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Chapter 259 The Seven Treasures Tree Stirs Up Strange Things, What the Hell Is It? (4000 words)

Zhang Yuanzhu moved with incredible speed, following the perception brought by the [Special Ability] tracking ability, and continued to move forward.

The surrounding skeletons and demonic energy gradually increased, and some metal fragments could even be seen.

Unfortunately, whether it was bones or metal fragments, they shattered at the slightest touch, having long lost their essence and become mere mortal objects.

As time passed, rings of stars appeared around him, dispelling the dense demonic energy.

"almost!"

The boy sensed his target, his eyes cold.

The two teleported to a location that wasn't far away, and with his speed, he could catch up quickly.

A cup of tea!

One stick of incense!
Half an hour!!!

Boom!

A deafening roar came from not far away, accompanied by howling demonic energy and hissing sounds.

The boy's double pupils narrowed slightly.

The next moment, he exerted force with his feet and darted out rapidly.

Like a long sword imbued with starlight, it instantly tore through the dense demonic mist and arrived at the land of roaring thunder.

The hunchbacked old woman stood in front of a corpse with great surprise, her hand seemingly still tightly clutching something.

The corpse was enormous, a full hundred feet long, lying on the ground, emanating demonic energy.

"You old pig and dog, I've come to send you to the Yellow Springs."

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was indifferent, and the star rings around his body vibrated in unison, then merged and transformed.

A long spear made of starlight appeared in front of the boy.

It shot out!

The spear sliced ​​through the air and pressed against the old woman's chest.

Stab it!

Blood splattered, and the hunched figure staggered backward.

"cough~"

"How did you find this place? I clearly used a secret technique to conceal my presence."

The old woman coughed up blood, her chest flesh writhing wildly, bursting forth streaks of bloody light as she resisted the spear.

Their wrinkled hands gripped the spear together.

Click!

It was crushed and burst, turning into a sky full of starlight.

“Young man, without the support of the great formation, you are no match for me.”

The old woman let out a long howl, and streaks of blood spurted out, with figures emerging from behind her.

Even though she was severely injured and on the verge of death, she was still a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, and she managed to catch her breath in the Ancient Demon Graveyard.

This is no longer a situation that a junior can humiliate.

Without uttering any further words, Zhang Yuanzhu sent a golden bell flying from his robes and hovering above his head.

It was as if a golden sun was rising, erasing the layers of blood and demonic energy.

He strode forward, his surging blood and qi, mixed with golden light, permeating every tiny corner of the ground.

Boom~boom~
The bells rang out continuously, and one after another, the painted masks exploded and turned into dust.

Even the old woman coughed up blood and retreated.

She stared in disbelief at the approaching crimson figure. How could someone who had only reached the Qi Refining stage be so powerful?

Zhang Yuanzhu remained expressionless, his body slightly leaning forward.

With an extremely simple movement, the golden light that filled the space began to boil and spread in all directions.

Step forward, raise your arms.

Punch!

His fist, like a blazing sun, shattered the blood-red light and engulfed the old woman.

"Ah~"

Amidst the piercing wails, a streak of blood-red light burst forth, piercing the sun and fleeing into the distance.

"You little devil, I will eat your flesh alive."

Zhang Yuanzhu stood with his fist clenched, watching the blood-red light disappear into the sky in an instant, his expression calm.

A Foundation Establishment Peak cultivator is indeed difficult to kill, but within the Ancient Demon Battlefield, where can you escape to?

With a flick of his sleeve, the hundred-foot-long pile of white bones on the ground vanished.

Strands of golden light fell from the golden bell.

In the next instant, it transformed into a rainbow and disappeared, beginning its pursuit.

In the following days, the two clashed repeatedly on the hills, in the sea of ​​bones, and in the places where demonic energy was most concentrated.

defeat!
Another defeat!!
Another defeat!
The old woman suffered defeat after defeat, fleeing in panic like a stray dog, living in constant fear.

"I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this!!"

"My physical body is severely injured, my magical power is exhausted, and my spiritual consciousness is weak. Give me time to recover, and I will definitely win."

The old woman stumbled and ran across the land, muttering to herself.

She looked utterly wretched at that moment. Her white hair was scattered about, one arm and one hand were gone, and her already ugly face had been torn off, revealing her bare bones.

Suddenly, the old woman stopped in her tracks, standing there in a daze, staring at the red figure leaning against a skeleton.

Open your mouth.

boom!
A hand engulfed in flames instantly traversed space and pressed against the face.

His entire body leaned back uncontrollably, fell, and rolled, carving out furrows that stretched for miles across the earth.

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped on the old woman's head, a smug smile playing on his lips.

"Old pig and dog, if you encounter the monk Kongding on the road to the underworld, please give him my regards."

Bang!
With a powerful stomp of his foot, the old woman's upper body exploded, turning into a bloody mist.
Before the blood could even settle, crimson-gold flames rose up, incinerating everything.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his gaze, looking at the only remaining storage bag.

