After Zhang Yan got rid of Luo Qing Yu, he continued to move forward. But before long, he saw another person blocking his way.
This person had a strange appearance. He had four pupils in his eyes, a straight nose, and a square mouth. He wore a Primeval Crown with two wide sleeves. He stood on a thick cloud and his expression was indifferent. He was one of the top ten disciples, Zhuang Bu Fan.
Seeing this person, Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows. He was not surprised. If Luo Qing Yu could find an excuse to fight with him, then it was no surprise that Zhuang Bu Fan was here. He sneered and said, "Senior Brother Zhuang, are you here to test me?"
Zhuang Bu Fan said coldly, "I didn't expect Junior Brother Zhang to be able to pass Junior Brother Luo's test. You're quite capable. There is no need to say more. If you can pass my divine ability, I will turn around and leave. In the future, the Floating Heavenly Palace will belong to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhang Yan to reply. He stretched out his right sleeve and a yellow gas flew out from his sleeve. After it came out, it suddenly dispersed. In an instant, dust and sand were kicked up, the weather changed, and yellow smoke rolled up.
Zhang Yan reacted quickly. Before the yellow smoke could reach him, the flying sword turned into a ray of light and flew out to protect him.
However, when he was in the cloud, he found that the yellow smoke seemed to have covered the entire sky. He could not escape.
Zhuang Bu Fan waved his sleeve and the yellow smoke rushed down. As soon as it touched his body, Zhang Yan felt an irresistible force grabbing him. His head felt heavy and his feet felt light. He was flipped upside down and his body was thrown into the sleeve involuntarily.
Seeing that he was going to be trapped in the sleeve, he did not want to sit still and wait for his death. He quickly performed the incantation and shook his hand. A thunderous sound could be heard. Like a thunderclap on a dry day, a bolt of Purple Cloud Divine Thunder split the sky and landed on the thick cloud of yellow smoke.
As expected, this divine ability had unparalleled might. With just a single strike, it scattered it.
However, Zhuang Bu Fan seemed to have expected this. He sneered and immediately withdrew his right sleeve. Then, he waved his left sleeve. His sleeve shook in the wind and a drop of ink fell into water. They surged outwards without end, growing larger and larger. In the blink of an eye, they spread out for several li, like a curtain of dark clouds that covered the sky and covered the sun.
When this Daluo Heavenly Sleeve was cultivated to the extreme, it could absorb nine mountains. Grasping the Four Seas, Moving the Stars and Shifting the Moon. The previous attack was only to restrain Zhang Yan, preventing him from successfully escaping. This time, he truly made his move.
As the cage came down, it immediately blocked all paths up and down. Zhang Yan was unable to escape and was instantly trapped in the circle.
Seeing this, Zhang Yan sent out several bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Thunder in an attempt to shake it away, but even though the thunder rumbled. The rumbling resounded without end, yet it was like a stone that sank into the ocean and didn't give rise to any ripples. In but a short moment, his entire body was swept up by the muddy qi that covered the heavens and the earth, and he vanished into his sleeve.
Zhuang Bufan remained expressionless. With a wave of his sleeves, he placed one hand behind his back and stepped onto the cloud, soaring into the sky.
Even though Zhang Yan was trapped in his sleeve, his mind was still clear. He opened his eyes and looked around, only to find that he had fallen into a hazy world. Countless surging muddy qi wrapped around him like a cocoon, and even the spiritual energy in his body seemed to have been restrained. As he circulated his spiritual energy, he felt that it was difficult to control.
If it was anyone else who fell into this state, they would have been at their wits' end. However, Zhang Yan had cultivated many divine arts, so it wasn't impossible for him to do so.
