Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 299 The Sword Sect's Dao Lineage Arrives, Refining Corpses with an Old Friend (4000)

Before the young man could refuse, Elder Huo spoke directly:
"The sect's orders and the deployment of the forces of the Scorching Sun Lineage are not something we can discuss."

Zhang Yuanzhu gripped the long ruler tightly with his five fingers, his eyes dark and brooding.

He's still too weak!

Some things can only be followed, not changed.

Huo Lao continued speaking:
"Moreover, this old man also wishes to see the true demon race."

Several elders spoke at the same time, all expressing their desire to go to the border.

The young man sat cross-legged, picked up the wine pot, and took a big gulp.

The banquet continued, and laughter gradually returned.

After an unknown amount of time, the matter of going to the border was finally settled.

The group heading to the ancient cliff mountain border for this major foundation-building exercise included Elder Huo, Zhang Yuanzhu, and two elders nearing the end of their lives.

"Everyone, go back and prepare. We will depart in ten days!"

Huo Lao raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The group of practitioners gathered together and drank from the same cup.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood up and left the palace with the crowd.

After greeting the elders around him, the young man headed towards his own cave dwelling.

In the war between humans and demons, the Taoist sect must go to provide support. The road ahead is arduous, and it is unknown how many people will be able to return.

The demon race, the Boundless Palace, the Golden Light Pavilion—various forces are intertwined and interwoven, making it extremely dangerous.

It is nothing but an ordeal, but also an opportunity. The battles in blood and fire will allow him to grow rapidly.

Lost in thought, Zhang Yuanzhu stepped into the bamboo forest.

Wang Wang ~

The sound of a dog barking brought the young man back to his senses.

He stretched out his hand, stroked Big Yellow, and chuckled:
"We're leaving the sect again. Would you like to come along, Da Huang?"

"Woof~, Dao Master, I want to follow behind you."

Without the slightest hesitation, Dahuang answered directly.

"it is good."

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped forward, arrived at the stone gate, and stretched out his palm.

Crunch!

The stone gate opened, and a man and a dog entered the cave.

Upon entering the secret chamber, the spirit stone was embedded into the groove, the spirit-gathering array was activated, and then the person sat cross-legged.

Since we are heading to the border, we must strengthen ourselves as quickly as possible.

Now, both his spiritual awareness and his realm have just broken through, and he needs time to hone them.

"Body Refinement!"

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

The third lightning seed has been ingested for half a month. If it is activated with full force, it is possible to complete the first level of the body refining technique in ten days.

Once the decision is made, there is no more hesitation.

The young man closed his eyes, his spiritual sense swept across his chest, and he sensed the azure lightning seed floating above and below.

In the next instant, the lightning seed pulsed, and bolts of lightning surged forth, flowing through the blood and reaching every part of the body.

His slender body was instantly enveloped in lightning, and his physical body began to strengthen.

Big Yellow, lying in the corner, saw the Dao Master begin his cultivation, took out the Earth Condensation Pill given to him by Elder Huo, and began to refine it with all his might.

For a time, both the man and the dog were completely absorbed in their cultivation.

Day after day, nine days have passed in the blink of an eye.

……

Inside the cave, a tyrannical and violent aura permeated every corner of the room.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged on the ground, the lightning on his body had dissipated.

After nearly three months of practicing the Body Refining Technique, I have successfully completed the first level of the Nine Tribulations Thunder Body!

He looked inward at his body and saw that his bone marrow had turned into a purplish-gold color, flowing slowly through his bones, noble and magnificent.

He raised his palm, spread his fingers, and sensed the growing power within his body, then lightly tapped his forehead.

'His strength has increased significantly; next up is the second level of the Body Refinement Technique.'

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself.

The second level of the Foundation Building and Body Refinement Technique: Thunder Bone Tempering. This requires the bones of thunder beasts at or above the seventh level of Foundation Building to be ground into powder, mixed with some spiritual herbs, and swallowed to temper the bones throughout the body.

This body-refining method is completely different from the original "Dragon Elephant Mighty Method". Each level requires special spiritual objects, which is complicated but also fast.

However, although cultivation is rapid, it requires a sufficiently strong physical body to support it; if one is not careful, the body will collapse.

Zhang Yuanzhu pondered the records in the Body Refining Method and took out a section of a demon beast's leg bone from his storage bag.

The leg bones were silvery-white, wreathed in lightning.

The bones of the Thunder Beast at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment were one of the spiritual items given to him by Old Daoist Feng before his departure, and it's perfect to have them now.

The five fingers suddenly exerted force.

Click!Click!
The bones fractured, continuously compressed and crushed.

Tiny specks of silver bone powder drifted down and gathered in front of him.

A thought came to my mind.

The elixirs, shimmering with various colors, flew out of the storage bag, hovered in front of me, and shone brightly alongside the bone powder.

Crimson-gold flames appeared out of thin air, fusing the spiritual herbs and bone powder into a ball of silver liquid that floated quietly in front of him.

