Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 470: Gaining Insights, Tracks Revealed, Battle! (4000)

Zhang Yuanzhu paused slightly, his gaze lowered as he looked at the kneeling old man, and slowly spoke:
"I have found all the insights and records of the 'Drywood Revolving Sutra' in Changchun Valley, as well as the personal belongings of the beings who have practiced this method."

He spoke calmly and stated his purpose for the trip directly.

The head of Changchun Valley bowed respectfully, raising his hands.

"I obey the command of the True Man."

The young man waved his hand, signaling to leave.

The old man, draped in a yellow cloak, slowly rose, bowed, and retreated, disappearing from the Taoist temple.

The entire process was extremely calm, with no sign of struggle or resistance.

After all, once Zhang Yuanzhu entered Changchun Valley, every intelligent cultivator knew what to do.

Then, Chi Ying sat cross-legged in the center of the dojo and took out the jade slip to examine it.

After the old man left the Taoist temple, his bent spine not only did not straighten, but became even more hunched.

He turned around with a sorrowful expression, glanced at the dojo, and then quickly left.

At this moment, if we were to continue scheming, the entire sect would become a laughingstock.

After all, those within the temple are capable of easily annihilating any lineage.

At this moment, he had no other thoughts but to ensure the continuation of the sect.

Time passes by every second.

Half an hour later, a hunched figure stepped into the dojo, carrying two storage bags in his hands:
"All the insights gained from practicing the 'Drywood Revolving Sutra' within Changchun Valley are contained in this bag. The other bag contains the personal belongings of all beings who have practiced this sutra throughout the ages within the sect."

"Whatever the true man needs, Changchun Valley will surely provide it."

Zhang Yuanzhu placed the jade slip aside, looking at the old man with a half-smile:
"Changchun Valley is fortunate to have a sect leader like you."

He raised his hand and gently beckoned, and the two storage bags landed in his palm.

After probing it with his spiritual sense and checking it to make sure there were no problems, he signaled it to leave.

Only then did the old man breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that Tong had survived another calamity.

He clasped his hands in thanks, bowed deeply, and withdrew.

Zhang Yuanzhu ignored him, focusing his gaze on the storage bag and lightly tapping it with his five fingers.

Jade slips, jade books, and ancient texts floated out of the storage bag and landed in front of me.

He reached out and grasped a yellowed jade slip, whispering in his heart:
'Take control!'

In an instant, the jade slip disappeared and then reappeared.

The young man shook his head; the jade slip did not contain the [Special Attribute] Soul.

Immediately, his spiritual sense probed into it and began to peruse his cultivation insights.

After a cup of tea, the jade slip was set down. Zhang Yuanzhu nodded slightly to his forehead and sighed:
"A thousand people practice, a thousand insights, and ultimately there is something to be gained."

The jade slip contained the insights of a True Person at the Second Step of Condensation of Evil who practiced the "Dry Wood Revolving Scripture," which deepened his understanding of cultivation methods.

Without hesitation, he picked up another jade book, first trying to 'control' it, and then carefully flipping through it.

As time passed, he picked up and put down jade slips one by one, constantly improving his understanding of cultivation methods, filling in gaps and quickly perfecting them.

He stretched out his hand and picked up another ancient paper book, casually flipping through a few pages, a ripple flashing in the depths of his eyes.

"The cultivation insights of a peak-level Condensing Fiend Realm cultivator are probably only one or two copies in Changchun Valley," he murmured to himself.
'Take control!'

In an instant, deep within the mind, the Seven Treasures Tree swayed, and the mirror formed by the interwoven four-colored divine light underwent a slight change.

Control: [Level 3] Ancient Book (Characteristic: Soul)
In an instant, a strange feeling welled up in my heart. The fundamental techniques inherited from Changchun Valley seemed to have been practiced thousands of times, and I had mastered all the skills.

Call ~
Zhang Yuanzhu exhaled softly, a smile playing on his lips.

