Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 768 Ziyang, you old dog, you motherfucker...

The ten people, including Wugensheng, who were in the winding cave, felt that the cave had finally stopped its endless and irregular tremors. They mustered their courage and began to carefully study the inscription left in the cave.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a book left by the Ancestor of Alchemy; every word is a gem, every sentence a wise saying. Several people were so engrossed in reading it that they forgot themselves and became completely absorbed in it.

Only Wugensheng had some doubts. He was the first to discover the letter left by Zhang Boduan inside the Nine-Bend Cave, and he always felt that what he saw now lacked a lot of charm compared to what he had seen before.

It's as if the characters I saw back then were alive, each imbued with a unique charm, each containing its own world, while what I see now are just somewhat rigid characters.

Wugensheng was a smart man, and he had some guesses that it was roughly related to the commotion outside. And the person who could cause such a commotion at the Immortal Ruins could only be someone else.

"He Songling, you son of a bitch, is it fate that's against me?!"

Wugensheng gritted his teeth. It seemed that He Songling was always there to stir things up whenever something major happened. He couldn't say whether it was good or bad; he just felt that this man was like a persistent, lingering ghost.

Fortunately, the true teaching is that since Zhang Boduan left behind these Daoist scriptures, they are the path to the Great Dao. The amount of Daoist wisdom contained within them only affects the efficiency and ease of the reader's comprehension; it does not mean that one cannot comprehend the Dao without them.

While the ten thieves were meditating in the cave, He Songling and Zhang Boduan were also studying in another divine space.

sermon.

Unlike the Nine-Bend Cave in the mortal realm, Zhang Boduan here is surrounded by pillars of light composed of scriptures, each scripture floating beside him, radiating the light of the Great Dao.

The scriptures, flowing from Zhang Bo's mouth and into He Songling's ears, penetrated directly, like the Great Way pouring forth. The entire cave was filled with a shower of heavenly flowers and the sprung forth of golden lotuses.

The legendary scenes of the Taoist patriarch and Buddha preaching are nothing more than this.

He Songling directly used these scriptures that entered his mind to continuously replenish and strengthen the fragile acquired Qi connection between his soul and body.

This is the method of transmission between immortals; although it's enlightenment, it looks like they're directly building a wall. The speed and efficiency of absorption are incomparable to those of mortals.

It was clearly the same scripture, but the ten ordinary people outside could only see the part that they could see, while He Songling absorbed it all.

With 100% utilization efficiency, it can be called a perpetual motion machine for cultivating immortality.

Even so, the speed still couldn't be increased.

After all, He Songling's realm was comparable to that of various ancestral gods and father gods. Even if the remaining gaps were filled with all the Daoist principles left by Zhang Boduan, they might not be completely filled.

That's why they chose to use "preaching" first, letting He Songling figure it out on his own. If there were anything he didn't understand, Zhang Boduan's memory could explain it to him. If it weren't for the need for caution, they would have directly used indoctrination to fill in the gaps and weaknesses in He Songling's understanding.

"Brother Ziyang, that's brilliant, truly brilliant."

He Songling listened to Zhang Boduan's lecture for seven days and gained a great deal of insight.

He was able to achieve the fourth level of Reverse Rebirth using the Complete True Elixir Method. He nurtured a golden elixir in his lower dantian, shattered the elixir to form an infant, and established a connection with his innate divine soul by manifesting his Yang spirit. This opened the pathway and achieved circulation, allowing him to possess an innate Qi body. Even now, at the fifth level of Reverse Rebirth, he has achieved the ability to shatter the vacuum and remain indestructible even when encountering a deity by inscribing the Reverse Rebirth Method on his nascent soul. This allows his innate divine soul to immerse itself in the Time Chamber and begin its complete fusion and transformation.

For He Songling, alchemy was a very important reference point.

