Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 297 Zhang Yuanzhu: I've come to keep my promise and take you home! (4000)

Inside the ancient hall, a moment of silence fell as the voice of the Tai Ri Dao lineage expert faded.

Chen Zijing is stationed at the border, so it seems that it is indeed appropriate for the Zhuoyang lineage to go there.

However, whether Tai Ri Dao Mai's proposal stemmed from personal grudges or public interest is for everyone to judge.

"Heh heh heh"

“What you say is very true, I agree with this action.”

The powerful figure, shrouded in black mist, chuckled softly.

The other lineages remained silent, exchanging glances and nodding in response.

"Then join the Scorching Sun lineage. As for the remaining three lineages, do you all have any suggestions?"

The figure cradling the Qilin, stroking its dark scales, proposed:
"The water magic of the Vast Ocean is quite remarkable. There are many water veins along the border; we may go and give it a try."

"Can!"

Everyone nodded.

"The border battle was fierce, with corpses strewn across the fields, making it a good place for those with the Corpse Refining Cultivation ...

“Yuan Kingdom has recently annexed part of Qian Kingdom’s territory and is not behaving itself. Let Chuyun’s lineage take the lead.”

In a few words, the seven major meridians weighed the pros and cons and made a decision.

Led by the Sword Sect lineage, the four lineages of Zhuoyang, Hanhai, Lianshi, and Chuyun went to provide support.

In this way, Immortal Soldier Valley has already used up a small portion of its strength in this battle between humans and demons.

The two major lineages and the six legal lineages contain countless schemes and plots.

The conversation inside the hall continued, with some details needing to be clarified.

the other side.

The battle within the Azure Thunder Dharma Lineage is nearing its end.

One after another, the 'demonic cultivators' perished within the great formation, turning into dust.

Only one figure struggled desperately, unleashing one magical artifact, spell, and even secret treasure after another, stirring up the divine flames and distorting the great formation.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you beggar, do you know what you're doing?"

The long howl shook the heavens and caused a large number of array patterns to collapse.

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was indifferent as he watched the struggling figure, then his hand clenched in mid-air.

A golden warhammer rose from the center of the formation and appeared between his fingers.

“You wicked demons, one day I will wipe you all out.”

Step forward, raise your arms.

Boom!

The entire sea of ​​fire boiled instantly, and the last bit of power of the great formation was squeezed out.

Countless flames gathered in the sky, transforming into a golden warhammer, vast and magnificent, obscuring the clouds.

The young man's eyes were cold, and his raised hand suddenly pressed down.

Its daybreak!
The sky and the earth were brighter than ever before.

The warhammer, burning with divine flames, crashed to the earth with tremendous force.

A figure struggled frantically, desperately channeling its magical power, its nine-layered spiritual platform trembling again and again in an attempt to survive.

He was a powerful cultivator at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, with a chance of condensing evil energy, yet he was about to die in his own sect.

He is unwilling!
At this moment, he no longer cared about concealing his aura or pretending to be a demonic cultivator.

He wants to live!
The demonic aura dissipated, and wisps of golden flames rose from his body.

At this moment, magic and magical artifacts unleashed their true power, crashing into the warhammer.

Boom!

The magical artifacts shattered, the spells vanished, and the talismans and secret treasures all turned to ashes.

But the impact of the warhammer deflected him, giving him a sliver of hope.

bang~
The arm exploded.

A figure staggered backward, clutching his arm, his eyes filled with excitement.

Despite suffering heavy losses and greatly diminished strength, they ultimately survived.

Next, he was determined to get revenge on this madman.
"You old pig-dog, how dare you impersonate a sect disciple! Die!"

A crimson figure, moving against the light and flames, rushed towards them with lightning speed.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were icy cold as he swung his hammer, which instantly struck the Taoist's chest.

Crackling!

Ultimate power and ultimate speed, erupting in an instant.

The enemy's entire chest exploded open, revealing his writhing internal organs.

"I'm."

A hand crackling with lightning suddenly pressed against his face, interrupting his words.

Under immense force, its neck twisted, its entire body tilted and tumbled, and it flew backward, leaving behind a ravine that stretched for dozens of miles.

Amidst the billowing dust, Zhang Yuanzhu stood with his feet on the Taoist's back, his body slightly bent, and spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Old pig and dog, the road to the Yellow Springs is long, don't rush, the entire Tai Ri lineage will go there."

As the words fell, his foot suddenly exerted force, crushing the heart and extinguishing all life.

He flicked his sleeve, and the mutilated corpse vanished. He turned back to look at the motionless Azure Thunder Dharma Lineage.

The young man's eyes were calm, and his heart was not greatly disturbed.

He can clearly distinguish between personal feelings and his duty.

With a burst of power from his feet, his figure shot out and disappeared into the sky like a bolt of lightning.

After entering the common area of ​​Immortal Soldier Valley, Zhang Yuanzhu did not go to the Zhuoyang Dharma Lineage.

Instead, it traveled thousands of miles away from the Azure Thunder Dharma Lineage and finally stopped in a forest.

After sensing that the surrounding area was safe, he set up a large array and restored his magical power.

