Man in the heavens, wins by lying down to prove the truth

Chapter 272: The Great Classic, the Great Battle

Kuzhou Pavilion, the place where Xuantian Holy Sect stores Buddhist scriptures.

From a distance, you can see a small pond floating on top of a mountain, only a few acres in size.

In the small pond, there is a building ship that has been shrunk many times, and it even looks like a model.

However, when Zhou Cheng flew into this small lake, the entire lake suddenly changed.

The vast waves are surging, the endless blue waves are raising layer upon layer of raging waves, I don't know how wide it is.

"Is this... a sea that has been refined into treasure?"

Zhou Cheng looked around, and his gaze finally fell on the building ship in the center of the ocean. The building ship that had just started was very small, but now it had turned into a large ship that was several miles long, wide and high, much larger than a modern aircraft carrier.

Mu Yan'er, who was beside Zhou Cheng and was leading him to Kuzhou Pavilion, said, "Brother, you don't know that this sea of ​​learning was refined by a certain headmaster of our Holy Sect using his supreme magic power."

The head of Xuantian Holy Sect must be at least a cultivator at the Heavenly Palace level. To possess such magical powers, he is no less than the saint in "Zhantian".

"Junior sister, have you ever seen the current Supreme Master take action?"

Facing Zhou Cheng's question, Mu Yan'er nodded slightly, with a look of reverence in her eyes: "I have seen the Supreme Master preaching, demonstrating a mere magical power, but he took down a mountain from the moon!"

"The moon is nearly 800,000 miles away from the ground. It is simply... the power of a god!"

When she said this, Mu Yan'er's tone became very excited. It was obvious that the performance of the Supreme Master at that time shocked Mu Yan'er very much.

Zhou Cheng nodded slightly, and had a deeper understanding of the martial arts value of this world.

Such a powerful person has not yet become a god... As for the real gods, they are just ordinary people in the world of gods.

"Junior Sister Yan'er, do you know what method the master used at that time?" Zhou Cheng asked.

"The Star-Picking Hand is something that almost every true disciple of the Holy Sect can do. It's very common. The master has the right to pass it on to me directly. There's no need to waste the opportunity to exchange it in the Bitter Boat Pavilion."

Mu Yan'er explained that although she also had this magical power, she had no right to teach it.

Except for the skills and magical powers that are created by oneself or acquired accidentally, any skills and magical powers learned in the Holy Sect cannot be taught at will.

After climbing up the Kuzhou Pavilion, one can see stone walls. Recorded on the stone walls are all unique martial arts at the mortal level, and there are only dozens of them.

The level of this kind of unique skills is too low, so the Holy Sect usually does not include them. If they are included, they basically have some unique features.

The second level is the magical skills at the level of supernatural powers.

By analogy, the third floor is the Taoist platform, the fourth floor is the Divine Palace, and the fifth floor is the Heavenly Palace.

The token in Zhou Cheng's hand is enough to exchange for classics at the level of the Three Gates Divine Mansion.

"These martial arts skills are quite interesting. If you use them as a foundation to create a higher realm, your future achievements will surely be extraordinary."

Zhou Cheng walked past one stone wall after another. These walls only recorded the most basic fragments. Only by branding the token on them could he get the complete scripture.

Mu Yan'er on the side was about to speak, and then she saw Zhou Cheng's aura suddenly change, and brilliant pure white magic power swept out and turned into an illusory mist.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a tiger roar was heard, and then a ferocious tiger appeared in the illusory mist.

"Tiger Roaring Golden Body Technique?"

Mu Yan'er was stunned. This was the unique skill recorded on the stone wall, but there were only fragments and it was impossible to practice it.

Before Mu Yan'er could ask, she saw Zhou Cheng flying over one stone wall after another, and the hazy mist behind him also changed dramatically.

In just a moment, various shadows appeared in the misty white fog. Some people were practicing with various weapons, such as swords, sticks, fists and palms.