He sneered coldly as a wisp of bright light erupted from his eyes. He circulated his Profound Art, and a strand of green and misty brilliance charged out from behind him. This strand of brilliance resisted the yellow smoke, and boundless vitality bloomed from within it. This vitality was like the awakening of all living things in spring, and it sprouted and flourished as it slowly pushed the yellow smoke outwards. When it was just about to be broken, he let out a thunderous shout and abruptly pushed outwards. A loud rumble resounded as he actually broke through the yellow smoke and broke free from it.
After Zhuang Bufan put Zhang Yan away, he flew across the clouds and headed towards the gate. Suddenly, his arm shook and he was caught off guard, causing him to stumble on the cloud. Looking up, he saw Zhang Yan standing hundreds of feet away. Zhang Yan cupped his fists at him and said, "Senior Brother Zhuang, thank you for sending me off. Goodbye!"
When he finished, he raised his sword and flew away with Madam Wei and her son. In an instant, they disappeared into the horizon.
Zhuang Bu Fan wore a cold expression as he watched Huang Xiaolong disappear into the distance. There was nothing he could do. He snorted and turned around to leave.
When Zhang Yan returned this time, no one stopped him anymore. Sword light soared into the sky, flying swiftly like a bolt of lightning as he smoothly arrived at Clear Nether Heavenly Lake.
Before arriving at the cave residence, he dispersed the escape light on his body and first ordered Wei Zihong to take two pills to resist the cold air in the Heavenly Lake Residence of Bright Nether Heaven. After they dissolved the medicinal power, he rolled up his sleeves and brought the two of them to the main residence.
After entering the twelve palaces, Zhang Yan sat down on the jade couch and called Wei Zihong over. He took out a bottle of pills and said, "Your mother has been bedridden for many years. This bottle of pills is called Qi Replenishing Powder. It can clear the blood in your body, relax the meridians, and get rid of impurities. Remember to give your mother one every morning and night. After a hundred days, she will be able to walk like a normal person."
Wei Zihong was pleasantly surprised. He knelt on the ground with tears of gratitude and said, "Master's kindness is something this disciple can't repay even if I die ten thousand times."
Others didn't know where Wei Zihong's mother's paralysis came from, but Zhang Yan knew very well that Madam Wei must have been injured by the divine light from the three eyes on her forehead. However, with his medicinal pills to recuperate and protect her life, she wouldn't have to worry about it in the future. He then reminded, "Master will first pass on a technique to you. Once you've memorized it, go back and cultivate."
Wei Zihong knelt down and kowtowed, saying yes.
Zhang Yan flicked his finger and sent out a talisman. In just a moment, Liu Yanyi arrived at the hall. She bowed and said, "Honored Master has summoned this disciple. May I know what instructions you have for me?"
Zhang Yan pointed at Liu Yanyi and said to Wei Zihong, "This is your senior apprentice-sister. If there is anything you don't understand in your cultivation, you can ask her."
Wei Zihong hurriedly bowed respectfully to Liu Yanyi and said loudly, "Zihong greets senior apprentice-sister."
Liu Yanyi helped him up and said gently, "Junior apprentice-brother, please rise. There are five senior apprentice-sisters above you, so I will call you sixth junior apprentice-brother. To be able to become a disciple of Master is your good fortune. Cultivate well in the future and don't let down Master's expectations."
When Wei Zihong first entered the sect, he could only say yes in front of his senior apprentice-sister.
Liu Yanyi saw that he was being reserved, so she smiled and didn't say anything else.
Zhang Yan nodded. There were only a few disciples in the sect now. If he had the time, he would give a few pointers, but as his cultivation gradually increased, the number of disciples would increase as well. He wouldn't have to do everything himself. He would only let the disciples with higher cultivation in the sect do it for him.
Now that he was the Lower House Chancellor, if he met a suitable disciple, he could send them to the Lower House to cultivate. If they were really outstanding, they would definitely stand out from the crowd and it wouldn't be too late to teach them the true method.
