After a day, Hui Xuan old ancestor bade farewell to the green-faced Taoist and set off with Qu Changzhi towards the south.
Half a month later, the terrain below them gradually changed from the undulating mountain range to a vast plain. After traveling for a few more days, a towering and strange cliff appeared in front of them. Behind the cliff, there was water pouring down, crashing into the deep ravine below. The water vapor rolled and gurgled out. On the other side, it looked like it was chiseled by an axe or chopped by a knife, it was flat and straight. Dozens of giant eagles with wingspans of seventy to eighty feet built their nests on the cliff. Below, the trees were lush and weeds were overgrown. Snakes and pythons with a circumference of ten feet could be seen slithering on the ground.
Looking over, there was a line of white in the distant sky, the bluish green like it was washed. There was the sound of waves crashing into the shore.
Hui Xuan old ancestor stopped the escaping light and after taking a few glances, he pointed and said, "It is here. Further south is South Vast Ocean Boundary.
Qu Changzhi focused and suddenly his expression changed, "Teacher, there is such a heavy demonic aura here."
Hui Xuan old ancestor said in a deep voice, "This place is called White Flood Dragon Stream. There is a flood dragon in the deep pool at the bottom. When I first became Yuanying, to refine a magic treasure, I came with a few Taoist friends to slay the flood dragon. However, this evildoer is too cunning and tough. The talismans and swords in our hands are unable to harm it. There were a few times when we could not take care of it. Now that hundreds of years have passed, this old flood dragon's skills must have become more profound. However, as long as we do not provoke it, it will not find trouble with us."
Qu Changzhi said in surprise, "The person that teacher mentioned, could it be that he is staying here because of this flood dragon?"
Hui Xuan old ancestor shook his head, "Not so. After Fu Yang Sect was defeated, this person was afraid of being chased by our five sects and hid here. He wanted to borrow the power of this flood dragon to avoid calamity and that white flood dragon also wanted to borrow him to defend against external enemies. The man and the serpent helped each other, and thus they avoided several calamities. However, I have not seen him for over a hundred years and don't know if he is still here. Luckily he has two disciples who are natives of this place. Even if he left, we can still find his whereabouts. "
The two of them went around the waterfall and turned towards the east of the cliff. There was a hill that looked like it was shaved off. and in the middle, it looked like it was cut into three sections by a giant sword, revealing a deep ravine. There were three sections of vine bridges connecting them. On one side of the cliff, there was an exquisitely renovated grass hut.
Seeing this scene, Old Ancestor Hui Xuan's expression relaxed slightly, "This person is still here."
Qu Changzhi looked around and saw many green-skinned gourds hanging from the ropes. He didn't know what kind of rare fruit it was. The color was glossy. The water was smooth and round, emitting waves of brilliance. From time to time, the pleasing sound of rocks being struck could be heard. He couldn't help but look over curiously.
However, upon closer inspection, he was horrified. The gourd actually had faces growing on it. Some were happy, some were sad, some were worried, some were annoyed, some were angry, some were confused, and so on and so forth.
Hui Xuan old ancestor frowned and knocked on his back with his ruyi, reminding him, "Disciple, don't look at it too much. That is the Nine Hearts Six Desires Gourd. If you look at it for too long, your soul will be taken away by it. Even if you are saved, your mind will not be clear and you will become a walking corpse."
Qu Changzhi couldn't help but shiver when he heard the reminder.
In just this short while, his heart was already shaken. He hurriedly circulated his inner Qi and collected his mind, not looking at the gourd again.
Hui Xuan old ancestor sighed silently. His Master was a wandering cultivator and the techniques that he passed down had no use against evil and ghostly things.
If he was taught the proper techniques of Xuanmen, his mind would always be stable and why would he be afraid of this item. At most, he would be able to recover after a moment of absent-mindedness.
