Just after Zhang Yan left, on an island, a green toad jumped out from the crevice of a rock. Its eyes coldly looked at the sky, then it leaped into the water, and after a while, it swam to the front of the underwater palace. It opened its big mouth, and spat out a ray of golden light, hitting the stone door. With a rumbling sound, the door opened with a loud bang.
It leaped forward and quickly scuttled into the cave. With another loud noise, the cave door closed once more.
After entering the room, it thought, "If the junior can't find me here, he will look for me elsewhere. He won't come back here for the time being. It's safe now."
All along, it had never hidden in any secret place of the cave residence. Instead, it attached its spirit to a green toad and used that to avoid the insect soldiers' search.
However, this was not a long-term plan after all. However, it was difficult to find a body to store his spirit. Even this green toad was carefully selected. Moreover, it needed his blood to maintain at all times. If there was an accident, he would not be able to change to another body. By then, his spirit would have no place to rely on.
However, what made it difficult for him was that once he used his blood to refine the body, there would be demonic aura leaking out. He was afraid that he would be noticed immediately. Hence, he had to find a safe place.
He came across this cave residence by accident when he was looking for treasures after he escaped. Previously, he did not pay much attention to it. However, now, it was a good place to go.
However, even if he hid in there, he would eventually be found out. As a last resort, he took the risk and played a small trick.
First, he tried to attract the attention of Zhang Yan and asked them to investigate. After they left, he moved in because he had already explored this place. He expected that they would not come back again. Hence, he could spend a period of time in peace.
He laid on the ground and slowly separated a strand of blood. He began to carefully refine the body. If the spiritual vigor was strong, as long as there was enough time, it could evolve into the Heavenly Demon's body again. However, now, he could only adjust it slightly so that the blood would not be consumed too much.
About ten days later, he seemed to have sensed some danger. He was shocked. He looked up and stared outside. He saw two dragon figures circling outside the underwater residence. How could he not know that his plan had been seen through by the other party? His heart skipped a beat. If they waited for the main character to arrive. Then there would be no chance of survival.
In a moment of desperation, it opened the stone door and rushed out.
It understood in its heart that if it didn't risk its life now, it would definitely not be able to rush out. As soon as it reached the outside world, it desperately urged its Blood Essence, and its figure instantly grew explosively. In the blink of an eye, it was over a hundred feet tall. Its abdomen swelled up and emitted a strange gurgling sound. After that, it opened its mouth and inhaled, and the surrounding waters of a few dozen li were immediately stirred up by a boundless whirlpool.
The two flood dragons were pulled along by the flow of water, and they were shocked. They were spirits of the water, and controlling water and clouds was an innate ability. However, at this moment, it was as if they had fallen into mud, and it was extremely difficult for them to move.
They didn't expect this demon to have such abilities even at this stage. They struggled to break free, but this divine ability seemed to have the same effect as the Heaven and Earth Seal. For a moment, they couldn't do anything and could only be dragged in step by step.
The demon's eyes revealed a sinister look, and it thought in its heart, "I'll swallow these two little flood dragons first to replenish some of my vitality, then I can escape."
Just as it was about to succeed, a thin strand of golden light suddenly fell from the top of its head. Its whole body quivered, and it felt that it was not a good thing. It didn't dare to resist, and hurriedly leaped to the side. However, at this moment, a shell leaf suddenly flew over, as if it had been waiting there for a long time. A ray of light fell on its head, and immediately enveloped it.
Then, the light spun in the air, and became smaller and smaller. Finally, it became the size of an inch, broke through the water, and flew into the sky.
Zhang Yan stretched out his hand in the air, and caught it in his palm. He sensed for a while, and saw that the spirit was hiding in a drop of Blood Essence, and it seemed that it still didn't want to admit defeat.
He smiled faintly, took out a Talisman, stuck it on it, and threw it into his sleeve. Then, he went to the tower in the sky.
When he sat down in the tower, he took out a ruyi, and waved it lightly. Smoke rose in front of him, and a three-legged copper cauldron appeared out of nowhere.
He pinched it with two fingers, and took out the spirit of the demon shovel, and threw it into the cauldron.
Now that the demon had reached this stage, it couldn't cause any more waves, and there was no need for him to do it himself. With this cauldron, it wouldn't take long for it to be refined.
An hour later, Zhang Yan examined the cauldron, and there was no trace of the demon left in the cauldron. He knew that the demon had been completely eradicated, and he couldn't help but think, "The demons of the three continents have been wiped out, and I can calm down and participate in the three continent erosion runes."
After thinking for a while, he summoned the two flood dragons and Zhang Chan into the tower, and said, "I need to go into seclusion to comprehend Dao, and I don't know when I will succeed. There are many pills in the cauldron, and you can take them and cultivate on your own. Don't wait for me to summon you, and don't come over."
Zhang Chan said, "Master, I'm willing to serve by your side."
The two flood dragons also expressed their loyalty.
Zhang Yan waved his sleeves and said, "When I need you, I will summon you. Go."
The three of them didn't dare to say another word, and they retreated.
After the three of them left, Zhang Yan sat quietly in the tower for three days, and then he tried to search for the erosion runes hidden in the three continents.
This time, he didn't have to worry about anything, and he didn't have anything to worry about, so he opened up his mind and didn't stick to a corner of a continent. Instead, he tried to sense the spiritual vigor in the mountains and rivers.
In the sky above the three western continents, pagodas floated in the sky, from north to south, from east to west, accompanied by the moon and the sun. They floated for more than ten years.
The mortals of the three continents didn't know about the stars, and they only thought that there was a God Master Sky Lantern in the sky, and they constantly worshipped it.