However, Wei Zihong was an exception. He was the one who would take over the Yaoyin Clan's orthodoxy in the future, so there was no need to follow this path. After he opened his meridians, Zhang Yan would bring him to see the Sect Master and receive the five inherited treasures. Only then could he make specific arrangements for his cultivation.
Zhang Yan gave some more instructions before ordering Shang Chang to bring Wei Zihong and his mother away and arrange a place for them to rest.
He left Liu Yanyi alone and said, "I don't want to go to the competition in five years. If Senior Apprentice-Brother Huo sends someone to ask, just say that I'm in closed-door meditation to comprehend magic. I'll be in closed-door meditation for a long time, so you need to guard the house and don't go out at will. Yanyi, as the eldest disciple, you'll be in charge of everything in the house. If you can't make up your mind, you can discuss it with Luo Niangzi. If necessary, you can ask Zhenren Lu for help."
Liu Yanyi said solemnly, "Yes, I'll remember."
After Zhang Yan gave his instructions, he ordered her to leave. He then picked up his brush and wrote three letters to Shouming Palace, Danding Courtyard, and the Lower House of Cangwu Mountain.
Now that the matters of the Lower House had his new rules and the three Deacons were in charge, there should be nothing to worry about. Moreover, he knew that he would spend a lot of time in closed-door meditation this time, so he needed to inform Zhenren Peng and Zhou Chongju in advance.
After dealing with a few matters, he was thinking about what he had missed out. Suddenly, a matter came to his mind and he could not help but shake his head. He thought to himself, "I almost forgot about this matter, but I need to inform them."
When he opened his meridians that day, although he had the help of Bei Zhu, he had asked a disciple from a small Han sect to borrow the Jade Elixir Essence Pool in order to cover it up.
That year, he had promised that if there was an outstanding disciple in the sect for two sixty years, he could bring him into his sect to cultivate.
Today, he had taken in another disciple, so he also thought of this matter.
However, if everything went smoothly during his closed-door meditation this time, he would need to go to the Floating Heavenly Palace to cultivate and would not have time to care about this matter. If this Han disciple came looking for him, he could not break his promise.
Therefore, after thinking for a while, he wrote a letter and sent it to Lu Mei Niang.
Today was a troubled time, so he tried not to let his disciples go out. This woman was Zhenren Yuanying, so even if she left the house, it would not be a big deal. He could rest assured that she would handle this matter.
After sending the letter, he sat silently for a moment, adjusted his heart and Qi, and got up to go into the small mirror.
After stepping into this world, he leaped into the air and sat down in the bamboo house. With a wave of his hand, two jade bottles flew out and placed in front of the couch, one on the left and one on the right. They were the Metal and Fire Qi that Liu Yanyi had found.
Zhang Yan looked at them for a moment and pointed his finger. The jade bottle that contained the Qi of Geng Xin Metal trembled and opened the bottle stopper. The sharp Qi of Gold that was originally curled up inside suddenly lost its suppression and could not stay there any longer. A ray of Qi rushed straight up, as if it was going to break through the bamboo house.
Unhurriedly, he opened his mouth and spat out a puff of smoke that was as white as snow immediately flew out and wrapped around the Golden Qi. No matter how it struggled, it could not escape. With a slight movement, he sucked in a wisp of it into his stomach.
Then, he reached out his hand and the Dan Sha pressed down, suppressing the remaining Qi of Essence into the bottle. With a turn of his wrist, the bottle stopper popped out and was sealed again. The jade bottle shook a few times before it stopped moving.
Among the Qi of Five Elements, the Qi of Gold was sharp and the Qi of Fire was fierce. These two were the hardest to tame, especially the Qi of Gold, which was not easy to bind. During the refining process, if one was not careful, it would disappear without a trace.
Fortunately, Zhang Yan had already cultivated three types of True Light and was not a newbie. He was already familiar with this and easily tamed the Qi of Gold.
Next, he only needed to follow the prescribed order and refine the Qi of Essence according to the method.
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