The Heavens: From Knowing Whether You Rule the World

Chapter 197: Gift to you!
Dajin, Huayunzhou!

As one of the large states along the coast of Dajin, Huayun State has always had many overseas cultivators who exchanged magical beasts and spiritual materials for some inland cultivation resources.

Therefore, there are many large-scale markets in this state, where business is booming all year round and the money is rolling in.

Some small markets also took advantage of the opportunity to benefit from it. As long as they are not remote and deserted, they will have a certain amount of traffic and earn a lot of money.

Kaijiang Town is only two hundred miles away from the sea, and there is a small coastal market in it.

The market town has always been a place where resources converge.

Since there is a small market town in Kaijiang, there are naturally some small sects stationed there to make a living.

Only a few miles away from Kaijiang Town, there is a small mountain range about two or three hundred feet high and covering an area of ​​more than ten miles.

The mountain range is tiny, and its spiritual veins are naturally short and inferior, so any small-scale cultivator would not necessarily look upon it.

However, on this hill which can barely be called a sacred mountain, there lives a small immortal cultivation sect called "Tianfu Sect".

Judging from the shabby appearance of its sect headquarters, the Tianfu Sect is basically a low-level sect of immortal cultivation.

Although the Tianfu Sect has declined and weakened, it is still a rare sect with a long history.

However, compared to the Taiyi Sect and Yinluo Sect, two of the ten major sects of the Great Jin Dynasty, which have been passed down since ancient times and have prospered from generation to generation, the Tianfu Sect is inferior.

Tens of thousands of years ago, Tianfu Zhenren, who founded the Tianfu Sect, once shocked the Great Jin Dynasty with the three secret talismans he created, and he almost made the sect one of the top ten orthodox sects.

The Tianfu Sect once had more than 10,000 disciples and dominated an entire state.

However, success or failure depends on the talisman!
Arrays, elixirs, weapons and talismans are the four arts of cultivation.

As the only thing that can directly convey killing power, the power of talismans should not be underestimated.

A talisman master in the early Nascent Soul stage, his killing power is almost invincible except for the great cultivators.

If one has high level of cultivation and reaches the late Nascent Soul stage, just like the Taoist master Tianfu who founded the Tianfu Sect, no one would dare to question him when he says, "Invincible below the level of Spirit Transformation" or "One can fight against several at the same level."

This is also the unique charm of talismans.

Once one has achieved success in cultivation, even if one's own killing skills are not very good, relying on the endless supply of talismans, it is enough to scare the cultivators of the same level.

It seems like the Tianfu Sect is in its peak period. Every disciple in the sect has talismans all the time. Even if the number of disciples in the sect is less than any of the ten major sects in the Dajin Dynasty, it is not enough to be afraid.

However, the Talisman Sect has many advantages, but naturally also many disadvantages.

For a sect, the most important thing is naturally inheritance.

Unfortunately, the art of talismans is notoriously difficult to practice.

If one focuses on cultivation, he will neglect the way of talismans. Even if he becomes a great cultivator, if he cannot keep up with the way of talismans, it will be difficult for him to be invincible among his peers.

If one focuses on the art of talismans, one will neglect cultivation and it will be difficult for him to become a great cultivator.

Little did people know that the founder of the Tianfu Sect, Tianfu Zhenren, had also reached the level of a great cultivator, and he knew how difficult it was to balance the way of talismans and spiritual practice.

In addition, the Tianfu Sect only has certain accomplishments in the art of making talismans, but its main practice is mediocre.

Naturally, this was not enough to support the long-term glory of the disciples, so after being passed down for several generations, it declined.

Ten thousand years have passed, and there are only a hundred or so disciples in the Tianfu Sect. The sect leader and elders are only foundation-building cultivators. They have even reached the point where they can only rely on some talisman secret techniques to barely survive and continue the sect.

In such a declining sect, apart from some monks from similarly declining small sects, there would be almost no high-level monks coming and going.

Some of the Tianfu Sect disciples who were on duty were naturally idle and lazy, either meditating and practicing, or chatting.

On this day, two Qi Refining disciples who were on duty at the sect gathered together sighing, looking listless.

"Brother, is Sanyuan Market really going to be closed? You know, Sanyuan Market accounts for almost half of our sect's income. Without these spirit stones, I'm afraid it will become increasingly difficult for our sect to survive!"

A male disciple who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old murmured.

Dajin is a big place, but the competition is fierce and it is difficult to get by.

"Whether to close the market or not is not something we can decide." A young man in his mid-twenties sighed and said helplessly, "Lingfeng Sect is powerful and has always been overbearing. They have already issued an ultimatum. Either merge the market or close Sanyuan Market."

"Merging the market seems to be okay?"

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old young disciple was somewhat surprised.