Although the battle was brief, it consumed a significant amount of magical energy.

The killing formation he set up, though situated in a unique terrain, wasn't particularly outstanding. It took a great deal of magical power to kill his opponent.

Moreover, most of the array plates and flags have been used up and need to be replenished.

Lost in thought, the young man sat cross-legged, and with each exhale and inhale, countless streams of spiritual energy surged forth.

Within the earth, spiritual energy surged and flowed towards the dantian.

Time passed second by second, and the magic power gradually increased.

An hour later.

Zhang Yuanzhu's magical power was restored, and he stretched out his palm and waved it gently.

The remains of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator appeared before him. He stood up and lightly touched the corpse with his five fingers.

Soon, a storage bag appeared in his hand.

The restriction was lifted, and spiritual sense probed into it.

The young man shook his head; they were all spirit stones and medicinal herbs, not particularly valuable.

The magical artifacts, secret treasures, and talismans—all precious items—were likely exhausted in the battle just now.

With a flick of his wrist, he put away the storage bag and focused his gaze on the cultivator's corpse.

That's the biggest gain.

However, it cannot be refined here.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked up at the sky; the sun shone brightly overhead, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky.

He knew, however, that in the common area of ​​Immortal Soldier Valley, there was always a Dao artifact that monitored all cultivators and maintained the rules.

"What a sight it would be for me if I could one day wield a Dao artifact forged by the seven veins together."

The young man muttered to himself.

He only knew that above spiritual artifacts were demonic artifacts, which could only be successfully forged with corresponding demonic energy, and were tools of true cultivators in the Condensing Demonic Energy Realm.

However, most cultivators at the Condensation Realm spend their entire lives using spiritual artifacts and have no opportunity to possess demonic artifacts.

As for other grades of tools, he knew nothing about them.

He shook his head, cutting off the distracting thoughts in his mind, and made a gesture with his palm.

A array of plates rose up and converged into the palm of the hand.

Once the formation was removed, the corpses were collected.

With a thought, the Yellow Jade Boat appeared.

The young man leaped up and steered the flying boat forward.

Mountains, rivers, earth, and forests passed beneath him as he stood on the deck, flipping through the cultivation manual.

Time passed, and five days later.

The jade boat glided across the sky, and a tall, slender figure leaped off the deck.

boom!
Dust flew everywhere as Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the ground, scanning his surroundings.

The mountain range stretches for tens of thousands of miles, like a giant dragon coiled on the ground, covered with lush vegetation, and the sounds of beasts roaring and birds singing can be heard from time to time. With its beautiful mountains and clear waters, and abundant spiritual energy, it is a rare treasure land.

'The Azure Heaven Dharma Lineage!'

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself, leaning against a tree trunk and waiting quietly.

He came here to fulfill his promise and take Dahuang back.

The sun sets, and the bright moon rises.

A beautiful figure and a beastly figure appeared at the edge of the world, rapidly approaching.

"Senior brother~"

"Woof woof~ Dao Master~"

Two voices came at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, a dog demon the size of a calf rushed in front of the young man and circled him wildly.

Its tongue lolled out, and its beastly eyes were filled with excitement.

"Wang~wang~"

"Dao Master, you're back! That's wonderful!"

Big Yellow stopped its beastly body and rubbed its head against the robe.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked helpless, stretched out his hand, and patted the dog's head:

"Sixth level of Qi Refining, it seems he hasn't neglected his cultivation these past few years."

He paused, his gaze lowered, and a smile appeared on his face:
"Big Yellow, I've come to take you home!"

He looked up at the beautiful woman in the green dress standing in front of him, his expression serious:

"Junior sister, I'm back."

Pinkie Pie glanced at Big Yellow, who was blocking her way, out of the corner of her eye.

Despite being less skilled than himself, he ran so fast that he blocked the contact between himself and his senior brother.

Normally, Bai would treat this dog demon very well.

Her beautiful eyes were gentle and warm, and her red lips were slightly parted.
"Senior brother, the Beast Taming Secret Realm cannot stop you; the Battle of Yinming Mountain cannot stop you either; I firmly believe that we can definitely cross the thousands of miles of demonic land."

The woman spoke softly, her voice brimming with confidence.

She took graceful steps forward, standing just a step away from the young man, sensing his vast and boundless aura.

"Congratulations on successfully establishing your foundation! May you live to be 240 years old."

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his hand from the dog's head:
"It's just taking a step on the path to immortality. Junior sister is at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and it won't be long before she can establish her foundation."

"Thank you for your help during this time, junior sister!"

With his five fingers spread, a streak of light flew out from the storage bag and hovered in his palm.

That was a long, black and red sword, imbued with sharpness and fighting spirit.

With just one glance, Biqi seemed to see a terrifying scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with the floating corpses of powerful figures.

This is a killing blade!

"A top-grade magic weapon—the Dragon-Binding Blade, as a gift for my junior sister after she broke through to the tenth level."

This longsword is considered top-grade among high-level magic weapons, but as he broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage, it could no longer keep up with his strength.

This serves as a token of my gratitude for our meeting.

"The Dragon-Trapping Blade?"

