Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 247: Leave calmly, prepare magic tools and spells (4000)

Zhang Yuanzhu stood in the sea, took out the jade slip containing magic spells from his arms, and flipped through it as if no one was around.

In a moment, he stretched out his hand, formed a seal, and bits of starlight burst out from his body.

He was practicing the "Thousand Star Falling" technique.

This technique can condense starlight in mid-air, making it look like falling stars, and kill the enemy.

The three disciples of the Hanhai Dharma Lineage sensed the great power contained in the starlight and their expressions became more respectful.

They stood aside, silent and waiting quietly.

Time passes minute by minute.

About two hours passed.

A rainbow light broke through the mist and stopped in front of the boy.

He was an old man, wearing a green robe, with gray hair tied up with a gorgeous crown, looking neat.

Zhang Yuanzhu put away the jade slip, a smile on his face, his double pupils revealing gentleness.

Bow and salute!
"Master Yan, long time no see."

The boy's attitude remained the same as before, without any change.

"Yuanzhu?"

Teacher Yan had a peaceful expression on his face, but his cloudy eyes looked at the red-robed figure with a complicated look.

Eleven years have passed, the power dynamics have reversed, but the young man's attitude remains the same.

After all, he was not wrong about the person.

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand, and square array disks floated down around him.

Wow! Wow!
A light curtain rose up, hiding the figures of the two people.

The young man spread out his palms and tapped his fingers lightly.

The water rose and then solidified, and two ice chairs and an ice table appeared in front of them.

"Master Yan, please!"

Zhang Yuanzhu pointed at the ice chair opposite and motioned the old man to sit down.

Old Yan nodded and sat down directly.

"I haven't seen you for eleven years. You were just a child back then, but you have grown so much."

"The seventh person in the Immortal Weapon Valley, the most outstanding genius in thousands of years."

The old man sighed.

The scene on Daofeng seems like yesterday.

The young man took out the teapot and teacups and poured a cup of tea for each of them.

"It's just a small achievement."

Zhang Yuanzhu picked up the tea and took a sip.

"After I entered the Burning Sun Dharma Lineage, I wanted to visit my teacher."

"Unfortunately, my identity was sensitive at the time, so I didn't dare to cause you any more trouble."

He poured himself some tea, a look of helplessness on his face.

In fact, it is still like this now. Coming here will definitely attract a lot of attention, but...

"The favor must be repaid before leaving with peace of mind."

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered in his heart.

Snapped!
Put the teacup down.

With a flip of his hand, a wooden box engraved with patterns appeared in his palm.

The wooden box was placed on the ice table and pushed in front of the old man.

"On Qianbing Peak, the Hanhai lineage extended a helping hand. Thank you, Master, for your help."

"This is a thank you gift, teacher, please accept it."

Old Yan picked up the tea, took a sip, and a look of helplessness appeared on his face.

"That's not necessary. After all, you haven't joined the Hanhai yet, so you haven't been of much help."

"Teacher, please accept it."

"On the summit of Thousand Soldiers Peak, all the lineages rejected it. Even the Burning Sun lineage had ulterior motives. Only the Vast Sea lineage was willing to accept it."

The boy flicked his fingertips.

Click!

The wooden box opened, revealing two longan-sized pills. A light golden light mixed with the fragrance of medicine spread throughout the air.

brush!
The old man stood up, looked at the pills in the wooden box in disbelief, and exclaimed:
"Foundation Pill!"

The Foundation Establishment Pill is precious, and the Vast Sea Dharma Lineage only produces a few of them a year, which is not something he can obtain at all.

As for using the foundation-building pill, the best one can achieve is a low-grade spiritual platform.

Ah!
It would be good enough if it could increase the chance of building a foundation a little bit. What does a mid-grade or even high-grade spiritual platform have to do with mediocre people like them?

The life span of a foundation-building cultivator is 240 years, which is enough to drive all Qi-cultivating cultivators crazy.

Old Yan looked at the two pills with fiery eyes, feeling conflicted.

After a moment, he reached out his hand, closed the wooden box, and looked bitter.

"I am only at the seventh level of Qi training. I don't know if I can break through to the peak of Qi training in this lifetime. The foundation-building pill is a pearl in the dark for me."

"Yuanzhu, please take it back."

Zhang Yuanzhu shook his head and drank the tea in the cup.

"Teacher, if you are useless, leave it to future generations."

"With my talent, the Foundation Establishment Pill is of no use to me."

He traveled across the Qian Kingdom, slew his enemies, and obtained a total of three foundation-building pills through the trials of blood and bones.

Now, it is just right to give the old man two.

He still remembered that the original intention of Master Yan to enter Daofeng to teach was to prepare more resources for future generations.

Old Yan was silent, sat down upright, and slowly put away the wooden box.

"Yuanzhu, thank you!"

The old man never thought that the child he helped casually in the past would bring him such a reward.

The young man smiled and didn't care.

