Xiuxian: I studied abroad in modern times

Chapter 592 Seeing is Believing, Passing the Test Easily

Inside the light screen, Mu Qingyan was still talking eloquently, but Yuanshi and Tongtian had long since lost interest in watching.

Tongtian stared at Zheng Fa, seemingly unconvinced, and nitpicked, "So many kinds of magical artifacts, so many kinds of cultivation techniques, sounds impressive, but who knows the details?"

Zheng Fa looked at the Goddess Nuwa.

Nuwa nodded slightly and smiled, "After all, we were unable to witness it with our own eyes."

Zheng Fachao asked Tongtian, "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, how can we see for ourselves?"

“Simple!” Tongtian pointed at the woman sitting below him. “You say that humans are superior to these innate beings, but that’s just empty talk. Why don’t you let my disciple give it a try?”

He sprinkled a few points of blue starlight from his fingers, and the starlight fell on the woman's head, making her expression suddenly become much more lively.

She looked at Zheng Fa with an eager expression, seemingly wanting to get revenge for her fellow disciples.

To Zheng Fa's surprise, the woman's aura suggested she was a wandering immortal.

“Although you have not yet attained the Dao Fruit,” Tongtian seemed to see his surprise, “you still possess the strength of a Loose Immortal. My disciple’s cultivation was originally higher than yours, but I will not take advantage of you.”

"May I ask your esteemed name, fellow Daoist?"

"I am the Holy Mother Guiling, a disciple of my master!" the woman said in a sweet, melodious voice.

Holy Mother Tortoise Spirit?

He was quite familiar with this woman's name, and had even complained about it before. Although the name was a bit rustic, this woman was a direct disciple of Tongtian, and her strength should not be underestimated.

He wasn't afraid; he had fought against Loose Immortals before.

Zheng Fazheng was about to speak when he suddenly heard Yuanshi say, "Turtle Spirit alone may not be able to handle it. Why don't we let Yellow Dragon join in the fun?"

"?"

As soon as Yuanshi Daoren sat down, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe stepped forward with a powerful gait and bowed to Zheng Fa.

This is probably Huanglong Zhenren. The aura he exudes at this moment is probably at the level of a Loose Immortal.

"Elder brother?" Yuanshi seemed to feel that this was not enough and looked at Taishang.

The Supreme Taoist shook his head and said softly, "I have no disciples. Do you expect me to take action myself?"

Zhunti thought for a moment, looked to his right, and called out, "Ksitigarbha! Come and ask your fellow Daoist for guidance."

Upon hearing the order, a handsome young monk stood up from behind his desk, walked to Zheng Fa's right side, and bowed to Zheng Fa with his hands clasped in front of him, his face showing curiosity.

Zheng Fa looked at the three Holy Mothers of the Tortoise Spirit, then at the Six Saints whose expressions remained unchanged. He knew all too well that this was probably a test that had been planned in advance.

Now, he is the only human in the arena. The Creation Daoist and others cannot enter. If they want to verify the strength of the human race, they can only test him.

On the other hand, he is also the only human who might obtain this opportunity.

Ultimately, actions speak louder than words; the most direct evidence is what matters most.

Seeing that he seemed to understand, Yuanshi smiled and said, "Their cultivation is already superior to yours. Even if they are at the same level, their combat power is far superior to that of a loose immortal. They also use their numbers to bully the few. Naturally, we will not take advantage of this."

“Three moves,” Tongtian added. “If you haven’t lost after three moves, then you’ve passed the third question.”

It was clear that the requirements were not strict, and for Zheng Fa, they were even considered lenient—putting aside everything else, relying solely on his innate abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for him to withstand three moves.

Moreover, these three are probably not among the strongest of the three religions.

Yuanshi and the others did indeed want to test their mettle.

but……

Zheng Fa pondered for a moment and then said, "I possess the Five-Colored Divine Light (both positive and negative), the Great Sun True Fire, the Rainbow Transformation Technique, and the Universe Within My Sleeve, among other supernatural abilities."

The Five Saints looked at him, wondering why he brought this up. Zheng Fa continued, "These supernatural powers are all bestowed by the Heavenly Dao, and ordinary humans cannot learn them."

