Xiuxian: I studied abroad in modern times

Chapter 589 Nine Mountains' Response, Kunlun's Defense

"Is the man surnamed Yun planning to ambush Zheng Fa?"

"I asked the elder," the elder asked.

Having obtained Hao Ri's intelligence, Elder Han hurriedly delivered it to the Heavenly Emperor. At this time, the high-ranking members of the Nine Mountains Sect gathered together again in the Purple Palace.

"The Thick Earth Magnetic Array has also detected news of Lady Ni Chang," the Heavenly Emperor explained. "There are also some disciples of Leiyin Temple. The old monk Zhitong has passed away, and they came with Lady Ni Chang. They will arrive in the Nine Mountains Realm soon." (There is a correction here. I forgot to write it in the previous text, which caused the old man Zhitong to be resurrected. I only noticed it when I read the previous text these past two days. It has been corrected. My apologies.)
Haori Mountain is still quite a distance away from the Nine Mountains, not to mention that Lady Ni Chang is with a group of disciples and they haven't arrived yet.

“The disciples of Leiyin Temple… are rather petty.”

If Zhitong were still alive, the Nine Mountains Realm would never have let this person pass through, but to be honest, these Leiyin disciples didn't care much.

"The problem still lies with Haori Mountain," Senior Sister Zhang said. "That Golden Sun Burning Heaven Formation sounds incredibly powerful. How do we deal with it?"

Everyone looked at the Heavenly Emperor's body. After thinking for a long time, the Heavenly Emperor's body said, "This matter is actually not difficult. Since the main body is on guard, there is not much of a problem."

Everyone nodded slightly. This wasn't due to the Heavenly Emperor's blind confidence, but rather because the Nine Mountains Sect had a deep understanding of formations, and their concept of the Thick Earth Magnetic Formation was unparalleled in its profound implications. They were well aware of its strengths and weaknesses.
Its advantages are obvious: it is powerful and has a wide range.

The rest are all drawbacks—not flexible enough, resource-intensive, and subject to stringent conditions.

If one is prepared, it shouldn't be a big problem for Zheng Fa.

"The focus now is still on the progress of the Dao Body design," the Heavenly Emperor instructed. "This matter concerns the Primordial Purple Qi and the use of the Qiankun Cauldron."

Senior Sister Zhang chimed in from the side, "The opening of the Underworld is only just beginning to affect us; Golden Immortals will gradually enter the Profound Realm..."

Everyone's faces darkened.

The return of Immortal Yun is not a big problem, but the return of Golden Immortals is a different story.

The elder asked, "How is the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation progressing?"

"It's very slow, so we can only rely on the Qiankun Cauldron."

The expressions on everyone's faces grew even more somber.

The elder fell into deep thought: "I'm thinking, that Golden Sun Burning Heaven Formation sounds pretty good too."

These words came abruptly, leaving everyone even more confused. Only the Heavenly Emperor raised an eyebrow, seemingly understanding: "You want to steal that formation?"

The elder's face was full of self-righteousness: "We need to be wary of Golden Immortals. Wasn't that guy surnamed Yun just bragging? That formation can counter Golden Immortals, that's fate!"

"..."

Uncle Pang opened his mouth wide, then closed it, and then opened it wide again.

Even the Heavenly Emperor was a little confused.

Don't say it, really don't say it.

Making is not as good as buying, no, it's better to rob!

Senior Sister Zhang's eyes were full of excitement: "We are not sure whether the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation can be upgraded. On the one hand, Zheng Fa may not be able to obtain the method of using the Qiankun Cauldron. On the other hand, we can only guess how useful the Qiankun Cauldron will be. The Golden Sun Burning Heaven Formation is indeed an alternative."

The elder's words dispelled everyone's misconceptions.

Of course, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation must be forged; it's an exclusive technique.

The Golden Sun Burning Heaven Formation also smells very good.

Who would complain about having too many formations?
The elder stroked his beard, his expression calm and unfathomable.

“However, the secrets of this grand formation seem to reside entirely in Yun Zhenxian's mind, and he also controls the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow.” Uncle Pang frowned again. “For so many years, he has never revealed it to anyone. Unless Yun Zhenxian surrenders, it won't be easy to find out how to control this grand formation…”

Lu Yao must have trusted Yun Zhenxian immensely, entrusting Haori Mountain to him. Even the Golden Sun Burning Heaven Formation seems to be something only Yun Zhenxian could fully control.

Yun Zhenxian is probably extremely loyal to Lu Yao, and it would be ten or a hundred times more difficult to get him to betray them than it is for Shuyu Longzhu.

While everyone was struggling with their decision, the elder had a confident smile on his face, as if he had already planned it all out.

"Master?"

"Have you forgotten the Seventy-Two Transformations of Earthly Fiends?"

"Seventy-two Transformations of the Earthly Fiends?"

“He doesn’t want to betray Lu Yao…” The old man’s face was full of understanding. “Let’s help him!”

"..."

"I've already finished writing the storybook!"

The hall fell silent for a moment. After a long while, Uncle Pang stammered, "Senior...Senior Brother, if I have ever been disrespectful in the past, please forgive me for being so magnanimous."

