With the help of the broken jade, the difficult problem in the Lin Yao Questioning Method was easily solved.
After that, when Zhang Yan saw Xuanmen terms such as "Heng Ming, Kang", "Zhuan Su, Zheng", "Bu Xu, Shun", etc., he did not have to think too much and could just "test the method" in the jade.
However, he did not blindly rely on the broken jade. Every time he encountered a problem that he could not solve, he would first combine what he had learned to infer and then verify it in the jade. Over time, he gradually found out some tricks and his understanding of these Dao formula terms deepened day by day. Sometimes, even without the broken jade, he still had some confidence in his heart.
In less than five days, not only did he understand the entire Dao formula, he even roughly understood the various Xuanmen terms used. It could be said that he had made great progress.
This also made him feel that this broken jade was undoubtedly comparable to a divine object. That day, it fell to the ground with a meteor, so its origin was definitely not simple.
At this moment, he suddenly had a strange thought. This jade was originally empty and there was nothing other than his doppelganger. However, since the "doppelganger" could change according to his thoughts, could the objects around him also exist and change in this broken jade?
This idea was not whimsical, nor was it made out of nothing. It was based on the fact that his doppelganger in the jade was not naked, but wearing clothes.
This style of clothing was one that he often wore. Since there were clothes, did it mean that other things could also exist?
Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and made a book gesture. In his mind, he was thinking about the Lin Yao Questioning Method. However, before he could figure out what it was, he suddenly felt annoyed and his consciousness went into a trance. He actually directly withdrew from the doppelganger and fell back into his original body.
Zhang Yan suddenly opened his eyes. At that moment, he felt a splitting headache and his back was drenched in sweat.
He could not help but be shocked. Ever since he cultivated Qi, he had not felt this way for a long time. He quickly used his inner vision to check his body and realized that he seemed to have overworked himself. Not only was his spirit exhausted, but his inner Qi was also severely depleted. Thinking about it, he guessed that this was caused by his attempt to conjure a Dao book in the jade.
He nodded. It seemed that regardless of whether this attempt was feasible or not, it was not something he could do at the moment. However, he was not depressed.
If he succeeded, he would be happy. If he failed, there was no need to care. If he tried to force it, he would end up creating obstacles in his heart.
His Dao Heart was perfect, and he was able to pick up and put it down. In the blink of an eye, he threw this matter to the back of his mind.
He picked up the bottle of 'Positive Source Pill' that Ai Zhongwen had given him from the table, opened the bottle, and poured out a pill in his palm. He smelled a sweet fragrance seeping into his nose, and his chest and lungs immediately felt relaxed. He understood that this pill was extraordinary. He immediately opened his mouth and swallowed it. He sat in silence for a moment, waiting for the pill's power to dissolve. A warm flow of heat spread through his internal organs, making his whole body feel comfortable.
Generally speaking, after taking this kind of pill, one had to circulate their Qi to guide the pill's power throughout the body. Otherwise, once the pill's power accumulated, it would harm the body. He didn't dare to be negligent and immediately entered meditation.
After half an hour, his Qi reached perfection. At this time, the feeling of exhaustion was gone. The Internal Qi in his body surged, his Essence Root was full, and his Divine Qi was abundant. Unexpectedly, it was comparable to meditating for an entire night!
Zhang Yan was secretly surprised. He knew that pills were very beneficial to cultivators, but he did not think that the effect would be so extraordinary. He had underestimated the effects of pills. It was no wonder that each and every one of the disciples from the Profound Sects were successful in reaching the Essence Building Realm. He was afraid that in addition to having good Dao Books, they also had the assistance of pills.
Unfortunately, he had very few pills in his hands. In the future, he could only swallow them at critical moments. He could not waste them at will. In his heart, he secretly made up his mind that he would have to pay more attention to the collection of pills in the future. If there was an opportunity, he would absolutely not let it go.
