Forest Upper Plains, Shuntian Slope.
The heavy rain continued for two days and two nights, but it still did not stop.
Ever since Zhang Yan left, Le Hou had led a group of officials to wait here, not leaving even half a step.
One of the officials could not help but say, "My Lord, we do not know when the Celestial Master will return. The weather is cold and the rain is bone-chilling. My Lord, please take care of yourself. Why don't you go back and rest? I will wait here for you."
Le Hou shook his head. "If I don't do this, how can I show my sincerity?"
Scribe Lin walked up and said, "That's right. My Lord cannot leave this place." ‘
The official's expression was unhappy. "Official Lin, my Lord has been fighting the demons for days and is already exhausted. If he does not rest now, I fear he will not be able to bear it."
Scribe Lin's attitude was unyielding. "One who travels a hundred miles is only ninety miles. Since my Lord has made up his mind to wait, how can you leave halfway?"
The official was a bit angry and raised his voice. "Since Official Lin says so, then I might as well ask a question. If that Immortal Master doesn't come in a month, will we have to wait for a month? If he doesn't come in a year, will we have to wait for a year?"
Le Hou heard this and was a little shaken.
If he knew when the Celestial Master would return, he would be willing to wait as long as possible. But as the official had said, if he really did not return for a few years, what should he do?
If he was an idle person, it wouldn't be impossible. However, he was a marquis of a county. After the great calamity, there were still many things to arrange. If he wasted his time here, he would probably be delayed.
Scribe Lin saw that he was tempted and hurried forward. He grabbed his sleeve and said sternly, "If others want to leave, they can leave. But my Lord, you must not leave even half a step."
The officials were shocked by his actions and began to reprimand him.
"Official Lin, what are you doing?"
"How rude! How rude! Let go of me!"
"Official Lin, calm down. How can you be a teacher like this?"
Scribe Lin did not care. He did not care at all. He only stared at Le Hou and said, "Celestial Master Zhang's thunderous roar must have killed half of the demons in the world. When the Celestial Master returns, pass it down. My Lord, you can gather the troops. Tidy up the country. After that, he would exterminate the demons and restore the land of the eight counties, bringing prosperity to the world. For the sake of millions of people, what does it matter if the Marquis suffers some rain? "
Le Hou was silent for a moment before he sighed. "Exterminating the demons and reestablishing the dynasty has been my father's lifelong ambition. Fortunately, Immortal Master Zhang has taken pity on me. My path will never end. Teacher's words are reasonable. I will wait here."
Scribe Lin said, "Exactly. If there's anything here, you can leave it to us officials to handle. Marquis, please wait here for the Immortal Master to straighten out the people's hearts!"
Le Hou nodded repeatedly.
Scribe Lin was afraid that he would be swayed again, so he pointed down the slope. "Marquis, please look."
Le Hou turned his head and saw tens of thousands of people at the bottom of the slope. At this time, not a single one of them had left. Everyone had a look of anticipation on their faces.
His heart trembled. Ever since the chaotic world began, everything he saw was lifeless and apathetic. But now, it was different.
He took a deep breath and said, "I understand. Teacher, please be at ease. If the Immortal Master does not return, I will not leave the slope."
Scribe Lin was satisfied. He let go of his sleeve and said, "If that's the case, the officials can rest assured."
Fortunately, they did not have to wait for too long. After another day, layers of clouds could be seen coming from afar. Among them, there was a dazzling golden light that flickered incessantly.
When it reached the top of the crowd, it turned into a wisp of pure white air and descended onto the slope. Then, they saw a Daoist with fluttering robes walking out.
Le Hou was excited. He quickly went forward and knelt down. He said, "Commoner Li Shugong welcomes the Immortal Master."
The officials behind him and the tens of thousands of people on the slope also knelt down and kowtowed, calling out "Immortal Master".
Zhang Yan looked up and said, "Le Hou, please get up. Since I said that I would pass the technique to you, I will definitely keep my word."
Le Hou bowed and wanted to stand up. But he was indeed tired from the past few days. Although he was young and strong, he could not bear it. He had just stood up when he collapsed again. The servants beside him saw this and hurriedly came forward to support him. However, they were pushed away by Le Hou and shouted, "Move aside, I will do it myself."
As he said this, he gritted his teeth and stood up.
Zhang Yan glanced at him and stretched out two fingers to point in the air. Le Hou's body trembled, and then he felt a warm current surging through his body. The fatigue that he had accumulated over the past few days disappeared, and his body felt lighter. How could he not know that he had received benefits? He immediately bowed deeply. He said, "Thank you, Immortal Master."
Zhang Yan nodded slightly. With another flick of his finger, a golden Talisman flew out and floated down. He said, "Keep this item well."
Le Hou hurriedly caught it. Just as he was about to ask what it was, he saw a series of techniques flash before his eyes. He was stunned on the spot.
Zhang Yan had not started on creating techniques yet, so the one he gave did not involve cultivation. Instead, it talked about how to boil the corpses of dead demons into medicine and blood soup to strengthen one's inner yuan.
If an ordinary person were to consume it, not only would they live longer, they would also have the ability to fight against demons. It was ten times, no, a hundred times better than the crude techniques that the mortals had come up with previously.
But because this technique was obtained by killing demons, once all the demons in the world were eliminated, it would naturally be useless.
However, the Donglai Continent still had the Hui Dragon to deal with. This battle would last for a long time. It was likely that he would have to wait until he created a new technique before he could change it.
But at that time, he would not only teach it to the person in front of him. He would pass it down so that everyone here could hear it.
Le Hou comprehended for a while and finally came to his senses. He bowed deeply to Zhang Yan and said, "Thank you, Immortal Master, for the technique."
