As soon as Zhang Yan returned from the banquet, he stayed in the guest house for the night. In order to express his goodwill, Daoist Jin ordered his people to deliver a lot of good things to him.
Zhang Chan looked at the rare treasures on the table and clicked his tongue, picking one up and fiddling with it from time to time.
Even though he was an insect, he'd gained a great deal of knowledge while following by Zhang Yan's side, and his horizons could barely be considered to be broad. However, most of the treasures here were from the sea, and there were many that he'd never heard of or seen before, so he couldn't help but feel that it was extremely novel.
At Zhang Yan's cultivation, he didn't care about these strange things, so he naturally allowed Zhang Yan to play with them.
He glanced to the side and saw that the person who delivered the treasures was the young cultivator in plain clothes he saw in Daytime Hall. He asked in a pleasant tone, "I heard Fellow Daoist Jin mention your names during the day. One is' Zikang ', and the other is' Zixiang '. Which one are you?"
The young cultivator bowed and said, "Thank you for asking. I am Jin Zixiang, and Jin Zikang is my clan brother."
After the ceremony, he took two steps forward and took out a wooden plate from his sleeve. There were two green and tender fruits on the plate. They were plump and moist, making people salivate with just a glance. He held it up high and said, "Daoist Master, these are green fruits that grew on the divine tree in my palace. Don't underestimate the size of the divine tree, but this fruit only grows once every thousand years. When we cultivators eat it, our vision will improve and our lifespan will increase by a hundred years. It was specially ordered by the Palace Lord to pick it and give it to Daoist Master."
When Zhang Yan saw that the other party had given him two of these rare items, it was clear that this trip was very important to him. He nodded and said, "Please thank Fellow Daoist Jin on my behalf when we return."
At this time, Zhang Chan picked up a golden conch from the table and asked, "Fellow Daoist, what's your name? Do you know what this thing is used for? "
Jin Zixiang turned his head to take a look and said with a smile, "This thing is called 'Human Desire Law Conch'. When you blow on it, it can release five-colored mist. When you are inside, whatever you wish for will come true. That's why it has another name, 'Wish Comes True'. Within a hundred steps. It can charm people into that illusion, and it's impossible to guard against it. "
Zhang Chan's eyes lit up. "This is an interesting object. Let me try."
He puffed out his cheeks. He blew out a breath. Sure enough, a wisp of colorful mist flew out. It enveloped his body. After about a quarter of an hour, he dispersed the fog around him. Smacking his lips twice, he touched his still shriveled belly and said, "Although it's delicious, it's a pity that it's all a dream. Still, it's not bad to use it to relieve boredom."
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Since you like it, then take it."
Zhang Chan grinned and said, "Thank you, Master." As he spoke, he kept it in his bosom.
Jin Zixiang looked at him as if nothing had happened. He looked calm on the surface, but he was very surprised in his heart. This human desire conch was not as simple as he made it out to be.
Because the Illumination Palace was located on the ocean, it was cut off from the rest of the world. Most of what the disciples knew about the outside world came from ancient books. Although it lacked the tumult of the mortal world, and their minds were mostly clear, it also lacked experience. This object was used by the cultivators in the palace to train their Dao heart.
In the past, when disciples of the same sect entered the illusion, no matter how skilled they were, they would still be confused by the illusion. After the spell was dispelled, the master would have to find a way to stabilize their state of mind. This would take at least a few days, and at most a year and a half, before they could stabilize their mind.
But he didn't think that after this experience, Zhang Chan was as if nothing had happened. He thought to himself, "I didn't think that even a child by Zhenren Zhang's side would be so amazing."
Zhang Yan waved his sleeve, and a flaming flag floated in front of him. He said, "Although this flag isn't a magical treasure, it was personally refined by me. With a thought, I can set up a restrictive array around you. Now, I'll give it to you for protection."
Jin Zixiang didn't accept the flag. After a moment of silence, he knelt down with a thud and kowtowed. He said, "I beg Zhenren to let me stay."
Zhang Yan's gaze shifted downwards. He said calmly, "I've already agreed to bring you there. What's the point of asking? Unless Palace Head Jin has changed to someone else? "
Jin Zixiang shook his head. "I have no intention of going to the Donglai Continent. I only wish to be by your side in the future."
Zhang Yan said plainly, "You are a disciple of the Illumination Palace. Even if you don't have a master, I have no intention of accepting a disciple."
Jin Zixiang was currently buried in the ground. Upon hearing this, his body trembled. He said bitterly, "I know this is an unreasonable request. I don't dare to hope for superior martial arts. I only hope that when Zhenren leaves Donglai, you can bring me along."
Zhang Yan understood what he meant. He frowned and said, "You want to leave the Illumination Palace?"
Jin Zixiang said, "I don't want to be a traitor to my master. It's just that the Illumination Palace has a rule. Once a disciple of the branch reaches the Core Transformation Realm, if he wishes to continue his cultivation, he can no longer stay in the palace. He has to leave and establish his own sect. Since I have to leave sooner or later, I've decided to repay the kindness of raising and teaching me. But the world is so big, and I don't know where to go. I'd like to follow you for a few days."
Zhang Yan said, "I've told Fellow Jin before that I have orders from my sect. I don't know when I'll be able to leave. If it takes a long time, it might take hundreds of years. Are you still willing to follow me?"
Jin Zixiang was startled. He thought, "Even though my cultivation is low, my lifespan is not more than a hundred years. Once I reach Donglai, even if it's difficult to become a disciple of Zhenren, I can still go around and find a good master." He kowtowed again and said, "I'm willing."
