The abode of abode used by cultivators was just a general term for the place of cultivation. To be specific, it was divided into six grades, namely, abode of abode, blessed land, true palace, qi abode, mysterious cottage, and refined abode. Amongst them, it was further differentiated by the amount of qi vein and spiritual opportunity. These so-called first, second, third, and fourth abode were merely the lowest grade of mysterious cottage and refined abode. They couldn't even be considered as a true palace or qi abode, let alone a abode of abode or blessed land.
Hearing Huang Shouhe's words, Die 'er wanted to argue but Zhang Yan raised his hand to stop her. "Die' er, leave first."
Butterfly was originally unwilling, but when Zhang Yan's gaze swept over her, her heart inexplicably trembled. She timidly said, "Yes." She reluctantly retreated.
Zhang Yan turned to Huang Shouhe and said, "I want the cave dwelling."
Huang Shouhe stroked his beard and glanced at Zhang Yan. "Good, Junior Brother Zhang knows the rules. I have a C grade cave dwelling here. I'll go get the token for you."
"Wait."
Just as Huang Shouhe was about to turn around, Zhang Yan stopped him. He slowly took a step forward and said with a smile, "I'm afraid Senior Brother is mistaken. What I came here for is not the Mysterious Hut, but the Blessed Paradise."
"What? A blessed land? "
Huang Shouhe's face darkened and he scolded, "You're just a meridian cultivator who just entered the upper house and you want a blessed land? Arrogant! Do you know that only enlightened beings can live in blessed lands? Even those Mystic Light Realm Senior Brothers might not be able to get one, let alone you! "
Zhang Yan's expression didn't change. "Senior Brother, you're wrong. If it was someone else, I wouldn't be able to but I'm a disciple of the lower house. Now that I've opened my meridian and entered the upper house, it's reasonable for me to ask for a blessed land."
Huang Shouhe said coldly, "Even if you're a disciple of the lower house, you have to follow the rules when you enter the upper house."
"Since you're talking about rules, I'd like to ask, is this Senior Brother Huang's rule or the Spring Immortal Pavilion's?"
Zhang Yan laughed coldly in his heart. Did Huang Shouhe really think that he didn't know anything just because he had just arrived at the Upper House?
The matters of the Upper House were not as secretive as the cultivation methods. Back when he was plotting to enter the Lower House, he had already thoroughly investigated the details. Later on, he repeatedly asked Ai Zhongwen and the others for advice. Although he could not say that he knew the rules of the sect like the back of his hand, he was very clear about them. It was impossible to fool him on this!
"This …" Huang Shouhe hesitated for a moment. "… This is naturally the Spring Sky Pavilion's rule."
"Pa!"
The table next to Huang Shouhe was suddenly smashed into pieces by Zhang Yan. He couldn't help but jump in fright. "What are you doing?"
Zhang Yan took another two steps forward. His tall body approached Huang Shouhe. He said coldly, "Once a disciple of the lower house opens his meridians, he will become a true disciple after entering the upper house. He will live in a paradise and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This is the rule of the Yue Cang Sect. You're just a Deacon Daoist. How dare you play tricks in the dark and say that the rules of a pavilion are greater than the rules of a sect. Do you think that even if I don't touch you, the Elders and Deacons of the Upright Purity Courtyard can't do anything to you?"
Huang Shouhe's hand trembled slightly. He involuntarily took two steps back. He forced himself to remain calm. "Don't try to scare me with these words. How can a mere Channel Opening Cultivator like you be able to invite the Elders of the Upright Purity Courtyard?"
Zhang Yan laughed. "I'm a true disciple. Not to mention the Elders, even the Sect Leader can strike the golden bell and enter the hall to have an audience with me! It seems that Senior Martial Brother Huang intends to test the power of the Upright Purity Courtyard's punishment rod today? "
Huang Shouhe's heart skipped a beat. He groaned inwardly, "Didn't Wang Silang say that this kid has no roots and doesn't know the inner workings of the upper house? How did he know it so well?"
