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Chapter 307 Zhang Yuanzhu: Constructing a New Technique (4000 words)

The image stone in Zhang Yuanzhu's palm slowly rose into the air, and the atmosphere around him grew increasingly heavy.

The young man tilted his head slightly, and the talisman in his bosom flashed with dazzling lightning, the brilliance of which could not be concealed even by his red robe.

The Wuliang Palace Master stared intently at the young man, but made no move whatsoever.

wow~
The photo stone trembled slightly, its radiance bursting forth like a water curtain before everyone.

Scenes unfolded before many real people.

From Chu Tianyi recruiting young people in public to Zhang Yuanzhu suddenly attacking and defeating him in a few moves, the entire process was carried out without reservation.

For a moment, the expressions of the assembled immortals varied.

The Sword Sect elder gave Zhang Yuanzhu a deep look; at this moment, he had no choice but to step forward.

The old man walked out slowly, his eyes sharp, like a peerless divine sword, radiating brilliance.

What is the meaning of "Wuliang Palace"?

"Recruiting disciples and sowing discord among sects is a prelude to war with Immortal Soldier Valley."

Simple and direct, yet laced with murderous intent.

At that moment, a figure shrouded in black mist glanced coldly at the young man and stepped forward.

With each step taken out, countless mournful howls and even curses echoed from within the mist.

The cultivator shrouded in black mist stood side by side with the Sword Sect elder.

"Jie! Jie! Jie!"

"Only by overcoming countless tribulations can one attain enlightenment. The Thousand Tribulations Temple is quite cunning, using our sect's prodigies as stepping stones."

The paper-figure Daoist Master, surrounded by swirling mist, observed the several powerful figures from the Boundless Palace with his eyes.

"Hehe~"

"Could this attack by the demon race also be a calamity orchestrated by you yourselves?"

Boom~
In an instant, apart from the Wuliang Palace True Person, all the Ning Sha True Persons who came here had their expressions change drastically, looking at the Wuliang Palace elders with suspicion in their eyes.

Some powerful individuals who were secretly observing this place immediately relayed this possibility to their sects.

If the demon race's attack was a calamity caused by the Boundless Palace, then how powerful would the cultivators preparing to break through be?

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes flickered as he looked at the two True Immortals in front of him. They were indeed Daoist lineages skilled in scheming.

This single sentence struck at the heart of the matter, putting the entire Wuliang Palace at the opposite end of all other forces. Without a reasonable explanation, many of the forces that came to its aid would likely leave.

Because Wuliang Palace truly had the motive and possibility to instigate this war between humans and demons.

At this moment, the several True Immortals of the Boundless Palace could no longer remain calm, nor could they pay any more attention to the matter of the Divine Child.

A Taoist priest, dressed in feathered robes and wearing a feathered crown, swept his gaze across the group of cultivators.

"Fellow Daoists, the demon race's attack was sudden and is suspected to be controlled by a powerful sect from beyond the realm. It is definitely not the work of the Boundless Palace."

He paused, then uttered each word carefully:
"I am willing to swear an oath!"

"Zhang Yu of Wuliang Palace hereby swears that the demon race's attacks have nothing to do with the sect. If he breaks this oath, may his sect perish and may the Great Dao bear witness!"

"Boundless Palace Blood Oath: Hereby we swear that if the demon race attacks, our sect will remain completely unaware. If we break this oath, may our sect perish and our very existence be witnessed by the Great Dao!"

……

One by one, the Immortals of the Boundless Palace stepped forward, raised their palms, and swore an oath, which the Great Dao would bear witness to.

A mysterious aura descended, enveloping several True Immortals before slowly dissipating.

In an instant, the heavy atmosphere among everyone dissipated.

The old Taoist priest, clad in a feathered robe and wearing a feathered crown, lowered his hands and looked past the paper figure and the Sword Sect Master, focusing on the young man.

"The temple's techniques are too dangerous. The divine son must have been driven by inner demons to do this. I apologize on his behalf and am willing to make compensation to give you an explanation."

Zhang Yuanzhu looked indifferently at the old Taoist in feathered robes, then stretched out his hand and grasped the recording stone.

He took a step forward and walked towards the old Taoist priest.

Ta-ta-ta~
The crisp footsteps echoed in the air, causing each person to adopt a solemn expression.

Zhang Yuanzhu passed the Sword Sect and the Paper Doll Daoist Master, and continued forward until he reached the side of the Feathered Old Daoist, where he paused slightly.

"What will you give me in return for my life?"

塔～
He took a step forward and left the crowd in a very open and aboveboard manner, heading towards his own residence.

At this moment, the real people from all the major forces fell silent.

How dare a mere Foundation Establishment Stage 2 cultivator act in this way, relying on a True Monarch talisman?

The old man from the Sword Sect frowned deeply. This person was truly audacious; that talisman was definitely not a Golden Core talisman.

Although there are no Golden Core True Monarchs stationed within the ancient city, the slightest carelessness will be noticed, and death and annihilation will occur in the blink of an eye.

After an unknown amount of time, a whisper was finally heard.

"As expected of a genius who has traversed millions of miles of demonic land, so arrogant."

