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Chapter 381 Zhang Yuanzhu: The powerful are always people, not laws (4000)

In the next instant, Zhang Yuanzhu stepped forward, raised his arm, and reached out.

A fair hand tore through the air and pressed down on the back of the burly man's head.

Between his five fingers, cyan-gold lightning flowed, dazzling and brilliant.

At this moment, Yang Xiong could no longer care about the silver boat in front of him.

A sense of death welled up in my heart.

Ah!
He roared to the sky, and the nine-layered spiritual platform within his dantian trembled.

Golden rays burst forth from his body, like a great sun in full bloom.

At the same time, magical artifacts and magical implements rushed out to protect them.

Unfortunately, it's useless!
With a single palm strike, the golden light shattered, and the utensils turned to ash.

Then they would break through the skin and tear the muscle, intending to remove Yang Xiong's head.

Resolute and ruthless, without the slightest hesitation.

Just then, a talisman appeared behind Yang Xiong, quickly burning and creating a transparent protective shield that enveloped him, causing the burly man to disappear from the spot.

They reappeared ten miles away.

Huhu~
Yang Xiong was panting heavily.

He raised his hand and touched his neck, which had been half-slit open, feeling a chill of terror in his heart.

He almost died in this remote corner.

How dare they do this? Aren't they afraid of provoking hostility between the Du family and Qingyangzhai?

"Shifting talismans is quite rare."

Zhang Yuanzhu stood before the silver boat, toying with pure white amber in one hand and flicking blood from his fingertips with the other.

He looked down at the disheveled, burly man.

With palms facing backward, grasp the Imperial Sword on your back:
"The next sword strike will kill you!"

Bang!

The Emperor's Sword was drawn, its dazzling light illuminating the heavens and earth like the rising sun.

Its extreme sharpness cut through space, cleaved the surface of the lake, and even caused ripples to spread across the large formation not far away.

Take a step, raise your arm.

cut!
The sky, stretching for hundreds of miles, was torn apart, revealing the pitch-black void.

A sword light, like a pillar of heaven and earth, collapsed and fell, harboring the most resolute killing intent.

At this moment, bloodstains appeared on Yang Xiong's body, staining the lake beneath him red.

"Ah~, you thief, if you kill me, your master will never let you go."

The burly man roared, his voice filled with despair and resentment.

The sword light sealed the sky and locked the earth; there was nowhere to hide, nowhere to avoid, only death awaited.

Stab it!

As the sword flashed, the burly figure turned into blood foam, which was then annihilated into ashes by the sword energy before it could even fall.

Zhang Yuanzhu holds the sword in one hand.

He turned around and looked at the righteous cultivators, his expression indifferent.

He showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever, as if he had crushed an ant.

No! It's about killing ants.

"He's from the Du family, just kill him like that!"

"Is such killing without asking why excessive?"

"Such behavior deserves punishment even from Qingyangzhai."

Once they came to their senses, the group of cultivators began to question, and many of them already wore expressions of despair.

The young man remained expressionless, raised his longsword as it fell, and then slammed it down.

cut!
The dazzling sword light reappeared, reaching the heavens and piercing the earth, slashing down.

He bypassed the figures who had closed their eyes and awaited death, and struck the great formation.

Rumble~
Amidst the deafening roar, the array patterns flickered wildly before vanishing one by one.

Click!

The great formation, which had existed for hundreds of years, suddenly exploded, turning into specks of starlight that scattered and disappeared.

Zhang Yuanzhu sheathed his sword and stood looking down at the assembled cultivators:
"In the end, he still possessed some integrity and was not a sycophant."

They boarded the deck, piloted the airship, and slowly drove away, entering the ruins and disappearing from everyone's sight.

The cultivators remained silent, gazing blankly at the receding silver light, their hearts filled with complex emotions.

The other party didn't seem to have any intention of taking the ruins for themselves, otherwise they wouldn't have broken through the great formation.