"What's okay? As far as I know, after the merger of the market, the sect cannot participate in any management matters. In order to appease the sect, Lingfeng Sect will probably allocate thousands of spiritual stones a year to give them away. However, a thousand spiritual stones a year is less than one-third of the original amount!"

The young man, who was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, snorted a few times and said indignantly.

"Ah? What is the attitude of Jinxia Mountain and Mingyang Valley? Sanyuan Market is managed by three families together. If the three families join forces, they may not be afraid of the Fengling Sect."

The younger disciples rolled their eyes and said cleverly.

"Humph, it's just the Lingfeng Sect, so naturally I don't have to worry about anything. However, as far as I know, the Fengling Sect seems to have asked a fake infant ancestor to help, so things may be a little difficult!"

The older disciples sighed and shook their heads.

"Fake Infant Ancestor?"

The young disciple was startled, then shook his head in frustration.

Even if the three major sects join forces, they would not be able to match such an ancestor-level figure with unparalleled divine power.

"When you get to the mountain, there must be a road. Hey, what is that?"

The older disciple was trying to appease someone, but when he looked up he saw a ray of azure light and was startled.

The young disciple also looked over, but saw a flash of light in the sky, and a green light several meters long flickered continuously.

"Which senior is here?"

The young disciple cried out in panic. Such an amazing escape light could never be performed by a sect leader or elder in the foundation-building stage.

"I don't know, maybe he is here to see the Sect Master or the elders!" The older disciple was also a little confused and comforted himself.

A green light burst out, and it seemed that the two disciples of Tianfu Sect were seen from afar. With a flash of light, they fell straight down.

The light faded, and a handsome young man in a dark green Taoist robe stood quietly, looking at the two people with his hands behind his back.

"Is this the Tianfu Gate?"

The young man has a handsome and elegant appearance. He stands quietly with an imposing manner, his hands behind his back, showing the bearing of a master.

The two looked at each other, but did not dare to look directly at each other.

"It is the Tianfu Sect of Baizhu Mountain. May I ask if there is anything I can do for you, senior?"

The two looked at each other and bowed respectfully.

"It's fine as long as you're not in the wrong place. I came to Baizhu Mountain with the intention of taking a peek at the talisman technique passed down by the Tianfu Sect. I wonder if the head of your sect is available. Please let him know."

Chu Hong nodded slightly and said lightly.

After the battle of Tiannan, he went to the bloody forbidden land of Yue State and fished out the "Six Ding Tianjia Talisman".

After a period of research, I have some insights, but I have to learn from the inheritance of Tianfu Sect.

Of course, this is all secondary.

the most important is
Chu Hong glanced at the Tianfu Sect’s headquarters vaguely, and he vaguely sensed the man’s presence.

During the time when he was reveling every night and having a great time, his good disciple Han Li happened to go to the far north and got the Great Yan God and the Great Yan Jue Huiben.

Coincidentally, Han Li knew that his mentor needed a wood-attributed sacred tree, so he cut off half of the root of the Xuantian Immortal Vine in his hand and gave it to him together with the Great Evolution Jue Collection. At Chu Hong's level, practicing the Great Evolution Jue was not difficult at all, and he cultivated to the sixth level in a short time.

In this way, through the restrictions of the Tianfu Sect, the presence of the thin old man can be detected.

This time, he also intended to look for that person to see if he could get something that would help him break through the realm and become a god.

If he could get some of that, and a few Taiyi Longevity Pills refined by the Nascent Soul of great cultivators, he would be almost ready to break through and become a god.

At the moment Chu Hong looked towards Tianfu Gate, in the Tianfu Gate's library, a thin old man paused, a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and he looked back.

"Two hundred years, and it's come to this?"

A faint murmur, with a hint of doubt and surprise.

"Please wait a moment, Senior."

On the other side, an older young man hurriedly took out a sound transmission note, whispered a few words, and quickly threw the note back.

The talisman turned into a flash of fire and disappeared in a flash.

After a while, an old man in a yellow brocade robe came running and bowed respectfully.

"I am Yue Zhen, the head of Tianfu Sect. I didn't know that you would come to my sect. I was unable to greet you from afar. I hope you will forgive me!"

Yue Zhen was a little frightened.

As the head of the Tianfu Sect, although his cultivation was low, he had seen some of the world and had even seen the heroic and majestic appearances of several Nascent Soul cultivators from afar. However, he guessed that this calm young man was most likely an old monster at the Nascent Soul level, and he couldn't help but feel panic-stricken and worried.

This old monster in the Nascent Soul stage could probably easily destroy a small sect like the Tianfu Sect with just a flick of his finger. Judging from the description of the disciple's talisman, he actually came here on purpose. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

"Haha, don't panic. Chu is a casual cultivator who is interested in learning the way of talismans. He came to Baizhu Mountain on purpose to learn the inheritance of Tianfu Sect."

