In other words, the fourth Heavenly Writing power was similar to a healing method. However, it was more effective and full of vitality than healing.
After confirming his conjecture, Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction.
'In that case … are there other Heavenly Writing powers?'
With this thought in mind, Lu Zhou returned to the eastern pavilion and looked at the old parchment drawing.
He was shocked to discover that the nine provinces were all displayed on the parchment drawing.
Yi Province in the southwest, Qing Province and Yangzhou in the east, Ji Province and Yan Province in the north, Yong Province in the northwest, Liang Province in the west, and Yu Province and Jing Province in the center.
A map of Great Yan's nine provinces was displayed before his eyes.
"Uh …"
'Is this a hint that the next Open Heavenly Writing Scroll is scattered across the nine provinces?'
The Nine Prefectures had a vast territory.
Without a good flying chariot or a mount like Whitzard, it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens to cross the nine provinces.
It was not a problem within the human cities. However, once one entered uninhabited areas such as forests and deserts, it would be exceptionally dangerous.
Even with his cultivation base, it took him a long time to arrive at Wuxian Mountain on his sword.
The other parts of the parchment drawing were still a vast expanse of white.
However, based on the geographical location, Rongxi was to the west and Rongbei was to the north.
Those were the places where the Other Tribesmen resided.
Lu Zhou spread out the parchment drawing and waved his hand lightly.
The parchment drawing hovered before him.
This ancient sheepskin map was much larger than he had imagined. It was impossible to fit it on a table.
Lu Zhou could not help but frown when he saw the empty areas. "What are these places?"
Even Ji Tiandao had only been to Rongxi and Rongbei. He spent most of his time in Great Yan.
He did not know much beyond Rongxi and Rongbei.
Lu Zhou placed the parchment drawing down and stopped looking at it.
He suddenly recalled Si Wuya's words.
"This kid's temperament is unstable. He can't be trusted."
"Someone!"
Swoosh!
A figure hovered outside the eastern pavilion.
"Your orders, master?" It was Little Yuan 'er.
"Send word to Mingshi Yin. Tell him to investigate the Darknet," Lu Zhou said.
"Oh … But how do I find the Darknet members?" Little Yuan 'er asked as she scratched her head.
"Cave of Reflection."
"Your disciple understands!"
Little Yuan 'er turned around and vanished.
…
Meanwhile.
In front of the Confucian Cave in the Duanlin Branch.
The disciples of the Duanlin Branch bowed toward the entrance of the cave.
They spoke in unison, and their voices shook the heavens.
"Welcome back, Ancestral Master."
Hum –
The stone door slowly moved open.
A white-haired old man walked out of the Scholar Cave.
He didn't look very energetic and even looked a little dispirited.
However, his eyes were deep and spirited, and no one dared to doubt his former glory and status. This was the oldest Patriarch of the Duanlin Branch, Chang Yan.
"This old man already knows about Chang Jian."
At this moment, the first disciple, Shao Jinhan, hastily ran over and wept as he said, "Patriarch, the Evil Sky Pavilion has gone too far. The Sword Devil, Yu Shangrong, crossed Heaven's Moat alone and killed the sect master. Moreover, in the cultivation world, the Celestial Masters Sect's Grand Elder, the Hengqu Branch's Grand Elder, Abbot Ruyi, and the others were all killed by Yu Shangrong … If the Evil Sky Pavilion isn't destroyed, the cultivation world will never be at peace. I have no choice but to welcome you out of seclusion, Patriarch! "
Chang Yan looked down at everyone and said,
"The Evil Sky Pavilion? Old Villain Ji is still alive? "
Shao Jinhan hurriedly explained the current situation to Chang Yan in full detail.
He recounted the rumors of Yu Shangrong being heavily injured by Zhang Yuanshan and the withering of the Evil Sky Pavilion's mountain.
After Chang Yan heard that, he frowned and said, "Old Villain Ji's time is up. How is he maintaining his peak cultivation?"
