At the end of the hour, the sixty-four incantations that Zhang Yan had deciphered were placed in front of Bian Qiao.
Cold sweat dripped down from Bian Qiao's forehead. To be honest, he could not understand one or two of these incantations, but Hu Shengyu had personally said that there were sixty-four incantations in total. Now that Zhang Yan's incantation secretly matched Hu Shengyu's words, it was enough to prove that he could really understand the true meaning of the incantation.
His hands in his sleeves were trembling slightly, obviously he knew that he had suffered a great defeat, but his mouth was still strong, he said, "This' Manqu Jing Shi 'is profound and abstruse, Shidi's interpretation is fast, but I still don't know if there is any mistake in it, wait until I get it to Hu Shixiong then we can verify the authenticity."
Seeing that Bian Qiao had clearly lost, yet he still refused to admit it, the surrounding spectators looked at him with gazes filled with disdain, and there were even some who ridiculed him.
Although Bian Qiao's chest was boiling with anger, on the surface, he could only pretend that he did not hear it, but in his heart, he was secretly hating, and thought to himself, "This time, I will let you be happy for a few days, it will not be too late to deal with you later!"
Zhang Yan sneered, and said, "In this case, this incantation will be left with me, and it will not be too late to find me after Steward Bian has verified the authenticity. I will take my leave." He actually put the thin paper with the incantation and the pill into his sleeve, and without saying a word, he got up and left.
Bian Qiao never thought that Zhang Yan would leave just like that, he got up and chased a few steps, looking at Zhang Yan's back, he wanted to speak a few times, but he swallowed his words. He thought of Hu Shengyu asking him for this incantation in the future, but he could not take it out …
His face suddenly turned pale, and he did not pay attention to the steps of the pavilion under his feet, he staggered, and almost fell to the ground. Although he did not make a fool of himself because of the support of the servants on both sides, he still lost a lot of face. He did not dare to stay here for a moment longer, and hurriedly left.
Today, he made Bian Qiao suffer a loss, but Zhang Yan did not feel happy in his heart.
Bian Qiao was just a servant. Although this person had followed Hu Shengyu for a long time, his eyes were cloudy and his breathing heavy. With a single glance, one could tell that he did not have any cultivation. Although his hair was black and his teeth were healthy, Zhang Yan could conclude that it was because he had been taking good pills for a long time.
A person's life was only a hundred years long. If they were only busy for the sake of gold and silver, in the end, wouldn't they end up with nothing? He didn't even know that he was in a treasure trove. He was just a rat who was greedy for the small benefits in front of him.
However, he had heard that Hu Shengyu was an extremely protective person. Now that he had offended his steward, how would he react?
Zhang Yan smiled. He had already considered the consequences and had a plan to deal with it.
Shaking his head, he put this matter to the back of his mind and focused on sorting out the harvest of the day. After all, the content of the Taoist calligraphy technique that Bian Qiao brought was not something that ordinary people could see, so it was a good thing for him. After all, improving his cultivation was his foundation.
However, he did not expect that the consequences of this matter would be much greater than he had imagined. In just a few days, his reputation had spread throughout the entire Azure Parasol Mountain. The disciples of the Three Views came to visit him one after another, but there were only a few of them who were really important.
At first, Zhang Yan still received them patiently, but later on, he felt annoyed and simply said that he was comprehending the technique in closed-door cultivation and did not want to read the Taoist books. Only then did he calm down a lot.
On this day, Zhang Yan fiddled with the broken jade in his hand. He faintly felt that there seemed to be a lot of secrets in this jade that had not been unearthed. Previously, his cultivation was low, so he could not confirm many of his conjectures. Just as he was about to test the idea in his heart, someone gently knocked on the door from outside.
Zhang Yan could not help but be surprised. Ever since he said that he was in closed-door cultivation, very few people came to visit him.
"Which Senior Brother is outside the door?"
The person outside called out softly, "Young Master, I'm Zhang Xi."
Zhang Yan was delighted and said, "Oh, it's Uncle Xi? Come in quickly. "
He got up to open the door and saw an honest-looking middle-aged man in his early forties standing at the door.