Zhang Boduan, revered as the "Ancestor of Alchemy," wrote the "Wuzhen Pian," which is considered the "King of Alchemy Classics." Even before Wang Chongyang founded the Quanzhen School, he advocated the unity of the three teachings (Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism) and emphasized using the human body as a furnace to refine the elixir of immortality.

In terms of expertise in alchemy alone, Zhang Boduan far surpassed He Songling.

Although He Songling did not intend to cultivate the Golden Elixir Method, he did indeed need it to achieve a breakthrough in his reversal of aging. The Zhang Boduan before him possessed the Daoist essence and memories of Zhang Boduan when he had just completed the "King of Elixir Classics," the "Wuzhen Pian." Putting aside everything else, his interpretation of the elixir method was absolutely unparalleled throughout history.

After listening to Zhang Boduan recount the past seven days, He Songling clearly felt that his nascent soul, which had transformed into a rebellious little person, had grown even more, and his control and connection between the Time Chamber and his innate divine soul had also deepened considerably.

"Hey, don't be so polite. Your idea is good too, it's equally impressive."

Just as the Mountain God of the Sky-Piercing Cave said, once you reach the Innate Realm, unless you have the power to "create the world," there is no difference in rank. You are an Innate being, and I am an Innate being; there is no distinction between us.

Although figures like Zhang Boduan, the founders of sects, are far more profound in their understanding of the Dao than wild spirits who have attained enlightenment, the difference in their actual strength is not that significant.

He Songling's Reverse Rebirth Fivefold is also a proper method for condensing an immortal body. If he didn't have a higher-level innate divine soul, an ordinary person could have attained immortality with this step.

In particular, He Songling combined the essence of the Western Death God's artifact and the Northeast Mountain God, two true immortals, and forcibly walked out of a completely wrong dead end to the path to immortality. This made Zhang Boduan admire He Songling's character and perseverance.

"Congratulations! Congratulations to you too!"

The two old scoundrels looked at each other and revealed the same lewd smile that seemed to transcend a thousand years.

“Your brother’s comprehension is truly remarkable. Although I don’t have the memory of Zhang Boduan going out to build a hermitage and teach disciples, judging from the remaining memories of his enlightenment, almost no one can successfully complete the path of inheritance. Back then, he gave the ‘Wuzhen Pian’ to Ma Chuhou only to present it to the royal family and officials so that it could circulate among the upper echelons. He never thought that old Ma could achieve enlightenment.”

Looking at the uncontrollable Daoist aura emanating from He Songling, Zhang Boduan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "I never expected that you could comprehend and master all the essentials of my life's alchemy techniques in just seven days. Even though you are already a half-step immortal at the innate level, it's still too exaggerated. Leaving it to you is not a waste of my knowledge."

“Brother Ziyang, you…” Upon hearing this, He Songling realized that the time had come, but after these few days of interaction, he had truly come to regard Zhang Boduan as a friend, and he was unwilling to watch Zhang Boduan disappear like this: “Is there really no other way?”

"No. This is my destiny, and I've fulfilled it." Zhang Boduan laughed heartily, channeling his Daoist energy and charging towards He Songling. The impact caused He Songling to instinctively tighten his grip, crushing Zhang Boduan's core Daoist energy.

The illusory image of Zhang Boduan before him transformed into a white ribbon and disappeared into He Songling's Niwan Palace. Only his last words echoed in his mind:
"Hahaha, Brother He, you've fallen for my trap! Your soul and body are not easy to repair. It will take at least seventy years to match your soul. You can sit here for seventy years! You scoundrel tricked me, so I'll take those seventy years of your lifespan!"

He Songling felt a vast Daoist aura emanating from his upper dantian and rapidly spreading throughout his entire body. His whole body was filled with innate Qi, and under the resonance of this Daoist aura, he involuntarily immersed himself in it. His body began to turn as if petrified, and his vision was plunged into darkness.

"You old dog Ziyang, you son of a bitch..."

These were the last eight words He Songling uttered.

(End of this chapter)