There are also various roaring strange beasts, flying birds and beasts, wonderful bamboos and black fish, dragons and magic phoenixes, and so on.

"Let's go to the second floor."

Zhou Cheng stopped for about a cup of tea. The hazy white mist behind him gradually became thicker. All the figures and strange visions were submerged in the white mist, as if they had never appeared.

The second level has more than one hundred kinds of supernatural power-level techniques.

It took Zhou Cheng only a moment to master it. Zhou Cheng also saw Jiang Nan meditating here, but he didn't bother him.

The third level has more than 400 kinds of Daotai-level skills. It took me about half an hour to master them all.

Zhou Cheng only needs to get the fragments and understand the true meaning of the exercises, and then he can deduce it by himself.

However, Zhou Cheng’s realm is still too low. No matter how high his talent and comprehension are, the speed of his spiritual thoughts is very slow, and it takes time to process complex and mysterious information.

As for the fourth level, there are more than a thousand scriptures at the level of divine palaces.

This is already considered the foundation of Xuantian Divine Sect. The classics passed down by most of the peak masters are of this level, and only a few peaks have classics of the Heavenly Palace level.

For example, the Daqian Yuanjing is a classic of the celestial palace level, and its creator was a saintly sect leader more than 200,000 years ago.

"Brother, although I am a true disciple, I cannot enter the fourth floor without a token."

At the entrance to the fourth floor, Mu Yan'er spoke cautiously.

Zhou Cheng smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Junior Sister Mu, you have worked hard this time. I will stay on this floor for a few more days to carefully comprehend the mysteries of different classics, and then I can make a choice. Junior Sister, you don't have to wait."

After Mu Yan'er left Kuzhou Pavilion, Zhou Cheng's gaze turned to the towering stone tablets, on which were engraved mysterious patterns and the openings of scriptures.

"The Great Five Elements Sword Qi Divine Palace Chapter..."

"Mysterious Dragon Nine Heavens Scripture Divine Palace Chapter..."

"The Three Thousand Transformations of the Bright Moon into the Divine Palace..."

"The Great Qian Yuan Sutra, Divine Palace Chapter..."

"..."

Upon seeing this, Zhou Cheng sat cross-legged on the fourth floor of the Kuzhou Pavilion. His spiritual thoughts spread out, lingering around more than a thousand towering stone tablets. He felt and pondered the true meaning of these divine classics.

……

At this time, on the highest peak in the center of Xuantian Holy Sect, one could see connected jade buildings, huge bells hanging high, immortal light flowing, divine light lingering, and all kinds of auspicious scenes.

The Supreme Master Xi Yingqing gently raised his hand and drew a big circle in the air.

Suddenly, the green rays of light, like flowing water, intertwined and turned into a transparent mirror.

The bright mirror then spread out hazily and split into three, reflecting the figures of Zhou Cheng, Gu Chensha, and Dong Bo Xueying respectively.

On Chuotian Peak, Dong Bo Xueying, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and bowed to the Sect Master: "Greetings, Master."

On another sacred mountain, Gu Chensha was instructing the fellow disciples he had just met, and even the teacher who was the master of the peak was asking for advice.

Suddenly, Gu Chensha, who was explaining the mysteries, stopped and said in one direction, "Does the Supreme Master have any questions?"

On the Sect Master's Peak, Xi Yingqing smiled and said, "I am a little worried. Please forgive me for bothering you two."

Finally, Xi Yingqing looked at Zhou Cheng.

Behind Zhou Cheng, eight divine wheels were shining brightly.

Two of them have already solidified, and the other six are phantoms, which means that Zhou Cheng's current realm is the second level of supernatural powers, but his perception and cultivation have reached the eighth level of supernatural powers.

As long as there are enough resources and elixirs, you can reach this realm at any time.

