Zhang Yu looked through the recorded battle between Zhu Feng and Cen Chuan, and combined it with the records he had seen before, he had a rough estimate of Cen Chuan's battle prowess.
At the same time, he nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhu Feng's skills are extraordinary."
Zhu Feng smiled lightly and said, "Speaking of which, the me from two hundred years ago was even stronger than the me from when I returned to Tianxia. Fortunately, I have mystical rations to nourish me today, which allowed me to recover. In these three hundred years, Cen Chuan has been cultivating outside, and he has also not had mystical rations to nourish him. Even if his skills did not deteriorate, he would not be much stronger than before. At most, he would be able to make up for some of his deficiencies in terms of artifacts. "
Zhang Yu agreed with this assessment. This was the same as his previous conjecture. He estimated that if Cen Chuan's transcendence energy had continued to increase in these three hundred years, then it was possible for him to be slightly stronger than him. However, if the increase was small, then it was possible for him to be similar to the current him, but it was also possible for him to be weaker. Of course, this was only a rough estimate. The true extent would only be known after a battle.
However, there was one thing that could be confirmed. Just in terms of transcendence energy, they did not possess an overwhelming power over each other.
However, the Heart Light of Fa Li was only a part of a person's strength. Only when the combination of magic tools, mystical abilities, battle experience, and even battle experience could a cultivator's true battle strength be displayed. These were not things that could be seen from the Recorded Images. If one wanted to determine who was stronger, they could only go through a thorough collision. This was like two sharp swords. Which one was sharper could only be compared after they clashed.
At this moment, Zhu Feng reminded seriously, "Zhang Shouzheng, what you need to be careful of is this person's mystical rations. This rations is very impressive. After this person uses it, his body seems to have disappeared. Although it can be seen, it is difficult to touch.
When I fought with him that time, I always felt that it was extremely difficult to use the rations in my hands. Every time, I could only hide it and not use it. However, when I withdrew this thought, I felt that it was just a mistake. When I tried to attack again, the result was the same. Every time this happened, I missed the chance to win against this person. "
Zhang Yu could not help but nod his head. When he was observing the battle between the two of them, he had also noticed that Zhu Feng appeared to be extremely cautious. She clearly had a chance, but she did not make a move. It seemed like this was the reason why she did not do so.
This kind of mysterious ability didn't seem to have any offensive capabilities, but it was even more useful. It could make the opponent miss the opportunity and not even dare to make a move, only allowing Cen Chuan to attack. In this battle, if it wasn't for the fact that Zhu Feng also had a very powerful divine ability to resist the enemy, coupled with the help of the magic tool passed down by her sect, Cen Chuan wouldn't have been able to do anything to her. Perhaps the outcome of the battle would have been decided then and there.
If he wanted to fight with this person, then this Xuan Yi should pay attention to him.
Zhu Feng saw that he was deep in thought and said, "Shouzheng, if he didn't deliberately hide his strength back then, then in these two hundred years, even if his Abhijina and Dao techniques were different, his mystical abilities wouldn't have changed much."
Zhang Yu pondered for a moment and agreed with this statement. The mystical abilities of a cultivator depended on one's cultivation progress, and the other depended on one's Dao intent and opportunity. In these three hundred years, unless one had a great opportunity, it was very unlikely that a new mystical ability would be born.
In particular, Zhengqing's lineage had been expelled by Tianxia, and the Dao intent to revive the Xuan and destroy the Zhen had not been completed. This made it even more difficult for fate to be born. Unless one could fulfill one's wish, then perhaps …
However, as soon as he thought of this, his heart suddenly jolted slightly. In that instant, a strong feeling surged in his mind. If he could defeat Cen Chuan this time, there might be a great chance for him to obtain another Xuan Yi. Moreover, it would be a Xuan Yi that would be extremely useful to him.
He turned his head and looked out of the corridor. It seemed that there was another reason for this discussion.
And in the place where he looked, in a pavilion not far from Zhu Feng's residence, Cen Chuan was also watching the battle between him and Yan Qiying recorded by Daoist Zhong.
After watching it, he evaluated in his heart, "Yan Qiying is considered good among the younger generation, but this Zhang Shouzheng indeed lives up to the name of Shouzheng. In this battle, his grasp of the opportunity to win is far above Yan Qiying's."
If one looked at the entire process, the reason why Zhang Yu was able to defeat Yan Qiying in just a few dozen breaths was mainly due to the help of the Void Invoking Pearl. When Yan Qiying was hit by the pearl, the result of this battle was already clear.
However, he did not look down on Zhang Yu because of this, because in order for the Void Invoking Pearl to fall, he also needed to create an opportunity. Before this, Zhang Yu and Yan Qiying faced each other head-on, exchanging mystical abilities several times. The power of heart displayed here was real, and the rhythm was always under Zhang Yu's control. This made him very vigilant.
As for Zhang Yu's two flying swords, although he did not look down on them, he did not attach much importance to them.
In the long years of cultivation, he had seen many pure sword cultivators. There were sword cultivators from Tianxia, and there were sword cultivators from Shangchen. He had also experienced the methods of these sword cultivators. He believed that purely in terms of sword skills, these people were more of a threat to the flying swords than Zhang Yu.