"We have misunderstood this fellow Daoist."

The monk, dressed in magnificent robes, murmured to himself, a whisk in his bosom fluttering gently.

"Ugh!"

“Even if there was a misunderstanding, it is wrong to act so cruelly and kill Brother Yang directly.”

A Taoist priest spoke softly, his expression complex.

"Forget it, why should we concern ourselves with the affairs of Qingyangzhai and the Du family?"

The cultivator carrying the flying sword shook his head, transformed into a beam of sword light, and rushed into the ruins.

the other side.

On the flying boat, Fa Yan looked at Chi Ying with slight surprise:

"I thought that you would kill all the cultivators."

“I am a seeker of the truth, not a madman. The righteous path is far better than the heretical or demonic paths.”

Zhang Yuanzhu played with the pure white amber.

These righteous people act with integrity and are not evil, nor have they obstructed the path, so why kill them?

Lost in thought, he placed the thousand-year-old thunder glue into his bosom.

Fa Yan understood, his gaze falling on the young man's chest, and he chuckled:
"We have obtained the Millennium Thunder Glue. Fellow Daoist, your main objective for coming here has been achieved."

"We're only missing the last type of lightning-attribute elixir."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded and then began to observe the surrounding environment.

Palaces stand in clusters, pavilions stand tall, bearing the marks of time and dampness.

Most of the palace buildings were exposed, with only a few pavilions protected by arrays that emitted a faint glow.

"Most of the internal formations have collapsed; it's unknown whether any spiritual objects were left behind."

With a soft whisper, the flying boat stopped in front of a pavilion.

The attic was old, and a faint light shimmered around it, protecting it.

The three of them leaped down and stood in front of the door.

Bang bang bang~
Zhang Yuanzhu stepped forward across the lake, stretched out his palm, and gently brushed against the radiance, causing the formation to shatter.

Step forward and exert force with your palms.

Crunch!

The doors were pushed open, revealing an ancient and simple hall.

Wooden shelves were placed on both sides of the main hall, each holding a large number of jade bottles and wooden boxes.

Fa Yan stepped forward, picked up the jade bottle, smelled it, and then shook his head at the young man.

"It was a miraculous elixir, but its medicinal power has long since dissipated, and it is now of little value."

Immediately afterwards, the woman passed by a series of wooden frames, and a radiant light emanated from her body, enveloping the main hall.

Finally, Fa Yan looked helpless and returned to the young man's side.

"They are all useless items, they have been stored for too long, and the storage methods are very casual and not carefully arranged."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes deepened as he glanced at the main hall.

He turned and walked towards the door.

"This is probably not the burial place of a Primordial True Person, but just a secluded cultivation place set up at random."

Fayan nodded and followed the young man out of the main hall.

The statutory law followed closely behind.

The three then went into buildings and attics, but found nothing.

Too much time has passed, and many treasures and spiritual objects have turned to ashes, losing their spiritual essence.

Crunch!

Another door opened.

what!
A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes.

The entire palace was filled with ink-black lake water, and a large ancient tree was planted in the center of the hall, its leaves lush and swaying gently.

He did not sense any evil or demonic nature in these inky streams; instead, he felt they contained vastness and coldness.

'Pure Yin energy, even carrying a Daoist aura.'

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself, then gestured with his hand, gathering a stream of dark water in his palm. The young man carefully sensed it, and a smile played on his lips.

His guess was correct; this ink-black water was indeed a rare treasure, imbued with Daoist charm.

A thought came to my mind.

A golden bell emanated from his waist and floated in the air.

clang!
The bell tolled crisply, and layers of invisible ripples spread out, enveloping the water in the hall.

Boom~
The lake water surged upwards, rising into the sky and flowing into the Golden Bell.

The ancient tree in the middle trembled violently, and waves of energy rose up. Dark shadows shook off the leaves and emitted sharp, long howls.

