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Chapter 293 The Departure of an Old Friend, The Choice of the Azure Thunder Lineage (4000 words)

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his gaze, scanning the corpses one by one.

There are all kinds of demonic beasts at various levels, including Qi Gathering, Qi Refining, Foundation Building, and even Qi Condensation.

After searching for a while, he finally took away the remains of two Thunder Beasts at the Foundation Establishment stage and the remains of a Spirit at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Then, he strode out of the attic without the slightest hesitation.

After returning to his cave, Zhang Yuanzhu first took out the hearts of the two thunder beasts as reserves for body tempering.

With a wave of his hand, the white bone bead flew out from his bosom, hovering above the three corpses of demonic beasts and spirits, absorbing their blood essence to repair itself.

He also took the opportunity to activate the lightning seed in his heart and accelerate his body tempering.

Time flies, and two days have already passed.

The night was deep, and the bright moon shone brightly.

A tall, slender figure walked forward in the moonlight.

He crossed the crimson bamboo forest and came to a flowerbed where the silvery sunlight shone down, and all kinds of flowers vied for beauty, dazzling and intoxicating.

"Junior sister is indeed a refined person."

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, took another step, walked around the flowerbed, and arrived in front of the cave.

He reached out and gently knocked on the stone door.

dong dong~
A knock came at the door, and footsteps soon followed from inside the cave.

Crunch!

The door opened, and a woman with a beautiful face, dressed in a gray robe, appeared at the threshold, her eyes filled with doubt.

"Senior brother, what is it?"

The young man extended his palm, fingers spread, and handed over a white bead.

The bead is pure white, exuding a sense of holiness, and has some tiny cracks on its surface.

"Outside the sect, dangers lurk everywhere. A Foundation Establishment stage corpse is just the right means of protection."

boom!
Qin Yuyao remained silent, staring blankly at the white bone bead handed to her.

Is this why her senior brother made her wait for two days?

She had assumed she needed to consult the elders.
Looking up at the young man's face, a thousand words welled up in my heart, but I didn't know where to begin.

Frank, resolute, and without a trace of hidden darkness, that was her senior brother.

She had never encountered this before, and she may never encounter it in the future.

The woman shook her head and whispered:

"Senior brother, please take back this refined corpse."

"The corpse-refining mark has been removed, and the departure procedures have been prepared."

Zhang Yuanzhu threw the white bone bead in front of the woman.

He turned around and walked towards his own cave dwelling.

"A corpse at the third level of Foundation Establishment cannot even withstand a single blow from me. It is of no use to me. Take it."

The young man chuckled, raised his hand, and waved it casually.

Qin Yuyao pursed her red lips, watching the departing figure until it disappeared from sight before turning her gaze away.

Her delicate hand reached out and grasped the bone bead, sensing the immense power contained within, she murmured to herself:

"Senior brother, someone like you must reach the end of the path to immortality."

early morning.

A jade boat set off from the main vein of Zhuoyang and sped westward.

Two figures stood at the bow of the boat, looking down at the magnificent landscape.

Huo Lao withdrew his gaze and examined the boat.

"Yuanzhu, the flying boat is so badly damaged, it's time to rebuild it."

Zhang Yuanzhu looked helpless and nodded slightly.

After the trip to Fallen Demon Mountain, Huang Yuzhou was on the verge of collapse and had no value for repair, so it was indeed necessary to exchange it.

However, these are all minor matters. Even if a flying device is quite valuable, it is nothing to him.

Now, what's important is...
"Senior, the mountain lord has gone to resist the demon race."

Huo Lao's expression instantly turned serious, his red hair flew wildly, and his five fingers clenched tightly.

"It seems you already know. I didn't want these trivial matters to bother you."

He paused, then sighed:
"When Zijing broke through to the Condensation of Evil Qi, he went to the Tai Ri Dao Vein to obtain a portion of Evil Qi and also made a corresponding Dao oath."

