After Zhang Yan read the inscriptions left behind by the two sages, although he did not find the method to achieve the Ultimate Dao, he had found a trace of a clue.
He understood that the so-called emotionless and emotionless was a generalization. Just like how the heavens were divided into yin and yang, all things could not escape from it.
And the path that he was searching for, in more detail, was within the Dao of Emotion.
When he was observing it that day, he had vaguely grasped a hint of mystery. Unfortunately, it was only for a moment. After he settled his mind, it was hard to find again.
Because of this, he realized that perhaps when he recognized the Dao of Emotion, his future path was already different.
The Dao of Emotionless was that the heavens and earth were not benevolent. There was no joy or sorrow, no thoughts or thoughts. In cultivation, one did not know where they came from, did not know the past. As long as one rejected the paths that did not belong to oneself, one would naturally reach the true path.
As for the Dao of Emotion, it was to observe the wonders of the changes in the heavens and observe the workings of the universe. All things existed in one's heart. Finally, one would be enlightened and see the true essence. From then on, one would be able to reach the Spirit Path.
He knew that this step was like the difference between heaven and earth. It was difficult to achieve in a hurry. After thinking for a moment, he decided to first go to the Donglai Continent. As for this matter, he could slowly think about it on the way.
There were two ways to go to the Donglai Continent. One was to go to the Land of Sunset and cross the Endless Ocean. The other was to go from west to east and retrace his steps.
If he went back, it would be inexcusable to pass through the mountain gate and not enter.
Right now, the East Flower Continent was in the midst of the Three Great Tribulations. The Mystic and Demonic Paths were at war. Since he had already left his position and had not completed his cultivation, it was not the best time to go back. After some consideration, he decided to go west.
Beyond the three western continents was a place called the "Muddy Ocean". Needless to say, the wind was high, the waves were strong, and the lightning was fierce. It was said that there were demonic fish monsters that had survived from ancient times until now. Their bodies were thousands of feet long.
Whether it was ancient or modern, the records all referred to it as a wild world.
However, these monsters were powerful in terms of spiritual power, but their intelligence was inferior to that of ordinary demons. The ancient Sky Demons that Zhang Yan had fought before could not be compared. Therefore, he did not take it to heart.
Moreover, after passing the West Continent, there would be no more Golden Moon Bugs in the sky, so he could travel above the High Cloud and rest when he was tired.
A few days later. The Twin Dragons and Zhang Chan were summoned. All of them rushed back from afar. He only asked a few questions. Following his order, a flood dragon carriage left the continent. It plunged into the endless ocean.
The sun rose and the moon set. The tides rose and fell. In the blink of an eye, another year had passed.
That day, after traveling for a long time, the two Flood Dragons felt tired and had no choice but to descend from the sky.
Flying above the astral clouds, one could borrow the astral winds to travel quickly, but the winds would still cut through one's bones and flesh. The two flood dragons would fly for a period of time, then they would have to descend to the sea to devour blood and flesh and absorb essence energy. After ten days or so, their vital energy would recover, and only then would they be able to return to the universe.
Over the past year, Zhang Chan had experienced this situation many times and knew what to do. He immediately sent the insect soldiers to all four directions to prevent the monsters in the sea from coming over to disturb them.
Actually, such monsters usually hid deep in the sea and rarely showed themselves. The possibility of bumping into one on the endless ocean was extremely small.
However, not long after, he felt something in his heart. It seemed like an insect soldier had discovered something, and a look of listening appeared on his face.
Then, his expression turned joyful. He walked in front of the carriage and bowed respectfully, "Old Master, Just Now, my insect soldiers have discovered an island on the ocean. There is a formation guarding it, and it seems like there are cultivators there."
During these days, Zhang Yan had been comprehending the mysteries in the pagoda. Occasionally, when he was free, he would ponder over the item left by the Sky Demon, thinking about how to forge it into a magical treasure that he could use.
