he walked in.
Chang Zai hurriedly followed, only to feel a blur in front of him. He found himself on a high platform, surrounded by white stone pillars supporting a magnificent dome. The front was incomparably spacious, and one could see the endless blue seawater below. A line of white waves was advancing and retreating on the moist beach sand.
Wei Zihong waved his sleeve to release a flying carriage pulled by two dragons, saying, "The scenery here isn't bad. Junior Brother, you can take a look on the flying carriage."
Chang Zai followed him onto the carriage, and sat in the carriage to look at the scenery. He'd lived in the sect for a long time, and now that he saw the scenery, he couldn't help but feel at ease.
About an hour later, the carriage passed through a teleportation formation, and the two of them landed on an island.
The three overseas sects that were holding the competition this time were the Chongyue True Temple, the Yan Zhong Temple, and the Du Chen Sect. Ever since the three sects moved to the Six Continents of the Northern Sea, they had always fought together against the foreign beasts of the sea. Their disciples often fought against demons and monsters, so their combat prowess was not weak.
The competition this time was a competition between the younger generation disciples. However, because it was held once every year, it would always attract many Fellow Daoists to come and watch with their disciples. So now, it was no longer just a matter of the three sects, and it could be considered to be a grand event from the sea.
"Hey, who are those people?"
Chang Zai noticed that many of the cultivators were not in human form, and many of them were Outsiders with profound cultivation bases.
Wei Zihong said, "They're from the Hundred South Net Continent."
Chang Zai nodded in understanding. Ever since the cultivators of the Nine Continents occupied the Mountain and Sea Realm, the Hundred South Net Continent was the only continent that had a Demon Patriarch overseeing it. No wonder there were so many Outsiders. He said, "It seems the three overseas sects don't have any sectarian bias."
Wei Zihong said, "That's only natural. The previous Sect Leader of the Yan Zhong Temple, Li Xiumi, was a water creature who transformed into a dragon and achieved the Dao. How could he look down on Outsiders and Demonic cultivators?"
He produced a magical talisman from his sleeve. "There are still a few days before the magical competition. Junior Brother, feel free to walk around. I'm going to visit some old friends. I'll leave this talisman for you to protect yourself."
Chang Zai took it and put it away. When he looked up, he saw that Wei Zihong had already disappeared. He turned to look at the source of the commotion. The weather was clear and the wind was warm. A wide wooden bridge stretched out over the sea, connecting dozens of islands like a string of pearls. It could accommodate several carriages traveling side by side. At the end of the bridge was a towering mountain that reached into the sea. At every point on the sea, there were huge pavilions that were hundreds of meters tall. Below the pavilions, huge whales would occasionally flip and jump. It was a majestic sight to behold.
He saw that in addition to the disciples of the various sects who passed by in carriages, there were also quite a few rogue cultivators walking on the bridge. From time to time, laughter could be heard. He smiled and walked along the bridge toward the pavilions.
But before he had taken a few steps, he heard someone call out to him. Startled, he turned his head and saw a young girl with plump cheeks and two buns of hair. She was dressed in a long skirt, and her eyes were so round that they seemed to be able to speak. However, she was a little shorter than an ordinary person, and under her feet were dense clouds that made her look like a beautiful bundle of Zhiqi clouds.
The young girl asked curiously, "Little brother, I saw you come with Sect Leader Wei. Are you a disciple of his sect?"
Chang Zai was startled. When Wei Zihong came, no one noticed him, but this one could. He immediately knew that she wasn't an ordinary person and didn't dare to deceive her. He thought for a moment and said, "Not really …"
The young girl grunted and stared at him for a while. Then, she nodded and seemed to have guessed his origin. She said, "My surname is Yang. Here, since we met, it must be fate. This is for you." She raised her wrist and tossed over a Talisman.
Chang Zai had been in the Yaoyin Sect for a long time and naturally had some knowledge. He knew that it was best not to refuse at this time. Even if there was anything, he could go back and ask Wei Zihong about it. Therefore, he didn't hesitate at all and accepted it readily. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior."
The young girl was very satisfied with his attitude. She waved her hand and said, "If you meet Sect Leader Wei, give him my regards."
Before Chang Zai could respond, the young girl turned into a gust of wind and disappeared. He looked around again. None of the passersby noticed what had happened Just Now. He muttered, "Do they all walk so freely?"
He didn't dwell on the matter any longer, and continued walking along the wooden bridge.
By this time, more and more people were gathering around. Suddenly, he heard someone calling out to him. "Fellow Daoist, we rogue cultivators need to pass through several passes set up by the three sects to get to the Sea Pavilion. Why don't you come with us?"
Chang Zai looked over and saw that the person calling out to him was a young cultivator, who was smiling politely at him. There were about ten other fellow Daoists gathered around him, both men and women, as well as some young people. He thought about it for a moment and realized that he could also be considered a rogue cultivator, right? Furthermore, he had come out to make friends and broaden his horizons, so he didn't refuse. He clasped his hands and smiled. "Then I'll have to trouble you all."
The group of young people were very happy to see him agree, and invited him over. Both sides exchanged names. They were all young people, and the difference in their cultivation bases wasn't very big, so they quickly became familiar with each other.
It was only now that Chang Zai realized that this group of people didn't actually know each other. Most of them were rogue cultivators, and had gathered together to help each other out. That was the norm for rogue cultivators nowadays. What was strange to him was that some of them were not from the Mountain and Sea Realm, but rather, from the Yu World Heaven.
The young cultivator's name was Fang Ziru, and he was very talkative. He said, "Everyone, do you know why the competition between the three overseas sects is so much more intense than any of the previous ones?"
Someone asked, "Why?"
Fang Ziru said mysteriously, "I heard that the Chongyue Zhen Temple found the reincarnation of a Daoist Wonderland 20 years ago. I heard that he will also participate in the competition this time. “
"A man from the Grotto-heaven? Reincarnation? "
The group of young people suddenly looked surprised. With their cultivation bases, the highest cultivators they could normally come into contact with were Yuanying cultivators, which was already too high to reach. Daoists like Daoist Wonderlands had the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, but they usually stayed in their sects and rarely appeared. Therefore, in the eyes of rogue cultivators, they were limited to legends. As for the higher levels, they only vaguely knew that there were almighty beings up there, but they didn't know exactly what was going on.
One of them had a look of longing on his face. "I wonder when we'll be able to cultivate to that level."
Everyone couldn't help but think about how difficult it was to cultivate step by step. They were filled with both anticipation and pressure. Some people even wondered what it would be like to stand here in a few decades or even a hundred years. However, they were all young and full of vigor, so they quickly put these worries to the back of their minds.
Chang Zai's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "20 years ago? No matter what, this person isn't very old. Who knows, he might be similar to me." Having reached this point in his train of thought, he suddenly felt an eagerness to give it a try. After cultivating for so long, he had always wanted to find someone powerful to compare notes with, and see how far apart he was from them. If this was the reincarnation of the Daoist Wonderland, he would be an excellent opponent.
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