However, the matter of the abode of immortals was just to fool those who didn't know. He had been a Deacon of the Rising Heavens Pavilion for a long time. The way he handled things was not something that the Wang Family, who didn't know much about the affairs of the upper house, could compare to. He had already prepared a backup plan. Now that he saw that this method really couldn't catch Zhang Yan, he immediately gave up and put on a smile. "Junior Martial Brother, don't be anxious. I Just Now remembered that there is a vacant paradise. Perhaps it was reserved for you.
It's suitable for Junior Martial Brother to take it. "He reached into his sleeve and pretended to rummage around. He took out a talisman that was neither gold nor wood and handed it to him." This place is called Spirit Rock Island. It's located southwest of Jiu Yi City. This is the talisman to open and close the restriction on the island. I've appointed a Deacon Daoist Child to go with you. "
Zhang Yan smiled and accepted it. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Martial Brother."
"Hehe, Junior Martial Brother is too courteous, too courteous." Huang Shouhe waved his hands repeatedly. His face was full of smiles. It was as if the previous unhappiness had vanished into thin air.
Zhang Yan pondered for a moment. Although Huang Shouhe didn't dare to take out a low-grade abode of immortals to act as a cover, there must be a reason why Zhang Yan didn't know that Huang Shouhe had so readily handed over a piece of paradise. However, he didn't want to delve too deeply into it. The path of cultivation had never been smooth. So what if there were some twists and turns?
After Zhang Yan took his leave, Huang Shouhe laughed mockingly. He walked to the back of the hall with a smug look on his face. However, he saw Daoren walking towards him. He was shocked and immediately bowed respectfully, saying, "Martial Uncle Wu."
This Daoren was the Pavilion Master of the Rising Heavens Pavilion, Wu Yu. When he saw Huang Shouhe, he nodded slightly and said, "Did the one called Zhang Yan come by today?"
"Yes, he did."
"Oh, which class of immortals did you give him?"
"He is a disciple of the Lower House. Martial Nephew, as usual, gave him a piece of paradise."
Wu Yu raised his eyelids and asked again, "Which paradise?"
Huang Shouhe hesitated for a moment and said softly, "It's the Spirit Page Island."
Wu Yu frowned and said, "You gave him that brutal place of metal, wind, and fire?"
Huang Shouhe hurriedly said, "Although I tried to explain the reason, this person is arrogant and unruly. He didn't listen to my advice and thought that I was just trying to scare him. Thus, I could only give him what he wanted. You can't blame me for this."
Wu Yu looked at him and sighed. "You're on your own." He shook his head and walked away with his hands behind his back.
Before he left, he shot a cold glance at Huang Shouhe. Seeing that the latter was still happy and oblivious, Wu Yu couldn't help but sneer. This Zhang Yan had just arrived at the Upper House and Sun Zhenren had already given him a maid. Although Sun Zhenren usually didn't meddle in other people's business, he had no intention of using Zhang Yan as a stepping stone. How could it be so easy to meddle in a conflict between a master and a disciple and a noble family? Didn't you see how the attendants were avoiding him? Yet, you still wanted to curry favor with the Wang family? Be careful that you don't end up being smashed into pieces and die without a burial!
Zhang Yan walked out of the Leaping Heavens Pavilion with a Daoist servant who was in charge of leading the way. Seeing Die 'er walking towards him, he said, "Go and inform Madam Tang that I have chosen a blessed land."
"Paradise?" Die 'er's eyes were filled with joy. "I don't know where it is, but I'll tell Miss Yanniang now. We have a flying boat and will meet you later."
Zhang Yan said, "That's good too. It's the Spirit Page Island in the southwest."
Die 'er exclaimed and covered her mouth. "Spirit Page Island?"
"Hmm? Is there something wrong? "
Die 'er said anxiously, "Miss Tang, the spiritual vigor of the Spirit Page Island is tyrannical. Gold and fire Qi run rampant. It's not a spiritual place for cultivation, but a place of death!" She then complained, "Miss Tang, Miss Yanniang's place is a paradise of jade and immortal robes. She won't allow you to suffer. Why don't you go to another place? "
Zhang Yan frowned and said coldly, "Does your wife want to cultivate and become a celestial or enter the palace as an empress? On the path of Dao, one can only forge ahead and overcome obstacles. There is no peace, happiness, wealth and glory. If she doesn't want to follow me, it's fine if she doesn't want to come. "
As he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and boarded the Daoist boy's flying boat.