"Anyone who didn't know better would think he was a Grand Master at the peak of the Qi Condensation stage, rather than a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

"His qi and blood, spiritual awareness, and magical power are all perfect. If he doesn't perish, he will surely become a condensed evil spirit, and a golden core is within reach!"

The group of people discussed it for a while, and then dispersed one by one.

Only the paper figure and the two True Persons of the Sword Sect remained on the spot.

"Heh heh heh"

“Fellow Daoist, we have been protecting him so much, yet that genius hasn’t shown the slightest gratitude.”

The old man glanced indifferently at the real person beside him, then transformed into a sword of light and vanished into the sky.

……

the other side.

Inside the mansion of Zhuoyang Garrison.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood before the pool, his eyes cold and sharp, filled with murderous intent.

"We lack the strength; otherwise, we wouldn't have swallowed our anger."

Call ~
He exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The turbid air transformed into lightning, cleaving the pool in two and unleashing a light drizzle.

He took out the futon he had bought and sat cross-legged.

The turbulent thoughts in my mind returned to calm.

"Time is on my side. I will keep moving forward step by step, and eventually there will be a reckoning."

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand and took out a red jade box from his bosom.

A flick of the fingertip.

Click!

The jade box was opened, revealing a floating sky-blue spiritual object.

"Mermaid's Tears".

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

This is undoubtedly a treasure that can enhance and refine one's spiritual awareness.

He reached out with his free hand, grasped the Spirit Tear, and carefully examined it to make sure there were no problems.

The young man pressed the mermaid's spiritual tears against his brow.

In an instant, a cool sensation came from between my brows, and a torrential downpour of sky-blue rain poured down in my mind.

A pagoda stands there, trembling slightly, as raindrops gather and entwine around its body.

Every minute and every second passed, and the pagoda became more and more dazzling, and its height continued to rise.

A cup of tea!

One stick of incense!
Half an hour!!!
Boom!

The pagoda trembled violently, and the sixth level of the pagoda appeared.

In an instant, the pagoda shone brightly, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

The spiritual awareness technique has been mastered!
Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his hand from between his eyebrows and placed it on his knee, the bone chain on his wrist shining brightly.

He sensed his rising spiritual awareness, and a smile appeared on his face.

With this upgrade, the six-story pagoda is more solid, its spiritual defense is also greatly improved, and it can even control an additional Foundation Establishment level corpse.

"As for corpses, I still need three more Foundation Establishment experts' corpses for refining."

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

He took out a communication stone, flicked it with his fingertip, and sent out a message.

He then set the communication stone aside, took out a cultivation technique jade slip from his storage bag, and began to study it. Within his dantian, his spiritual platform trembled slightly, and his magical power spontaneously circulated, absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

His cultivation level was improving rapidly and steadily, every moment.

Zhang Yuanzhu carefully sensed the cultivation level, and his smile deepened.

He broke through to the second level of Foundation Establishment in just over three months, and has already completed more than half of the journey. He will be able to enter a new realm in at most six months.

Such a speed of cultivation is simply terrifying, but it is perfectly normal for Zhang Yuanzhu.

Firstly, it forged a top-grade spiritual platform, which is still above the top-grade spiritual platform, and there is no higher title.

The Five Elements Nuo Mask, the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, and the Creation Liquid—three layers of tempering had already pushed him to the limit. He had never had such a solid spiritual platform before, and he might not see it again in the future.

His cultivation speed naturally surpasses that of outstanding figures throughout history.

Secondly: The "Purple Lightning and Green Frost Record" [Characteristic] Soul, which made him familiar with the technique and his body instinctively adapted to it, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

Therefore, this speed of cultivation is not strange at all.

Lost in thought, Zhang Yuanzhu gradually became immersed in his cultivation.

From then on, he would practice his cultivation techniques in the early morning, use the precious medicine to accelerate his body refinement at noon, and temper his spiritual consciousness at night. Whenever he had a spare moment, he would also refine his spirit and form.

It was the same for one day, two days, and every day.

Seven days have passed in a row.

Inside the mansion, Zhang Yuanzhu was enveloped in lightning, with streaks of lightning wandering erratically around him, yet unable to harm the stone slabs in the slightest.

The young man slowly opened his eyes.

boom!
The purple lightning vanished, instantly being pressed into his body.

The young man stood up and looked towards the door. He could clearly sense two powerful auras lingering outside.

Zhang Yuanzhu narrowed his double pupils, sensing two auras, one extremely familiar, the other he had encountered not long ago.

"Lord of the Mountain, there's also..."

"Boundless Palace!"

He took a step and walked towards the door.

Crunch!

The door was opened directly, revealing two figures.

The mountain lord, Chen Zijing, and an elderly man with a long beard.

The old man was none other than Ning Sha Zhenren, who had rescued Qian Jie Shen Zi back then.

The long-bearded old man stared at the young man with icy eyes. With a flick of his hand, a stream of light flew out and hovered in front of the young man.

"Chu Tianyi, a disciple of Wuliang Palace, was troubled by inner demons and did something to sow discord within the Immortal Soldier Valley lineage. This is compensation for that."

