Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 231 Zhang Yuanzhu: Life and death are nothing but trivial matters! (4000)

Zhang Yuanzhu ran at high speed among the mountains and rivers, turning into a shadow.

At the same time, the magic power in Dantian surged, constantly cooperating with the Green Jade Spirit Eyes to repair injuries all over the body.

He raised his palm, and wisps of black mist wrapped around it. Red-gold magic power surged out, washing back and forth, but could not completely expel it.

"The three great immortal cultivation families!"

Zhang Yuanzhu muttered to himself.

This was something that appeared after he used the talisman. It should be a marking method and can be dispelled, but it takes time.

The young man's eyes were deep, and he slowly lowered his arms, and his magic power no longer washed away.

He lowered his head and looked down at the long and narrow knife scar on his chest, and the dense knife intent within it.

These sword intentions were chaotic, constantly destroying the repair of injuries, causing the flesh and blood to recover and then tear apart.

Zhang Yuanzhu grinned, not feeling lost, but excited instead.

Don't forget, he is a master of swordsmanship. Since he started practicing, the long sword has always been his main offensive weapon.

Now that I have the sword intent of a real person at the Condensation Demon level to sharpen my own sword, how can I not be happy?

A thought.

The magic power in the dantian surged, and the blood in the body surged, forcing the sword intent that spread throughout the body to gather towards the chest.

As a result, the minor injuries recovered faster and faster, except for the wound on the chest, which continued to bleed.

He raised his palm and lightly tapped his chest with his five fingers. Lines appeared, blocking the surrounding area and suppressing the sword intent.

Gradually, the wound healed, leaving only a scar that was difficult to remove.

Zhang Yuanzhu's smile faded and he continued running.

Now is not the time to practice. Wait until you are out of danger and then hone yourself.

Time passed day by day, and he kept running forward without stopping.

Four days and four nights.

Zhang Yuanzhu was an unknown distance away from the battlefield.

The speed began to slow down.

The boy stopped, his muscles, skin, and internal organs slowed down, and the heat in the tiny gaps throughout his body began to diffuse.

Huhuhu~
Streams of steam emanated from the pores, melting the grass and trees and creating rolling waves of air.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood in the treetops, listening to the faint roar in the distance, with a slight frown on his face.

With his speed, there are actually people who can keep up with him. What's going on?

I didn't want to pay any attention and was about to leave.

A slightly louder roar made him feel a little familiar.

Change your pace and take big steps.

"It's remarkable that a mere casual cultivator could hold out for such a long time."

"Why not submit to us and become our servant? Then you can continue to climb the Great Road."

"You have the aura of spatial fluctuations. I'm very curious."

Three figures wearing Wuliang Palace Taoist robes were surrounding and killing an old Taoist with a long beard.

The old Taoist was at the peak of Qi training, while the three Wuliang Palace disciples were only at the eleventh level, yet they forced the old Taoist to escape death.

The old Taoist held the whisk in his hand and struggled hard, but was forced to retreat again and again by the divine light, and his Taoist robe was stained with blood.

"Since you are unwilling to surrender, then die!"

A sharp shout.

Infinite light burst out and rushed towards the old Taoist.

The whisk exploded in an instant and turned into powder.

The old Taoist lamented, his cloudy eyes filled with death.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, you look a little embarrassed."

A soft laugh echoed in the space.

Before the old Taoist could respond, a blood-red dragon appeared, exploded with light, and swallowed three disciples of Wuliang Palace.

The old man looked up at the figure holding a halberd and wearing a red robe.

"Fellow Daoist Hongwu."

This was a young man he had taken in from the military camp of the wandering cultivators. He had taken in many people like him and had advised them all to leave and not to participate in the war.

At this moment, I was saved by such a young man, and my heart was filled with emotion.

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded his forehead lightly, turned around and left, not wanting to talk any more.

The old Taoist was stunned and looked at the figure who was about to come.

You just left like that, without asking why he was able to escape here, and without asking for any reward.

Then, the old Taoist seemed to think of some rumors and immediately shouted:
"Fellow Daoist Hongwu, wait a minute. Do you have any connection with the Biluo Dharma Lineage of the Immortal Weapon Valley?"

At the beginning, the other party followed the Biluo Dharma Lineage and left the camp.

It is rumored that Fellow Daoist Hongwu is of noble status and is acquainted with important figures in the Biluo lineage.

Zhang Yuanzhu stopped and looked back.

"know."

"I heard from three Wuliang disciples that many Wuliang Palace disciples in this area are hunting down a distinguished figure from the Biluo Dharma Lineage."

The young man's eyes were deep, and his five fingers were tightly clasped around the halberd.

"You can know the exact location."

The old Taoist shook his head, his aged face showing sincerity.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, I had a chance in my early years and obtained a teleportation platform. This time, the army was defeated, but I was lucky enough to survive and teleport here."