"The Grand Master of the Tai Ri Dao lineage has come here personally to ask the lineage to repay the debt of gratitude, but there is nothing we can do about it."

"But don't worry, Zijing is all right. After this matter, the debt to the Tai Ri Dao lineage will be completely repaid. From now on, there will only be enmity and nothing else."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded slightly. From now on, there would only be a life-or-death struggle between the two lineages.

Afterward, the young man closed his eyes, activated the lightning seed, and tempered his body.

When Elder Huo saw the young man begin his cultivation, his eyes were filled with curiosity.

He sensed a burst of intense lightning surging within the young man's body; it must be some kind of body-refining technique.

However, after briefly sensing the surroundings, he focused on controlling the Huang Yuzhou.

Azure Thunder Dharma Lineage.

The mountain range stretched for thousands of miles, dark clouds shrouded the sky, and streaks of lightning swam within it.

Lightning bolts struck the ground intermittently, leaving charred craters.

In the center of the mountain range, in a valley, sits a Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is ancient, with peeling vermilion walls bearing the marks of time, and even the main gate is rusty.

At this moment, inside the Taoist temple, figures sat cross-legged on both sides, each exuding a powerful aura.

Many powerful cultivators all turned their gazes toward the lotus platform in front of them.

Beneath the indistinctly shaped statue, an old man dressed in a blue Taoist robe and wearing a jade crown with thunder patterns sat upright, exuding immense majesty.

The old man held a crimson jade slip in his hand and scanned the group of cultivators:
"Let's discuss this. The Zhuoyang lineage wants to borrow the Daoist tradition's techniques to observe it."

Boom~
A cacophony of noises rose up, echoing throughout the Taoist temple.

The old man remained expressionless and waited quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, the noise subsided, and a middle-aged cultivator spoke in a clear voice:
"Senior Brother Mountain Lord, does the Zhuoyang lineage wish to observe lightning-attribute cultivation techniques?"

In his view, the only thing in the Azure Thunder lineage worth the other party's effort was the lightning attribute technique.

The old Taoist priest nodded.

The middle-aged cultivator was direct and to the point:
"Absolutely not! Lightning-attribute techniques are the foundation of our lineage; how can they be leaked?"

The old Taoist shook his head and tossed the jade slip in front of the middle-aged cultivator:
"The Daoist tradition owes us a favor, and that old fellow has come with a token of his trust. How can we refuse?"

"Using kindness to repay a debt!"

"The Blazing Sun Dharma Lineage—this is an act of taking advantage of someone's kindness!"

The middle-aged man growled, his face filled with dissatisfaction.

At this moment, another elder made a suggestion.

"Mountain Lord, can we stall for time? At this moment, the various Dao lineages are dissatisfied with the Scorching Sun Lineage, so how dare they stay here for long? They will naturally leave after a while."

“It’s not that we want it this way, but that the Zhuoyang lineage is greedy. If it were a normal request, what would be wrong with giving them our lives?”

"Lightning-attribute cultivation techniques are the foundation of our lineage. If we give them to others, how can we face our ancestors?"

The vast majority of cultivators in the Azure Thunder lineage disagreed with giving away the cultivation technique.

The old Taoist's eyes grew increasingly cloudy, and his arms rested flat on his knees.

Suddenly, a tall woman wearing a blue cloak and a light blue shirt stood up and walked to the center.

For a moment, the Taoist temple fell silent as all eyes turned to it.

A slender woman clasps her hands in a fist and bows.
"Grandpa, I wonder who wants to see the Taoist cultivation techniques?"

The old Taoist priest slightly raised his head and slowly uttered a name:
"Zhang Yuanzhu!"

In an instant, the silence returned.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, the seventh member of Immortal Soldier Valley!"

"When did he return?" "How could it be him? That person isn't cultivating the Blazing Sun lineage technique; is he changing his foundation?"

The tall woman listened to the surrounding noise and sighed inwardly.

