Although the young cultivator had come into contact with many cultivators since he was successful in his cultivation, he had always kept his background a secret. Alas, he was the meat on the chopping block, he couldn't fight back. After struggling for a while, he said in a low voice, "This little demon's divine arts and Dao techniques were imparted by a stone statue."
"A stone statue imparting a technique?"
Zhang Yan was slightly surprised. He had previously guessed that this person was either a remnant disciple of the Western Continent, or that he had inadvertently obtained the abode of a predecessor. Because this place was close to the Middle Pillar Continent, he had even thought of that person, but this answer was somewhat unexpected. He then asked, "What exactly is the general situation? Tell me in detail."
The young cultivator had no choice but to reveal his origins. It turned out that his name was Li Xiumi, and his original form was a mutated vicious snakehead in the Western Sea. Not only could he forage in the sea, but he could also come up to the land. He could run between the reef islands and pounce on small beasts.
Because it was nurtured by the spiritual vigor of the sea, after a long time, it gained sentience.
Later on, when he was chasing after a spirit lizard, he accidentally landed on a deserted island. There, he encountered a stone statue that could speak, and he received its guidance. From then on, he cultivated a set of divine Dao techniques.
When Zhang Yan heard this, he sighed in his heart. Even if this opportunity was not unique, it could be considered rare in the world.
Although there were many wandering cultivators in the world who could cultivate to the Yuanying Realm, if one were to look deeper, they would find that they had something to do with a sect. They really had no foundation.
There were many reasons for this, but the most important one was that without guidance, even if one obtained a superior Dao book, it would be difficult to understand its meaning. If one were to forcefully practice it, it would be hard to avoid the danger of qi deviation.
Without the support of the sect, without the help of the people of the same path. He would need to spend a lot of energy on finding spiritual items for cultivation. Where would he find the time to cultivate?
Although he was alone and free, if he incurred enmity with someone or met a powerful enemy, without anyone to help him, he might not even be able to keep his life.
But to Li Xiumi, it was not a problem at all.
Although the West Sea had been implicated by the three Western Continents in the past, and its spiritual essence had declined prematurely, making it inferior to the other three seas. But a sea of feys. It's not a small number. Since he was born in the Water Tribe, with magic power behind him, he could naturally search for what he needed to cultivate in the vast ocean currents.
Since ancient times, there were very few cultivators in this part of the sea, so they had never encountered any formidable opponents.
After receiving the stone statue's guidance. He also wouldn't casually kill people. Every time a tribulation came. He even knew a way to avoid it, and he managed to cultivate to this stage safely. His luck was really good. But very few people could compare.
Zhang Yan asked with interest, "The stone statue that guided you, could it be that it's also a spiritual monster?"
Li Xiumi said, "I thought so too at first, but after my cultivation went up, it was really just a stone statue that could speak human language, there was nothing special about it."
At this point, he hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Or maybe it's because this little demon's knowledge is shallow and I can't see the true appearance."
Zhang Yan pondered for a moment before asking, "Where is it now?"
Li Xiumi hesitated for a moment, but since he had already revealed the most secretive thing, there was no need to hide it, he said, "Head north, about a day's journey, and that's where the nameless island is."
Zhang Yan asked a few more questions, then said, "You lead the way, bring me there to take a look."
Li Xiumi did not dare to disobey, so he agreed.
Zhang Yan shook his sleeves, stirring up a strong wind from the flat ground, wrapping around the demon's cloud, and then flew towards the direction he pointed.
Four hours later, Li Xiumi pointed to a small island below and said, "This is it."
Zhang Yan looked down and saw that there was nothing special about the island. There was no formation door or prohibition, and there was no spiritual opportunity. If someone passed by the sea, they would not pay much attention.
Under Li Xiumi's guidance, he kept his mana and slowly descended. Finally, he stood in front of a steep mountain wall.
