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Chapter 487 The affairs of Wuliang Palace are over, let's discuss the Golden Elixir (4000 words)

Boom boom boom~
After three booming sounds that shook the void, the gray mist dissipated, and the palm withdrew.

A middle-aged man in a golden Taoist robe, a young man in a blood-red robe, and an old Taoist with gray hair and few teeth appeared beside Zhang Yuanzhu, gazing into the distance.

Each one of them is in harmony with the Great Dao, and their every move contains profound Dao and principles, making them extremely powerful.

“Crimson sea, weapon forging, and golden light.”

Mingxin Zhenjun, clad in a moon-white robe, stood with his hands behind his back in the depths of the void, his cold gaze sweeping across the distance.

There was no response. Zhang Yuanzhu held the dark gold short stick in one hand and stepped forward.

True Lord Chiming, True Lord Lianbing, and True Lord Jinguang walked side by side without saying a word.

At this moment, the four people's energy merged and became one.

Various strange and wonderful lights bloomed from the depths of the void, spreading out and exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

As I walked forward, ripples spread through the void, surging like waves.

Like the sky collapsing, like the earth being overturned!
Four Golden Core cultivators joining forces to conquer—such a thing had rarely happened even in Ancient Cliff Mountain.

And each time, it is enough to affect the situation of this vast land.

Zhang Yuanzhu's double pupils remained indifferent, his five fingers tightly gripping the broken Dao staff, his deep voice echoing in the void:

"I beheaded True Lord Mu Luan in front of the temple, and I also beat True Lord Yu Yang to death. Only these two are left in Wuliang Palace."

The two True Monarchs, Mingxin and Qianjie, tensed as they listened to the young man's words and watched the four figures approaching, their expressions growing increasingly solemn.

"Fellow Daoist Jin Guang, if you participate in this battle, have you considered the consequences?"

Golden Light True Monarch ignored the two, tilting his head slightly as he looked at Red Shadow with horror in his eyes. In just over a month, Boundless Palace had lost two Golden Core True Monarchs.

Call ~
He breathed a sigh of relief and his steps became more determined.

“Since ancient times, the Golden Light Pavilion and the Immortal Soldier Valley have supported each other, so it is only natural that they would take action this time.”

At this moment, Lianbing and Chiming Zhenjun's killing intent grew even stronger as they stared intently at the two Zhenjun of Wuliang Palace.

If these two can be kept here, Immortal Soldier Valley will surely become the overlord of Ancient Cliff Mountain.

A helpless smile appeared on Mingxin Zhenjun's face as he watched the crimson figure slowly approaching.

A single whispered remark stirred the hearts of the True Lords of Golden Light Pavilion and Immortal Soldier Valley, giving them a true determination to die.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, how wonderful it would have been if you had been born in the Wuliang Palace!"

Mingxin Zhenjun sighed softly, and his figure slowly disappeared.

The Thousand Tribulations True Lord departed together, disappearing into the depths of the void.

With a flicker of interest in his eyes, True Monarch Chiming growled:
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, should we intervene and save the two of them? Even if it costs me and Lianbing our lives, as long as we kill the last remaining True Monarch of Wuliang, the outcome will be decided."

He only has a little over ten years left to live, and the True Monarch of Weapon Refining will also die within ten years at most. It's worth it to exchange two dying men for the life of their enemy.

slap~
The Refining Soldiers True Lord stretched out his hand, pressed down on the shoulder of the Crimson Sea True Lord, looked at the Crimson Shadow, and shook his head.

“Even if the four of us joined forces, we couldn’t keep Mingxin. His strength has improved and he is no longer comparable to an ordinary Golden Core cultivator.”

Zhang Yuanzhu also stopped in his tracks and nodded slightly.

"True Lord Mingxin possesses extraordinary strength, and this place is the Boundless Palace, which has been established for thousands of years. I am not certain that I can leave behind any adversaries, and..."

The young man put away the broken Dao staff, glanced at the two True Lords, Lianbing and Chiming, and whispered:

"In my opinion, it is not worth it for two seniors to take risks in exchange for a possibility."

