A day later, the expected thorough investigation came. Zhang Yu also had a group of soldiers dressed in black uniforms with golden badges on them. They had serious expressions on their faces as they came to question Zhang Yu.
Perhaps his new identity seemed to have played a role, or perhaps it was because of Zhu Zonghu, but the people who came did not deliberately make things difficult for him. After a series of questions, they took away the jade that fell on the windowsill.
Ever since this item fell here yesterday, he had let it sit there without touching it, nor did he care about what secrets were hidden inside.
In fact, he wasn't the only one with this item. The moment the person who was suppressed escaped, about a hundred pieces of jade flew out and scattered to many places.
If it were not for the fact that they were scattered over a relatively wide area and did not fly to his place alone, he would definitely try to prevent this item from coming close to him.
After guessing that the cultivator's rescue was only a cooperation that was discussed in advance, he decided not to get involved to avoid unnecessary complications.
If he wanted to achieve his goal, he did not need to use such a risky method.
Now there was no doubt that his method was correct.
These people who came to investigate stayed in the city for more than ten days before leaving. Following that, a full half a month passed before the atmosphere in the city gradually returned to normal.
At this time, he made a trip to the place where the position given to him by the crystal chip was located, a place called the "Maintenance Institute".
Most of the people here were cultivators like him. These people were responsible for a relatively important task, and that was to be responsible for new cultivation methods that were compatible with the cultivation methods of this world.
Due to the influence of the Turbid Tide, the old cultivation methods were already unusable. Not only that, if a cultivator in the world of Tianxia slacked off in cultivation, then at most the circulation of magic power would be impure. However, in this world of Daoism, magic power would be slowly eroded until there was not the slightest bit of magic power left.
Although at this point, they were still much stronger than ordinary people, it was impossible for them to use any miraculous methods.
This was also why the few cultivators he saw in the Good Protection Institute were so bloated and dispirited. Even if they persisted in cultivation every day, their magic power was constantly declining. It was just that they relied on some medicine to support themselves, and did not know how long they could last. To them, this was a kind of long-term torture.
Meanwhile, the Hao Clan had been devoting all these years to developing and improving new cultivation methods. They did this not to protect their teachings, but because they had no other choice.
Under the invasion of the Boundless Race, those cultivation sects were also trying to improve their own cultivation methods, deriving cultivation methods that were suitable for the Dao. Moreover, they had achieved considerable results. In particular, the appearance of the evil cultivators brought great pressure to the Boundless Race.
In order to prevent the cultivation forces from regaining the upper hand, the Hao Clan had no choice but to follow. Moreover, they intended to suppress the other side in both cultivation and creation.
It could be said that both sides were forced to passively improve themselves under the other side.
Most of the Daoist cultivators here were captured after their original sects were destroyed. Using Daoist cultivators to deal with other Daoist cultivators, the Hao Clan could be considered to have made the best use of them.
However, he was not the only one who could deduce these cultivation methods. Zhu Zonghu gave him this identity purely to make it convenient for him to look through the books, so that he could resolve the evil Daoist technique as soon as possible.
As if he had been taken care of beforehand, no one forced him to do anything, allowing him to look through all kinds of files and documents here.
He flipped through them. Most of the valuable things in cultivation were basically in the bamboo chest that was delivered here. As for the improved cultivation methods, they were not what he could look at now.
However, this did not mean that the remaining things here were worthless. There were still some supplementary books here, recording the situation of various cultivation sects. Because it was just a simple record, there was no added human judgment, so it was more detailed and more credible than the information he had seen before.
From the records, there were now many cultivators hiding in the mysterious realms that they had opened up on their own. They were scattered and did not amount to much. Outside the Hao Clan's territory, there were still some large sects. There were only a few left on the Earth Continent. The remaining more powerful ones were all in outer space. Some were drifting in the sky, some were residing on some heavenly star.
Even the Hao Clan had no way of accurately finding these cultivation sects in the vast and boundless sky region.
Seeing this, he felt a little like You City and Shangchen back then. Firstly, it was difficult to find, and secondly, it was really not worth the loss of crossing the void to go on an expedition.
At the end of these records, he discovered a noteworthy point, which was that the Hao Clan had destroyed many sects and captured many great cultivators. Because they could not kill them in a short period of time, they were suppressed in various city regions.
This made him slightly moved. Right now, he was still not sure where that "upper self" was, but could it be that it was suppressed somewhere? Even though this possibility was very small, he still had to try to confirm it if he had the chance.
Just as he was thinking, a cultivator in his forties came over. This person's face was flushed, and there was a wine gourd hanging from his waist. It looked like he had drunk a lot of wine, but there was no smell of alcohol on him. Instead, there was a fragrance of medicinal pills. He asked, "May I ask if you are Tao Zhidao?"