Li Xiumi took a few steps forward and pushed aside the grass, revealing a stone statue of a Daoist. It was in a sitting posture, and its face was similar to a real person, but it was only half the height of a human. He knelt down, kowtowed, and then called out softly, "Mister?"
Zhang Yan looked at the side and did not disturb him.
From his senses, this stone statue was very strange. Although there was no spiritual opportunity, there was a trace of a spiritual talisman wrapped around it.
After a hundred breaths, suddenly the stone statue trembled slightly, and there was white smoke coming out from its seven orifices. Then, a pair of stone eyes seemed to have become a little more lively, and said, "Xiumi, did you bring a fellow Daoist here?"
Li Xiumi did not know how to answer.
Zhang Yan took two steps forward and said with a smile, "I have not known Fellow Daoist Li for long. I heard that he was imparted by you, and that was how he obtained his cultivation experience. I was curious, so I specially came to pay a visit."
Who knew that when the stone statue heard it, not only did it not blame him, but it was also very happy, and said, "I have been on this island for many years, but this is the first time I have a visitor. It is a pity that I am alone, and have no tea or wine, so I can't treat you well."
Zhang Yan smiled, "I should be the host for taking the liberty to visit."
With a wave of his sleeve, a ball of clear air flew out and slowly dispersed. Then, a three-story pagoda appeared, and he said, "Fellow Daoist, please come up for a chat."
The stone statue saw that he did not see it as a different species, and instead treated it as a Daoist cultivator of the same generation. It felt extremely happy, and said, "Xiumi, carry me up."
Li Xiumi went forward, carried the stone statue, and followed Zhang Yan into the pagoda.
Inside the pagoda, Zhang Yan walked to the main seat, bowed, and said, "Fellow Daoist, please."
Li Xiumi hurriedly placed the stone statue on the guest seat gently.
After it was properly placed, Zhang Yan also sat down, and called for Zhang Chan to serve tea. Even though he knew that the stone statue could not taste tea, he still served it a cup, and placed it in front of the stone statue.
The stone statue was even more happy, and if it was not for the fact that it could not move, it would have probably started dancing. It only said, "It is my honor to be able to meet Daoist."
Zhang Yan smiled, and said, "I have something to say, please forgive me, Fellow Daoist."
The stone statue said, "Please speak, Daoist."
Zhang Yan said, "From what I see, you are neither a treasure nor a spirit, neither a demon nor a demon. May I know where you are from?"
The stone statue said honestly, "I am a Daoist imparting instrument."
The moment Zhang Yan heard the name, he knew its use, and nodded with a smile, and said, "Fellow Daoist does not have any mana, but you can guide Fellow Daoist Li to this stage, you are indeed worthy of the name 'Daoist imparting'. I wonder which wise sage had such a skill? "
To infuse a true spirit into an artifact, it was not inferior to refining a true artifact. To be able to have such ability, one should at least be an Image Phase Realm cultivator.
The stone statue said, "Ten thousand years ago, there was a sect in the West Source Continent called the Longevity Monastery. I was refined by the monastery head, Hao Rufang, at that time. However, there were few disciples in the monastery, and one time, they encountered a great enemy. After a fierce battle, only this Daoist Master survived, and he was also heavily injured. He was afraid that after he passed away. The sect would be severed, and there would be no one to enlighten the spirit of reincarnation, so he refined me. "
After Zhang Yan had a detailed discussion with Zhou Chongju, he knew a lot about the three West Continents. He had also mentioned a few sects. However, he had never heard of the Longevity Monastery.
As for the West Source Continent, that was the name of the continent in the ancient times. Until now, the Daoist books and records had already changed to the West Chen Continent.
Zhang Yan said again, "According to what Fellow Daoist said, you have been trapped in the body for ten thousand years, and since you have a true spirit, you can also harvest spiritual vigor, so why don't you try to escape?"
