Zhang Yan flipped open the book and looked at it. The first few pages were Shen Chong's rough description.
Shen Chong started cultivating when he was in his teens. At the age of 46, he condensed a second-grade golden core. At the age of 200, he cultivated Yuanying. At the age of 712, he formed a grotto-heaven. He was different from his peers. For the next 2000 years, he spent most of his time traveling outside. It was only when he was about to ascend that he returned to the sect and wrote this book.
In just a few hundred words, an ascended Zhenren's entire life of cultivation was presented in front of his eyes.
Maybe it was because this book was left for the juniors in the sect to study. The part about how he formed a grotto-heaven was written in great detail.
What was even rarer was that at the bottom, there were several methods of forming a grotto-heaven that he knew and listed out the pros and cons of each method.
After Zhang Yan read it, he felt that he had benefited a lot.
But when he continued to read, there were dozens of pages that were blank.
He put down the book and thought about the mysteries within. He thought that his cultivation wasn't good enough and he couldn't see through it. But it wasn't that he wasn't anxious. With this book in his hands, he could slowly comprehend it in the future.
He placed the book back into the wooden box and with a wave of his sleeve, he kept it in his bag.
After tidying up the scroll, he muttered to himself for a moment, raised his finger and pointed in the air, condensed his Qi to draw the talisman, then with another push, the talisman passed through the air into the hands of the Wang sisters, saying, "The two of you have done very well this time, this method was derived by me using the Nine Mysterious Scriptures, the first person to receive this teaching, is only Yan Yi, now I will pass it to the two of you."
Breaking the shell wasn't difficult, but it wasn't easy either. The Wang sisters' Dan had reached the fourth grade, and the previous method of breaking the shell was obtained by Zhang Yan from the Jingluo Courtyard. However, this method was derived from the remnant jade, and there were many more variations.
The two sisters were delighted to receive this method. After they received it, they carefully experienced it and understood the variations within. They understood that if they could calm down and practice this method, breaking the Dan acupoint would be a piece of cake. They thanked him. "Thank you, benefactor, for giving us this method."
Zhang Yan smiled and nodded. "Go back and study it well. When it's time to hatch, Master will protect the two of you."
The two sisters nodded in agreement, bowed, and retreated.
After the two left, Zhang Yan called Jing You over and said, "Is there a guest in the sect?"
Jing You replied, "Master, Zhong Tai sect has recently chased Chunyu Ji and the others to the sea. The north of Dong Sheng is now dominated by this sect. To celebrate, they are holding a banquet to entertain cultivators from other sects. The people from the foot of the mountain are here to invite Master to attend the banquet."
Zhang Yan asked again, "Which ones came?"
Jing You answered, "There are two of them. Zhao Ru and her eldest son, Du Shixun, also came with them."
Zhang Yan shook his head slightly and said, "No, I saw three strong auras at the foot of the mountain. Besides Madam Zhao and Zhenren Du, there should be another person."
Jing You hurriedly said, "Xiao Tong will try to find out later."
Zhang Yan waved his hand. "There's no need."
He closed his eyes and silently sensed.
As his cultivation became more profound, he could detect the auras within a few miles of himself if he carefully observed.
If he could cultivate to the third level, no matter who it was, as long as their cultivation was lower than his, once they entered the range of the Heaven and Earth Lock, he could immediately detect them.
Madam Zhao and Du Shixun's auras were needless to say. One was as gorgeous as a flower with a hidden meaning, while the other was strong and brave with unparalleled strength. He could tell.
On the other hand, the aura of the third person was thought provoking. It was strange, erratic, and difficult to fathom. It wasn't someone he was familiar with, yet it just so happened that it was slightly familiar.
He thought about it again and suddenly remembered that this person was very similar to Shao Zhongxiang who was defeated by him.
Once he thought about this person's background, he could roughly guess this person's origin. His eyes flickered slightly and he asked, "Jing You, has anything unusual happened in Dongsheng State recently?"
Jing You touched his head and thought about it. He raised his head and said, "Master, there is one. It is said that the dragon pillar's prohibition is gradually disappearing, revealing a stone mansion below. Zhongtai wanted to monopolize it, but the three sects also wanted to dip their hands in it. They refused no matter what, so the three sects are in a deadlock. Until now, they have not found out what exactly is inside."
After listening to this news, Zhang Yan thought about the cause and effect and roughly guessed the purpose of Madam Zhao's visit. It was not as simple as attending a banquet. He smiled and said, "Those who come are guests. Jing You, go and tell them that I am hosting a banquet tonight to entertain the three Daoist friends."
Dongsheng South State, Dachen State, Kwantam-in.
The magical treasure "Yong Ming Well" was placed in the middle of the main hall, and the four Yuanying cultivators of the sect were sitting around it.
Chancellor Goh Su-min's expression was grave. Looking at the three pavilion masters in front of her, she said, "In these days, the number of disciples in the sect who have been poisoned by the miasma has increased. Yesterday, there were three Ming Qi disciples who died from the poison. Although the cultivation of these disciples is not high, they are the foundation of our sect. My heart aches for them to die in vain like this. Today, I have invited the three Senior Brothers here to discuss how to deal with the crisis in front of us."
Although he said this, his eyes were looking at the person sitting in front of him.