"Ah."

……

In the Nine Luminaries Heaven, Zheng Fa sat in his small courtyard, looking at a manuscript in front of him.

The cover of the manuscript bears the title: "A Species Design Based on the Deduction of Taoist Methods."

With the Kunlun Gathering just around the corner, he also compiled the conclusions of both realms regarding the design of the Dao Body.

In Zheng Fa's view, this trip to Kunlun was similar to a thesis defense, so he simply wrote a thesis.

Seeing that it was almost time, Zheng Fa copied the manuscript into a jade tube, burned it, and walked out of the courtyard toward the entrance of the Five Organs Temple.

The five internal organs are empty, with no one there.

These people all have their own things to do, and most of the time they won't be in the temple.

For example, Bai Lian had to follow the two patriarchs to accumulate merit, the Golden-Winged Roc had to go to the Heavenly Court to work and take up his post, and Bai Gu and Gu Shen were also busy.

Besides everyone being looking for opportunities, the strangeness of this Five Organs View also made everyone unwilling to stay.

These days, they seem to be even busier. Apart from Zheng Fa occasionally returning to the Five Organs Temple to organize manuscripts, the others are rarely seen.

Even the Daoist of Creation is often not in the temple, and no one knows what he's up to.

As Zheng Fagang walked to the door, a golden phoenix descended from the sky and landed at the entrance of the temple, pecking impatiently at the wooden door.

Yuanshi had already said that he would send someone to fetch him—Kunlun is vast, and Yuanshi is a man who loves tranquility, so ordinary people cannot find a place for them to meditate, and Zheng Fa naturally had no way to do so.

I never expected it to be a golden phoenix.

Zheng Fa sat behind Jin Feng and flew westward.

Meanwhile, the external situation has changed again—the Lich and Demon races have started fighting each other.

As we flew along, we heard shouts of battle everywhere we went.

The stars in the sky teeter on the brink of collapse, the mountains on the ground crumble, and red water flows through the riverbed.

The malevolent energy between heaven and earth is visible to the naked eye; there is no pure land left in the world.

Fortunately, these liches are not very intelligent, but this golden phoenix seems to have some background:

Those who knew them dared not stop them, and those who did not knew them could not be stopped. They traveled smoothly for half a month before they saw the distant mountain ranges rising and falling, with towering peaks like walls, blocking their way.

We've arrived at Kunlun.

As Zheng Fa approached Kunlun, he sensed that this place was different. The Wu and Yao tribes seemed to be wary of the Three Pure Ones in Kunlun and dared not act recklessly here.

The Kunlun Mountains remain pristine and tranquil, with clear waters and fresh air.

The golden phoenix returned to this place as if relieved of a great burden, let out a joyful chirp, and glided through the air towards the depths of the mountains.

Zheng Fa suddenly turned around and glanced behind him. There was nothing there.

The man and the phoenix disappeared over the mountain.

The figures of the Gu God and the White Bone Demon Ancestor appeared. The White Bone Demon Ancestor said softly, "Has he discovered us?"

"It's hard to say, maybe he just glanced at it casually."

The God of Gu chuckled softly.

"Can you still keep up?" The Gu God's face was full of confidence. "Of course! He hasn't gone far, and even if he had, he wouldn't be able to escape."

"Wait!" A flash of spiritual fire appeared in the eyes of the White Bone Demon Ancestor, and he turned to look eastward. "Fellow Daoist Dapeng, aren't you supposed to be on duty at the Heavenly Court today?"

A golden light flashed across the sky, and the Golden-Winged Roc appeared before the two. Looking in the direction where Zheng Fa had disappeared, it sneered, "You've come too?"

"..."

The Gu God and the White Bone Demon Ancestor remained silent, exchanging glances. The Gu God slowly said, "Now that we're all here, then, Fellow Daoist White Lotus and Fellow Daoist Creation..."

A Buddhist chant rang out, and Bai Lian appeared from behind the two: "This humble monk has come to seek the two patriarchs. As for Fellow Daoist Zaohua..."

"I am worried about Fellow Daoist Shi's safety."

The Daoist of Creation's cheerful voice rang out, while the Golden-Winged Roc's expression was one of utter disdain: "You're rambling on and on, beating around the bush. Which of us didn't come here for that insurmountable opportunity? Which of us didn't come here for the Primordial Purple Qi?"

"..."

The group remained silent.

"Even if those six people don't want us to go, they are just phantoms after all. What can they do to me?" the Golden-Winged Roc said proudly.

Bai Lian lowered her head and muttered something in a low voice.

The Golden-Winged Roc continued, "I've been searching in Kunlun for several days, but I couldn't find any trace of them, so I followed Shi Nandang..."

The Gu God suddenly chuckled: "Fellow Daoist Dapeng speaks frankly, and I will speak frankly as well. We cultivators cannot let go of any opportunity. However, I have been searching here for a long time, but my children have not found anything."

Both the Daoist of Creation and the White Lotus remained silent, clearly indicating that they were in similar situations.

The group maintained a distance from each other, and their eyes were filled with wariness as they looked at one another.

