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Chapter 93 I saw that donkey! (3000)

"Ah!"

"I understand. Some existences should have died long ago."

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Old Huo was indifferent and didn't say anything.

After that, the two talked about some things before the old man left.

Zhang Yuanzhu returned to the cave alone.

In the last two days, he prepared to make the Vajra Liquid for use in the secret realm.

Inside the quiet room, a jade bell was suspended in mid-air, with the bell mouth facing upwards, emitting a faint and clear light.

Zhang Yuanzhu took out boxes of elixirs from his arms, opened them, took out a fixed amount, and put them into the jade bell.

At this moment, he was somewhat relieved that the Vajra Liquid only needed to be prepared according to a fixed formula and did not require any alchemy or the like.

Otherwise, things will be a lot more troublesome.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhang Yuanzhu threw the last spiritual fruit in his hand into it.

Bend your knuckles slightly and tap gently.

Boom!
The bell sounds clear.

The array patterns flowing on the wall paused for a moment before starting to move again.

The spiritual medicines and fruits mixed in the green jade bell also turned into liquid with the sound of the bell and quickly merged with each other.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked serious, bending his knuckles and tapping continuously.

Boom! Boom! Boom~
With each strike, the liquid in the bell will blend faster.

About an incense stick of time passed.

The sound of the bell faded away, and a faint fragrance floated in the quiet room.

Zhang Yuanzhu grabbed the clock wall, pulled it in front of him, and looked down.

Golden liquid comes into view.

Just by watching, he could feel a sense of indestructibility, and there seemed to be an inexplicable sound of chanting.

"Is this the Diamond Liquid?"

Although it was a question, there was certainty in his voice.

Without further hesitation, he poured the Vajra Liquid into the jade bottle according to the prescription.

By the time the last drop of liquid flowed down the wall of the bell, fifteen jade bottles had been placed at his feet.

With a wave of his hand, the debris in the quiet room was collected, leaving only a bottle of diamond liquid.

According to the prescription, Vajra Liquid can strengthen the body and make up for defects.

Today he plans to try out the effect.

He took out a wooden barrel from the storage bag, stretched out his hand, and large ice crystals formed, melted, and then began to boil.

Zhang Yuanzhu picked up the remaining bottle of Vajra Liquid and poured it directly in.

In an instant, the clear water turned golden and was filled with holiness.

The unknown chanting sound became louder and louder.

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, but still took off his robe and stepped in.

In an instant, the slight frown on his brows relaxed and turned into calmness.

It was so comfortable, without any pain from practicing the "Elephant Demon Power Method".

It was as if countless hands reached out to massage the body.

After an unknown amount of time, the golden liquid became clear and transparent again.

Zhang Yuanzhu then stood up and put on his robe.

At this moment, he felt relaxed all over. Some of the deep hidden injuries were eliminated, and his body was also strengthened a little.

"Vajra Liquid is indeed a medicine created by a great monk."

Zhang Yuanzhu was amazed.

He felt greatly benefited from just one bath.

After tidying up the quiet room briefly, Zhang Yuanzhu went to the master bedroom to prepare the items he would need to take to the secret realm.

Two days later, the Zhuoyang lineage reached the Great Mountain.

A ship thousands of meters long and wide stands in the sky.

Under the warship, figures stood, most of them were teenagers and children.

At this moment, they were all looking at the warships in the sky with fiery eyes.

"This is one of the foundations of my Burning Sun Lineage—the Fiery Sun Warship. Rumor has it that even with Qi training and manipulation, it can smash through a foundation-building battleship."

"That's true, but you have to be able to hit it."

"This time I'm heading to the Beast Taming Vein, hoping to obtain a demon beast with dragon blood."

All kinds of noises echoed on the big mountain.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood in the corner, carefully looking at the disciples around him.

These were all disciples who had joined the Zhuoyang lineage in the past ten years. Most of them were only at the second level of Qi training, a small number were at the third level, and there were about ten at the fourth level.

As for the fifth level of Qi training, Master Huo once said that there was only one disciple in the lineage who had reached this level.

But he didn't see it now.

"Humph!"

A cold snort, like a thunder explosion, silenced the noisy space.

"All disciples, get on board."

With a low shout, red light burst out from the warship. The light condensed and transformed, and finally turned into a staircase that climbed upwards.

Without hesitation, most of the disciples quickly climbed the stairs and headed towards the warship.

There were also more than ten people who directly controlled magic weapons, flew into the air and landed on the warship.

Many disciples looked at him with envy.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked calm as he climbed up with the crowd.

His position in the Zhuoyang lineage is relatively secretive, and few people know about it except for many elders and mountain masters.

But as time goes by, it will inevitably become impossible to keep it secret, and the elders and mountain masters don't want to keep it secret forever.

With the strength of the Zhuoyang lineage, they devote all their efforts to training a disciple. Who dares to say anything?

tower!
Embark on the warship.

He glanced around and then walked to the right.

He passed many figures, and gradually two familiar people appeared in front of him.

Zhang Yuanzhu's mouth corners are outlined.

It’s good that Lietie and Shiyi are here.

I walked to the side of the boat and admired the mountains and rivers.

Time passed minute by minute, until all the disciples boarded the warship, and then Old Huo, who was standing at the bow, began to make hand gestures.

Boom!

The entire sky was shaking.

The warship trembled slightly, then turned into a stream of light and flew towards the horizon.