When he heard that there were cultivators gathering there, he couldn't help but feel surprised.
In the Turbid Ocean, there were storms every day, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled everywhere. In the eyes of cultivators, it was considered a dangerous place. It wasn't easy to have a foothold here. This made him curious, and he immediately ordered the flood dragon carriage to turn there.
The two flood dragons had been traveling for a long time, and they looked listless. Hearing that there were cultivators there, they calculated in their hearts. Maybe they could recuperate for a few more days when they reached there. With this thought, they immediately became spirited and moved forward on the waves.
After traveling for more than three hundred miles, Zhang Chan rushed into the pavilion and reported, "Old Master, it's right in front."
Zhang Yan came out of the pagoda and stood in front of the platform, looking into the distance. He saw a huge piece of wood floating not far away from the ocean. With a rough look, it was actually more than ten miles long. It seemed like it had been chopped down Just Now, its branches were complete, and its leaves were luxuriant.
What was most peculiar was that there were pavilions, terraces, and pavilions on the branches, as well as bridges with springs and springs. There was even a peach blossom forest, and the little pink makeup was hidden among the tender branches and warm leaves. The green and red complemented each other, causing one to forget their worries.
Zhang Yan's eyesight was extremely good, and he could see that there actually wasn't any restrictive formation here, and this huge piece of wood itself was a strange object. It was wrapped in spiritual light and shrouded in mist, and when the wind and waves on the ocean collided with the layer of mist, the violence was dispersed and calmed down.
He couldn't help but praise, and said, "This is a paradise."
He didn't hide his whereabouts when he came here, and at this moment, standing outside, he was naturally noticed by a young man and woman who were patrolling outside the huge piece of wood.
Their gazes frequently sized up the two flood dragons, and it seemed like they were surprised that someone could control such fierce creatures.
The two of them pointed at each other a few times, and the woman seemed to be eager to give it a try. She wanted to come up and greet them, but she was held back tightly by the man. After looking at them cautiously, he escaped into the huge piece of wood.
Not long after, a Daoist walked out from inside. He had straight eyebrows and a straight nose, and his sideburns looked like they were cut by a knife. He wore a plain Daoist robe, and he looked refreshed and clean. He came in front of Zhang Yan, and his expression revealed some surprise. He took the initiative to come up and bow, and said, "An outsider has arrived, and I'm sorry for not welcoming you. May I know the reason for your visit?"
Zhang Yan looked at this Daoist, and he was only in the first layer of the Yuanying realm, and his aura was a little off. He should have used some unorthodox method to enter this realm, but he didn't look down on him at all. For the other party to be able to survive in this muddy ocean, he was definitely not a simple person. He smiled and said, "I'm Zhang Yan I. I'm traveling out at sea today, and I happened to pass by this place. I saw that there was actually a fellow Daoist in this Desolate Sea, so I came to visit. I hope I didn't disturb the owner of this place. "
When the Daoist heard that he was just passing by, he immediately relaxed, and said repeatedly, "I didn't disturb you, I didn't disturb you. Other than a few people from the same sect, I haven't had any guests for more than a hundred years. Now that I see a fellow Daoist, I feel especially close."
Zhang Yan smiled, and raised his hand, saying, "So you are the owner of this place, please forgive me for being impolite."
The Daoist hurriedly returned the greeting, saying, "I don't dare. I'm Jin Huodu. I'm the Palace Master of this place, if you don't mind, please come and have a seat at my humble place. "
Zhang Yan said a few polite words, and then followed him to a tall pavilion in the giant tree.
Perhaps it was because he hadn't seen anyone from the outside for a long time. After they sat down. After tea was served. Daoist Jin couldn't wait to ask about the situation on land.
Seeing that the things he asked were all unimportant, Zhang Yan didn't hide anything, and so he roughly told him about the current situation in the East and West Continents.