The manhunt, which lasted for several days, is over!

He extended his palm and gently beckoned.

The storage bag then floated into my palm.

One last glance around.

He turned around and strode toward the nearest hill.

The enemy is dead, so there's no need to worry about any recurrence. Let's take advantage of the downtime in the Ancient Demon Battlefield and go into seclusion for a while.

Prepare to leave this space and cross the Demon Land.

Zhang Yuanzhu arrived at the hill and extended his hand, generating crimson-gold flames.
Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
Lava dripped from the rock wall, forming a cave.

The boy stepped inside, and patterns appeared beneath his feet.

Soon, the simple cave dwelling was successfully built.

Zhang Yuanzhu took out a futon and sat cross-legged. He prepared to go into seclusion here and wait for the opportunity to leave the ancient demon battlefield.

Extend your palm and wave it gently.

Streams of light flew out from his bosom and hovered in front of him, including jade slips, storage bags, and a huge skeleton.

These items are all the harvests from this period of time.

He first picked up the jade slip he had obtained from the monk Kongding and probed into it with his consciousness.

The words "Maha's Robe Crossing" came to mind.

Immediately, the Buddhist scripture was quickly flipped through.

The method for converting vengeful spirits recorded on the jade slip greatly broadened his knowledge.

The Buddha image is engraved on the robe, and when the wronged souls are received, the robe is thrown out to guide them to salvation, so as to contain all the sorrow and suffering of the world within a small space.

This method of salvation relies more on Buddhist instruments than on reciting scriptures.

Of course, the more one tries to convert wronged souls, the stronger the Buddhist artifacts become. Rather than a method of conversion, it is more like a secret Buddhist technique.

The young man nodded and placed the jade slip aside.

He planned to finish taking stock of the spoils of war before practicing the methods of salvation.

Then, he turned his gaze to the enormous skeleton.

This skeleton is no ordinary skeleton; having withstood the test of time, it still retains a small amount of essence.

With a thought,
The white bone beads at his waist trembled slightly, floated up, and drifted down above the corpse.

Strands of corpse energy descended, beginning to absorb the essence of the corpses.

Finally, Zhang Yuanzhu fixed his gaze on the storage bag.

He vividly remembered the first time he met the old woman in this space; the ecstatic joy on her face clearly indicated that she had gained quite a bit.

"I'm really looking forward to a spiritual item that can make a Foundation Establishment Ninth Level cultivator ecstatic."

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, and crimson-gold light bloomed from his fingertips, covering his palm. Then, he grabbed the storage bag and broke through the array on it.

The bag was turned upside down and poured out.

Wow~Wow~
Flesh, bones, skin, and magical artifacts fell continuously.

With a wave of his hand, the boy burned all the blood, flesh, filth, muscles, and skin to ashes.

There are also a few remaining magical artifacts, filled with the sounds of wronged spirits, weeping, and wailing, clearly crafted using demonic methods.

He sealed the magical artifact and placed it aside, then looked at the remaining miscellaneous items, his brow furrowing slightly.

They were all ordinary items, nothing precious or magical.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes flickered, his mind racing.

Was it a misjudgment on his part, or did the old woman hide the treasure along the way, or was it simply that his eyesight was limited and he couldn't recognize it?

The thoughts in my mind did not affect the movements in my hands.

A raging fire began to burn on the debris, spirit stones crumbled, clothes turned to ash, and pills were charred black. All the debris was turning to ashes.

Suddenly, the boy's pupils contracted slightly. He saw a fragment floating in the crimson-gold flames, without changing at all.

The fragment was only the size of a fingernail, bluish in color, and slightly curved, resembling the remains of a broken bell.

Is this the item?

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself, then reached out his hand, past the flames, and grabbed at the fragment.

The instant your fingertips touched the fragment.

Deep within my heart, the Seven Treasures Tree sways gently, its branches and leaves trembling with joy.

Boom~
It was as if a thunderclap had exploded in my mind, blurring my vision.

When vision became clear again.

blue!

It's still cyan!

Everywhere the eye could see, there was a blue glow.

He raised his head, looking at the azure sun in the sky, his brows furrowed.

The next moment, even with Zhang Yuanzhu's composure, he could not maintain his calmness, and the azure sun began to sway.

No! It's the green leaves that are swaying!
What great sun? It was clearly just a green leaf.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained silent, unleashing the full power of his Eye of Truth technique, but apart from the green leaf, he still found nothing.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the boy's figure slowly disappeared.

Lines, like mountain ranges, emerged from the earth, uneven and slowly moving.

'What exactly is that thing?'

Zhang Yuanzhu recalled what he had just seen and heard, his double pupils half-closed.

"Is it really a tree?"

The boy spoke softly, his gaze lowered, staring intently at the fragment in his palm.

At the same time, he also felt a joy emanating from the Seven Treasures Tree deep within his heart, and felt an inexplicable affinity for the fragment in his palm.

