Xiaoyao Pavilion.
The original guest rooms had now become prison cells.
The only prison cell was guarded by Yu Xiaoyao. He stared at the hostages and started to salivate. He made all sorts of glib gestures, which made them pale and shaken.
Cultivators were afraid of death too, especially becoming food for the demonic beasts. It was a tragic way to die.
The only exception was Li Kunlun, Li Ningxiu, and the rest of the Five Greats.
After all, they were the true seeds of Daoism. Their performance was much better than those from the aristocratic families.
In the quiet room.
Li Kunlun sat with his legs crossed. Although he could not use his mana, he was still calm.
He did not care about Yu Xiaoyao's resentful gaze.
After all, his lightning technique had almost made Child Feather's fur disappear.
Now that he was a bald bird, he was heartbroken.
"This person … is he not afraid of death …"
Yu Xiaoyao was frightened, but without his master's order, he did not dare to do anything. He could only be depressed.
At this moment, both of them heard the thunder.
Even the magic treasure of the Carefree Pavilion could not block the sound of thunder.
The loud thunder traveled into the pavilion and Li Kunlun's expression changed, "This is … the trial of thunder? What a scary trial … "
Even Huandan old monsters did not have to go through the trial of thunder.
However, the trial of thunder was different from breaking through to the Primordial Spirit.
Li Kunlun did not understand. Unless … the Zhenhua Ancestor was a demonic cultivator, but he should have gone through the trial of shapeshifting!
Yu Xiaoyao was confident in Chung Shen-soo and knew that his master would be fine. He croaked, "How is it … Have you thought it through? Hand over your sect's teachings, and I will spare your life! "
Li Kunlun glanced at him and did not bother to reply. He closed his eyes and continued to rest.
This scene made Yu Xiaoyao's teeth itch, but there was nothing he could do.
The thunder lasted for three days and three nights before it finally stopped.
Chung Shen-soo returned to Xiaoyao Pavilion. He changed into a damaged Daoist robe and washed up. Then, he looked at the captives with a refreshed look.
"I'll let you know … that in this group of people, other than Li Kunlun and Li Ningxiu, everyone else has obediently taught their own Daoist arts and obtained 57 Daoist books!"
Boy Yu obediently handed over the Daoist books that he had recorded.
Chung Shen-soo casually flipped through it and said with a smile, "It's not bad … but we have to guard against them deliberately making mistakes."
"Don't worry, Master. This lowly one has already used all sorts of methods to test them many times … I've even cheated a few times. There were a few who cheated, but this lowly one swallowed them in front of me. The remaining aristocratic families' bones all softened, and they did whatever I told them to …"
Little Feather shouted.
If it was the other party who came up with the idea first, then it would eat the person. That was what its master had promised.
"Very good."
Chung Shen-soo picked up a Daoist book and saw that the title was Notes of the Flying Stars. It seemed to be the inheritance of a disciple of an aristocratic family.
In fact, in ancient times, before the Heavenly Cataclysm, the 36 families all had Primordial Divinity Patriarchs.
Therefore, these books all had some areas that could be read.
"Bring Li Kunlun and Li Ningxiu here …"
…
When Li Kunlun and Li Ningxiu, the pair of lovebirds who shared the same fate, entered the Tower of Tingyu, they saw a young Daoist who had not let go of the book and seemed to be immersed in reading.
Li Kunlun cupped his hands and bowed, "Greetings, Zhenhua Ancestor. May I know why you have captured us?"
"Of course, it's for the true teachings of the Five Uniques …"
Chung Shen-soo put down the Daoist book in his hand, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. He glanced at Li Kunlun and sighed, "Seems like … you and I are not fated to be master and disciple. Oh well … I won't burn you to death. Hand over the true teachings of Tiandu Clan, and I'll let you go. I won't go back on my words."
"Elder Ancestor has already gone through the Nine Transformations of Huandan. What's the use of getting the teachings?"
Li Kunlun sneered.
The Nine Transformations of Huandan was the pinnacle in this realm, and there was no way to advance to the Primordial Divinity.
If it was an ordinary thief who did not have the true teachings, he could understand it if he coveted the teachings of the Five Uniques.