Zhang Xi was the only servant he had brought with him before he went to Azure Parasol Mountain. Zhang Xi had grown up in his residence and was a kind and honest person. He was originally his father's servant, but in his memory, his predecessor had never treated him as a servant. Instead, he had treated him like an uncle or an elder.
After Zhang Yan went up the mountain, Zhang Xi had been living at the foot of the mountain. The day before yesterday, when he had received a lot of food, he had sent people to deliver a lot of it.
However, Zhang Xi looked distressed as if he had something on his mind.
Zhang Yan looked at his expression and asked with concern, "Uncle Xi, it's cold on the mountain at night. Why did you come up at this time?"
Zhang Xi lowered his head and said, "I haven't seen Young Master for three months. It's cold now, and Young Master's body has always been weak. This old servant is worried, so I came up to take a look."
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "We cultivators eat wind and drink dew, so we're not affected by heat or cold. Uncle Xi, there's no need to worry."
Zhang Xi glanced at Zhang Yan and looked like he wanted to say something.
"Uncle Yang, you came at the right time. Stay here tonight and tell me some interesting things about the foot of the mountain. Azure Parasol Mountain has many beautiful sceneries, and I'll bring some food with me to go down the mountain another day." Zhang Yan could naturally see that Zhang Xi had other reasons for going up the mountain, but he was a shrewd person, so he didn't rush to ask and just greeted him.
Seeing that Zhang Yan was about to go inside, Zhang Xi suddenly pulled his sleeve and said, "Ah, Young Master, this old servant has something to say."
Zhang Yan turned around and said gently, "Uncle Xi, you've raised me since I was young, so there's no harm in saying what you want to say."
Zhang Xi sighed repeatedly and said, "Young Master has been on Azure Parasol Mountain for three years. Counting with your fingers, how many people have become immortals? The Old Master was once the governor of Yunzhou, and before he died, he had high hopes for you, hoping that you could bring glory to the family. You should be studying and taking exams, so how can you waste your time here? "
However, Zhang Yan laughed. He took two steps forward and stood still. He stretched out a hand and pointed at the top of the cave wall, saying, "Uncle Xi, look. This poem has been with me for three years, but I didn't recognize it. Now that I've seen it, it's deeply in my heart."
Zhang Xi was surprised that Zhang Yan would suddenly talk about poetry, but since the Young Master was interested in poetry, of course he was happy to see it happen. He had also read poetry books before, so he went over to take a look and found that the date of the poem's inscription was the first year of Yongping, so he knew that it had been 133 years since then. However, the handwriting was so deep in the stone wall that it was better than when it was first carved.
He slowly recited, "In the golden palace, bones and yellow mud grave, with half a cup of muddy wine as a sacrifice to the duke and marquis. Today, after a golden millet dream, I only ask about immortals and not worry …"
Zhang Yan sighed with emotion. "Today, after a golden millet dream, I only ask about immortals and not worry. Well said, well said! Uncle Xi, look, this is the portrayal of my, Zhang Yan's, heart. "
The heavens did not forsake men, and they were reborn. The path of Dao in this life was suddenly before them. How could he waste the opportunity given to him by the heavens to go back and covet the riches of the mortal world?
Zhang Xi shook his head dejectedly. The Young Master had read too many fairy tales and was deeply poisoned by them. How could he believe in the illusory fairy tales? He sighed and said, "Young Master, your aptitude is not high, and you have no hope of becoming an immortal. Why do you …"
"My aptitude is not high?"
Zhang Yan's expression, which was originally calm, changed slightly. He frowned slightly and said, "Uncle Xi, where did you hear this from?"
Yang Xi was startled, as if he felt that he had said something wrong. He immediately hesitated and didn't dare to speak.
Zhang Yan's eyes flashed. He sighed and said, "When you came, what did the Zhou family say to you?"
Zhang Xi didn't hesitate and said, "The Zhou family said …"
Before he could finish, his face paled. He instantly knew that he had let the cat out of the bag. His lips trembled a few times, and he knelt down with a thud. He pulled on Zhang Yan's robe and said in a sobbing voice, "Young Master, the Zhou family found me and said that they know that you are cultivating here. They asked me to advise you to leave the mountain, or else you will have a taste of the Zhou family's power. Young Master, the Zhou family is powerful, we can't afford to offend them."