Grandpa was ultimately too soft-hearted and couldn't bear to punish the elders, which led to his gradual weakening of control over the lineage.

The woman remained silent until the silence subsided before speaking:
“If it is that person, I suggest that the Daoist lineage agree to the demands of the Zhuoyang lineage.”

Turning around, he surveyed the many elders and spoke, word by word:
"Moreover, any cultivation method possessed by a sect can be shown to them, and any treasure land possessed by a sect can be used for their cultivation."

"Feng Ling, are you insane, or are you going to betray the law?"

The middle-aged cultivator sneered, before he could finish speaking.

boom!
An explosive and powerful aura swept down in an instant.

The middle-aged cultivator's face turned pale, cold sweat poured down his back, and his entire body trembled as he stared in horror at the tall figure on the lotus platform.

"Be careful!"

A calm voice echoed through the Taoist temple.

The old Taoist priest withdrew his gaze from the middle-aged cultivator and continued to look at his granddaughter:

"reason?"

The woman straightened her back and parted her red lips:

"Because he is Zhang Yuanzhu!"

"In Jiangshui City, he gave up his cultivation opportunity for a bowl of rice porridge and traveled fifty miles in the snowy night to fight.

Before the Beast Taming Dao lineage, in order to protect Qin Yuyao at the foot of Thousand Weapon Peak, he faced many Dao lineages directly;
Before the sacred Mount Tai Ri, in order to preserve the Scorching Sun Dharma Lineage, he directly used the True Lord's Talisman, risking his life for survival!

After a pause, Feng Ling's voice became even more impassioned:
"Not long ago, that person went to Fallen Demon Mountain alone, traversing tens of millions of miles of demonic land. Was he insane, trying to die?"

"Of course not, he did it to collect the remains of Ye Jinxian, who had led him onto the path of cultivation!"

The elders fell silent, naturally aware of Zhang Yuanzhu's past.

Because I understand, I cannot refute a single word.

And Feng Ling's voice continued:
"Such a proud and resolute cultivator, who repays even the smallest favor, what are you elders hesitating about?"

"Are you worried that he will reveal the techniques he has learned, or that he will become our enemy after practicing them!"

The sound faded away, and the Taoist temple fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint voice slowly drifted out.

"If it were Zhang Yuanzhu, we could let him see the cultivation method."

"Given that person's character, he certainly wouldn't do something so ungrateful."

"A precious place for cultivating techniques can also be provided. After all, it is Zhang Yuanzhu, and he will never disappoint."

Listening to the discussion among the elders, Feng Ling breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at her grandfather out of the corner of her eye.

She had fulfilled her grandfather's wishes.

Next, we await the arrival of the Scorching Sun lineage.

Bang bang bang~
The old Taoist priest, seated upright on the lotus platform, stroked his palms together, drawing everyone's attention.

"Since no one has any objections, let us keep the promise made by our ancestors, take out the cultivation manual, and let them have a look."

“The sacred sites for cultivation within the lineage can also be used by the other party.”

Feng Ling nodded and asked softly:
"We don't know when the Zhuoyang lineage will arrive, so we should prepare as soon as possible."

“They will arrive in a day, and we will personally greet them.”

"Can!"

After a few words, everyone reached a consensus.

A day later, Huang Yuzhou appeared out of nowhere, rapidly approaching the mountain range.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood at the bow of the ship, his red robe fluttering, his black hair flying, and his arm casually resting on the hilt of his sword.

He sensed the auras of the eight Foundation Establishment cultivators at the foot of the mountain, and a smile crept onto his lips:
"It seems they've made a decision."

"Although Master Feng's talent for cultivation is poor, he is still a smart man."

Huo Lao's arms hung naturally at his sides, his eyes indifferent.

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded, gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with his five fingers, and took half a step forward.

Boom~
It was just an extremely simple movement, yet the whole world shook.

Its domineering and powerful aura burst forth unrestrainedly, like a great sun suddenly squeezing into the sky, creating rolling waves of air.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Azure Thunder Dharma Lineage stared in shock and horror at the tall, slender figure.