This fragment is related to the Seven Treasures Mystic Arts and Supernatural Powers.

A variety of thoughts swirled in my mind, finally settling into two words:
"Control!"

what!
The fragment was still in his palm; it hadn't disappeared.

The boy's expression returned to calm, and he tried 'Palm Control' again. The blue fragment in his palm remained unchanged.

"hehe!"

"Things are getting interesting!"

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled.

He placed the fragments into a jade box, sealed it with multiple layers of seals, and kept it close to his body.

Since I began my cultivation, this is the first time I have encountered something that can cause changes in the Seven Treasures Tree. Naturally, I must preserve it well so that I can comprehend it in the future.

He is weak now, but he will surely reap the rewards when he becomes stronger in the future.

After placing the jade box, Zhang Yuanzhu wasted no time.

He picked up the jade slip beside him and began to read it.

The essential meaning of the Mahayana sutra kept replaying in my mind, and various methods of practice were memorized.

This method of salvation was relatively simple for him to practice.

Whether it's Buddhist inscriptions or the vengeful spirits that need to be converted at the beginning of the journey, it's all done with ease.

However, he still spent a long time studying the scriptures, making sure he understood the various challenges and techniques, before taking out a red robe from his storage bag.

This robe, unlike the standard red robe he usually wore, was forged from various precious spiritual objects.

According to the mountain lord, these were clothes that would not dishonor his status when he took over the leadership in the future.

However, in his view, as long as he had enough strength, no one would dare to bare their teeth even if he wore an ordinary robe.

He placed the red robe on the ground, stretched out his palm, and a little bit of blood dripped from his fingertips.

The patterns transformed into designs on the red robe, and the five fingers moved in a continuous series of hand seals.

The patterns constantly changed and twisted, covering every inch of the red robe.

It took him more than half a day to stop the hand seal.

Holding the jade slip in his palm, with his arms resting flat on his knees, he began to recite the scriptures:

"When the three poisons burn down, then one sees the sacred mountain covered in snow."

The boy's voice was calm, and the chanting of sutras continued. Wisps of Buddhist light emanated from his body, making him appear solemn and dignified.

As time passed, the chanting grew louder and louder, resounding throughout the cave. One by one, Buddhist characters appeared in the air and disappeared into the red robe.

The blood-red patterns gradually turned golden.

In the blink of an eye, seven days have passed.

The loud chanting inside the cave gradually subsided until it disappeared.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged, his gaze lowered, looking at the robe covered with golden Buddhist patterns.

He reached out and slowly draped it over her shoulders.

The boy clasped his hands together, and layers of Buddhist light burst forth from his body, illuminating the cave.

It brings peace and tranquility, like the Buddha descending to earth to save all living beings.

"Buddhism is not bad!"

Young people's whispers.

After seven days and seven nights of reciting Buddhist scriptures, I naturally experienced the profound mysteries of Buddhism.

Unfortunately, he had already chosen his own path.

However, in the future, he may well transform into a Buddha and enter the realm of Yin and Yang, thus contributing to his own path.

He snapped out of his jumbled thoughts and turned his gaze to a corner where several sealed magical artifacts lay.

Next comes the final step in completing the "Mahayana Kasaya Crossing" method: liberating wronged souls.

A move with the palm of your hand.

The bronze mirror artifact drifted down, wisps of demonic energy emanating from it, and distorted, ferocious ghostly figures could be vaguely seen on the mirror's surface.

Zhang Yuanzhu flicked his robe, which then enveloped the bronze mirror.

In an instant, the grand chanting of sutras intertwined with the Buddha's light, and the demonic energy began to melt away like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

One by one, the hideous ghostly figures regained their composure, bowed respectfully, and slowly dispersed.

With each soul that bows down, the Buddha's light grows stronger.

Once the mirror artifacts were completely purified, the robes fluttered and covered all the artifacts in the corner.

One by one, it transforms!

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea passed before the robes floated down again and were draped over his body.

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the Buddhist nature contained within the robe and nodded in satisfaction.

With this item, one will not need to directly annihilate the vengeful spirits encountered during the journey to Demon Mountain.

A thought.

The Buddhist patterns on the robe disappeared, and it transformed back into a red robe.

Having completed the Buddhist method of salvation, the next step is to cultivate the "Record of Blazing Sun True Fire".

He took out the Great Sun Spirit Essence from his bosom and placed it on his abdomen, beginning his full-fledged cultivation.

Golden rays burst forth from his abdomen, combining with the magical power in his dantian to enhance his cultivation.

As time went by, he became completely immersed in his cultivation.

half a month later.

Zhang Yuanzhu suddenly opened his eyes, feeling the rejection coming from all around him, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The information from Monk Kongding is correct; the Ancient Demon Graveyard can indeed be left in a short time.

Without resistance, the boy succumbed to the rejection, his figure blurring until he disappeared into the cave.

(End of this chapter)