As expected, the Zhou family had come to find him?
A bright light flashed in Zhang Yan's eyes. He shook his head and said, "Uncle Xi, you've been tricked. If the Zhou family knew where I was, why would they need to find you? Isn't that unnecessary? "
"What?" Zhang Xi was stunned. "Young Master, are you saying that the Zhou family doesn't know that you're here?"
Zhang Yan sneered and said, "They probably knew that I was in the Azure Parasol Mountain, but this isn't their backyard, so it would take them some effort to find me. However, now that you're here, they can naturally find me easily."
"Ah?"
"Haha, brother-in-law, you've improved a lot after being on the mountain for a few years."
Following a long laugh, a handsome young man in a white robe walked in. He had a pair of long and narrow eyes, a straight nose, and a thin mouth. There was a sense of arrogance in between his brows.
He looked at Zhang Yan a few times with a scrutinizing gaze, then suddenly smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, there are countless obstacles and obstacles in the pursuit of immortality. With your aptitude, your achievements in this lifetime will be limited. With my elder sister above you, she can naturally protect you for a lifetime of peace and prosperity. Why do you want to stay in this mountain with the cold dew and weeds? It's better to return home and take good care of your parents from now on. Live the rest of your life as an ordinary person. Wouldn't that be great? "
Without waiting for Zhang Yan to speak, he smiled again and said, "Although you came up the mountain without permission this time, your parents and family know that you were bewitched by others, so they won't blame you. Hurry up and return with me." His words sounded like advice, but his tone was unquestionable.
Zhang Yan smiled faintly and said, "Parents and family? Whose parents? Whose family? "
Speaking of which, his predecessor's experience was also strange. Three years ago, when he was sixteen years old, he married Zhou Youchu, the young lady of the Zhou family from the Zhou family in Dingyang. After the wedding ceremony, the bride in the bridal room shone brilliantly and claimed that she was the reincarnation of a goddess. Now that she was full of grievances and was about to ascend to heaven, she asked him to take care of his parents in this life, and after a hundred years, she would send him to heaven to enjoy bliss with them.
Zhang Yan's predecessor also listened to these words. Although his wife's family was arrogant and often ordered the servants around like slaves, he still had no regrets and served the parents of the goddess wholeheartedly, only hoping that one day he could enjoy the bliss of heaven.
However, one day, a Daoren came and stood at the door, laughing coldly and giving him some pointers. Only then did he realize that she was not a celestial goddess, but a cultivator of Qi. Although there was no difference between the two in the eyes of ordinary people, after hearing Daoren's explanation, he then realized that cultivators of Qi were just training their spirits to reach the Dao, and it was ridiculous to call themselves celestials of heaven.
Zhou Youchu was originally the disciple of Venerable Ling Ya in Yuxiao school. In order to cultivate the Dao, she used a wonderful method to reincarnate and cross the tribulation. However, if no one took care of her parents in this life, she would be dissatisfied and it would hinder her cultivation. Therefore, she found Zhang Yan, an orphan who had no parents and a vast farmland at home, to support her parents and make up for the Dao.
If it wasn't for Daoren who pointed out the mystery, Zhang Yan would not only marry a wife in name, but he would also have to work hard to support his wife's family. Not only would he suffer on behalf of others, but he would also end up empty-handed in the end.
When the sixteen-year-old Zhang Yan learned the truth, he angrily accepted Daoren's guidance and came to Mount Cangwu, vowing to seek justice.
Although Zhou Youchu's parents in this life were direct descendants of Venerable Ling Ya, they were still mortals after all, so they didn't know about the hindrances in this life. They could not wait for Zhang Yan to leave so that they could swallow up the Zhang family's farmland. Therefore, Zhou Youchu didn't know that Zhang Yan had left for three years.
Until a few days ago, when she was meditating, she suddenly felt that the "Soul Manipulation Technique" she cast on Zhang Yan's body had suddenly disappeared. Only then did she realize that something was wrong. After asking the Zhou family, she found out that Zhang Yan had already left for three years.
