Zhang Yu had only stood beside the pit for a short while when the ground beneath his feet began to change.
Countless emerald green grass stalks stubbornly emerged from the hard gravel. The seeds buried deep underground began to germinate. Vigorous vitality spread across the wasteland.
The sound of flowing water could be heard all around. At first, it was only a trickle, but it quickly turned into a surging river. It gathered from all directions and filled the huge pit in front of him.
At this moment, he reached out his hand and took the remaining aura of Zhu Xuan and his opponent into his hand. He quickly refined them all.
He turned his gaze to the east, where the big green banyan tree was clearly visible. This time, he did not plan to enter the continent. However, before he officially went to Xuanting, there were some things that he had to do first.
He waved his sleeve and a white smoke flew out. The white boat was released. He did not board the boat but stood there and looked at it.
When he was still in the fourth chapter of the book, the white boat was very suitable as a vehicle. However, now that he had become the Xuan Zun, this thing could no longer bear his power.
Fortunately, the white boat was not a creation, but a magic tool. As long as he could refine it with his heart light, he could use it again.
He stood where he was and gently pressed down with his hand. A ray of clear light enveloped the entire white boat. After about half a day, the clear light slowly receded. The white boat didn't look much different from before, but it was wrapped in a layer of hazy spiritual light. It could be said that it had undergone a round of refinement.
However, it was only crudely refined. After all, the treasured materials used by Bai Zhou were not top-notch items for a Mystique Venerable Rank. Although he could change them bit by bit in the future, it was not something that could be done in a short period of time. It would take a long time for him to be completely reborn.
After so much time had passed, the place where he stood had changed from a wasteland to a moist forest covered in greenery. The incomparably huge pit in front of him had turned into a lake that was as vast as the sea.
He looked at it, thought for a moment, and called out, "Bai Guo."
With a flash of light, a little Daoist boy wearing a hat appeared beside him and said, "Mister."
Zhang Yu said, "You don't have to hide in my mind anymore." Ever since he became the Xuan Zun, he no longer needed the Knowledge Spirit, and it was impossible for the Knowledge Spirit to predict the Xuan Zun.
He pointed a finger, and a ray of light flashed. The white fruit paused for a moment, and its body suddenly became more solid.
Bai Guo was not a real person, but Zhi Jian's real spirit. In the past, only he could see it, but now, with the light of his heart, it really existed in this world.
Bai Guo looked at herself, raised her head and asked, "Mister, do you not want me anymore?"
Zhang Yu looked down and said, "You can continue to stay by my side."
Bai Guo nodded and nodded.
Zhang Yu raised his head and looked at the white boat. In an instant, a hole was melted in the boat. He walked in with Bai Guo and came to the spacious main cabin. He spread his sleeves and sat down. At the same time, the surrounding cabin walls retreated as if they had melted, revealing the scenery outside.
Bai Guo walked to the side, stretched out two small hands, and gently pressed on a copper stove. With a flash of light, green smoke rose in spirals, and a refreshing fragrance came out.
Zhang Yu nodded slightly. He called in his mind, and the Great Way Scripture appeared.
At this moment, the Taoist chapter was densely packed with seals. Aside from the seals that he had created himself, there were also seals that he had seen before but had never cultivated. However, after becoming a Mystique Venerable One, these seals no longer held any secrets to him. Naturally, they fell into the Great Way's Mystery Chapter.
However, every scripture of Xuanxiu had a name, and now he had reached the fifth scripture. However, even though there was Xuanxiu before, those people could not be considered the real Xuan Zun. Even if they left a name, it did not conform to the principles of the Great Way Scripture.
As the person who opened the way, he should be the one to write the real name of this scripture.
He thought for a moment, and slowly said, "'The heart illuminates the spirit, and the master of the mysteries of heaven and earth'. This scripture should be called 'Divine Guidance'.
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light floated above the Great Way Scripture, and an even more mysterious change occurred.
From now on, if a cultivator obtained the Seal of Heavy Change and achieved it, they would naturally know the name of this scripture.
After this matter was settled, he put away the Great Way Scripture, and with a thought, two sword lights flashed. It was the two swords, "Cicada Cry" and "Shocking Sky", which jumped out of the light in his mind, and came to him.
These two swords were different from the white boat. They were originally one with his mind, and since he achieved it, they also rose together.
However, every time he improved his skills, he had to refine them again. This time, the two swords also needed to be refined again to adapt to his current strength.
When he fought with Daoist Long and the others before, he did not use the two swords. Other than to guard against the possible magic weapons that Daoist Long might have left on him, he also could not fully use the Art of Severing All Extremes, so it was better not to use them.
He heard from Dai Xuan Zun that the magic weapons used by Xuan Zun were usually refined with precious materials of the upper level, and they were also refined by professionals. This kind of magic weapon would receive Xuan Ting's attention.