Zhang Yan continued, "I see that your desire to cultivate is very difficult, but I want to ask you, are you seeking longevity, or seeking the true path?"
Jin Zixiang raised his head and replied seriously, "I've made up my mind to use my entire life to fulfill my ancestor's wish. I hate that I'm not a direct descendant, so it's difficult for me to obtain the true path. That's why I'm eager to leave this world and find superior martial arts."
Zhang Yan nodded and sighed. The direct descendant possessed superior martial arts, but could only sigh and sigh, not willing to take the risk. On the other hand, the branch had high aspirations and wanted to pull themselves together, but there was no way forward.
He thought for a moment, then looked over and said, "It's a pity that the senior's wish cannot be fulfilled. So, I'll grant you your request."
Jin Zixiang was overcome with emotion. He knocked his forehead on the ground and said, "Zhenren's kindness is something that I can't repay even if I die ten thousand times."
Zhang Yan said, "There's no need to repay me. Just remember what you've said today."
Zhang Yan stayed at the Illumination Palace for about ten days. When he saw that the twin dragons had recovered, he bid farewell to Taoist Jin.
On the second day, when they were about to depart, Taoist Jin personally led over a hundred disciples to send them off.
Taoist Lu looked at the dragon carriage in the sky and said to Jin Zikang and Jin Zixiang, "It's hard to say when we'll be back. If you have anything to say, go ahead and say it."
Jin Zixiang walked over to Taoist Jin, knelt down and respectfully kowtowed three times.
Taoist Jin had already received Zhang Yan's greeting and knew his choice. He sighed and helped him up. He said gently, "Zixiang, although I'm the head of a school, I can only follow the rules set by my ancestors. I hope you won't hate me. In the future, follow Zhenren Zhang well. One day, I hope to see the wishes of my ancestors come true."
Jin Zixiang remembered that Taoist Jin had raised him since he was young. Other than the fact that Taoist Jin had never taught him superior techniques, he treated him like his own son. Now that they were about to depart, all the memories flashed before his eyes. He couldn't help but say in a trembling voice, "Uncle, please forgive me for not being filial."
On the other hand, Jin Zikang's hand was held by a beautiful woman. The woman was sobbing as if she couldn't bear to let him go.
Jin Zikang said impatiently, "I'm only going to gain experience. It's not a life and death separation. Mother, why do you have to be like this? Outsiders will laugh at us."
The beautiful woman stopped crying and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. She turned to Jin Zixiang and said, "Zixiang, you have to look after your brother. Don't let him suffer."
Jin Zixiang cupped his fists calmly and said, "As long as I'm here, I will do my best to protect my brother."
Jin Zikang laughed and said, "Eleventh brother, your skills are not as good as mine. Just take care of yourself when the time comes."
Taoist Jin said, "Alright, don't keep Daoist Zhang waiting for too long. Let's go. Zikang, listen to your Uncle-Master Lu and don't force yourself."
Jin Zikang said, "I understand."
The woman looked at the three of them going up the tower. Thinking about it, she still felt sad. She complained, "Master, you're doing this on a whim. You can't live peacefully in the palace, but you want Zikang to go out and gain experience. Who knows when he'll come back."
Taoist Jin frowned and said, "What do you know? The Donglai Continent has our sect's treasure. It's left behind by our founder. It's just that we can't enter it. If we don't take advantage of this opportunity, how will we get another chance in the future? "
The woman muttered, "Why ask Zikang to go? Can't we just ask Lu Qianyuan to go? He's already someone who signed a blood pact. Are we still afraid of him playing tricks? "
Taoist Jin was annoyed and scolded, "I have my own plans. Don't you dare say anything else!"
Seeing his stern expression, the woman did not dare to say anything else.
At the same time, a hundred miles away from the Illumination Palace, there was a cloud of mist floating on the ocean. Within it was a large whale, and on its back was a hut. Two Taoists were playing a game of chess.
One of the scholars in white tossed the chess piece in his hand. Channeling his mana, he looked into the sky and said, "I think the owner of the dragon carriage is the one going to Donglai?"
The other person wore a hemp robe and a bamboo hat. His face looked weathered. He also looked up and said, "Of course."
The scholar in white chuckled and said, "Back then, there were many disciples under our founder, but all the benefits went to the Jin family. This ancestral treasure belongs to you."
The Taoist in hemp said in a low voice, "Lu Qianyuan is not difficult to deal with. It's just that Taoist Zhang seems to be a third degree cultivator. He's not someone to be trifled with."
The scholar in white agreed, "That's right. This kind of person cannot be offended unless it's absolutely necessary. Once he brings Lu Qianyuan and the other two into the Donglai Continent and separate, it won't be too late for us to find him then."
At this moment, a rumble came from the sky. He looked again and saw that the dragon carriage had broken through the High Cloud and was heading to the Extreme Heaven.
The two of them looked at each other and did not speak. They immediately joined hands to cast their spells. After a short while, the hut under their feet suddenly flew up and also pierced through the clouds.
When they reached the High Cloud at the same time, they saw that the dragon carriage was already far away. The scholar exclaimed, "I didn't expect it to be so fast. If I didn't bring the Finger Qi Fragrance, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to catch up."
The Taoist in hemp said, "Enough with the idle chatter. Quickly light the treasure incense."
The scholar in white smiled and said, "Senior Apprentice Brother, don't be hasty."
He unhurriedly took out a large stick of incense from his bosom. With a slight turn of his hand, a plume of white smoke flew out. However, it did not go up into the sky. Instead, it turned into a thin thread and shot towards the southeast. The direction it pointed towards was the direction of the dragon carriage.
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