Once your gaze is fixed on something, you can't look away; it dominates your field of vision.

They seemed to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and also felt a magnificent momentum, the confidence of being victorious in every battle and climbing over corpses.

Above the Azure Thunder Dharma Lineage, Feng Ling bit her red lips tightly. She had heard about the young man's deeds many times, marveling at his talent, and knew that Zhang Yuanzhu must be powerful in the same realm.

But only when you truly face young people can you understand what kind of talent is truly extraordinary and unmatched in the same field.

She was also a genius, having forged a mid-grade spiritual platform at the age of sixty. Looking at the approaching jade boat and the crimson figure, she dared not have the slightest thought of competing with it.

'It seems that the orthodox tradition has made the right choice.'

Feng Ling whispered to herself.

Beside her, the Foundation Establishment cultivators and even the Mountain Lord all had similar thoughts.

The old Taoist priest, clad in a blue robe and wearing a thunder-patterned crown, took a step forward and burst into laughter:

"Fire Demon, and Fellow Daoist Zhang, you've arrived."

"Quickly, follow me into the Dharma lineage. Some spiritual items have been prepared; let's have a good drink."

Zhang Yuanzhu lightly stomped his foot, and the jade boat stopped a hundred paces away from the mountain range.

The young man had a gentle expression.

Clasping hands in a fist and bowing!
"Zhang Yuanzhu, a junior disciple, greets Master Feng."

"Thank you for your help this time, senior."

He is not an ungrateful person; if the other party is willing to be friendly, then he can naturally reciprocate with goodwill.

As the young man spoke, the cultivators of the Azure Thunder Dharma Lineage all showed satisfaction and nodded slightly.

He possessed extraordinary talent, yet he was not arrogant; on the contrary, he treated others with gentleness.

At this moment, even Elder Feng felt envious and looked at Elder Huo behind the young man.

'The Zhuoyang Daoist lineage, I don't know what stroke of luck they had to accept such a disciple. All the disciples recruited by the abbot of Thousand Weapons Peak back then should be dragged out and beaten to death.'

Regardless of his thoughts, Old Master Feng waved his hand with a kind expression.

"Our two families are close friends, so why would we need to trouble ourselves?"

"Come, let's go back to the mountains now. Spirit wine, spirit fruit, spirit meat, and..."

Old Master Feng paused, his voice becoming more solemn:
"All the lightning-attribute foundation-building techniques of the Daoist lineage are ready."

Zhang Yuanzhu's double pupils were deep and profound. His arms hung naturally at his sides. Was this all the lightning-attribute foundation-building techniques?
He remembered that he had communicated with Elder Huo, and all he needed was a lightning-attribute cultivation method that could directly reach the level of Condensing Qi. It seemed that his talent and character had still garnered more investment.

He tilted his head slightly and gently touched Huo Lao's forehead.

The next moment, with a wave of his hand, the jade boat behind him disappeared.

Huo Lao and Zhang Yuanzhu appeared out of thin air and arrived in front of the group of cultivators in a few steps.

Huo Lao stretched out his palm, and a crimson-gold storage bag appeared:

"Old Master Feng, this is a small token of appreciation from the Zhuoyang Daoist lineage. Please accept it."

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes, carefully examining the storage bag and sensing the powerful energy within.

This energy has reached the limit of the Foundation Establishment Realm and involves the Condensation of Evil True Person.

"This is?"

"The remains of a fire-attribute Foundation Establishment peak demon beast can be considered as a thank you gift."

Old Master Feng looked solemn.

The corpse of a Foundation Establishment Peak demon beast. Keep in mind that he was only at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment and had not yet reached the peak of Foundation Establishment.

This monster's corpse is extremely valuable and will be of considerable help to him, however...
he does not want!
"Old Ghost Huo, put it away. There's no need for such formalities between our two lineages."

(End of this chapter)