Before he could finish speaking, he turned and left without pausing for a moment.

Zhang Yuanzhu watched the long-bearded old man's departing figure with a calm gaze and sneered:
"Is this the explanation that Wuliang Palace has given to all these forces?"

Chen Zijing remained silent, gazing at the jade slip floating within the ball of light, and murmured:
"This is!"

The young man reached out and grabbed the jade slip, rubbing his fingers together to feel the warmth spreading from his fingertips.

"In the near future, I will personally go to the eighth level and demand my explanation."

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped aside, making way for them.

"Senior, please!"

Chen Zijing shook his head, took out a storage bag from his pocket, and handed it over.

“Yuanzhu, I will not disturb your cultivation any longer. These are the remains of demonic beasts collected over the past seven days.”

“Great demons at the peak of Foundation Establishment are too difficult to kill. There are only a few in the ancient city, and we have only collected two.”

The battles between the demon race and the human race have always been a contest of strength against strength and weakness against weakness. Naturally, there are very few people who can kill a demon race cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage while at the same level.

One of the two corpses was a demon that Chen Zijing killed after defeating his opponent; the other was obtained through meritorious service in battle.

"Two are enough. Thank you, Mountain Lord."

Zhang Yuanzhu solemnly accepted the storage bag.

He was already inseparable from the Zhuoyang lineage, so there was no need for formalities at this time.

The two chatted for a few more minutes in front of the door before Chen Zijing left.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the threshold, holding a jade slip in one hand and a storage bag in the other, gazing into the distance.

A gentle breeze stirred up the dust.

Looking again, the crimson figure had vanished, and the door was tightly shut.

Inside the mansion, Zhang Yuanzhu leaned against the artificial hill, raising his hand and tossing down a jade slip.

After carefully examining the area and confirming there was no danger, he slowly probed in with his spiritual sense.

Boom~
My mind was shaken. A colossal gate, stretching from the heavens to the earth, appeared in my mind.

The gate was enormous, entirely purple, and composed of interwoven lightning bolts, runes, and patterns.

Repression!

Suppress them!!
Suppress them!!!

An indescribable sense of oppression emanated from the gate, compelling people to kneel and kowtow.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would probably kneel down immediately, leaving an indelible shadow on their mind.

Unfortunately, he was facing Zhang Yuanzhu!
The young man's eyes were calm.

"A boring trick!"

hum~
In his mind, the pagoda shone brightly, its dazzling light flowing up and down, carrying the immortal Daoist charm.

Boom!

The pagoda shook, and the entire gate collapsed, revealing cracks one after another.

At this moment, several large characters at the top of the gate are reflected in my heart.

Taixu Leique!

At the same time, a spell called Taixu Leique, along with its various cultivation methods, entered his mind.

Zhang Yuanzhu carefully examined the technique and concluded that it originated from the Wuliang Palace.

A moment later, a look of understanding flashed in his eyes.

This thunder technique combines array patterns, runes, and lightning to form a gate that suppresses enemies.

It can be called a decent lightning technique, but it's only decent. It's only slightly better than the spells that come with the "Record of Purple Lightning and Green Frost," and it's extremely difficult to cultivate.

The gains were completely disproportionate to the efforts.

However, the cultivation methods are complete, and a True Form Diagram is also included, which can be used to condense the gate.

Overall, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call this lightning spell a "chicken rib" (meaning it's useless).

He gently rubbed the jade slip with his palm, his eyes filled with thought.

The dantian spiritual platform is engraved with twelve magical runes. When it was the first level of foundation building, the runes covered the spiritual platform like vines. As the realm has improved, there are already some empty spaces.

He had tried to condense new runes to continue inscribing his spiritual platform and strengthen it, but he never had a clear idea.

Firstly: Can one truly condense spell patterns at the Foundation Establishment stage, or is what is condensed still a spell pattern?
Secondly: He didn't know what spells to construct.

Therefore, Zhang Yuanzhu focused his energy on physical combat and perfecting his spirit and form.

He has now reached the second level of Foundation Establishment, and will soon reach the third level.

It's time to start preparing!

Is it to continue exploring the principles of Yin and Yang, using them as a foundation for constructing spells, or something else?
Zhang Yuanzhu recalled his past and whispered:
"I lack a true offensive technique, a technique that brings together all my spells, regardless of the great principles, focusing solely on killing!"

"That's a technique that requires facing a real opponent, not the small fry we're dealing with now."

He held up the jade slip in front of him, various thoughts flashing through his mind.

Deep within the soul, items on the Seven Treasures Tree are continuously replaced, and the [Characteristics] Purity of Mind, Wisdom, and Immaculateness erupt simultaneously.

A thousand thoughts flashed through my mind, then disappeared one by one.

From day to night, from night to day, I don't know how much time has passed.

A thought, in my mind, became the only one.

He slowly lowered his raised hand, and the jade slip was carefully placed in his bosom.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood tall and straight, like a long sword, its sharpness fully revealed.

"In this way, Wuliang Palace has indeed sent some excellent magic."

"I look forward to its true appearance and its suppression of all enemies."

(End of this chapter)