But he really could not understand the actions of the Zhenhua Ancestor.
After all, the content above the Primordial Spirit was not important. The highest level of the various sects was only Huandan, and the gap between them was not that big.
For those who had already cultivated to the Nine Transformations of Huandan, there was no need for them to re-cultivate.
"Naturally, I want the content above the Primordial Spirit. Since I call myself Zhenhua, I must live up to my name, and pave the way for the Primordial Spirit of this world …"
Chung Shen-soo smiled.
"Elder Ancestor, you talk big …"
Li Kunlun shook his head. There were people who did this in history, and there were many who swore to cultivate the Primordial Spirit.
In the end … all of them left with ashes …
He suddenly understood the Zhenhua Ancestor.
After all, with his potential, he could have achieved the Primordial Spirit in the ancient times. Unfortunately, he encountered the Age of Dharma, and the highest level of cultivation was only the Nine Transformations of Huandan, and that was the lifespan of Jindan!
"I'm speaking the truth, why don't you believe me?"
Chung Shen-soo sighed, "I'll ask you one last time. Don't you want to obey me? If you don't, I'll beat you to death! Since I'm destined to be the enemy of the world, why should I be afraid of adding a few more wronged souls to my hands? "
"That's true, I'll obey!"
Li Kunlun bowed solemnly, "Tiandu Sect's current techniques are improved, and the highest level is only Huandan. However, I like to read books, and I've memorized a few ancient celestial classics in the Sutra Depository, such as the Heavenly Book of the Purple Mansion, the Golden Seal of Earthly Palace, the Book of Wishu Demon, and so on … I'm willing to exchange them for my freedom."
"Sure!"
Chung Shen-soo's eyes brightened, and then he sighed, "I suddenly feel that your personality suits my taste, how about … you really don't want to be my student?"
"I'm really not fated with you, Elder Ancestor," Li Kunlun frowned.
"Fine, let's do it this way."
Chung Shen-soo nodded, and looked at Li Ningxiu, "What does Goddess Li want?"
Li Ningxiu glanced at Li Kunlun, how could she not know that he offered so many ancient celestial classics, other than the fact that these ancient celestial cultivation techniques were useless, he was also pleading on her behalf.
"My Mount Shu Sword Faction has many ancient celestial skills, and since they're useless now, why not give them to you?"
However, she was a proud person, and she snorted coldly.
Li Kunlun heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.
In any case, it was already a great improvement for Li Ningxiu to know how to turn things around.
He was really afraid that she would rather die than submit, and then she would really be killed by the Fortune Gate Ancestor.
After all, she really dared to kill him!
…
A few days later.
At the border of Nandao State.
Chung Shen-soo released the Freedom Pavilion, and said to Yu Xiaozi, "Our master-servant relationship is over, I'll give you the Primordial Spirit Enslavement Technique. Just remember, if the Poison Dragon Flag wants to become a spiritual treasure, it'll have to fight with the Ancient Seven-Flame Flag, and it'll be extremely dangerous. Take care of yourself."
He sent the Divine Sense Restriction Technique into Yu Xiaozi's sea of consciousness, and calmly reminded him.
During this period of time, after obtaining the ancient books and releasing the hostages, he and Yu Xiaozi continued to refine the cave abodes, turning some of the incomplete Primordial Spirit Enslavement Techniques into one-time legacy items, along with the Divine Sense Restriction Technique. There were a total of forty-nine Primordial Spirit Enslavement Techniques in the cave abodes.
There was also a gatha — the treasure of creation, the secret of the Primordial Spirit, the forty-nine Dayan, a ray of Heaven's secret!
Now that everything was over, he could return to the Southern Wilderness for a period of time, quietly waiting for it to ferment.
"Master … Master …"
Yu Xiaozi still wanted to say something, but the Freedom Pavilion turned into a beam of light, and disappeared into the distance.
He sensed the cultivation technique in his sea of consciousness, and could not help but sigh, "Indeed, the legends of the demon ancestors were right, when a man achieves the Dao, his chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven … Those Immortal experts love mounts the most. I've been Master's mount for so long, and I've finally not wasted my efforts. In the future, I'll also be a Primordial Spirit expert!"
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