The stone statue sighed, "It is not that I do not want to, but all the spiritual vigor I have harvested all these years have been used to maintain this trace of true spirit, and I have no spare energy to do other things. However, Daoist Master Hao once said that there is a talisman in this body, and as long as I leave behind a successor and reopen my sect, I will be able to escape."
Zhang Yan glanced at Li Xiumi, and smiled, and said, "I guess Fellow Daoist Li is the person that Fellow Daoist chose."
Li Xiumi grinned, it was not easy to open a sect, and he first needed to find a place of enlightenment. If it was not for the Xuan Di Island, he would not have made things difficult for that Daoren Wang, and ended up in Zhang Yan's hands.
The stone statue said, "Although Xiumi is a demon, he is wise. I taught him five magical arts, and he was able to comprehend four of them in a few years. As long as he does not make any mistakes, it is only a matter of time before the sect is restored."
At this moment, Li Xiumi showed a helpless expression. Among the five magical arts, there was an escape technique, and he believed that if he had learned it, he would not have been captured so quickly today.
However, cultivating these techniques required a great deal of spirit medicine and precious materials, and they couldn't be found anywhere in the western sea. Only the Sky Shocking Gale only required one's own magic power, so it was the most effective.
The stone statue said, "What is Fellow Daoist doing in the West Sea? As far as I know, the West Continent has been abandoned, and the cultivators have already left for the Central Continent."
Zhang Yan said, "I want to study the mysteries of heaven and earth with the help of the Eroded Writings, but there are not many of them left in the East Continent. Thinking that the West Continent is the source of the cultivators of the nine continents, I came here."
The stone statue was silent for a moment, and then said, "I remember something. More than ten thousand years ago, a few cultivators from beyond the heavens came and fought with the cultivators of the West Continent. Among them was the Eroded Writings Competition. Fellow Daoist, you can go and find them, and perhaps you will learn something."
Zhang Yan's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Where are they?"
The stone statue said, "These cultivators were all great cultivators. I heard that they used heaven and earth as their records, and used mountains and rivers as their writings. I don't know why, but I know that they are in the West Continent. If Fellow Daoist is fated, you may be able to see them."
Zhang Yan was slightly startled, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face, and then he nodded.
Yes, the Path of Eroded Writings originally contained the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth. It was a little narrow for him to only look for those that were carved on the tablets and jade scrolls.
Once he thought about it, he suddenly felt enlightened, as if an invisible barrier had been opened, and his mind became very clear. He said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, your words have solved a barrier in I's heart, but I don't know how I should thank you."
Li Xiumi's heart was moved, and she said, "How about Fellow Daoist, take Mister away from here?"
Zhang Yan smiled, "What do you think, Fellow Daoist?"
The stone statue refused, saying, "Although I don't have any spiritual energy, I have lived here for ten thousand years. Obviously, my fate has been decided. If I leave, I'm afraid there will be a disaster. Now that I have taught a disciple, I will be able to leave on the day of completion. If Fellow Daoist is free, why don't you come and be my guest?"
Seeing that he was unwilling, Zhang Yan didn't force him. After thinking for a while, he looked at Zhang Chan and said, "Go to the mountains and catch two land creatures."
Zhang Chan said, "Master, this is easy. I will be back in a moment."
He left the pagoda and flew into the forest. Not long after, he returned with two creatures, a white snake and a giant tortoise.
Zhang Yan looked at them and nodded. Zhang Chan did a good job this time. The snake and tortoise were already more than a hundred years old, and they had gained a bit of spirituality. Although they were still far from gaining spiritual wisdom, it wouldn't be difficult if they could get his help.
He took out two Form Transformation Pills and ordered Zhang Chan to stuff them into their mouths. Then, he stretched out his hand to help them.
Not long after, the snake and the tortoise both transformed into two boys. However, they wore slightly bewildered expressions as they kowtowed incessantly.
Zhang Yan looked at them and said, "Today, I will give you two pills, but not for free. You must take good care of this Fellow Daoist. When the day of completion comes, you can leave on your own."
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