When Daoist Jin heard that the East Continent was currently facing a great calamity, he sighed repeatedly. He said, "Fortunately, my ancestor had the foresight to not go east, but to establish a sect on the sea, avoiding the disputes of the Earth Calamity. Otherwise, we would have been dragged into it."
Zhang Yan asked curiously, "From what Sect Master Jin said, is your sect also a sect from the West Continent in the ancient times?"
Speaking of the origins of the Palace Master, Daoist Jin's face showed some pride. He said, "Back then, my Palace Master Palace was also a large sect in the West Continent. Fellow Daoist has come from the Western Continent, so I presume you have also seen the broken spirits of that place. After the calamity, the ancestor of my Jin Clan did not follow everyone to the Eastern Continent. Instead, he brought the disciples of the clan to this sea and established another clan here. Since then, it has been more than 10,000 years since then. "
Zhang Yan also nodded, saying, "To be able to establish a sect in the middle of the sea, and pass down its legacy for ten thousand years, your ancestor must have been a person of great courage and wisdom."
When Daoist Jin heard this, he seemed to have thought of something, and a look of shame appeared on his face. He sighed, "It's a pity that the later generations are not up to expectations, wasting the ancestor's painstaking efforts."
Zhang Yan was surprised, "How so?"
Daoist Jin sighed and said, "Although my ancestor had the cultivation of a Grotto-Heaven, he was a modest person. He thought that instead of going to the East Continent to fight with others, it would be better to establish a sect on the sea. However, no one in the same sect was willing to agree, thinking that the sea was not a good place to go."
Zhang Yan nodded slightly. In all fairness, this was not nonsense.
Cultivators were particular about Dharma companions, wealth, and location. It was inconvenient to travel with other sects on the sea, and the spiritual opportunity was not obvious. If there was no one with profound cultivation to oversee it, as time went by, it would naturally not be valued by others, and in the end, it could only become a secluded sect.
It seemed that Chongyue True Temple had purposely provoked a fight with Donghua Mystic Sect, so as to train their disciples and preserve the sect's reputation.
Another example was Tao Zhenren. He promised him three promises to repay the favor, but at the same time, it also made Clear Feather Sect and Zhao You Sect connected.
Daoist Jin continued, "After this incident, my ancestor made up his mind to create another continent outside of the nine continents."
Zhang Yan thought for a while and said, "With your ancestor's ability, it would not be difficult to move mountains and mountains, but I wonder how to gather spiritual opportunity?"
All the spiritual opportunity in the nine continents came from the roots of the earth. It was not that there was no spiritual opportunity on the sea, but it was difficult to gather without mountains and rivers. Therefore, it was extremely scattered, and it was difficult to light up the spiritual point. If one were to cling to a place, after a long time, the spiritual opportunity would be exhausted.
Daoist Jin smiled and said, "Back then, my ancestor once heard that a Bhadanta from beyond the heavens had captured the Northern Underworld Black Turtle to guard the sect, and he was inspired. Coincidentally, there was a giant turtle in the middle of the sea, who knows how many tens of thousands of years old. When this creature stood on the bottom of the sea, it raised its head and breathed in the air of the wind and clouds. When it sleeps and wakes up, thousands of years would pass. If we could refine it into our sect's spiritual beast, it could suppress the land. Just the spiritual opportunity it would attract every day would be enough for a sect's cultivators."
Zhang Yan thought for a while and understood the plan.
Once such a giant creature refined its Qi, the spiritual opportunity needed would be immeasurable. If hundreds of people used it to cultivate, it would not be a problem at all. At the same time, it could prevent the giant turtle from growing too big.
He dared to say that if this could be done, not only would everyone benefit, the future generations would also benefit, and the leader would also use it to achieve Dao.
He sighed in his heart. This ancestor's goal might not be limited to this. Once this precedent was set, it would definitely lead the future generations to follow suit, and in the future, they would be able to form another sect on the sea. After tens of thousands of years, they might not be weaker than the sects on the land.
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