From then on, his understanding of the "Dry Wood Wheel Sutra" would surpass that of all living beings.

Lost in thought, he picked up the jade slip on the ground again and examined it.

It wasn't until three hours later that he collected all the jade slips scattered on the ground, then picked up the remaining storage bag, turned it upside down, and gave it a gentle shake.

wow~
Jade pendants, stones, wood carvings... one after another, magical objects appeared and scattered on the ground.

Zhang Yuanzhu's double pupils were deep and unfathomable. He scanned the items on the ground, put down the storage bag in his palm, and casually picked up a jade pendant.

In an instant, the dragon-patterned lapis lazuli cauldron fragment on the Seven Treasures Tree deep within my soul trembled, and its [Special Ability] entered my dream and burst forth.

In an instant, everything around blurred, and the clutter, the Taoist temple, and the prayer mats disappeared one by one.

As the view shifts, the azure sky dims, and a bright moon hangs high in the sky.

The mottled floor beneath them became brand new, and candles burned on both sides.

He gazed at the scene unfolding before him, which resembled an unfurled scroll: an elderly man with gray hair sat cross-legged in the center of a Taoist temple, practicing meditation.

Its operating method is the fundamental cultivation method of Changchun Valley.

Zhang Yuanzhu slowly approached the old man from behind.

The next moment, he merged with the old Taoist priest, and the frozen painting came to life.

In an instant, the Taoist who was cultivating opened his eyes and looked around with some doubt, but found nothing.

After a long while, he closed his eyes again and began his cultivation.

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the flow of magical power within his 'body' and the power contained within its shell.

He carefully observed and studied the text.

I don't know how much time has passed...

Click!

The sky was torn apart, space blurred, and everything was receding into the distance.

Looking again, we found ourselves back inside the ancient Taoist temple.

bang~
The jade pendant in his hand shattered and fell to the ground.

The young man picked up the wood carving and continued his dream.

One by one, spiritual objects shattered into ashes. The feelings and techniques of cultivators at the Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and Qi Condensation stages, who were practicing the "Withered Wood Revolving Sutra," all converged in their hearts.

Until the sun sets in the east and the bright moon rises in the sky.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the thin layer of dust at his feet, raised his palm, and let the jade powder slide from his palm.

He slowly stood up, his arms hanging naturally at his waist, a smile playing on his lips.

Having traveled across mountains and rivers to reach this place, it was ultimately worthwhile, and I gained many insights.

From this point on, there will be no more doubts about the cultivation method in the realm of Condensing Evil.

He turned his body slightly to the side, his gaze sweeping over every corner of the valley, and his body gradually became blurred.

Call ~
A gentle breeze stirred up wisps of dust, obscuring the space.

Suddenly, the breeze stopped, the dust settled, and the crimson figure vanished.

Outside Changchun Valley, a tall and slender figure appeared.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the chariot beside him, and the woman in the black dress and Da Huang standing on the chariot, with a gentle smile.

Sudden…

Boom!

An indescribably enormous hand appeared, covering the sky and obscuring the bright moon; its five fingers resembled towering divine mountains.

With a slight tremor of his hand, the space shattered layer by layer, and the spiritual energy, air, and void all boiled and emitted bursts of howling.

With a downward thrust, it reached directly towards the chariot.

oooo~
The silver wolf howled, its limbs went limp, and it was almost falling from the void.

The blue light on the ancient chariot went out, and cracks appeared on the body, as if it would fall apart at any moment.

Xie Beiling's pretty face was pale as she stared at the enormous, endless hand that blotted out the sky.

This attack was too sudden and exceeded everyone's expectations.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, even a fifth-step True Person of the Qi Condensation Realm, they would be killed instantly without any chance to react.

Fortunately, the person under his command was named Zhang Yuanzhu!

The young man, with a solemn expression, took a step forward and came to the front of the chariot.