At this moment, Fa Yan and Fa Ding stared at the black shadow that had landed, their expressions changing.

"Brother Dao, it's a golden crocodile worm."

"This insect prefers shade and dislikes sunlight. It can consume magical power and its body is as hard as divine iron, so nothing can withstand its attack and nothing can be destroyed."

Zhang Yuanzhu stared at the densely packed insect shadows on the ground.

They were insects with jet-black shells, resembling crocodiles, with scarlet, bloodthirsty eyes.

Above the ancient tree, a violent aura rose, and insect shadows, their bodies arched and mouthparts menacing, appeared.

The young man reached out and took the golden bell, hanging it at his waist calmly and composedly.

"Its body is as hard as divine iron, so it should be considered a good material for refining weapons."

Zhang Yuanzhu tilted his head slightly and grinned.

The golden lamp in his arms slowly rose, hovering above his head, scattering wisps of golden flame.

Like silk or mist, dazzling and beautiful.

sizzle~
The swarm of insects hissed and burst forth, like endless arrows streaking across the sky.

In an instant, the palace exploded, the lake water shattered, and ripples spread through the air.

Countless insect shadows plunged headlong into the golden flames.

Crackling!

One after another, dark shadows evaporated, and one after another, insect shadows fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, even more golden crocodile worms fearlessly charged into the golden flames.

The golden lamp slowly rotated, and rings of golden mist spread forward, covering the heavens and the earth.

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his palm, picked up a dead insect, and lightly touched it with his fingertip.

block!
With a clang of metal striking metal, the insect corpse crumbled inch by inch, leaving only its pitch-black shell.

"Good material, can be used as the main material for casting the weapon."

The young man strode forward, and the fallen insect corpses around him disappeared one by one as the crimson shadow moved forward.

Golden flames filled the sky, constantly approaching the ancient tree.

hiss!
With a hiss, a black and gold insect-like shadow suddenly burst out from the treetop.

In an instant, the golden flames were extinguished, and the spirit lamp trembled.

The black and gold insect shadow shattered space and pierced straight at the young man's brow.

Like an assassin, lurking in the shadows, launching a sudden and ruthless attack.

"A nemesis-level insect king, that's interesting."

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, raising his hand seemingly slowly but actually quickly to grasp the black gold insect shadow.

Bang! Click!

Wherever it was in control, ripples spread through the void, and invisible waves of energy swept across the vast wilderness.

It was as if he were holding a towering mountain, constantly twisting and turning, bursting forth with immense power.

The young man lowered his gaze, looking at the dark golden crocodile worm in his palm, indifferent and cold.

Suddenly, the five fingers exerted force.

Snap! Thud~
Cracks appeared on the carapace, and the insect limbs exploded one after another, spraying blood into the void, which was then collected by Fayan using a jade bottle.

Feeling the young man's gaze, the woman shook the jade bottle in her hand, and parted her red lips slightly:
"The blood of the Golden Crocodile Insect involves a Buddhist body-refining method, which is useful to me."

"Brother Dao, if you want to learn, I will teach you."

Zhang Yuanzhu shook his head, and with his free hand, brushed over the golden crocodile insect's carapace.

Stab it!

Beneath the carapace, all the flesh and blood fell directly down.

"Take it, I don't need any more body-refining techniques."

"it is good."

Fa Yan nodded, but did not try to dissuade the young man. Instead, he took the insect meat and carefully put it away.

Afterwards, he walked around the area and picked up several powerful golden crocodile worms to collect their blood.

As for Zhang Yuanzhu, after putting the shell into his storage bag, he walked towards the ancient tree with the golden lamp on his head.

He gazed at the precious tree before him, its branches and leaves lush and verdant, with wisps of dark mist swirling around it.
He reached out and gently stroked the tree trunk, sensing the energy contained within, and spoke:
“The precious wood belongs to the yin element, so it is quite rare.”