However, what Zhang Yan did not know was that this bottle of "Upright Source Pills" was considered high-grade in the Profound Sects. Ai Zhongwen was afraid that he would not return the scripture and deliberately wanted to befriend him, so he took the initiative to give it to him. If Ai Zhongwen knew that Zhang Yan treated the pills he kindly gave him as if they were cabbages, he feared that he would suffer from internal injuries.
While Zhang Yan was cultivating in his cave, Zhou Zishang was listening to a servant inquire about news about him in a pavilion on the main peak of the Azure Wu Mountain, Hao Jue Peak.
"So, Zhang Yan has recently been deciphering the Erosion Runes on the Azure Wu Mountain and is now famous?"
A shrewd-looking servant obediently replied, "Reporting to Young Master, that is indeed the case."
Zhou Zishang furrowed his brows in silence. His thoughts were shockingly similar to Ai Zhongwen's. He did not believe that Zhang Yan could decipher the Erosion Runes on his own. He concluded that there must be someone guiding him from behind. This person was either the Deacon Daoist of the Good Abyss Monastery or the expert who encouraged him to come up the mountain. However, since that expert did not bring Zhang Yan with him to secretly teach him Dao techniques, it was most likely the latter.
"In this case, this Zhang Yan is even more untouchable."
He knew that he could not handle this matter recklessly and had to use other methods. However, no matter what, Zhang Yan was only a lower house disciple. He had plenty of ways to make him obedient.
The three servants he brought up the mountain had been waiting respectfully on both sides. One of them, a stout man who looked like a butler, came up and whispered, "Young Master, do you need me …" The muscles on his face twitched as he made a grabbing gesture.
Zhou Zishang raised his brows and waved his hand. "That's not appropriate. I, Zhou Zishang, am also a cultivator. Why would I use such a despicable method?" He then smiled confidently and said, "However, since I, Zhou Zishang, have come to Azure Parasol Mountain, how can I return empty-handed? Watch carefully, I will make Zhang Yan obediently descend the mountain in less than three months! "
The servants he brought up the mountain this time were all knowledgeable. Although they agreed with his words, they were still puzzled. They did not know where their young master's confidence came from.
Zhou Zishang smiled but did not explain.
After sitting for an hour, a Daoist boy came down from the mountain path. He hurriedly stopped in front of Zhou Zishang and bowed respectfully. "May I know which esteemed guest has come to our monastery? The monastery master invites the esteemed guest to come in for a chat."
Zhou Zishang stood up and tidied his clothes. With a slightly arrogant expression, he nodded and said, "Lead the way."
The Daoist boy did not know Zhou Zishang's identity. He only knew that the monastery master had suddenly ordered him to descend the mountain to welcome an esteemed guest. How would he dare to say anything? He turned his body sideways and gestured for Zhou Zishang to lead the way obediently.
Perhaps it was rare for others to meet the monastery master of Good Abyss Monastery, but with Zhou Zishang's cultivation base, as long as he sat here and released his aura, the monastery master would definitely sense it without saying anything. As a fellow cultivator of the same sect, the monastery master would definitely invite Zhou Zishang in no matter what.
The journey to the foot of the mountain was slightly slow. After about two hours, the huge Xuanwen Stone in front of the monastery master came into view.
There was no need to inform the Daoist boy as he led Zhou Zishang straight into the monastery gate.
Good Abyss Monastery was arranged in a vertical axis according to the mountain. After passing through the monastery gate, there was a Black Tortoise Tablet that was erected in the first year of the Wei Dynasty's reign. Both sides were densely covered with ancient trees. Walking along the stone path, they passed through the Hall of Morality, the Hall of Tranquility, and the Hall of Three Luminaries before entering the monastery at the back.
At this moment, there was a cobblestone path in front of them. On both sides, there were many potted green vines. It looked very interesting, like the scene of a celestial home. However, Zhou Zishang had no intention of looking at it. He followed the Daoist boy to the highest point of Haojue Peak, the Hall of Duzhen.
As soon as he stepped into the main hall, he saw a white-haired and white-bearded Daoren sitting cross-legged on a cattail hassock in the main hall.
