Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 197: Fallen Demon Mountain, Puppet Sect (3000)

Xie Beiling's red lips were outlined, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

The dim palace seemed much brighter at this moment.

"Brother Dao has never been defeated in his journey, and I firmly believe that this time will be the same."

"Of course I won't lose..."

"But that person can be called an adversary."

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled and gave the woman in white his approval.

It is rare to fight him to such an extent when he is at the same level.

In thought, palms raised.

boom!
A head was thrown up and rolled in front of Xie Beiling.

"If that half of the black horn is useful, dig it off."

The girl felt the bones all over her body trembling, and felt a desire from the bottom of her heart. It seemed that as long as she merged into the broken black horn, some things would be completed.

She tapped her forehead.

"Thank you, Brother Dao."

"This half of the black horn is useful to me."

Then, he lowered his eyes, looked down at the hideous and unwilling face, and chuckled softly:
"Why should I be unwilling? Why should I be dissatisfied?"

"At the same realm, Brother Dao should be willing to kill you despite his severely injured body."

As the words fell, a delicate hand reached out and grasped the black horn between the eyebrows of the head.

In an instant, half of the black horn slid into Xie Beiling's fingertips like water and disappeared.

Ta Ta Ta ~
Zhang Yuanzhu walked forward slowly, and with every step he took, bloody footprints appeared on the floor.

He came to the foot of the platform, and the beautiful woman in black dress was ten steps away.

Only at this moment did Xie Beiling see the boy's appearance clearly.

The arms, face, and exposed skin were covered with cracks, and sticky blood kept flowing down through the cracks.

At this moment, the boy was like fragile ceramic that could break at any time.

"Brother Tao!"

The girl exclaimed.

She had never seen such injuries before. A normal cultivator would have died hundreds of times already.

He stood up and walked quickly forward, wanting to find out the details of the injury.

Wang Wang~
A big yellow dog suddenly jumped out from behind Zhang Yuanzhu, baring its sharp teeth, and blocked Xie Beiling.

"Fellow Daoist, please leave. The Dao Master needs to recover."

A childish and intermittent voice came out of Dahuang's mouth.

A pair of beast eyes, full of hostility towards everything around.

Its master was seriously injured, so it had to be on guard against all possible dangers.

Snapped!
A bloody hand touched the dog's head.

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled:
"Da Huang, don't be too nervous. I still have strength left and can fight again."

He gently pushed the yellow dog aside and came to the girl's side.

"It will take me some time to fully recover from this injury. I'll be troubling you from now on."

"it is good!"

Xie Beiling stretched out her hand and stroked the wounds, with a look of regret on her pretty face.

After Zhang Yuanzhu finished his instructions, he sat cross-legged and began to recover from his injuries.

This was the first time since he left the Black Corner Tower that he could focus on recovering from his injuries.

A pair of double pupils glowed with green light, and a rich breath of life permeated every inch of flesh and blood in his body. He tried his best to drive away the alien breath and repair his body.

Sizzle~Sizzle~
The flesh and blood squirms and is torn apart endlessly. It is a kind of pain and also a kind of tempering.

The skin is tougher, the muscles are stronger, and the bones are stronger.

His body continued to strengthen during the process of repair and destruction, and the "Dragon Elephant Power Method" began to operate unconsciously.

the other side.

Xie Beiling felt relieved when she saw that the boy's injury was recovering and getting back on track.

She also sensed that as the half black horn merged, her body was transforming, and what was once missing was being completed.

Call ~
She forced herself to suppress the throbbing in her heart, walked up to Dahuang, bent down and stretched out her hand, a gentle smile on her pretty face.

"Fellow Daoist Da Huang, my name is Xie Beiling. Thank you for supporting Brother Zhang."

".Dao...Friend, you are too polite. I am the master's demon pet, so naturally I must protect the Taoist master."

The hostility in the big yellow beast's eyes subsided. It spread out its four legs, came to the side of its master and lay down, looking around vigilantly.

Xie Beiling still had a smile on her face. She also sat cross-legged beside the young man, looking at the yellow dog lying on the ground and asked with a little curiosity.

"Daoyou Dahuang, if I'm not mistaken, you and your brother haven't signed any legal documents or contracts."

Dahuang glanced at the girl, and a trace of loss appeared in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"The master said that he trained me because he needed me..."

Da Huang suddenly stopped, looked at the woman in the black dress warily, and continued:
"I can leave whenever I want, but I want to follow my master forever."

Xie Beiling seemed not to have heard anything, her expression was gentle as she continued to talk with the monster.

After a few casual chats, the woman and the dog became more and more familiar with each other, and the dog demon completely lost its initial hostility.

"Da Huang, what do you think of Brother Zhang Dao's attitude towards that Ye Zhenchuan?"

Dahuang shook his head, with a helpless look on his face.

"Wang~wang~"

"I have never seen Ye Zhen's biography, nor have I heard the master mention it."

"That means I don't care!"

Xie Beiling smiled sweetly and stopped chatting. Instead, she closed her eyes and sensed the changes in her body.

Demon Mountain, where demons gather, stretches for 60 million miles from north to south.

The undisputed overlord of the Demon Mountain—the Puppet Sect!

Within the sect, there are endless mountains.

Roaring, crying, roaring, screaming... all kinds of noises echoed endlessly.

Demonic energy, corpse energy, poisonous energy, resentful energy, all negative energy in the world can be found here.

It blocked out the sky and the sun, making everything look blurry and weird.