"Ancestral Master, Old Demon Ji has been relying on absorbing Golden Court Mountain's barrier to maintain his current state. Now, the barrier's power has completely disappeared … The seven great sects of the Righteous Path have formed the Fiend Extermination Alliance. As long as we are fully prepared, it will be the best opportunity to besiege Golden Court Mountain," said Shao Jinhan.
Chang Yan shook his head.
"I heard that the ten great sects besieged Golden Court Mountain and failed twice?"
"Founder, we've miscalculated the previous two times. This time, the Righteous Path Alliance has been planning for a very long time … Whether our Duanlin Lineage will be able to gain a foothold in the cultivation world will depend on this!" Shao Jinhan said. Seeing that the Old Ancestor was unmoved, he added, "Are we going to forget about the Sect Leader's death just like that?"
This was exactly what Chang Yan was thinking.
A life for a life was a principle that had existed since ancient times.
Chang Yan did not care about what happened in the past. The cultivation world had its own rules. The strong survived, and the weak perished. This was a principle that would never change.
However, what could he do?
Chang Yan sighed softly and said, "My cultivation base has fallen to the Two-leaf Nascent Divinity realm. The Evil Sky Pavilion has many talented disciples. How should I deal with them? "
"Please take a look, Patriarch."
Shao Jinhan waved his hand.
Two disciples who were standing behind Chang Yan walked up with something covered with a red cloth.
Shao Jinhan lifted the cloth. Small bottles appeared before his eyes.
"What's this?" Chang Yan frowned slightly.
"The Primal Fiend Potion."
"…"
Chang Yan was slightly shocked, but the others seemed calm.
The Primal Fiend Potion was a forbidden medicine in the cultivation world.
Consuming it would boost one's cultivation base to its peak for a short time. However, the consequences were terrifying as well. Once consumed, those with weak willpower would lose their minds and go on a killing spree. After the effects of the potion wore off, the person would fall into a state of extreme weakness. Their cultivation base might even plummet. The side effects were obvious.
Chang Yan looked at the Primal Fiend Potion with a complicated gaze. He said in a deep voice, "How dare you!"
Chang Yan was clearly sending him to his death!
Shao Jinhan immediately fell to his knees.
The others prostrated themselves on the ground.
"Patriarch, there's nothing we can do about this! I'm willing to accept any punishment! For the sake of all the disciples in the sect, please do it! "
Chang Yan's forehead thudded against the ground.
He kowtowed three times in a row.
The others kowtowed as well.
It was a shocking sight to see hundreds of people kowtowing at the same time.
The sounds of kowtowing rang in the air.
Chang Yan's wizened face twitched a few times. His emotions were complicated.
Logically speaking, he did not have much time left. He should spend the rest of his time recuperating in the Scholar's Cave. When the time came, he would have a grand funeral. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Everything should come to an end.
However, Chang Jian's death made it difficult for him to calm down.
Death would come sooner or later.
Chang Yan naturally understood Shao Jinhan's intentions. Since his time was almost up, he might as well benefit his disciples and grand-disciples before he died.
In truth, he had this thought when he learned Chang Jian was killed.
However, he did not have the courage to make a decision.
He was conflicted as he looked at his disciples kneeling on the ground.
"Enough."
Chang Yan's voice resounded in the air. Everyone stopped what they were doing.
Chang Yan waved his hand, and the pill bottle flew into his hand. He said, "I'll think about it … but …"
He paused for a moment before continuing, "We must be careful when we attack the Evil Sky Pavilion. The Duanlin Branch can't compare to the major sects, after all. "
Shao Jinhan was overjoyed when he heard this. He said, "Don't worry, Patriarch. The Fiend Extermination Alliance has already prepared some advance plans to ensure victory. The Duanlin Branch only needs to cooperate. At that time, you might not even need the Primal Fiend Potion. "
Chang Yan glanced at Shao Jinhan. He did not say anything. He waved his sleeve and returned to the cave.
"Safe journey, Patriarch!"
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