Zhang Yuanzhu waved his hand, and a jade bottle appeared, with silver liquid flowing into it.

He scanned it with his spiritual sense and lightly tapped his forehead.

"Ten jade bottles are enough for the second level of Body Refinement Technique."

In the blink of an eye, he took away the nine jade bottles, picked up the last remaining bottle, and swallowed it directly.

The cool liquid slid down his throat and flowed into his bones.

Within a few breaths, the silver liquid enveloped every inch of bone, and grains of bone powder swam in the liquid, transforming into lightning that struck the bones.

With each impact, the bones in his body would strengthen a little.

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the changes in his bones and observed the rate at which the silver liquid dissipated.

"It will be used up in half a month, which means that the second level of the body training method will be completed in 150 days."

The young man estimated the time needed for body training and slowly stood up.

Boom!

The entire cave was trembling, as if it could not contain the slender body.

Like a towering mountain, it stands, filling the space.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood there, wearing a red robe, with a white bone bead and a blood-red bead hanging from his waist, and a ruler slung over his shoulder.

They took steps and walked out of the cave.

Crunch!

The stone gate was pushed open, revealing the bright sun high in the sky and a clear blue sky.

A gentle breeze blew, and the bamboo leaves swayed.

The young man's eyes were sharp as he scanned the surroundings, then he strode towards the mountaintop.

As I passed the flowerbed ahead, I paused slightly, my gaze falling upon it. The flowers were in full bloom, but my beloved was gone.

However, this is for the best, as they are all pursuing their own paths.

Lost in thought, I took another step.

One by one, disciples appeared in sight, some in groups and some alone, heading towards the mountain peak. Most of the disciples had bewildered and fearful expressions on their faces.

Upon seeing the young man, the disciples automatically made way for him.

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Zhang Yuanzhu arrived at the mountain peak.

Three figures stood in front, like three blazing suns descending upon the earth, radiating boundless light and heat.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the three elders and a smile appeared on his lips.

Take one step!
Boom!

The slender figure disappeared, leaving only a crimson-gold sun to illuminate the vast wilderness.

The combined energy of the four great suns was not violent or domineering, but rather carried the warmth of sunlight, which fell upon the earth and dispelled the fear in the hearts of many disciples.

Old Huo nodded to the young man.

He turned around, facing his many disciples, his aged face indifferent and stern.

"It's just a bunch of beasts, why make such a show of it?"

“Within the Dharma lineage, they are kept and plundered by us. How can they possibly turn the world upside down outside?”

The disciples were greatly shaken, and then a commotion arose.

"The Elder is absolutely right. Within the Beast Garden, the tendons and skins are ripped out and used as provisions for our advance."

"The flesh and blood of the demon beast are extraordinary, and it is a rare treasure. This is an opportunity."

"With so many forces gathered, the demon race can't cause any trouble." ...

Listening to the cacophony of sounds, Huo Lao nodded.

He turned around, looked into the distance, and his eyes became solemn.

"They're coming!"

Zhang Yuanzhu gently stroked the long ruler with his five fingers, gazing into the distance.

At the edge of the sky, a patch of black spread at an extremely fast speed, instantly filling the field of vision.

It was a vast island, suspended in the sky, hurtling towards us.

On the island, mist swirls, mythical beasts frolic, and some buildings can be vaguely seen.

One breath!
Two breaths!!
Three breaths!!!

In less than five breaths, a vast island had already come to a stop before the main ridge.

A cold voice descended from the island, echoing in the ears of every disciple.

"The Scorching Sun lineage, land on the island!"

As the words fell, Elder Huo immediately withdrew the great array surrounding the main branch and shouted:
"set off!"

Boom!

Rays of light shot into the sky and merged into the island, like a fiery rain flowing upstream.

Zhang Yuanzhu transformed into lightning and landed on the island.

A variety of scenes came into view: lush forests, playful spirit beasts, and cultivators with imposing auras.

As Zhang Yuanzhu surveyed his surroundings, the sword cultivators were also observing the slender, crimson figure.

Those eerie eyes were quite famous in the Immortal Soldier Valley.

The two sides faced off, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

until……

"Hahaha~"

"Fire brat, you actually dared to let this seventh member of Immortal Soldier Valley support the border."

Amidst hearty laughter, a robust figure strode out from the depths of the island.

He was a burly man, half-naked, with various patterns etched on his exposed skin, carrying a giant sword on his back, and striding forward with an imposing presence.

Upon seeing the burly man, the many sword cultivators all showed respect and made way for him.

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression turned solemn as he sensed the extremely powerful aura, like a towering sword mountain, constantly approaching, ready to crush everything.

The Soul-Sealing Immortal!

The young man drew a conclusion instantly.

Huo Lao landed beside Zhang Yuanzhu, a smile appearing on his face.

Step forward.

Clasping hands in a fist and bowing!
"Teacher Man, it's been a long time. I hope you are doing well."

"I am perfectly fine, but you little brat, your lifespan is almost over, you don't have many years left to live."

The burly man stopped a hundred meters away, his body covered in shimmering patterns, looking ferocious and wild.