Daoren opened his eyes slightly and waved his horsetail whisk. He said, "So it's a fellow cultivator of the Yuxiao school. I bow to you."
Zhou Zishang did not return the greeting. He went straight to the point and said, "Today I have a matter to trouble fellow cultivator."
As soon as the word "fellow cultivator" entered his ears and saw Zhou Zishang's disrespectful attitude, Daoren's eyebrows twitched slightly. He said slowly, "Please speak clearly."
Zhou Zishang stood with his hands behind his back and said condescendingly, "I'm Ding Yang Zhou Zishang. The nominal disciple of the monastery, Zhang Yan, is my brother-in-law. We came up the mountain in a fit of pique because of family matters. Today, I'm here to bring him down the mountain."
Daoren's lips wriggled. He said expressionlessly, "The disciples of the monastery cultivate according to the original intention of their Daoist heart, chance, and spirituality. Daoren will never force them."
This sentence seemed to be an irrelevant answer. In fact, the key was the original intention of the Daoist heart. His meaning was very clear. As long as Zhang Yan was unwilling, he would not force him to go down the mountain.
Zhou Zishang smiled slightly. This result was already within his expectations.
"If that's the case, then please give this Daoist book to my brother-in-law. I'm sure you won't refuse, right?" Zhou Zishang took out a thin silk book with both hands and handed it to Daoren.
Daoren glanced at it. As soon as the words "Records of Internal Meditation of Xuanyuan" entered his eyes, his eyelids twitched. After pondering for a while, he reached out his hand to take the book. He said lightly, "If that's the case, then I will give it to you."
Daoren's expression was indifferent. Zhou Zishang did not mind. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, fellow cultivator."
Daoren closed his eyes and did not speak. He only lightly tapped the jade bell in front of him. It emitted a pleasant sound. This was him sending the guest off.
Zhou Zishang let out a loud laugh and walked out leisurely.
Daoren stroked the white beard on his chin. Although his expression did not change, he was extremely surprised. This Zhou Zishang was so young, but he had already opened his meridians and condensed his Qi. His body gave birth to a vision of rosy clouds. His cultivation was not below Daoren's. He was indeed a disciple of a large sect.
Moreover, his way of doing things was also very cunning. Although it seemed rude for him to come straight to the door, in reality, he was deeply aware that people in the sect often spoke in a vague manner. They would not be able to get to the point even after a long time. Therefore, he deliberately acted like a young man who was successful and arrogant, so that Daoren could not slowly answer him.
If given time, this person's future would be limitless.
Lowering his head to look at the book in his hand, this "Records of Internal Meditation of Xuanyuan" was also an ancient book. It was said that it originally belonged to Daoist He of Nanhua Sect. He did not know how it ended up in Zhou Zishang's hands, but it was indeed a high-grade method of opening immortal meridians.
Once a cultivator's inner meridians were opened, the spiritual root would be planted and one's heart would be clear. Only then would one be able to practice superior immortal methods and bear fruit in the future. However, this method was not only complicated and complicated, but it also had a lot of hidden dangers. If one did not have the guidance of elders and masters from time to time, it was extremely easy for one's inner meridians to be broken and one's Dao foundation to be destroyed. As a result, one would have no hope of cultivating for the rest of their lives.
Daoren could not help but sigh slightly. He did not know what happened between this Zhou Zishang and Zhang Yan that he actually wanted to destroy the latter's path of cultivation.
Walking out of the temple, Zhou Zishang was very pleased with himself. He had thought of this plan very thoroughly. There must be something he did not know about Zhang Yan's visit to Azure Wu Mountain. It was always right to be cautious. He gave up on all the details and went straight to the point. Using the Good Abyss Temple to destroy Zhang Yan's Dao foundation was the safest choice. Even if something happened, he could say that it was out of good intentions and Zhang Yan could only blame himself for not being lucky enough.
If he failed to cultivate, Zhang Yan could only obediently return home to serve his wife's family!
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