"The enemy is already a bird in a cage, a fish in a basin, just waiting to be slaughtered."

Golden Light True Lord nodded and concealed his aura:
“What Fellow Daoist Zhang said is correct. The overall situation is settled. We just need to wait for time to pass. Why risk the lives of two fellow Daoists?”

In just a few words, they dispelled the idea of ​​True Lord Chiming continuing the pursuit.

Yes, as long as our disciple is still alive, a few more breakthroughs will be enough to destroy the Boundless Palace and make the Immortal Soldier Valley the undisputed overlord of Ancient Cliff Mountain.

While the True Lords were deep in thought, Zhang Yuanzhu slightly turned his body and looked at the middle-aged man wearing a golden Taoist robe:
"Many thanks to Fellow Daoist Jin Guang for coming to help."

As the words drifted by, a hand reached out, and a brand-new jade slip and a wooden box appeared in the palm, which was then presented to the Golden Light True Lord:
"The Yuyang Temple's inherited cultivation technique, 'Sacred Yang Jade Heart Manual,' along with the remains of the Du family's divine tree, are offered as a token of gratitude."

Golden Light True Monarch lowered his gaze, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes, before shaking his head:

"There's no need for this, as it was already agreed upon."

With a smile on his face, Zhang Yuanzhu placed the jade slip and wooden box in front of Jin Guang Zhenjun.

“A few spiritual objects and scriptures are nothing.”

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the assembled True Lords, and proposed:

"The four of us have gathered together to force back the Boundless Palace. It would be a great pity to leave now."

"Why not have a discussion and exchange our insights on cultivation?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Guang, Lian Bing, and True Lord Chi Ming all nodded in agreement, without any objection.

Immediately, Zhang Yuanzhu waved his sleeves, and a futon appeared, where he sat cross-legged.

The remaining three True Lords sat down in turn.

True Lord Chiming placed his arms flat on his knees and spoke first:
"Let me go first. After more than 600 years of cultivation, I must have gained some insights."

The blood-robed youth gave the young man a deep look.

He raised his palm, spread his fingers, and condensed a single, swirling drop of blood. Behind him, countless illusory images of a blood-red river appeared.
"In the beginning, there was Qi, which transformed from crimson to the vastness. Blood was not impure, but a primordial substance. The Golden Elixir was not gold, but the Dao, a primordial blood jade."

The sea of ​​blood surged and churned with the sounds of Tao, enacting various Tao and principles.

Zhang Yuanzhu's double pupils were deep and profound. He carefully observed the sea of ​​blood, listened to the sounds of the Dao, and comprehended the Dao and its principles.

After an unknown amount of time, the sea of ​​blood dissipated, the Daoist chants disappeared, and True Lord Chiming concluded his discourse on the Dao.

At this moment, the white-haired, gray-robed True Lord of Weapon Refining also slowly spoke, expounding his own Great Dao:

“The vessel is not a physical form, but a container of the Dao. The Great Void was originally empty and still. When chaos first opened, true spirits appeared, which became the vessels of Heaven and Earth. Those who refine vessels are actually weaving the warp and weft of the Dao of Heaven and Earth.”

The sound of the Dao is vast, reflecting into heaven and earth, into the hearts of all living beings, and engraved in this land.

The sounds of weapons clashing and metal clashing rang out continuously, revealing the profound mysteries of the Great Dao.

After the two True Lords of Lianbing Valley finished their sermons, True Lord Jinguang made no attempt to conceal himself.

In the blink of an eye, a golden light burst forth before him, twisting and deforming, sometimes like a thread, sometimes like a sharp sword, sometimes like a vast ocean.
Jin Guang Zhenjun pointed at the golden light and began to expound on the Dao:
"Gold is not stubborn iron, but rather the very essence of the harshness and destruction of heaven and earth, the robust spirit of creation. All other metals and minerals are but superficial appearances; gold is truly the blade of the Dao."

The sounds of the Dao echoed in his ears, immersing even Zhang Yuanzhu in them, causing him to wander through various Daoist principles.