With a wave of his hand, the entire treasure tree vanished, leaving only the pit in the ground as a trace of its existence.

At this moment, a group of cultivators appeared not far away, all drawn by the commotion.

After seeing that the three were unharmed, the group of cultivators glanced curiously at the space that was being mended, then left without disturbing it.

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped forward and approached the Dharma Master who was chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Listening to the other person's slightly disordered low recitation and whisper:
"Fellow Daoist, your heart has been in turmoil for a long time."

As the words fell, a hand reached out and handed over several golden crocodile insect corpses.

"Thinking too much and having too many thoughts is never a good thing."

Fazhi gazed at the insect corpse presented before him, slowly raising his bowed head, and spoke:
"Brother Dao, you possess Buddha-nature, yet you have not entered the Buddhist order. How could you possibly know my heart, and why I am so anxious?"

Her voice trembled slightly, filled with confusion, as she changed the subject.

"Brother Dao should agree with Junior Sister's offer to impart the cultivation technique. With a sixteen-foot golden body, one can roam freely between heaven and earth."

"In this world, what is powerful is human beings, never any supernatural powers, magic, or even body-refining methods."

Zhang Yuanzhu placed the insect corpse into Fazhi's arms, his expression serious.

"As for your inner unease, it is at most related to the Golden Core realm. If you become an Arhat, everything will be resolved."

“Senior sister, I think what the Daoist brother said is correct. If you become an Arhat, why would you need to think back and forth like this, unable to advance or retreat?”

Fayan arrived gracefully, her brows gentle and her red lips delicately drawn.

"Your mind is too narrow. You only see the gains and losses in front of you and your plans. You never look at the world, or even the past and the future."

The legally mandated silence is observed: hands clasped together, no words spoken.

Zhang Yuanzhu glanced at Fayan beside him, then strode off toward the distant building.

Fayan stepped forward, walking alongside the young man, and spoke words that only the two of them could hear:
"I'm here. Senior sister is doing fine and won't cause any trouble."

The young man paused slightly, then continued walking.

"You can handle matters within the Buddhist community yourselves."

"It was just a few words exchanged."

The young man chuckled softly, not paying any attention.

Every day his strength moves forward, every moment he climbs the path, and he never worries about anything.

Because Zhang Yuanzhu knew that if he had enough power, everything in the world was nothing but smoke and clouds, and he could change everything.

Zhang Yuanzhu and Fayan began to converse, with Fajing following behind them.

The three searched the ruins, going in and out of pavilions, but found nothing more.

Time passes minute by minute.

The next day, early morning.

In the corner palace of the ruins of the Innate True Man, Zhang Yuanzhu stood in the main hall, his gaze sweeping over the mottled walls:

"There are no treasures left in the ruins, but this ruins were ultimately created by a True Immortal. The concentration of spiritual energy here far surpasses that of the outside world. We will go into seclusion here for a period of time to improve ourselves."

He obtained the millennium-old thunder glue and prepared to refine it, beginning to temper his eyes.

Fa Yan and Fa Dong exchanged a glance and nodded slightly.

Neither woman was in a hurry to return to the Southern Desert. They wanted to take the opportunity to cultivate, escape into the mortal world, and experience its splendor.

Seeing that the two women had no objections, Zhang Yuanzhu had a sudden thought.

A array plate flew out from his bosom, connecting with the forces of heaven and earth to form a grand array that protected the palace.

Immediately, Zhang Yuanzhu took out a futon, sat cross-legged in a corner, and began his cultivation.

The same applies to Fayan and Fading; they sit cross-legged not far away, either reading Buddhist scriptures or taking out the blood of the golden crocodile worm to cultivate.

"Refine your eyes."

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself as he took out the Millennium Thunder Glue from his bosom.

As my palm caressed the pure white amber, wisps of crimson-gold flames formed and enveloped it.

In an instant, the amber melted, turning into a pure white liquid shimmering with lightning.

(End of this chapter)