Zhang Yan pointed to a large mountain in the distance and said, "Where is that?"
Le Hou could not answer. Scribe Lin stepped forward and said, "Looking at the direction, that should be Green He Mountain."
Zhang Yan said lightly, "This mountain is tall and beautiful. It can be used as a cave. If you are in danger, you can come here to find me."
When he finished, he waved his sleeves and rode the wind, disappearing into the clouds.
Le Hou and the others did not want him to leave just like that. They hurriedly bowed and sent him off. When he was out of sight, they slowly got up.
Le Hou looked at the golden talisman in his hand. After thinking for a while, he raised his hands and sent it to Scribe Lin beside him. He said respectfully, "Teacher, please take a look."
Scribe Lin was a little surprised. He looked at Le Hou and saw that he was sincere and not faking it. He thought for a while and then took it. After reading it. He did not say a word. Then he passed it to someone beside him.
That person was a little hesitant but could not resist the temptation. He reached out and took it. His face was both disappointed and glad. He thought for a while. He also passed it to another person.
In the end. Including Le Hou, there were a total of twelve people who had seen it.
Le Hou stepped forward and took each person's hand with one hand. He said, "The ways of the world have deteriorated. I alone cannot hold up the sky. From today onwards, I will rule the world with you all."
The eleven people looked at each other and did not move. Scribe Lin shook his sleeves and was the first to step forward. He said, "Your humble subject accepts the order."
Seeing this, everyone came to their senses. They stepped forward and bowed. They said, "Your humble subject accepts the order."
At this time, an old subject said, "Unfortunately, although the method imparted by the Celestial Master is exquisite, I have not heard of the legendary method of immortality."
Scribe Lin chuckled and said, "I think this method is very good. If that kind of method needs to be cultivated for years and is time-consuming and laborious, when can the Marquis realize his ambitions? As for the method of immortality, do you all want to abandon the Celestial Master and enter the mountains to enjoy the wind and dew? "
Everyone shook their heads.
Scribe Lin said in a low voice, "That's it. Moreover, the Celestial Master has his own considerations for bestowing the method. It is not something we can comment on. Please speak less in the future."
Everyone suddenly felt a chill and nodded in agreement.
Scribe Lin breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, there was one thing he did not say, and that was that these demon corpses were in the hands of Le Hou and the other powerful subjects. This way, they could maintain the original hierarchy, and they could smoothly raise the army to fight against the demon.
But if it was a method that everyone could obtain and learn, perhaps after a long time, the hearts of the people would not be satisfied. Before that demon could be completely eradicated, the music would break down and there would be internal strife. Only the current situation was suitable.
Zhang Yan left the Obedient Slope and flew south. Not long after, he arrived at the foot of the Green He Mountain. He stopped for a while and looked for a suitable place. He landed on the ground and used his mana to open up an abode of abode. Then, he sat down in the abode.
He already knew what the road ahead was. Next, it was time to think about how to proceed.
He created this method to prove himself and not to force the people of the world to enlighten. It was using his own heart to replace the people of the world, and his own desires to become the desires of the world. This was a disadvantage.
Those who have the heart will enter, those who have no heart will leave. Those who are fated will be content, and those who are not can give up.
He was not the parents of the people of the world, so there was no need to force the cause and effect on his own family.
After the people of the world obtained the method, what they should do and where they should go would have nothing to do with him.
In other words, once this method was created, he would be able to obtain the method. Even if there was only one person in the world who practiced it, it would not hinder his path of Dao.
However, this method did not rely on external objects and did not rely on spiritual opportunity. If the people of the world could use this to achieve Dao, who in the world would want to enter the mountain to be apprenticed to? How could the aristocratic families of the Xuanmen control external objects?
This method of breaking the roots and digging the grave, once it was thrown out, it would cause a huge uproar in the world.
When that time comes, whether it was the master or the disciples, the aristocratic families would want to kill him first.
He could imagine how many wise men and sages from the past to the present had the same intention. However, they probably all saw this point and did not dare to take a step forward.
However, he did not need to worry about this point. Not to mention that his cultivation was not enough to deduce a method that could directly enter Dao, even if he did, he would not throw it out in one go.
He thought to himself, with his cultivation level, to be able to deduce the method to the stage of opening the meridian, so that the people of the world would no longer be blocked by the Jade Elixir Essence Pool when they entered Dao, it was already not bad. As for after entering Dao, to move up, one would still need to rely on spiritual opportunity and external objects to move forward.
But even so, it was not without calamities and tribulations.
He felt that the people of the world were being bullied by the demons and withered away. That was why he was enlightened and decided to create a method to prove himself and help others. However, as the saying goes, "What is good is strange, what is good is evil." Although this method made it easy for people to enter Dao, but once it was spread out, who knows how many cultivators in the world would increase. When this generation came, they would definitely rob the external objects and fight with this cultivator for spiritual opportunity.
Looking at the source of the chaos in Donglai Continent, it was the big continent's prohibition array and the people fighting for spiritual opportunity. One could imagine, if this method appeared in the world, it would not be benevolent and kind, but it would definitely cause endless killing. It was as if he could already see the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood behind it.
Until one day, when he had a glimpse of Dao and completed this wonderful method, he would be able to eliminate it.
And he, the person who created the method, would definitely have to face all sorts of tribulations along the way.
However, after receiving benefits, he would also have to bear the karma.
This was his own Dao, how could he retreat in the face of danger and not do anything in the face of difficulty?
Others did not dare to, but he dared to!
Thinking about this, he smiled and threw away all distracting thoughts. Holding the jade remnant in his hand, he closed his eyes and meditated. His mind slowly sank into it.
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