If it was like the swords carried by sword cultivators, because they were refined with the heart, they were regarded as one with the cultivator's body. Just like the supernatural powers and Dao techniques, they would not be specially involved.
At this moment, he looked down and passed the light in his mind. The surface of the two swords was suffused with a glaring light, and rays of light shot out from them. After a few breaths, the rays of light slowly disappeared.
Now, the two swords were suspended vertically in the air. The surface of the Cicada Cry Sword turned into a kind of lustrous and transparent color. It looked like a thousand-year-old warm jade, but also like the blue sky, and looked incomparably warm. The Shocking Sky Sword seemed to be condensed by flowing light, and also like a flash of lightning, rustling and looking at it, it was biting cold.
Zhang Yu bent his finger and gently flicked it, and along with a stream of air, it hit the Cicada Cry Sword. The latter made a buzzing sound, and then a crisp sound came from above, with a sense of joy and excitement, as if it was responding to him.
The sound was endless, penetrating the body of the boat, and lingering in the outer forest. The surface of the lake that was originally calm also rippled into the distance.
He thought for a moment, and with a turn of his mind, that jade bead floated out from the star bag. It still retained the power of that person from the Gods Revival Assembly.
And since he had already decided to deal with this person back then, it was time to put an end to it.
He reached out and took the Cicada Cry Sword that he had just refined. His wrist shook lightly, and then he threw it out. In an instant, this flying sword suddenly leaped into the void, and in the blink of an eye, it left the green sun and shot into the sky in the direction of the Eastern Court like a meteor.
In the depths of Mount An in the Eastern Court Continent, within a basin that was like spring all year round, stood an ancient temple. At this moment, the pure white stone steps were covered in pink flower petals, and a stream flowed with a strong and sweet smell of honey. There were young girls in light muslin clothes walking back and forth while holding pots of fragrant oil.
A muscular and tall EsGod sat on the main seat, and below him was a soft cushion made from the hair of spiritual creatures. He picked up a bunch of purple grapes in front of him, raised his head, and put them into his mouth. He chewed lightly, and the blood-like juice flowed down his cheeks.
He raised his hand and wiped it away, looked down the steps, and said, "Why, is it not to your taste?"
It was a person wrapped in a gray robe. Even his head and face were covered, and only his eyes were exposed. At this moment, he did not touch the food on the gold and silver plates in front of him.
The gray-robed man said in a calm tone, "These things are not what I like. Great Feather Weaving Master, can you tell me why you called me here this time?"
The man looked down at him condescendingly, one hand on his knee, his body slowly leaning forward, and said, "I hope that your God Recovery Society can help me awaken more gods."
The gray-robed man said, "Of course, this is what we are doing."
The man said, "What I mean is that you don't have to awaken the other Outer Gods. Just awaken the gods that belong to my Divine Kingdom. After you succeed, I can reward you with anything you want. Even if you want to become a god, I can promise you that I can leave you the position of a god follower."
Although he put on a serious expression, there was still a trace of arrogance in his tone.
The gray-robed man said, "But as far as I know, even without the help of our God Recovery Society, the great Feather Weaving Master can still awaken the remaining gods."
The man said, "But that's too slow, and only your God Recovery Society can find so many sacrifices." He stared at the gray-robed man and said, "Don't refuse me, I don't like being refused."
The gray-robed man sensed his unquestionable attitude and hesitated, then said, "I can only let my people serve the Feather Weaving Master, but the others of the God Recovery Society are not under my control. I can't order them."
The man slowly stood up and said, "That's a problem." He opened his arms, clenched his fists, and said in a cruel tone, "But if you kill all the gods they try to awaken, then all of this should not be a problem, right?"
The gray-robed man was shocked. He was about to say something when he suddenly realized that after the tall man said this, his expression and posture froze.
In just a single breath, his body seemed to have experienced thousands of years in an instant, collapsing into smoke and dust. It wasn't just him. The entire Divine Temple, including those young girls, the courtyard, and the stone pillars, were all turning into wisps of flying ash.
The gray-robed man was shocked. He stood up and looked up, only to see a shining sword floating there, emitting a power that made him tremble. His eyes were filled with despair, and he said in a trembling voice, "Tianxia Xuanzun …"
At this moment, the sword light trembled slightly, and a bright light bloomed in the entire Divine Kingdom. Everything turned into nothingness without a sound.
After Zhang Yu released the Cicada Sword, he had been sitting there. When night fell, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the sword on the table in front of him again.
He looked at it, and everything that happened after the sword flew away was reflected in his mind. He reached out and picked it up. He raised his finger and gently stroked the spine of the sword, chanting, "The scarlet sun flies and the rainbow is warm, guiding the light to strike the cold stars. Chasing the waves for thousands of miles, slaying the gods at night and returning! "
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