"I only heard what the three Wuliang Palace disciples said. I don't know whether it's true or not, but I can't confirm the location."

"I see."

boom!
The young man took a step forward and disappeared from the spot.

He focused on the old Taoist priest and searched with all his strength, constantly sensing the surroundings.

Ten miles in radius!

Fifty miles in radius!!

A hundred miles in radius!!!

They searched inch by inch, but found nothing.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the treetop, looked around, and frowned slightly:

"Is this false information, or has the fighting already ended and all traces been erased?"

The boy deduced, but did not leave.

Instead, he took out Dahuang from the monster pet bag.

Holding Da Huang in one hand and a blood-red halberd in the other, he began searching again.

Two hundred miles in radius!
Three hundred miles in radius!!

Four hundred and fifty-seven miles in radius!!!

"Wang Wang~"

Dahuang suddenly roared wildly in one direction.

Zhang Yuanzhu stopped suddenly, a smile appearing on his face.

He found it!

Let Dahuang return to the monster pet bag, carry the halberd on his back, and open his arms.

Layers of golden flames emerged from his body and transformed into feathers.

The temperature in space rose sharply, the earth was charred, ancient trees spontaneously combusted, and rocks melted.

In a flash, a three-legged divine bird appeared between heaven and earth.

Spread your wings, flap them down, and fly!
Boom!

A golden light streaked across the sky, traversing the vast air and rushing towards the distance at a high speed.

the other side.

Seven figures are attacking a pale yellow protective shield with all their might.

Inside the shield, a graceful figure kept attacking and trying to leave, but was blocked every time.

"Fellow Daoist, how long can you hold on? Why don't you return to the temple with us?"

"Your Excellency is of high status, and we will not harm you. If you pay enough in the future, you can return to the Immortal Weapon Valley."

"The Qian Kingdom has been defeated, the food spirits have been annihilated, and the Biluo has suffered heavy losses. Why bother struggling?"

A Taoist from Wuliang Palace tried to persuade them that they were not the Yan army from Yinming Mountains, but support from other temples who had come to block the retreating route of the defeated soldiers.

They want to maximize profits.

Click!Click!
Cracks appeared on the shield, and the seven people who were besieging it attacked even harder.

After three days, the shield was finally about to break.

With a determined look on her pretty face, Biqi glanced at the shield with cracks appearing on it, and the seven people outside the shield.

She was ready to shatter her dantian and end her life.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared at the end of the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it had arrived above everyone's heads, casting golden light.

It was a three-legged divine bird, holding a golden bell in its mouth, and its eyes were cold.

"Who is it?" "He wants to save people, stop him."

Roars echoed through heaven and earth, and rays of light and magical weapons shot straight into the sky.

The three-legged divine bird, its pupils as cold as ever, opened its mouth:

Clap! Boom!
A cry and a bell ring.

Heaven and earth fell into silence in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the divine light collapsed, the magic weapon was destroyed, and the figures exploded, turning into blood mud and then being crushed into dust.

The earth rolled and surged like waves, surging towards the sky.

Looking at the divine bird in the sky and the slender figure within it, Biqi relaxed and murmured:

"Brother!"

Click!

The shield is broken.

The three-legged divine bird landed, grabbed the woman and left.

A golden light flashed across the sky, cutting through the sky and moving away at a high speed.

After a cup of tea.

Zhang Yuanzhu landed on the ground again and fled with Biqi in his arms.

The rainbow light is too conspicuous, especially in such a situation, and must be restrained.

The woman leaned against the boy's chest, looking at his bloodstained clothes and the long, narrow scar.

He raised his head and looked at the face that was slightly stained with dust.

There was sadness on Biqi's pretty face, tears flowing in her eyes.

"Brother, my great grandfather is dead, my eldest brother is dead, and so many people are dead."

Tears slid down her cheeks, carrying sadness.

She can be strong outside, facing the siege of Wuliang Palace disciples, and she can also commit suicide calmly.

But when facing Zhang Yuanzhu, unspeakable emotions surged in his heart. He wanted to express his sadness and wanted to cry.

"The sword flashed and the Azure Yellow Springs formation was broken. Except for me, who was sent away by the master, everyone else died."

Zhang Yuanzhu listened to the woman's words and felt his chest getting wet.

He did not comfort or persuade, but just kept on moving forward and changing directions.

Gradually, the woman stopped talking and sobbed in his arms.

Zhang Yuanzhu then narrated word by word:
"If we can kill others, then they can certainly kill us. There's nothing surprising about that."

"This is the way to cultivate immortality. Family, friends, and everything close to you will disappear on the path of seeking."

The young man raised his head and looked towards the sky, his eyes filled with memories.