But you can still see five huge mountains covering a vast area, as if rooted in the underworld, standing between heaven and earth.

On one of the mountaintops, a blurry figure was sitting cross-legged in front of the cliff, looking towards the direction of Gu Ya Mountain.

She frowned, as if she was confused.

"My relationship with my Dharmakaya is declining. Did something unexpected happen?"

The voice was cold and ruthless. In the Black Horn Secret Realm.

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

The slender figure sitting cross-legged on the cushion slowly opened his eyes.

Stab it!

The void turned white, and a ray of light crossed the sky and tore the palace apart.

Zhang Yuanzhu felt his intact body and raised the corners of his mouth.

His injuries have recovered, his body has become stronger, and he has taken another half step forward in the "Dragon Elephant Power Method".

Woof~
With a dog barking, Dahuang came directly to the boy, spinning around quickly, and wagging his tail wildly.

A pair of animal eyes are full of happiness.

Zhang Yuanzhu reached out his hand and touched the dog's head, his double pupils revealing a gentleness:

"Da Huang, I'm sorry to bother you these days."

The palm slipped and flipped.

A light golden storage bag appeared in his palm.

"Inside the storage bag are cultivation elixirs, low-grade magical instruments, and monster meat. They will serve as your cultivation resources and help you achieve a breakthrough soon."

He just sensed that Dahuang was not far from the third level of Qi training and it wouldn't take long for him to break through.

Woof~
Dahuang picked up the storage bag and hung it around his neck.

He started having fun again and ran.

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, ignored it, and turned his gaze to his side.

Xie Beiling was shrouded in black light, his aura sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and he was undergoing an unknown transformation.

He stretched out his hand, and square array plates flew out and were arranged around to protect it within the formation.

'Next, we need to take stock of our gains and plan our future training.'

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered in his heart.

After a fierce battle, he narrowly escaped death, but the harvest was undoubtedly rich.

Just the corpse of the woman in white was enough to drive all the monks who were proficient in corpse refining crazy.

Not to mention, he also gained a new secret technique - the Eye of Nirvana.

Life and destruction, yang and yin, what a powerful force will be created when the two collide.

Zhang Yuanzhu is very much looking forward to it.

There are also spells that are constructed by understanding the 'Nine Turns of the Bright Moon'.

I gained so much this time.

What needs to be done now is to plan for future practice. Human energy is limited, and there must be a priority for practicing skills and secret techniques.

Zhang Yuanzhu placed his arms flat on his knees, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

It took him more than an incense stick of time to make a decision.

First practice the Golden Light Technique and "The Record of Blazing Sun True Fire".

Golden Light Technique, after experiencing continuous battles, this magic acquired from the Golden Light Pavilion has been practiced to an extremely mysterious level.

Only one step is left before one can condense the magic pattern and achieve the eighth level of Qi training with eight magic patterns.

Afterwards, it was time to practice martial arts, the Eye of Nirvana, and body refining techniques.

Once he had mastered the art of pupil training, he would devote all his energy to constructing the ninth level of Qi training spells.

After making the decision, Zhang Yuanzhu did not start practicing immediately, but stood up and walked out of the palace.

Ta Ta Ta ~
The crisp footsteps echoed in the palace.

Zhang Yuanzhu pushed open the door and looked at the ground.

Gully, scorch marks, potholes, and all kinds of traces of fighting stretched for miles, filling the field of vision.

It is enough to see how fierce the fighting was half a month ago.

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the surroundings of the battlefield and ignored the investigating monks.

Instead, he turned his gaze towards the Black Corner Tower, which stood in the middle of the ruins and reached into the sky.

After beheading the woman in white, he now looked at the corner tower and felt something different, as if something had been added.

He stood at the threshold, hesitated for a moment, and ultimately did not go forward to investigate.

"When the retreat is over, I'll search again."

Zhang Yuanzhu muttered to himself.

The Black Corner Tower is right there, there's no way to escape.

Then, he placed his hand on the hilt of the knife and tapped it lightly with his five fingers.

hum~
The sound of a sword resounded throughout the heavens and the earth.

The sword energy rushed into the sky, cutting long and narrow lines on the ground.
All the monks who were searching stopped their movements and looked at the young man with a knife in horror.

Zhang Yuanzhu's pupils were indifferent as he glanced at the group of cultivators.

There were no words, but the sword energy that soared into the sky had already shocked all the cultivators.

He turned around and walked towards the interior of the palace.

Now that the goal of the warning has been achieved, let’s start the retreat.

In the palace.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged with his hands outstretched, and golden light bloomed between his five fingers.

Brilliant and dazzling

Strands of light intertwined and entangled, turning into swords, spears, and heavy hammers.

Densely packed throughout the palace.

As time passed, the golden light dissipated, but the golden light between the five fingers continued to compress and condense, like flowing liquid, covering the palm.

And it covers the whole body at an extremely fast speed.

At this moment, the young man was covered in golden light, like a god or a saint.

"Golden Light Technique!"

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered in his heart.

The golden light covering his body dissipated as soon as he thought about it.

He took out the jade slip containing the spell from his bosom and read it again, trying to comprehend every word in it.

……

Seven days.

In addition to the necessary practice of martial arts, Zhang Yuanzhu immersed himself in the comprehension of the Golden Light Technique.

At this moment, the young man closed his eyes and looked inward at his dantian.

The surface of the red-gold lake formed by magic power is calm.

(End of this chapter)