Zhang Yan was immersed in it, and he didn't know how much time had passed. One day, his body trembled slightly, and he retreated from his meditation.
However, there was still a hint of contemplation in his eyes.
What was recorded in the inscription was a battle of principles between two cultivators who had different dao paths.
As for the identity of both parties, it was impossible to find out. However, the general course of events was that one of them believed that the path of the heavens and man were different. To use a human to peer into the Heavenly Dao, one must abandon oneself and follow the heavens. Only by not giving birth to oneself could one live forever. If one didn't do this, one wouldn't be able to attain the Dao.
On the other hand, the other side believed that humans were creatures born from the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. Everything they did was within the natural order of things. The will of the heavens was our will, and our will was the will of the heavens. If one was firm in one's Dao, then a small movement would form the universe.
Neither of them could convince the other, so they used the scenery of the Three Western Continents to set up the eroded inscriptions in an attempt to attract the support of their fellow Daoists.
Zhang Yan had no way of knowing the outcome of this battle. This time, he only managed to understand ten to twenty percent of it. Due to the limitations of his own cultivation, he was unable to understand many of the profound and abstruse descriptions.
Moreover, there was something strange about it. Many places were hidden. He spoke vaguely, but it didn't seem like he was trying to hide something. Instead, it seemed like he was avoiding something.
What was worth mentioning was that the two of them were carving on one side of the world. Because of the wonderful evolution. They actually predicted the future calamity of the Three Western Continents at the same time.
However, both of them believed that the world gave birth to all things. It could be destroyed or created, it could be destroyed or created, and they didn't take it to heart. They only mentioned it at the end.
Zhang Yan thought about it carefully and felt that the two of them were arguing about whether the Heaven controlled oneself or the Heaven controlled oneself, whether the Heaven Dao was the Human Dao, or the Human Dao was the Heaven Dao.
From his point of view, the former path of abandoning oneself was definitely not one to pursue. If one had to choose, it would definitely be the latter path.
As he thought about it, suddenly, an indescribable mysterious feeling rose in his heart.
His expression changed slightly, and he sensed again. He realized that the vein of the eroded inscriptions that advocated abandoning oneself and following the Heaven had disappeared. He couldn't see a trace of it anymore, as if it had never appeared.
He thought about it and suddenly understood.
It turned out that there was no such thing as right or wrong, victory or defeat. The Dao that the Daoist cultivators agreed with was the Dao that won.
At this point, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought. "No matter what, this is still the Dao of others. What is my Dao?"
Yuxiao school, Moving Star Palace.
A cultivator in his thirties in a robe with a feather fan in his hand walked into the alchemy room. He bowed to Wu Fenggu and said, "Greetings, Senior Martial Brother."
Wu Fenggu raised his hand and invited him to sit down. He said, "Junior Martial Brother, is there a message from the Clan Elder?"
The middle-aged cultivator gently waved his feather fan. "Even if I don't say it, Senior Martial Brother can guess it."
Wu Fenggu said indifferently, "Junior Martial Brother, if you have something to say, just say it."
The middle-aged cultivator looked at him with bright eyes. "The Clan Elder sent me to ask. A few days ago, Senior Martial Brother summoned Senior Martial Brother. What did he say? Why didn't he report it afterwards?"
Wu Fenggu's face was expressionless. He said, "Nothing much. He just wanted to give me some pointers. Also, in a few months, Senior Martial Brother Zhou will finish his closed-door training."
The eldest disciple of Yuxiao, Zhou Yong, was superior to Wu Fenggu in both the reputation of the sect and the evaluation of the world.
However, ever since he went into closed-door training, he hadn't come out for more than two hundred years. Thus, all the matters in the sect, big or small, were handled by Zhou Yong.
When the middle-aged cultivator heard this, his hand stopped moving. He frowned and said, "This is a big matter. Why doesn't Senior Martial Brother fight for it? Are you really willing to …"
Wu Fenggu interrupted him. "This may not be a bad thing. In the sect, those who are capable will rise. The Three Great Tribulations will only become more and more intense in the next thousand years. If Senior Martial Brother Zhou has the ability, you will naturally lead the group. I have no complaints."
The middle-aged cultivator glanced at Wu Fenggu with a strange expression. He then shook his head and sighed. He said with a hint of mockery, "I heard that Shaoqing, Qing Chenzi, and Qincang's Qi Yuntian have already reached this stage. If they can survive the tribulations, the three of them will control the overall situation. As for the others, they will probably be like the stars accompanying the moon, losing their luster."
However, Wu Fenggu didn't seem to understand the meaning behind his words. He said calmly, "Perhaps there's one more person."
The middle-aged cultivator nodded. "Of course. That Yuwen Hongyang can't be underestimated either."
Wu Fenggu shook his head. "I'm only talking about the disciples of the Celestial Sect."
The middle-aged cultivator's eyes lit up. He leaned forward and said, "Who do you think it is, Senior Martial Brother?"
Wu Fenggu looked at him and said slowly, "Qincang's Zhang Yan."
The middle-aged cultivator was startled. After a while, he nodded and said, "In terms of talent, there are indeed very few people in our generation who can surpass Zhang Yan. However, Senior Martial Brother, don't forget that he has only cultivated for three hundred years. Moreover, it will be four to five hundred years later. Why do we need to mention it now?"
Wu Fenggu said indifferently, "Let's just wait and see."
He stood up and said in a meaningful tone, "Junior apprentice brother, don't forget that Zhang Yan has a grudge against the Zhou clan." With that, he turned around and walked into the inner hall, leaving the middle-aged cultivator standing there in a daze.
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