Tongtian seemed to understand, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Are you planning not to use it?"

“The three fellow Daoists have suppressed their cultivation. What difference does it make if I give up some supernatural powers?” Zheng Fa looked at the three Holy Mothers of the Tortoise Spirit, his eyes bright. “A copy of the Yellow Court Scripture is enough.”

Tongtian grinned.

However, the expressions of the three, including the Holy Mother Guiling, became much more serious, and even showed a hint of anger, as if they felt that Zheng Fa had underestimated them.

"please!"

Zheng Fachao and the other two said.

The Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit's voice was cold, no longer as lively as before: "I'll go first!"

The other two stopped in their tracks; it was clear that, as disciples of the sage, they possessed their own pride.

A golden turtle phantom appeared above the head of the Holy Mother Guiling, larger than even the most majestic peak of Kunlun.

The golden turtle raised its front legs and pressed down on Zheng Fa.

The wind howled in the hall, and disciples from both Buddhism and Taoism left their seats one after another. Zhunti, who was at the head of the table, looked at the scene and sighed, "Nephew Guiling is truly a rare creature from the primordial era. I'm afraid even ordinary magic treasures cannot break through her tortoise shell."

Tongtian was somewhat smug: "This unworthy disciple only relies on his strength and thick skin. He never cares about cultivation and only depends on his bloodline."

Yuanshi glanced at him and snorted, "Stop looking smug before you speak."

Just as they were talking, Zheng Fa's body suddenly disappeared in the raging wind!

"Gone?"

Where did you hide?

The Buddhist and Taoist disciples watching were still somewhat confused, but Tongtian slightly opened his eyes and turned to look at Nuwa: "Blood-winged Black Mosquito?"

Nuwa was also somewhat surprised: "I just collected them casually."

Only then did everyone realize that Zheng Fa had not disappeared, but had transformed into a tiny mosquito with blood-red wings and a ferocious shape. Instead of dodging, he faced the golden turtle phantom head-on and charged towards the Holy Mother Turtle Spirit.

Compared to his barely visible size, the golden turtle on the head of the Turtle Spirit Mother was a colossal beast, with its four legs resembling towering pillars.

Ironically, these four seemingly invincible pillars were swinging wildly in the void, and the golden turtle seemed to have lost four legs, desperately running backward in a panic.

The Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit stared intently at Zheng Fa with an extremely tense expression.

Zheng Fa's mosquitoes swayed again, turning from one into ten, then from ten into a hundred, and finally into thousands upon thousands, gathering into a black cloud that enveloped the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit.

"I surrender!"

From within the dark clouds, the voice of the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit, sounding somewhat broken, could be heard.

Tongtian Daoren's face was even darker than the clouds. Yuanshi seemed very happy and laughed, "These blood-winged black mosquitoes are the natural enemy of Junior Nephew Guiling. Anyone who gets touched by them will perish and his Dao will be destroyed. It's not my fault, Junior Nephew."

Tongtian looked at the listless Guiling Shengmu and shook his head.

Zheng Fazi transformed from a mosquito into human form and got carried away with the fight. Without waiting for Huanglong Zhenren to make a move, he directly pounced on him.

Master Huanglong was startled and fled backward.

Zheng Fa was radiating golden light, and a golden-winged roc emerged from the light, its sharp claws outstretched.

Huanglong was not slow to begin with, but the Golden-Winged Roc possessed spatial supernatural powers. Its wings sliced ​​through the void, and it grabbed Huanglong's chest with unstoppable speed.

As soon as Huanglong raised his head, he was so overwhelmed by the fierce aura of the Golden-Winged Roc that his whole body stiffened.

Zheng Fa pressed down on his chest, then flew back backwards with a smile on his face.

The smile on Yuanshi's face disappeared, but Tongtian chuckled: "This Golden-Winged Roc is also extremely effective against the Dragon Clan. No wonder Nephew Huanglong..."

Yuanshi Daoist glanced at him, not wanting to pay him any attention, but looked at Zheng Fa and sighed, "The Seventy-Two Transformations of Earthly Fiends are truly extraordinary, no wonder he is so confident."