Die 'er's face was filled with anger and she stomped her feet angrily. However, she had no choice but to go back to report.
Not long after, Tang Yan received the news. However, she remained silent for a long time.
Ling 'er's eyes were filled with worry. She walked up and said, "Miss Yanniang, I didn't expect this Zhang Yan to be so familiar with the Dao of the upper house. We can't leave for now. However, that Deacon Huang deserves to die. He actually brought out that place of death. Aren't we going to suffer together?"
Tang Yan lightly opened her red lips and said, "It's not a big deal. It's just a few months of suffering. Zhang Yan has the ability, or else he wouldn't have become a disciple of the lower house. However, his opened meridian is the Mist Image. Let's see how he cultivates in the Golden Wind and Raging Fire Cave. Three months later, the sect will have an immortal master to check his cultivation. If not, Zhang Yan will come out of seclusion in six months. By then, it will be easy for him to deal with Zhang Yan. However, during this period of time, you all have to be careful.
Ling 'er said carefully, "Why don't Miss Tang go and explain to Zhang Yan so that he doesn't know what's good for him."
Tang Yan shook her head and said, "How can we treat the Zhenren's gift as child's play? If Zhang Yan doesn't have the ability to take care of us, the Zhenren naturally won't interfere. However, if we make the decision ourselves, do you really think that Sun Zhenren won't kill us? "
Ling 'er was so scared that she shivered. She didn't dare to mention the matter again. After thinking for a while, she comforted Tang Yan, "Wang Lang's talent is extraordinary. After he was born, he used the Jade Liquid to cleanse his marrow and refine his bones every day. He started cultivating at the age of nine. It has been eleven years since then, and he is already at the second tier of the Clear Qi stage. He is also from the Wang family of Haopu. I heard that he has recently become the disciple of Immortal Master Du De. His future is limitless.
Tang Yan nodded and sighed, "I hope so."
At this moment, Zhang Yan was already on the flying boat above the Spirit Page Island. The Daoist boy who was steering the boat pointed down and said, "Senior Apprentice-Brother, the abode is at the peak of that mountain."
Before Zhang Yan could take a closer look, he felt a murderous aura coming towards him. He couldn't help but squint his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he realized that the center of the island was covered in fog. The highest peak was actually a bald volcano crater that looked like a cone. The island was surrounded by ancient trees that reached the sky. Spiritual birds and beasts were chasing each other. It was full of vitality.
In the eyes of a Daoist like him, the spiritual Qi of this island shot up to the sky. It was like swords and rainbows, like dancing flames. It was as if the entire island was wrapped in a golden-red Qi flame. The Qi of Heaven and Earth was indeed too abundant.
Although the abode that Huang Shouhe gave to Zhang Yan was indeed a blessed place for cultivation, going too far was as bad as not going far enough. For example, in this abode, there would be golden wind and blazing fire rising in the morning, noon, and dusk every day. It could boil one's meridians, burn one's meridians, and pierce one's bones and skin. The spiritual vigor was too overbearing. It was inevitable that one's foundation would be damaged if he cultivated here for a long time.
As for the disciples of the aristocratic families who cultivated in the Yue Cang Sect, their meridians were rarely golden and fire-elemental. Even if they had, they would occupy some abodes with milder spiritual vigor. This abode had been empty for a long time, but no one was willing to come here.
The flying boat landed slowly. The Daoist boy didn't seem to dare to stay here for too long. He put Zhang Yan down and left hurriedly after giving some instructions.
At this moment, Zhang Yan's feet were on the ground. After carefully comprehending the spiritual vigor, he was not surprised but happy. His "Taiyi Golden Book" was about to use the wind, fire, metal, thunder, and the Qi of Devilry Gang to boil and refine the Qi of Qianling Gold. Now that the abode had come to him, it saved him a lot of time and effort.
In the eyes of others, it was a dead place. However, in his eyes, it was a real blessed place. He looked up to the sky and laughed, "As the saying goes, 'Others' poison is my cure ', nothing is better than this!"
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PS: Thank you, Li Na Nali, for contributing a book group. Group ID: 217929481 (Struggle for the Great Way)
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