This person's face was pale and beardless, and he looked to be in his seventies. He wore a large grey feather robe and held a golden bell bamboo cane in his hand. On his shoulder was a one-horned demon frog, and he had an indifferent expression on his face.
Seeing that Goh Su-min was looking at him, he raised his eyelids and turned his body to the side. In a bland tone, he said, "Junior Brother, you don't need to look at me. What ideas can I have?"
Goh Su-min said, "Senior Brother Ceng must be joking. Who doesn't know that you have refined pills in the Golden Grain Pool for hundreds of years and have refined ten cauldrons of Suspending Yang Pills? They can protect one's life and Qi, and resist external evils. It shouldn't be difficult to give some to the disciples in the sect, right?"
Daoren Ceng laughed dryly. "I have worked hard for more than three hundred years, and this is all I have. Junior Brother, why are you thinking about it? If you are talking about promoting cultivation and healing injuries, I can be of some help. But curing the miasma is not my forte. Junior Brother, you have found the wrong person. "
Goh Su-min was not willing to let him go just like that. She said, "If that's the case, then let's not talk about curing the miasma. Junior Brother will ask for some face from you. Lend me a cauldron of Suspending Yang Pills. How about that?"
Ceng Daoren's face stiffened. He said unwillingly, "My ten cauldrons of pills may seem like a lot, but I still have to distribute them to the disciples and a few of my colleagues. I don't have much left.
Without waiting for Goh Su-min to speak, he turned his head and looked at Senchu, who was sitting on the east seat. He said, "Junior Brother Shen, I heard that you have invited an expert in this field?"
Senchu said honestly, "Yes. If it wasn't for Zhang, the consequences would be unimaginable."
"That's right," Ceng Daoren hit the ground with his bamboo stick. His voice suddenly rose a few octaves. "With this person here, I, Daoren, don't need to embarrass myself. It just so happens that I still have matters to attend to in the Golden Pool. I won't be chatting with you Junior Brothers. Goodbye, goodbye."
He cupped his hands and stood up. He hurriedly stirred up a gust of strong wind and spun out of the hall. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.
Goh Su-min sighed. She pointed outside the hall and said, "He is also the son of Master and the Pavilion Master of the sect. But how can he be so selfish? He doesn't care about the life and death of the sect's disciples!"
She then waved her hand and said, "Forget it. We can't count on him. Junior Brother Shen, about that poisonous miasma, what did Zhang said?"
Senchu's expression turned serious. He said, "Zhenren said that this poisonous miasma is a mixture of the local poison and a strange poison. But he doesn't know what kind of poison it is. If the junior disciples breathe in a little, if they are not treated, their lives will be in danger within a day or two. Even if we are Yuanying cultivators, after a long time, the poison will infect our bodies and meridians. Even we, the Yuanying cultivators, after a long time, the poison will infect our bodies and meridians. At the moment, he can still find a way to detoxify the poison. But when the time comes, I'm afraid he won't be able to do anything."
Goh Su-min was shocked. She said, "This poisonous miasma is so powerful?"
Senchu said, "This matter can't be faked. There is no need for Zhang to lie to us."
Goh Su-min calmed herself down. She said, "It's a pity that Daoist Zhang is not from Kwantam-in. Oh yes, Junior Brother, you must think of a way to keep him."
Senchu nodded. He said, "I will do my best. But the antidote Zhang didn't come from nowhere. It needs to be refined with spiritual medicine. Currently, I don't have much left."
Goh Su-min said, "I will do my best in Kwantam-in. I will give you as much as you have."
Kwantam-in's strength was considered one of the best in Fengxiang Sword School. There were four Yuanying Zhenren in the school. They occupied three immortal cities. Of course, they had the confidence to say this.
Shen Chuyu, however, was still in a difficult position. "But concocting pills takes time. It would take at least a month to concoct one cauldron, and a cauldron would only produce thirty or so pills. There are thousands of disciples in my institute. How could we take care of them all?"
Goh Su-min asked, "Junior Brother, can you ask Zhenren to give up the prescription?" After a pause, she added, "Kwantam-in won't take it for nothing. We can exchange it with Dharma treasures and spiritual items. We can even discuss techniques."
Before Senchu said anything, the pavilion master sitting on the west side said, "Chancellor, this method doesn't solve the root of the problem. If we want to eradicate this poison, we can't touch the seal anymore."
Goh Su-min said, "I have the same intention. But it is the order of the sect. We have to do it."
The pavilion master said, "Then Senior Brother can move the disciples out. Only the few of us will stay here to guard the place. We don't want to implicate the juniors."
Goh Su-min frowned. To be honest, he had considered moving the disciples away. But in reality, he couldn't do it.
Ever since the seal was broken, to prevent the news from leaking, all the disciples were under the strict supervision of Fengxiang Sword School. None of them could leave as they wished. To prevent them from disobeying, an elder came to check on them every month.
The pavilion master said, "I have an idea. Since the poison is so poisonous, why don't we exaggerate the number of disciples who died. Every month, when you are not around, we can try to move a few disciples away. Are you going to check on them one by one?"
Goh Su-min thought about it. He was tempted. He asked, "Then … where can we send those disciples?"
The pavilion master said, "We can try to send them to a few sects we are on good terms with …"
Before he finished, Goh Su-min shook his head. He said, "That's not right. If someone reports to the sect in private, the consequences will be dire."
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