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Chapter 464 Zhang Yuanzhu: Take out your mirror and let me see it (4000)

"Burning Blood Bead!"

Zhang Yuanzhu flipped his palm, and a bead shrouded in a faint blood mist appeared in his hand.

This was the apology given to him by the Crimson Sea True Lord of the Blood Sea Dao Clan when he left Immortal Soldier Valley.

It can perfectly replace the Crimson Wolf Cauldron and be used as an offensive weapon.

He casually hung the beads around his waist.

Afterwards, the young man took out the extremely yang precious wood from his bosom, placed it on his abdomen, and began to cultivate and circulate the "Withered Wood Revolving Sutra".

A faint blue glow mixed with red specks flowed into the dantian like a stream.

The nine-tiered green platform trembled slightly, absorbing the light of both green and red, and its magical power increased accordingly.

Time passed second by second, the sun set in the west, night fell, and the bright moon rose in the sky.

A few rays of moonlight shone down, draping the robes and giving them a faint silver glow.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his hand, put away the Extreme Yang Treasure Wood, and took out a jade stone engraved with dragon and phoenix patterns from his bosom.

Jade is crystal clear, displaying black and white colors, intertwined with Tao and reason.

Dragon and Phoenix Yin-Yang Jade!
He obtained a treasure from the 'Dragon Girl's Marriage Selection Ceremony,' which contains the principles of Yin and Yang, making it the perfect time to comprehend it.

Without hesitation, he picked up the jade and placed it between his eyebrows.

Boom~
In an instant, strands of Yin-Yang principles flowed through his mind, and streams of spiritual awareness burst forth, constantly comprehending and transforming into resources.

From then on, he practiced his martial arts during the day and studied the principles of Yin and Yang at night.

Day after day, without ever slacking off.

The airship sped forward, rapidly approaching the holy city.

In the blink of an eye, six days had passed.

Zhang Yuanzhu, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes and looked westward.

Deep within the soul, the [Special Attributes] burst forth, relentlessly exploring.

"I sensed a slightly familiar presence."

The young man whispered, slowly stood up, and a strange smile appeared on his face, as if he was happy or relieved.

He took a step and appeared beside the witch:
"Come, I'll take you to slaughter an old pig and dog."

As the words drifted by, magical power surged forth.

hum~
A series of blue lights emanated from the chariot, rising like a great sun, and rapidly disappeared westward.

Thousands of miles!

Three thousand!
Ten thousand miles!!!

The chariot had traveled 300,000 li when it suddenly came to a stop.

A figure in crimson stood atop the chariot, looking down.

The area is crisscrossed by waterways, lush with vegetation, and filled with a rich, misty spiritual energy. One after another, spirit fish leap from the surface of the water, splashing water droplets.

The scenery is picturesque and captivating.

An elderly man with gray hair and a thin body sat on the shore, fishing.

It adds to the sense of leisure.

The old man, wearing a blue cloak and a sky-blue inner shirt, had a face that should have been kind, but was now full of astonishment.

The old man, a descendant of the fifth generation of the Du family, had been in seclusion within the clan for a long time without making any progress. He secretly came here to relax his mind without telling anyone.

Moreover, just to be on the safe side, he also carried many treasures to conceal his presence.

But now that person has discovered it!
The old man looked up at the chariot:

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you..."

"Since I stepped into Qingmu Mountain, I have always had excellent luck, which makes me very happy."

Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled up in a triumphant smile.

He tilted his head slightly, glancing sideways at the old man, and uttered each word clearly:
“Back then, you arrived at the foot of Qingmu Mountain with a magical weapon in your hand, intending to kill me.”

His hand fell, grabbing the Blood-Burning Bead and extending it forward.

Boom~
A blood-red sun bursts forth from the palm of his hand, radiating endless brilliance.

A blinding crimson light instantly filled the sky and the earth, permeating every tiny place, and then...
come down!

The blood-red sun fell, violent and cruel.

"Come, let me see your precious mirror. Does it still retain the oppressive aura it once had?"

"You thief, kill him!"

The old man stood up and roared to the sky.

As expected of a peak-level True Person of Condensation, he instantly assessed the situation and realized that only a battle was possible.

The aura of the peak of the Condensation Realm erupted with full force, creating ripples in the blood-red light.

Without the slightest hesitation, his magic power, blood energy, and spiritual consciousness all burned, squeezing out all his strength and surging towards a certain spot in his chest.

hum~
A tremor sounded.

An ancient bronze mirror flew out from the old man's arms, floating and sinking, swirling with a hazy, chaotic aura.

At this moment, the Great Dao was born, and all kinds of strange lights and colors spread from the sky to resist the blood light.

The sounds of praise and pilgrimage transcend time and space, echoing throughout the world.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his gaze, looking at the various scenes, but his eyes were filled with disappointment.

"Even a counterfeit has some power."

It wasn't a magic weapon, but a very similar imitation.

With a downward press of the palm, a surge of blood-red light erupted, and a blood-red sun pressed down horizontally.

puff~
All sorts of strange lights and colors were shattered one by one, and even the bronze mirror was submerged in the bloody light.