Zheng Fa stood in the main hall, hands behind his back, feeling a sense of exhilaration.

This was also the first time that the Seventy-Two Transformations of the Earthly Fiends were used in actual combat, and the effect was extremely outstanding.

Compared to using various magical treasures and supernatural powers, using the techniques he created himself gave Zheng Fa a different kind of pleasure. In the past, he relied heavily on his innate supernatural powers when fighting, and if it weren't for the Seventy-Two Transformations of Earthly Fiends, he wouldn't dare say he wouldn't use those innate supernatural powers.

The innate supernatural powers have endless uses, but when facing enemies like the Turtle Spirit Mother whose strength is not much different, the Seventy-Two Transformations of Earthly Fiends are also extremely useful.

The greatest advantage of this food chain warfare tactic is that it can be adapted to local conditions and the enemy's situation.

Just like the Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit and the Yellow Dragon, their strength is certainly more than that, but when facing their natural enemies, they can only exert 30% of their full strength, while Zheng Fa's strength can be doubled. With this disparity, they were defeated in an instant.

More importantly, this set of techniques can be extended to all disciples, and even the entire human race.

What could better demonstrate the wisdom and achievements of humankind, and better represent the future of humankind, than the *Huangting Jing*?
Yuanshi and Tongtian couldn't help but look at Zhunti, also curious about how his disciple Dizang would perform under Zheng Fa's strong leadership.

Zhunti smiled gently, remaining calm and composed, showing no concern whatsoever, and simply gazed at Ksitigarbha.

Ksitigarbha's hands are bound inside, with his two middle fingers pointing upwards towards each other.

Although Ksitigarbha was young, and had just witnessed Zheng Fa's effortless defeat of Gui Ling and the other two, his expression remained extremely calm.

He seemed to have taken advantage of the time Zheng Fa was dealing with the other two to prepare himself, and at this moment he said to Zheng Fa, "Benefactor, your strength is extraordinary, this humble monk is far inferior."

Zheng Fa did not underestimate Ksitigarbha.

In the legends of the primordial era, this person was inconspicuous and had little presence, but that doesn't mean he wasn't strong!
"This fundamental seal is a divine power bestowed upon me by my master. It would normally take some time to perform, but I have indeed taken a shortcut. Please, benefactor, take a look!"

Ksitigarbha spoke extremely quickly, and even faster was his supernatural power. A burst of golden light shone from the tip of his middle finger, spreading outwards to form a golden spherical barrier.

"This is the Womb Realm." Ksitigarbha's figure disappeared, but his voice remained steady. "Immune to all laws and the salvation of wronged souls are the fundamental principles I have learned."

Zheng Fa was enveloped by the Womb Realm, and he felt waves of Sanskrit chants in his ears, drilling into his brain through his seven orifices.

The boundary membrane of the Garbhadhatu Mandala is like a diamond, appearing indestructible.

"This supernatural power is indeed difficult to break. As expected of your disciple, you are very clever."

Yuan Shi's expression was somewhat indifferent, yet also somewhat annoyed.

Even Tongtian's expression wasn't very pleasant.

Ksitigarbha's strength is not as good as their two disciples, but he seems to have been prepared from the beginning. While Zheng Fa was dealing with Gui Ling and the other two, he set up the Womb Realm, which even had a hint of a sneak attack.

Compared to the two fools, Guiling Shengmu and Zheng Fa, who blindly ran into Zheng Fa's Seventy-Two Transformations of Earthly Fiends, this seemed much smarter.

"The Womb Realm possesses the power of Vajra Immovability, making it difficult for him to emerge," Zhunti chuckled. "Otherwise, if all the disciples of our three sects were defeated by him in a single move, where would we put our faces?"

Tongtian and Yuanshi exchanged a glance, and all they could think was to curse—if Dizang had won, they would have been even more humiliated!

The group looked at Zheng Fa and saw him touching the womb membrane in the womb realm, seemingly very curious.

He looked at Tongtian and the others outside the Womb Realm, and suddenly spoke again: "The Yellow Court Classic was created by my Nine Mountains Sect, and it is also the most powerful cultivation method of my Nine Mountains Sect."