I have gradually gained a deeper understanding of the principles of Yin and Yang as the foundation and the way of nurturing all things in the furnace.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yuanzhu's body burst forth with black and white mysterious light, as if he were wearing a Taoist robe.

Mysterious and ancient!
A gentle voice, transcending the radiance, spread out:
"The Dao distinguishes Yin and Yang, from which two energies arise; isolated Yang cannot produce, and solitary Yin cannot exist; by observing the sunrise and sunset, and by feeling the ice, snow, and red lotus, one can comprehend the mechanism of the Yin-Yang cycle."

Yin and Yang alternate, black and white intertwine and become indistinguishable, and the vast sky transforms into a Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram, revealing its own great Dao without reservation.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained calm and composed, making no attempt to conceal anything, and explained the matter from simple to complex.

The young man never cared that his own path was learned and mastered by other beings. If someone could surpass him in this path, he would applaud in admiration.

He firmly believed that there are no perfect supernatural powers or invincible paths in this world, only perfect and invincible people.

Whether it's the Way of Yin and Yang or any other great path, it is always he who chooses the path, not the path that chooses him.

Regardless of the young man's thoughts, the discussion continued, with the four Golden Core True Monarchs completely absorbed, unaware of the passage of time. Meanwhile...

Within the territory of Wuliang Palace, two figures landed on the Great Mountain, one after the other.

The Thousand Tribulations True Monarch clenched his fists lightly, his gray eyes reflecting the various calamities:

"Brother Dao, we shouldn't have retreated just now."

"Why not retreat and fight to the death with two dying True Lords? Or do you think we can kill that person in the battle of Refining Weapons, Crimson Sea, and Golden Light?"

Mingxin Zhenjun stood with his hands behind his back, his moon-white robe fluttering, and his long black hair dancing in the wind:

"If we couldn't kill that person within the Wuliang Palace area, it would be even more impossible for us to kill him despite all the obstacles."

"What should we do with Zhang Yuanzhu?"

Thousand Tribulations True Monarch spoke softly, his eyes half-closed, a hint of helplessness flashing across them.

"If we wait until the other party cultivates to the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm, their lineage will be in danger of decline."

Mingxin Zhenjun slightly turned his body, looking towards the depths of Wuliang Palace, his voice low and deep:

"The Taoist tradition has been passed down for thousands of years and has been located in the ancient cliff mountain for two thousand years. It has its own profound foundation to wipe out the traitors."

"As long as that person doesn't reach the Dao Lord realm, the sect won't perish!"

"However, we do need to make more preparations and leave a few ways out for the sect."

He paused, then lowered his hand to smooth out the wrinkles in his clothes, uttering each word carefully:
"Release the nine gates of the demon race and allow the Soul-Eating Poison Palace and the demon race to enter Ancient Cliff Mountain."

Upon hearing this, True Monarch Qianjie nodded, his gray mist swirling and obscuring his figure, his voice cold and ruthless.

"That's not enough. The Du family of Qingmu Mountain deeply hates the traitor. We can invite them to enter Guya Mountain."

"Mount Fallen Demon also has passes controlled by the Daoist lineage. These passes can be opened to allow the demonic path to enter."

At this moment, True Monarch Mingxin frowned, his eyes filled with hesitation:

“One or two powerful forces are manageable and can be driven away in the future, but the demon race, the demonic path, the Du family, and the Soul-Eating Poison Palace have all come, and it may not be possible to deal with them all in the future.”

"Ah!"

The Thousand Tribulations True Monarch sneered:

"Brother Dao, what are you still thinking about? If we don't cause some trouble for that person, the Boundless Palace will definitely be suppressed within five hundred years, and..."

"If things don't go well, we still have a way out!"

For a moment, the mountain fell silent, and then a sound rang out:

"Can!"

The seven-day discourse concluded.

Both the Golden Core True Monarch and Zhang Yuanzhu benefited greatly.

As everyone stood up, Golden Light True Lord cupped his hands in greeting:
“Fellow Daoists, our discussion is over, and it is time for me to leave.”

"Golden Light Pavilion and Immortal Soldier Valley support each other. If you need any help, please ask at any time."