Biqi stretched out her jade hand and stroked the blade, feeling the coolness from her fingertips.

"It was this sword that accompanied my senior brother on his conquests, across the demonic lands, and back to the sect."

The young man nodded slightly, his expression gentle.

"Slaying prodigies, battling powerful opponents, treading on blood and bones, I have returned."

The woman gripped the knife handle tightly with her five fingers, pulled it to her front, and her eyes revealed her fondness.

He liked anything his senior brother gave him, just like the black armor (the standard armor Zhang Yuanzhu wore during the war against Yan, which he gave to a woman when he was fleeing), and the Dragon-Trapping Blade in front of him.

Biqi carefully put away the Dragon-Trapping Blade, and with a flip of her hand, three jade bottles appeared in her palm.

Each jade bottle was surrounded by a pale yellow mist, and the sound of churning water could be faintly heard.

"Isn't Senior Brother an expert in corpse refining?"

"This is the essence of the Yellow Springs, a rare treasure for refining corpses. I collected it for my senior brother a year ago."

She had personally witnessed her senior brother's skeletal corpse demon, which was incredibly powerful. These spiritual items would be perfect for enhancing her senior brother's corpse refining.

"Yellow Spring Water Essence?"

A ripple stirred deep within Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes.

Similar to the Jade Spirit Flame, the Yellow Spring Water Essence is also a specialty of the Azure Heaven lineage, extremely precious, and only produced once every hundred years.

Once it appears, it will inevitably be sought after by those with the Corpse Refining lineage, and there will be very few that are kept secret.

Such spiritual water far surpasses even top-grade magical artifacts; it is a treasure for those at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Call ~
I sighed softly to myself.

It seems I'll be staying here for a while.

He extended his hand and took the jade bottle.

"Thank you for your trouble!"

He stepped forward and stood beside the woman, gazing at the rolling mountain range.

"When I last visited the Biluo lineage, I did not witness the vastness of its lineage. I wonder if I will be able to tour it this time."

“Of course, I will lead the way for you, senior brother.”

A hint of joy flashed in Pinkie Pie's eyes.

He turned around and led the young man into the mountains, with Big Yellow following closely behind.

The bright moon shines down, casting its light upon the earth.

A man, a woman, and a yellow dog, one in front and one behind, entered the mountains and disappeared into the jungle.

Throughout the entire conversation, Biqi did not inquire about Ye Jinxian, and Zhang Yuanzhu did not respond either; the two consciously avoided the topic.

In the mountains, Zhang Yuanzhu followed the woman's footsteps, moving forward and seeing all sorts of scenery.

Ancient trees reach for the sky; clear waters flow endlessly; and the Yellow Springs, decaying and spreading for miles, are present.
This is a landscape completely different from the scorching sun and thunderous lightning; it is a unique sight formed after a thousand years of Taoist tradition.

However, most of the cultivators I saw were rather weak, clearly not yet recovered from the defeat at Yinming Mountain.

From night to day, the two walked side by side, traveling through magnificent landscapes and discussing scriptures and doctrines from time to time.

"If Father hadn't gone into seclusion, he would have personally summoned my senior brother."

The woman's beautiful hair cascaded down her back, her emerald green dress fluttered in the breeze, and a faint fragrance wafted by the breeze, which the young man caught his whiff.

Zhang Yuanzhu shook his head indifferently.

"That's enough, how could I trouble you, senior?"

He stopped, turned sideways, and his double pupils met the woman's gaze directly:
"After my tour, I had some thoughts and decided to retreat into seclusion for a period of time to cultivate myself."

"Dahuang and I will protect our senior brother."

Pinkie Pie looked serious.

Big Yellow barked a few times, its beastly eyes filled with seriousness.

The young man smiled and nodded slightly.

He then raised his palm and gently waved it, sending array plates flying out and sinking into the earth.

In the blink of an eye, a formation had been set up.

With a thought, lightning erupted, and the earth beneath him tore apart.

The youth stepped downwards, lightning flashed, shattering rocks and tearing apart the soil.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the simple cave dwelling was completed.

Zhang Yuanzhu entered the room, sat down cross-legged, and waved his hands.

Two corpses appeared before him, each exuding a powerful aura and a sense of majesty even in death.

A corpse had its chest exploded and its left arm gone; it was a Foundation Establishment Peak expert who had been killed not long ago.

One of the corpses was a beast, shaped like a lion, with crimson scales and a single horn on its head. This was also a demonic beast at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

It was a gift he and Elder Huo prepared when they went to the Azure Thunder Dharma Vein to seek cultivation techniques, but unfortunately, it was rejected by Elder Feng.

Now is the perfect time to refine it and give it to my friend as a means of protection.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were deep, and he no longer hesitated.

He raised his arms and, following the instructions in "Refining Corpses from Bones," formed a series of hand seals and cast them out.

In an instant, crimson flames, as red as blood, rose from the Taoist's corpse.

Flesh, skin, hair, and internal organs began to dissolve, turning into drops of liquid that seeped into the bones.

Haha~ Waaah~
Resentment arose, ghostly wails and howls filled the room, making it eerie and sinister.

(End of this chapter)