The eight divine wheels contained eight kinds of magical visions, including human figures, treasure seals, Dao diagrams, thunder pools, ancient bells, large tripods, nine-story towers, and eight-story buildings. From these eight kinds of magical visions, Xi Yingqing saw the shadows of the various skills accumulated by his Xuantian Holy Sect for more than 300,000 years.

However, as time passed, the shadows of those holy sect skills became increasingly blurred, until they gradually disappeared.

"It seems that this person should have cut off his past cultivation and truly transformed his cultivation, which is different from the other three."

Xi Yingqing seemed to be thinking about something, and then he couldn't help but admire: "If you cut off your Taoism, it is really incredible that you can understand the mysteries of the Divine Palace level in the realm of supernatural powers just by relying on your understanding."

At this moment, a female voice was heard from a distance: "Brother, Junior Brother Feng said you were looking for me?"

Xi Yingqing turned to look at the newcomer and said with a smile, "Junior Sister Luo, you are here. Junior Brother Feng came to me to complain that you were beating people again."

"Do they still dare to complain?"

Luo Huayin was a little stunned, and then smiled: "They lied to me and said they found a true disciple for me, but there is still no sign of him."

Xi Yingqing was helpless and said, "Your disciple is meditating in Kuzhou Pavilion."

Luo Huayin was startled and looked at the mirror in front of Xi Yingqing.

At this time, only one of the three mirrors remained, and that was Zhou Cheng who was perfecting his main scripture.

"Brother, are you talking about this little guy?!" Luo Huayin's eyes lit up, as if a bandit had seen a treasure.

Xi Yingqing shook his head: "You think too much. How can a reincarnated god need your guidance? Just don't blackmail him."

As he spoke, Xi Yingqing waved his hand gently, and Zhou Cheng's figure disappeared from the mirror, replaced by Jiangnan Jiang Zichuan.

"This child is also a promising talent. You must do your best to cultivate him and don't delay him. I have seen him break into the Martial Saint Pavilion with my own eyes. It is not a problem for him to pass the level. He is just hiding his incompetence."

Hearing this, Luo Huayin suddenly realized: "No wonder he can have three arrogant reincarnated gods following him, it turns out he is not simple at all."

"Don't worry, brother. I will do my best to cultivate you."

After Luo Huayin finished speaking, she waved her hand and ran down the sect master's peak in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed by.

On the fourth floor of Kuzhou Pavilion, Zhou Cheng, who had been sitting cross-legged to practice his own martial arts for several days, suddenly opened his eyes. The eight divine wheels behind him began to hum, and then turned into divine light and poured into Zhou Cheng's body.

"It is finally perfected and has been deduced to the perfect level of Taotai... Let's call this scripture the Taishi Wanxiang Sutra."

"My current understanding of the Tao is enough for me to achieve Taoism perfection directly, but what I need now is enough resources for me to practice."

Just as Zhou Cheng was about to get up, he saw a ray of light suddenly appear in front of him.

Then a jade token emerged.

"This is the Spiritual Spring Order. With this order, you can draw a spiritual spring from the sect's underground spiritual pool to supply your own spiritual practice."

A gentle voice sounded in Zhou Cheng's ears.

Zhou Cheng was slightly startled, then he understood in an instant, then he stood up and bowed in one direction: "Thank you, Master."

……

After returning to Lingqian Peak, Zhou Cheng sat upright in his own courtyard, then holding the token in his hand, he spread his spiritual thoughts and explored deep into the underground of the sect.

Boom!

I saw that deep under the Holy Sect, there was a big lake, about a hundred miles wide. I don’t know how much spiritual liquid it contained, which was formed by the gathering of endless spiritual energy.

There are hundreds of spiritual springs branching out from here, penetrating through the ground, gushing out from underground, nourishing the major spiritual peaks!

"Who are you, and why are you spying on the sect's important place?"

The spiritual lake was turbulent, and then a ferocious black turtle poked its head out from the lake. Its eyes were like the scorching sun, looking at Zhou Cheng through the spiritual mountain.
"Hmm? The Sect Master's Spiritual Spring Order turned out to be from a reincarnated god in person."