An old man and a young man were chatting with each other.

Time passed, and I didn't know how much time had passed.

Zhang Yuanzhu then stood up.

Bow, goodbye!
"Master Yan, I won't bother you today."

"If I have the chance someday, I will come to see you again."

Use the soles of your feet to exert force.

boom!
The waters exploded, and a slender figure turned into rainbow light and soared into the sky.

For a moment, the old man was the only one there, sitting on the ice chair, looking at the rainbow light going away.

……

"Now that I've dealt with all the chores, it's time to prepare for this trip."

Zhang Yuanzhu was speeding through the sky, the golden beads in his arms bursting out with light, causing his speed to continue to increase.

He was calm inside, thinking about how to get to the Land of Falling Stars.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, even leaving Guya Mountain, it was still a bit difficult for him with his current strength.

Some measures need to be prepared in advance to deal with possible situations.

Or the inevitable fight.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were bright, as if the sun was embedded in them, burning with a fiery fighting spirit.

Colliding and fighting with the endless heroes in the world is much more interesting than sitting in meditation, chanting scriptures and discussing Taoism.

It is also much more satisfying than dealing with the sect's conspiracies and tricks.

He opened his arms, and layers of golden light bloomed, blending with the light bursting out from the magic weapon, illuminating the mountains, rivers and the earth.

The young man stood in the sky, looking up, as if he was looking into the eyes of some existence.

He brazenly announced his presence, letting everyone know where he was.

Like a golden sun across the sky, its domineering and brutal aura permeates every tiny corner.

At this moment, all the cultivators who were secretly paying attention to the Paper Man Dao Lineage or the Tairi Dao Lineage had gloomy expressions.

They all saw the double pupils through various means.

Weird and mysterious, destruction and vitality are intertwined.

"Arrogant, who does he think he is?"

"He's at the eleventh level of Qi training. He can't be allowed to grow any further."

"How to kill him? Should we rush into the Burning Sun Meridian and kill the enemy? Don't forget the two Golden Core Talismans of the Burning Sun Meridian."

In the Dao veins, the eyes of the foundation-building cultivators and the Ningsha Zhenren flickered.

Various plans flashed through his mind. Killing by force was too dangerous and would also lead to the separation of the sect.

After all, no powerful person from any sect would be so bold as to kill the genius of his own sect openly.

This would be a huge blow to the sect itself. After all, they are not a demonic sect, but a side sect.

That is to say, this situation occurs because the Taoist veins and Dharma veins of the Immortal Weapon Valley are different, but we still need to be cautious.

Zhang Yuanzhu didn't know what the paper man and Tai Ri were thinking, nor did he care.

He glanced at the sky, and after the sense of being spied on disappeared, he hurried on his way again.

The road is smooth and leads directly into the Zhuoyang Dharma Lineage.

……

At the top of the main mountain, Zhang Yuanzhu first went to the palace to meet the mountain master and inform him of his return.

Then, he strode towards the attic where the spells were stored.

He had to prepare in advance the spells he would need to practice when he reached the twelfth level of Qi training. Soon, a loft a hundred feet high appeared in his sight.

The attic is dark red in color and engraved with runes, with a crimson door standing in front.

Tatata~
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed in the air.

Zhang Yuanzhu climbed the stairs and stopped in front of the door.

Extend your palm and exert force.

Crunch!

The door opened, revealing a path for people to pass through.

Take a step out and enter the attic.

The view suddenly opened up, and bookshelves were spread all over the ground, with jade slips and ancient books stored on them.

This is not the Wanfa Tower where new disciples choose their skills when joining the Dharma lineage, but the true inheritance of the core skills of the Dharma lineage.

Every skill and every spell is the result of thousands of years of Taoist accumulation.

Zhang Yuanzhu walked towards the bookshelf closest to him.

He stretched out his hand, easily passed over the light film covering it, picked up a jade slip, and flipped through it.

Lines of handwriting reflected in my heart.

Nine Changes of Thunder: The body turns into thunder, folds and jumps nine times, and the changes are unpredictable.

The boy glanced through it briefly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

This spell was even more mysterious than he had imagined.

While thinking, he put the jade slip back and picked up other spells to read.

He picked up five jade slips in succession. Although the spells contained in them were not as mysterious as the "Nine Changes of Thunder", they all had their merits.

"Unfortunately, I don't have enough time."

Zhang Yuanzhu sighed softly.

He stopped looking through the jade slips on the bookshelf and walked towards the stairs in the corner.

The second floor is where spells related to the stars are stored.

In a few breaths, Zhang Yuanzhu climbed up the stairs.

Compared to the first floor, the second floor is much more spacious.

He passed by each bookshelf and finally stopped in the middle.

Looking at the jade slips and ancient books covered in light, as well as the star patterns carved on the bookshelf.

Stretch out your palm, change your five fingers, and make hand seals.

In an instant, the light film on the entire bookshelf dissipated.