Mountains, rivers, lava, and the crimson earth kept passing by my eyes. Gradually, the scenery began to change. There were eerie mountains, snow-capped worlds, and a few isolated islands in the blue sea and sky.
All kinds of scenes appeared in Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes.

Let him be addicted.

The mountains and rivers are vast, and the wonders between heaven and earth are like stars, countless.

The warships sped forward, crossing one mountain and river after another.

It took a whole day and night for the Lieyang warship to begin to slow down.

Boom!

A huge roar came from the end of the sky.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked around and saw a floating island rushing towards him, blocking the warship.

"Little Fire Boy, it's been years since we last met. I hope you are doing well."

Hearty laughter came from the island.

An old Taoist wearing a feather robe and a gorgeous crown was sitting cross-legged under an ancient tree.

Those eyes, intertwined with truth and reason, looked past the old man Huo at the bow.

He looked at the many disciples on the warship, as if he was looking for something.

"Hahaha!"

"Old Monster Hua, at his age, instead of practicing in seclusion at Qianfa Peak, he came out to lead his disciples to participate in the secret realm."

"Do you think dying is too slow?"

Old Huo stood up and blocked the gaze.

At this moment, the old Taoist wearing feather robe sneered.

"You don't know why I came here, young man."

Just as the two were talking, a gentle voice sounded in Zhang Yuanzhu's ears.

"Jinxian once said that you and I were destined to be together, but unfortunately, a demon has caused trouble and ruined this fate."

"If you can't stay in the Burning Sun Dharma Lineage anymore, you can always go to the Thousand Dharma Lineage."

No threats, no inducements, only sincerity and openness.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes flickered, and he made no unnecessary movements.

After the old Taoist of Qianfa Famai chatted with Old Huo for a few words, he drove the floating island away into the distance.

The warships crossed the sky and headed into the distance.

About six days later, a sacred mountain that reached from heaven to earth appeared in everyone's sight.

That is a mountain that far exceeds the main vein of Zhuoyang. With human vision, one cannot see the end at all.

Just as you get closer, waves of spiritual energy and desolate air rush over.

You can faintly hear the roars and howls of countless monsters.

At this moment, streams of light gathered under the sacred mountain, like ministers paying homage.

Zhang Yuanzhu glanced around and counted silently in his mind. There were thirty-four streams of light in total.

Take the newly arrived Zhuoyang lineage with you, there is still one lineage that has not arrived yet.

At this moment, Old Huo turned around and looked at his many disciples.

"I will wait here and enter the secret realm in one day."

At the same time, a voice came into Zhang Yuanzhu's ears.

"Yuan Zhu, this is the might of the seven great Dao veins. The thirty-six Dharma veins are all waiting outside and are not allowed to enter."

Zhang Yuanzhu half-closed his pupils and didn't say much.

He took out the scriptures from the storage bag and began to read them.

About an hour later, Zhang Yuanzhu suddenly raised his head and looked ahead with a serious expression.

An aura similar to 'Xilong' is approaching.

Specks of black mist appeared at the end of the sky and earth, and above the black mist, a pale paper boat slid slowly.

There seemed to be a faint whisper echoing between heaven and earth.

Full of weirdness and evil!
"It's the Paper Man Dao Clan. They actually participated in this secret realm this time."

"The most mysterious of the seven great veins."

"Be silent, don't say too much."

The elders leading the teams stopped their disciples from discussing.

However, the elders looked at the approaching paper boat with fear in their eyes.

The secret realms of all generations have been opened, and the Paper Man Dao lineage rarely participates, but this time they actually came.

Before anyone could think about it, a sword energy came across the sky.

At the moment of hitting the sacred mountain, it turned into sword threads all over the sky, and each sword thread represented a figure flying on a sword.

"This is the Cangwu lineage's technique of transforming sword energy into silk."

"When a foundation-building master performs this, hundreds of people below the third level of Qi training can fly on swords."

I heard Huo Lao's explanation in my ears.

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded his forehead slightly. This strange skill really surprised him.

After the Cangwu Dharma lineage arrived, everyone came back to their senses from the oppression brought by the Paper Man Dao lineage.

At this moment, all thirty-six Dharma lineages arrived, and for a moment, all kinds of auras intertwined and entangled, shaking the heaven and the earth.

To be on par with the sacred mountain.

Many Dharma lineages are waiting for the secret realm to open.

Lines of formations appeared in the sky, densely packed and emitting brilliant light.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of figures appeared in the center of the formation.

At this moment, even the paper boat floating above the black fog was trembling slightly.

A hoarse voice fell down.

"Yixing Daomai, you actually have such a refined interest as to come and participate in the secret realm."

"Dragon-blooded monsters are rare. Now that I have some free time, of course I have to try to get one."

An old Taoist with gray hair walked out of the formation.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his Taoist robe fluttering in the whistling wind.

Zhang Yuanzhu was not interested in the conversation between Yixing and the paper man.

He stared intently at a gray donkey that walked out of the formation, his eyes extremely cold.

Suddenly, the gray donkey seemed to notice something, turned its head sharply and looked over.

In an instant, two gazes intertwined in the sky.

A cold, chilling light carrying a fiery murderous intent.

There was a hint of surprise mixed with a hint of teasing.

The donkey just glanced at Zhang Yuanzhu, then turned around and stood among the people of Yixing Taoist School.

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped forward, passed the crowd, and stood beside Old Huo under the astonished gazes of the disciples of the Zhuoyang lineage.

He looked serious, his five fingers clasped around the hilt of the knife, and asked in a low voice:
"Master Huo, what realm is that donkey at?"

(End of this chapter)