From the start of his cultivation, he was determined to achieve the Great Dao. However, this path was really too difficult. From a young alchemist boy to the third great cultivator of Yuanying, he had gone through many hardships to get his current cultivation. A thousand years of hard work, if it were to turn to dust like this, he would not be willing. Even if there was a sliver of opportunity, he had to try and fight for it.
At this moment, he saw that Qu Changzhi was fine and said, "There are many filthy formations in this valley. Your cultivation is not enough so you don't have to go. I will go and see this person alone."
Qu Changzhi hurriedly agreed.
Hui Xuan old ancestor lowered the travelling light and slowly descended.
The restriction placed here was very simple and crude. He used the Ruyi Scepter to lightly sweep over it and opened up a path ahead. When he reached the bottom, he saw a giant man with an ugly face. His clothes were open, and he used a fan to cover his face. His limbs were swollen, and he was sleeping soundly on a flat boulder.
Hui Xuan old ancestor used the ruyi to knock twice on his head to wake him up and said, "Shi Nu, is your Master around?"
The giant man shook his head and opened his eyes in a daze. He stared at the person in front of him and after a while, he realised that he recognised him and said, "Yes, yes. Yesterday Master spoiled a furnace of pills and is very angry. Daoren, you better not provoke him."
Hui Xuan old ancestor made a sound of acknowledgement and ignored him. He walked straight to the front of the grass hut but he didn't dare to stand too close. He stood a hundred feet away and asked loudly, "Is Daoist Ji around?"
After a short while, a gust of ghostly white wind swept out and condensed into a grey-robed scholar. This person was around forty years old and his face was gloomy and cold. His temples were slightly white. He used an extremely unfriendly gaze to size up Hui Xuan old ancestor and said, "What are you doing here?"
Hui Xuan old ancestor cupped his hands and said, "How is Daoist Ji recently?"
Ji Daoren snorted and said, "What's good about it. Just waiting for death." He took another look at him and moved aside, "Come in and sit."
Hui Xuan old ancestor bowed again and entered the grass hut. His gaze turned and he sat down on a clean rattan chair.
Two stiff-faced white-clothed females came out from the inner room and brought over a cup of steaming hot tea.
Ji Daoren said impatiently, "Speak, what's the matter? I'm in a hurry to concoct medicine and have no time to chat with you. "
Hui Xuan old ancestor pondered for a moment and said, "I would like to ask Daoist Ji to help me deal with someone."
Ji Daoren said, "Who?"
Hui Xuan old ancestor did not hide anything and told him everything that Zhang Yan had done since he came to Dong Sheng Continent. At last, he cupped his hands and said with a solemn expression, "This person is an obstacle to my path of Dao and needs to be eliminated. Please help me, Daoist Ji."
Reverend Yun's face turned solemn and said, "Who is this person?"
Hui Xuan old ancestor said, "This person is not a Daoist cultivator of Dong Sheng Continent but a visitor from another continent. Reverend Ji, you don't have to worry about someone coming to seek revenge. This person has precious treasures on him. Just looking at the profound weapons that others have seen, there are three to four of them. If Daoist Ji can …"
Before he could finish, Ji Daoren waved his hand and interrupted him, "You can use these words to bully those juniors. There's no need to brag in front of me. Tell me the truth. If I help you this time, what benefits can you give me? "
Hui Xuan old ancestor was silent for a moment and said, "At our level, it's nothing more than finding a method to form a cave. Even though I found a fated chance, I can't tell Daoist Ji about it. However, I can point out a clear path for you. It depends on whether Daoist Ji is willing or not."
Ji Daoren said, "Tell me about it."
Hui Xuan old ancestor said in a deep voice, "Under the dragon pillar of Dong Sheng Continent, there is a Daoist book written by Patriarch Damu. There is a scroll of Daoist manual written by Grand Master Daimu. Now Zhong Tai has obtained it and is trying to break the prohibition spell. I can help you to get it first.