Within his dantian, the nine-tiered azure platform trembled, and streams of magical power surged forth.

The burning blood bead at his waist rose up and met the giant, sky-covering palm.

Streaks of blood-red light emanated from the blood beads, resembling a crimson sun rising into the sky, dispelling the darkness of the six thousand miles of void and suppressing the churning and howling spiritual energy.

At the same moment, Zhang Yuanzhu waved his sleeve, enveloping the chariot and taking it in.

In the void, a blood-red sun and a giant hand traverse the sky, constantly approaching!

near!!
Get closer!!!
Until they touch!

Boom~
The sun shone brightly, a giant hand obscured the moon, and blood-red and blue light crisscrossed, colliding wildly.

Boom! Sizzle!

With another deafening roar, the blood-red sun cracked open.

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression turned solemn as he prepared to make another move.

A long spear appeared out of thin air in front of Crimson Shadow.

The spear tip, as sharp as jade, possessed a piercing edge that could cut through anything, freezing time and space, penetrating the void, piercing through the blood-red light, and thrusting towards the chest.

With a resolute determination and murderous intent to shatter everything.

at the same time…

Boom!

The blood-red sun collapsed, and a giant hand pressed down as if the sky were about to fall.

At this moment, there was no escape, no way to avoid; two attacks blocked all escape routes.

The young man felt the constant warning coming from the depths of his heart, and his expression became solemn.

A thought came to my mind.

A series of cyan halos burst forth from his body, hovering above and below, making him appear as if a god had descended to earth.

Golden light was generated, flowing like liquid, exuding an immortal and indestructible Daoist charm.

A thin veil of starlight covers her entire body, dancing in the wind, serene and sacred.

Deep within the soul [characteristics]: Hardening, Vajra, Vitality, and Wound Replacement, all blooming simultaneously.

In less than a breath, with multiple layers of protection, they faced the attack head-on.

The jade spear was sharp, and the giant hand was enormous, pressing against the azure halo.

bang~
In an instant, 156 cyan halos exploded simultaneously, turning into countless points of light.

Then, the starry veil tore apart, and the golden light shattered.

A palm strike and a gunshot hit the young man's body.

Roar!
His muscles and bones trembled, like the roar of a dragon or the howl of an elephant; his skin was fair and radiant, exuding a faint glow.

Then, it was engulfed by various colors of light, and the entire void trembled, creaking under the strain.

stab~
The sound of flesh tearing apart drowned out the clamor in the void.

A crimson shadow flew backward, shattering the various colored lights, and purple-gold blood flowed out like a waterfall.

Zhang Yuanzhu took a step, creating ripples in the void, extinguishing the light, and stopping his retreating figure.

At this moment, the young man's chest was pierced, his heart was collapsed, and blood stained his clothes, making him look extremely disheveled.

His face was indifferent, his eyes were cold and icy as he stared directly at the jade spear that was pursuing him.

One hand tightly gripped the long, white ruler, while the other was raised and formed a hand seal:

"My blood is never shed in vain."

As the words fell.

The purple-gold blood-red liquid scattered in the void boiled and twisted, transforming into purple-gold true dragons.

Its scales gleamed, and its dragon horns were sharp, coiling towards the jade spear.

Blood Mud Platform!

The jade spear trembled slightly
bang bang bang~
One by one, the true dragons exploded, turning into dark blood that splattered down, but they managed to hold back the jade spear for several breaths.

Zhang Yuanzhu's palms changed hand seals, his body emitted a faint red light, and his double pupils also shone with a blue light.

In an instant, red and blue light intertwined in the flesh and blood, the blood stopped, the bones reconnected, and the skin reappeared.

In less than a breath, he was completely unharmed and back to his peak condition.

At this moment, the jade spear was unwilling to retreat, and the purple-gold blood dragons collapsed one by one.

Two figures slowly emerged from the depths of the void, appearing before the young man.