The old turtle, who had been so dignified just now, suddenly became obedient and said in a muffled voice: "According to your realm, I will open up a spiritual spring about an inch wide for you, which is enough for the masters of the Divine Palace to practice. When your realm is improved, you can ask me to continue to widen it for you."

laugh!
A spiritual spring rose from the lake, passed through layers of rocks, and finally gushed out from a corner of Zhou Cheng's courtyard.

In an instant, the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth became hundreds of times richer.

"I can start practicing in seclusion from now on. This spiritual spring is enough for me to practice to the Divine Palace. It won't be too late to come out of seclusion then."

Zhou Cheng decided to be a otaku. After all, he didn’t know this world well enough, so it was better not to mess around.

hum!
Zhou Cheng sat cross-legged, and divine wheels emerged one after another.

The extremely pure spiritual liquid was directly sucked into Zhou Cheng's mouth, where it was quickly refined and transformed into vast and pure magic power, which pushed his own realm to begin to improve.

In just a cup of tea time, the third divine wheel behind Zhou Cheng, which was originally a little illusory, became solid.

At this rate, he would be able to escape from the realm of divine power and reach the realm of Taoism in one day at the fastest and three days at the slowest.

……

In the blink of an eye, several months passed.

On this day, outside Zhou Cheng's courtyard, Mu Yan'er cautiously walked over with two young men.

"Big Brother, Senior Brother Gu Chensha and Senior Brother Dong Bo Xueying are here to visit."

A sweet voice came through the gate, and then the gate opened naturally.

Suddenly, Gu Chensha and Dong Bo Xueying saw a cloud of hazy chaotic energy suspended in the air, and vaguely they could see someone sitting cross-legged.

"I'm sorry for not welcoming you, my two Taoist friends."

Zhou Cheng laughed, and then the chaotic mist dissipated, revealing Zhou Cheng's figure. His body was transparent like jade, his eyes were sparkling, and there was starlight within him. Every move he made was full of great power.

"You have reached the sixth level of Daotai. Fellow Daoist Zhou is really hardworking. He has not left the house for several months."

Gu Chensha could tell Zhou Cheng's realm at a glance and couldn't help but complain.

Zhou Cheng chuckled and said, "Cut off all the foundation, the sense of security is insufficient, it is better to improve the realm."

Seeing this, Mu Yan'er said hurriedly, "Big Brother, the two brothers have already arrived. Yan'er will not disturb them any more."

Zhou Cheng nodded slightly, and after Mu Yan'er left, he looked at the two of them: "You two fellow Taoists, you are not here to chat, right?"

Dong Bo Xueying couldn't help but ask, "Do you know Daoist Fellow Zichuan's master, Peak Master Luo Huayin? This person is the public enemy of the Peak Master of the Holy Sect, but he is no match for him."

"Recently, I heard that after Daoist Fellow Zichuan became Master Luo's disciple, the masters of the other peaks all wanted their disciples to challenge Daoist Fellow Zichuan and get back their place."

Gu Chensha also had a strange look on his face: "Others always beat the teacher and the disciple, but here it's the teacher who got beaten and the disciple got out."

Zhou Cheng heard this and said uncertainly: "Are you two planning to bully Daoist Fellow Zichuan? He is not a reincarnated body."

"of course not!"

A voice came from afar, and then a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes walked into the courtyard and bowed slightly to Zhou Cheng.

"Wang Xuan, nice to meet the three Taoist friends. I wonder if the three Taoist friends would be interested in taking this opportunity to discuss Taoism and exchange some ideas?" Wang Xuan did not hide his thoughts.

Dong Bo Xue Ying also laughed: "That's what I want, I dare not ask for it."

The aura of Gu Chensha beside him changed slightly, and he seemed to have transformed into a giant demon in human form: "Gu just wanted to join in the fun."

(End of this chapter)