"I am content to have lived this long, and the sect has successors, so I have done right by the lineage."

Huo Lao calmly lowered his arms.

"Is there a successor?"

The burly man looked past the old man and at the young man, his smile fading and replaced by a serious expression.

“This attack by the demon race is different from the past. I suggest you send Zhang Yuanzhu off the island now.”

"Such prodigies are hard to cultivate; be careful they don't perish at the border."

Before the old man could respond, Zhang Yuanzhu took a step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Huo Lao, facing the burly man directly.

Clasping your hands in a fist salute!
"Thank you for the reminder, senior. It was my insistence to go to provide this support."

A hint of surprise flashed in the burly man's eyes, but after thinking about the young man's various deeds, he understood.

"Those who are good swimmers are easily drowned in the sea; be careful."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded, offering no explanation.

Afterwards, the burly man exchanged a few words with Old Man Huo.

He then instructed the Sword Sect cultivators to lead the disciples of the Scorching Sun lineage to the pre-arranged encampment.

Zhang Yuanzhu and Huo Lao walked side by side.

The young man placed his palm on the long ruler, his eyes filled with curiosity:
"Is this senior, Mr. Man, an acquaintance of Elder Huo?"

"He was one of my mentors when I first started out. He came from the Cangwu lineage. Two hundred years have passed, and he is now an elder of the Sword Sect lineage."

Huo Lao sighed, saying that hundreds of years have passed and everything has changed.

The once spirited child is now old and nearing death.

The old man rambled on, recounting his past.

Zhang Yuanzhu listened attentively without finding it tedious.

Soon, the crimson palace complex came into view.

Before you even get close, a wave of heat surges in, distorting the air itself.

At this temperature, smiles appeared on the faces of the disciples of the Scorching Sun Dharma Lineage, and they nodded in satisfaction.

The Sword Sect disciple leading the way had a calm expression as he pointed to the palace complex ahead:
"This is a residence specially built for the Zhuoyang lineage at the behest of Elder Man. If there is anything unsuitable, please let me know so that I can make modifications."

"No need, we are very satisfied with this location."

Old Huo spoke.

He then waved his hand, signaling his disciples to go and choose a palace.

Zhang Yuanzhu glanced at the palace complex before turning his gaze in another direction.

It was a mountain shrouded in the aura of corpses, standing on the island with an eerie air. Through the pale yellow aura of corpses, one could vaguely see several dark figures moving about.

"The Corpse Refining Technique?"

He was quite familiar with this lineage, having clashed with them many times in the Beast Taming Secret Realm, where he had wiped out all the geniuses who had entered the realm.

Of course, none of this matters.

Importantly, an old friend may be lurking within the lineage of corpse refining techniques.

Zhang Yuanzhu grinned and took a deep look at Dayue, who was shrouded in corpse energy. Things were getting more and more interesting.

"Five days ago, the Corpse Refining lineage arrived on the island."

The Sword Sect disciple explained.

Then, he turned to the side and bowed to Elder Huo.

"Now that everything has been explained, I'll be leaving."

He stood up, walked past the young man, and strode into the depths of the island, disappearing into the jungle.

The whole process was clean and efficient, without any unnecessary delays.

Zhang Yuanzhu's arms hung naturally at his sides, his smile unchanged, as he strode towards the palace complex.

Huo Lao quickly caught up, recalling the Daoist disciple from earlier. His blood and qi were surging, his magic power was pure, and his will was firm. He could only say that he was indeed a disciple of the Daoist lineage.

Then, with a hint of curiosity, he asked:

"Yuanzhu, what do you think of this disciple of the Dao lineage?"

The young man walked steadily into the palace, his only whisper barely audible, carried on the wind.

"I didn't pay attention!"

The words vanished as they fell.

Only Huo Lao remained standing there, his lips twitching.

As the sun sets and the moon rises, the island stretches across the sky, speeding westward.

At the headquarters of the Zhuoyang lineage, Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged in the palace, gazing at the mountains not far away.

His hand fell, grabbed the white bone bead from his waist, and tossed it gently.

Click~click~
In an instant, a white skeleton appeared in front of him.

With a flick of his finger, the black cloak landed on the skeleton demon.

At this moment, wisps of corpse energy burst forth, lifting the cloak so that he appeared like an ordinary person.

The young man turned his gaze from the direction of Mount Da Yue to the corpse refining.

"I'm very curious about the state of that old friend. Is he alive? Dead? Or neither alive nor dead?"

"Go take a look for me."

A thought.

A wisp of spiritual consciousness drifted out and began to control the corpse refining process.

The skeletal demon took a step and vanished from the palace.

A figure sped towards the Great Mountain through the dark forest.

Before even a cup of tea had been brewed, it plunged into the corpse energy. What was corrosive to ordinary cultivators was like a fish in water for the White Bone Corpse Demon, without the slightest hindrance.

It strode forward, bypassing the disciples of the Corpse Refining lineage, and continued to climb towards the mountaintop.

(End of this chapter)