A burly man, dressed in blue iron armor, with a rugged face and a fierce killing intent.

A man dressed in a Taoist robe, with an ancient and simple face, calmly gazed at the crimson shadow.

The Taoist priest held a jade spear, the tip of which was a dazzling purple-gold blood color.

Each person is extremely powerful, and every action they take is in accordance with the Great Dao, resonating with the heavens and the void.

"Young man, you are the only one in history to have attracted the attention of two Golden Core True Monarchs at the Condensation Realm."

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his hand from the white ruler and pulled it out of thin air, revealing a dark gold short stick in his palm.

He stared intently at the burly man and whispered:
"Is it the sacred tree?"

"It is naturally a divine tree, a treasure that my Du family has nurtured for tens of thousands of years. It is not so easy to take away."

The burly figure laughed loudly.

The burly man stared at the dark gold short staff in the crimson shadow's hand, his laughter growing even more unrestrained:
"Holding a broken stick, he tried to survive even in the face of death."

With each step, hands clasped together, forming an ancient hand seal.

"dream!"

Illusory tree shadows appeared, and profound and mysterious energy emerged. Brilliant beams of azure light leaped from them, seemingly endless.

These rays of light intertwined and gathered together, transforming into a large blue-gold seal.

The seal is flawless, surrounded by lifelike depictions of grass, flowers, birds, beasts, insects, and fish.

Taoist Technique: Jianmu Heaven-Suppressing Seal!
The moment the burly man made his move, True Monarch Yuyang let out a lazy chuckle:
"Ah!"

In the next instant, a dazzling jade-like luster filled the void.

The spear traversed space, pierced through the void, and penetrated everything; its sharpness was unparalleled!

Such an attack was so fierce that even a Golden Core True Monarch would have to temporarily retreat, but Zhang Yuanzhu did not back down an inch.

A grin spread across his face, his fighting spirit surging.

In the blink of an eye, a crystal-clear ruby ​​floated out from his bosom, hovering above his head, cascading down in streaks of red light.

The Taihao Stone, a treasure obtained from the Qingyangzhai Hongyang Daoyuan, is now empowering him, enhancing his magical power, physical body, and spiritual consciousness.

His momentum kept rising, seemingly without limit!

Zhang Yuanzhu took a step forward, raising his stick in his right hand.

Boom~
Everything is disappearing: the wrinkled void, the shattered space, even the bright moon in the sky is gone.

Before anyone knew when, an endless, dark golden mountain range stood in the void, filled with wind, snow, and thunder, with several large stars circling around it.

This mountain range is like a pillar supporting the void.

Click!

The base of the dark gold pillar snapped with a deafening roar, and the mountains tilted as it struck the jade spear.

The wind and snow howled, the thunder was blinding, the stars fell, and the pillars of heaven collapsed.

The void trembled for eight thousand miles, layers of radiance and spiritual energy pushed outwards, leaving only the deepest blackness and the crashing dark gold pillar between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the young man raised his left arm, spread his five fingers, and purple lightning burst from his fingertips, filling the void.

It seemed as if endless Daoist principles intertwined, then transformed into a sacred, eternal, and ever-present majestic gate.

A vast, boundless, and magnificent aura rose up.

With an invincible spirit that can defeat all living beings.

A multitude of people in front of the door, only one person behind it!
Shattering Staff! Southern Heavenly Gate!

kill!

He thrust his arms forward to meet the sharp jade spear and the lapis lazuli seal.

The four attacks, almost instantly, traversed the sky and collided violently.

Boom! Boom!! Boom boom~
Amidst deafening roars, the dark gold pillar and the jade spear clashed rapidly, while the majestic gate and the lapis lazuli seal collided repeatedly.

With each collision, each clash, the void twisted, wrinkles appeared, and a trace of chaos was revealed.

Zhang Yuanzhu, Yu Yang Zhenjun, and the five ancestors of the Du family all went all out, without holding back.

(End of this chapter)