Tongtian and the others frowned slightly, not understanding what Zheng Fa meant by those words. Could it be that he wanted to admit defeat?
The Jade Tablet of Creation flew out from his sea of ​​consciousness, its surface shimmering with precious light, and transformed into a blue flying sword.

“Before me, there was a great human being.” Zheng Fa stroked the Qingping Sword, which had been transformed from the Jade Tablet of Creation, and his spiritual power circulated according to the Qingping Sword Manual. “He left behind a philosophy and cultivation method that would benefit future generations for life, and it was also absorbed by my Huangting Scripture.”

The Qingping Sword in his hand struck the Womb Realm with lightning speed.

The Garbhadhatu Mandala shattered like glass, and Zheng Fa emerged from the fragments of the womb. Ksitigarbha's figure appeared in the void, facing Cundi, with lowered eyes and no words, as if in shame.

Zheng Fa drew his sword, stood before the Six Saints, and said, "The human race is not just me alone, nor is it just my sect."

The six sages looked at Zheng Fa and remained silent for a while.

Tongtian suddenly slapped his thigh and laughed, "I thought you would pass this test if you didn't lose in three moves, but I didn't expect you to take them down in one move each."

His expression at that moment seemed extremely happy.

Yuanshi glanced at him sideways and asked Zheng Fa, "Was that move you just made with the Qingping Sword?"

"Yes."

"good."

Tongtian looked even happier, clearly feeling that Zheng Fa had just made him look good.

Yuanshi continued, "He has learned better than all the disciples under Tongtian Sect."

"..."

Tongtian snorted lightly, seemingly disdainful of arguing with his second brother, and instead looked at Nuwa: "If you ask me, with his achievements, what are you still arguing about, Junior Sister?"

"I do not have."

Nuwa suddenly spoke.

"No?"

Even Zheng Fa was taken aback, looking at the Goddess Nuwa, when she continued:
"If he can answer why he is human, he will pass the test."

Nuwa looked at Zheng Fa with a smile in her eyes: "If you can understand why I created the human race, and if the human race understands why it is strong, then my creation of humans was the right thing to do."

Zheng Fa opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Then let us test you..."

Tongtian hurriedly asked.

Nuwa smiled slyly: "My fellow disciples are all so talented, I'm quite envious. I've created humans and obtained such a gifted individual, how can I not show it off?"

Zheng Fa looked at the Goddess Nuwa and thought to himself that this was outrageous.

Behind him, the three people, including the Holy Mother Guiling, were even more dumbfounded, as if they had seen a ghost. Your Majesty, you're having fun, what are we to you?
The Supreme Lord, who had been mostly silent and detached from the matter, finally had to speak up: "Well, I do have some interest in the *Huang Ting Jing*."

……

Outside the illusionary realm of Jade Void Palace, the Golden-Winged Roc and the others had not yet left.

Don't be fooled by the Golden-Winged Roc's miserable state; it only proves the extraordinary nature of those six powerful beings—even a fool would know that the opportunities of this world probably lie in the hands of these six.

If I could catch the eye of those six...

Therefore, even though they were worried about angering the six again, the Creation Daoist and the others were reluctant to leave. They just wanted to wait for them to come out and try their luck again.

More than half a month later, the Gu God suddenly looked up.

Everyone looked in that direction.

Behind the clouds, a magnificent palace stands.

The palace doors swung open, and figures flew out one after another.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the six figures they both feared and longed for.

"Ancestor!"

Bai Lian called out softly, her voice trembling with excitement.

The others glanced at him, feeling a pang of envy. Now that they knew how special these six were, the powerful figures that Bai Lian had managed to cling to were truly enviable.

Zhunti and Jieyin ignored the junior. They left the palace but did not leave. Instead, they stood in the clouds and looked back.

Immediately afterwards, the three Qings came out side by side. The five of them exchanged a few words, then turned around, as if waiting for someone.

Bai Lian and the others craned their necks to look, and saw Zheng Fa and Nuwa walking together, talking to each other.

The other five saints also became interested and joined in, each contributing their own comments.

"This……"

As Bai Lian watched Zheng Fa chatting and laughing with his ancestor, the slight smugness on her face gradually vanished completely.

(End of this chapter)