Ji Ren sneered. "Daoist Book of Damu. Such a cheap thing. Why don't you get it yourself? You are here to sue me? "
Hui Xuan old ancestor said seriously, "I am Chu's Imperial Preceptor, a person with roots and I have received Reverend He's grace. It is not my wish to fall out with Zhong Tai. "
Ji Daoren stared at him and chuckled, "No, it's not that you can't get it, it's that you can't confirm that there is a Daoist Book under the dragon pillar. Am I right?" Not waiting for Hui Xuan to reply, he smiled strangely, "Even so, I can promise you this."
Hui Xuan old ancestor was full of suspicions when he heard this. Could it be that there was really something under the dragon pillar that he didn't know about?
Ji Daoren asked again, "You said that the two of you don't have the confidence to win. Then where can we find the other person?"
Although the Dong Sheng Continent was large, there were only a few cultivators of the third tier of the Nascent Soul realm, and they were all famous. The few that he knew were all in the three southern sects, so it was impossible for them to rope them in.
Hui Xuan old ancestor raised his ruyi and pointed on the table. Three words floated out. Ji Daoren took a look and narrowed his eyes, "Xiao Cang Jing."
Shenwu Mountain, Cang Zhu Peak.
Ten days after Zhang Yan returned to the sect, Song Chuyuan and the lame Taoist also returned to Han Yuan Sect. Only Zhang Boyan's whereabouts were unknown.
The two of them entered the sect and went up to the peak to greet Zhang Yan.
After greeting, Zhang Yan invited the two of them to sit down and said, "In a few days, I will go into closed door cultivation. I will have to trouble the two of you to guard the sect."
Song Chuyuan hurriedly said, "We don't dare to let down Reverend's trust."
The lame Taoist also said, "Shenwu Mountain stretches across the north of Tian Bei. It sits on the majestic mountains and dangerous rivers. Now that there is a restriction, if we don't guard it well, we won't have the face to see Reverend again."
Zhang Yan nodded. With the two of them guarding the sect and with the help of the restriction formation, even if enemies came, they would be able to handle it.
He used three days to settle all the trifling matters in the sect. Then, he found Fu Baoxing and carefully taught him the method of opening meridians and breaking through closed-door training. After that, he sealed the abode and went into closed-door training.
First, he checked the spirit herbs at hand. Every single one of them was checked carefully. After checking that there were no mistakes, he rolled up his sleeves and threw all of them into the furnace in front of him. Then, he used his magic power to ignite the furnace fire.
This process took a long time. About thirty days later, the furnace was boiling rapidly. The air was turbulent and clouds were surging.
Zhang Yan's expression was solemn. This was an extremely crucial step before forming the pill. If he made a mistake, even though all his previous efforts would not be wasted, the effect of the pill would be greatly reduced. He calmed his heart and qi and stabilized the furnace fire.
Another six days passed. There was a loud cracking sound in the cave abode. The furnace lid instantly broke into pieces. A gust of pure spirit Qi rushed out from the furnace and dozens of pills shot out.
Zhang Yan's eyes lit up. With a shout, he waved his sleeves and all of them were sucked over. He opened his palm and dozens of flawless white fruits that looked like ice jade were floating in the air. When he looked closely, there were a total of sixty-six of them.
Not including what he got earlier, the White Moon Jade Fruits in front of him could support him for sixty-six years.
To cultivate the Yuan Zhen Dharmakaya, he still needed a lot of them. However, since Zhong Tai was willing to search for these three spirit herbs for him, he could save a lot of effort.
He did not hesitate. With a flick of his finger, he kept a White Moon Jade Fruit into the Strong Cloud. Then, he attracted Jun Yang's Qi Essence. The two Qi intertwined and slowly entered his body.
After refining one, he didn't stop. He continued to refine the second, third, fourth, and so on. After refining twenty-five of them, a golden glow emerged from his body, radiating brilliance in all directions. His eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were all shimmering with golden light. The top of his head was misty and misty, and the three clouds gradually gathered together, faintly showing signs of merging into one.
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(To be continued …)
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