Refining Soldiers, Crimson Sea Returns Gift:
"I am very grateful for Fellow Daoist Jin Guang's assistance. I will never forget your kindness."

The middle-aged man in the golden robe smiled, nodded slightly, and his body slowly dissipated, disappearing from everyone's sight.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanzhu took out two storage bags from his bosom and tossed them over.

"I have prepared a set of the Jade Sun Temple's inherited cultivation techniques, the Du family's divine tree and precious medicine, and some Golden Core flesh and blood for both of you."

True Monarch Lianbing and True Monarch Chiming took the storage bag, glanced at it casually, and both showed a smile on their faces.

The storage bag contained valuable spiritual items, which even they found tempting.

With a flick of his wrist, True Monarch Chiming put away the storage bag and exclaimed in admiration:
"Fellow Daoist Zhang killed two True Monarchs in just one month while only at the Condensing Fiend Realm. Such combat prowess is unprecedented throughout history."

“After this, Wuliang Palace will no longer be a threat to you.”

"Once we return to our sect and cultivate for a period of time, we will be able to destroy the Boundless Palace."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuanzhu shook his head:

"The lineage has been passed down for thousands of years and cannot be taken lightly. This attack was too sudden, which is why it succeeded. There will not be such an opportunity again next time."

He was extremely clear-headed and not arrogant.

Each lineage has a Dao sword forged by the original seven Dao lineages, which always floats in the common area of ​​Immortal Soldier Valley.

Even if a Golden Core True Monarch were to be struck by a sword, he would not feel good.

Not to mention the Boundless Palace, which is even more powerful than the Immortal Soldier Valley. As the overlord of Ancient Cliff Mountain, the opponent must possess such means.

Lost in thought, Zhang Yuanzhu continued:
"Furthermore, I do not intend to return to the sect; I still have matters to attend to."

As his words drifted by, he raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and a storage bracelet appeared, which he handed to the Refining Weapon True Monarch.

"After the True Lord departs, please hand this item over to the Lord of Zhuoyang Mountain."

"it is good."

The True Lord of Refining Weapons nodded and offered no further advice.

Afterwards, the three exchanged a few more words before the two True Lords departed.

For a moment, only Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the ground.

His double pupils were deep and unfathomable as he surveyed the vast wilderness, admiring the magnificent landscape.

A moment later, he took a step and began to move away from Wuliang Palace.

The young man moved with incredible speed, and several hours later, he had completely disappeared, appearing beside a large river.

The river surged and roared, its waves crashing and creating a misty spray, making the soil on the banks appear rather damp.

Zhang Yuanzhu leaned against the tree trunk, planning the way forward.

With the successive deaths of two True Lords, Wuliang Palace has suffered a severe blow and will surely enjoy a period of peace.
Next, the demonic path needs to be dealt with.

The young man's eyes were icy cold, carrying the most intense killing intent.

I once briefly traveled through the Demon Realm, and what I saw and heard there transcended the definition of evil.

For no other reason than to seek a clear mind, I will exterminate all the demonic cultivators on and off Mount Zhuomo, leaving no one alive.

As for taking Xie Beiling back and meeting Ye Jinxian to ask about his doubts, those were secondary matters.

Of course, his strength is still far from enough to destroy the demonic path; he might need to reach the pinnacle of the Qi Condensation Realm to be sufficient.
"What I excel at is growing through conquest, advancing through blood and fire!"

Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled up, revealing determination and confidence.

However, before venturing into the demonic path, one must transform all acquired spiritual objects and treasures into power.

He will face a bloody battle to the death in his most powerful and dominant form!
The most important thing to do now is to take stock of the gains and losses after killing Jade Sun True Lord.

With a flick of his sleeve, streaks of light emerged from his storage bag, hovering before him and radiating various colors.

There were jade-colored spears, jade bones and flesh, broken bronze halberds, and dark gold short sticks covered with cracks.

The Jade Spear, a magical treasure of True Lord Yuyang, along with his golden core and flesh, were among the spoils of this battle.

(End of this chapter)