Zhang Yu: "That is correct." "Zhidao" was only a normal title, just like "Fellow Daoist" between sects. However, this was under the rule of the Hao Clan, and some cultivators with status would also be addressed this way. For example, his current position was very suitable for this title.
This middle-aged Daoist bowed, and said, "As expected, you are Tao Zhidao. I am Shen Zhengyi, a disciple of the Heaven School in the past. May I know who Zhidao is …"
Zhang Yu: "My Dao technique was only passed down by my master, I did not come from a sect."
Daoist Shen nodded in understanding. Actually, Zhang Yu's background was really very common in the Hao Clan.
This was because after too many sects were destroyed, some cultivators would choose a disciple to pass down their techniques to in order to ensure that their Dao techniques would not be lost after escaping the disaster. Now, there were really too many situations like this.
He sighed, and said, "Now that the mechanism of Dao has changed, and the divine heart has declined, the Dao technique has already reached the end of its path."
Zhang Yu: "Aren't they already improving the Dao technique now?"
Daoist Shen shook his head, and said, "That is also the benefit of the upper echelons of the Hao Clan. The Dao technique that we have repaired is already complete, but it is the cultivators that the Hao Clan supports to cultivate it. Cultivators like us who are 'invited' won't be able to benefit from this."
Zhang Yu: "Since the Hao Clan is in charge and promoting this matter, they will naturally let their own clansmen benefit first. Just like the sects in the past, the true techniques were only passed down to their trusted disciples, and the rest only learned external techniques, and never spread the Dao technique to the world. It can be seen that without this layer of identity, there is actually no difference between the two sides. They were originally all the same."
When Daoist Shen heard his words, he thought for a moment and said, "Tao Zhidao is right. Haha, I only hope that these sects can hold on for a little longer so that we can be of more use to them."
Zhang Yu knew what he meant. The better the Dao technique that they edited and supplemented, the more useful it would be in fighting against the cultivators, and the more it would reflect their own value. And before all the cultivators disappeared, they could use this to continue existing.
Daoist Shen said, "Tao Zhidao, I have been here for a long time. Zhidao, if there is anything you do not understand, you can ask me. Oh, right …" He slapped his forehead, and pointed to a place, "Zhidao, look at that …"
Zhang Yu looked at where he was pointing, and saw that it was a cabin hall with a tightly shut door.
Daoist Shen said, "The one who lives here is Bao Zhidao. He and one of his teachers are the ones who are responsible for deleting the books. We can't offend him. To be honest, we're just his assistants."
Zhang Yu looked, and said, "What is this person's position?"
Daoist Shen said, "Position? Just like us, but this person is really capable. "
Zhang Yu said, "I understand." He looked at Daoist Shen, bowed, and said, "Thank you, Daoist Shen."
"Don't mention it, don't mention it." Daoist Shen quickly returned the bow, warmly saying, "Since fellow daoist has just arrived, how about I be the host and invite my fellow daoists for a drink?"
Zhang Yu said, "No need. Thank you for your good intentions, Daoist Shen, but I still have some matters to attend to."
Daoist Shen saw him refuse, and didn't insist. He chatted with him for a bit longer, and then tactfully left.
After Zhang Yu checked a few more books, he also left. In the next few days, he would come here for a while every day, but in reality, he had already looked through all the things that he needed to look through. He was only here for show. As for that Bao Zhidao, he had never seen him during this period. The cabin door had always been tightly shut.
Half a month later, he sent a letter to Daoist Wang. Attached to the letter was a method to further alleviate the effects of this evil technique.
But less than half a day later, Daoist Wang's letter arrived. He said that after Zhu Zonghu received his letter, he thanked him for his efforts and hoped that he could continue and find a way to eradicate this evil technique. Moreover, Zhu Zonghu also gave him more time.
Zhang Yu took advantage of the situation and proposed that he be allowed to go to the lands that had been severely infected.
This was because this evil technique didn't just target people, but also had a similar effect on some living creatures and plants. And, these lands were usually in the wild.
Of course, this wasn't his true goal.
Two days later, Fang Cai came looking for him. Zhu Zonghu had agreed to his request, and even ordered Fang Cai to bring a team of people to protect him.
Zhang Yu understood that although this was called protection, the truth was that it was also surveillance. After all, the talent he had displayed was already extremely valuable. But now, it was likely that the former was more important.
He and the team led by Fang Cai boarded a flying boat and left the city, heading towards a desolate land.
Half a day later, the flying boat arrived at a plain covered in crimson rocks. After disembarking, Zhang Yu said to Fang Cai, "Fang Wei, I hope I can walk around by myself."
Fang Cai seemed to think of something. She hesitated for a moment and then looked up. She earnestly said, "Mister Tao, don't worry. No one will disturb you. You can go wherever you want."
Zhang Yu looked at her and said, "Fang Wei, I won't go far." He looked towards the vast land in the distance. "At least not now."
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