However, the strange thing was that Zhou Youchu actually couldn't calculate Zhang Yan's whereabouts. It seemed that an expert had concealed the Heavenly Secret, and Venerable Ling Ya had been in Closed Door Meditation for many years, so he couldn't ask Zhou Youchu to calculate. In desperation, he ordered his third brother, Zhou Zishang, who was also cultivating on the mountain, to go down the mountain to investigate.
Zhou Zishang did not dare to neglect. Zhang Yan was of great importance. It was related to whether his second sister could cultivate a superior Cultivation Method, so he had to be cautious.
Although he couldn't find Zhang Yan, he didn't know that Zhang Yan had left with Zhang Xi. Sure enough, after some calculations, Zhou Zishang soon found Zhang Xi at the foot of the Azure Wu Mountain.
Because he was afraid that Zhang Xi would not reveal Zhang Yan's whereabouts, he ordered a servant to probe Zhang Xi. Sure enough, Zhang Xi went up the mountain in fear. Zhou Zishang, who was behind him, easily found Zhang Yan's residence.
Knowing that Zhang Yan really was cultivating on the mountain, Zhou Zishang couldn't help but feel surprised. Once Zhang Yan succeeded in his cultivation, the loss of the Heavenly Dao would naturally fall back on his eldest sister, Zhou Youchu. In this way, all of his previous efforts would go down the drain.
Zhou Zishang originally wanted to directly tie up Zhang Yan and go down the mountain, but when he saw that Zhang Yan's aura was soft and smooth like jade, it was clear that he had already reached the Essence Building Realm. Although he spoke with disdain, he was actually a little surprised in his heart. Could it be that Zhang Yan was valued by a certain Guru on the Azure Wu Mountain?
If that was the case, then it would be difficult.
Zhang Yan was now a disciple of the Qincang School. If he were to be easily abducted, then he feared that it would lead to discord between the two factions. Moreover, Zhang Yan coming up the mountain was strange. Who was the one who instigated him behind the scenes was still unknown.
After thinking about it, Zhou Zishang decided to use a gentle method to force Zhang Yan to go down the mountain.
However, now that he heard Zhang Yan say the words "Whose parents, whose family", with a hint of ridicule in his indifferent tone, and not even a shred of fear, Zhou Zishang could not help but feel bewildered in his heart. He even suspected that there was someone behind Zhang Yan, otherwise how could he have such courage?
He secretly speculated that that person was most likely an enemy of Venerable Ling Ya. He certainly could not afford to provoke such a person. However, he could not give up on this matter. Moreover, it was rare for him to go down the mountain, so he wanted to use this matter to let his master have a good look at his own means.
Zhou Zishang slightly frowned, but did not get angry. He no longer tried to persuade him, and without saying a word, turned around and walked away.
From the moment Zhou Zishang entered the door to the moment he left, from the beginning to the end, Zhang Yan's expression remained the same, but Zhang Xi, who was standing next to him, had a panicked look on his face.
Zhang Yan looked thoughtful, this Zhou Zishang unexpectedly did not waste his breath to force him to go down the mountain, and instead just retreated?
He did not believe that the Zhou family would give up so easily. It seemed that this cheap brother-in-law of his was not a simple person, and there should be a bigger backup waiting for him.
He was very clear that if Zhou Youchu wanted to cultivate a superior Taoist method, she would not allow herself to become an immortal. There was no possibility of compromise between the two sides.
Zhang Yan looked at the gloomy sky outside, thinking that after today, the pressure from the Zhou family would probably come like a storm. Fortunately, his grand plan had already begun ahead of time. If Zhou Zishang came a few days earlier, it would really be difficult for him to deal with.
Thinking of this, he smiled confidently. There was one thing that Zhou Zishang said was right, there were tens of thousands of ups and downs and thousands of obstacles in the pursuit of Taoism. This did not only refer to the obstacles in Taoism, but also the confrontation and competition between people. Was killing and fighting not one of them?
If he could not even pass this obstacle, then how could he talk about Taoism!
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