"In the end, we're thinking of vying for that incredible opportunity. We don't have to snatch it, but we should at least give it a try," the Golden-Winged Roc said impatiently. "What's the point of waiting here?"

The Gu God nodded slightly and said, "Why don't we go together, and then each rely on our own methods?"

"good."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The Gu God, accompanied by the White Bone Demon Ancestor, flew forward following Zheng Fa's trail.

The other three were not to be outdone, trailing Zheng Fa far behind.

Jin Feng led Zheng Fa through the mountains until they reached an inconspicuous peak, where she stopped and turned to look at Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa immediately understood, dismounted from the bird's back, and bowed, saying, "This junior scholar has come at your invitation."

The mountaintop beneath their feet shone with a soft glow, revealing a path paved with starlight that meandered upwards.

At the end of the road, a gentle voice responded: "Please come in."

Zheng Fa stepped onto the starlight and slowly walked towards the sky.

When the Golden-Winged Roc and the others arrived, Zheng Fa had already vanished, and even the Golden Phoenix had disappeared without a trace.

The five people looked left and right, but could not see anything unusual about the mountain.

Bai Lian thought for a moment, then stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully, "This humble monk, Bai Lian, requests an audience."

The mountain peak showed no reaction whatsoever.

The other four tried it, and it worked the same way.

No one was surprised, except for the Golden-Winged Roc who sneered, "Back then, Yuanshi only valued Shi Nandang and not us. Now, even if we beg ten thousand times, it will be useless."

The Daoist of Creation asked, "What do you intend to do?"

"He won't let me in! I'll go in anyway!" the Golden-Winged Roc shouted fiercely. "A few remnant souls who have been dead for who knows how many years are putting on airs here! Shi Nandang isn't even a Dao Fruit cultivator, so why can he go in but I can't!"

"No... this place is vulnerable."

"How could outsiders possibly imagine the supernatural powers of my Great Roc clan?" The Golden-Winged Roc was exceptionally confident, and with a light shout, "Open!"

The space in front of them trembled, like waves surging.

Above the five people, a vortex-like opening appeared, from which human voices could be faintly heard.

"Fellow Daoist Dapeng has gained a great deal from listening to the Dao this time."

Bai Lian clasped her hands together and smiled.

The others also looked envious.

Aside from Shi Nandang, who gained the most from this lecture, the one who benefited the most was actually the Golden-Winged Roc. Relying on the Roc bloodline, he learned many cultivation methods in the Purple Cloud Palace and his cultivation level really improved a lot.

Everyone understood why he was so persistent about the opportunity with Zheng Fa.

This is not simply a matter of primordial purple energy.

Having tasted the benefits of listening to the teachings at Zixiao Palace, this person naturally wanted to hear the teachings of those six great masters as well.

Surprisingly, he actually found it!
The Golden-Winged Roc flashed and rushed into the vortex.

"What kind of beast are you, so disrespectful?" A cold shout suddenly came from within the vortex. The voice belonged to the same person who had just responded to Shi Nandang, but the tone was icy.

Ignoring everything else, Dapeng continued to rush into the depths of the whirlpool.

Suddenly, a finger emerged from the hole. The finger was white, and the nail looked like white jade.

The finger moved from top to bottom, touching the top of the roc's head, then quickly returned, like a dragonfly skimming the water. The opening in the vortex slowly closed, and only Nuwa's words could be heard: "The young demons are ignorant, please don't be offended, Brother Yuanshi."

"A minor punishment will suffice as a warning."

The Daoist of Creation looked down at his feet.

The Golden-Winged Roc landed on the ground, seemingly unharmed, but the arrogance on its face was completely gone, replaced by a deep-seated fear.

They could even see the Golden-Winged Roc trembling.

"Fellow Daoist, what is this...?"

“I…” The Golden-Winged Roc looked at them blankly, “I forgot.”

"forget?"

"The cultivation methods I heard in Zixiao Palace, the secret techniques I learned in the Heavenly Court... no, no, the inheritance in my bloodline is all gone!"

"I……"

The Golden-Winged Roc, who had been sharp-tongued just moments before, was now filled with fear.

Even the Daoist of Creation felt a chill run down his spine. Although the Golden-Winged Roc looked unharmed, it had lost its bloodline inheritance, which meant that the path to enlightenment for the demon race was cut off.

Even someone as proud and arrogant as the Golden-Winged Roc could empathize with him.

He looked at Bai Lian and asked, "Who exactly are these six people?"

Bai Lian clasped her hands together and whispered, "I don't know."

"do not know?"

"All I know is that the source of all the teachings of my Leiyin Temple is these two patriarchs."

The Daoist of Creation paused for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Among them, is there a Daoist named Taishang?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged bewildered glances and silently looked at the unremarkable mountain peak.

Bai Lian, the highest-ranking among them, clasped her hands together and exclaimed from the bottom of her heart, "Fellow Daoist Shi, what a wonderful opportunity!"

……

All Zheng Fa wanted to do was curse.

The defense committee consists of six saints, and six saints who are capable of fighting. Who can stand that?
(End of this chapter)