For example, Yan Qiying could rely on the jade disc to block the pair of swords. He had experienced many battles in his early years, so he naturally had a way to block this kind of attack.
Moreover, he could see that the flying swords did not seem to be Zhang Yu's true reliance. They were only used as a tool to assist in battle. However, what was this person's true killing move?
He could not see it in this battle.
The feeling that Zhang Yu gave him was that he could not see any weaknesses, nor could he see any specific strengths.
As he was thinking, he suddenly felt something. He walked to the balcony and looked at the pavilion where Zhu Feng was. He had a feeling that his opponent was there, looking at him.
His eyes could not help but flicker. He did not forget that he had fought with Zhu Feng in his early years.
He thought for a while, then returned to the pavilion and sat down. Then, a light smoke drifted out from his body. In an instant, he arrived in front of the Miaohao Palace. He transformed into his own appearance and walked in.
When the Daoist children in front of the door saw him, they quickly bowed. Daoist Zhong had told them that if this person came, they did not have to stop him. They just had to let him in.
Daoist Zhong was fiddling with a dial in the hall. He did not turn his head and said, "Has Daoist Brother Cen finished looking at the inscriptions on the jade talisman?"
Cen Chuan said, "I have." He said directly, "I need something."
Daoist Zhong said, "Daoist Brother, please tell me."
Cen Chuan said, "I need this Zhang Shouzheng's past records. The more detailed the better. Even records before he became a Xuan Zun will do."
Daoist Zhong thought for a while and said, "I can only try my best. However, even if these things can be found, they may not be of much use."
Zhang Yu was the Guardian of Xuanting. The records before he attained Dao were related to his own secrets, so he would definitely erase them on his own. As for the things in other people's memories, once they were explicitly mentioned, it would trigger Zhang Yu's senses, and he would then seal it. Fortunately, he was skilled in divination, so he could try to see if he could find a trace of it.
Cen Chuan said, "I will find as much as I can. One more thing, Daoist Zhong, can you lend me one of your Jade Talisman Tokens?"
Daoist Zhong paused. He put down the things in his hands and turned around, saying, "Okay, I can lend you one." He said again, "Daoist Brother, what else do you need? You can say it all together. I can prepare it all."
Cen Chuan said, "I have no use for the artifacts you have collected. However, I know that Daoist Zhangsun refined many Heaven Splitting Thunder Beads in order to deal with the cultivators in Shangchen. Do you still have any left?"
Daoist Zhong thought for a while and said, "There are still some left, but Daoist Zhangsun might not lend them to you. Moreover, this is an internal conflict and not a battle of life and death. Xuanting might not allow you to use them."
Cen Chuan said, "If Xuanting doesn't allow it, that is Xuanting's matter. It won't stop me from asking Daoist Zhangsun to lend them to me. However, if Daoist Zhangsun is not willing to lend them to me, then forget it."
Daoist Zhong thought for a while and said, "I will talk to Daoist Zhangsun about this."
Cen Chuan did not hold back and said, "Okay, then I will wait." After he finished speaking, his body shook and he turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated.
Daoist Zhong did not mind. He pulled Cen Chuan back with the intention of using Zhengqing's lineage. He knew that Cen Chuan was also well aware of this, but the latter also had the idea of using his power to return to Tianxia. Now, they both needed each other, so they joined forces. However, to say that they were harmonious with each other was naturally far from it. Therefore, they would save some superficial efforts if they could.
Time flowed like water, and thirty days passed quickly.
In Shouzheng Palace, Zhang Yu was deep in meditation.
After returning from the pavilion, he went to visit Zhu Yisheng, Yu Su, and the others. He also tried to learn some things from them. After that, he had been in seclusion.
At this time, he suddenly heard a clear and melodious sound of a sword. The sound seemed to ring out from his mind. He could not help but open his eyes and look at his hand.
He felt that he was holding a sword in his hand, but there was no trace of the Shocking Heaven Sword at all. It was as if there was nothing there, and only his mind told him that the sword did indeed exist.
Unknowingly, he had accumulated the sword momentum of the Shocking Heaven Sword to the extreme.
He could feel that if the "Absolute Slash" was attached to it, even he would not be able to suppress it. Once it landed on the opponent's body, it could directly kill the opponent.
He thought for a while, then turned his wrist and put the sword away.
Cen Chuan was now only an opponent, not an enemy. There was no need to use this method, and Xuanting would not allow it.
Moreover, in his opinion, this kind of sword technique had to be concealed. Either he killed his opponent in one strike or he didn't use it at all. Otherwise, if his opponent was on guard, its power would be greatly reduced. Cen Chuan wasn't worth it for him to expose this sword technique.
Moreover, he had a faint feeling that it was best for him to suppress the opponent directly. That way, he would have a greater chance of obtaining the mysterious sword.
After making up his mind, he calmed his mind and continued his seclusion.
Another few days passed, and it was the 20th of January. On this day, he heard the pleasant sound of chimes. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the light outside shining into Shouzheng Palace. The whole hall was illuminated by the golden light.
He knew that the day of the discussion had arrived. After sitting for a while, he shook his sleeves, got up from his seat, and strode out of the hall.
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