Zhang Yuanzhu had an expressionless face as he picked up an ancient book and started flipping through it.

Tianhe Star-Breaking Finger: Pure starlight condenses at the fingertips, and with one finger, it can shatter mountains and rivers, penetrate the void, and kill powerful enemies.

How to extract starlight and how to temper fingers are all recorded in ancient books.

"Close combat spells are rare."

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

Turn the pages of the book with your hands, carefully observe the way of extracting starlight, and remember it in your mind.

After a while, he put the ancient book back and continued to pick up the jade slips to open them. One after another, spells about the stars were cast down.

These spells, though excellent, did not meet his requirements.

Until, he picked up an ancient book and held it in his palm.

The entire book looks like it's made of silver, with "Yaoguang Xingyi" engraved on the cover.

Weaving starlight, covering the whole body, immune to Taoism, this is a spell to protect oneself.

As he continued to flip through the pages, Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled up with joy.

This technique was not very useful to him in protecting himself, but he was satisfied with its use and stimulation of starlight.

It is enough to combine with "Thousand Stars Falling" to complete the Qiankun Seal.

If there's no better spell, this is it.

While thinking, he put the silver ancient book into his arms and continued to look through the other jade slips.

Time passed by minute by minute, and I didn't know how much time had passed.

The bookshelf in front of Zhang Yuanzhu was covered with glazing film again.

'The twelfth level of Qi training, "Yaoguang Xingyi".'

The young man whispered in his heart.

He turned around and walked out of the attic.

……

The main vein of Zhuoyang, the place where tools are cast, is filled with the constant sound of metal clashing.

A slender figure, draped in a red robe, stepped in.

In an instant, the noise turned into silence.

In front of the huge bronze tripod, two figures stood side by side, looking at the flames burning in the tripod and the dark golden armor floating in it.

Elder Gong was shirtless, constantly making hand seals to control the flames and smelt the spiritual materials.

"Yuanzhu, we are only one step away. Please wait a moment."

"it is good."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded, letting his arms hang naturally as he watched the elder's movements.

After about an incense stick of time, Elder Gong stopped what he was doing, and the raging flames were extinguished.

The big man waved his hand, and streams of light flew out from his arms and from the bronze tripod, floating in front of the two people.

The ball of light is dazzling, and you can vaguely see objects floating in it.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes swept across and finally stopped at a ball of blood-red light.

Elder Gong followed the young man's gaze and walked over with a smile on his face, seeming to be very satisfied with the artifacts.

A thought.

The blood dissipated, revealing a long knife.

The blade is mostly red, and the handle is jet black. Black lines extend upward from the handle and converge at the tip of the blade.

Blood, murderous intent, mixed with sharpness, filled the space.

"This sword is a fusion of the Blood Halberd and the Black Crystal Spear, and it doesn't have many abilities."

"Only sharp, fast, and strong."

Listening to the big man's explanation, Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the knife.

Tap lightly with five fingers.

hum~
With the sound of a sword, the sword light burst out.

It was extremely dazzling and gorgeous, and the entire room was immersed in a sea of sword light.

hum~
There was another sound of swords, and the sea of swords dissipated.

The young man stroked the blade, his eyes revealing fondness.

"Nice knife, I like it very much."

Remove the scabbard from the storage bag.

Bang!

The long sword was sheathed, its edge retracted, and hung around the waist.

"Elder Gong, does this sword have a name?"

"Wuming, you choose it yourself."

The young man stroked the hilt of the knife with his palm, feeling the coldness coming from his fingertips.

"The blade is crimson, with black lines like chains. This blade is called the Dragon Prisoner Blade."

"Imprison the dragon, imprison and kill the real dragon?"

"Good name!"

Elder Gong patted his hands together.

Zhang Yuanzhu has already turned his attention to the remaining magic weapons.

He stretched out his free hand and made a light gesture.

The golden bell and the moon disk broke free from the brilliance and fell into the palm of the young girl.

Bend your five fingers slightly and tap the golden bell and silver plate.

In an instant, golden light and moonlight appeared, collided, intertwined, and rendered the attic.

"Yes, they have all been upgraded to top-grade magical instruments."

He put the candlelight clock and the moon disk in his arms and looked at the last two balls of light.

Elder Gong flicked his sleeves, and the yellow jade boat and dark gold armor all fell in front of Zhang Yuanzhu.

"Fortunately, we have fulfilled our mission and successfully reforged all the magical instruments."

“Thank you, senior!”

Zhang Yuanzhu took the last two objects with a sincere expression.

Bow with fists!
"Since all the instruments have been recast, I will not disturb you, Elder."

As the words fell, the young man took a step forward and walked towards his own cave.

He now has one last and most important thing to prepare.

Once it's completed, you can set off.

The big man looked at the departing figure with a complicated expression in his eyes. He had noticed something unusual from some of the boy's movements.

The other party acted too hastily.

Elder Gong held the bronze tripod with one hand and sighed softly.

(End of this chapter)