A sea of ​​blood swept across the sky, covering the jungle, waterways, vegetation, and everything in sight.

Before the old man could even utter a wail, his flesh and blood dissolved, and his bones turned to ash.

A fifth-step Nascent Soul cultivator perished without much struggle.

"hehe!"

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, a hint of pleasure in his voice.

With a gentle wave of his outstretched hand, the Blood-Burning Bead, the ancient bronze mirror, and the blood-stained storage bag floated out from the crimson glow and hovered in his palm.

The young man casually hung the Blood-Burning Bead at his waist, clenched his five fingers together, and lightly tapped the frame of his glasses.

Within his dantian, his spiritual platform trembled, and streams of magical power and malevolent energy surged forth, flowing down his arm into the bronze mirror to cleanse the marks within.

In an instant, the bronze mirror trembled, trying to break free, but was held firmly.

As time passed, the vibrations of the bronze mirror gradually subsided until they disappeared completely.

At this moment, the young man loosened his fingers, stroked the ancient patterns on the mirror, and felt the Taoist charm flowing within.

"A top-grade weapon, not bad at all."

With a thought, the bronze mirror vanished.

Deep within the soul, on the Seven Treasures Tree, the mirror surface formed by the intertwining of four divine lights—blue, purple, red, and green—underwent a slight change.

[Level 3] First Bronze Mirror (Special Feature: Shuttle)

"shuttle?"

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly as he carefully analyzed the two words.

At the same moment, a strange feeling welled up in my heart.

The surrounding space seemed to flow softly like water, and he was like a fish, able to come and go as he pleased.

In the blink of an eye, the crimson shadow blurred, and when it reappeared, it was already ten miles away.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood firmly on the ground, gazing at the war chariot in the sky, his double pupils half-closed, and slowly uttered two words:
"space!"

This wasn't achieved through speed or strength, but rather by merging with space and appearing directly ten miles away without expending any magical power.

[Characteristic] Travel reminded him of another very similar [Characteristic] Teleportation, but Teleportation can only make objects appear in any corner of the ten-mile world, and cannot move living beings.

[Characteristic] Traversal. Although the range is only about ten miles, any [Characteristic] involving space is not simple. If one does not rely on control, one can master this [Characteristic].

In the future, it will inevitably be able to integrate space with yin and yang, and forge its own path.

The young man shook his head, stopping the thought in his mind, and took a step back to the chariot.

Xie Beiling gazed at the red figure that had vanished and then reappeared, sensing the difference in the other party's aura. Her red lips parted slightly: "It seems that Senior Brother gained something after slaying the enemy."

"When one's mind is clear, this is naturally the case."

Zhang Yuanzhu rested one hand on the measuring ruler and lightly gripped the blood-stained storage bag in the other:
"Junior sister, you can go into seclusion to cultivate. Leave the rest of the journey to me."

"it is good."

The woman lightly touched her forehead.

I've gained a lot along the way, and it's definitely time to focus on my spiritual practice for a while.

After exchanging a few more words, the witch turned and walked away.

Zhang Yuanzhu lightly stomped his foot, and the chariot headed back towards the Holy City.

He also focused his attention on the storage bag in his palm.

With a light tap of his five fingers, array patterns were generated, breaking through the restrictions.

Immediately, a wisp of spiritual sense probed into the storage space to observe it carefully.

Spirit stones, pills, and medicinal herbs—all sorts of spiritual materials flashed through my mind, but they were all useless.

He carefully examined every inch of the storage space.

Soon, a ripple appeared deep in his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, streaks of light flew out of the storage bag and hovered in front of him.

Those were jade slips and jade books.

With a flick of his wrist, he put away the storage bag and picked up the jade slips and jade books to read them.

The scriptures, insights into spiritual practice, and magical techniques recorded within flow through the mind, transforming into profound knowledge and understanding.

Time passed second by second, and the jade slips were put away one by one.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes. Was there no suitable spell?
He picked up another jade slip, probed it with his spiritual sense, and lines of text entered his mind.

The Yi Wood Resurrection Technique—finding repair from destruction, awakening life from decay, the cycle of flourishing and withering, taking only 'flourishing'.
As the young man examined the jade slip, his expression gradually became serious.

This is a sacred healing technique and a body-strengthening art. It can awaken the hidden vitality of the physical body and is suitable for treating injuries and restoring magical power and blood.

One can also refine their body using various spiritual and precious woods, achieving limb regeneration without relying on secret techniques, solely through physical means.
A hint of emotion flickered in Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes; this was undoubtedly an exceptionally brilliant spell.

It increases the body's regenerative abilities and can also awaken the life force hidden within the body when seriously injured.

It can be described as a dual healing method.

It should be noted that even for him, if he wanted to repair his injuries and regenerate severed limbs, he would need to use the 'Azure Jade Spirit Eye', and could not rely solely on his physical body.

Most importantly, this spell is also extremely suitable for the envisioned combination spells.

If a withered mirror and dead light represent Yin, then this technique represents Yang.

Zhang Yuanzhu gently rubbed the jade slip with his fingers, a smile playing on his lips.

He set aside the jade slip containing the "Yi Wood Reversal Technique" and began to peruse the jade book in front of him.