"Someone once told me that the path to immortality values privacy. To cultivate the immortal path, one must cut off the worldly affairs. Only then can one ascend to the great path and seek a flawless golden elixir."

"Is that what you think, brother? All emotions are just external things, they can all be discarded and cut off!"

Pinkie Pie looked at the boy's jaw and her sobs gradually stopped.

For the first time, she felt what the person in front of her was thinking.

A mountain appeared in front of the two people, but Zhang Yuanzhu did not change his direction or speed.

"I am different from her!"

The young man lowered his head and looked at the woman.

What kind of eyes were those, bright and fiery, like the sun embedded in them, burning with blazing flames.

He looked directly at Biqi and spoke word by word:
"I'm very greedy."

"Family, friendship, and all the emotions that humans should have, I want them all!"

“I will continue to climb from Qi training, foundation building, Sha condensation, Golden Core, and even to the next realm.”

He made no secret of his desires.

Boom!

Zhang Yuanzhu crashed into the mountains and rivers, his body so strong that he tore through the mountains.

"Brother, we always have to make choices."

Pinkie murmured.

"Hahaha~"

"All choices are just a matter of being less capable than others."

Zhang Yuanzhu laughed loudly and rushed forward, crashing into the jungle. Wood chips and gravel passed by his side, but could not hurt him at all.

"Keep getting stronger, keep improving, keep breaking through, and all tragedies can be shattered."

There was a pause, the laughter stopped, and the boy's face became serious.

"If I really need to make a choice, I will follow my heart and die singing. Don't be a coward."

The voice was calm, but it was filled with an extremely firm will.

Life and death are trivial matters, so why fear them?

Biqi stared at the boy blankly. For the first time, she felt so clearly what her senior brother was thinking.

He was different from all the practitioners she had seen, as if there was something inexplicable about him.

That kind of thing is so dazzling that it makes people want to get closer.

The sadness in her heart subsided, and she leaned on the boy's chest and slowly fell asleep.

Zhang Yuanzhu withdrew his gaze from the woman's fair face and continued running towards a remote place.

Sunset and moonrise.

The boy stopped in front of a hill.

He jumped up and looked at the magnificent mountains that stretched endlessly to the end of the sky. He lowered his eyes and scanned the stream that looked like a silver ribbon under the hills.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and his tense mind relaxed a little.

The terrain here is good and it is a good place for retreat.

It was just the right time to use up what was gained during this period while avoiding the pursuit of the Yan army.

"Let's practice here first. Once the aftermath of the war is over, I'll take you back to the Immortal Weapon Valley."

Pinkie Pie opened her eyes and stood up reluctantly.

She nodded her forehead and whispered:
"I listen to my senior brother."

After the woman had no objection, Zhang Yuanzhu directly opened a cave inside the hill and let her live in it.

And he walked around the hills, measuring every inch of land and river.

Finally, he sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain and refined the formation plates and flags.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his hand and looked at the black mist wrapped around his fingertips with a cold look in his eyes.

He wanted to turn this place into a killing array to fight against the enemy that was likely to arrive. Of course, it would be even better if the enemy died.

During this expedition against Yan and Qian, almost all the resources obtained were melted and cast into items for formation.

Square array plates and array flags were buried underground, with array patterns engraved around them.

Only after everything was completed did Zhang Yuanzhu enter the cave.

He walked into his room, sat in the corner, and breathed heavily.

Since the attack on Qian Yan began, the killing, serious injuries, escape, and rescue... all exhausted his energy and made him extremely tired.

Now I'm finally starting to get a break.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat in the corner, not practicing, not healing, just sitting quietly.

He was free from thoughts and relieved himself from fatigue.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Zhang Yuanzhu straightened his back and cast his gaze towards the scar on his chest, sensing the sword intent contained therein.

He had a thought.

The Lingyuan Knife appeared on his knees and his eyes slowly closed.

A violent and brutal sword intent rose from his body.

It was like a red dragon, roaring and roaring behind him, as if to wipe out everything.

in mind.

A mountain of knives stands on the earth, with the blades piercing the sky, carrying loneliness and pride.

Rays of sword light covered the surroundings, blazing and burning.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the knife mountain with indifference.

Extend your palm forward with your fingers together.

Roar! Roar! Roar~
Long roars resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

One after another, red dragons appeared from the darkness, their beastly faces gazing at the mountain of swords with ferocious expressions.

There were nine red dragons, spread all over the wilderness, as if they wanted to trap and kill everything.

This is his sword intent—the sword intent of trapping a dragon.

Starting from the ancient temple in Jiangshui City, he absorbed various skills, which continued to accompany him forward, winning every battle, every victory, and everlasting victory.

Until now, it has reached the level of heaven and earth!

cut!
The palm knife fell and slashed through the air!
Nine red dragons rushed out and charged towards the blade peak.

(End of this chapter)