Seeing those people were uneasy, Chu Hong smiled lightly and stopped.

"Would you like to observe the sect's inheritance? Senior, please."

Yue Zhen felt relieved.

Since you are here to observe the sect's inheritance, you are not here to destroy the sect. That's a good thing!

If you can seize the opportunity, maybe you can use it to do some favors.

Chu Hong nodded slightly, without any hesitation, he raised his thigh and flew straight up.

Yue Zhen had a respectful look on his face. He sent out a talisman that flew somewhere, and then followed obediently.

Baizhu Mountain is not big, so there are not many buildings on the top of the mountain. Apart from a formal hall for receiving guests, a few attics, and some disciples' residences, it can be said to be quite simple.

As soon as he entered the hall, Chu Hong took a few steps forward and sat down on a chair without any hesitation.

Yue Zhen and his companions did not dare to sit down and could only wait on them in fear.

After a while, a white light flashed and it turned out to be a white-haired old man.

"Uncle Wen."

"Master-uncle!"

Yue Zhen and the two disciples saluted one after another. The white-haired old man was the only Jindan cultivator in Tianfu Sect, an ancestor-level figure.

"senior."

The monk surnamed Wen bowed politely.

Seeing Chu Hong stop, he sat down across from Chu Hong and asked respectfully, "Senior, are you interested in the art of making talismans? Apart from other things, our sect has done some research on refining talismans, and the ancestors of the sect have also collected a lot of books on talismans. If you don't mind, you can take a look. And give us some pointers."

The cultivator surnamed Wen spoke quite perfectly. It was obvious that it was Chu Hong who came to see the classics of the Tianfu Sect, but he looked so humble.

Seeing his attitude, Chu Hong couldn't help but look sideways, "Well, let's go and take a look."

"Great! It is an honor for us to have you read our classics. Can you take a rest first and continue tomorrow?"

The old man surnamed Wen showed joy on his face and asked carefully.

"No need, just send someone to show me the Sutra Library now."

Chu Hong shook his head slightly.

The Tianfu Sect's classics were not his main purpose. His main purpose was to meet his senior brother whom he had not seen for two hundred years.

The monk surnamed Wen nodded repeatedly, bowed, and walked in front to lead the way.

A green light flashed, and the few people arrived at a three-story attic, which was covered by a layer of light green restriction.

When Chu Hong and the monk surnamed Wen stepped into the first floor, an old man was sitting cross-legged on a cushion with his head bowed. He was holding a jade slip in his hand and seemed to be checking the contents of the slip.

"Junior Brother Li, come and meet Senior Chu."

Yue Zhen, the leader of Tianfu Sect, had been following closely. He glanced at the old man and gave him an order without any politeness.

Then, he explained to Chu Hong: "Senior, this Junior Brother Li is the disciple who is responsible for managing the Sutra Library. He knows all the books in the Sutra Library like the back of his hand."

The old man seemed to be awakened by Yue Zhen's voice. He quickly put away the jade slip, jumped up nimbly, and trotted forward.

"I never thought that the Grand Master and the Sect Master would come in person. Please forgive me for not coming to greet you."

The old man had a face full of wrinkles and small eyes with a hint of roundness in them. He put on an apologetic smile and bowed to the two men.

He looked at Chu Hong again, bowed respectfully and said, "I pay my respects to Senior Chu."

Chu Hong's eyes moved slightly, and he looked a little surprised and strange.

He seemed a little surprised.

The man looked at him with the intention of bowing, but he took a step forward and waved his hand, just in time to avoid the bow.

"Since he is well versed in the classics, please tell me about them. If you have nothing to do, go about your business!"

Chu Hong pretended to flip through the classics and waved his hand.

"In that case, I will take my leave."

The cultivator named Wen was quite perceptive and thought that Chu Hong wanted to read the classics seriously, so he bowed and left.

"Ahem, Junior Brother Li, it must be Senior's order."

Yue Zhen's two words of advice were full of envy.

He originally intended to introduce Senior Chu himself.
After saying this, Yue Zhen retreated obediently.

Only Chu Hong and the old man were left.

"I haven't seen you for two hundred years, and you are still as elegant as ever!"

Chu Hong smiled lightly, as if he had met an old acquaintance.

Xiang Zhili sighed, and tried to feel the cultivation of the young man in front of him, and sighed slightly: "Ah, the years in Huangfeng Valley are indeed memorable! Just like in the past, I'd better call you Brother Xiang!"

"Then I will break the rules once and bow to you, senior brother." Chu Hong smiled brightly and bowed again.

"I haven't seen you for two hundred years, Brother Xiang"

(End of this chapter)