After an incense stick had burned, all the jade slips and books had been read.

"It seems that the missing spells in the combination spell will require us to search for them in the Holy City."

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhang Yuanzhu caused all the useless jade slips and books to disappear.

He sat down cross-legged, picked up the jade slip containing the "Art of Yi Wood Reversing Heaven" that was placed aside, and began to read it.

The characteristics deep within his mind transformed into: purity of mind, wisdom of mind, purity of mind, and forgetfulness of worries, allowing him to quickly comprehend the magic.

However, an hour passed.

He then took out the Extreme Yang Wood from his robes and began his first practice of the Yi Wood Rejuvenation Technique.

With his five fingers gently gripping the precious wood, as his magical power flowed, wisps of red light emanated from the wood, without any explosion or bloodshed, only the warmth of sunlight.

This is the purest vitality, drifting out, seeping into flesh and blood, and integrating into bones and muscles, filling the heart with an indescribable sense of comfort.

As time passed, a faint red light emanated from its body, warm and full of vitality.

As his flesh and blood filled with red light, the young man ended his magical training.

His gaze fell, fixed on the slightly dimmed Extreme Yang Treasure Wood.

The precious wood obtained from the Lord's Mansion of Yuanshui City is extremely valuable. Although it has not reached the level of Golden Core Precious Wood, it is only slightly short and is enough to complete the cultivation of magic.

Lost in thought, Zhang Yuanzhu placed the Extreme Yang Treasure Wood on his abdomen and began circulating his cultivation technique to increase his cultivation level.

Six hours later, he took out the Dragon and Phoenix Yin-Yang Jade Pendant and began to study its principles.

From then on, his youth was divided into three parts: practicing magic, increasing his magical power, and comprehending the laws.

The chariot sped along, pulled by the giant silver wolf, heading towards the holy city.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

As the sun sets, the mountains and rivers darken, and the half-red sun emits a blood-red afterglow.

A massive black shadow, like a giant beast, lay coiled at the junction of heaven and earth, exuding an ancient and desolate aura.

"Holy City, I've returned!"

Zhang Yuanzhu stood atop the chariot, his body enveloped in a faint red light. His double pupils were as deep as the starry sky, and occasionally, azure and dark light flashed in his eyes, dazzling and radiant.

He gazed at the holy city at the edge of the sky, a strange feeling welling up inside him.

The last time they were forced to leave, the Du family pursued them relentlessly until they left Qingmu Mountain, at which point the pursuit finally ended.

So, this time?
The young man's eyes were cold and filled with a chilling killing intent.

Boom~
The chariot rumbled forward, drawing countless gazes.

Upon seeing the giant silver wolf pulling the cart, the many creatures abruptly withdrew their gazes, their faces filled with fear.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, a heretical cultivator!"

"Master Qingcang, what brings you here?"

"Rumor has it that he once escorted two nuns through this area, but they were harassed by the Du family and fled in panic. Could it be that he has come here again?"

A great deal of noise and commotion arose.

In front of the city gate, a group of monks were talking.

However, as the tanks approached, everyone consciously shut up and remained silent.

Ignoring the numerous noises, Zhang Yuanzhu stepped down from the chariot and stood before the city, gazing at the city walls that stretched for tens of thousands of miles, resembling a black dragon coiled there.

Xie Beiling and Da Huang also left the chariot and stood beside the young man, gazing at the holy city together.

"The Holy City is ancient, forged by a Golden Core True Monarch, and has witnessed all that has happened in the past."

The woman's arms hung naturally at her sides, her black skirt billowed in the sunlight, making her appear like a goddess descended to earth.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her red lips parted slightly:

"Nineteen hundred years ago, we fought a great battle with the demons here. The righteous path won a great victory, and the demons' blood stained the sky."

"Ten thousand years ago, Qingyangzhai and the Du family once competed here. Afterwards, the Du family went into seclusion and stopped caring about the world."

"In the far past, there are still stories unknown to us."

Zhang Yuanzhu stood with a ruler slung over his shoulder, his free hand reaching behind him.

The chariot shrank and disappeared into the sleeve.

The silver giant wolf removed its reins, came behind Big Yellow, lowered its head and wagged its tail, behaving unusually obediently.

The young man had a gentle face and a wide smile as he strode toward the holy city.

His red robe fluttered in the wind, his black hair danced wildly, and his slender figure, though only eight feet tall, seemed even taller than the towering city wall.

"Future generations will also remember this day, when Qing Cang entered the Holy City."

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, his expression suggestive.

The witch followed gracefully behind, a charming smile on her face.

"It will be so, and it will inevitably be so."

"Wang~"

The big yellow dog barked, took a step, and quickly followed.

The two people, the dog, and the wolf thus brazenly crossed the city gate and entered the holy city.

Boom~
The sounds of noise, laughter, and hawking filled the air.

The crowds were dense, and the bustling atmosphere of the world was overwhelming.

There were cultivators carrying long swords, figures draped in Taoist robes, scantily clad female cultivators, and even demons with beast-like features, all walking the streets, exchanging and buying spiritual items.

(End of this chapter)